The moonlight shone down through the cloud curtain, shining on the two black carriages, brightening the majestic city of Langya.

It was quiet in the carriage, and Xu Hexian half-squinted.

Fan Wuwei's chubby face twitched slightly, he didn't hold back his subconscious impulse after all, and laughed out loud again.

The quacking sound was like that of a crow in the treetops, spreading terror.

In reality, however, his voice was weak, as if he was forcing a smile.

Snort.

A silver streak crossed the night sky, like a fleeting meteor shower, short but extremely gorgeous and memorable.

Fan Wuwei's reaction was already very fast.

The fat body trembled slightly, and the long sword in his hand shook, and he stabbed at the silver temper that flew by.

The original form of the silver hammer was a long whip.

The slender whips were covered with sharp barbs, glittering in the night.

Fan Wuwei's sword stabbed the long whip.

Instead, he was hit hard, and the sword body bent instantly.

The whip's forward trend was only slightly blocked.

With a pop, Fan Wuwei spat out a mouthful of blood, and his chubby body flew upside down and fell next to the black carriage.

The dust and mud rolled up were like crystal stones under the moonlight, and they were like mountains, pressing Fan Wuwei's chest tightly, and the feeling of suffocation ran through his brain.

Xu Hexian flicked his arm, and the long whip returned to his hand.

The tail of the whip was stained with blood.

"I'm not going to kill you, at least not blatantly. Xu Hexian looked at Fan Wuwei calmly, and said slowly: "The competition between the Xuanzheng Division and the Heavenly Council has always existed, but there is no need for the Water Mirror Division to intervene, no matter what kind of relationship you have with Jiang Tingyu. Stay in the Water Mirror Division, don't have any other thoughts, if something endangers Jiang Guo, my Xuanzheng Division has the right to cut it with a sword. ”

Xu Hexian's carriage drove away.

Fan Wuwei struggled to get up from the ground.

He was very confused about the purpose of Xu Hexian's appearance here, but he also clearly understood that it was too easy for Xu Hexian to kill him.

He pursed his lips, spat out the remaining bloodstains, grinned silently, and muttered: "It turns out that the capital is really dangerous, maybe I really shouldn't come, but ...... I, Fan Wuwei, am not frightened, and we will have the opportunity to slowly wrench our wrists in the future. ”

Fan Wuwei returned to the carriage, couldn't help but scream, and scolded bitterly: "Damn, it really hurts, fortunately I have this fat body, otherwise the bones would have to be broken." ”

The little guy driving the carriage had already left alone because Fan Wuwei went to the inner courtyard to see Xue Wangwei, but even though there was no coachman, Fan Wuwei was also sitting in the carriage, but the carriage still drove smoothly into the south city gate.

......

Before Fan Wuwei left the Sword Academy, at the end of the big exam, Zhong Xiyan appeared in the inner courtyard.

This was the first time he had walked into the inner courtyard of the palace.

The inner courtyard does not prohibit outsiders from entering, it only needs to be heard, of course, it is impossible to enter the hinterland of the inner courtyard.

Somewhere, beside a small stream, there is a lonely pavilion.

There is a stone table and a stone bench in the pavilion, and a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are placed on the stone table, and a girl is sitting on the stone bench.

The girl was dressed in moon-white clothes, with black and beautiful waist-length hair, her long hair was tied behind her very casually, she held a pen with one hand, her cheeks were cold, and her eyes were extremely serious and shining.

The drizzle was still falling.

Zhong Xiyan held an umbrella, stood on the mountain road, and quietly looked at the woman writing seriously in the pavilion.

There was a cool breeze.

The girl's long hair danced in the wind, the face of the alluring city remained unchanged, she reached out to smooth the rice paper, finished writing the last word, slowly put the pen, raised her eyes to look at the man outside the pavilion, and her jade lips opened lightly: "Senior Brother Zhong." ”

Zhong Xiyan bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "Mr. Three, don't come to harm." ”

The woman in the pavilion is the third senior sister.

Although she knew Zhong Xiyan, she was actually not very familiar with her, or in other words, except for the fellow disciples and sisters in the Sword Academy, there were very few people who were familiar with the third senior sister.

Who made her just an otaku girl who likes to write, like to practice, and like to steal wine and drink.

Zhong Xiyan said gently: "Today is the big exam of the Sword Academy, I came to watch the ceremony on the order of the teacher, and I did see a very wonderful competition, and the newcomers of the Sword Academy are very good." I don't think it's strange to come and disturb Mr. Three. ”

The third senior sister did not deny that the new junior brother and junior sister who were new to the junior last winter were very good, but she was indeed a little unhappy that Zhong Xiyan appeared here, because the other party disturbed her fun of writing.

But the other party smiled and spoke very politely, she couldn't directly issue an expulsion order, she just said lightly: "The Star Picking Mansion is the highest institution of learning other than the academy, and it has not recruited new disciples for many years, so I think it is extremely visionary." ”

Zhong Xiyan said with a smile: "There are many things in the Star Picking Mansion, the junior brothers and sisters are very hard and serious in their cultivation, the Panlong Banquet will be held in late spring, and the potential newcomers who have cultivated in the Four Realms will show their talents, I hope that the disciples of the Star Picking Mansion and your Sword Academy will be able to achieve good results and become famous in Jiang Country." ”

The Panlong Banquet is a grand event in the Jiang Kingdom's cultivation world, and the young talents in the entire Jiang Kingdom's cultivation sect will participate, and it is indeed an excellent opportunity to become famous.

The third senior sister subconsciously thought of Li Mengzhou, and she didn't know if that junior brother could show his demeanor at the Panlong Banquet and make a reputation for the Sword Academy.

......

The outer courtyard of the mountain gate of the palace.

The eight people selected at the end of the big exam will inherit the sword of the ancestors of the Sword Academy tomorrow, cultivate their own natal sword, and truly be able to walk in the world in the name of sword cultivation.

Li Mengzhou already has a natal sword, so naturally he will not inherit the swords in the sword courtyard anymore, and he can't look down on those swords.

He was just a little strange, he didn't see Jiang Zi's painting during the big exam, and even the disciples of Pujiayuan, who had been living in the Sword Academy for a long time, didn't come to watch the ceremony.

Just thinking like this, the figure painted by Jiang Zi appeared in front of him.

He also held an oil-paper umbrella and complained: "The rainy weather is really bad, and the good practice is disturbed by the noise outside." ”

Li Mengzhou said funny: "You want to be lazy, don't you even blame the weather?"

With Jiang Zi's cultivation, of course, it is impossible to be easily affected by the noise of foreign objects, and he can naturally guess Jiang Zi's thoughts immediately.

Jiang Zihua said speechlessly: "Cultivation is also very tiring, and it is wonderful to combine work and rest." ”

When it comes to crooked truths, Li Mengzhou can't say that Jiang Zi painted them, and this sentence is also quite reasonable, boring practice should find something good for the mood to relax, and it is not advisable to do it behind closed doors at some times.

Li Mengzhou looked at Jiang Zihua and asked curiously: "Isn't Senior Sister Lu from Pujia Garden very fond of participating in some lively things in the Sword Academy, why didn't I see her in the big exam today?"

Jiang Zihua said: "Because at the end of spring, the Panlong Banquet will be held, and the disciples of Pujiayuan appeared in the capital to participate in the Panlong Banquet, but now there is not much time, of course, they have all begun to practice seriously." ”

Li Mengzhou had also heard of the Panlong Banquet, but he didn't know much about the specific things, it seemed to be a banquet between the younger generation of cultivators in Jiang Guo, or a competition.

"I hope to be able to fight you at the Dragon Banquet, and I will work hard to cultivate in the next time. ”

Guan Muyun came to Li Mengzhou's side, looked at him and said.

Li Mengzhou frowned, glanced at Guan Muyun silently, nodded very seriously, and said: "Although you are a disciple of the academy and you are high in the sky, you can't beat me, but I will wait for you to challenge me." ”

Guan Muyun was a little angry, but the cultivation of the scholar did not make him attack, but said very politely: "I practice all the time in the academy, and even recite books in my sleep, I think that those who work hard will eventually be rewarded, even if my current cultivation is not as good as yours, but I believe that this is only temporary, I hope that Brother Li will teach you a lesson or two during the Panlong Banquet." ”

After the words fell, Guan Muyun turned around and left.

Jiang Zihua smacked his tongue and said: "This great talent in Shanglu is really hard-working, and he doesn't even forget to practice when he sleeps." ”

Li Mengzhou said: "I also work hard, eat hard, sleep seriously, and spend the rest of my time practicing." You're the only one who doesn't work hard. ”

Jiang Zihua said speechlessly: "What does eating and sleeping seriously have to do with cultivation?"

Li Mengzhou patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's not what you said about combining work and rest, keeping enough sleep, nutrition and health can lead to better cultivation, which is a very important thing." ”

"So, it's a rainy day that's pretty good for sleeping. ”

"It's night, and even if it's not raining, you should go to bed, otherwise what are you going to do?"

"I haven't even eaten dinner yet. ”

"Then it's none of my business, I'll go back to Chaosi Lane to eat and sleep. ”

Li Mengzhou said goodbye to Jiang Zihua, walked out of the mountain gate of the palace, and under the vast night and rain, the umbrella gradually drifted away.

When approaching the south gate, Li Mengzhou stopped.

He looked at the black carriage that disappeared at the south gate and frowned slightly.

There were less noticeable blood stains on the muddy ground, many of which had been washed away by the rain.

"The night rain in the rivers and lakes is always not peaceful. ”

Although Li Mengzhou hadn't seen a battle that had taken place here, the black carriage that had disappeared was Fan Wuwei's, and he could probably imagine what had happened here.

The remaining aura ripples between heaven and earth were still scorching the air, and they belonged to the coercion of the aftermath of the aura.

He stood still for a moment, then re-entered the city gate.

In the rainy and misty night, there were no pedestrians to be seen on the streets of the capital, and Li Mengzhou, who returned to Chaosi Lane, first took a comfortable bath, then crossed his knees on the bed and continued to cultivate his natal sword, and by the way, he practiced "Silkworm Annihilation Scroll".

Whether it is a drunken dream or "Silkworm Annihilation", it is the foundation of his life.

And somewhere far outside Jiang Country, under the same night sky, a story is also happening.