Song Ziming watched the girl walk down from the flying sword, dressed in a yellow dress, tall, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

He looked at the girl and argued, "Excuse me, miss, is there any evidence that I am a secret agent?" If it is a secret agent sent by the sect, can he rush in without finding out the clear shape, then isn't this secret agent lacking roots? ”

When Song Ziming came, in order to avoid suspicion, he directly chose the most difficult path, and his target was not these surrounding sects, but Penglai Immortal Island.

When the girl heard Song Ziming's words, she thought about it seriously, nodded, and under the operation of her true qi, the flying sword flew out quickly, and in an instant, it hit Song Ziming's neck.

Songziming's face did not change, and he looked righteous and awe-inspiring.

Soon, the girl shook her head, threw out a white silk, blindfolded Song Ziming, tied it up, and grabbed Song Ziming and stepped on the flying sword.

When Song Ziming felt the ground, he only heard a rich boy think: "Chan'er, didn't you let you go to Yangxi Forest to inspect?" How did you come back with a person. ”

"Brother, I caught this person in the Yangxi Forest, and I said okay, leave it to me to deal with." The girl named Chan'er said.

Qiu Fengyi is simply speechless for this sister, her father doesn't say anything about her doting, and the people around her are even more obedient to this eldest lady, hearing her sister say this, she can only let her, otherwise she will have to sue her father again.

Seeing that Qiu Fengyi didn't speak, Qiu Chan said happily: "I know that my brother is the best for me, and when I finish my interrogation, I will report to you." ”

Song Ziming sighed secretly in his heart, the feeling is that he treats himself as a criminal, and he is interrogated, and the eldest lady is unhappy, so she will not torture herself to extract a confession.

When all the restraints of Song Ziming were lifted, he opened his eyes and saw an extremely handsome face, a yellow shirt, and a graceful figure, as if he was a fairy in the sky.

"What are you looking at, haven't you seen a beautiful woman?" Qiu Cicada said.

Hearing Qiu Cicada's words, Song Ziming realized his gaffe, his face turned red, he felt that his face was hot, and quickly lowered his head.

He had also seen such a girl in Peach Blossom Valley, and he had never been so embarrassed as he was today.

Seeing Song Ziming's embarrassment, Qiu Cicada chuckled and said, "The long sword belongs to the Yijian Pavilion, which sect is the kite?" ”

Song Ziming raised his head and said nothing, thinking to himself, this girl is really careful to observe, or did she make a mistake, he couldn't have imagined that Yijian Pavilion is a famous sword-casting house in eastern China, and almost all sects have bought and used it.

Song Ziming knew that this must not be Penglai Immortal Island, but he was not sure about the relationship between this sect and Penglai Immortal Island, so he said: "It's just a small sect, I am a disciple of the Xuancang Sect, since my sect suffered a catastrophe, the remaining disciples have been looking for various cultivation resources, and I just want to go to Penglai Immortal Island to try my luck." ”

Yangximen, which is closest to the kite capital, naturally knows about Fang Wenqing's destruction of the quicksand gate and the Xuancang faction, at this time, the girl's eyes blinked, sighed, and said: "It's all my brother's fault, if my brother didn't let me go to the kite capital, where would it be the turn to get that Fang Wenqing to become famous." ”

When Song Ziming heard this, he was also shocked, as soon as the various sects heard these things, the eldest brother of the other party avoided them, and all the sects were written into the door rules, and the first one was not to offend Fang Wenqing.

And the girl in front of her actually said this, without the slightest fear of Brother Fang, and contacted the girl's sword flight, and subdued herself with one move, speculating in her heart that this girl's cultivation was probably not under Brother Fang.

A burst of nervousness spread in his heart, and he walked out of the Peach Blossom Valley and out of the kite, knowing that there are people outside the world.

What he didn't know was that Fang Wenqing had just done these things in the early stage of Jindan, and it was also a breeze for the current autumn cicada in the early stage of Jindan.

"Song Ziming, since you are looking for cultivation resources, then don't leave, stay in my Yangxi Gate, my Yangxi Gate has cultivation resources, but you have to join my Yangxi Gate." Autumn Cicada said proudly.

As soon as he heard that Song Ziming had betrayed Peach Blossom Valley, where was Song Ziming willing to do it, he immediately said: "Thank you Miss for your kindness." Song Ziming has only been loyal to one sect in his life, and he will not obey his fate. ”

When Qiu Chan heard this, she was puzzled, she originally thought that with such generous conditions, it would be easy to subdue an ancient martial disciple, but today she kicked the iron plate.

"I'll tell you, Matsuko, if you don't follow Miss Ben's advice, my father and brother will kill you, you think about it carefully, think it clearly and tell me later." After speaking, his body floated and he walked out of the room with a smile.

After the girl left, Song Ziming carefully looked at the room: it was a very chic room with decoration, simple and elegant, showing the identity of the occupants.

He sat quietly in his chair, his body motionless, apparently pointing to a certain acupuncture point or sealing a certain meridian. He had tried to use his internal qi to break through this limitation, but he had tried several times but could not do so.

After a few hours, the girl came in again and asked, "Song Ziming, have you thought about it?" ”

Song Ziming said: "If you want to kill, kill it, and there will be less nonsense." ”

The girl blinked, her eyebrows furrowed, and said, "Hey, then don't blame me, you will be taken away in a while." ”

After the girl finished speaking, two warriors walked in, hugged their fists and saluted the girl, and then brought the pine nut to the execution ground.

Song Ziming looked at the bloodstained corpses in the execution ground, obviously the prisoner had just been executed here, when he stood in the center of the execution ground, the scenes in the Peach Blossom Valley appeared in his mind, and the familiar figure of Brother Fang also flashed from time to time.

I don't know why, in his heart, the Peach Blossom Valley, which was established less than a year ago, is much more important than the quicksand gate that he has grown for more than ten years, the clear river, the clean streets, the neat houses, and the golden wheat waves in the fields, everything is so kind.

Farewell, the peach blossom valley that I love most in my life!

Farewell, Brother Fang, the most respected brother in my life!

He closed his eyes and waited for the killing intent to come, and a breeze blew the strand of hair on his head, swaying from side to side. From a distance, it looks like a statue is standing here.

After a long time, he felt that something was wrong, and a faint fragrance wafted into his body, and the refreshing aroma made him extremely intoxicated.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the machete was only a little from his neck, and standing in front of him was an executioner and the girl, who apparently stopped the executioner's movements and said, "This person is left to me to deal with, you go down." ”

"Yes, miss." The executioner stepped back.

"Well, you are very good, Song Ziming is loyal, Miss Ben likes loyal people, follow Miss Ben in the future, if you have the opportunity, allow you to return to your own sect." Autumn Cicada said slowly.

Song Ziming woke up from the unwillingness just now, hugged his fists and said: "That Song Ziming is better to obey than respectful, I hope Miss can keep her promise." ”

"Miss Ben spoke, and it was hard to chase after her. My name is Qiu Chan, you don't belong to my sect, so call me by my name in the future. After Qiu Cicada finished speaking, he patted Song Ziming's left shoulder, and Song Ziming suddenly felt refreshed, and the internal qi in his body began to run freely.

Song Ziming looked at the autumn cicada and said, "Then thank you Miss Autumn Cicada." ”

Qiu Cicada chuckled and said, "Come with me, change into my sect's clothes for the time being, otherwise the elders in the sect will have opinions." ”

Song Ziming understands the meaning of the autumn cicada very well, and since he is sent under the fence, he has to follow the customs.

What made Song Ziming strange was that I had heard Chen Yiyuan and Lin Ruxuan talk about how powerful the peach wood peace charm was, why did he almost die twice, and why didn't he see the slightest movement?

He probably didn't know that as Fang Wenqing's cultivation grew, his mental power increased greatly, and he could already recognize whether it was safe or dangerous at any time.

The reason why the protection was not turned on was because the peach wood peace charm judged that these two times were not actually malicious, but just a temptation.

Qiu Cicada secretly admired her own well-designed performance, and thought, I don't believe that you Song Ziming doesn't work hard for me, hmph, under Miss Ben's plan, I still want to run, but there is no door.

Song Ziming followed the autumn cicada, all the way unimpeded, watching the warriors pass by him, but he couldn't see the cultivation of others clearly, and thought, maybe my cultivation is the lowest here, it is inevitable that I will feel a little inferior.

Soon, I came to the logistics department of Yangximen, received a set of clothes and a key to the room, and came to the room alone and changed into clothes.

In between his change of clothes, he heard two Yangximen disciples outside the door chatting while walking: "I heard that this time Penglai Immortal Island was completely angered by Fang Wenqing, Zhang Tianrui took eight monks in the middle of Jindan, under the guidance of the young island master and Mo Xinghe, to kill the kite capital. ”

"I heard that this time we will completely eradicate Peach Blossom Valley and kill Fang Wenqing."

……

The two of them walked as they talked, their voices gradually disappeared, and Song Ziming quickly made a judgment in his mind, could it be that Yang Ximen knew his identity and deliberately tried it? What if it's true news? Whether it's true or not, Peach Blossom Valley must prepare early, and the organs at the formation gate need to be strengthened again, even if their mission is lost, they must also spread the news.

Just as he was thinking, a maidservant girl who was cleaning up the room walked in and said, "Childe, little girl Bilian, if there is anything to order." ”

For these maidservants, he has been in Liushamen for many years, and he has long been surprised, like the current practice of Peach Blossom Valley must be different.

"You go out and do your own business first, I will naturally call you if there is something." Song Ziming said.

After Bi Lian stepped back, Song Ziming took out a messenger, which was a tool for him to secretly contact Fang Wenqing.

Based on years of experience, he judged that the news of Penglai Xiandao should have been leaked, and the purpose was very simple, it should be to notify a certain big force, but he was sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight.

He quickly wrote a code word on the messenger, expressed his opinion, wrote what happened to him, and told Fang Wenqing that he was all right.