The two exchanged two words, and Fan Xueshao hurriedly said goodbye and left. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhao Kun didn't care, but his fingers waved imperceptibly, and he used a small spell.

Since his life level and magic power have been greatly improved, Zhao Kun's level has suddenly gone up. Although it is still difficult to teleport across the world in terms of the Faceless Person's class's best teleportation spell, there has been great progress in other aspects, such as intra-world teleportation, energy transformation, environmental adaptation, camouflage, and other advantages. And with the improvement of his spellcasting ability, he also has plenty of options when it comes to generalizing the old series of spells.

So, it's not a matter of taking a spell mark at all. Zhao Kun didn't expect the magic mark to do anything, and he didn't care if he could get any useful information, he just took a mark and went up to see what this medicinal fragrance celestial girl was going to do in the next three months.

Pure curiosity.

Because this Van Xue Shao has been flickering with some kind of strange light in Zhao Kun's magical vision, it is a flash of the power of fate - is this woman also the heroine of some novel or story? God knows.

But that's just curiosity. Zhao Kun didn't know how long he was going to stay in this world, and he didn't even know what to do, he didn't need to spread dirt in this world. As for cultivation...... With the environment of this world, and considering Zhao Kun's current realm, the cultivation progress will not be very fast.

Zhao Kun walked aimlessly around the streets of Luoyang, stopping from time to time to look at the people fighting on the streets. After walking and stopping for a long time, I found a restaurant that looked good and paced in, sat on the third floor, and drank slowly if I wanted wine and food.

For the Faceless Ones, who have the ability to fight in all environments, eating is not necessary. Of course, he can absorb chemical energy by eating to sustain and even convert it into energy such as magic or internal forces, but he can also convert solar energy through photosynthesis, and the latter is also environmentally friendly and easy to do. In the future, it will be powerful, and it will not be difficult to make a Xiuzhen technology in the body that reads as Jindan Writing Micro Controllable Nuclear Fusion Reactor.

-- No matter what world the Faceless One throws itself into, its ability to survive is tenacious, and this ability is indispensable.

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Zhao Kun hadn't been so relaxed for a long time as he was today. Even on Earth, he is constantly concerned about the dangers posed by the SCP Foundation and its investigators. As for these few mission worlds, that is, when Yongqian was the puppet emperor, because of the crushing of strength, he was relatively lax mentally. But laxity is laxity, and at that time he also had a task on his shoulders. It was only this sudden descent that he could completely relax before he thought about what he was going to do.

After a long time of busyness, it is actually a good relaxation to occasionally take a leisure, pour yourself a drink, and lean on the railing to see the scenery. Especially looking at the passers-by who are in a hurry downstairs and busy, although they are just ordinary people, they can also add to their sense of leisure.

However, this is a martial arts world after all.

In the world of martial arts, it means that the probability of accidents is very high, after all, so many people in the rivers and lakes are fighting all day long, and people's brains are beating dog brains. If you want to open a film or something, you can't even use 'what you see' or 'what are you doing'. And what restaurants, X courtyards, inns and the like are all architectural maps with a high probability of people going to war.

Therefore, Zhao Kun walked for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he found that there was already a fight downstairs. The man looked down, and a group of people with mediocre martial arts skills were already fighting together. The two sides that fought were four on one side and five on one side. The martial arts of those four people were slightly higher, but there was one more person on the side of the five. In Zhao Kun's opinion, without external forces or hidden means, these half-hangers will not be able to tell the winner for a while.

After two glances, Zhao Kun simply turned around and left.

All the way south, to the south gate of Luoyang City, in just this section of the road, he saw seven more disputes in the rivers and lakes. Some people even rushed towards Zhao Kun inexplicably, but Zhao Kun waved his hand and swept it, and before the blade reached his body, the person flew out upside down. There is no doubt that by the time he flew out, he had already lost his breath.

"The world hasn't changed at all."

Zhao Kun shook his head and walked out of the city. When he was hesitating whether to get a place to live in this world, he suddenly heard something strange behind him, and when he looked back, he saw a person jumping down from the towering Luoyang city wall. When he landed, there was a "boom", and his feet stepped on the bluestone avenue, with his foothold as the center, and the ground was sunken down a large block. And Zhao Kun could see it clearly, that person was an old man with white hair. Jumping from such a high position, he didn't make the slightest act of unloading, but he didn't see any damage after landing.

"Huh?" Zhao Kun sighed lightly, feeling that this person was a little interesting. The old man wore a copper mask, and his face could not be seen clearly, but judging by his beard and limbs, he was definitely very old. It's just that the man didn't stop after he landed, but just spread his legs and ran south. Zhao Kun looked at his back, feeling a little familiar, and heard a rapid sound of horses' hooves behind him.

There were more than 100 riders, and the horse team was mighty and stretched into a long line. The first person was a man with tiger eyes, described as mighty, and carried an octagonal mallet, but Zhao Kun didn't know it. Followed by a man with a thin figure and a single knife, this person Zhao Kun knew, Beiliang Swordsman Palace Bai Yu. Among the characters who look like heroes in the rivers and lakes, Zhao Kun also recognized a lot, what Pingzhou famous Golden Gun Fan Deng, Silver Knife Dong Yan, Sanjiang Society's big boss Yang Hong, Lao Crowcha's wind and fire snake Yu Xinjie, Luoyang's local Shi Qiwei and his wife...... There are more than 20 riders.

Behind these heroes, there are also two groups of uniformly dressed knights, who are the disciples of the Dafu Linghu Temple and the Jiuhua Sword Sect, which are very easy to recognize.

It's a bit interesting, it seems that the so-called "heroes" on the right path of the rivers and lakes are at least halfway here. And then consider the rather fresh blood stains and battle marks on their bodies...... Aren't these people getting together to play some kind of demon slaying trick? ”

Zhao Kun suddenly became a little interested, but when he thought about it, he was not interested at all-there was nothing to look at in the Demon Removal Guardian Dao. Over the years, it's really boring to fight and kill, and now that I have free time, do I still want to watch people fight and kill? It is better to go to the mountains and rivers, it just so happens that the natural landscape has not been destroyed in these years, and it is the right time to go to the famous mountains and rivers that have not been there.

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The world is unpredictable, and Zhao Kun's plan to travel in the mountains and rivers has been broken before it has even begun.

"You say it again?" Zhao Kun sat on a small stool in a tea shed on the side of the road, and knelt in front of several people from the rivers and lakes.

These guys who don't have long eyes were naturally taken down by him with a spell because the fight disturbed Zhao Kun, who was drinking tea.

"The demons of the Star and Star Palace are back in the rivers and lakes, and the Jiuhua Sword Sect and the Dafu Vulture Temple are joining forces, and they will work with their martial arts colleagues to clean them up, but in the southern suburbs of Luo and Luoyang, the enemy is rash and falls into the ambush of the Star Palace. The monks and several heroes of the Dafu Eagle Temple died, and the damage was very heavy......"

"Hold the grass!" As soon as he heard the news of the enemy, Zhao Kun suddenly left behind the leisure of playing in the mountains and rivers, and Yin Ji beat him like a dog back then, and he had to rely on the silver key to save his life. Now he has extraordinary combat power, basically beating most of the dogs, and he has always been obsessed with getting the field back but has no chance.

"It's time for me to kill them. By the way," he suddenly remembered something, "Has the Palace Master of the Star Palace ever appeared?" ”

"No, I haven't heard of it."

"Who is the leader who has appeared in the Star Palace?"

"I heard that it is called the rumor, it is an old man who wears a copper mask all day long, and his strength is terrifying."

It turned out to be him?! Zhao Kun regretted a little that he didn't recognize people. If you knew it earlier...... He shook his head, hindsight was of no use. "Do you know where the people from the Star Palace are now?"

A group of chivalrous knights, you look at me, I look at you, look at each other, and shake their heads.

The man who returned to Zhao Kun for questioning before replied boldly: "Uncle, the whereabouts of the demons in the Star Palace are unpredictable, how do we little people know?" Even if you see it, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape the pursuit of the Star Palace demons......"

"A bunch of rubbish!" Zhao Kun frowned, waved his sleeves, and the person who was kneeling on the ground was sent into the distance by the wind. "I originally wanted to kill you, for the sake of the news, while I haven't changed my mind, get out of ......"

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Forty miles away from Luoyang City, there is a small town called Sanshui Town.

Zhao Kun, who had already gone south to Wudang Mountain, turned back, and met several people from the rivers and lakes on the way, and after inquiring, he got another news that the abbot of Dafu Linghu Temple Yuanling was gathering the Baidao heroes in Sanshui Town, planning to hold a martial arts conference to discuss the elimination of the Star Palace.

Although Bai Dao's attack on the Star Palace has been repeatedly frustrated, after all, Dafu Linghu Temple is the Taishan Beidou of martial arts like Shaolin and Jiuhua, and the lay disciples who came down from Wutai Mountain to learn art are also all over the world. At the initiative of Yuan Ling, Shaolin, Jiuhua and other major factions responded one after another, so the only remaining heroes of Baidao went to Sanshui Town one after another.

Zhao Kun thought about it, and simply headed towards Sanshui Town. However, he got the news a little late, and for now, he couldn't use teleportation spells in places he hadn't been to, so he could only rely on the silver key, so he still chose to ride.

Who knows, when he arrives in town, the house will already be empty. Not only did the so-called martial arts conference not be seen, but even the residents of the town somehow disappeared without a trace. Zhao Kun walked around the town and felt that the residents should have fled - there was no longer a single supply here, and even the door panels had been removed.

Zhao Kun couldn't even find a reliable place to stay. Sanshui was originally a small town, there was only one inn, and the inn only had two remote courtyards, and behind the courtyard was a barren forest. When Zhao Kun arrived, not only was the guest travel extinct, but the owner was also nowhere to be found. The door to the inn was intact, but there was nothing in the guest room—if it weren't for the fact that the group had taken anything of value with them when they fled.

"Lao Tzu has never lived in such a pit inn, but it is ...... No need to pitch a tent. Zhao Kun complained as he moved the bed and quilt out of the storage space of his magic book, intending to spend the night here.

When night was approaching, Zhao Kun was about to go to bed, when a sharp roar suddenly sounded in the distance. Zhao Kun frowned, opened the window and jumped out, and a figure flew in between them, and swept to the front of the inn in a blink of an eye. The man was long, his face was gloomy, his long sword hung from his waist, he was quite surprised by Zhao Kun's sudden appearance, and quickly stopped and stood outside the inn with his hands in his hands.

"I see you're a little familiar...... Zhao Kun looked him up and down, noticed a few points of blood on the corner of this person's clothes, and then turned back to his face, "You are Zhou Zijiang of the Jiuhua Sword Sect?" ”

Zhou Zijiang's thick eyebrows tightened, "Exactly, who is the honorable driver?" Could it be that someone from the Star Palace came to intercept and kill Zhou? ”

"Heh," Zhao Kun chuckled, "I'm not from the Star Palace, but I and the Jiuhua Sword Sect are also a little kind and secret, and I'm even more interested in you." Tell me about the information you know about the Star Palace, so I can—"

Zhao Kun suddenly stopped his mouth and looked sideways. "So there's a little mouse coming?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand all the way, and a little golden **** came out, and a scream came from the darkness, and a man in black immediately fell down from the roof of the house opposite.

Seeing Zhao Kun make a move, with Zhou Zijiang's calmness, he couldn't help but tremble. He held the hilt of his sword and thought to himself: The person in front of him is so strong in martial arts, and he has never heard of such a person in the rivers and lakes, who will he be? And I heard him say that he is not from the Star Palace, and it can be seen from the shot, but he also said that he has a grudge with the Jiuhua Sword Sect, and he is afraid that he will not be good tonight.

At this time, there was a sudden chuckle of "Gege" on the street, the voice was delicate and charming, and with the cold wind, it spread far away on the silent long street, full of bewitching meaning. Zhao Kun's face was gloomy for a moment, and soon became full of joy again.

The twilight was blank, and the white town was shrouded in darkness. The townspeople had long since fled, but at this time, at the end of the deserted long street, there was a beautiful girl and more than thirty men and women dressed in Star Palace costumes.

Zhou Zijiang stretched out his hand and pulled out his sword, his eyes kept wandering among the group of people, knowing that there was a bloody battle tonight. But Zhao Kun turned a blind eye to the more than thirty Star Palace masters, and just stared at the woman in the lead, wearing a thin black leather coat.

"Long time no see, Yin Palace Master." Zhao Kun's voice was miserable, "Zhao didn't dare to forget the shame of the whip back then, and now he finally has the opportunity to get back to the field." ”

Zhou Zijiang heard the words behind him, and his heart was a little relieved. It seems that the mysterious powerhouse has a lot of grievances with the Star Palace Palace Master, if he can entangle the Star Palace Palace Master, tonight's battle will not be ten deaths. It's just that he and the Jiuhua Sword Sect seem to have a lot of grievances, and Zhou Zijiang can't figure out what to do.

So, he continued to maintain the demeanor of a master with a face sinking like water, and his right sleeve was flicked on the scabbard, and with a bang, the river sword jumped out of the sheath a few inches. His eyes were sharp, and at a glance, he knew that the opponent's martial arts were not low, and the advantage in numbers was too great, so he showed this kung fu, wanting to deter these people in one fell swoop and suppress their arrogance. (To be continued.) )