Dadu Ning'an Street

Mu Xingji and Mo Xie Wenxuan walked side by side in the street, and at this moment, the whole street was shrouded in night, and their eyes were full of gloom.

"The group of people who were entangled outside the city before seemed to be stragglers, but they were actually minions of the imperial court, and I had a hunch that Takiri would be in danger."

Mu Xingji was violently uneasy.

When the two of them arrived in Dadu, they fought with dozens of disguised people from the rivers and lakes, and after breaking through the siege, they entered Dadu before the city gate was closed.

"Don't worry, we'll find her right away, it's going to be too late." Mo Xie Wenxuan was also anxious, but now they had to be extremely vigilant, "This street is too deserted, so abnormal, I'm afraid there will be a tough battle coming." ”

Suddenly, there was a roar in the air, Xiao Feng took off and fell, and a person stood in front of the two of them, holding a knife in his jaw, and said coldly:

"You guessed it, I'm waiting a long time."

Mu Xingji stepped forward:

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The man was dressed in green clothes, raised his hand and slowly brushed the long knife that shimmered with cold light:

"If you don't change your name, you can't change your surname, Nansu." The sound is chilling.

"I didn't expect Qi Lianhui to become an eagle dog in the DPRK."

Mu Xingji's heart was shocked, this person was actually Nansu, the head of the Qilian Association that crisscrossed the rivers and lakes.

"If my father is alive, I am afraid that we will be ordered to be honored as Uncle Nan, and now it seems that there is no need."

Mo Xie Wenxuan and Mu Xingji glanced at each other and laughed at themselves, their tones full of contempt.

"Is the head of Mo Xie deceased? That's it, there is always one death. Thirty years ago, I was taught by Liao Jiu's predecessors in Yuzhou Mansion with him, and I have been deeply impressed by the swordsmanship and practice experience. For decades, today, as his descendant disciples, you will come to pick me up a few tricks, and it is not too late to say more. ”

Nan Su sneered, a flying body, the vertical knife condescendingly attacked, his figure was like an open net, overwhelming, the speed can be described as lightning.

Seeing that Nansu was extremely approaching, when there was no room for delay, the two drew their swords together to confront each other.

If you don't say that Nansu is the head of a faction, although he is over fifty years old, he is agile and has strong internal skills, a long knife "splitting Tianchi alone", "anti-Yi knife method", and the tricks are desperate, as if he is the one who has a blood vendetta to revenge, which makes the two of them feel quite difficult.

Mu Xingji thought to himself, if he didn't do his best, he might have to fold in his hand tonight, so he made a move "White Rainbow Through the Sun", and attacked his right first.

Mo Xie Wenxuan didn't dare to slack off at all, held his breath and concentrated, and attacked it again with the "mountains and mountains", and the two of them had the potential to break the cauldron and sink the boat.

Nan Su was one against two, his face was very relaxed, but the knife in his hand was extremely vigilant.

After a while, the pavilions and corridors of the entire street were destroyed and shattered by the three of them.

Twenty moves had passed in the blink of an eye, and only a sad voice shouted:

"The master ordered Mr. Nan to fight quickly."

This voice Mu Xingji and Mo Xie Wenxuan both recognized, it was the voice of one of the three ghosts of the Leaving Death, they were looking for prestige, and it was the Three Ghosts of the Death Standing on the roof.

"Oh no, he's here to help again."

Mo Xie Wenxuan said in his heart.

At this time, Mu Xingji leaned over and turned his back to Mo Xie Wenxuan to prevent someone from sneaking up.

"Sure enough, we are going to lose the faces of the old head of Qi Lianhui Wen Xu and Mr. Zizhan! In this way, the crowd is outnumbered, chasing and intercepting, because he wants to laugh the people in the rivers and lakes to death. ”

The sound in the air was clear and empty, accompanied by his floating figure in the middle of the street, like a fairy and mist.

The three people in the fight, along with the three on the roof, looked together at the place where the people had settled.

In the night breeze, Zhu Dingfei's black eyes were clear, green silk hunting, and he stared at everyone ethereally, like a god.

Mu Xingji and Mo Xiwen looked at each other, only to hear the hidden mystery in the other party's words, temporarily withdrew their swords and guarded, stood still, and breathed a little.

And Zhu Dingfei's words really shocked Nan Su's heart, everyone in the world knows that the late old head of Qi Lianhui is his father Nanyue Tower, and few people know that the head of Nanyue Tower is his cousin Wen Xuchan.

This Wen Xu is a light worker, eloquent, and resourceful, just because of a big problem in his body, congenital heart defects, jealousy of talents, unable to take care of the affairs of the association, and passed the position of head to his cousin at a young age, and Nanyuelou was just a mediocre person, mediocre in martial arts, narrow-minded, and only able to deal with Qi Lianhui.

Therefore, everyone in the world only knows the head of the south and does not know the head of the Wen.

Nan Su was puzzled in his heart, he stood up with his sword, and looked at the person in front of him, seeing that he was only in his early twenties, how could he know so much about the internal origin of Qilianhui?

The last time the three ghosts came to the Shan Temple, they were just caught in the way of Zhu Dingfei and Du Hanyi, and they were avoiding it, and now they heard him mention Mr. Zizhan, and they were even more ashamed.

It turned out that Mr. Zizhan, who left the Three Ghost Divisions of the Western Regions, was also a disciple of the famous family, but because they secretly practiced forbidden arts, they were expelled from the division by Mr. Zizhan, and since then they have not dared to mention the name of Liujinmen, and tonight like this, he was really slapped in the face loudly.

"Why do you dare to mention my Fourth Uncle Wen."

Nan Su was furious.

"Since you have set foot in the Kyoto dispute, you should know that this injustice in the world can be talked about by everyone in the world, why can't you say it."

Zhu Dingfei's voice is calm, like a strong wind.

"Take me first."

Nan Su was pierced by him, and naturally refused to give up, and a double thunder palm struck fiercely.

Zhu Dingfei was not in a hurry or slow, staring with a light smile, his right hand behind him, and his left hand was awe-inspiring, as if drawing a bend in mid-air, which instantly illuminated the night.

Others only felt that he was like a flying immortal outside the world, spotless.

I only heard Nan Su's "ah", staggered a few steps to stand still, and exclaimed:

"Come to the temple to transform the gods! You...... Who are you? After speaking, his face turned pale.

Leaving the three ghosts timidly replied:

"Master Nan, this is the king of banquets."

After speaking, he quickly disappeared into the night.

After listening to the end of the sentence, Nan Su stood in place, staring at Zhu Dingfei who had not moved at all on the opposite side as if he had not woken up from a big dream.

Also shocked on the spot were Mu Xingji and Mo Xie Wenxuan, they never thought that Zhu Dingfei's internal strength was so mellow, and he had reached the peak of the realm.

Zhu Dingfei walked straight to Mu Xingji and the others, in the night, his handsome face was as cold as broken ice, and his voice was as quiet as the sea:

"Where's Takiri?"

"You don't know her whereabouts?"

Mu Xingji heard this question, and his thoughts were confused.

"I've been looking for her for a day."

Zhu Dingfei retracted his gaze and stood facing the street.

"You don't have to look for her anymore."

Mu Xingji put away his sword and calmly and calmly.

"What did you say?"

Zhu Dingfei's eyes are still clear.

"You understand, why didn't she let you find the reason."

Mu Xingji met Zhu Dingfei's eyes, only to see that his eyes were as deep as the bottom of the sea, boundless, and he couldn't guess if he wanted to. Then don't let him get close to Mo Xie Takili again, this is the only thing Mu Xingji thinks about at the moment! Because, tonight, I only know what the banquet king Zhu Dingfei is--- the wind and clouds are surging, earth-shattering, and the quiet is silent, cold and frosty.

The corners of Zhu Dingfei's mouth raised slightly, and there was no gloom on his face:

"Well, welcome to Kyoto." After finishing speaking, he flew into the confusion and moonlight.

"Why did you save us?"

Mu Xingji roared into the night sky.

Mo Xie Wenxuan also looked up at the sky, and couldn't help but sigh for a moment in his heart, and then looked back at Nan Su, who was still standing in place, his face was pale, and he was stunned......

Mu Xingji and Mo Xie Wenxuan's catastrophe tonight is over.

Inkstone is not inkstone

Jin He supported the last of his strength, helped the injured Bai Mingruoxu, and returned to the painting boat, at this time the painting boat was already empty, and he was annoyed:

"Who is it that harms the people in my painting boat with such despicable means?"

The reason is that this morning, a ship with the word "land" docked, Jin He and Bai Mingruoxu went to pick up the boat, and as soon as they stepped into the boat, they instantly killed the number one hundred and ten killers in all directions, all of them were violent.

Jin He and Bai Mingruo suddenly realized that they had been ambushed, and the two fought to the end to fight a bloody way, escaped, and quietly returned to the painting boat to check.

"The one who fought with us just now, the Akiyama Gate, the Evergreen Gang, who else will be there with all kinds of signs?"

Bai Mingruo's injury was not light, and he was secretive.

"The ghost is not gone! What is the mystery of this place of contact? ”

Jin He's eyes were like electricity, looking around, he quickly took down the contact map "Ten Thousand Miles of Flowing Clouds" and put it in his arms.

"We have fallen into the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, but we are afraid that the senior brothers of Pingwei will be more auspicious and less lucky, how can we do it now?" Bai Mingruo was anxious.

"These people tried their best to arrest Pingwei, Yunji, and Sunchu, just to let the senior brothers Mu who are in Dadu have some constraints, at present, the senior brothers of Pingwei have no worries about their lives, it will be difficult to say after a long time, let's rush to Dadu as soon as possible, and I will report to the master immediately."

Jin He told himself that he must be calm and not suffer the same loss again.

Suddenly, there was a noise in the corner of the wall, and Sunchu was covered with blood, and slowly crawled out of the corner:

"Senior Brother Jin, Sister Ruoxu ......"

"Sunchu!" Bai Ming was shocked.

Jin He took three steps and made two steps, and hurriedly helped Sun Chu:

"Sunchu, how are you?"

"The blue-shirted man has robbed Yun Ji, and Brother Mo Xie has also been caught, save them!"

Sun's first breath is like a gossamer.

"It's really a race! He shouldn't have been let go that day. ”

Bai Mingruoxu hurriedly bandaged Sun Chu's head, filled with righteous indignation.

"Sunchu, let's get out of here first, I promise to rescue them."

Jin He swore to himself.

Sun Chu nodded.

Bai Mingruo gently opened the corner of the cloud curtain and looked at the other side carefully:

"The two small boats docked on the left, their eyes are very bright, they are neatly armed with knives, and they are vigilant, I am afraid they are waiting for us, we must hurry."

"Your injuries can no longer ride horses, I will prepare a carriage and we will transfer to the vicinity of Ganzhou."

While speaking, Jin He had already helped Bai Ming Ruoxu and Sun Chu to cross some true qi, protect their injured hearts, and then help them up, and the three of them quickly left this dangerous place.

Muyu Villa

This is Concubine Yao's garden, located on the edge of Hongyu Lake outside the northern suburbs.

"Niangniang, it's now the third watch, why don't you go back to the palace to rest, your injuries haven't healed yet."

A middle-aged man with a medicine box was waiting respectfully in front of the carriage, and this person was Mr. Fei, a poison doctor in Xijiang.

"With Mr. Lao Fei with me, I can rest assured."

I got out of the carriage and walked straight to the door.

The quiet courtyard was heavily guarded, the candles in the east room were flickering, and the people lying on the beds were half-leaning on the head of the bed, looking sluggish.

"Dad, the fish is in the net, and we will close the net immediately, are you happy?"

My green Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, smiling.

Wu Muxiang's eyes widened, his whole body tensed, "Uh-huh, uh-huh" but he couldn't say a word.

Wu Lushu sat on the edge of the bed and said to himself:

"Dad, you want your daughter to be careful in everything, don't you, don't worry! You were abandoned by their martial arts, the meridians were broken, the disabled were silent, life is worse than death, you must hate it very much, you must want to kill them with your own hands, right? Don't worry, my daughter will help you with your shame. ”

Wu Muxiang's whole body couldn't move, he could only be wooden and weeping.

"Look at how full the moon is tonight! Soon, I'll send all of them to reunite with your brother-in-law, you see I'm still not ruthless enough to let them die with me. Ha ha! ”

She was laughing and crying, her eyes bloodshot and almost insane.

Wu Muxiang shook his head desperately, but it was meaningless at the moment...... Wu Lushu gently wiped away his tears:

"You can keep it in peace, by the way, I forgot to tell you, I met Mo Xie Takili, she dared to break into the palace alone to assassinate the emperor, we fought, she escaped! My injuries are all due to her, but she is not lightly injured, next time, I will definitely kill her! You see, if you don't get rid of the roots, your daughter will help you clean it up. ”

She glanced at him and continued:

"You married your mother and gave birth to me, but you have a thought in your heart, do you think I don't know, from the first time you saw Mo Xie Takili, I knew who you were thinking? It's her mother, right, it's Si Ying! "I roared.

Wumuxiang's face was frightened, and his whole body trembled, as if he was seeing a monster in front of him......

She stood up, took a deep breath, closed her eyes tightly, and for a long time, she was already smiling when she slowly opened her eyes:

"Mr. Fei will treat you well."

Mr. Fei, who was called, approached and took the pulse:

"Niangniang, the old gentleman is angry and unstable, I will immediately prescribe a few prescriptions for relief."

"There is labor." She turned around and looked at Wu Muxiang calmly, without a trace of expression, "You don't have to worry about anything, my daughter will go back." ”

Wu Mu Xiang closed his eyes in a dejected manner, and only an empty shell carrying the confessional soul remained.

Prime Minister's Office

Saishu sat on the main hall, looking around the characters of the rivers and lakes sitting in two columns on the left and right in the hall with a solemn face, and secretly considered it in his heart.

"Master Nan, how are your injuries?" Saishu asked.

"Prime Minister, this little injury is fine, it can be healed in three days." Nansu cautiously replied.

"Nan Zhangmen has deep internal strength, how could he be so seriously injured? It can be seen that this banquet king is extraordinary. Akiyamamon and the others discussed.

"Rest easy! The head of the south has worked hard this time, and he knows his true appearance. But we must remove the thorn in the eye of King Yan, otherwise it will inevitably lead to endless troubles. ”

Race is meaningful.

"When the king of the banquet comes out of the temple, I'm afraid it won't be so easy as the prime minister wishes."

Nan Su had to admit that there was a gap between heaven and earth between him and Zhu Dingfei.

"Laizenji Temple? It turned out to be Laizenji Temple! Could it be that he made it a magic skill? ”

The leader of the Evergreen Gang was taken aback.

"I'll tell you the truth, exactly."

Nan Su coughed violently, his left hand covering his chest, and his eyebrows and eyes were gloomy.

The hall was suddenly silent, and everyone was terrified when they talked about Laishan Temple.

"Everyone, this is exactly what I want to talk about today, the Transfiguration Divine Skill is powerful, but if the South Master joins forces with another master, he must be fearless!" Saishu suddenly came to light.

"Who is it?" Nansu was in high spirits.

The three ghosts in the hall, the Autumn Mountain Gate, the Evergreen Gang and others are also ready to move.

Saishu is full of confidence and eloquently:

"In order to make this martial arts grand occasion wonderful and meet the wishes of all parties who are proud of the martial arts and rise to the top, this phase will be sold first, and it will be revealed soon, and it will not disappoint you at that time. Moreover, no matter how powerful the banquet king is, no matter how cunning the Tianxia faction is, they are just flesh and blood, can they still be worthy of the emperor's thousands of Praetorian Guards and your hidden weapons? At present, I hope that the heroes of all walks of life will be calm and ready to go, and the day of our victory is not far away. ”

"For the sake of the minister, you should do your best."

The people in the hall said in unison.

Dadu Xing Prison Prison was beheaded

The sun is like fire, and noon is coming.

"Slash!" Ordered by the Supervisor of the Prison.

A sword flew out of the dense crowd, and the executioner died in the street, and the crowd began to be restless.

Mu Xingji and Mo Xie Wenxuan both landed in the air, standing majestically in the center of the prison platform, their eyes awe-inspiring.

"Is Wen Xuan you?"

The death row inmate, blindfolded by the black cloth, asked.

"Big brother, it's us here."

Mo Xiwen's words were gentle and firm.

Mo Xie Pingwei only nodded, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, a group of blue-shirted people fell beside the two of them, all with solemn faces, and the three ghosts led by them said gloomily:

"If you want to rob prisoners, it depends on whether you have the ability to do this!"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Mo Xie Wenxuan snorted lightly, and raised his sword upwards to attack the crowd.

At this time, a man in a yellow shirt suddenly floated on the city wall, he was about forty years old, medium build, and a pair of unusually bright eyes, and he only came to Mu Xingji without saying a word.

Mu Xingji felt that strong killing intent was rolling in, flew to dodge a sword, and looked back at the "Changhong Po" to attack head-on, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the center of the opponent's eyebrows.

The man in the yellow shirt was not in a hurry, bent backwards and flashed the blade of the sword, and then used his internal force to control the return sword and threw it in front of Mu Xingji's eyes, and let out a long roar:

"The Bright Lion Sword is a generation of famous swords, and it looks stubborn to use my trick to recruit the enemy you Changhong Po."

Mu Xingji hugged his hands up and down, drove the internal force to make the sword, raised his right hand, and steadily caught the brilliant lion sword that swirled back. Thinking in my heart: This person is good at sword moves and sword style disassembly! His heart tightened, and he became extremely cautious.

After the man in the yellow shirt finished speaking, he swung his sword again, this time with ten percent of his strength, Mu Xingji held his breath and concentrated, and the hand holding the sword trembled lightly because it was too hard.

With a "bang", the two swords collided, and a white light exploded, and the sword qi was shattered.

Mo Xiewen turned his head sharply to look over, only to see blood stains spilling from the corner of Mu Xingchen's mouth, he simply swept his horizontal sword in the air, and several blue-shirted people in front of him fell in response! Gu couldn't leave the three ghosts to chase closely, and rushed to Mu Xingji in a few steps, holding the latter with one hand:

"Starmark."

"No problem."

Mu Xingji looked at him, his eyes slightly curved.

"If you can catch my cloud sword, the future life will be good!"

The man in the yellow shirt stood ten steps away, bowing his head slightly, but his eyes were radiant.