Chop Honglang looked at Gu Qiuyu in some surprise, and the two fell into silence after that. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The rising sun slowly rose, and Gu Qiuyu, as usual, began to move, but the sea of qi was also silent.

Chop Honglang glanced at Gu Qiuyu, he didn't know what was going on with this young man, he was obviously superb in martial arts, and he knew how to practice qi, but he didn't find a trace of internal qi in him.

When the sun rose high, Gu Qiuyu stopped his luck a little lonely.

Chop Honglang said: "By the way, that, did I say something useless when I was later yesterday?"

Gu Qiuyu said: "No, you fell asleep directly on the table." ”

"Oh, that's good, that's good. It's really a shame to like to drink, but you don't drink well. ”

Chop Honglang scratched his head in embarrassment, turned around and entered the house, where Hong Jiuhu and Zhang Ying had already prepared breakfast.

At breakfast, Hong Jiuhu asked Chop Honglang, "Brother, didn't you leave here a few days ago, why did you return yesterday?"

Chop Honglang said: "I left a few days ago, but as soon as I entered the city, I saw that there were many more officers and soldiers in the city for some reason, so I had to come back first to avoid the limelight, maybe a few of those Shiguo soldiers could recognize me." ”

Speaking of this, Chop Honglang laughed proudly, and Hong Jiuhu also laughed, the relationship between the two has become intimate after yesterday's banquet.

Gu Qiuyu smiled in his heart, and said in his heart: "This chopping Honglang also looks up to himself too much, not to mention him as a squad leader, even the appearance of General Mingguo, Shi Guo can't recognize it." ”

Thinking of this, Gu Qiu suddenly felt that something was wrong, although this chopping Honglang was frivolous, he was not a fool, and it was definitely not as simple as he said.

After breakfast, Gu Qiuyu called out Chop Honglang and asked with a serious face, "There are only officers and soldiers in the city?"

Chop Honglang knew that his acting skills were poor just now, so he had to whisper: "Sure enough, you can see it, in fact, I am not afraid of those officers and soldiers, but I actually found Qing Xuan's men and horses in the Emerald City that day, you know, if a martial artist like me who has practiced internal qi is discovered by Qing Xuan, it will cause a lot of trouble, and then I retreated." ”

The Emerald City is the closest city here, located in the far northwest of the Stone Country, further north of the primeval forest, and west of the mountains that few people have visited, but it is said that there is a road to the western wilderness.

When Gu Qiuyu said the word Qingxuan in Chop Honglang, his heart suddenly stirred.

"Qingxuan? The Qingxuan faction and the Shi Kingdom are mortal enemies, how can they appear in the territory of the Shi Kingdom. Could it be that my affairs here have been exposed? No, if they do, they will be here as soon as possible!"

Seeing that Gu Qiuyu didn't speak again, his expression also changed, and Chop Honglang also felt that Yujian Peak was also very sensitive to Qing Xuan, and he also knew that there were some things that he couldn't ask, so he turned around and left.

In the afternoon, Gu Qiuyu asked about the aftermath of the Battle of Autumn Leaf City, and he also heard about it, and he was outrageous about the situation at that time, and he didn't know what happened to Gu Qiuyu in the end, it seems that Lu Tong still kept it a secret about Gu Qiuyu flying by sword, at least it was not circulated in the rivers and lakes, and it was also a rumor about what happened afterward.

When Gu Qiuyu heard this, he also knew that there could be no meaningful news.

Two days later, Chop Honglang was ready to leave here, and the past few days at Hong Jiuhu's house have been very nourishing, not to mention eating and drinking, you can also have a discussion with Gu Qiuyu.

However, life here is a luxury for him, and he does not deserve it.

In the evening, the sun set, Cho Honglang stood at the entrance of the village, and Gu Qiuyu stood with him.

"Okay, send you a thousand miles, you have to say goodbye, let's stop here. ”

Chop Honglang pretended to be sad and said, but his tone was full of smiles.

Gu Qiuyu was silent, looking at Chop Honglang and wanting to say something, but he still didn't say it, only said: "Take care, we will meet again in the future." ”

Chop Honglang smiled "haha", straddled the gun over his shoulder, turned around and left.

"I'm looking forward to that day, but my friends are dead, and now it's my turn. ”

Under the setting sun, Slash Honglang straddled the spear on his shoulder and slowly walked into the distance, the golden light stretching his back.

Gu Qiuyu waited until Chop Honglang disappeared from his sight.

In fact, in his heart, he very much hopes that Chop Honglang can become his companion, and after a few days of contact, Gu Qiuyu feels that there are many similarities between the two, and it is inevitable to sympathize with each other.

Gu Qiuyu still didn't tell Chop Honglang about one thing, that is, with him alone, he couldn't kill Xiao Wuchang at all.

Perhaps, Chop Honglang also knows this, but so what?

Isn't he the same as himself?

Two months ago, in a small town on the edge of Peizhou City in Yangguo, Yanzhou, a group of people wearing cyan clothes walked in.

The scale of the town is not large, but it is located between Peizhou City and Qingxuan, and there are many pedestrians coming and going, and there is not a single officer or soldier in the town.

Originally, the residents of the town, as usual, were doing odd jobs in their hands, gossiping with the people around them, chatting about their daily routines, and suddenly they were attracted by this group of people in green clothes.

"Hurry up and salute! It's Qingxuan's person!"

I don't know who roared, and all the pedestrians on the side of the road stopped and bent down, and after Qingxuan's people passed, these people moved again.

Looking at Qing Xuan's back, passers-by were full of admiration, after all, in their eyes, these were people who sacrificed their lives to protect their home and country.

The people of Qingxuanmen began in the second half of this year, and everyone in Yanzhou was like this. After all, in the war with the Shi Kingdom and the Cang Kingdom, the Qingxuan faction made great contributions and sacrifices.

These Qingxuan disciples were not surprised by this, because in this part of Peizhou City, all the people saw them like this, and some even gave them a lot of food and money.

Directly in front of the procession, three people rode slowly forward, led by an old man, burly with gray hair, and the other two parallel behind him.

One of them, with blonde hair and silver eyebrows, carried two swords behind his back, and the other was younger, but his face was pale, and he should have suffered a lot of injuries.

This group of people is the Qingxuan people led by Wang Xiaolong, who returned from Autumn Leaf City.

On the day after the Battle of Autumn Leaves, Wu Wenxuan took the masters of Cha Heng Hall to seek revenge from the Freemasonry, but he was defeated again, but this time the Freemasonry did not produce a killer, and Qingxuan was only injured by many people.

Although it was a great shame, but there was no way, Qingxuan withdrew from Autumn Leaves City that night, and Wu Wenxuan led the uninjured to escort the seriously injured from the plains to the second peak of Qingxuan in the Yang Kingdom, and many responses had been arranged on the way.

Wang Xiaolong led the others over the snow-capped mountains and returned directly to Yangguo, because the seriously injured would basically no longer be targeted, and Wang Xiaolong and the three were the most likely targets to be besieged.

It has now been ten days since entering the Yang Kingdom, and unlike when they set off, the entire team at this time is shrouded in an atmosphere of sadness.

Xing Chui Sword was seriously injured by Gu Qiuyu, and he was hit by another sword in the shoulder, and it was difficult to recover in two or three years, and now he was only barely supported; Jin Yang Jian was also not lightly injured, and he blamed himself all the time, and his mood was very low.

But Wang Xiaolong is still so arrogant, maybe he is using another way to boost everyone's morale.

The group entered the town for some time, and they were greeted by a man on horseback, who was tall, flat-headed, round-headed, and about forty years old.

Wang Xiaolong looked at the person in front of him, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Wu Zuoyan, what are you doing?"

Wu Zuoyan, the hall master of the Qingxuan Qingwu Palace, is also Wu Wenxuan's uncle, strong in martial arts, far-sighted, and has a very good relationship with all kinds of people in the faction, and has a high prestige in the middle-aged generation of the Qingxuan faction.

Wu Zuo rode on his horse and saluted Wang Xiaolong, and then looked at the Qingxuan disciples behind him, his face gradually becoming ugly.

Wang Xiaolong saw Wu Zuo's expression in his eyes, and couldn't help but say angrily: "You kid has something to say quickly, and if you have a fart, don't be like a wooden pestle here!"

Wu Zuo said: "Elder Wang is tired of this designation, I have prepared some food in Xinghai Tower as a junior, let's drink some first." Wu Zuoyan spoke the local dialect of the southeast of Shiguo, and after saying it, everyone felt a lot more relaxed.

At this time, Jin Yang Jian said softly: "Elder Wang, the Martial Hall Lord must have something he wants to discuss with you, otherwise he will never wait here." ”

Wang Xiaolong nodded, and everyone went to Xinghai Tower together. Wang Xiaolong motioned for the rest of the Qingxuan disciples to rest and eat on the first floor, and he followed behind Wu Zuoyan with the Xinghui Sword and the Jinyang Sword, and walked up to the second floor together.

The restaurant has been greeted by Wu Zuoyan, and there is not a single guest on the second floor at this time, even the shopkeeper and Xiao Er in the restaurant are gone.

In a private room on the second floor, Wu Zuoyan first poured Wang Xiaolong a cup of tea, and then handed the teapot to Jin Yang Jian, signaling him to take care of himself with Xingzhui Sword.

"Don't grind, say something,"

Wang Xiaolong has no Yaxing who drinks tea now, tossed the teacup aside, and looked at Wu Zuoyan impatiently.

After they returned to Yangguo, the Qingxuan faction did not make a move, and now it was only three days away from the second peak of Qingxuan, and finally someone from Qingxuan came, Wang Xiaolong naturally wanted to know the situation on the mountain.

Seeing this, Wu Zuoyan said directly: "Elder Wang's return to the mountain this time is probably a bit dangerous. When he spoke again, he was all in common words, and his expression was serious.

As soon as these words came out, not only Wang Xiaolong, but even Jin Yang Sword and Xing Hanging Sword all looked at Wu Zuoyan with a stunned expression.

Their trip to Mingguo can be said to be a complete failure, Song Xian of Zhenxuan Palace was burned to cripples, and even Wu Jiang and Xingchui Jian were seriously injured, and so many Qingxuan disciples died.

What's more, the Qingxuan faction has many enemies out of thin air, including Lu Yong, Lu Shi, and Freemasonry, and they have formed an enmity with Beidou Piaoxue, and Shenwumen has also revealed its own ambitions.

The most serious thing is that Wang Xiaolong made a promise privately, promising Qingyun Palm to those martial artists who helped. Needless to say, they all knew that they would be punished for returning to the sect.

Unexpectedly, Wu Zuoyan came to inform him of this matter, obviously, this matter was not as simple as they imagined.

Wang Xiaolong snorted coldly and said, "Xiao Zuo, what do you mean by this? Look at you like this, after I return to the sect, the head of the sect will take my life?"

After hearing this, Wu Zuo said calmly: "It is very likely." ”