Yan Kaiting walked up and said, "You are still like this, you only draw your eyes every day." I don't know what you're talking about?"

Fu Mingxuan was slightly stunned, just now he was obviously settled, and he didn't notice Yan Kaiting coming from behind.

"What's wrong with you, are you settled?" Yan Kaiting was a little surprised by Fu Mingxuan's abnormal performance and asked.

Fu Mingxuan shook his head and said with a smile: "After I finished painting, I didn't know what I thought, so I didn't control my mind and settled down." It's not you talking in the back, I'm afraid I'm going to have to stay inside for a while. ”

Yan Kaiting nodded and said, "I met Shen Rongzhao yesterday. ”

"Oh, when?"

"Yesterday evening, in the Cool Breeze Pavilion, it seemed that someone was chasing him, and when they saw him, he had already been poisoned. ”

Fu Mingxuan frowned slightly, thinking that the person who could hurt Shen Rongzhao, if he was not a real-life master, should also be a team of some quite cultivated killers to encircle and suppress him.

As if guessing what Fu Mingxuan said in his heart, Yan Kaiting thought for a moment and said: "It is said to be an organization called the Flying Knife Society, Shen Rongzhao just happened to meet me, so I went to meet those people, and I didn't see how powerful they were, and I also grabbed a live mouth and gave it to Shen Rongzhao." ”

Fu Mingxuan smiled slightly and said, "The Flying Knife Club itself is not powerful, but the people behind the Flying Knife Club are powerful." ”

"Oh?"

"In the Yuanhui Sect, although Shen Rongzhao has been the first disciple for the longest time, there are still many people who covet that position, and it is normal to encounter these things. The people who often set up a situation behind the scenes must be people who know Shen Rongzhao very well. ”

Fu Mingxuan explained that Yan Kaiting thought of Fu Mingxuan's attempt to kill Fu Mingxuan in Weiqing a few days ago by Luo Changsu.

Yan Kaiting pondered for a moment and said, "Mingxuan, do you think that Yujing City has become more and more strange recently. ”

Fu Mingxuan didn't say anything, just asked rhetorically, "What do you say?"

Yan Kaiting said: "In recent days, there have been more and more Chinese and foreign visitors in Yujing City, what flying knives will not be talked about for the time being, I will take you to a place tonight, you will know what I mean when you see it." ”

Unexpectedly, Yan Kaiting also learned to sell Guanzi, Fu Mingxuan turned around and knocked Yan Kaiting's head with the paintbrush in his hand.

"You've learned to sell guanzi?"

Yan Kaiting smirked and said, "Do you remember Yetang Garden on West Street? ”

Yetang Garden is a courtyard of a restaurant on West Street that specializes in entertaining foreigners, planted with all kinds of rare and exotic trees, perennial verdant green, green trees are hidden, there is also a pool of artificial small lake, full of wind lotus leaves, from time to time there are a few pink and tender lotuses coming out, when they were young, the two often went to those places, and some outsiders mixed together.

After agreeing with Fu Mingxuan, Yan Kaiting left Fu Mansion and wanted to go to Liangfeng Pavilion, but before he took a few steps, he heard Fu Mingxuan say coldly behind him: "It's better to drink less." ”

Yan Kaiting nodded and walked forward.

At night, the cold moonlight dyed Yujing with a layer of silver white, and the rockery in the mountain garden cast a dark shadow in the moonlight, and Yan Kaiting, who had lowered his body, squatted in the shadows, carefully observing the two figures in the guest room in the mountain garden.

Behind him, Fu Mingxuan exuded a faint blue light around him, surrounding Yan Kaiting and Fu Mingxuan.

Fu Mingxuan stared at the two figures in the room, eager to knock Yan Kaiting's head into the flowers.

"Zhushengmen Wuji Zhenren, you told us to come so unprepared?"

Fu Mingxuan was referring to a tall figure in the room, who looked no more than forty years old, wearing an indigo gown, with a tall and thin posture, with a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, just the tips of five long black hair, glowing with a piece of silver.

"All Beings?"

On the way to Liangfeng Pavilion yesterday, Yan Kaiting saw this stranger with strange hair, originally thought that it was just an ordinary master who traveled abroad, so he thought that he would pull Fu Mingxuan to take a look at this person's movements, but he didn't expect that this person turned out to be a real person from Zhushengmen!

The layer of faint blue light floating around Fu Mingxuan's body was actually a barrier set up to shield the breath of the two, Rao was a real person, and it took a lot of effort to find the traces in the blue light.

From a distance, the blue light melted into the night, without color or light.

Fu Mingxuan lowered his voice, pointed to a slightly lower, athletic young figure next to Wuji Zhenren and said, "That, it's the first disciple of the Zhusheng Sect, Bai Qiu Pavilion." ”

Yan Kaiting observed the appearance of the man, who was almost twenty-five or sixteen years old. is also wearing an indigo gown and wearing a black iron sword at his waist. It's just that compared to the real person next to him, his temperament is slightly immature, and there is a look of ignorance of the world in his eyes.

Yan Kaiting turned around, smiled slyly, and asked, "They are all the first disciples, who is more powerful between you and Shen Rongzhao or this Bai Qiu Pavilion?"

Fu Mingxuan laughed and said, "Not to mention me and Shen Rongzhao, this Bai Qiu Pavilion can sit in the position of the first disciple, and it is not thanks to his father." ”

As he spoke, Fu Mingxuan pointed to the Mowgli real person he had just mentioned.

"Oh, and how do you know about such secrets?"

Fu Mingxuan chuckled lightly and said: "This is no longer a secret among the four major sects, Wuji Zhenren went out to travel in his early years, and after falling in love with a woman, he brought it back to Baiqiu Pavilion. Although this Bai Qiuting is twenty-five years old, when it comes to cultivation, he is on par with you. ”

"Moreover, this Mowgli real person cares for the calf, and never lets this Bai Qiu Pavilion go to some mundane places to practice, and every time he personally selects a secret realm or an immortal mountain or something, let Bai Qiu Pavilion go. So this time I was also surprised, I didn't expect to see him in Yujing City. ”

After saying that, the two of them carefully observed the situation in the house.

Seeing that the two people in the room seemed to be discussing something, Wuji Zhenren took out a mustard seed bag and handed it to Bai Qiuting, Bai Qiuting took the bag with some doubts in his eyes.

"Master, this?"

Wuji Zhenren said lightly: "Originally, I had to stay in Yujing for a while, but I received a secret order from your master yesterday, and the door already knew that I was here, and I had to go back as soon as possible, otherwise those people don't know what kind of chaos will happen." ”

Bai Qiuting groaned slightly, and said, "Even the senior uncle can't suppress them?"

Wuji Zhenren frowned and shook his head, and said, "Although your master's cultivation is high, he doesn't know anything about this worldly affairs. Over the years, he has been in retreat many times, but just to be less disturbing. ”

Bai Qiuting held the mustard seed bag, saluted to Wuji Zhenren, and said, "Qiuting will not dishonor the master's life!"

Wuji Zhenren nodded, stretched out his hand and touched Bai Qiuting's head, sighed slightly, and then paced in front of the window, his eyes drifting into the dark depths in the distance.

In the dark, Yan Kaiting and Fu Mingxuan slowly withdrew from Yetang Garden by Fu Mingxuan's blue light barrier, and when they left the garden, Fu Mingxuan's brows were tightly wrinkled together.

Yan Kaiting was also silent, and after thinking about it for a while, he felt that the matter was not simple.

Now, among the four major sects, three factions have appeared in Yujing, and they are still some core figures, if Yujing is still as calm as it appears at this time, then there must be an undercurrent turbulent.

The two walked on the West Street, and Yan Kaiting asked, "Mingxuan, are you the only one who has a door?"

Fu Mingxuan made up his mind, hoping that Yan would open the court, and said, "What do you mean?"

Yan Kaiting shook his head and said: "Three of the four major sects have already appeared here, just now the first disciple of the Zhusheng Sect has an important task in Yujing, but this Yujing is not only usually doing business, but is worried about the Duobao Pavilion of the Flower God Temple, you cultivators in the sect have always looked down on me? ”

Fu Mingxuan let out a long sigh and said, "I don't quite understand, my junior uncle suddenly appeared in Yujing yesterday. ”

"Uncle Junior?"

"That's right, it's a real person. ”

"A genius with a small door?!"

Fu Mingxuan smiled and said, "You know a lot, but my little uncle is indeed famous enough." ”

Yan Kaiting pondered for a moment and asked, "Your junior uncle didn't tell you anything?"

Fu Mingxuan shook his head and said, "Maybe the time has not come." In short, Yujing has been different from the past recently, you still have to be more careful when you act normally, Shen Rongzhao was a little reckless last night, the person who can hurt Shen Rongzhao is okay to hurt you, last night was your luck. ”

Yan Kaiting scratched his head and muttered, "I don't know what I'm doing this drinking." ”

Fu Mingxuan sighed slightly, and the two stepped on the cold moonlight and walked towards their respective mansions.

In the city of Yujing, on the Heishui River, a painting boat floats under the sparkling moonlight, the painting boat is not as noisy as the day, but there is a quiet like the night, in one of the high-class rooms, a girl in white will light a candle, suddenly, like the quiet fragrance of the empty valley orchid filled the whole room.

The girl in white retreated silently, leaving Shen Boyan alone to sit in the wing room, sipping tea.

At the moment when the teacup was put down, a barrier that fluctuated like water rose in the entire chamber, completely isolating the inside and outside, and then, Shen Boyan took out an embroidered purse from the mustard seed bag and threw it in front of him.

The moment the purse landed, it became the size of a person, Shen Boyan stretched out his finger and swiped down, and the purse suddenly opened, revealing the small Linglong inside.

Because of Shen Boyan's confinement technique, although Xiao Linglong was full of hatred, she had nowhere to go, her whole body was as soft as a ball of cotton, and she couldn't stand up.

Shen Boyan stood up, walked in front of her and squatted down, stretched out his hand and pinched Xiao Linglong's immature face, chuckled, and shook it off gently.

"If I'm not mistaken, I've seen you before. ”

Shen Boyan said lightly, but Xiao Linglong was stunned for a moment, and then returned to his hatred and hatred, because he was imprisoned, but he couldn't even speak.

"You said that you took people's money and eliminated disasters for others, and you and I had no grievances, why did you hate me so much?"

With a pop, a ray of white light flew into Xiao Linglong's forehead, and suddenly she only felt light, and all her strength came back, but her hands and feet were still weak, so she sat up, looked at Shen Boyan and said, "You killed my master, of course I hate you!"

Shen Boyan chuckled, looked at her and said, "Your master wants to kill me, do I still have to wait to be killed by him?"