"What's the matter, this is how the Xiyang Sect welcomes guests?" Zheng Xingwen smiled contemptuously: "It's reasonable to invite me in and sit down, right?"

Zheng Xingwen certainly came with a purpose.

The high-level of the sect arranged for him to go to the Xiyang Sect to test Qiu Haoran's reaction, so as to infer whether he was really seriously injured, so as to facilitate the implementation and formulation of the next plan, all of which was also Yang Zhengdao's layout.

Yu Wenluo closed the door with a "clang", pouted, and said, "What is it?" ”

Fang Xue was stunned, but she didn't expect Yu Wenluo to really do it.

Zheng Xingwen outside the door was angry and scolded, but Yu Wenluo didn't seem to hear it at all.

"Senior brother, the Yin Yang Palace has no friendship with us, is this guy here to kick the hall?" Yu Wenluo was unhappy in his heart, his character was so bohemian and uninhibited, and he didn't want to restrain him with morality.

"I don't know what he's doing here, what Xiyang Sect is full of talents, where did he hear about it? Fang Xue hated to think that Zheng Xingwen was here to stir up trouble, otherwise as long as he was not blind, he could see that the Xiyang Sect had fallen to the extreme.

Yuwen Luo laughed and said, "This guy is still scolding the street outside, do you think we want to clean him up?"

"How to clean it up?" Fang Xue said hatefully: "Don't mess around, those guys in the Yin Yang Palace are very evil, but they are not easy to mess with." ”

"Don't worry, it's okay. Yu Wenluo smiled wickedly: "You wait for me here, I'll come when I go." ”

After a while, Yu Wenluo ran back, and he packed a heavy lump of things in a sack, which looked very huge. Listening to Zheng Xingwen's scolding outside the door, Yu Wenluo opened his throat and said, "Zheng Xingwen, grandpa will give you a big gift!"

Yu Wenluo tore off the sack and threw a lump of black stuff out of the wall.

Fang Xue hated and asked him, "What did you throw away?"

"Senior brother, you'll know right away!" Yu Wenluo smiled brightly.

Sure enough, Zheng Xingwen's screams and angry scolding came from outside the door, and the voice gradually faded away, and finally Fang Xuehe seemed to hear Zheng Xingwen say that he wanted to kill Yuwenluo.

Fang Xue hated to open the door and saw a figure running fast at the foot of the mountain, followed by a large number of horn bees under the black pressure.

"Damn!" Fang Xue was dumbfounded: "You guy is too damaged, will it cause death?"

Yuwen Luo hehehe: "Isn't it, right? Although the horn bee is powerful, Zheng Xingwen is also a Tibetan Qi Realm cultivator, so it shouldn't be so easy to be stung to death by a bee, right?"

Fang Xue hated to think about Zheng Xingwen's miserable appearance, and said in her heart that it was not necessarily.

"Try not to go out during this time, someone is going to work against us. Fang Xue hated suddenly said to Yu Wenluo: "I'm going to Qingzhou, and you can tell Senior Sister Zhuo when she comes out." ”

Yu Wenluo didn't ask much, but guessed that it was related to Master Qiu Haodang's injury. He is the weakest person in the Xiyang Sect, but fortunately, he doesn't bother with it.

Fang Xue hated to take advantage of the night to go down the mountain, in order to hide people's eyes, and he was accompanied by nothing but the Sunset Sword.

Sometimes Fang Xue couldn't help but wonder, why is there a temple that is too old to be verified on the meadow at the foot of Tangjia Mountain?

There are no monks in the temple, and no one takes care of it, and after countless years, it has become more and more dilapidated, and even the three Buddha statues in the Daxiong Treasure Hall have lost their paint.

The moonlight poured in through the doors and windows, and the dense cobwebs and dust on the ground were very visible.

According to the instructions of Fang Jiuxiang in memory, Fang Xue hated to grope his way to the backyard by moonlight, where a big tree grew in the house and broke the sky.

There was nothing in this room except a dilapidated wooden bed, and Fang Xue hated to get under the bed, covered in dust.

"This is it!"

A round hole the size of a keyhole is obscured by a thick layer of dust, and people who don't know the mystery or have a sick brain wouldn't have discovered it.

Fortunately, it didn't seem that either of them appeared, Fang Xue hated to pick up the dust, and the hole was still there.

took out a small copper wire, Fang Xue hated to poke into the round hole, and with a "squeak", the stone slabs on the ground were abruptly separated, and three arrows shot out from the ground, instantly penetrating the bed board and sinking into the trunk of the tree above his head.

"It's good that I'm flashing fast!"

Fang Xue was shocked into a cold sweat, Fang Jiuxiang didn't say that there was a mechanism in it, and almost killed him.

The small five-foot pit contained a mechanism from which it looked like the three arrows had been fired, and in addition to a package in the pit, which was also covered with dust.

Fang Xue hated to find a way to take it out, and when she opened it, she saw that it was actually a silk scarf, and a name was written on the silk scarf, Li Zhaolin.

"Who is Li Zhaolin?" Fang Xue felt inexplicable, his father was serious and serious, he would definitely not do such a boring thing.

Although he had doubts, he still cut his finger and dripped blood on it according to Fang Jiuxiang's instructions.

Fang Xue, who originally thought that something magical would happen, was stunned for a long time, and in disappointment collected the silk scarf, making a false alarm for a long time.

At the moment when the silk scarf was stained with blood, far, far away, in a golden hall, there was a peerless woman who looked at the south as if telepathically, and suddenly burst into tears.

The woman tilted her head and said, "Nest rail, do something for me." ”

Fang Xue hated the dust on his body, although he didn't understand Fang Jiuxiang's intentions, but at least he had completed his will, and he had no regrets.

"Bang dang!"

The gate of the temple was violently destroyed, and smoke and dust were scattered all over the ground.

The two men, one fat and one thin, had a fierce look on their faces, and the long knives in their hands glowed coldly in the moonlight.

"Kill!"

One of them spat out words in a muffled voice, picked up the long knife fiercely, and went straight to Fang Xue hate.

"Look for death. ”

Fang Xue hated sideways and dodged a knife, took the opportunity to pull out the Sunset Sword, and swept away the two of them violently, asking, "Silver Moon Guard?"

The two did not speak, but their faces changed slightly and betrayed them.

Fang Xue hated and sneered: "Don't think that I can't recognize it if I pretend to be like this, I didn't expect Le Zhengxing to be a snake and rat, which is disappointing." ”

The Silver Moon Guard is Yang Zhengdao's personal arm, and its commander is Le Zhengxing. This person originally had a good relationship with Fang Jiuxiang, but he didn't expect to become an executioner.

At this moment, Fang Xue was also frightened, Yang Zhengdao's tentacles were too many and too long, he wanted to avenge his father, but it seemed that there was always an invisible net trapped in him, so he had to be careful everywhere.

The two of them saw that they had been exposed, so they simply stopped hiding it, and said evilly: "We can't do anything about you when you hide in Xiyang Sect, but you want to come out and die, then don't blame us for being ruthless." ”

Xiyang Sect has a strong hatred, and Ding Xinran can protect Fang Xue and hate peace. But he couldn't survive on the mountain for the rest of his life, Fang Xue was already ready to face the enemy.

The anti-life talisman in the center of his eyebrows trembled slightly, and a surging power instantly filled his body. Fang Xue hated and whistled comfortably, and said, "With the two of you, I'm afraid there will be no return!"

The two mid-level cultivators of the Tibetan Qi Realm, Fang Xue really didn't pay attention to it.

Moon Blade, Tibetan Blade.

This is not a high-end exercise, the mystery is to achieve the effect of confusing the human eye through the refraction of light, making the knife technique elusive.

But Fang Xue just chuckled, everything had already been seen through by him.

"Huh!"

Fang Xue hated to retreat, retreat, wrap around his arms, and split horizontally. An extremely simple sword light suddenly pierced the night sky, slicing two long knives, leaving four corpses behind.

One knife is cut in two, and the sword is killed.

This sword is called Empty in the Blue Water One Heart Sword Technique, and a sword sweeps through everything and is empty.

"Do you believe it, but now you believe it?" Fang Xue hated to raise his foot and bought the corpse, and he didn't look back.

He didn't know that at this moment, there was a pair of eyes emitting a faint blue light in the distance to see everything, and he quietly left as Fang Xue hated to leave.

In the middle of the night, only the lanterns in front of the big families in Qingzhou City are still shining, which is not brilliant.

Qingzhou City West Street, where most of the craftsmen with lowly status, are even colder at night.

Fang Xue hated to step on the flat stone slab and slowly walked to the depths of West Street, the two sycamores that never grew big looked like potted plants, and the deaf pulled the old wooden door to guard it.

The plaque at the door reads blacksmith shop, and a large knife is hung to show identity. For Fang Xuege, this is a very familiar place, because there is a woman in the blacksmith shop named Zhou Xiaoqu.

Blacksmith Zhou was an ordinary monk, and he preferred to strike iron rather than practice, so much so that it had only been decades since he had reached the advanced level of the Tibetan Qi Realm.

Because of Zhou Xiaoqu's relationship, Fang Xue hated a close relationship with the blacksmith shop.

"Knock knock. ”

There was a knock on the door.

Blacksmith Zhou immediately opened his eyes, in fact, he had already woken up when there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, which was a habit he had developed for many years.

"Who?" Through the door panel, Blacksmith Zhou could tell that the person who went out was a monk, and his strength was in the middle level of the Tibetan Qi Realm.

"Uncle Zhou, it's me, Xue Hate. ”

With a "squeak", the door opened, revealing Blacksmith Zhou's smiling face.

"Come on in. Welcoming Fang Xue into the door, Blacksmith Zhou looked around cautiously, and there was nothing unusual.

After pouring a glass of water for Fang Xue, Blacksmith Zhou sat down: "Recently, Yang Zhengdao and your master had a big battle, and he almost died, and he has already rushed back to the Eastern Capital to recuperate, what happened to you going down the mountain this time?"

Fang Xue was just a little thirsty, so he took a few sips and said, "I want to investigate some things, and I want to kill someone." ”

"Kill whom?"

"Qi Cong!"

Blacksmith Zhou was shocked: "Why are you killing him? He's just an ordinary craftsman!"

"Uncle Zhou, you don't know anything," Fang Xue was not surprised, and said very calmly: "Qi Cong is also one of the accomplices, and my uncle Wu Xiu died at his hands." ”

Blacksmith Zhou suddenly realized and said, "How is Qi Cong's strength?"

"The intermediary of the Tibetan Qi Realm is not enough to worry about, the only thing to worry about is that the relationship between Qi Cong and Qingzhou Mu Liuyuan does not seem to be simple, I don't know how he will react when he learns of Qi Cong's death. ”

Blacksmith Zhou said: "Don't worry, Qi Cong has no use value now, I believe that Liu Yuan will not make a big deal for him." ”

Fang Xue hated and thought carefully: "By the way, Uncle Zhou, did Liu Yuan get involved in my father's affairs? I always feel that he is very suspicious. ”

Blacksmith Zhou frowned and thought for a while, and said, "I have also secretly investigated, and there is no evidence pointing to him. But I have the same suspicions as you, your father has been hiding in Crescent Town for many years, and Liu Yuan, as a Qingzhou pastor, must know a thing or two. ”

Fang Xue hated to think, as long as he did it, he would definitely leave clues, and it was impossible to leave no traces.

Fang Jiuxiang has a lot of good brothers, why is it either death or betrayal? What is the secret in it? Only by figuring out these can Fang Xue hate better take revenge, not killing a good person in vain, and not missing a bad person.

The sky was slightly bright, Fang Xue Hate had already gotten up, he walked to the next wing room and quietly pushed open the door.

A small head is exposed outside the quilt, and the appearance of sleeping with a frown is very cute.

Fang Xue hated to reach out and gently scrape her nose, and kissed her forehead like a dragonfly, for fear of waking up the beauty in her dream.

"Sleep well, I'm gone. Fang Xue hated it lightly in her heart.

When Fang Xue hated the front foot and left, the sleeping beauty on the back foot opened her sleepy eyes. Her pretty face was slightly red, and she quickly pulled the quilt over her head and hid herself in the quilt.