The autumn breeze is slightly cold.

The long street was quiet.

The dripping rain dripped down the eaves and fell to the ground, without a sound, and submerged into the dirt.

The chopsticks in Luo Ning's hand picked up a lock of noodles and never put them in his mouth, in this autumn wind and autumn rain, the noodles exuded a faint heat.

The old man smiled and said, "It's not poisonous. ”

Luo Ning put down his chopsticks and said softly, "I'm not hungry anymore." ”

Luo Ning began to look at the room, because it looked like it was many years old, and the old man himself did not know it at all.

The old man looked at him and smiled and said, "Have you ever heard of the Demon General?"

Luo Ning remembered the seventy-two demon generals under the Demon Lord, and the seventy-two demon generals were all characters who could stand alone, and the seventy-second ranked demon general alone had already forced the three of them into a desperate situation.

The old man smiled slightly, "I didn't expect you to come, nor did I expect Yi Shuihan to have an apprentice." ”

"The news spread so fast. ”

The old man said, "As early as the day you inherited Yi Shuihan's inheritance, the Demon Lord spread the news, and now you are all enemies in Ma Wei Pass. ”

Luo Ning smiled faintly, "But they didn't dare to strike first." ”

The old man's voice suddenly raised, "That's because they don't dare to offend Yi Shuihan! ”

Luo Ning said calmly, "Last night, I killed a Consciousness Spirit Realm. ”

The old man laughed, he looked at Luo Ning and laughed, "That's just a stunned young man who is not dead or alive." ”

Luo Ning looked at the old man and said, "If you kill me today, Yang Dingtian will avenge me." ”

The old man smiled slightly, "But I won't be afraid, after the fall of the Demon Sect, I opened a noodle shop business here, I should have died under Yi Shuihan's sword, but I survived." ”

Luo Ning asked, "And who are you?"

The old man replied, "The third demon general, Zhuang Wuxian. ”

......

Of the seventy-two demon generals under the Demon Lord, he ranked third.

looks like a gentle old man, but in fact he is a murderer without blinking.

What is the strength of his realm, Luo Ning doesn't know.

But at this point he was completely sleepy.

"So, you've been planning this for a long time?"

Zhuang Wuxian said calmly, "I've been here for a long time, and I've heard about you leaving Jianyuan, and all the cultivators in the world who have a grudge against Yi Shuihan want to kill you before you leave Ma Wei Pass. ”

Luo Ning pondered, "But I'm about to leave. ”

The old man smiled slightly, "But you can't do without it." ”

Luo Ning asked again, "How are you going to kill me?"

The old man smiled slightly and shook his own pair of slaps at Luo Ning.

When he was a demon general, he used a big knife in his hand, but later the three major sects besieged the demon sect, and the knife in his hand was cut off by Yi Shuihan's sword, and then he was abolished and cultivated.

He spent his days here like a year, thinking that he would never have a chance to take revenge, because his realm strength might not be able to catch up with Yi Shuihan in his life.

But then he heard that Yi Shuihan was missing, so even if he caught up with Yi Shuihan, there was no way to take revenge.

So he began to become decadent, until a few days ago, he heard that someone had inherited Yi Shuihan's sword and became the elder of the thirteenth mountain gate of Jianyuan.

He also felt desperate, because as long as that person stayed in the sword abyss, he could not be killed by himself no matter what.

So he heard that the elder of the Thirteen Mountain Gates had left Jianyuan and was going to the southern frontier.

He decided that his opportunity had come.

He was thinking about going there to find Luo Ning, but he didn't think of it, so.

At noon today, Luo Ning came to him to eat noodles by great coincidence.

He didn't know Luo Ning, but he recognized Jian Yuan's sword, the Lechuan Sword in Luo Ning's hand.

He recognized every sword in Jian Yuan.

The old man laughed, and the laughter spread far away, and then he looked at the bowl of noodles in front of Luo Ning, which was no longer steaming, and said calmly, "I have learned to make noodles over the years, and they are delicious." ”

Luo Ning looked at him with a smile.

There doesn't seem to be any hostility.

The wind outside gradually tightened, and then the bowl of noodles flew into the air with the soup.

The soup is filled with noodles that have been soaked and are a little thick.

Then the table was lifted, and almost instantly, Luo Ning's body took the chair and quickly backwards, trying to use the force of the rush to make a hole in the wall and escape.

Zhuang Wuxian looked at the sword light that split the table in front of him and came to him expressionlessly, stretched out his hands, and then split the sword light into pieces very calmly.

At the same time, Luo Ning's retreating body had already retreated to the wall with the chair under him.

According to his current state of cultivation, it would not be difficult to use his body to hit a hole in such a wall.

He knew that Li Fengliang's army was in the city, and as long as he left the street and attracted the attention of others, he could be saved.

But unlike what he thought, his body didn't crash through the hole in the wall and appeared on the long street.

The chair behind Luo Ning shattered instantly, and then he fell to the ground hard.

A cloud of dust.

Zhuang Wuji's voice came, "This is not a wooden wall...... It's an iron wall. ”

His voice was full of pride, as if he had expected such a day.

Luo Ning stood up in the dust, staggering and falling all over Venus.

He scolded angrily, "You have a mine, and you build a house with iron walls." ”

The young man raised his sword, and a sword intent like a long river instantly covered his whole body.

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