The majestic night rain fell on the carriage with a clatter, splashing a hazy mist.

Occasionally, when the wind blows, the curtain is lifted, and you can only see two figures sitting opposite each other in the carriage, occasionally a corner of a green shirt, and a wisp of white beard.

The brass bells hanging on the carriage shook more and more violently, making a crisp sound.

The sound of the wind and rain was drowned out.

Ten zhang distance, not far and not close.

The burly figure coughed up blood, looking at the carriage in the distance, his hair bursting on end.

He covered his wounds, and he was watered by the rain curtain like a chicken in soup, and the sword cultivation of the dignified four-grade sword artistic conception was reduced to such a miserable state.

Zao Wou-ki's sudden return caught him off guard.

For the sake of a Fang Lang, Jiang Linglong actually asked Zao Wou-ki, one of the five tigers of the Jiang family, to come back in person!

Sure enough, the relationship between this Fang Lang and the Jiang family ...... It's too deep!

The burly figure turned his head, and he could feel the boiling qi and blood rolling in behind him like the scorching sun!

That is the five grades of martial arts, the terrifying aura of refining qi and transforming the divine realm!

He scolded the dead Lin Yun many times in his heart at this moment, and the fifth-rank sword master was actually killed by Fang Lang and a swordsman.

If Lin Yun does not die, with Lin Yun's status and the three princes behind him, all parties will still be afraid of one or two.

But as soon as Lin Yun died, he would definitely not be able to get out of Luojiang City.

"Ahem......"

"The main purpose of you coming to Luojiang City should be to find the old man, right? But why bother with a child? ”

"He's just an ordinary kid, with the Jiang family...... It doesn't matter at all. ”

"You said yes, Jiang Nizi?"

A hoarse, aged voice came from the carriage.

The burly figure was shaken.

The next moment, he looked at the carriage in disbelief, and the corner of the carriage curtain was lifted, revealing an old face, and opposite the old man, there was a delicate girl wearing a veil with starry eyes.

Dean of Luojiang Academy, Cui Cheng!

And also...... The lady of the Jiang family, Jiang Linglong!

"Grandpa Cui, please."

Jiang Linglong's light voice sounded, with indifference, deciding the life of the burly figure.

The burly figure's eyes shrank, and he suddenly understood.

The proud daughter of the Jiang family came to Luojiang City for Cui Cheng, not for any Fang Lang at all!

Fang Lang...... Maybe it really has nothing to do with the Jiang family!

This temptation caused Lin Yun to die in the hands of Fang Lang, which was extremely sad!

However, there is no regret medicine in the world!

Without hesitation, the burly figure took out a few fine steel swords from the spatial ring, threw them like flowing rainbows, and shot them towards the carriage.

His body took the opportunity to light up a few falling raindrops like a swallow, and with the help of his strength, he flew away, smashed the rain curtain, and flew towards the houses on the side of the main street, trying to step on the roof and escape.

In the carriage, the old man stretched out his hand like an old root of Coptis chinensis, and the palm of his hand was lightly touched.

A circle of powerful spiritual thoughts spread, as if distorting the entire world.

The burly figure who had just jumped up the stairs froze suddenly.

Between heaven and earth, there seems to be no rain.

No, every drop of rain was suspended in the air, and his body froze, as if it had turned into an ice sculpture, as if frozen in eternity.

"Ugh."

"Why do you want to bully a child?"

A faint sigh, distant and deep.

In the eyes of the burly figure, every drop of suspended and stagnant rain froze like ice crystals, and elongated into thin needles like ice crystals.

Puff puff!

Countless raindrops pricked down into fine needles.

The soaring iron sword was pierced and exploded, turning into a flurry of iron powder.

Many of the black tiles on the roof have been directly turned into tile powder.

And the burly figure couldn't even snort, so he was pricked into flesh by countless rain needles.

Bang Bang Bang Bang ......

The rain returned again, turning into a thick curtain of beads, washing every corner of the heavens and the earth.

"Jiang Nizi is not going to meet?"

"No, it may not be good for him to see him."

"Alas, you came back from Chang'an Road to save him, but you didn't even see him, the young man's feelings are complex and capricious......"

"Huh?! Grandpa Cui, what are you talking about, Linglong doesn't understand! ”

"Old man...... It's about your sincere friendship. ”

"Oh."

Jingle bells, jingle bells......

The carriage turned, the brass bells sounded melodiously, and the words gradually faded into the rainy night, disappearing into the main road.

Zao Wou-Ki rushed over, only to see the blood and mud all over the ground, then turned his head to look in the direction of the carriage leaving, grinned, and bowed his hand.

……

Shushan.

Sword Shu Sect.

The top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist.

One person lies on his side, holding a blue and white wine glass, the wine in the cup is thick and swaying.

Chao Xiaojian has white hair and white clothes, closes his eyes and recites poetry, with his chest open, his belly exposed, lying on his side in the clouds, chic and uninhibited.

Suddenly.

In the clouds, a sword qi flew like a tangled thread, wrapping around his fingertips.

Sensing it slightly, he slowly opened his eyes towards the little sword.

"I knew that something would happen when the Liansheng Sword was born."

"The senior sister of the head of the family has gone deep into the demon que, and there has been no news for more than ten years, leaving only a handful of lotus sheng, and many people in the world can't sit still......"

"Donglu Sword Saint Nanye Fire ......"

"Oh, that's guts."

yawned, crushed the silk sword qi, and raised the blue and white porcelain wine glass in his hand towards the little sword and splashed it forward.

Still lying on his side, his five fingers stretched out, and he grabbed it violently.

The spilled liquor solidified and turned into a translucent soft sword.

Flicked his fingers at the little sword, and the soft little sword was suddenly bounced out and fell high into the clouds.

The moment I fell through the clouds, I suddenly ......

The transparent sword suddenly stiffened, silently, and shot out.

The speed is so fast that it seems to cut a white line from west to east in the Tang Dynasty!

……

Donglu Academy.

Donglin Mountain, Feijian Peak.

A figure in a red shirt, with a line of eyebrows and hands behind his back, stands on the edge of the cliff, feeling the vastness of the sea of clouds.

Nan Yehuo opened his eyes, raised his head forty-five degrees, and looked at the endless sea of clouds outside Feijian Peak.

Suddenly.

The sea of clouds was torn apart, and a white line roared like a white snake tumbling in the sea of clouds.

Nanye frowned slightly.

In the pupils, a translucent sword could be seen roaring from the other end of the sea of clouds.

Heaven and earth are cut by a sword!

Nanye Huo stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and countless clouds surged, turning into a huge cloud sword, slashing towards the translucent sword that seemed to fly from the sky.

Poof!

The cloud sword is gone.

Nan Yehuo stretched out his hand and grabbed a translucent small sword, a line of eyebrows blowing in the wind.

The little sword was sharpened without sword intent, and finally ......

Zi –

turned into a wine sword and nourished him in the face.

"Something comes at me, don't bully a child."

"Today's Jian Shu, you can't afford to mess with it, besides...... I can't beat Emperor Tang, and I can't beat you? ”

The arrogant voice in the liquor faded away.

Only Nan Yehuo looked at the sea of clouds, his face expressionless, and a drop of turbid wine dripped down from the tips of his eyebrows.

……

Chunmei Courtyard.

The rain is still falling.

Fang Lang sat on the ground with his butt on his shoulder, gasping for breath.

In the precarious pavilion.

Lao Fang finally left Miss Oiran, opened the umbrella, and rushed to Fang Lang.

Fang Lang saw the lively old Fang, and the big stone in his heart suddenly fell to the ground and smiled.

Wen Jiaoxi walked over, looking constipated, he lived up to his previous chic, and the clothes on his chest were crushed by the wisp of sword qi, revealing a lot of white skin and flesh.

"Are you alright?"

Wen Jiaoxi first nodded towards Lao Fang, then looked at Fang Lang and asked with a complicated expression.

Fang Lang waved his hand, signaling that he was fine.

In fact, Fang Lang really didn't have anything to do except for the fact that he was a little overdrawn by the secret technique Sword Lotus, and he was pressing Lin Yun from beginning to end.

"Well, all I can say is you kid...... met a woman who shouldn't have been met, and there was this peach blossom catastrophe. ”

Wen Jiaoxi shook his head in vicissitudes, looking like a person who had come over.

Fang Lang: "......"

"Get up, go back and wash, lie down in bed and sleep well, and come to the academy tomorrow to listen to the class."

Wen Jiaoxi held the umbrella and yawned, and said.

"Are you really okay?"

"I killed someone."

Fang Lang climbed up.

"It's a cultivator's private fight, he takes the blame on himself, and the iron law of the Tang Dynasty won't take care of it."

"Besides, you have a witness."

Wen Jiaoxi glanced at the two Thousand Fei Pavilion martial artists outside the courtyard.

"Don't worry, you will be fine in Luojiang City, unless one day, the Jiang family is gone, or the third prince Li Liancheng becomes the Tang Emperor."

Wen Jiaoxi said.

"The situation of the Jiang family is a little complicated, the matter of the Jiang family and the third prince, you can be regarded as being affected by the pond fish, because you are too close to the Jiang family, alas, women ......"

"You don't need to know too much about the big people in the imperial capital."

"You're just a kid and you're still a little person......"

"Anyway, as long as you know that in Luojiang, with the dean here, you will be fine before the scientific examination, even the Donglu Sword Saint will not engage you."

"But if you fail in the scientific examination......"

When Wen Jiaoxi said this, he glanced at Fang Lang and said with a smile: "It's hard to say everything." ”

Fang Lang's brows furrowed suddenly.

Wen Jiaoxi patted Fang Lang's shoulder, with deep meaning, and said, "So, you kid...... Don't hide, reveal what you should deve, and show your value in scientific research. ”

"Of course, if you can become the champion, you can ...... the safest"

"Under the limelight, all problems are not a problem."

Wen Jiaoxi smiled and wanted to be the champion...... That's hard.

There are three thousand academies in the Tang Dynasty, and there are countless heavenly arrogances, even if it is Jiang Linglong, he may not be able to impact the champion, right?

As for Fang Lang, he has everything in his dreams.

So, I can only say hello.

Fang Lang listened to Wen Jiaoxi's words, quietly bathed in the rain around him, and fell into deep thought.

What Lao Wen said makes sense.

"Champion ......"

Fang Lang muttered, his eyes gradually emerging with firmness.

It seems that it's time to make an effort.

PS: Next week, Shangsanjiang is recommended, and those who haven't invested quickly invest Oh, I don't tell him about ordinary people, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket~