Come to the White Feather Sword Village, which is built on the edge of the lake, covers a wide area, and has a very large style.

Wen Leng treatment is on the next level.

The disciples I met along the way all shouted "Senior Brother Wen" and "Senior Brother Wen" one by one, envy and worship.

One or two elders are also very encouraging.

After a little inquiry about the identities of Tang Luo and the others, they were easily released.

Just looked at Tang Luo twice.

Everyone has black hair and black eyes, and if there is any heterochromatic hair or heterochromatic eyes, it is basically caused by the cultivation of some special martial arts.

Except, of course, gray hair. When people are old, or have certain diseases, it is very normal for them to have white heads.

Tang Luo's face was very young, but he had white hair, and he didn't know if it was because of his illness or martial arts.

People are curious, and it's normal to look twice.

Wen Leng took everyone to a separate pavilion in a small courtyard, and asked Tang Luo and the others to wait for a while, and then went to find Qin Xuao.

Ten people were sitting or standing in the gazebo and nearby.

The small courtyard was quiet, and there was a sound of shouting and shouting from the disciples of the White Feather Sword Village practicing martial arts, which was not noisy, and there was a feeling of summer cicadas, which was quite good.

Ao Yulie stood behind Tang Luo and said in a low voice: "Master, I studied it, that madness whip feels like it was made by a 'human'." ”

"Really? No wonder there is such a big resentment shock. Tang Luo said.

The painting style of the whip of madness is obviously not an ordinary martial arts painting style.

The imitation of one of the Nine Great Saint Soldiers is not an ordinary thing, and I don't know why it fell into the hands of three outsiders.

Not long after chatting, Qin Xuao and Wen Leng's brothers and sisters rushed over.

Qin who walked in the front was arrogant, calm and magnificent, with a sunny smile on his face, which made people feel that this person was very upright at a glance.

Dignified and upright.

"Master Xuanzang! I haven't seen you for many days, but the style is still the same! Qin arrogantly walked up to Tang Luo and said with a smile.

"Well, sit." Tang Luo pointed to the seat left for them in front of him.

The corners of Qin Xuao's eyes jumped: "We won't sit down." ”

Sit sit! They are even sleeping on their stomachs now, pouting.

"It's okay, the poor monk has something to ask the three donors." Tang Luo said.

Qin was arrogant and didn't speak, this development is not right!

Obviously, they invited people to show their strength, and the two sides reached a consensus of "not divulging each other".

Why did it become the other party's dominant situation inexplicably?

Why, is it because there are many of you?

Qin Xuanao couldn't help but glance at the other nine people, three women and six men, none of them looked easy.

Well, it's not just a matter of being crowded.

But it doesn't matter, behind them is the White Feather Sword Village, don't cowardly!

"Let's talk about what I want to say first, what do you think, Master Xuanzang?" Qin said arrogantly.

"What does the donor say?" Tang Luo was unhurried.

Qin Xuan Ao didn't say it immediately, but glanced at Ao Yulie and the others.

Ao Yulie laughed and said: "What you want to say, in fact, we all know and can guess, so you don't have to pretend." ”

"Huh."

Wen Leng's brother and sister smiled extremely reluctantly.

"Since they all know, then the Ming people don't say secret words." Qin said arrogantly, "The matter of Qingyun Village that day, we want to ask the mage to keep it a secret for us. ”

The other party has to ask for himself!

Qin Xuan was arrogant and saw it. Therefore, he temporarily changed the conditions, and simply proposed to let Tang Luo keep them secret.

If you have a reputation, you don't have to distinguish it, at most you can mention it when someone asks.

"Oh, that white-haired man, we fought side by side." In this way, the Spring and Autumn brushwork is brushed aside.

Of course, that doesn't mean it has to be that way.

The price starts all over the sky, sits on the ground and bargains, first set the price a little higher, and you can talk slowly later.

Qin Xuao felt that he had the potential to become the master of the faction.

"Okay." Tang Luo replied crisply and neatly, leaving Qin Xuan arrogant to prepare words that had no room to play at all.

A punch in the air, feeling empty.

You fell before I could exert myself? No, you said yes too quickly.

After being stunned for a moment, Qin Xuan suddenly understood why the other party would answer so simply.

On the one hand, it is the White Feather Sword Village, and on the other hand, it is the identity of the other party.

Monk!

That's right, a monk is not a good identity in the rivers and lakes.

The Hate Heavenly God Monarch is dead, but the forces and disciples left behind by the Hate Heavenly God King are not dead.

The Hatred Heaven Gate is the most powerful force in the rivers and lakes today, except for the four holy lands, and the door maintains the "fine tradition" of the Heaven Hatred God King.

For the monks, they were still killed.

As for why, to be honest, even those who hate Tianmen don't know very well.

The door rules are like this, so it's enforced. Anyway, there are no monks now, and besides, you can use this excuse to do some things you want to do.

"I heard that the leader of the XX gang is a bald head, it seems to be a monk! Then I hate the destruction of the Heavenly Gate and the XX Gang! ”

Not at all friendly to baldness.

Qin Xuan arrogantly pondered that these people should also be "young heroes of the rivers and lakes", although a few of them looked quite old and didn't know much about the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

Now after a few days of mixing, I finally understand what a "scumbag" identity a monk is.

Scruples arise.

It's good, now everyone is very equal.

However, Qin was still very generous, and he asked, "The identity of the monk, of course, I will keep it secret for you, the mage." By the way, I don't know what the mage is looking for us? ”

Be gracious, walk the rivers and lakes, and connections are also very important.

These people can destroy Qingyunzhai, their strength is good, and they can make friends.

"We want information about the Black Sky Demon Palace." Tang Luo said, the Demon Palace is also the Black Heaven Divine Palace.

"Black Heaven Demon Palace?" Qin Xuan frowned slightly, "What do you want this for?" ”

"I want to see it." Tang Luo said.

“…… Good. Qin arrogantly agreed, and did not delve into why the other party wanted the information of the Black Heaven Divine Palace.

Since the expansion of the Black Heaven Shrine, many situations have slowly been revealed.

Many things are no longer hidden, and the White Feather Sword Village has collected them, and it is nothing to give them a copy now.

"Big brother!"

"Senior brother! Big things are wrong! ”

Without waiting for Qin Xuao to tell the Wen brothers and sisters to get the information, a few disciples shouted in a panic outside.

"Why are you so flustered? Unorthodox! Qin nodded slightly at Tang Luo and walked quickly to the door of the courtyard.

There were already a few disciples who opened the unchained door and broke in, making Qin arrogantly reprimand.

"Senior brother! The people of the Black Heaven Demon Palace are here! ”

"What?" Qin Xuao's face changed, and he forcibly calmed down, "What's the matter!" How could they suddenly come to White Feather Sword Village? ”

"I don't know." Those disciples wept with sad faces, "They are looking for Senior Brother by name, you three!" ”

The Wen brothers and sisters who followed behind Qin Xuao glanced at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Three, which other three?

It must be their white feather three swords!

"What about the owner? Haven't come back yet? Qin asked arrogantly.

The owner of the village, Zhou Yu, left with a few elders yesterday.

"I haven't come back yet!" The disciple said, "Now Uncle Wang and Steward Wu are here." ”

"......" Qin's arrogant face couldn't be maintained, and it became gloomy.

The few people mentioned in the disciple's mouth are not high in martial arts, and they are a little higher.

To put it simply, it is a group of people who can't handle Qingyunzhai.

The few who can get rid of Qingyun Village left with Zhou Yu, and I don't know what to do.

If it was really the Black Heaven Divine Palace's "army overwhelming the realm", I am afraid that the White Feather Sword Village would be hit hard.

"Senior brother, go and have a look." The disciple said anxiously.

"What do they mean?" Qin Xuao and the three of them asked as they walked.

directly threw Tang Luo and them aside, and at this time, there was no time to take care of them.

Tang Luo and the others followed behind a few people with a happy face, this trip is right, and now they don't even need information.

The leading party directly led the way, and the five-star praise was praised.

On the Yanwu Square, a must-have sect with a little strength in the rivers and lakes, more than 20 black-clothed people stood there, with a murderous aura.

Uniform black clothes, the first two should be relatively gorgeous.

Interestingly, in the hands of the two, one was holding Lin Qinglong's ghost-headed machete, and the other was holding Yi Yun's hammer.

This is the trophy of the battle of Qingyunzhai, which is placed outside the sword village for people to see.

In front of them was a group of people from the White Feather Sword Village.

The leader was an old man, and several middle-aged people, like facing a great enemy, looked jealous.

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

Seeing Qin Xuan arrogantly and them coming, a group of disciples spoke one after another.

The elders and stewards also breathed a sigh of relief.

"The shrunken turtle is finally out."

The man with the ghost-headed machete sneered and stepped forward.

This person has a mediocre appearance, a gloomy expression, and a rebellious temperament, like a poisonous snake, but he is the son of the palace master of the Black Heaven Divine Palace, named Zhu Qian.

The number one master among the younger generation of the Black Sky Shrine.

The strength is comparable to some famous people in the rivers and lakes, and there is a record of single-handedly killing the master of a family, which should not be underestimated.

"You Black Heaven Palace is retrograde, and today you trespass on my White Feather Sword Village, plotting against you, aren't you afraid of causing indignation among your fellow people in the rivers and lakes?" Qin arrogantly came up and buttoned a big hat first.

Anyway, the gate of Jianzhuang is open, and there are many people outside the door who are watching.

Some of them had a good relationship with the White Feather Sword Village, and they all entered the door.

"Hmph." Zhu Qian sneered and threw the machete in his hand to the ground, "You three, killing the people under my Divine Palace, it is reasonable to be bold now." ”

"Qingyunzhai is your person?"

Qin Xuanao's hand behind his back couldn't help but shake it.

The hands of the Wen brothers and sisters holding the sword were also white.

Zhu Qian kicked lightly, and the machete was kicked to Qin Xuao's feet: "Look for yourself, there is the logo of my Divine Palace on it." ”

Qin Xuao picked up the machete and looked at it carefully for a while before he saw a vague sign on the hilt.

I suddenly wanted to scold my mother!

At this level, you are the sign of Cenima! Children's ghost drawings are better than yours.

But if you carefully compare this with the symbol of the Black Heaven Shrine and look closely, you will find that the two are indeed a little similar, the outline or something.

Qin was arrogant and frightened, and couldn't help but glance at Tang Luo and them.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why the other party didn't mind that they had snatched the credit.

They had long known that Qingyunzhai had taken refuge in the Black Heaven Divine Palace?!

Qin was arrogant and angry, and he couldn't wait to roar loudly: "Actually let us carry the black cauldron?!" It's not us who destroyed Qingyun Village, it's these people! ”

However, the matter has come to this point, and the black cauldron has been carried on their backs and cannot be unloaded.

On the other side, Nan Taisheng and they laughed very happily, Bai Yu Sanjian, good people!