Baili Yingyang stared at Qingyun with a little confusion, and then instantly understood what he meant.

On the document that strangled Xu Feng back then, four people signed a joint signature. There are two Immortal Sword Sects, one is him, and the other is Fu Qingshan, the first disciple. There are also two people in the Burning Star Tower, one is the Qingyun Dao Leader in front of him, and the other is Qi Lian, who has died.

Baili Ying looked at the smiling old fox in front of him, but he actually killed people and didn't spit out bones.

In fact, at that time, he was not very willing to sign the document, but the eldest disciple Fu Qingshan repeatedly complained about Xu Feng's sins in front of him, and finally said that he was moved.

The person in front of him, dressed up and smiling, ostensibly came to show goodwill, but in fact came to negotiate, or to make some kind of deal.

Looking at the complicated expression in Baili Yingyang's eyes, Qingyun Dao Chang slowly said what happened.

"Xu Feng, this kid, is holding the jade Ruyi of the Burning Star Tower in his hand, and he proposed to exchange it for a black sword, so I came to your door on purpose. If your sect is willing to take out that sword, then Xu Feng's exact whereabouts will no longer be a secret to your sect. ”

"You're here to get a sword!" Baili Ying said with an eyebrow.

"I'm also here to give it away!" said Qingyun Daoist calmly.

At dusk, the peasants in the fields have returned home, the shepherd boy riding on the back of the old ox, the peasant woman with the hoe, and the old man driving the flock, under the reflection of the setting sun, present a rare warm picture.

That is, at the foot of the sect, in the industrial area of the Burning Star Tower, there is this kind of labor full of vitality.

Now that the sect is in chaos, the south is in chaos, and the remnant sun will stain the sky with a piece of blood red, and the only one in the world in the south of Great Xia is peaceful, and it seems to be stained by ominous blood light.

Xu Feng and Jiang Liao had already arrived at the door of the only tavern in Lijiazhuang.

Zhuangzi within a radius of dozens of miles, is also this tavern, so the location is very good, at the intersection of two thoroughfares, the idlers on the Zhuangzi, it is very convenient to go around here, the people on the village, whether farming, work, or paying taxes, all have to pass here.

Because in Zhuangzi, he only does the business of the village, and this tavern doesn't even have a name, in the eyes of Xu Feng and Jiang Liao, he is called Lijiazhuang Tavern.

The wide wooden door was open, and in the dim hall, dozens of tables and chairs were scattered, and there were already a few drinkers eating and drinking, looking like a few scoundrels who didn't do anything.

Xu Feng and Jiang Liao approached the hall, and there was no one to say hello to Xiao Er, and the guests all went to the counter to pay the bill by themselves and get the turbid soju.

Only when a few valuable meat dishes are called, the shopkeeper, who never seems to wake up, will provide a service and personally bring the dishes to the guests' tables.

Such a shabby tavern reminded Jiang Liao that when the two of them went to the Netherworld Island together and asked, the time hotel on the road, and the ruthless young man they met in the hotel.

In this situation, Xu Feng also recalled the young man who mixed the rivers and lakes.

Jing Qi once said to Xu Feng: "People in the rivers and lakes, the negotiation location generally chooses a restaurant, the reason is that many grudges can be resolved by drinking, and more grudges, even if they drink, they can't be resolved, so they can use wine to strengthen their courage and work hard!"

Of course, tonight's grudge can't be resolved. Xu Feng is here to make a deal, if the transaction fails, benevolence and righteousness will not be there, and he may have to kill a few people who are not long-sighted.

Xu Feng didn't like to drink, so he made a plate of dry-fried peanuts and ate them unhurriedly, and he didn't know when Jiang Liao developed the habit, and in half an hour, he had already drunk most of the soju.

People came in one after another in the tavern, and the dim and low hall seemed a little crowded, and the vulgar clamor and noise kept coming, and the smell of sweat mixed with the sour smell of inferior shochu echoed in the space.

Feng Youlun took a strange teenager and strode into the tavern, the pungent smell made the two of them unhappy for a while.

Cultivators, as long as they do not deliberately release their breath, will not be distinguished from ordinary people, but when cultivators meet cultivators, they will recognize each other at a glance.

The young man looked at Xu Feng with a gaze that seemed to be about to erupt into flames, and his angry face was full of resentment, and he seemed dissatisfied with the noisy scene in the tavern.

With a bang, the long sword with cold light suddenly came out of its sheath, reflecting a murderous face, and a fierce aura instantly pressed.

Those banker men, street hooligans, still have some eyesight, and when they feel the strong killing intent, they know that they are cultivators who come down from the mountain, and no matter how loud they dare to make noise, they just bow their heads and eat and drink.

In the eyes of cultivators, ordinary people are just ants, and with a single hand and a single foot, they can take their lives, and there is no place for reason.

The hall was silent, because Feng Youlun and the young man were standing at the door, and everyone was afraid to leave by the two of them, which provoked the two immortals to be obscure, and they were silent one by one, and they sat there like wooden people, not daring to move.

Everyone's performance made the young man quite satisfied, his eyebrows raised, and the long sword was sheathed with a bang, but the constricted murderous aura all fell on Xu Feng.

Among the guests in the room, only Xu Feng and Jiang Liao looked chic and casual, so they were particularly conspicuous.

Xu Feng said in his heart, but he was still leisurely, and his fingers removed the thin red coat of peanuts before he threw it into his mouth with satisfaction.

Xu Feng felt inexplicable, he didn't know this young man, how could he have such a big opinion about himself.

"Brother Lun, don't come unharmed!" Xu Feng said with a smile. He deliberately omitted Feng Zi, but he just felt that it was interesting to say so.

"Where is the stuff. Feng Youlun looked wary.

"Where's your stuff?" Jiang Liao asked as he put down the wine bowl in his hand. Xu Feng spread his hands and expressed his agreement with Jiang Liao's words.

Feng Youlun glanced at the strange young man beside him and signaled him not to be impulsive, the young man's eyes were still angry, but he still took out a long cloth bag from his back, which looked like it was carrying a sword.

"It's really fake, show it and take a look. Xu Feng said.

As soon as Xu Feng's voice fell, the young man's figure shook, and the black cloth bag returned behind him, and said word by word: "Thief, don't talk nonsense, hand over the things quickly!"

Xu Feng was stunned, although he was not a good person, he didn't like to be called a thief. Said to Feng Youlun: "This little brother is threatening me! I, Xu Feng, have always been timid, and if I give you something, I will have no value, and when the time comes, a large number of people suddenly appear, and they say that they will kill me for Tianxingdao, my reputation is not good, who will save me!"

"You ......"

"What are you, aren't you very good at doing this kind of behind-the-scenes thing. ”

Feng turned to the young man again, as if after making some kind of reassurance, the young man handed the black sword on his back into his hand.

"Ruyi!" Feng said after taking a few steps forward.

"Such an important thing, I didn't want to bring it with me, but seeing that my fellow door was so sincere and chose such a good place, I simply brought it. Xu Feng smiled, took out something from under the table, and slapped it on the table with a bang.

It was a wooden box, long and wide, large enough to hold the Ruyi.

With Xu Feng's sudden beat, Feng Youlun's heart jumped suddenly.

"Don't worry, it's mine!" Xu Feng said with a smile.

From an outsider's point of view, this wishful crystal jade is easy to cause misunderstanding, only Xu Feng knows, don't say that it is such a shot, even if the whole mountain is smashed on it, it will be fine.

In the hall of the tavern, the bargaining was nearing the end, and on the periphery of the streets and alleys of Lijiazhuang, countless cultivators, under the leadership of Fu Qingshan, came like locusts.