Xiao Jiansheng watched the Shenjian Yu brothers and sisters go away, watching the figures of the two gradually blend into the gray rain curtain, he pressed the hat low, hid the white face, and walked up the cyan steps covered with grass and yellow leaves, and suddenly felt a little tired.

At the same time, there was a bad premonition, so he decided not to go anywhere for the time being, and stayed under the eaves of the Taoist temple to avoid the rain.

It's time to repair the Taoist temple, the uneven eaves can no longer stop the washing of the rainwater, such a dilapidated nameless Taoist temple stands on the streets of this busy Zhongjing City, a little dazzling, Xiao Jiansheng knows that the Fengtian Dynasty at this time will definitely not take out a penny to do such a stupid thing, in other words, this Taoist temple will be demolished sooner or later, it is only a matter of time. In someone's eyes, even a latrine here is more pleasing to the eye than this one.

Standing under the eaves of the Taoist temple, Xiao Jiansheng suddenly remembered Liu Mubai, the somewhat obscene Taoist, who had been silently helping him, Xiao Jiansheng suddenly worried about Liu Mubai's whereabouts and safety, I don't know where he is at the moment, will he be the same as him, and he will also poke under the dilapidated eaves to avoid the rain.

At dusk, Xiao Jiansheng had no intention of leaving, sat on the steps under the eaves, drank a few sips of water, waited until it was dark, looked along the flickering Chinese lanterns on both sides of the street, and looked at the gorgeous building with brilliant lights and an extremely wide area.

At this moment, the palace is still as bright as day, although you can't hear the noise, but it must be a burst of celebration, the heroes of the world will end, it does not mean the real end, maybe it is just a beginning, the Fengtian Dynasty took advantage of this grand event to directly hook up with the martial arts, in the eyes of Xiao Jiansheng, this is the same stream.

Now that he has taken the red line of the Xihuang Yan family again, shouldn't the whole country celebrate? Xiao Jiansheng suddenly frowned, he felt very helpless as a citizen of the Fengtian Dynasty.

The next day, after dawn, the annoying autumn rain finally stopped, and the streets gradually became more and more pedestrians.

To prevent extraneous branches, Xiao Jiansheng walked very cautiously, mixing in the crowd, but the things he carried behind him were still very conspicuous, neither like a marketer, nor selling, and it would inevitably make him suspicious after a long time.

At the mouth of an alley called Nianfeng, Xiao Jiansheng hurriedly turned in, found a small incense shop in the alley, quickly bought some sacrificial incense candles, and hurriedly left Zhongjing City.

About an hour after Xiao Jiansheng left, three people came to the Taoist temple where Xiao Jiansheng had taken shelter from the rain.

"Can you be sure it's that Xiao Jiansheng, I feel that he should have died at the hands of Gongzi An. ”

"Gongzi An is also looking for him, he was tricked by that old woman named Wan Qiuyang. ”

"Haha, as a senior, you can do this kind of thing, and you are not afraid of making the world laugh and lose your teeth, then again, how are you really Xiao Jiansheng and not others?"

"Yesterday, there was a Jianghu Order appeared on Xuanwu Street, if it was our people, they would definitely meet, since there was no meeting, it is very likely that the people we sent out were killed by Xiao Jiansheng, he robbed the Jianghu Order, but he didn't know that the Jianghu Order sealed a code for our contact. ”

"That's very good, I think that Xiao Jiansheng is not far from death this time, where should we find him next?"

A young man in his early twenties picked up a broken dead grass from the ground, rubbed it in his hand for a while, and sneered: "There is a place he will definitely go, not far from Zhongjing City." ”

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The once glorious Qingyun Temple was completely reduced to ruins with the catastrophe.

Time back to a year ago, there is still incense here constantly, a "pure and inactive" plaque makes how many pilgrims take it as a lifetime of long-cherished wishes, hundreds of Taoist temples stand in a forest, the people who are pure and cultivate are endless, even the emperor of the Zhao family is also a frequent visitor here, extremely pious, however, now looking from afar, only see a piece of cyan ruins, it is really sighing.

When the sun was three poles, Xiao Jiansheng, who was wearing a black robe, looked at this ruin from a distance, and let out a long sigh, he couldn't imagine what kind of remnant scene it was at that time, how many Qingyunguan disciples were angry for the people in power, and lost their lives, he didn't dare to imagine how many unjust souls were buried under this ruin.

The autumn after the rain was exceptionally cold, but Xiao Jiansheng's heart was even colder.

Xiao Jiansheng walked towards the ruins with a blank face.

Suddenly, a gust of wind wrapped in weeds and fallen leaves came from afar, quickly gathering on the ruins, forming a tornado that shook the shattered tiles of the ground and clanged.

Xiao Jiansheng didn't believe that there were ghosts in this world, but he wanted to have them at this time, he hoped that this gust of wind would blow wilder, and it would be better to bury this dynasty together.

Xiao Jiansheng stepped over the broken wall, stopped under a ruin similar to a drum tower, slammed his knees on a few broken green bricks, and then carefully took out the incense candles in his arms, lit them one by one, knocked the heads of the three bangbangs very solemnly, and inserted the incense candles into a crack in the ground with trembling hands.

The green smoke of the incense candles curled up, and the incense was blown by the wind.

Xiao Jiansheng got up slowly, walking around the ruins at will, he seemed to be able to hear the voice under the ruins, and he responded in a low voice: "I, Xiao Jiansheng, know that you died very unjustly, and you all hate me, a person in troubled times, but there is no killing in this world that does not require a price, so I will not let you die in vain." ”

Under a broken wall that has not completely fallen, Xiao Jiansheng untied a narrow package that pointed obliquely to the sky with his backhand, the package was very long, more than six feet, Xiao Jiansheng frowned, and untied the package flat on top of the rubble, layer by layer, when there was still the last layer, Xiao Jiansheng hesitated, and lifted the black cloth away, revealing a dark spear, the spear actually has no conspicuous place from beginning to end, and the spear edge is not sharp, even a little blunt, at first glance, it can be said that it is an ordinary spear, but if you look closely, you will find that the spear head has nine spear blades, extremely complex, hollow inside, inlaid with a colorful round bead。

In addition, this gun also has a feature, it can be continued, a total of nine sections, if the gun head gun barrel is all connected completely, the whole rod is more than three zhang long, and the weight is more than 1,000 catties.

Xiao Jiansheng squatted down, rubbing his hands carefully against the Nine Turns of Tianyue, he closed his eyes, quietly felt the delicacy and coldness on the barrel of the gun, grabbed it and weighed it, and he couldn't put it down, but he didn't sit in it for too long, quickly packed up the package, and then turned his head with a sneer, stared at the four cold figures across the wall for a few breaths, and slowly walked out of the ruins.

Although the other four are not very old, I don't know if it's because of their clothing, giving people a very domineering momentum, especially the young man in the back, who is white and clean, with sword eyebrows and long eyes, and an indescribable scholarly temperament in his coercion, his eyes are as deep as water, as if he can penetrate all nothingness.

Xiao Jiansheng sneered secretly, this may be the beautiful man that people often say.

The other three are also good-looking, but they seem to be standing on the wrong side of each other, and when they compare with the beautiful man, they make a judgment.

In fact, one of the men, Xiao Jiansheng, had already seen it yesterday, and it was Lu Sixian, who was arrogant in the restaurant.

None of the five spoke, and the atmosphere seemed very dull, and after a few breaths, some of the four on the other side began to quietly pull their blades.

At this moment, the man who looked very beautiful took the lead in breaking the deadlock and said: "Wuji Palace, Xiao Jiansheng, you surprised Yan very much, but this is very in line with your character, I didn't plan to meet so soon, but Yan still underestimated your courage." ”

Yan, naturally, is Yan Yici, the other party's appearance, approachable and a bit aggressive tone when speaking, plus the self-proclaimed Yan, Xiao Jiansheng no longer needs to be confirmed.

Yan Yici, a new rookie on the martial arts list, is also the champion of this World Heroes Club, and there is a more remarkable identity, the future fiancé of Zhao Lingxue, the little princess of the Fengtian Dynasty, and the concubine of the Fengtian Dynasty, these identities are superimposed, and it is normal for Xiao Jiansheng to be a little uncomfortable.

Especially in the last layer of identity, Xiao Jiansheng has an indescribable awkwardness when facing Yan Yici, as if he is an innate natural enemy.

Yan Yici didn't rush to make a move, he looked at Xiao Jiansheng unfinished, and he had a feeling of hating each other, maybe this was the arrogance of the cultivators, and it had nothing to do with friend or foe.

Xiao Jiansheng froze, and said with a faint smile: "The four major families of the Western Wilderness, the son and brother of the Yan family, are really not ordinary people, no wonder they can be taken by Zhao Lingxue, however, what makes Xiao even more curious is that you have more eyes and ears than Xiao imagined, and I was going to do this secretly, I have to say, I am disappointed by your appearance." ”

Lu Sixian suddenly shouted at Xiao Jiansheng: "The thief surnamed Xiao, please pay attention to your words when you speak, the one standing in front of you now is the future Fengtian Dynasty's concubine, and it is cheap enough for you not to kneel." ”

"Thief?" Xiao Jiansheng was quite displeased, but he still chuckled, looked at Lu Sixian and said: "If Xiao is not mistaken, yesterday when you were eating at the hero's stew, you also said that although Yan Yici is a long talent, in fact, it is just a good skin, it is that Zhao Lingxue is blind to meet him, if you talk about real skills, you are not worthy of lifting your shoes, Xiao Mou doesn't know if you are drunk or ......"

"Nonsense!" Lu Sixian's face changed in an instant, and his voice rose again: "What kind of identity is Lu, how have you ever been to such a small place to eat?"

Lu Sixian looked at Yan Yici anxiously, Yan Yici waved his hand casually, and his red face gradually eased.

Xiao Jiansheng sneered: "Dare to say it, I don't dare to admit it, it seems to have nothing to do with identity, since you have some identity, why do you still hold your tail and be a man?"

Just when Lu Sixian was furious, Yan Yici suddenly sneered: "Xiao Jiansheng, it doesn't seem that this is a place to chat, and we are not here to quarrel with you, Wu Bang has always acted above board, even if he kills you today, he will not rely on people to bully you." ”

Yan Yici paused slightly, and made a please: "Let Yan Mou see the true skills of your Wuji Palace, I hope you can make Yan Mou regret it once." ”

While the other three people retreated, they looked at Xiao Jiansheng and smiled.

Xiao Jiansheng nodded lightly, said a good word, and reached into the air with one hand, Nine Turns Tianyue came with a dashing sound, and fell into Xiao Jiansheng's hands steadily.

Xiao Jiansheng also made a gesture of please.