The stubborn soldiers walked across the street where the restaurant was located.

The middle-aged guard led by him raised his hand.

With the sound of clicking, the soldiers behind him had already relaxed the crossbow bolts on the winding, and the murderous aura on this group of people immediately dispersed a lot, and their footsteps were relaxed and calm.

In fact, when the fat man surnamed Zhou came out of the restaurant, they had already established themselves on the street.

But he didn't interfere, just watched him test Wang Anfeng, and watched the young man fight back.

The Yue Dao Gate, the Tiger Sword Sect, and the Twin Fists Gate.

They are all nearby Jianghu sects, gathered here, just drinking a day, it is enough to make the soldiers and officials guarding this city frightened, so they sent people to ride horses for 300 miles to expedite, from the nearest military camp, this group of elites was temporarily transferred into the city to act as a patrol.

Its guard general, Gong Rui, was once a child of a family, and after joining the army, he made many military exploits at the border pass, which was a real feats fought with a sword and a sword, and he had a bloody taste on his body.

He had already seen it at this time, those Jianghu sects with a good reputation didn't seem to have any plans to come around in this city, and they were the deputy masters of the Shuangfist Sect who had a very bad reputation in the rivers and lakes in this place, and they were also very honest.

In this case, they can have a lot of peace of mind.

An adjutant general next to him took two steps forward and whispered twice beside him, Gong Rui raised his eyebrows and said:

"Heavenly Sword Sect?"

There was a slight surprise in his voice, and then he didn't care.

Seventy years ago, the patriarch of Tianjianmen broke through the sea of clouds with a sword, and the Tianjianmen at the junction of these two counties has been suppressed for more than 500 miles for decades.

He had just arrived from the barracks, and he was not particularly clear about this situation, so he casually asked the deputy general who the elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect was here.

The lieutenant replied, and the general, who was still a little interested, became interested.

Honghui, an honest and conscientious warrior.

This is the evaluation of the original local defender.

After thinking about it, Gong Rui retracted the coldness in his eyes and commanded:

"Loosen the guard of that place and protect the people of the city."

"We don't care about the affairs of the people in the rivers and lakes, let them fight by themselves, as long as they don't hurt the people of Daqin, we will follow him."

"There are too many people in the rivers and lakes in the restaurant, if there is chaos, there will inevitably be injuries to the people, once there are signs of shooting, they will be lined up with military guards and iron guards, and they will be driven out of the city.

Expelled from the city?

Wouldn't that mean that everyone in the Heavenly Sword Sect would die to settle this incident?

The adjutant general opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, he was born in this city, he grew up listening to the stories of the swordsmen of Tianjian Gate since he was a child, and there was some incense, Gong Rui could see it, stopped, turned sideways, looked at him fixedly for a moment, seemed to be smiling, and said:

"Don't forget, we are the children of the Great Qin soldiers."

The adjutant was terrified.

Gong Rui's voice paused slightly, and he said casually:

"Besides, the old swordsman in the Heavenly Sword Gate is already over eighty years old, and he has not been able to reach the Grandmaster Realm for his cultivation of killing swordsmanship, and he has not had two years to live, and when he dies, the situation of the Heavenly Sword Gate will plummet, and he will not be able to maintain his current reputation."

"In the past, the tigers suppressed the wolves, and now the tigers are weakened and unable to be eaten by the wolves, and it is only two years earlier at this time."

The adjutant general heard the meaning of the beating in the words, accepted the faint compassion in his heart, solemnized his expression, and nodded:

"Yes."

Restrain your emotions and say no more.

It's just a pity in my heart for the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I'm afraid that there will be a lot of casualties this time, and after the old swordsman goes, there will really be countless casualties.

The warrior rivers and lakes are really fought out with a sword and a sword, a mountain does not tolerate two tigers, the heavenly sword gate is powerful, and there are many enemies naturally.

Although he was a pity, he could only sigh in his heart.

The creaking old staircase, the abacus on his stomach, the shopkeeper who didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and the enthusiastic and familiar little second job, in the inn where Wang Anfeng lived, nothing had changed.

Except for the extra person in the house.

He is not tall, slightly fat, and wears a blue and white sword robe.

Holding a long sword in his right hand, his face was cold and hard.

Wang Anfeng's expression changed slightly, he stepped into the house, closed the wooden door with his hand, and said:

"Elder Hong, if you don't tell you, it's not the elders' doing."

Honghui's face was still cold and hard, even if he was gently squeezed by Wang Anfeng with words, he was still like this, without the slightest annoyance, nodded slightly, and said:

"It's really my fault, and there will naturally be a remedy for it later."

"Since you also use a sword, you should be satisfied."

This appearance made Wang Anfeng unhappy.

I don't know if he was also so cold and hard when he decided to make his daughter an abandoned child for the sake of the treasure, Wang Anfeng's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he said bluntly:

"Elder Hong should have come here just to find a way to send me compensation, right?"

"If anything, please tell me about it."

Wang Anfeng was very happy with the swordsman in front of him.

Honghui seemed to be more accustomed to such a direct way of communication, nodded, his eyes fell on the sword in Wang Anfeng's hand, he was silent, and said:

"I want to ask you for something."

Without waiting for Wang Anfeng to open his mouth to refuse, he had already taken care of himself and continued, saying:

"There is something strange in the city, I think you should have noticed it, these sects have suffered a lot of losses under my Heavenly Sword Sect in the past, and now they are all coming for us, there must be another force behind, I was in the Taoist temple before, and I was stopped by one of them."

It's White Tiger Hall.

Wang Anfeng frowned and said:

"What do you want me to do?"

Honghui said: "Now if you just follow the original method to the Heavenly Sword Gate, it will definitely be extremely dangerous, I know another way." ”

The voice paused, and said:

"It's just that no one has walked this road for a long time, and I have to clear it before I can get over it quickly."

"I want you to follow them."

"With your martial arts, there will definitely be no problem, and after the matter is completed, I think you will definitely not refuse the reward I give."

Honghui's gaze fell on Wang Anfeng's face.

His cold and hard face seemed to be slightly soft, but it seemed to be just Wang Anfeng's illusion, the young man frowned and thought about it, agreed, and said:

"I'll protect them."

Honghui nodded, not as surprised as he seemed.

Wang Anfeng turned around and was about to open the wooden door for him, when he suddenly thought that every door of the inn here was equipped with a key and a fist-sized copper lock, how did this Heavenly Sword Sect elder get in.

When I turned around, I saw the blue and white sword robe floating down directly from the window, extremely skillful, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

After walking to the window, the figure was nowhere to be seen.

The boy frowned slightly.

Now the situation in this city is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and these Jianghu people are just spies.

The Heavenly Sword Gate does not have the weather of previous years, and everyone dares to monitor them openly in the city of Great Qin, and once they get out of this city, they will report it to the rest of the masters and intercept them outside.

This city has almost become a pocket, in the restaurant, there are many people and complicated, once you start, it will inevitably attract the stress reaction of the Great Qin Iron Pawn, it is difficult to kill quickly, and there is nothing to ask.

Unless it is killed, it will leave its tail and leave an excuse for people to make trouble in the future.

But the Great Qin Iron Pawn would not allow such a large-scale sword fight to take place in the city at this juncture, and he also knew that the real master of the White Tiger Hall must be on the way to the Heavenly Sword Gate now.

Could it be that he really has other safe ways to leave?

Wang Anfeng hesitated in his heart, but he thought that this elder of the Heavenly Sword Gate was a cool person who could be used as an abandoned son in order to be able to keep the treasure, and even his own daughter could be used as an abandoned son, who could guarantee that this time it would not be a repeat of the old trick, treating the rest of the disciples as abandoned children, and returning to the Heavenly Sword Gate with the treasures himself?

Wang Anfeng stood in front of the window, his brows furrowed slightly, and he pondered in his heart.

Honghui had returned to the courtyard under the third plane tree.

His expression was cold and hard, and no one could see that he had just gone out, and in the courtyard, several disciples were holding wooden swords, attacking each other.

The Heavenly Sword Sect emphasizes actual combat, even if it is a brother of the same sect, it is extremely fierce and direct when attacking, except for the thick wooden sword used in the hand, it is almost no different from actual combat.

Honghui stopped, as usual, standing aside and pointing.

Hong Feibai held the broken sword and stood under the eaves, alone, and opened a distance from the rest of the disciples.

His expression was focused, or it was as cold as an ice cube, and what he used in his hand was the sword technique inherited by the Heavenly Sword Sect and their lineage.

It's just that compared to the vastness and chic that this set of swordsmanship originally pursued, at this time, only the sharp and swift left in the young man's hand, although he was only holding a broken sword, but the cold mang, the disciples in this courtyard together, could not reach half of him.

Honghui pointed to the rest of the disciples, walked to the young man's side, frowned slightly, and said:

"You're wrong."

"Although the speed is fast, it has lost the meaning of the sword move, the fast sword is nothing, only slowing down is the ...... of the sword"

The tone and demeanor of his pointing were no different from those on the mountain before.

Disgust rose in Hongfeibai's heart.

Without waiting for Honghui to finish speaking, he had already put away the broken sword, turned around and passed by the middle-aged swordsman, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't even look at Honghui.

The time in the courtyard was terrifyingly quiet.

The disciples who had practiced the sword before all froze in place, subconsciously holding their breath.

Honghui just stretched out his palm and wanted to point at the young man, but it seemed to be slightly stiff at this time, but it seemed to be just an illusion of everyone.

How could such a man with a heart as hard as iron and as cold as ice be like this?

He slowly withdrew his palms, stood still for a moment, and paced back to the main house.

The original beautiful woman's face was so pale that she couldn't see blood, and in the past few days, she was full of daughter's smile in her eyes and heart, all of which were said to be mothers, but at this time this smile was like a dagger in her heart.

I could hear the sound of the door opening, and I just glanced over there.

Eyes are blank.

Honghui walked to her side, silent and didn't know what to say, her eyes fell on the side, the medicinal porridge she had cooked on the table had been cooled, and she didn't take a sip.

They have grown up together in the mountains since they were children, and they have been like this since they were children, and once they provoke her, they will not be as angry as the daughter of the mountain, but will think of ways to snub herself, because she knows that hurting herself is the easiest way to make him feel uncomfortable.

It was also the most uncomfortable way for him.

This has been the case since childhood.

It hasn't changed......

Honghui was silent, held the porridge bowl in his hand, and used the internal force to make it warm again.

In his right hand, he held the medicinal porridge that happened to be in the mouth and brought it to the woman, but the latter still didn't even look at him, just looked out the window blankly.

Honghui Fu handed it forward again, and said in a deep voice:

"Drink."

"After all, you are their master, and when I am away, only you can take them with you, you see, what is this like?"

"Master? Mrs. ......"

The beautiful woman muttered twice in a low voice, as if she had been stimulated by something, suddenly raised her hand, and almost knocked over the porridge bowl in Honghui's hand to the ground, her eyes were slightly red, and for the first time in her life, she glared angrily at her husband and her senior brother, and there was pain, resentment, and disappointment in her tone, and said loudly:

"Inheritance, inheritance! Master, Mother! ”

"Since you became the peak master, you have changed, these words are repeated in your mouth, someone provoked you not to make a move, and now even your daughter is dead, you still only have inheritance in your mouth!"

"Where did the senior brother go back then...... There you go! ”

"You're not him!"

"It's not!"

The woman said that she had left tears, and her right hand took everything next to her and smashed it at the man in front of her, but Honghui didn't move, her body was straight, and she let her vent so nonsense.

just protected the medicinal porridge in her hand, and waited until her anger dissipated and her body was tired, so she put the porridge on the table casually, picked it up, carefully placed it on the bed, and carefully covered the quilt.

was silent, looked at his tearful wife, raised his hand and wanted to fix her sideburns, but thinking of Fang Caihongfeibai's reaction, his movements paused slightly, and he did not continue, retracting the fall, but his voice became a little gentle, and said:

"It's made you suffer, let's rest first......"

"When you wake up, everything will be different."

PS: Second update