Shen Mu knew that Juan had concerns, and the two of them had only met twice. How can a person who has only seen two sides convince each other. But Shen Mu gambled again, he knew that Juan would definitely do what he said. Juan is a shrewd man, shrewd enough to do business between two companies even to encircle and suppress a cottage, and he will make a choice that suits him.

The most important reason why Shen Mu trapped them in the valley was to let Juan see how capable he was. Only by doing so will Juan be able to make the right choice.

Zhenjiang Mansion couldn't stay in a daze, otherwise Juan wouldn't be able to explain it after he went back, so Shen Mu took the brothers in the cottage to leave his hometown and play a game of gambling with Juan.

Shannan Road, located in the southeast corner of Yunzhao country, Shannan Road is bounded by moat mountain, which is one of the most famous mountains in Yunzhao country, thousands of miles in length and width. It is bordered by the ocean in the east, and the southern end of Shannan Province is where the Nansang Kingdom is located, such a seaside junction between the two countries is very suitable for an organization like Shen Mu.

The surviving people in Wulong Mountain heard Shen Mu say that they wanted to lead the village to Shannan Road, and half of them didn't want to leave the land where they had lived for generations, leaving only more than ten people, plus Duan Chao, Shen Mu, Hou Cheng and Lu Laosan, there were just eighteen people.

Shen Mu thought it was funny, the number eighteen sounded very auspicious. Eighteen copper Ren arrays, eighteen arhats, eighteen palms of descending dragons, the funniest thing is that the bandit leaders in the TV series often shout: Grandpa is a good man after eighteen years! Of course, the kind of eighteen forbidden movie titles, Shen Mu used to collect nearly 18T!

Eighteen people, over the mountains and mountains, trekking through mountains and rivers, using the most primitive means, spent more than a month, and finally arrived at Shannan Road.

Shen Mu looked at the endless mountains and mountains, and said to Duan Chao: "Big boss, this is our new starting point, in the near future, we will definitely recover everything we have lost, and be more brilliant." ”

Lu Lao was three years old when he was young, Shannan Road has a total of five states and 34 counties, the place where they are standing at the moment is the territory of Dingzhou Mansion, Shannan Road is subordinate to the Zhennan King Murong Mansion moderation, Murong family ancestor is one of the three pillars of Yunzhao Guokai. For 300 years, it has always guarded the southern Xinjiang. Here, it seems to be the small court of the Murong family.

In the west of Dingzhou City, there is a Kangguang Road, which leads directly to the main street of the inner city, and this road is the only way to enter the city. At the corner of the road, there is a small wine shed. Four bamboo poles supported a canvas, only two simple tables and chairs, and there were no guests in the wine shed. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and in previous years, there must have been many rural people who went into the city to buy goods from this road to celebrate the festival. But for some reason, I didn't even see a figure at this time.

Next to the wine stove, the shopkeeper was cooking the drinks, his eyes staring at the charcoal fire, muttering to himself.

A man in ink clothes, holding a long pole, which was wrapped in linen, could not see what kind of thing it was. The man wore a hat on his head, his skin was dark, and a pink-white grass seed was stuck to the stubble of his beard with a sigh on his chin.

He walked quickly, the sweat on his back drenching his robe. The boss of Wenjiu saw that there were people coming on the road at a glance, and he ran a few steps in a row, stopped at the intersection and said: "Oh, guest officer, look at you are in a hurry, and your clothes are wet." If you sit here for a while, there is Dingzhou in front of you, and you don't have to rush for a while. While talking, the man in ink couldn't help but talk, pulled out the bench, brushed off the dust with his sleeve, and invited him to sit down.

The weather was dry, and the ink-clothed man's throat was dry and hot, so he sat on the bench at the beckoning of the shopkeeper. Said: "If you don't drink the wine, give me a pot of water to quench your thirst." ”

The shopkeeper beckoned, "Please sit down, and we'll bring you water." ”

The shopkeeper turned around and took a wooden plate and a wooden bowl, scooped a bowl of water from the large water tank on one side, put it on the table and said: "This is the well water that has just been hit, our well water here is sweet and delicious, the guest officer will try it first." ”

The man in ink picked up the wooden bowl, sniffed the tip of his nose again, raised his head and drank it clean, the well water was cool, and the man in ink suddenly felt comfortable. He said, "Great, another bowl." ”

The shopkeeper took the wooden bowl and filled it with water as he said, "Guest officer, what are we going to do in the city?"

The man in ink said: "Don't go into the city, just pass by." ”

The shopkeeper said: "Alas, it's a pity that customers don't enter the city, I heard that Cuihu Lou set up a stage tonight, and the girls inside said they were going to have a talent show." The customer doesn't know, the girl in Cuihu Building, but we are famous ......in Dingzhou, "The owner of the store kept talking, this is the usual trick for doing business, gossiping a lot, and it is used to get close to the customer.

The man in ink smiled slightly, took the water, and drank the essence in one sip.

The shopkeeper continued: "It's a pity that our wine hasn't been sold out yet, and it's strange today...... If we want to catch up with the usual, we won't have any wine left. If you can't sell all this wine, you will definitely make your mother-in-law nag for a while when you go back. Not to mention taking the opportunity to sneak out to listen to the play, it may not be possible to know if there is food at night. The shopkeeper shook his head and lifted the copper flask, which was warm over the charcoal fire.

The aroma of wine overflows and comes to the nose. The man in ink couldn't help but shrug the tip of his nose, but he never spoke, just threw two copper plates, lifted the long pole, turned around and left.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, I don't think this wine can be sold, the little old man is not strong enough to drink, it is all home-brewed good wine, it is a pity to lose it, why not give it to the guest officer to drink." ”

The man in ink frowned, glanced at the old man of the shop, and saw him hunched over, gray hair, and suddenly felt compassion. "How do you sell this wine?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he replied with great joy: "It's not expensive, it's not expensive, just ten copper plates." ”

The man in ink took out a broken silver from the cloth bag around his waist and said, "This money is enough." Keep the wine for yourself. ”

The shopkeeper took the silver, smiled, grabbed the man in ink and said, "The guest officer is really a good person." Sit down and try the craftsmanship of the little old man!"

The shopkeeper brought out a plate of peanuts, a plate of sliced mutton, and a plate of unknown fruit from the back of the cutting board, and put them on the table one by one. He brought up the wine from the charcoal fire and poured a bowl full of warm wine.

After doing all this, the shopkeeper moved a small stool, sat aside, took out a bag of melon seeds from his pocket, and knocked it up.

When the ninth melon seed was knocked, a gust of wind suddenly blew, flying sand and stones, and fascinated the eyes. The store "ouch" was planted, and this fall, rolled more than a foot away, and hit the table of the man in ink before stopping.

With this bang, he knocked down the long pole that the man in ink was standing on next to the table. The shopkeeper covered his head and screamed in pain.

Seeing this, the man in ink hurriedly bent down to help him up. Suddenly, the cold light flashed, and the man in ink secretly screamed that it was not good, and when he wanted to avoid it, he was still too late, his abdomen shook, and he saw that a dagger was inserted in both ribs.

The shopkeeper suddenly got up, he jumped, extremely sensitive, like a flying swallow, a little light, it floated away a few feet away, the shopkeeper held the long pole of the man in ink in his hand, looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "The sect master has an order, Ning Han deceived the teacher to destroy the ancestors, and he will kill him when he sees it!"

The man in ink was pale, his teeth were tightly closed, and he pulled out the dagger inserted in the rib scissors, and the blood flowed like a note, only to hear him chant the words: "The heart is dependent on each other, and the spirit is one for each other, borrow my white lotus, and recast the flesh...... Stop!"

I saw a white lotus halo suddenly appear in his palm, the lotus flower bloomed, scattered pieces of petals, and fell on the wound, the wound was wrapped in the lotus petals, glowing with a faint light, and the blood was stopped.

Seeing this, the old man was shocked and said, "Lotus Shengjue!" Before his words fell, he waved with both hands. From under the loess behind him, six people flew out, dusty, and I don't know when those people were hiding underground, or if they had just rushed over from some tunnel.

The six people landed, each occupying a position, each holding a long sword in his hand, and stabbed at the man who called Ning Han.

Six swords, six directions, each drawing a meteor.

Ning Han's brows tightened, and on the side of his body, he raised his foot and kicked the table away, and with a bang, he smashed towards the six swordsmen. The six of them were not in a hurry, and with a flick of their wrists, six sword lights instantly smashed the wooden table apart.

Ning Han stepped forward, and each of his left and right hands picked up a flying table leg, staggered and danced, like a long stick, and smashed it towards the top of the heads of the two people in front of him.

The two of them felt that this blow was smashed open, and the air around them was condensed, and the pressure of thousands of catties was overwhelming, so they didn't dare to make a hard connection, and rolled on the spot, letting go of Ning Han's two table legs.

Ning Han seemed to have expected that the two of them would retreat, and the table leg smashed halfway, and suddenly swept away, sweeping towards the waists of the two swordsmen on the left and right.

The left and right didn't expect that Ning Han was just a false move, and what he really took was the two of them. The two of them had already used more than half of their sword moves, and they hurriedly changed their moves in a panic. The man on the right jumped out of thin air with both feet, and his sword pierced the table leg from top to bottom. The man on the left was holding the sword duel, the long sword actually turned half a circle in his palm, the tip of the sword pointed to the table leg, and with a bang, it flew away from the palm control and pierced the table leg.

Ning Han was slightly stunned, but unexpectedly, these six people's swordsmanship was so skillful, the table legs had been lost, Ning Han's fists came out together, and there was a faint white light on his fists, which was the same as the previous lotus. Two other long swords had already stabbed in, touching the white light, and there was a sword sound of "ding", which could not hurt his Ning Han skin at all.

Ning Han swung his sword and raised his voice, "Your Excellency is the entrance of the Departure Sect?"

The shopkeeper said, "I am the "Phantom Hand" Sun Meng!"

Ning Han said: "What a phantom hand, he actually did this sneak attack. ”

Sun Meng said: "Everyone in the sect knows that the "empty hunting gun" Ning Han is powerful, if you don't use some means, how can you cheat this iron spear of yours." ”

Those six swordsmen were like meteors, extremely fast, and they were indeed unable to hurt Ning Han. Although Ning Han's fists were powerful, he couldn't help these six swordsmen.

The six of them worked together seamlessly, both offensively and defensively. When the two of them stabbed out, two of them would protect each other with swords, and the other two would wait for the opportunity to move, and seeing the change in Ning Han's moves, they would meet them with swords. So switched, with tacit understanding.

Those six people couldn't attack for a long time, and they knew that Ning Han's cultivation was powerful. Suddenly, he paused his body, stood in three rows, one person was in the front, and the five people in the back two rows gathered their swords together, pushing their palms on the back of the people in front of them, and muttered words in their mouths, as if reciting the Taoist scriptures, a stream of air rose from the ground, and the clothes of the six people who were blown by the air flowed and danced.

Seeing this, Ning Han secretly said that it was not good, and his fists were folded in front of him. At this moment, the swordsman standing at the forefront burst out and slashed into the air with a sword.

The sword turned into an incomparably huge golden sword shadow, and the golden giant sword, as if opening the world, slashed at Ning Han with the sound of hunting wind.

This sword shattered the wine shed behind Ning Han, and as the long sword slashed down, the loess under Ning Han's feet actually tore a crack. The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, penetrating the trees, and the big trees on the side of the road were planted with a bang. Everywhere the sword qi went, it was a mess.

Terrible blow.

This sword slashed between Ning Han's fists, shattering the white halo on his fists, Ning Han's left arm snapped with a snap, and with a "wow", he spit out a mouthful of dirty blood.

Sun Meng smiled coldly and said, "I don't think I can do anything, but I actually took this 'Heaven Breaking Sword Formation'." ”

The Heaven Breaking Sword Formation, with the power of six people combined into one sword, is so powerful that it can be imagined.

Ning Han staggered under his feet, and wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with his right hand. His eyes were slightly closed, and he shouted, "Where is the hunting sky!"

The corners of Sun Meng's mouth rose. At this time, Ning Han was still thinking about his "Empty Hunting Gun". The empty hunting gun that Ning Han was proud of was in his hand.