Winter goes to spring, and before you know it, it's another year.

It was the end of mid-spring, and the chill had subsided for the most part. In the afternoon, a warm breeze blew into the guest room through the window. Bian Yao was leaning against the wall and lying on the bed, thinking about something quietly. Suddenly, his eyebrows moved, and he moved his gaze to the door.

The moment the door was pushed open, the familiar red and smiling faces appeared in view. Bian Yao stared at the girl twice, and found that in addition to growing taller, the whole feeling was also faintly different from that of years ago.

"Why did you come here alone, Honghong?" Bian Yao sat on the bed and did not move, with a smile in his words, but also half puzzled.

"It's inconvenient to take it with me for what I'm going to do this time, so I'll let it stay in the palace...... Ahem, let it stay at home. The girl's cough was very sudden, and the switch was very timely, and after finishing speaking, she looked around again.

Bian Yao smiled, pretending not to notice her slip of the tongue, and after he whispered the girl's words in his heart, the look on his face couldn't help but change slightly.

"Why is it inconvenient to take it with you, what do you want to do?" Bian Yao's face faintly revealed a hint of nervousness, and a feeling of trouble and trouble suddenly came to his heart.

"Going to a fun place, of course! I'll bring someone with me. The girl grinned, turned and walked two steps to the door, poked her head out of the door and shouted, "Hey, come in!"

Bian Yao subconsciously sat up and jumped off the bed, feeling that something was wrong in his heart.

After a few breaths, a black-clothed young man slowly moved into the room, his half-length black hair tied back, and a sword behind him, his cold face was a little restrained. When those deep dark eyes turned to look at Bian Yao, their expression changed suddenly, and they returned to calm in the blink of an eye.

When Bian Yao saw the face of the young man in black at a glance, his mouth opened unconsciously, and then closed again. A girl is not enough, and it is even more "troublesome" to have more positions.

When he was in Wufeng Town, he and He Qingyin had encountered trouble once, but fortunately, a young man in black came to his aid in time, that is, the young man in front of him with a very cold gaze. It's not that Bian Yao is ungrateful, in fact, he is still grateful to this young man, but the identity of the young man makes him feel a headache.

"This is my younger brother, named Ye Ye. Although she was the same age as me, she was born an hour later than me, so I was his sister. He's a sword cultivator!And he's already broken through to the sword madness realm, even more powerful than me!" The girl stood behind the black-clothed young man, didn't notice the difference between the two, and said to Bian Yao with a smile.

The black-clothed young man's lips twitched slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with the girl's words, but he didn't speak, still looking cold.

Bian Yao sighed wildly in his heart, thinking that the people of this clan were all cultivation geniuses, and they had such a realm of cultivation at such a young age! I remember that when he stayed in the mountains overnight after leaving Wufeng Town, the old ghost said that he was at the peak of the sword demon, and he didn't think that after more than a year, he has now become a sword maniac. He was very impressed by the sword cultivator, and when he was in the cave city, he had personally seen a mid-stage dream maniac compete with a sword cultivator in the Dream Arena. At the beginning, the sword demon was at a weak position, but his body was very strong and resistant to beating, and when he broke through to the sword mania, in the blink of an eye, he turned the mid-term dream madness into a helpless fight!

"Dead boy, did you hear what I said? My brother is not very talkative, and it took me half a day to get him. You're going to have to get along well in the future, you know?"

After hearing the girl's words, although Bian Yao felt a little relieved, he couldn't help but let out a wry smile in his heart. I thought that since he doesn't like to talk, I just pretend not to talk. In the book, there is not much information about the young man in black, except for the annotation of his identity, there are very few words in the evaluation of him: he is obsessed with the way of sword cultivation, withdrawn since childhood, and does not like to laugh.

"Got it. Where the hell are we going?" asked Bian Yao.

"The Thousand Rings volcano group. After the girl finished speaking, she winked at him, and said in the air, "Don't worry! I only told him that you were an orphan and that you were able to use a dream clone, and nothing else." He has a tight mouth, and even if he knows any secrets, he doesn't have to worry about him telling nonsense. ”

"What are you doing so far away?" asked Bian Yao with a frown.

"In three months, it will be my mother~'s birthday, and I want to go there to find a 'Purple Fire Lingzhi' for her as a birthday gift. Hurry up and pack your things, and we'll be on our way in a moment!" urged the girl with a beaming face.

Bian Yao smiled helplessly, peeked at the young man in black, and found that he was staring at him, and suddenly felt a tingling in his back, and at the same time felt a little weak and strange in his heart.

Even though Bian Yao was reluctant, he couldn't say no, after all, he owed the girl a great favor!

Just after noon, the three of them hurriedly left the Qianshou Inn and rushed to the east city gate.

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In the western suburbs of the imperial city, an ordinary closed courtyard house.

"One more person, still a sword cultivator!" the white-shirted man frowned, pacing in the middle of the hall and groaning.

"What's going on?" suddenly the door was pushed open, and a white-haired old man hurriedly walked in.

"That kid left the inn at noon today, but in addition to the girl in red, there was another strange young man in black, and he was a sword cultivator!"

The old man was slightly stunned when he heard this, and was very surprised. After pondering for a while, he asked, "Can you see what kind of realm that sword cultivator is about?"

"Judging by his age, he is at most a sword breaker. ”

"Hey, with that girl's lesson first, you must not judge the strength of the other party only from the surface. Originally, according to the city lord's intention, he wanted to buy that kid first, and then look for an opportunity to kill him after he relaxed his vigilance. At the moment, it seems that we have not had the opportunity to have personal contact with him. The white-haired old man said with low eyebrows.

"According to the dead man who followed him, they had already left the eastern city gate and were rushing to the eastern suburbs. In your opinion, how do we go next?"

The old man walked back and forth in the hall, pondered for a while, and then said, "This may be a good opportunity to do it! Now we have three dead soldiers and three crow guards in our hands, and it should be enough to deal with them! But to make sure that nothing goes wrong, we will go with us." ”

"You don't have to go, I'll just go! It's not yet possible to know what their purpose is, just in case, Xu Lao, you still stay in the city, if there is any unexpected situation, you can contact at any time." The man in the white shirt spoke, his face revealing a little confidence.

"It's okay, but this time we must get rid of that kid! I can't live up to the high hopes and trust of the city lord again and again!" the white-haired old man nodded after a moment's thought.