The black-faced man listened to his self-proclaimed "small way", but his expression and attitude became more and more presumptuous, it was simply an old way, where is the humble state of the small way, and when he heard "beheading the dog and sacrificing the vendetta", he suddenly understood that this small way was playing tricks on himself, and he immediately became angry. Δ┡Ｅ』『．

However, before his anger could be stopped, a white light flew out, and before his eyes could blink, the great head had already rolled to the ground.

"Mom!"

Several villagers who were fetching water saw the black-faced man fall to the sky and his head roll to the ground, and fled in fright.

The other three Sword Alliance men each drew their steel knives and surrounded the little Taoist priest who had killed their companions.

Zhuo Zangfeng sneered and looked at the bright steel knife, frowned slightly, stepped on the corpse of the black-faced man, and said slowly: "Get out! ”

Having said that, his mind turned extremely fast under anger, his eyes looked at the three people, and the Qingfeng Dao Sword that had just been stained with human blood screamed, and did not fly back to the scabbard, but the remaining momentum did not weaken and slashed the heads of the other three people to the ground.

In just the blink of an eye, the four men's heads moved, and when they were dying, they didn't even have time to shout out a scream.

The villagers who saw the killing stood from a distance and watched with trepidation, and no one dared to step forward.

Zhuo Zangfeng jumped off the platform, and the Qingfeng Dao Sword shook the blood on the blade in the air, and flew back to the scabbard.

Looking at the villagers who were hiding and refused to come out, he took his sword and went west, saying as he walked: "Tomorrow, this well can draw water at will, and no one can take care of it anymore, you ......"

"This water is slightly astringent, but it is not easy to come by......"

Before leaving, he did not forget to evaluate the well water, after speaking, the robe was light, and the person had already integrated into the vast world.

The villagers came out of hiding, staring at the long vanished back, but they didn't understand what he meant.

"This little Taoist priest dares to kill!"

"He still killed the people of the Sword Alliance, it's miserable!"

......

The setting sun is like blood, reflecting the entire magnificent castle in red.

Sitting on the mound opposite the castle built by the giant stones of the World Sword Alliance, Zhuo Zangfeng has been working hard to breathe.

At this time, the gate of the castle opened, and a carriage galloped into the castle, and he stared at the words "World Sword Alliance" on the lintel, and continued to condense his breath.

There was a thick curtain on the carriage, and a layer of dust fell on the frame, apparently after a long journey, and the coachman did not have time to clean up the dust.

A sturdy man in black jumped from the wheels to the ground, threw his whip to the servant who greeted him, and asked, "Have the other rudder masters returned to the helm?"

His status is obviously not low, and when the servant heard the inquiry, he said respectfully: "They have all returned, but Wei Sanye was sought revenge by those cultivation sects in Lingnan, and some things did not go well." ”

After finishing speaking, he took out the duster that he had prepared a long time ago to wipe off the dust on the black-clothed man's body, and asked carefully: "The trip of the rudder master Jingshi must have been smooth as well." ”

The black-clothed man said with a smile: "A singer, can you still miss it, besides, Wei Gongzi has already arranged it." ”

The servant smiled and nodded yes.

While the two of them were talking, the carriage passed through a garden gate and stopped in a courtyard.

Four or five maids were waiting somewhere, and when they saw that the carriage was very stable, they did not wait for the coachman to come down, but hurriedly lifted the curtain of the carriage and invited the girl in the carriage to come out.

Shen Xiaoxiao got out of the carriage and gently saluted the people who greeted her.

A mother-in-law looked at her with wide eyes, and said in amazement: "This girl from Chang'an is like a fairy!"

One of the maids smiled and said, "Huma hurry up and bring water to the girl, wash her face, and prepare a meal." ”

Being enthusiastically brought into the house by the fire, Shen Xiaoxiao looked around, the interior was elegant and clean, and the furnishings were gorgeous, thinking that she might have to live here for a long time in the future, and she had a strange feeling in her heart.

When I met Wei Moran a year ago, I learned that he was the young son of the Sword Alliance in the world, so I had the intention of being estranged, but I couldn't bear the other party's generous gifts again and again, and I was polite when I got along with each other, and I was gradually moved by this Wei Gongzi.

A few months ago, Wei Moran helped him get rid of his music status, and vowed that he would definitely marry her and welcome her into the Wei Mansion, and Shen Xiaoxiao was grateful.

Due to a special experience, he never had his original father, so he refused to accept all the help from Lu Yanyou.

That day, Wei Moran told her that his younger brother Lu Wuxian was going to the World Sword League to study the sword technique, and he would be able to do it in a few days, and hoped that she could wait at the helm of the Sword League with the servants at home.

Lu Wuxiao was the only relative she cared about, and Shen Xiaoxiao remembered the suffering her brother had suffered, so she agreed without hesitation. Wei Moran did not follow because he still had to stay in the Zongsheng Palace to practice.

Thinking that the people here were quite polite, the helmsman who escorted him along the way was also respectful to him, obviously Wei Gongzi had already explained the relationship between the two to him, and Shen Xiaoxiao felt a little at ease.

Along the way, it was indeed a little tired, the maid called hot water, and after washing, a sumptuous meal had been laid out in the room, so she had to sit down a little reservedly.

......

......

The rudder didn't rest, and walked directly into the room of Wei Yuting, the leader of the Sword Alliance.

The leader of the Young Alliance, who had already learned the news, stood up and looked at his subordinates with a smile, and motioned for him to sit down and speak.

The helmsman saluted, sat on the side according to his words, and without waiting for an inquiry, he said: "Wei Gongzi really has a good eye! This Miss Lu is beautiful and beautiful, and it is not in vain for her subordinates to travel thousands of miles. ”

Wei Yuting was noncommittal about his words of appreciation, but said: "You don't understand! If it weren't for the fact that this child's eyes are above the top, and the women in the world don't care about it, he would even say that Miss Shen will not marry, otherwise he will really become a monk and cultivate...... Otherwise, how could I agree to this. ”

He stood up, poured tea for the helmsman himself, and continued: "Pity the hearts of parents in the world. If it weren't for that, how could I agree to him marrying Lu You......'s daughter?

The Fang Helm Lord suddenly remembered what the servant at the door said, and asked, "Alliance Master, I heard that things on the Lingnan side are not going well this time?"

"Yes, I didn't expect that Lu Yanyou had a very high status in the minds of the Lingnan scholars, and some sects were openly enemies of our Tianxia Sword Alliance. ”

"What about Lu Huanyou and his son?" asked the helmsman carefully.

"This guy who eats the ancients, I had long expected that he would obstruct this marriage, but I didn't expect him to injure our Dao Alliance brothers and occupy the ancestral house of Wei Mansion, so he deserved his death. ”

When Wei Yuting said this, his tone was steady, showing a strong inner cultivation.

In his heart, for the sake of his son, in order to be able to hug his grandson as soon as possible, to continue the Wei family's incense, and to kill a court official, it is really a small matter.

The sunset sank below the underground line, and there were patrolling warriors in the castle of the general rudder of the Sword Alliance in the world to handle the handover.

Wei Yuting, the leader of the Young Alliance, looked at the helmsman who had followed him all the way in front of him, remembered his son who was far away in the capital, asked a few words, got up and went to the hall to eat together.

At this moment, a samurai who was wiping a steel sword under the lantern on the castle suddenly noticed a shadow flashing on the blade, but when he looked around, there was no figure except for the night.