"Master!"

In the yellow sand, all the people in the Tang Tibetan team rushed to meet the bloodied Zhenpilu with incomparable reverent awe and jī moving cháo water. Book 4∴8065" Zhenpilu replied, then looked at her and asked, "What about you?"

"Nangong Weiyang. ”

"You've been following me for days, and now you're coming out and what do you want to say to me?"

"You're a little better than I thought you would... However, Wenren Cangyue will remember you even more, so you can't go to Biluoling to replenish water and food, otherwise he will kill you all. ”

"Nangong Weiyang... So what do you want me to do?"

"I had enough water and food for them to refill and get them back. But you also have to help our people go home and help me go kill some people. ”

"What kind of person is it?"

"A few Heavenly Wolf Guards and some Xiyi people... They have some special means of restraining flying swords, and if they encounter it... I can't beat them alone. ”

"Good. ”

Zhenpilu and Nangong Weiyang had never really been in contact before, and they hadn't even heard of each other's names and origins, but neither of them was an ordinary worldly person, and their words and actions were very different from ordinary worldly people.

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Houque City is a large city with the flattest terrain in Guiyun Province, and it is the only way to connect the east and west of Guiyun Province.

The unique location of the throat and the fact that it was the imperial city of a small princely country long before the establishment of Yunqin State, so Hou Que City naturally became the first prosperous and lively city in Guiyun Province, and it is also the only city in Guiyun Province with a population of more than 700,000 and a real big city in the middle of the country, and has the reputation of "Little Xijing".

Even according to the habits of the locals, it was already an hour after dinner, and the night was already thick, but the lights on the streets still illuminated the slightly wet bluestone pavement in Houque City.

The streets are still full of traffic, and the locals of Hou Que City are generally dressed in simple and simple clothes, and they look particularly neat in a black sè earth-dyed cloud gauze short beat, but most of the people who walk on the wide stone streets that have been crushed by the cars and horses or in the deep alleys lit with ambiguous red lanterns are outsiders.

These outsiders were dressed in different costumes, including merchants in luxurious brocade robes, swordsmen and swordsmen in strong suits, not only locals, but even all outsiders were already surprised by these open-minded sword-wielding warriors, and there was not the slightest strangeness or jǐng in their eyes.

Many street corners have juggling and selling all kinds of things, and there are people everywhere watching the scenery and drinking in the restaurant, this kind of city with the atmosphere of a real big city in the world, the dress of the NV is much more outstanding than that of the ordinary city, in this summer season, even if the mountains are surrounded and the rainy basin is still slightly cool, but most of the NV are boldly wearing light shirts and wiping xiōng, and the snow white of the lotus arm and xiōng mouth is particularly eye-catching.

Everywhere there are pipa sounds and piano sounds fluttering, and the melody is melodious.

The prosperity and hustle and bustle of the entire Guiyun Province seem to be concentrated in this city, which is as strong as fine wine, making people slightly drunk.

Lin Xi, who was sitting in the carriage, entered Hou Que City in this night, and woke up in the slightly drunk breath in this Hou Que City.

I don't know if the identity of the ten wolves really makes the people who hear the moon believe it, or that the people who hear the moon are not in a hurry to do something to a group of them, in the yellow sand desert behind the Prajna Corridor and when blood is flowing in many places inside and outside the Biluo Tomb, Lin Xi's journey is very calm for the time being.

Lin Xi, who was awakened from his meditation practice by some loud voices and the aura of the cultivator's soul power, quickly lifted the curtain of the car, and he saw a swordsman in a green shirt and a group of porters-like people arguing violently. The green-shirted swordsman had an angry face and a bulging aura on his body, and among the porter-like people in the opposite row, there was one of the tallest burly men with a bulging aura on his body.

When Lin Xi saw these two people, he couldn't help but sigh slightly when he saw the prosperous night of Hou Que City, and then saw the tall city mén corner tower of Hou Que City in the distance.

Under the founding rule of the People's Republic of China for decades, even if Yunqin was heavy on military force and internal governance did not seem particularly outstanding, but because of the simple folk customs, strict laws, and harmonious politics, most of the places in Yunqin were rich and stable along the way. So much so that in the real big city of this kind of fortress throat rush, there is actually a scene where there are as many martial artists as dogs, and there are cultivators everywhere, at this moment, there are two cultivators in the ordinary market dispute, which really makes people feel the powerful national power of Yun Qin, just watching those two people get angry and angry, but there is no real intention to do it between the words, in such a city, I don't know how many strong people and warriors in the Yun Qin military and the court exist, so Lin Xi didn't pay too much attention to it, and quickly closed the curtain, and quietly felt the changes in the soul power in his body。

Like his previous plan, he was very close to himself and Jiang Xiaoyi and the others along the way, and after the team stayed in the towns along the way, he would arrange some crazy and cruel cultivation that was completely unreasonable, and in the eyes of others, it must be a child's play with life.

In this world, apart from Dean Zhang, who changed this world and created such a prosperous Yunqin era, there was no second cultivator who could practice in such a way.

Under his coercion, whether it was him or Jiang Xiaoyi, Bian Linghan or Méng Bai, the benefits he got in cultivation were naturally amazing.

At this moment, after several hours of continuous practice, he clearly felt that the warmth in his body had grown a little more.

This kind of practitioner's feeling is very subtle and unique.

Xia Rì's carriage was stuffy, and the skin on his body was also a little uncomfortable stuffy, but his body was cool, but he had a great desire and expectation for the warmth of the flow of soul power.

The carriage continued to move forward, and it had gradually moved away from those who were arguing with him, but the aura emitted by the two cultivators because of the drumming of soul power was still very clear in his perception, and he breathed a breath, and an incredible look appeared in his eyes.

He subconsciously sensed the direction of the two cultivators, but at this moment, in his perception, a long sword appeared.

His unknown sword was placed in the carriage in a wooden box behind him.

As early as when Da Wilderness discovered this long sword, he could be sure that this was a flying sword that could be used for the sword, and when he sensed the "Morning Light" flying sword before, it was also like a perspective, and the appearance of "Morning Light" clearly appeared in his mind, but this time, the appearance of his flying sword in his mind was much clearer than that of "Morning Light".

He knew that this was related to his cultivation improvement, but what made him feel incredible was that the flying sword he brought out of the Great Wilderness actually had a feeling in his mind at this moment that it was going to move with his mind in the wooden box!

He felt that this could not be true, so he took a deep breath, trying to calm his mind completely, and then carefully perceive the sword.

However, what made him breathe pause again was that this feeling was not false, but clearer!

He couldn't control his emotions and couldn't help but let out a soft "ah" call.

Sword sense!

I feel that the flying sword is about to move, this is the sword sense recorded in the cultivation classics!

In the incomparably accurate, countless records of cultivators who have personally practiced and certified, only cultivators who have reached the level of a great soul master can have such a feeling, he is only a cultivator of the great soul master level, how can he have such a sword sense?

(Ash often coincidentally, or gray often unfortunate busy mess, just came back from Nanjing, I answered the call from a college classmate, saying that two classmates happened to be passing by on a business trip, and they had to rush to dinner and Suzhou, so it is estimated that there is no time to write in the evening, and the first watch will be in the evening tomorrow morning.) ）