The red sun is rising, and the smoke curls in the city of Nanliang.

After Yang Xiaotang, under the rising smoke, An Qisheng pinched a letter in his hand and frowned slightly:

"Qin Tianjian's people are gone? How could it be such a coincidence? ”

This letter is the information that Bai Xian'er has collected through the intelligence channels of the Great Sun Demon Sect.

If it weren't for the fact that he had cast the Soul Snatching Dafa on Bai Xian'er a few times before and after to confirm that he controlled her 100%, I was afraid that he would have thought it was fake at this time.

What is the conspiracy of these six doors?

He was a little wary in his heart.

"Dongmen Ruo and Zhao Yanyan were both cut off two fingers by themselves......."

An Qisheng's eyes flickered.

It's just that he has been with him for half a day, and the disciples of the big sects will be affected, which makes him have a new understanding of the six gates or the domineering of the Dafeng Imperial Court.

Thinking about it, An Qisheng's heart moved, and the raft in his hand had turned into powder and fell into the dust.

"Old Daoist, I'm here to eat again."

In the distance, Yun Dongliu's voice came.

An Qisheng looked up, and Yun Dongliu walked into the backyard with a wine jug.

"Yun Daxia got up very early today."

An Qisheng smiled slightly.

In the past few days, Yun Dongliu has been searching for traces of the people of the Demon Sect in Nanliang City at night, but it is rare to get up so early.

"Things are almost done, so naturally I get up early."

Yun Dongliu put down the flask and smiled slightly, in a very good mood.

Anqisheng naturally knew it.

Nanliang City is not big, and in the past few days, except for Bai Xian'er, who has long since retreated, almost all of the Demon Sect strongholds in Nanliang City have been uprooted by Yundongliu.

On the stone table, the two of them drank a few glasses together.

An Qisheng slowly spoke:

"Yun Daxia, I want to go far away, these two little guys at home, I have to let you take care of one or two."

"Dao Chief, this is?"

Yun Dongliu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"In the past few days, I would like to thank Yun Daxia for sending those people who are picking provocations for me."

An Qisheng sighed softly.

There are some things that can't be hidden from everyone.

These days, all the people who came for the soul snatching demon skill, after a period of aimless searching, still set their eyes on him.

Kong San's practice of seizing the spirit of the demon has been known to many people.

Naturally, he, the only survivor, is eye-catching.

No way, who let him live?

However, he didn't care.

It is enough to have these extra months of cultivation time.

A truly ordinary life can never be achieved by evading, and although he has no intention of making enemies with anyone, he doesn't mind sending them on his way in advance if anyone comes to make trouble.

In the original trajectory, Kong San was still able to fight his way out of the encirclement, but he didn't know much stronger than Kong San at this time, how could he really be afraid?

"Dao Chief, this is a misunderstanding."

Yun Dongliu held the wine glass and shook it gently:

"Although those people are lustful, they shouldn't just die like this in the end, Yun someone stopped them for not to be the Taoist chief you."

He who had seen An Qisheng's move, naturally knew that it was all the martial arts people in Nanliang City here.

Most of the time, there is only one possibility of being killed by this ordinary old Taoist priest in front of him and leaving calmly.

"Yun Daxia is honest enough."

An Qisheng smiled before he said:

"Since Yun Daxia already knows something, Lao Dao will not hide it, Kong San, I killed him, and the Spirit Snatching Demon Skill is also on me."

Click~

Yun Dongliu shook his wrist and crushed the wine glass.

Even if he had already guessed, his heart was still shaking at this time.

The person sought by thousands of martial arts people is actually right in front of their eyes?

"Does Yun Daxia want to do it with me?"

An Qisheng looked at Yun Dongliu with a smile.

"Except for the people of the Demon Sect, Yun's knife never comes out lightly."

Yun Dongliu looked at An Qisheng with a solemn face:

"Dao Chief, I have three questions."

An Qisheng waved his hand: "Excuse me." ”

"First question, has the Taoist ever killed innocents?"

Yun Dongliu lowered his eyebrows.

An Qisheng thought about it, in his past and present lives, he had never killed an innocent: "No." ”

"Second question, can the Dao Master enter the Six Hell Demon Sect?"

Yundong's eyes flashed.

"Lao Dao is alone, and he doesn't enter any sect."

Anderson replied more neatly.

Whether it was in his previous life or in his present life, Xuanxing or Jiufu Realm, he had never joined any sect organization.

"Third Question......

Yun Dongliu soothed, picked up the wine jug and took a sip:

"You and I are only a few days, why did the Taoist entrust the two little ones to me?"

An Qisheng smiled slightly, especially sincerely:

"Because you're a good person."

After coming to the Jiufu Realm for a few months, apart from the two little guys, the only person he really trusted was Yun Dongliu.

Even Bai Xian'er, who had already been used by him to perform the Soul Snatching Dafa, was not as trustworthy as Yun Dongliu.

Because, this is a really good person.

At least, in the first half of his life, he was a well-deserved good person.

"Good guy ......."

Yun Dongliu chewed it again, and a trace of sigh rose in his heart.

I only felt that the old Taoist priest in front of him, who had only been dating for a few days, understood him very well.

Call~

He stood up at once, clenched his fists, and said calmly:

"Life is here, people are here."

"Good!"

An Qisheng raised his head and drank the wine.

The cup fell, and the person was gone.

........

Seven rounds of red moon shine in the sky, and the night is black and red, indescribably weird and gorgeous.

On the official road in the night, a carriage traveled alone.

"Ahem!"

In the carriage, Huang Fu's face was pale, he coughed lightly twice, and blood spread at the corners of his mouth.

He really cut off his heart, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hide a big master like Xue Chaoyang at all.

However, at this time, although he had angina pectoris and fatigue, Huang Fu's heart was very stable.

Although the price paid was great, it was finally freed from the land of right and wrong.

"Your Excellency, are you awake?"

The middle-aged man who was driving the car breathed a sigh of relief slightly: "You are still too risky, if you are not careful, you will commit suicide." ”

"If it's someone else, naturally you can't grasp this degree, but who is your family?"

Huang Fu struggled to get up and meditate, and after swallowing a pill, a trace of blood returned to his face:

"Eleven years ago, I Huang escaped this catastrophe in this way."

"Why do you bother? With Lord Xue here, what kind of danger can a demon who has not yet become a climate have? ”

The coachman shook his head slightly.

Although he has followed Huang Fu for many years, he still does not understand the caution of his own adults.

Neither is prudence.

"You know what?"

Huang Fu slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the angina pectoris eased slightly:

"You and I have been learning from Shizun since childhood, although you didn't know how to do qi art and failed to become a disciple of Shizun, but do you still know about your senior brothers?

My qualifications are not as good as those of my brothers, and my appearance does not make my teachers happy, how can I get to this point?

Isn't it because I'm cautious enough? ”

"If you go back this time, I'm afraid the prison master won't be able to spare you! Eleven years ago, the warden hung you up and beat you for ten days and nights, and you forgot? ”

The coachman shook his head.

"Stay up!"

Huang Fu's face twitched, his heart and liver ached, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood:

"You don't want to think about it, if you weren't assigned to this master by your master, how would you be alive today?"

"You're right, you're right."

The coachman sighed:

"If you're the only one who gets hanged, I don't think it matters."

"You don't understand."

Huang Fu took a deep breath, and the true qi in his body surged and supported the broken heart vein:

"The king is too impatient, and in recent years, the master has been depressed all day long, just because of the disagreement with the king. After the defeat of the Nantian Mountain Society, which was supposed to draw the Three Kingdoms, the king had already changed.......

He wants to be fast, but there are some things that should be a plan for a thousand years, and he should have laid the foundation for future generations, but he wants a plan for a thousand years to be made in one day........"

Huang Fu was very worried.

Dafeng's steps are too big, and the problem is not just martial arts.

The princes above the court, many feudal officials, countless squires and landlords, and even Dafeng's millions of elite troops that dominate the world are the problems that Dafeng really needs to face.

In recent years, the wind and rain have been smooth, there are no foreign enemies to detain the pass, and many people have starved to death in this harvest year.

Dafeng, Dafeng.......

The coachman listened silently, and flicked his whip to urge the horses.

He is the only one in the world who knows that Huang Fu is not really a useless person, on the contrary, his vision and qi technique are truly the true inheritance of Han Wei Palace, the master of the Qintian Prison.

Otherwise, just by being cowardly, can you survive in the midst of great wars again and again?

It's a pity that he is too cautious, except for his master Han Weigong, only he has heard these words.

Huang Fu babbled for a long time before he sighed again:

"Jinyiwei, Dongchang, Six Doors have been powerful in recent years, and their actions have become more and more fierce, even if they can find a reasonable reason, sooner or later they will still arouse the anger of .......the martial arts public."

"You may not know that Xue Chaoyang's slow devouring action is brewing........"

Until now, Huang Fu can't believe it.

Xue Chaoyang was so bold that he blatantly harmed martial arts people.

Has he forgotten what those martial arts people relied on to obtain their status?

Huangjue Temple, Extreme God Sect, Moon Worship Villa, Zhengang Dao, Great Dragon Gate, Six Hell Demon Sect These major sects are all in charge of the top great masters on the weapon spectrum.

In addition, there are also a lot of masters in the major sects such as the Chivalrous Gate, the Beggar Gang, the Twelve Consecutive Docks, the Jade Cicada Nunnery, the Sword Shrine and so on.

It is completely possible to attack it in groups, not to mention overthrowing the imperial court, and killing the officials of many cities!

At that time, foreign enemies will come to attack, and the imperial court decrees will not be able to leave Kyoto!

"Your Excellency, you missed something."

The coachman interrupted him suddenly: "Do you think that the king did not think about this?" Perhaps, the court has hole cards that adults don't understand. ”

"I hope so......."

Huang Fu didn't say anything more, closed his eyes and repaired the broken heart.

He cut off his heart this time, not only to escape from the land of right and wrong, but also to express his disapproval of Xue Chaoyang's action.

"Phew~"

At this moment, the coachman suddenly stopped the carriage.

He looked up, and saw a man standing on the official road not far away, with his hands in his hands, and the night wind blew his wide clothes.

It seems to have been waiting for a long time.

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