This person is the era!

The eighth of the outer gates, the era of the year of disappearance.

He didn't hide outside the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, instead, came to the Sword Pavilion?

Also, he was wearing an inner door shirt.

Taking a light breath, Han Muye stepped forward with an expressionless face, raised his hand to catch the long sword.

The long sword was cold in the hand, and there seemed to be a trace of evil aura on it.

This sword has killed people recently.

Holding the hilt of the sword, Han Muye exerted his strength slightly.

"Cangchang—"

The long sword was unsheathed, and the cold appeared.

"Today, I received a sword from the inner disciple, and the blade was undamaged."

The long sword was sheathed, held in both hands, and turned around and walked towards the wooden frame of the Sword Pavilion.

His hand rested lightly on the hilt of his sword.

"Hum—"

Images flashed in his mind, and a tyrannical aura rushed towards his mind, making him pale.

In that picture, the blade of the epoch sword holding the long sword swayed, and the sharp sword light swept by, bringing up pieces of blood mist.

Nine Xuan Sword Sect disciples!

The people who were killed in that picture were Wu Teng, a disciple of the original Fire Vein, and others.

The murderer who killed Wu Teng is really the era!

In the sea of qi, the dark red sword intent surged, and it seemed that it was about to rush out directly, slashing the era standing at the door with a sword.

It's just that Han Muye suppressed it.

He calmly sent the sword to the wooden frame, then turned to the long case and picked up the ink pen.

"The name of the person who sent the sword, which line of practice."

His words made Ji Yuan, who was standing at the door, stunned, and said, "There is still this procedure for sending the sword?" How did I not know? ”

Han Muye held the pen in one hand and looked up at him: "You sent it before?" ”

Ji Yuan's face froze, and he hurriedly shook his head and said, "No." ”

After speaking, he said in a low voice: "My name is Zhu Guangsheng, and I practice under the Elder Qin Lin of the Wood Vein. ”

Han Muye took a note, then nodded and said, "It's done." ”

Zhu Guangsheng turned around and left.

"Zhu Guangsheng, Qin Lin ......" Han Muye watched him leave his back and gently put down the ink pen.

In his mind, a tyrannical aura continued to spread, as if it wanted to control his whole person.

"Hmph."

With a low snort, the sword intent in his sea of qi shook.

The tyrannical aura in his mind was instantly shattered into pieces and turned into nothingness.

"It turns out that no one remembers why this sword was here last time, just because there is this breath on this sword, which can erase the memories of sword watchers."

"Even, the sword watcher who collected the sword was killed by this breath."

There was a deep aura in his eyes, and Han Muye's face sank.

is also a sword watcher, and he has an empathy.

He wanted revenge.

Su Yang, how did he die?

Do you want to report this matter to the elders?

Yes, but not well.

He couldn't explain where his judgments came from.

Kill Zhu Guangsheng directly?

It's not good.

Sometimes, killing people isn't the best solution.

What is the purpose of this Zhu Guangsheng, or Ji Yuan's sending the sword back?

Perhaps, to break the game, it is in the Sword Pavilion!

Han Muye turned his head to look at the stretch of wooden frame.

Those long swords also seemed to vibrate slightly, resonating with his eyes.

……

At the door of the Sword Pavilion, there were a few dishes on the small wooden table, and Han Muye, Huang Laoliu, and Lu Gao were sitting around.

Lu Gao couldn't withstand the erosion of sword qi, so he could only eat by the door.

Han Muye thought about his heart and didn't speak.

Huang Lao Liu went out for a walk, but when he came back, he was completely absent-minded.

Suddenly, the atmosphere was a little dull.

"Sixth brother, today's meat is messy, I specially picked it." Lu Gao pointed to the big meat on the plate with his chopsticks, and said in a flattering whisper.

"Can't I eat even a piece of meat in Huangzhen Xiong? Do you want to pick? ”

Huang Lao Liu "snapped" and buckled the bamboo chopsticks on the table, then stood up and went straight back to the quiet room.

Lu Gao opened his mouth and looked at Han Muye with a bitter face.

Han Muye shook his head and said, "Leave him alone." ”

In the afternoon, Han Muye huddled in the quiet room and refined several furnaces of Cloud Qi Pill.

Using sword qi to refine the pill, every cloud qi pill obtained is the best.

And in each furnace, five pills can be harvested.

Maybe it was because he had cultivated to the realm of Peiyuan, or maybe it was because the body refining method had improved, and after an afternoon of alchemy, Han Muye didn't feel tired at all.

When the sun set, Lu Gao closed the door of the Sword Pavilion, and Han Muye came out of the quiet room and saw Huang Lao Liu, who was full of alcohol.

Huang Laoliu only drinks before going to bed on weekdays, and rarely drinks during the day.

"Sixth brother, what happened today?"

Han Muye frowned and looked at Huang Lao Liu.

Huang Lao Liu has a good personality, although he is a little instigated, but he has nothing to say to himself.

Huang Lao Liu raised his head, looked at Han Muye with yellow eyes, and then shook his head and said, "Hey, Han boy, how can you understand the bitterness in the heart of the sixth brother with such a little white face with constant peach blossoms......"

Peach blossoms constantly?

Little white face?

In Huang Laoliu's heart, is he like this?

Han Muye wanted to refute, but he thought about Mu Wan, Bai Suzhen who asked Lu Gao to take the talk and ask why he didn't go, and Qiao Qing'er, who only came to Sword Pavilion yesterday to apologize.

Isn't it true that he has a woman's relationship with Huang Laoliu?

Han Muye coughed lightly: "Ahem, sixth brother, didn't you mean that under the mountain, there is that, three spirit stones......"

It seems that Huang Lao Liu has been holding back for a long time recently, and his heart is on fire.

Gotta vent.

"Han boy, sixth brother, I am such a person in your eyes?" Huang Laoliu's eyes widened.

"No, no." Han Muye hurriedly smiled and spoke.

Huang Lao Liu shook his head, raised his hand to touch the wine gourd, grabbed it and shook it, it was empty.

He sighed, and then said in a low voice, "Han boy, do you believe in fate?" ”

Fate?

I believe in fate.

Han Muye wanted to shake his head, but suddenly his heart moved, and a sincere expression appeared on his face: "I believe it." ”

A good gossip listener must be proficient in coordination.

Sure enough, Huang Lao Liu suddenly had a feeling of finding a confidant, and reached out to pat Han Muye's shoulder.

"I believe it too."

"Today, I saw her......"

She?

Han Muye's eyes lit up, and he was not sleepy at all.

found the person to talk to, and Huang Lao Liu was no longer depressed.

It turned out that his hometown was in a small city thousands of miles away from the Nine Xuan Sword Gate.

More than ten years ago, a group of young people went to the sect to apprentice and practice.

Among them, there are men and women.

The story is bloody.

Huang Lao Liu fell in love with one of the women at first sight.

It's just that this emotion can only be pressed in the bottom of my heart.

They visited several sects together, originally seven or eight people, some stayed in the cultivation sect, and some returned to their hometowns.

The woman stayed in the sect, Huang Lao Liu, and she was the one who wanted to return to her hometown.

"So, Sixth Brother, you once said that if you want to become the Heavenly Realm, it is for this, uh, Sixth Sister-in-law?" Han Muye leaned closer and asked in a low voice.

Hearing him say that he was the sixth sister-in-law, Huang Lao Liu's already swollen red face added another red cloud.

This guy is still shy.

"I said at the time, I want her to see, I became a heavenly realm."

Huang Lao Liu muttered in his mouth.

Speaking of this, his shoulders trembled slightly, then he looked at Han Muye and lowered his voice: "Han boy, today, I saw Sister Ping." ”

"It's just that she doesn't recognize me anymore......"

Leaning back on the big chair in a dejected manner, Huang Lao Liu didn't seem to be angry.

See?

In the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, you saw a person who worshiped other sects more than ten years ago?

Han Muye's heart moved, and he said loudly: "They are here to attend the party, right?" Which sect is the sixth sister-in-law? ”

"Qingfeng Guan, now Pingmei is the inner disciple of Qingfeng Guan."

"Hey, she's already an inner disciple, I'm still an unknown sword watcher, it's good if you don't know me......" Huang Lao Liu sighed there again.

Breeze view.

This name, Han Muye had seen it from Qin Yuanhe's saber memory.

This sect has already taken refuge in the Tailing Sword Sect.

Han Muye's eyes narrowed slightly.

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