The bright moon hangs high, and the wind sweeps the clouds.

It took about half a day's walk from Ping'an City to Lingjian Peak, and Chen Xiaoyu didn't walk long along the river to the north, so he decided to find a safe place to sleep first.

Because he is the protagonist, he soon discovers a hut that no one lives in, which is not close to Heian Castle, and certainly not far.

Meals were still being cooked on the stove in the house, and although the firewood had been extinguished, it could be seen from the smoke and dust slowly rising from under the stove and the two pairs of neatly placed chopsticks that there were at least two people living in this room before Chen Xiaoyu came here.

"Perhaps the people who live here were frightened by the shaking of the overturned heaven and earth in Heian Castle, so they fled in a hurry before they even had time to eat a bite of the cooked food."

Chen Xiaoyu blamed himself a little, said to himself, turned around and lay on the bed in the thatched hut, lazily spread his arms, feeling that just by the moonlight, the room was still darker.

Just when Chen Xiaoyu wanted to get up and look for a match to light a candle, there was a creak of pushing open from the door that had just been closed, accompanied by hurried footsteps.

The footsteps were close to the ground, but they were still heard clearly by the boy.

Could it be that the people who live here have returned? No, if the owner comes home, it is impossible to be so cautious!

"Is there anyone in the back room?"

Chen Xiaoyu had just taken out the flying sword from the spatial ring when the man's voice suddenly came from outside the house.

The voice is not loud, and it is obviously restrained.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Xiaoyu pinched his throat and responded, "Yes." ”

A simple word, the response was as sharp as a eunuch.

"The girl lives alone?"

I don't know if it's because the people of this era are stupid or if the plot has to be like a costume TV series, this sudden person actually misheard Chen Xiaoyu, who was pinching his throat and pretending to be a eunuch, as a girl.

The man glanced at the unused dishes and chopsticks on the stove and the pot of cooked food, and said politely, "Excuse me, girl!" When someone comes after her, don't make a sound! ”

Chen Xiaoyu didn't have time to answer and explain, he wondered why this person spoke in a way that looked like the protagonist than him.

Shout!

Suddenly, a flying sword with aura smashed open the tight door, making a piercing sound.

Chen Xiaoyu turned around and leaned against the wall, clenching the hilt of his sword.

Inside and outside the room, no one spoke, only the light of swords and swords. The clashing of weapons and the sound of the aftermath of the aura pushing against the counter and the explosion of pots and pans were noisy and chaotic.

However, Chen Xiaoyu, who had been in contact with different realm levels, was already able to distinguish some realms by relying on the aftermath of the aura of the fight.

These aura fluctuations that even he couldn't shake were the most, the third realm of mortals.

"What is the difference between a mortal realm cultivator chasing down a mortal realm cultivator and a child playing mud and fighting?"

Chen Xiaoyu felt sorry for those pots and pans, and the pot of food he wanted to enjoy when he wanted to take a break.

It seems that there is no chance.

After a while, the fighting gradually stopped, and only the door outside the room could be heard opening and closing, followed by the voice of the man just now.

"I'm sorry girl, if I hope to see you again in the future, my name is Jiang Bai."

The door opened and closed again, and the whole hut returned to its original quiet.

Chen Xiaoyu pushed open the door and walked out, and there was a mess in front of him.

"These cultivators are really no different from robbers."

Looking at the crumbling gate of the thatched hut, Chen Xiaoyu sighed and lowered himself to pick up a bowl on the ground that had not been broken.

At the moment when Chen Xiaoyu bent down and put down his sword, a little cold light suddenly flashed from his eyes, and then he felt a chill in his neck.

"What's your relationship with that thief?"

A weak and angry voice came from behind him, and Chen Xiaoyu gently closed his eyes.

To tell the truth, the moment the sword was on his neck, he was afraid.

"If the thief I told you about is a person all the way, according to your current ethereal aura situation, it is estimated that if I use my sword, you will die."

There is no plug-in that can be used, Chen Xiaoyu habitually possesses the protagonist of the cool article, and blurts out sassy words.

The coolness of the long sword on his neck slowly dissipated, Chen Xiaoyu smiled slightly, as expected, the words of the protagonist of Shuangwen, God blocking and killing God, and Buddha blocking and killing Buddha, should have successfully deterred the person who made the sword.

"Hey, that's right, I'll tell you......"

Seeking survival in danger, Chen Xiaoyu once again saved his life, fortunately, he just wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly his back was cold, and he only felt that something was pressing him.

At his side, a hand holding a sword hung limply, and the sword that had just been around his neck fell to the ground.

The young man hanging on his back collapsed and said weakly: "Are you Chen Xiaoyu, Senior Brother Chen?" ”

Hearing the young man on his back say his name, Chen Xiaoyu subconsciously glanced at the sword that fell to the ground, and sure enough, there was a sword-shaped jade pendant hanging on the top of the hilt.

All the disciples of Ling Jian Peak are equipped with swords, and the handles are all hung with sword-shaped jade pendants.

"You are, a disciple of Spirit Sword Peak?"

Chen Xiaoyu hurriedly leaned sideways to support the young man on his back against the wall, picked up the bowl in his hand and went to the well outside the house to scoop a bowl of water and feed it to drink.

About half a pillar of incense passed, the young man leaning against the wall had a much better complexion, and opened his eyes weakly, a little emotional.

"It's really Senior Brother Chen!"

Chen Xiaoyu was a little proud, scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "You know me?" ”

"Hmm!" The disciple of Spirit Sword Peak nodded vigorously, trembled his hands, and said excitedly: "I knew Senior Brother when I was in the Immortal Alliance Conference!" There was still news of Senior Brother's disappearance on the peak this morning, but I didn't expect that I and other disciples of the Sword Pavilion would follow and track down the thieves here, and I would still be able to find Senior Brother Chen here by mistake! Ahem! ”

Because he was too excited, the Spirit Sword Peak disciple said these words in one breath, coughed violently twice, and hurriedly covered his chest against the wall to protect his heart.

"Don't get so excited." Chen Xiaoyu picked up the water, his eyes lowered, thoughtful.

The disciple of Spirit Sword Peak nodded politely, took the bowl, and took a sip, his emotions did calm down a lot, he lowered his voice a little, and continued: "Thank you Senior Brother for your concern." Although the thief escaped, it was not in vain to find Senior Brother Chen. ”

Chen Xiaoyu nodded, a little relieved.

The supporting role in the Internet who talks and behaves in an easy-going and upright manner, he liked it very much when he was studying.

"Let's rest here for the night, and return to Spirit Sword Peak tomorrow."

In addition to being relieved, Chen Xiaoyu stood up and scanned the messy room, gave up the idea of going to the inner room to sleep alone with the bed, kicked away the broken dishes on the ground, and sat down cross-legged.

The disciple of Spirit Sword Peak, who was leaning against the wall, nodded solemnly in agreement, and just wanted to close his eyes and rest, suddenly! He seemed to remember something, and wanted to stand up.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Xiaoyu looked at him strangely.

The disciple of the Spirit Sword Peak tried several times but couldn't stand up, so he could only lean against the wall and whispered: "When the thief left, there seemed to be a girl in this room, senior brother, whether that girl is friend or foe, we must find out before we rest!" ”