"What do you mean by this?"

Wang Yan's face changed suddenly, it was not within the scope agreed in advance, Wang Yan had no intention of this from the beginning, even if he came with Xia He at the beginning, he was ready to stand on Yan Yuer's side to deal with Linghuqiu, and winning the competition to recruit relatives was just the identity of multiple violent raids, how could this old guy make such a ridiculous request when the situation changed?

Ling Huqiu's attitude towards Wang Yan seemed to have been expected, and he smiled mildly: "Don't worry, virtuous nephew, this is just an expedient measure." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As he spoke, Ling Huqiu looked at the Heaven Hatred Knife, and saw that the Heaven Hatred Knife's vicious face showed a hint of apology, and said, "The news I received here before was indeed that Yan Yu'er colluded with outsiders and was ready to forcibly seize the Book Sword Village. However, these outsiders secretly intended to use the contest between the three factions to plot misdeeds, stir up contradictions between the three factions, and then cause civil strife in Hengshui City. ”

The outsider in the mouth of the Sky Hatred Sword naturally refers to Yuntian City or the Black Water Thief, this time the competition of Shujian Zhuang is actually secretly divided into three undercurrents, the first is the competition between the three factions of the Cold Moon Sect, the Iron Fist Society and the Ghost Hand Sect; The second is the secret struggle between Cloud Sky City, the Black Water Thieves and Hengshui City due to the interests of the South River Valley; As for the third weight, it is likely to involve the third son, Gao Siyan.

Gao Lingyang, the city lord of Hengshui City, has a total of five sons under his knees, as the five sons come of age one by one, the trend of the five sons seizing the heirs has shown signs in recent years, and the Heavenly Sword thinks that it is likely that there are other sons or even several sons who want to assassinate Gao Siyan, and the detailed situation is that the Heavenly Sword did not say, and Wang Yan did not ask much, after all, this kind of thing is the most dangerous, but the more detailed you know, the more likely you are to be killed.

According to the prior agreement, Wang Yan did not participate in the third undercurrent at all, and only needed to help Shujianzhuang and Leng Yuezong win the contest with the other two factions, and then draw out Yan Yu'er's backhand, and then find Fang Boao in the chaotic battle and kill him to get a Yuan Xiucao and the reward of the famous sword falling into the sand, in addition, if Shujianzhuang is really in chaos, Wang Yan also needs to help guard Shujianzhuang within the scope of his ability, but this is not a mandatory requirement.

"Originally, the old man thought that as long as the Iron Fist Society and the Ghost Hand Gate were defeated, Yan Yuer would inevitably be unable to help but attract the back hand, but now it seems that this is not the case, so it is necessary to work hard to drive the virtuous nephew to continue to play this scene, this matter is very important, and now the situation is not a virtuous nephew, but please rest assured that once the matter here is over, the old man will definitely jointly inform the world with Brother Linghu that the virtuous nephew is in a hurry to obey the power rather than really marrying the second lady as his wife."

The words of the Hatred Sky Knife were sincere, and Ling Huqiu also nodded on the side, but Wang Yan was silent, he always felt that there was something wrong, and he could trust the Hatred Sky Knife, after all, the relationship between the four young ladies could not be faked, but Ling Huqiu...

"Virtuous nephew."

Seeing that Wang Yan did not respond, Huqiu's face became more anxious, and he grabbed Wang Yan's wrist and said: "If the virtuous nephew can't trust me, I can promise that after the virtuous nephew and the little girl worship the church, I will immediately hand over the famous sword to the virtuous nephew, and Brother Jin can be a witness to this matter, how about it?" ”

Speaking of this, Wang Yanzi can no longer refuse, after all, he is here for the famous sword falling into the sand, and now seeing that the famous sword is about to start, even if it is really a pit in front of him, he has to break through, not to mention the guarantee of the hate sword, but Wang Yan did not directly agree, but said: "I need to see the famous sword falling into the sand a priori, and then the head of the fox can hand over this sword to the Jin seniors for safekeeping, and after the passage of the worship hall is over, the Jin seniors will hand it over to me, how about it?" ”

Wang Yan's request was to confirm the identity of the middleman of the Heavenly Hatred Knife, Ling Huqiu didn't seem to expect Wang Yan to make such a request, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then he laughed and said: "The virtuous nephew still can't trust the old man, but it's okay to do so, I can trust Brother Jin, and you can also trust Brother Jin, so do it." ”

......

In a certain private room in the inner hall of the Danjian Building, Wang Yan, Xia He and the Heavenly Sword sat opposite each other, and the three of them were sipping fragrant tea while talking about something.

As a swordsman, Xia He rarely has this kind of opportunity to get along with other powerful swordsmen alone, so this guy seized the opportunity to ask for advice from the Hate Sky Knife repeatedly, and the Hate Sky Knife had some appreciation for Xia He, and as long as Xia He's question did not involve the core of the exercises, he knew everything, and after talking about it, Xia He only felt that he had benefited a lot, although Wang Yan did not know the way of the knife, but he also felt that he had gained a lot under the bypass. The three of them talked happily, especially Xia He couldn't wait for more time.

"Here we are."

The Sky Hatred Knife's ears moved, stopped talking, and before the words fell, the door of the elegant room was pushed open, and he saw Ling Huqiu walking in from the outside with a black iron box in his hand.

"Nephew, please take a look."

After Ling Huqiu put the iron box in his hand on the desk, he waved at Wang Yanyi, and then opened the machine on the iron box and opened the lid of the box, and saw a long sword full of cold light in the box.

"This sword is Luosha, created by the sword-casting master Xue Moli three hundred years ago, and its sword body is made of Shenyan iron as the main material, so there are occasionally a little faint yellow mangs in the silver light, just like the yellow sand falling, so it is named 'Luosha'."

As he spoke, Ling Huqiu took out the long sword with great care, and after pulling out a sword flower casually, he said: "This sword has a unique shape, the sword body, the sword grid, and the hilt are different from ordinary long swords..."

Following Ling Huqiu's words, Wang Yan's eyes were completely attracted by the long sword in his hand, as Ling Huqiu said, this falling sand was completely different from ordinary long swords.

Let's talk about the sword body first, although the sword body of this sword is generally more than three feet long and short like an ordinary long sword, the blades on both sides are extremely narrow, which not only makes the blade sharper, but also makes the whole sword look extremely narrow; The second is the sword grid, this sword does not have a sword grid, only between the hilt and the sword body there is a section of mahogany connected, the mahogany is engraved with two words, it is 'falling sand'; finally the hilt of this sword is also different from the ordinary long sword, the handle of the general long sword is a straight section, but a few inches long, and the hilt of this sword is slightly curved, nearly a foot long, but there are layers of white cloth wrapped on it but it is not possible to see what material the hilt is.

"Good sword!"

Wang Yan didn't know how to appreciate a famous sword, but he could also see that this sword was extraordinary, and he couldn't help but applaud when he was overjoyed, making Huqiu smile smugly when he saw this, and then handed the long sword to Wang Yan's hand, and said, "Can you give it a try?" ”

Wang Yan was not polite, took the sword is a sword in the air, only to listen to the chanting of the sword, the sword light passed through the air, under this casual sword, Wang Yan can feel the same sword move, this falling sand is used to be one or two points faster than the ordinary long sword, feeling this, Wang Yan was immediately overjoyed.

"True Name Sword!"

Wang Yan couldn't wait to practice a set of swordsmanship immediately, but the space in this elegant room was limited, not to mention that the Heavenly Sword and Linghu Qiu were still present, Wang Yan had to be restless in his heart, and finally put the falling sand back in the box, and then looked at Linghu Qiu and said: "How to act next, but according to the orders of the head of Linghu." ”

......

"The auspicious time has arrived, and the newcomers have entered."

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the night gradually opened, not waiting for the crescent moon on the horizon to hang on the branches, but the Shujian Village was noisy, in the noisy gongs and drums, the lights were bright and full of red yarn in front of the main hall of the Shujian Village, and the voice of the guest resounded throughout the small mirror mountain.

Between the echoes of the voice, Wang Yan, who was dressed in a big red wedding robe, slowly paced along the red carpet towards the main hall, and beside him, two maids supported the bride with the phoenix crown and the silk curtain followed step by step, and on both sides of the red carpet, the disciples of Shujianzhuang stood in two rows, like a queue to welcome relatives, such an arrangement was full of joy, but neither the groom nor the bride looked like the two who were about to get married.

Wang Yan walked up the steps with a blank face, and saw that the hall was already full of friends, Ling Huqiu sat in the first place in the hall, the third prince Gao Siyan and the Hatred Sky Sword were located in the upper left seat, and most of the other people Wang Yan didn't recognize, only knew that some of the people were representatives sent by Hengshui City, and some people were friends of Ling Huqiu, in addition, there were some people with other relationships, and Fang Boao was also in the hall, sitting at a table in the corner of the wall on the right.

"The bridegroom is here."

Seeing Wang Yan appear, there were immediately people in the hall who coaxed, although Wang Yan did not have the slightest joy on his face, but everyone was not surprised, almost everyone knew that this was not a simple wedding, and they could not be looked at in ordinary eyes.

But after all, it is a festive ceremony, so no one does not give face, as someone coaxes, more than 100 people in the hall are noisy, especially the most happy in the Xia River, Wang Yan glared at him hatefully, and entered the palace hand in hand with the bride.

There is nothing to say about the next thing, the groom and the bride and the bride are in front of Linghu Hill, and under the guidance of the Zhike, they are going to make a big salute, but the Zhike has a loud voice, and he tears his throat and says: "Bow to the high hall!" ”

Wang Yan's face showed some struggle, although he knew that it was a scene, but this big gift was real, he only felt that after a few bows, he seemed to have some kind of connection with the woman under the hijab opposite, so his body couldn't help but be a little stiff, and his movements were even more slow.

Seeing this, Xia He laughed and said, "My eldest brother is too nervous to get married for the first time, so I'll help him." ”

As he spoke, Xia He wanted to get up, but he didn't want to be at this moment, but there was a loud shout outside the main hall.

"Who dares to marry my junior sister?!"

Before the words fell, the people in the hall saw seven or eight figures rolling in from outside the hall, but the first person was a bearded man with a shawl, this person was dressed in a black robe, carrying a four-foot sword, and there were several scars on his left and right faces, making his face look particularly hideous and difficult to distinguish the age, but Linghuqiu was shocked when he saw this person: "You are... Luo Cheng?! ”