A wide avenue, galloping a carriage, the carriage is very large, and the person driving the carriage is dressed in white clothes and has a scholarly temperament.

"Driving...... Drive......! The sound of a carriage echoing in the air.

Wang also looked at the two people who should not have appeared in the carriage, and he had a headache.

These two have very thick skin, and they can't get rid of them, like dog skin plasters.

There were five people in the carriage, and the king sat alone on one side, with a grim countenance, and no one should approach.

Jiang Ruo and Ye Fuyi are very close to each other, there are always endless topics to talk about, and they have developed into best friends.

Jiang Ruo likes this development trend very much, and he is a mother's best friend, and there are few people in the world who can do it.

Xiao Han leaned lazily to the side, as if he had no bones, and looked at Jiang Ruo from time to time.

Xiao Han's posture has been in this position for a long time, and the afterglow is drifting around, Wuchen noticed this detail and observed it for a long time.

"Amitabha, what are you looking at!" Dustless gossip asked.

Xiao Han was slightly stunned, as embarrassed as if his mind had been punctured, and said with a wry smile: "I didn't see anything." ”

As soon as Wuchen saw Xiao Han's expression, he knew that he was lying, how could it be that no one was looking, he was obviously very concerned about Jiang Ruo.

If a dead duck has a hard mouth, you won't admit it.

"I see that you are very concerned about this girl named Jiang Ruo, and you have taken a fancy to others." The dust-free sound is soft.

Xiao Han was afraid that others would listen to him, so he looked left and right, everything was as usual, and no one paid attention to them, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Monk, you are a monk, and you are still gossiping like this, hurry up and recite the sutra a few more times, and ask the Buddha to bless you to return to the heavenly realm alive." Xiao Han returned to his old demeanor.

"I never wanted to go back, I just wanted to go back to the Han Cicada Temple, but I couldn't go back." Wuchen's originally shining eyes dimmed, and a wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Why doesn't Xiao Han want to go back to the Cicada Temple?

He misses the days when he gags with his brothers and sisters in the mountains.

How to change the Fa every day, don't recite scriptures, don't do morning classes.

Sneak out to catch pheasants and drink good wine when you have the chance. Xiao Han's cooking skills are practiced in this way.

They all miss days like this.

Happy days always pass quickly, a peaceful life was broken by a rumor, I don't know who released the news, the son of the demon sect leader Zhao Qingtian is in the Han Cicada Temple, the law name is dustless, and there is no peaceful life from then on.

Because of the son of a Demon Sect Master, the bloody wind and rain on the rivers and lakes, if it weren't for the deterrent power of Qianye City, it would be even more chaotic.

The main sect has chosen to participate in the Heroes Association to compete fairly.

Only some small sects, or idle people on the rivers and lakes, played the business of robbery.

A group of people were intimidated by the impermanence of red and white, and the king also scared off a group of people with his own strength, and there were also some people, outlaws, who were not afraid of life and death, but just wanted to get treasure.

The bumpy journey of the six young men began.

Suddenly, Jiang Xian hurriedly grabbed the reins of the carriage, and the carriage slowly stopped.

Jiang Xian's heart palpitated, such a fast carriage, standing in the middle of the road, isn't it looking for death?

I saw a man wearing a hat and a cloak standing in front of the carriage, the man was holding a sword, and his eyes were unusually cold.

"Hey, you're dead." Jiang Xian said angrily.

"I'm here to kill." The man's voice was cold, just like his own.

The people in the carriage noticed the movement outside as soon as the carriage stopped.

And the king took the sword and was about to go out.

Jiang Ruo lifted the curtain of the carriage and recognized at a glance that the man wearing the hat was the tenth killer of the Heavenly Demon Stream.

Jiang Ruo kindly reminded: "This man is the tenth killer of the Heavenly Demon Stream, he is good at using the sword, and a sword star is very powerful, but compared to you, it is still a little bit worse." ”

Wang Ye turned his head slightly, "How do you know everything." ”

How can a fledgling little girl know about these things on the rivers and lakes?

Jiang Ruo was looked at by Wang Ye's fierce gaze, "I'm from Qianji Pavilion. ”

Wang also had a trace of stunned, this stunned was fleeting, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to have a deep meaning, "I see! ”

Jiang Ruo smiled awkwardly, this guy's eyes were so sharp that people didn't dare to look at him.

Ye Fuyi said curiously: "Is this really as powerful as you say?" ”

"Although this new Tiansha has not been in the flow for a few years, it should not be underestimated, although he is very powerful, it is not as powerful as the senior brother." When Jiang Ruo said this, his eyes were full of admiration.

Wang Ye's skills are among the best among his peers, and there are few opponents.

is already talented, coupled with acquired hard work, so that he became famous very early.

He is also the favorite apprentice of the Lord of Qianye City, and he is also the most praiseworthy pride.

Thinking of Tiansha Liu, Jiang Ruo's brows wrinkled unconsciously, Tiansha Liu only did things for money, who instructed him, and what was the purpose?

Thinking that he had finally escaped from the hands of the chrysanthemum knife a few days ago, Jiang Ruo couldn't help but feel frightened, and the sky was so bad that he was dead, and he was provoked by a dog skin plaster that could not be removed.

Jiang Ruo couldn't help but have a little headache, and held his forehead slightly.

It's not a good road.

"You're really from the Thousand Machines Pavilion." Ye Fuyi came over curiously.

She was very interested in the Thousand Machine Pavilion, after all, it was a relatively mysterious organization, full of legends.

Jiang Ruo nodded slightly, "It's more true than pearls." ”

"Then you give me gossip gossip."

"Good!"

The two seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls had endless topics to talk about, and they were discussing Qianji Pavilion warmly, mainly Ye Fuyi asked questions and Jiang Ruo answered.

There was a lot of fun in the carriage, and there was a lot of fighting outside.

Wang also has the upper hand, how can Qianye City be in vain.

The killer is not weak, so many years of actual combat experience has sharpened his swordsmanship, there are few opponents over the years, but today he has met an opponent.

This opponent made him very excited, bloodthirsty excitement.

"You're good!" The killer's grim face added a wicked smile.

"You're not bad either." Wang also rarely encounters such an opponent, in Qianye City, he is the strongest existence, such an opponent can take him to the next level.

Jiang Xian was watching the battle from the sidelines, this kind of duel between masters and masters is rare to see.

He was obsessed with martial arts, and his father had opposed him learning martial arts over the years, but under the pressure of her mother, he had to give in.

If he didn't have his mother's full support, he would be a showman now, ready to take the top exam.

He cheered excitedly from time to time, "Come on, senior brother!" Big brother is the best! "He looks like a little fan brother.

I hope that one day I can be as good as my brother.

He casually touched the unruly sword that his mother had handed him and thought for a moment.

Just as he was in his trance, a bewitchingly dressed man landed on top of the carriage, smiling like a flower.

"Well, you've regressed."