At the foot of Qingqiu Mountain, a sword furnace disciple looked up at the sword mound that was like beacon fire and wolf smoke, one after another smoke and dust, and said with some emotion: "He is the fastest in decades, even faster than Chen Zhi and Xu Huang before that. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Another Sword Furnace disciple was silent for a while, and then said, "If you don't count the previous days, starting from the first tablet, he is not faster, but much faster, and the speed is shocking. ”

On top of this sword mound, there are naturally many sword slaves, who are higher than Cai Wenzhao, and there are even centuries-old monsters.

It's just that Cai Wenzhao only took less than a day, and people didn't see his limit at all.

There are more than one person who has this kind of thought, especially some sword slaves who have been watching the monument for many years, and they even have a feeling of dreaming, when did the sword monument be so easy to unravel?

They even began to doubt their own natural understanding.

"At such a speed, even the legend is the only one who has that person..."

"If it weren't for his surname Cai, I would really think that he was the descendant of Emperor Wu. ”

It is rumored that Emperor Wu of Wei was like this back then, from the first to the seventeenth, from the first to the seventeenth, at a glance, as if walking on the ground.

Could it be that Cai Wenzhao wants to repeat history today?

Looking up at the sun still hanging high in the air, these Sword Furnace disciples had terrifying thoughts one by one.

And in the crowd, at this moment, Cui San's eyebrows fluttered, for fear that others would not know that he and Cai Wenzhao knew each other.

Xiao Qiao stood silently aside, but at this moment, she was unprecedentedly nervous in anticipation.

"The ninth sword monument, Cai Wenzhao, you really didn't lie to me. ”

Qingqiu Sword Sect, the ninth sword tablet.

Cai Wenzhao finally walked on this sword monument.

This sword mound is different from the previous ones.

The most striking thing here is not the sword stele, but a rock, or rather the stone statue on the rock.

A shabby armor with rust all over the breastplate, the armor covered his whole body, and even his face was hidden in the armor.

The man hung his head, half-bowed.

Cai Wenzhao frowned, and his eyes were a little solemn: "Could it be that Xiao Qiao is the one who is waiting for him?"

Suddenly, the statue shook, and cracks appeared in the armor, which were the hardened dust deposited on the surface, and the hard pieces were peeling off one by one, and the eyes of the stone statue were open.

It's like waking up from the abyss of time, and this gaze is full of vicissitudes.

After a long time, the man's lips, which had not moved for a long time, opened and closed: "You are finally here." ”

Cai Wenzhao's heart shook, but he still replied calmly: "Do you know the seniors?"

"I don't know, it's just that I've been waiting for you for fifteen years. The man remained seated, and as he spoke, his face fluttered and the stone skin fell from his face as his cheeks moved.

"Why did the seniors say that?" Cai Wenzhao felt a little uneasy in his heart, why did he always have a sense of déjà vu that had been arranged.

Is there really a so-called fate, and it can be deduced in advance?

"With the life of the emperor and the spirit of jealousy, I am looking for you. The man still said indifferently.

"Hehe, it seems that the seniors have recognized the wrong person, and the younger generation is just the son of a small Zhonglang general in Luoyang City. Cai Wenzhao pretended not to understand, but his heart was like a stormy wave, if he hadn't agreed to Xiao Qiao, he would have broken the monument and stayed away from this person.

The suicide of Sima Zhao is not a sign of jealousy and early death, and he was reborn and occupied his body.

"Is this really predestined?"

While Cai Wenzhao was thinking, the man was also looking at Cai Wenzhao.

"Little friend, I have no ill will towards you, on the contrary, the old man has a request for you, of course, I believe that you can't refuse my return. The man said lightly.

"Oh, yes? I, Cai Wenzhao, have never been greedy for wealth. The kid came to solve the monument, and to bring a message for someone, she is waiting for you at the bottom of the mountain. If you don't go down, then she'll wait until you go down. Cai Wenzhao looked at this person with some vigilance and said.

"Qiao'er...here?" The man was still deep and cold, and at this moment his emotions were out of control, a little at a loss, and his deep eyes were full of pity.

"Now that the words have been brought, the juniors will go to solve the monument and say goodbye. Cai Wenzhao glanced at this person and wondered in his heart, since he was so reluctant, why was he so obsessed with the sword monument and abandoned his wife and children.

It's just that he looks different from the rest of the sword slaves.

"Strange. Cai Wenzhao secretly said in his heart.

"Wait, Xiaoyou hasn't agreed to my request yet. The man's body was extremely inflexible because he hadn't moved for a long time, and he was a little anxious when he saw that Cai Wenzhao was about to leave.

"I said, I'm just helping Xiao Qiao to talk, all you have to do is go down the mountain to meet her quickly. What's the use of begging me. Cai Wenzhao was also a little angry and angry for Xiao Qiao.

"Xiaoyou has some things, you will understand in the future, and the old man is also forced to do so. I beg you to take care of them. The man said with some urgency.

"What?" Cai Wenzhao was shocked and asked himself to take care of Xiao Qiao, "This is your request?"

"Yes, I also know that this is not convenient, so in return, I will marry Jo'er to you. The man looked at Cai Wenzhao with burning eyes, and his tone was confident in his daughter's appearance.

"This ......" This kind of request Cai Wenzhao naturally will not refuse, that is Xiao Qiao, just kidding.

Although Cai Wenzhao thinks that he is not a decent gentleman, it's just that Qiao Gong is like a transaction, although Cai Wenzhao doesn't understand what he deserves his attention, if he agrees with a shy face, this is disrespectful to Xiao Qiao.

And Cai Wenzhao feels that the creature of the girl is more accomplished when she gets it by herself.

Since Xiaoyou didn't agree, the old man didn't force it. It seems that Xiaoyou is really a strange man, in this case, the old man will take back the words, and Xiaoyou will treat Qiao'er as a girl. Qiao Gong hurriedly said before Cai Wenzhao hesitated.

"Alas, no," Cai Wenzhao's face darkened, where do you look like you are asking for someone, sincere?

Thinking that Xiao Qiao was the wife of Zhou Yu in history, Cai Wenzhao suddenly regretted it a little.

Although he is confident, Cai Wenzhao has not yet been able to face Zhou Lang head-on, if he has the order of his parents, he will at least be invincible.

Thinking of Xiao Qiao's lovely appearance, Cai Wenzhao felt an itch in his heart.

"Since Xiaoyou doesn't speak, I'll take you by default. When Xiaoyou returns to Luoyang, I will let Qiao'er come to you. Qiao Gong stood up with a click, patted the clods of soil on his body, and arched his hand at Cai Wenzhao.

It was going down the mountain, and it was very hurried.

A smell of being routined rolls in.

"Uncle, where are you going? Don't go! Hey, what did you say in the first sentence, I'll answer again. ”

Looking at Qiao Gong's hurried back, Cai Wenzhao had the urge to slap his mouth, and there was a kind of grabbing the red envelope, so he almost opened a word, and when he came back to his senses, he showed that his hand was slow.

"Hey, I'm so angry. ”

Cai Wenzhao's mind flashed the emoji of a little rabbit sighing, and he looked at the seventh sword monument with a dark face.