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There were very few peers of his age who could catch his attention over the years, and just when he felt a little surprised, his gaze occasionally made contact with Zhuo Zangfeng.

The young man's gaze is always sharp.

This young man is different, his eyes are very clear, but there seems to be a momentum that is not afraid of heaven and earth, it does not look murderous, but it gives people a sense of dazzling sword.

Wei Moran felt a pang in his heart, he hadn't felt this way for a long time. In his past career, all his joys, sorrows, and sorrows seemed to have melted away in the knife wind.

He felt a vague threat that he couldn't resist.

For the first time, he was a little flustered, and he couldn't tell whether it was the murderous aura of the scimitar on the back of the black-clothed young man, or the feeling that the indifferent young man in front of him gave him.

It's just that it's not easy to meet peers who also use knives, especially on the streets of Chang'an City, he has an ambition for no reason, which is instilled in him by his grandfather since he was a child, and he follows him like a shadow.

Wei Moran quietly walked towards the black-clothed young man, looked at the extremely narrow scimitar behind his back, and asked, "Brother Tai is also here to participate in the Qingyun List?"

The black-clothed young man still looked at the halls of the Tai Academy, and said quietly: "The Qingyun list is also a list, and the world is crowded, and they are all famous." After speaking, he turned around, looked at the scimitar on Wei Moran's waist, his expression remained unchanged, and said, "Your knife is good!"

Wei Moran stared at him for a long time, and said, "Your knife is not bad!" Then he pondered the meaning of the black-clothed young man's words, and said proudly: "It seems that you have not passed the Reflecting Heaven Mirror test, otherwise I will let you really see my knife." ”

What he meant in his words was that in the battle for the Qingyun List, he would defeat the other party with his own sword.

Zhuo Zangfeng pondered the conversation between the two, and sighed softly: "People say that peers are enemies, and it seems that this weapon is used the same, and it is also an enemy." ”

The black-clothed young man Huo Ran looked at him.

His lips moved slightly, but he said to Wei Moran: "There is nothing fair in the world, otherwise I can let you take a closer look at my knife now." There was not the slightest emotion in the words that came out of his mouth.

After listening to this, Wei Moran suddenly lost interest in him and said, "Since you can't even make it to the Qingyun List, I don't bother to do anything with you." ”

Zhuo Zangfeng secretly pondered, although this black-clothed young man's divine sense was not strong, but the lowest cultivation realm was also in the eighth-rank martial arts realm, how could he not pass the Reflecting Heaven Mirror Vitality Test?

The young man in black suddenly walked up to Zhuo Zangfeng and saluted him with a fist.

Seeing that the other party was so serious, Zhuo Zangfeng returned the courtesy.

The young man in black said: "I'm tired of being a witness, my name is Lu Wuxian", he pointed at Wei Moran, and then said: "No matter what the result of the Qingyun List is, I will fight him to the death after the list is over." Swords and guns have no eyes, and those who die can only blame themselves for their thin lives!"

"Okay!" Wei Moran came over when he heard this, saluted casually to Zhuo Zangfeng, and said: "Since this brother has this Yaxing, I, Wei Moran, will celebrate with his head after the top of the list!"

His attitude was cold and arrogant, and there was no one in his eyes when he spoke, giving gifts at will, and he seemed careless, Zhuo Zangfeng was silent, and he didn't even bother to return the courtesy.

The middle-aged man in the black-curtained carriage walked out and asked Wei Moran for instructions: "Young Master, we should go!"

Zhuo Zangfeng raised his eyes and saw that Lu Wuxian's robe was shabby, and his boots had long been worn out to expose his toes, and he was even more depressed than himself, and sighed secretly.

He took a step forward, approached Lu Wuxian, and said: "I, Zhuo Zangfeng, am willing to testify for you, whether you are dead or injured, it is all voluntary, and you are not allowed to sue the official for injustice, and you are not allowed to take revenge privately, otherwise I will destroy him!"

With his current cultivation, he is not as good as the two in front of him at all, and of course his words have a bit of a self-defeating taste, but in order to show the authority of the witnesses, he said it categorically, and he didn't blush at all.

Wei Moran's eyes moved, and he asked, "Your name is Zhuo Zangfeng, but you are the fast son-in-law of the hussar general Yao Mansion riding the dragon?"

After he asked this, Mo Ya pouted and was extremely unhappy, and the middle-aged man standing beside him was shocked, and couldn't help but look carefully at the young man in front of him.

Zhuo Zangfeng stared at Wei Moran's long pale face, and said word by word: "I'll tell you, don't be a hussar general in front of me! I have nothing to do with the Yao family. ”

Wei Moran looked at him for a long time, and suddenly said, "Qingyun Bang, I will definitely defeat you!" But it doesn't prevent you from doing this testimony. After saying that, he turned around and got into the carriage and went in the direction of the drum tower.

Lu Wuxian glanced at Tai Academy again, seemed to have made a lot of determination, and said to Zhuo Zangfeng: "There will be a period later!"

At this time, the red shadow flashed in front of the gate of Tai Academy, and Xian'er walked out of it with a calm face. She saw Mo Ya beside Zhuo Zangfeng at a glance, snorted, and stopped looking at her.

Mo Ya's face immediately had a layer of frost, and she raised her chin defiantly to Xian'er.

Xian'er ignored her, walked not far from the two of them, stood still, just looked at Zhuo Zangfeng, and wanted to speak.

Zhuo Zangfeng ordered Mo Ya to stay where he was and wait for him, walked up to Xian'er, and said, "You came just in time! I need your help with something?"

Xian'er didn't rush to ask him anything, but said: "Zhuo Gongzi, I just inquired, you are a first-class in the swordsmanship assessment." ”

Zhuo Zangfeng then understood Xian'er's purpose for coming here, remembering that in the past exams, students could only know the results when the results were announced. The man surnamed Gu suddenly became stiff, plus he was a cultivator and an enshrinement of the emperor, so he didn't know these rules at all, so he signed and sealed it in front of the students.

Xian'er is not like those people in the General's Mansion, she is weak-hearted, gentle and kind, Zhuo Zangfeng has a good impression of her, after listening to the words of this beautiful girl, he smiled and said: "This result is originally like this, there is no difficulty." ”

Xian'er saw that he said easily, secretly glanced at Mo Ya, quietly moved her steps, turned her back to the vicious girl, and said, "Madame, let me come and see ......"

Zhuo Zangfeng interrupted her, waved his hand in annoyance, and said, "Xian'er, don't mention the General's Mansion again, I have nothing to do with the Yao family." ”

Xian'er was not afraid of him, and said stubbornly: "Madam is not the kind of person you imagined, you have misunderstood too deeply......"

Zhuo Zangfeng saw that she had the intention of acting as a peacemaker, turned around and left, Xian'er hurriedly covered her lips, rushed forward to block him, and said, "Okay! I won't mention it again, what do you want me to help with?"

Zhuo Zangfeng regained his steady, looked at Xian'er and said, "I explained in advance, what I ask you to do is with your strength, and there is no need for anyone from the General's Mansion to help." ”

Xian'er was afraid that he would leave without saying a word, so he nodded hurriedly.

Zhuo Zangfeng thought for a while and said, "I know that you know many children of powerful families, and you also saw the black-clothed young man who just left, his name is Lu Wuxian, you can help me find out what his origin is." ”

This name seemed to be a bit impressive, Xian'er couldn't remember it for a while, so she nodded and said, "Okay, after the Qingyun Bang Jinglun exam, I'll wait for you here." ”

Afraid that Mo Ya would come over in a hurry, it would inevitably be another war of words, Zhuo Zangfeng hurriedly urged Xian'er and watched her go away, so he called Mo Ya to go back to the inn together.

Halfway through, Mo Ya didn't say a word with a cold face, and when she returned to the inn, she didn't pour tea and water like before, and her willow eyebrows were upside down, as if someone owed her money and didn't pay it back.

Zhuo Zangfeng had no choice but to ask the innkeeper to bring hot tea, and then reported the meal, before sitting down and asking Mo Ya.

At first, Mo Yayu's teeth were clenched, and he couldn't stand his questioning, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly exploded, and he pointed his little hand horizontally and said, "It's all a good thing you did." (To be continued.) )