Shuntai Inn, wine and chess flying, at noon, there are more than a dozen people sitting here and there in the store.

There were four people sitting at the middle table, one of whom was fat, almost eight feet tall and eight feet waistline.

The fat man is not young, about forty years old. Those who have traveled south and north all the year round have been thrown on the road for years and months. The road he walked became a scar on his face, and there was a lot of gray hair on his head, and he didn't know how much he suffered.

He has a straightforward temperament and a loud voice, and he keeps shouting when he eats and drinks on weekdays. Today, with the exception, he kept his voice down surprisingly.

Not only him, but the people in the inn behaved differently than usual.

From time to time, the people in the shop, both men and women, glanced at the table by the window.

At that table sat a woman, her face covered and her face could not be seen, but her eyebrows were enough to attract everyone.

Most of the men in the inn are running the rivers and lakes, and many people have eyesight, and they can see at a glance that the woman by the window is not an ordinary person.

is either a famous family in the rivers and lakes, or a family of officials and eunuchs in distress. had no choice but to embark on the road of wandering the rivers and lakes.

Xiao Wan was wearing coarse cloth clothes, without any makeup on her face, and even deliberately smeared her skin and stained it, but it still attracted the attention of others.

She said to herself: "It seems that the next step is to deliberately draw the thrush eye." ”

does not paint in the direction of beauty, but paints in the direction of ugliness, her behavior is already very in line with the appearance of people in the rivers and lakes begging for life.

Just as he was thinking, two women dressed in Sword Sect costumes walked in. The two couldn't help but say something, and walked straight to Xiaowan.

Xiao Wan put down her chopsticks and held a pocket flying sword in her hand. She couldn't see through the strength of these two women, and once the two women were wrong, she immediately found a way to escape.

The two women also looked good, they walked to the table where Xiao Wan was eating, and sat opposite Xiao Wan.

The slightly thinner woman smiled: "Senior Sister Wan'er, we are the disciples of the ninth worship, her name is Shen Xingxing, my name is Jiang Qin, we have very important matters to discuss with you, there are many people here, you see ......"

Xiao Wan understood what they meant, and they wanted to talk about it alone.

The Sword Sect has hundreds of worshippers, and each of them has received many disciples. Not to mention recognizing them, she still couldn't recognize all the disciples of the seven elders.

"I'm sorry, I can't be sure of your identity." Xiaowan is not embarrassed, compared with life, politeness can be directly left behind.

Jiang Qin put his hand into his arms, and Shen Xingxing followed by raising his hand and touching it into his arms.

Xiao Wan's heart tightened, and the pocket sword in her hand gradually turned.

Jiang Qin saw that Xiao Wan was very nervous, and hurriedly slowed down the speed of his hand. They slowly took out a jade talisman from their bosoms and placed it on the table.

Bursts of sword qi emanated from the jade talisman, and the sword qi was extremely pure, and everyone in the entire inn suddenly fell into the sword qi.

The people in the inn realized that Xiao Wan was not an ordinary person, and that she and the woman sitting next to her were all from those immortal gates.

For a while, they looked at Xiao Wan and the others with envy in their eyes, soaring through the clouds and mist, and riding the wind......

Jiang Qin stared at Xiao Wan and said kindly: "The unique life talisman of the disciples of the Sword Sect can't be faked. ”

Xiao Wan said: "I heard that there is a pest that has lived with other insects since childhood. They look alike and stay together for so many years that all the insects think that the pests are their kind. ”

Jiang Qin wanted to explain something, but Shen Xingxing patted her on the shoulder and motioned for her not to speak for the time being.

Shen Xingxing put his hand into the tea, dipped it in the tea, and wrote the word "Yan Qing" on the table.

Then she wiped it down her sleeve and couldn't see anything.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Wan smiled: "There are very few people in the Sword Sect who don't know Yan Qing's name. ”

"If you don't want him to be ruthlessly wiped away by others like tea, just cooperate with us."

Xiao Wan smiled sarcastically: "Is it okay for everyone to use this excuse to force me to compromise at will, I don't know his current situation, but I believe him." ”

Shen Xingxing seemed to have expected her to say this, she reached out and dipped the tea again, wrote the word "Mu", and then erased it.

Xiao Wan's heart suddenly fluctuated, and she pretended to be calm on the surface, "You think you write a strange ......"

Shen Xingxing said: "You are a smart person, you should know that it is not good to continue talking." Let's go, junior sister. ”

After she finished speaking, she picked up the talisman and got up and walked outside the inn. Jiang Qin followed and took the talisman and walked out, leaving only Xiao Wan alone at the table.

Xiao Wan took out a piece of broken silver and put it on the bench. The small sword in her sleeve flew out, and after the sword flashed, the table turned to powder.

Any evidence of the young master's identity should not exist, including the two women outside the inn.

She walked out of the inn with a smile, smiled at Shen Xingxing and Jiang Qin, and said, "Where are you going to talk?" ”

Shen Xingxing said: "You just follow." ”

Xiao Wan followed behind the two, and the problem became complicated, disrupting her plan all at once.

The people in the inn looked at each other, and after a while, the fat man reacted first and slapped the table, "Brother, I always thought that the woman over there was not an ordinary person, and it was true!" ”

The person sitting next to him said: "It's the first time I've been so close to the people of Xianmen, I'm still a woman, I don't know how beautiful her face is under the veil." ”

"It's so beautiful, you say you've seen eyebrows like that before."

"That's true."

……

At the foot of the White Cherry Mountain, the sun shines into the forest, and it is warm. Today is rare without fog and the sky is clear.

Mu Fan was not in the mood to enjoy the early spring scene of the mountains and forests, and for two days in a row, he heard strange roars from time to time.

Although he felt strange in his heart, he didn't dare to ask others. Because he saw that there was nothing abnormal about the ram Gao and the other three senior brothers.

If some people can hear the strange roar, some people can't hear the strange roar, and it has nothing to do with the level of strength, it means that this matter is not simple, especially in the cultivation world.

Yesterday, a person from among the disciples of the Taoist Sect came and sent a letter to Ram Gao, which is said to be a very serious problem.

After the messenger finished delivering the letter, he did not leave and stayed with the ram all the time.

Mu Fan got the news in the early morning, and Ram Gao asked all the Sword Sect disciples to gather at the foot of Baiying Mountain.

He arrived at the foot of the White Sakura Mountain early, and the ram did not come, and a few older brothers maintained order.

Near noon, the ram still did not come, and someone asked the reason, but did not receive any answer.

Everyone gradually realized that the matter must be very serious, otherwise such a strict person as Ram Gao would not have come by now.

Then the crowd stopped asking why, and they chose to believe the elder brother.

When the sun turns west, the ram is too late. With a serious look on his face, Edgeworth flew over a boulder, making sure everyone could see him.

The disciples of the Sword Sect shook their heads and said in unison, "Meet Senior Brother." ”

Ram Gao pinched yesterday's letter in his hand, this letter was more like a war book, full of Xingshi asking for guilt, and his hair was pointed directly at Mu Fan.