The carriage turned around the bend and into the denser woods, where the roar of an unknown cave beast could be heard.

This forest is the junction of Tianxiang County and Jiuxiang County, as long as you walk through the woods, you will reach the boundary of Jiuxiang County. Although it is a certain distance from the Nameless Mountain, there are occasionally cave beasts who come here to do something unknown.

The coachman and the people in the carriage chatted and gossiped, and the woman's silver bell voice sounded in the jungle, "Castle master, don't look for me again for this kind of work in the future, I'm really not suitable." ”

The beautiful woman put her hands on her laps, sat on a wooden chair with her upper body straight, her eyes closed, and a strand of hair floating between her temples, she put her fingers on top of her long hair and said softly, "I'm a little sleepy, the road ahead is a little difficult, you be careful." ”

The woman commanded, "Yes, my eldest lady." ”

The beautiful woman sat like this, and fell into a deep sleep.

The carriage was still moving unhurriedly.

The bitter gourd-faced man climbed the branches and swam over the woods, he tried to control the distance between him and the carriage, not only to keep the carriage within his line of sight, but also not to let the people in the carriage notice, he silently landed on the branch in front of him, his left hand quickly grabbed a sharp-beaked turtledove, his fingers pinched the turtledove's head, twisted slightly, and the turtledove died.

He is a killer, although he has only killed one person in his life, but he always remembers the killer principle, in front of the target, to keep enough calm, be sure to kill with one hit. He spent the first half of his life preparing for this guideline, until after he killed his first target.

The bitter gourd-faced man was not hired by others, and the killer would only draw a knife to kill if he was hired, and the reason why he did this was because there was an unwritten rule in the killer world, as long as you can kill a very important person in your heart, or a person recognized as very important in this continent, then you have the qualifications to challenge the three crossings.

Sandaokou is a mercenary organization, maintaining an array of twelve people all year round, they are nowhere to be seen, no one knows their true faces, no one can find them, they are scattered in every corner of the continent, like lonely souls in the necromantic race. Only when one of them dies will they send out a suspense to recruit new members.

The way to hire them is simple and at the same time demanding, in the middle of each month, put a dead cat under the moon, the cat's hair must be orange, and most importantly, the cat must have died of natural causes.

The bitter gourd-faced man wants to join the Three Gates, which is also the purpose of his becoming a killer, as long as he kills the owner of the Bodhisattva Fort in the carriage in front of him, and retreats with his whole body, then he has the qualifications to challenge the Three Gates. The man grinned and smiled hideously, although it was terrifying, it was one of the few expressions he could do.

The carriage turned again, and this time there was a stone growing in the ground at the junction, and the wheels were crushed against it, causing the carriage to jolt and make a falling sound in the carriage.

The carriage stopped, and the woman stepped into the carriage and asked with concern, "Is it all right, lord?"

The beautiful woman sat back in her chair and waved her hand to indicate that she was okay.

The woman stepped out of the carriage, straightened her clothes and hair, and the carriage moved on.

The trees in front of me grew denser and darker, and the light became less and less, and as I walked through a dark place, there was a rumbling sound over the trees.

The bitter gourd-faced man hibernated at the bottom of the carriage, biting a pocket dagger in his mouth, his fingers clasped the gap in the wooden board, cautiously revealing a head, the bitter gourd-faced man freed one hand, took out a brown wooden stick from his chest, there was a layer of black paper at one end of the wooden stick, cut the paper, the wooden stick ignited at one end, the wooden stick began to ignite a fine white smoke, the bitter gourd-faced man secretly lifted the corner of the curtain, put the wooden stick in the gap, and the smoke drifted into the carriage, the bitter gourd-faced man waited for a while, only to hear a collision sound, the carriage stopped again, the woman walked into the carriage, let out an exclamation, suddenly, the bitter gourd-faced man appeared from behind the woman, grabbed it, The dagger in his hand stabbed into the woman's heart, time stood still at this moment, and the man could clearly hear his heartbeat, this was the first time in his life that he felt the passage of life so closely.

Sweat oozed from the man's forehead, he let go of his right hand gripping the dagger, his legs were paralyzed, he knelt on the ground, and fell to the ground in response.

After some time, the woman sat upright outside the carriage, with a whip in her hand, and struck the horse's buttocks, and the horses galloped forward with the carriage.

Just as he was about to run out of the woods, a man stood at the exit of the woods with his arms crossed over his chest.

The carriage stopped, the man opened his eyes, the sun splashed on him, and the silver-gray iron armor shone brightly.

The person who came was the man in armor who had a quarrel with the beautiful woman in the Treasure Pavilion, and his real identity was one of the eight fists of the Huang Zhaozi Temple - Qi Xuan.

The man in armor stood in front like a god of war, looking at the woman condescendingly, "Tell the master of your family to come out, I have something to talk to her." ”

The woman stood up, as if facing a great enemy, and in addition to the whip in her hand, and the pocket dagger, but now she hid her hand in her sleeve, and the woman said, "My castle master has already slept, I don't know who you are?

The man in armor took a step forward, the wind blew beside him, blew up the front curtain of the carriage, and saw a beautiful woman with long hair fluttering in the carriage, and a man with a wooden box squatting next to him, the man leaned against the beautiful woman, just to block it, but at this time the man lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.

The woman hurriedly pulled down the curtain and said angrily, "No matter who you are, you must be reasonable in your actions, if you are so arrogant and unreasonable, don't blame me for being polite." ”

Qi Xuan didn't care, and continued to take a step forward, this foot was huge, directly shaking the entire forest, the branches and leaves trembled, and the birds and beasts were alarmed, but looking at it from a distance, Tianxiang County and Jiuxiang County were not affected, and the bustling crowd was still lively.

Qi Xuan exerted his magical powers, a circular barrier wrapped himself and the carriage in it, everything that happened here, outsiders could not see, unless this person was higher than Qi Xuan's realm, although Qi Xuan was only the youngest of the eight fists, and the realm was only the five levels of the Tiankan realm, it was not that there was no cultivation power higher than his realm, but he thought that here, a small Tianxiang County definitely did not.

The woman calmed the frightened horses, her face was pale, and her delicate body trembled, even if she could not guess the identity of the man in front of her, but with the magic power of this kick alone, it was definitely not something she could handle. She slumped in the carriage, tears flowing uncontrollably, pitiful.

Qi Xuan stood where he was, not taking another step forward, he craned his neck, looked behind the carriage, and said to the woman, " I don't wake up like this, the lord of the barbarian castle is really dead asleep, you don't know my identity, but I know you, graceful, I have followed the lord of the barbarian castle since I was a child, so she said that you are her maid, it is not as good as a sister, and the most important thing is not the intimacy of the relationship, but the two of you look too similar, if you are not familiar with the two of you, it is difficult to see this, I think the old man and Bai Jie have been kept in the dark by you. ”

"I also know the man with the wooden box on his back, his name is Xie Li, he is from Xiancaizhou, I heard that he recently became a killer and killed a landlord Lao Cai in Xiancaizhou, and after being wanted by the government, he fled to your village, I didn't expect to meet him here, if I expected it to be good, the real curvaceous was killed by him. ”

When the woman heard this, she finally stopped crying, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and at the same time removed her makeup, loosened her hairpin, and her long hair flowed down like a waterfall, dancing in the wind.

The woman is the castle owner of the Bodhisattva Castle, Manxiaoman, and the beautiful woman sitting in the carriage is dressed as her maid and her stand-in.

Man Xiaoman spit out a mouthful of blood, although the wind just now only blew past her ears, but the spiritual power contained in it is no less than the full force of a peak powerhouse of the Earth Fire Realm, I am afraid this is still the result of the mercy of his subordinates, sure enough, only when he reaches the Heavenly Realm, can he be regarded as a real powerhouse, Man Xiaoman has a longing for Huang Zhaozi Temple for the first time, you must know that in Huang Zhaozi Temple, the man in front of him is only at the end of the eight fists, not to mention the eight swords and eight guns in the forefront.

Man Xiaoman was ashamed because of her humble realm, and she roared with the mood of dying, "That's right, I am Man Xiaoman of Bodhisattva Castle, I don't change my name, I don't change my surname, I want to kill or chop, listen to it." ”

Qi Xuan was stunned, not knowing why the woman spoke like this, he explained, "I think the lord of the barbarian castle should have misunderstood what I meant, I just want the book of "Heavenly Words" in your hand, this kind of evil thing must be handed over to our Huang Zhaozi Temple for safekeeping, it is proper, unless it is absolutely necessary, our Huang Zhaozi Temple will not be the enemy of all forces." ”

The brute man looked up to the sky and laughed, with a crazy look, "Don't say pretty words, I think you obviously want to use this to encroach on our territory, what bullshit, I think it's just a group of selfish rats, if you want something, take it yourself." ”

Man Xiaoman threw out the whip and the dagger in his hand, his fingers were sealed, his fingertips were shiny, his long hair floated up and fell, all suspended in mid-air, Man Xiaoman cast a spell, and his long hair was entangled, turning into arrows, like a meteor crossing, attacking the man in armor.

Qi Xuan raised a punch and directly dropped the arrow to the ground, and even more, it exploded directly at the moment of contact with the fist, and for a while, sparks splashed, and the cloak behind the armor ignited flames, Qi Xuan swung his fist back, and the flames were extinguished.

Qi Xuan ignored the attack of the arrows, and walked straight to the carriage, the woman jumped and landed directly on the branches, the speed of hair growth was faster than the speed of falling, this is the secret method of their Bodhisattva Castle, at this time, the attack frequency of the arrows is getting higher and higher, and it is becoming more and more powerful, Qi Xuan no longer wants to be consumed like this, he has already felt that a spiritual power fluctuation that is not weaker than him is rushing here, Taishan is right, the strong are everywhere, even the smallest estate.

Qi Xuan took a deep breath, his body sank, his waist and horse were united, and he urged the spiritual power to gather in his right fist, and an illusory huge pale yellow fist appeared behind him, "through the back and standing up", the fist came from top to bottom, with the angry shout of the man in armor, rushed straight to the front of Man Xiaoman, just when Man Xiaoman thought he was about to die, a slightly frivolous voice came from the sky above his head, "Yo, it seems that I am not too late." ”

Fists rushed to the sky, Man Xiaoman was stopped and picked up, and the person who rescued him was the man who said he wouldn't buy anything in the cloud map, calling himself Mei Sande.

Mei Sande hugged the comatose Man Xiaoman, fell to the ground, and asked Qi Xuan, who had just put away his fist, head-on, "You actually beat a woman, you are still such a beautiful woman, your teacher has not taught you, what is it called pity and cherishing jade, or do you not know what it means to smell fragrance and know women, you smell it, how fragrant." ”

Qi Xuan ignored Mei Sande, who was getting more and more deviated from the topic, he covered his mouth and nose and took three steps back, "Mei Sande, I know your methods, that fragrance is simply emanating from your body." I didn't want to do it, but the barbarian castle lord was too bent on going his own way, so I made a move, and the punch just now was not enough to kill her, it would only make her unconscious for a few days, just so she could use this time to reflect on herself. ”

After speaking, Qi Xuan turned around and left, and Mei Sande asked, "What are you going to do?"

Qi Xuan replied, "The purpose of my visit this time is only for that book of "Heavenly Words", not to take people's lives, but if you insist on stopping me, I am willing to try it with you." ”

The bone-chilling cold rushed straight up from the soles of Mei Sande's feet, and he could feel the murderous aura in the words of the man in armor.

Mei Sande snorted coldly, "Don't worry, we'll fight." ”

Mei Sande left with the unconscious Man, and Qi Xuan found the book from the Necrons in the carriage, but the graceful and the man disappeared.

Qi Xuan didn't stay long, he had to return to Huang Zhaozi Temple to resume his life, and he found a lot of interesting things here.

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Chen Wei and Zhang Yunan went out of the same school, and worshiped the master a day earlier than him, so even if Zhang Yunan was older than Chen Wei, he still had to call him senior brother respectfully.

The two of them studied medicine in the mountains for fifteen years, and lived in three small tiled houses on the mountain, starting from the most basic identification of herbs, making every day at sunrise and resting at sunset, there is a small open space in the yard, which is planted with melons, fruits and vegetables, you can talk about the stomach, although the days are hard, but it is also pure and natural. Approaching the summer and summer, there will always be some handsome men and women wearing green clothes and thin shirts on the mountain, and there are groups of scholars behind them, they are endowed with the mountains, compose music for the flowing water, and at night they will set up bonfires, sing and dance, whenever this time, Zhang Yunan will follow his little brother to squat in front of the yard, gnawing on the watermelons he grows, looking at the pedestrians who travel far away, I don't know why they are so. When people who travel far away, they will always pass by small tiled houses, sometimes they will knock on the wooden door, get a bowl of water to drink, and even worse, they will buy two or three watermelons with money, and just stand in the courtyard, laughing and feasting. At that time, Zhang Yunan thought that a few watermelons were not worth much, but the price they offered was too high, so high that teenagers just opened their mouths wide and forgot to excuse themselves.

Before saying goodbye, the master took them to a red brick house, the brick house sat north and faced south, and the four windows were closed all the year round.

The brick room was pitch black, and only a small oil lamp was placed on a table of eight immortals in the far middle of the room, in addition to the oil lamp, there were three packages on the table, four wooden boxes, the packages surrounded the oil lamp, and the wooden boxes were placed in the four corners of the table. He and his brother stood at the door, and the master stepped forward and held up an oil lamp, and the soybean-sized light lit up a landscape painting hanging on the wall from the bottom to the top.

In the eyes of the young man, the landscape painting seemed to have a kind of magic, making him feel as if he was in the middle of the white clouds on the top of the mountain, and at his feet was a river that flowed endlessly, and above the big waves, there were two or three people sitting in a flat boat, one rowing, two talking, and listening closely, the sound of the village seemed to come from the bottom of the mountain.

The young man slowly closed his eyes and opened his limbs, imagining that he was like a stone on the top of a mountain, standing in the wind and not knowing in the rain.

A cough interrupted the young man's reverie, and the master had already put down the oil lamp, sat alone at the table of the Eight Immortals, and said to himself, "After many years, I have also remembered a lot of things, but I still don't know what I am wrong with, imprisoned here, I have no hatred, let alone regret, but whenever I have spare time, my heart is always empty, I wonder if you also feel this way?"

The old man stood up and faced his two beloved disciples, but his eyes looked into the depths of the clouds in the distance, "I have no mental strength, look at the depths of the clouds again." Three people look at the scenery, and one has nowhere to go. ”

The old man sighed deeply and walked between the two, "Three packages, choose one." ”

Walking out of the brick house, the galaxy was shining, and after the old man finished his last sentence, he disappeared into the night.

The old man said, "What is the meaning of letting go, what is the meaning of letting go, why bother, what is it, and where." ”

Tianxiang County, Miaoshou Zhai.

Zhang Yunan changed the medicine for the short-haired man who was unconscious, and after rebandaging him, he sat on the bamboo chair, and his buttocks were not warmed up before he was shouted by Chen Wei.

There are a total of three rooms in Miaoshou Zhai, one for hospitality, one for treatment, and the remaining one is Chen Wei's bedroom, at this time there are two people standing in the room, admiring a "secluded map" on the wall.

Chen Wei said, "That night, in addition to the package entrusted to us by the master, he also gave me this picture of seclusion, and he told me that if he is not there one day, he will pass this painting to the next destined person, I don't know if I am the destined person in his mouth, and I don't know who the next destined person is, I don't want to wait forever, because I have more important things to do, do you remember what the master said that night?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Yunan replied, "Remember." ”

Chen Wei took off the painting, rolled it up, held it in both hands, and handed it to Zhang Yunan, "Master treats us very well, never blames us, I am wondering, what kind person has done, so that he will be imprisoned in the mountains for nearly a hundred years......"

Zhang Yunan didn't take the painting, he interrupted Chen Wei and said, "You want to be angry for him?"

Chen Wei smiled, "I can't talk about being angry, I just want to know what happened and the truth." ”

Zhang Yunan took the painting, lowered his head, couldn't see his expression clearly, and his voice was even more emotionless, "When are you leaving?"

Chen Wei turned his head and looked out the window, a white cloud floated by, "I know what you saw that night, it was Master who told me, I think you are the person who Master said is destined, and now I am just returning things to their original owners, you don't have to have too much pressure in your heart." After I'm gone, I'll leave it to you to take care of. ”

Zhang Yunan rejected his senior brother's kindness, "It won't be long before I have to leave Laohuai Village, and you won't rest assured if you hand it over to others, this shop is still closed, and when will it come back, it will reopen." ”

Chen Wei smiled and left, "I won't come back." ”

Zhang Yunan hugged the painting and returned to Laohuai Village.

At night, the gate is closed, like a little beast that has just fallen asleep, dormant in the silent night.

The old man effortlessly pushed open the iron door of the medicine shop, the copper lock fell silently to the ground, the things in the shop have been sold, the room was empty at this time, it was embarrassing, fortunately there was still a bamboo chair in the corner of the room, the old man's thin body shrunk in the bamboo chair, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

The next day, Myotesai, which had been planned to be closed, reopened and changed its name to Old Drugstore.

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After the auction, Tianxiang Town returned to its former tranquility, and the Dayu Inn was also as usual, living in a deep alley, no one cared about it.

On the third floor of the inn, everyone packed their bags and prepared to go back to the village.

Zhou Tianshen carried the bamboo basket, there was a book and a few herbs in it, and then he was about to start cultivating, the young man was somewhat surprised and dazed, and Lu Anshi, who lived with him, was empty-handed. Wang Duozhan ran to the guest room where Zhou Tianshen lived early in the morning, complained, and blamed Zhou Tianshen for why he didn't take him to the auction. It was Bai Xiaosheng who kept sarcastically and sarcastically on the side, but the two who had just woken up fell on the bed and scuffled. Wang Cunyuan stood aside at a loss, really not knowing whether to help or help. The two little girls, Tie Zishan and Ma Xiandi, were waiting downstairs early, eating the sumptuous breakfast prepared by the inn, talking about whispers between friends, as for Mao Qingzhu, she received a letter from home the day before, asking her to go home, so she was not on the list of returning to the village this time. As the division commander, Chen Fu led Zuo Su and Gu Zhiwen to take the first step, and I heard him say that in the past two days, he has a new understanding of cultivation, so he needs the outstanding people of Laohuai Village to help him. Tianyun Guojing had already picked up the short-haired man and was waiting in the carriage downstairs.

Outside the city, a carriage and a group of ten people walked on the way home.

Wang Duozhan shook his two little short legs, sat in the carriage, bit a piece of hay in his mouth, and comfortably pillowed his arms, almost singing a little song.

Lu Anshi was still walking in the middle, with his hands in his sleeves, and there were two short swords hidden in them, he said, "Qingzhu left in such a hurry, and I don't know if there is something important at home." ”

Bai Xiaosheng took over the conversation on the side, and said with thief eyebrows, "Brother Lu has long taken a fancy to that hairy girl?"

Lu Anshi smiled gently, "After being together for a long time, it is inevitable to have feelings, but I can't say that I like it." ”

Bai Xiaosheng nodded and said, "That's right, although Miss Mao's family is richer than our Laohuai Village, this is not a reason for people to like her." Brother Lu understands righteousness. ”

Bai Xiaosheng raised his thumb.

Zhou Tianshen walked behind the two and couldn't help but interject, "Could it be a kiss?"

Bai Xiaosheng scratched his head, he really couldn't figure out the meaning of this sentence.

Zhou Tianshen explained, "I read the book that the young lady of a famous and aristocratic family will eventually marry someone she doesn't like. ”

Lu Anshi shook his head and said firmly, "No, I have seen Qingzhu's parents, they are both reasonable people, and they will never force their daughter." ”

Zhou Tianshen sighed, "It's hard to say." ”

The word reasonableness is not something that can be said casually.

The book is very clear, the door is right, how many infatuated men and women are planted because of this sentence.

People live for a lifetime, but only a hundred years, and they still have to live freely and steadily.

The bamboo basket boy walked on the mountain path, the spring breeze was blowing, and the past was like a cloud of smoke, drifting away.

Wang Cunyuan approached Zhou Tianshen and asked cautiously, "Tianshen, I heard that you are going to start cultivating, and my father also wants me to learn cultivation with Uncle Meng, but I'm afraid that I don't have talent, can I follow you?"

The bamboo basket boy patted the timid boy on the shoulder, "Of course you can, or let's all go together." ”

Bai Xiaosheng, who was walking in front of the two, turned his head, "I think it's okay, Brother Lu is here anyway, you can let him guide us." ”

Lu Anshi hurriedly responded, "I can't do it, but Teacher Chenfu is here, I can ask him to help everyone, you must know that there are not many people who can get the guidance of Teacher Chenfu in the Mirror Moon Temple." ”

Wang Duozhan half-lay on the carriage, spit out the hay in his mouth, and rubbed his eyes, "I don't know what realm I can reach, but as long as it doesn't cost money, it doesn't matter." ”

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In the Sanwei Study, the fat man fell asleep on the table, drooling all over the ground, unaware.

Brother Gongzi, who had communicated with Zhou Tianshen at the auction, was bending over at this time, trying his best to rummage at the bottom of the bookcase.

At this time, a woman in red walked into the study house, and at a glance she took a fancy to Brother Childe, she selected a book for Brother Childe, handed it to Brother Childe, and laughed softly, "Childe is looking for this book?"

When Brother Gongzi saw that the book was taken away by others, when he smiled bitterly, when he heard the woman's voice, he straightened up and thanked him softly, "Thank you for the girl's effort." ”

The woman in red sneered, and her fingers holding the book strained slightly, "You're really welcome, how do you know that this book must be for you?"

Brother Gongzi squinted his eyes slightly and saw the name of the book clearly, "Because this is the book I am looking for, Ju Baishui's "Talking about Harmony", I heard that the book tells the story of the innocence of a girl and a lover, has the girl ever read it?"

The woman in red didn't laugh angrily, let go of her fingers, and the book fell to the ground, splashing dust, "Sharp teeth and sharp mouths, readers are really a group of poisonous villains, who can only speak, not be human." ”

Brother Gongzi, who picked up the book, blew off the dust on the book, and said regretfully, "The girl is really good at trampling treasures, no wonder, no wonder... And one more thing, I'm not a reader, he is. ”

Before the words fell, a white and flawless palm grabbed the back of the neck of the woman in red, and shook it hard, and the woman was thrown directly into a wonton shop across the street, just because the woman in red only had a wisp of soul, so it did not alarm anyone.

The owner of the palm is a handsome man with a white light all over his body, he stands behind Brother Gongzi, like a guardian saint, looking at the woman in red, and said disdainfully, "It's just a little female ghost, and she dares to talk about my generation of readers, I really don't know how to write dead words?"

The woman in red who was broken showed a fierce light, her long hair fluttered, and she rushed towards the handsome man with her teeth and claws, only to see a beam of white light flashing, and the woman in red fell to the ground in response, clutching her chest, in pain.

Brother Gongzi, who was watching the play on the side, hurriedly stopped the handsome man's next move, he squatted in front of the woman in red, took out a wordless book from his arms, read the law, the wordless book glowed with golden light, the woman in red struggled for a moment, and was immediately sucked into the book, Brother Gongzi closed the wordless book, sighed, "It's just a wisp of soul, and I want my life, this world is really brain-consuming." ”

Junqiaolang didn't understand why Brother Gongzi sucked the female ghost into the wordless book, in his opinion, there was no other use except wasting a page of gold paper in vain, "What are you afraid of, with me here, who dares to make a move on you." ”

Brother Gongzi stood up, picked up the book "Talking about Harmony", walked out of the study, stepped on the hustle and bustle of the world, and his body naturally blended into it, "A mountain is higher than a mountain, you say, when will I be able to write this kind of article." ”

The handsome man followed behind Brother Gongzi, incarnated as a little scholar, carrying a small bookcase with peach blossom branches, the bookbox was full of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but there was no book with words, the scholar said mercilessly, "If the gold paper is mostly wasted on such a ghost, I advise you to dispel this idea." ”

"In other words, I still have a chance. ”

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On the top floor of an inn in the middle of the city, a young man with an iron bow sat on the bed, with the big bow he bought at auction on his lap. The man who appeared at the auction with him sat on the window, holding a flask in his hand, looking into the distance with a deep gaze.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open by the woman who ran in from the outside, the woman was holding a letter in her hand, and the envelope had been opened at this time, and the woman hurriedly walked to the young man's side, "Childe, there is a situation." ”

The young man with the iron bow took the letter, and after reading the letter, his face became more and more heavy, and in the end, he just sighed, "This Ju Baishui is really annoying, why does he want to help them?"

The woman didn't know the reason for the incident, so she could only stand aside silently, not daring to answer.

The man sitting at the window put down the flask next to his mouth, burped, and asked, "Let's go back to Renfeng now?"

The young man with the iron bow shook his head, crumpled the letter and envelope, and threw it up and down at will, "Senior brother, they have already rushed to the Nameless Mountain, I believe they have already connected with the people there, as long as they don't leave, it means that things still have a turnaround, we just need to wait with peace of mind." ”

The drinking man felt inexplicably flustered, "Don't fight with him." ”

The young man with the iron bow sat up from the bed and threw the paper ball on the table, the paper ball was like a headless fly, dripping and turning on the table, and the young man walked up to the man, "We will have a fight sooner or later, this is inevitable, but who to fight, but it can be discussed." ”

The man grinned toothily and took a sip of wine, "I'm just a thug, I will fight whoever you say you will fight, as for who the opponent is, I don't care." ”

The ironbow boy scratched his head, "That's going to be easy." ”

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Laohuai Village, no inn, fourth floor.

Fan Fang, who had cultivated from a single piece of wood, stood in front of the window, and since he stayed at the inn, he would stand there punctually every day, staring at the old locust tree in the center of the village.

Ju Baishui, who had just returned to the village, pushed open the door of the room, sat at the table, used a white porcelain bowl, and drank a thin cup of tea.

Fan Fang said curiously, "The senior came back so soon, it's only been one day?"

Ju Baishui said indifferently, "In one day, you can already do a lot of things." ”

Fan Fang interrupted with a smile, "Senior, when are we going to leave here?"

Ju Baishui put down the white porcelain bowl, and the tea floated out in the empty white porcelain bowl, just flush with the tea bowl, "Wait, don't panic, you still have to wait for ten years." ”

Fan Fang said embarrassedly, "Ten years has indeed been waiting, but we have been waiting here, what are we waiting for?"

Ju Baishui put down the white porcelain bowl again, this time there was no tea in the white porcelain bowl, but a burst of white smoke rose, and the white smoke changed wantonly in the air with Ju Baishui's narration.

Ju Baishui asked a question first, "Do you know the existence of a real dragon?"

Fan Fang thought for a moment, "I've heard a little." ”

Ju Baishui's fingers passed through the white dragon in the air, and took out a white ball from the white smoke, the white ball shimmered, and finally transformed into a flake, "Then have you heard of dragon scales?"

Fan Fang scratched his head, "No." ”

Ju Baishui threw out the 'dragon scales' in his hand, and slowly told the past, "Ten thousand years ago, a legendary figure was born on the mainland, he climbed the avenue with a human body, and finally became the first feathered immortal in the continent, before that, he fought with the last dragon in the world for ten days and ten nights, and successfully sealed it in the broken bridge cliff in Yazhou, and the key to unlocking the seal is the dragon scale on the real dragon's body. ”

Fan Fang turned around and asked, "I've heard of this history, but I remember that it wasn't the necromantic clan's poisonous dragon who fought with the Emperor of the Lock Fall, how could it be a real dragon?"

Ju Bai said, "The poisonous dragon is the real dragon, but it is unwilling to die, and fell here, and finally the cave beast has formed an alliance with humans, it is because of this relationship." ”

Fan Fang suddenly realized, "So that's the case, but what does this have to do with us, is it possible..."

Fan Fang covered his mouth, his face pale, and he seemed to understand something that should not have been accessible to him.

Ju Baishui stopped at the point, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, "That's what you think." ”