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The middle-aged scholar was hesitating.

Along the way, they followed the marks left by Murong Hao to find this place.

The mark also ends there, disappearing.

Whether it is Xinghuan's words or Xia Xiaojian's words, he will not believe it.

It's just that even if you don't believe it, what can you do?

He had also heard of the prestige of the Ten Thousand Swords Temple.

Whether it was the sword control technique or the palm technique of killing people in the air, he didn't want to face it.

Why the Ten Thousand Swords Temple exists so far, no one dares to move, there must be an unknown secret behind it.

He was not interested in this.

Sometimes, secrets often come with trouble.

Murong Hao's whereabouts are unknown, and they can't just leave.

Otherwise, there will be no way to explain it when I go back.

Xia Xiaojian suddenly sighed and said, "You should blame Ouyang Hua." ”

White Camel Lodge?

The middle-aged scholar was silent in thought.

Indeed, if it weren't for Ouyang Hua, Murong Hao would not be missing now.

It's just that if you trace back to the source, it is Murong Hao's fault.

After a while, the middle-aged scholar took the people away.

In the courtyard, Nangong Tiezhu suddenly said: "They won't give up." ”

Rooftops, countless long swords fell.

Xia Xiaojian stretched his waist and yawned, "There's nothing here." ”

Even if you don't give up, what can you do?

Nangong Tiezhu was silent.

It seems that this trouble should be put to an end for the time being.

However, another trouble is already on the horizon.

After a pause, Nangong Tiezhu said in a muffled voice: "Someone is going to do it." ”

Xia Xiaojian didn't care at all, and said tiredly: "Sleep." ”

It's too late, and it's time to rest.

Nangong Tiezhu didn't say anything more, turned around and left.

Xia Xiaojian walked towards Xinghuan and hesitated, "Why did you kill him?" ”

Why?

Xinghuan thought for a while and said with a smile: "In order to live longer." ”

Xia Xiaojian was silent for a moment and said, "The night is cool." ”

Xinghuan said: "Yes." ”

Xia Xiaojian left, and the courtyard suddenly fell silent.

On the recliner, Xinghuan looked at the bright moon and stars in a daze, and the wine in his mouth continued.

The weather is cool and the nights are long.

The autumn breeze caresses by from time to time, leaving no trace.

Xinghuan enjoyed the tranquility and calm at the moment.

He likes to be so lonely, to be lonely.

Perhaps, just don't hate it......

In the dark woods, the middle-aged scholar stopped under an old tree.

This is where the last mark disappears.

If Xinghuan was here, he would find that this was the place where he stunned Murong Hao yesterday.

"Big brother, are we going back like this?"

The one who spoke was a big man who looked very fierce and vicious, and carried an axe in each hand.

The middle-aged scholar stroked the marks on the trunk of the tree and muttered, "Little Liu, you go to explore in the middle of the night." ”

In the darkness, a young man with a sharp beak and a monkey's cheek scurried up to a tree at some point.

Hearing this, the young man replied in a hoarse voice: "Okay." ”

The footsteps gradually faded away, and on the old tree, Xiao Liu lay leisurely on the trunk, closing his eyes and recuperating.

There was only the sound of the wind around, and it was very quiet.

Time passes slowly.

In the second half of the night, Xinghuan was still looking at the bright moon and stars in the night sky.

The difference is that there is an extra string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

The Buddha beads are the ones of the Ming Zhen monk, and the effect is very good.

Bodhi: Buddha beads

Effect: After wearing, it can calm the mind, concentrate and nourish qi.

His fingers slowly flicked the Buddha beads, and Xinghuan felt at peace in his heart.

Everything seemed to whisper in his ear, telling something......

Someone's coming!

Xinghuan flicked the fingers of the Buddha beads, as if he didn't realize it, and let someone break in.

Breaking into other people's residences at night, no one will enter through the main entrance, so Xiaoliu didn't see Xinghuan.

After a long time, Xiao Liu returned to the courtyard with a solemn expression.

Things went surprisingly well, and no one came out to stop him.

But no, nothing.

No markings, no traces.

Murong Hao is not here.

With a sweep of his eyes, Xiao Liu suddenly paused, and his expression under the scarf was very stunned.

Someone!

It's the woman.

However, the other party seems to be asleep.

After hesitating, he cautiously walked to the recliner.

Of course, Xinghuan didn't fall asleep, he just didn't move.

Like now, he moved, raised the flask and took a sip of his wine.

Xiao Liu's reaction was very fast, really fast.

Like an arrow from the Xuan, its figure suddenly retreated.

Ten steps away, Xiao Liu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled out the soft sword wrapped around his waist, guarding against it.

Xinghuan was speechless for a moment, looked sideways slightly, and said, "Finished looking?" ”

Xiao Liu nodded subconsciously.

Xinghuan said: "What did you find?" ”

Xiao Liu shook his head.

Xinghuan thought for a while and said, "Sit down and talk for a while." ”

Xiao Liu tightened the soft sword in his hand and said in a low voice, "Don't bother." ”

Xinghuan smiled and said, "It's rude to break into someone else's residence at night. ”

Xiao Liu said cautiously: "What does the girl want?" ”

Xinghuan said: "Answer me a few questions. ”

On the roof, several long swords floated slowly.

If you don't agree, you can't go?

Xiao Liu glanced at the several long swords surrounding him and said, "Excuse me." ”

Xinghuan's slender fingers slowly flicked the Buddha beads, and said indifferently: "Let's talk about the nearest rivers and lakes." ”

Xiao Liu was silent for a moment and said, "What does the girl want to know?" ”

Xinghuan said: "Feel free." ”

Xiao Liu thought for a while and said, "Xiao Li's flying knife heir is dead. ”

Xinghuan listened quietly.

"However, some people think that they are not dead."

"Many famous factions have issued bounty orders for it......"

"Qingcheng sent He Shan, for some reason, he suddenly went crazy and looked for Xinghuan......"

"It is said that someone found Xinghuan's body at the foot of Mount Emei......"

"The world will be born, Pai Yun Palm, Wind God Legs, Tianshuang Fist ......"

"The Loose Sect flamboyed Emei and was defeated by the new head Jing Hui Shitai with the Heavenly Sword......"

"Fu Qingyi defeated the Demon Sect Elder and became the first person recognized among the younger generation of the rivers and lakes after Xinghuan......"

“……”

When it was slightly light, Xiao Liu finally stopped.

He's racked his brains, he's said everything he needs to say, and now, he just wants to drink saliva.

Xinghuan waved his hand, and several long swords returned to the roof.

Xiao Liu paused and slowly withdrew from the Taoist temple.

The door of the temple has been wide open since it was destroyed.

Xia Xiaojian didn't even remove the weeds around the Taoist Temple, so how could he pay attention to a broken door.

The morning sun is rising, and everything is recovering.

Heaven and earth intersect, the sun and the moon alternate.

Xinghuan was silent, thinking.

The wine was empty, and he always felt that something was missing.

Why did He Shan look for him?

Could it be that Yan Rong's body had another accident?

Zhang Yang, Fu Qingyi......

The most important thing is the bounty! Why put a bounty on him?

The man just now said that there are many big sects, whether they have hatred or not, they are looking for him.

It seems that he is more troublesome after he dies.

So, what did those people look for him, and for what?

Xinghuan was puzzled.

Come to think of it, there is nothing in him that deserves to be cared about by those people......

The moment of the alternation of the sun and the moon is also the time of the day when the energy of yin and yang exists.

Inexplicably, Xinghuan couldn't help coughing, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The cold poison and fire poison in the body have grown a little stronger.

Seven seven forty-nine days!

If he continues to grow at this rate, he may not be able to hold out for that day.

wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth casually, and Xinghuan was thoughtful.

The art of immortality!