The sun is half high.

Qingyun Ferry.

The long Gangayuan River flows silently, and the golden sun dyes the surface of the river with golden scales.

In the middle of summer, the verdant reeds grow vigorously, without wind or rain, and are silent, like a silent and crowded spectator.

The Hengyuan River is more than ten zhang wide, there is no bridge to cross up and down dozens of miles, only the ferry of Qingyun Ferry comes and goes, so this Qingyun Ferry has become a rare lively place in ten miles and eight townships.

At this time, Qingyundu was very deserted, like a dead reed.

100 meters south of Qingyun Ferry, there is a centuries-old willow tree.

The willow branches are drooping, and the branches are luxuriant, covering a large area of shade.

Under the old willow tree, there is a tea stall.

The simple canopy blocks the wind and dust, and becomes a place for hurried pedestrians to stop and rest for a short time.

There were people in the tea stalls.

A lot of people, people who fill four or five tables, people from the rivers and lakes!

The only bowl of tea in front of the four or five tables of people was nothing else, silent, all staring at the direction of Yongjia County.

It wasn't until a carriage came into view that the four or five tables seemed to come to life, and each of them muttered.

It's just that from time to time his dodging eyes are still staring at the approaching carriage.

The sound of horses' hooves slowly approached the tea stall.

The young man sitting at the door of the carriage suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the tea stall, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's this tea stall again, and it's the passers-by again!

Everything is like yesterday, except for a little pink girl.

Thinking of this, the young man's face added a bit of hideousness.

"Brother Rui, do we want to rest here?"

Zhou Wuji looked at the sharp beside him and pulled the reins.

Feng Rui smiled.

"It's just that we don't want to take a break, I'm afraid some people don't want to tell us to go."

Zhou Wuzhi was not stupid, staring at the tea stall with bull's eyes like copper bells.

Although the people in front of the tea table were talking differently, they all glanced at themselves from time to time, and glanced at the black box in Brother Rui's hand.

Looking at the bulging temples and the weapons around them, these people at the tea table are not ordinary people.

Zhou Wuji's eyes had a little more battle intent and killing intent, and he had already sent several groups of people from the rivers and lakes along the way.

"Little lewd thief, let's not make another incident, it's important to go to Taizhou Mansion to find a chess sister as soon as possible!"

The little female thief stretched out her little jade hand and wanted to knock it on the sharp little brain, but she took it back.

Today's little lewd thief is not sick, and the little brain melon is as hard as a stone, and it doesn't have the good feel it used to be.

Feng Rui pouted, he had an accident?

He is a well-educated young man!

Feng Rui didn't want to make trouble, but this incident was like his own son, and he always followed him!

Jumping out of the car, Feng Rui held the pitch-black sword box in one hand and the big sword in the other, and paced in front of the tea shop.

Zhou Wuji, the little female thief and Long Momo followed closely behind Feng Rui.

The tea stall has six tables like plum blossoms.

The five around were crowded with people, but the middle one was as if it had been specially stayed.

"Hehe, the kid has never been given a seat in the car in his life, and I don't want anyone to leave such a big table for the kid today."

Feng Rui muttered, ignoring everyone's gazes, and with a 'snap', he slapped the black sword box and the big sword on the table.

He didn't order tea or alcohol, so Feng Rui looked at the people around him with a sly smile.

I am already in the urn, see what they will do?

Zhou Wujian held the big iron sword in his hand, protecting Feng Rui's side, and the iron guards on his arms trembled faintly.

After the little female thief entered the tea stall, the worry on her face became a little stronger, in addition to not wanting to have a dispute with the Jianghu guest in front of her, she was even more worried about Fengrui's 'illness'.

The wind rose, and the dead reeds swayed.

A breeze blew, and the tea stall was quiet.

With just a few flicks of his fingers, a figure with a narrow and thin face like a dry corpse was the first to burst out, roaring and taking the lead.

A large black palm with a green glow slapped at Feng Rui, while the other hand was a claw, grabbing at the sword box in front of Feng Rui.

Facing the palm that slapped at him, Feng Rui didn't move, because a sword had already blocked the big palm with black and green light for him.

"Mogan Sect Jade Monarch Sword! Mo Chengfeng, what do you mean? ”

The man, whose face was as thin as a dried corpse, took a step back and withdrew his palm.

Mo Chengfeng of the Mogan faction, a man of fifty or sixty years old, has gray hair, his hair is tied up with a gentleman's crown, he is dressed in a light gray robe, like an old pedant, and a long sword is like a deep pool of cold jade, and he also looks like a gentleman.

"Yin old ghost, the Tongtian Sword Box is a thing that holds the Tongtian Sword, once it is born, I am afraid that it will bring great disasters to the world, how can it fall into the hands of evil sects such as you."

Mo Chengfeng blocked the old ghost with a sword, and he didn't continue to make moves.

Mo Chengfeng looked at Feng Rui elegantly and said, "Feng Shaoxia, I think you are also a righteous person, and you don't want to fall into the hands of the people of the evil sect and the demon sect with such a scourge on the world, right?" ”

Before Feng Rui could speak, the old ghost snorted coldly, "Mo Chengfeng, you are not here for this Tongtian Sword Box with the secret of immortal immortality, so little pretending to be a righteous gentleman!" ”

Feng Rui smiled and patted the sword box.

"Boy, don't care what the righteousness is! is still the same sentence, if you want this Tongtian Sword Box, you can bring my little sister in good condition, that is, there is news of my little sister, and the kid can also hand over the Tongtian Sword Box to him for a few days. ”

Fengrui's words directly hit Mo Chengfeng's face of the Mo Gan faction, and the scene was quiet again.

"Humph! It seems that your kid has been damaged by the Tongtian Sword Box, so the Tongtian Sword Box can't be in your hands. ”

Mo Chengfeng snorted coldly, and just called himself a young man, but because Feng Rui had no righteousness, he fell directly into a boy.

"The kid is really arrogant, today the old man came, in addition to the sword box through the sky, but also to seek revenge on my apprentice and your kid."

The old ghost raised his palm again, but just glanced at Mo Chengfeng, and did not make a rash move.

Feng Rui also doesn't care about the old ghost.

Seeking revenge?

It seems that it was the second Yinshan Sect disciple to die under the sharp sword last night.

If you don't mention Feng Rui, you forget him, even if you mention it, Feng Rui doesn't know who his surname is.

Feng Rui frowned and looked coldly at the people around him.

"Don't you guys really have any news about my little sister?"

Fengrui's heart was a little anxious again.

These people in the tea shop should be the people in the rivers and lakes closest to Taizhou Mansion, as people in the rivers and lakes, they will naturally have a source of news, but at this time, there is still no news from Xiaomei.

Who was the little sister kidnapped?

It didn't leak a trace of wind!

Five decencies?

Probably not.

Yin Lantern Mage and Tang Wujie Those decent people have great righteousness, how could they use such a method.

The Five Evil Sects?

It's also unlikely.

The beautiful devil, the poisonous tiger and the 10,000-year-old ice beauty have directly wanted to kidnap themselves several times.

The Emperor of the Forbidden City, Lao'er and the Sword Shrine of Tongtian?

These two parties are the most likely.

The imperial court has no reputation, and Yuwen Haochen, the young master of the Tongtian Sword Shrine, even said that he wanted to be a sword slave.

The sharp little brain melon quickly became congested, and the heaven and earth in his heart shook.

The news of the sword box has been spread, if the emperor of the Forbidden City has taken the little sister captive, the direct exchange is, why do you want to arrest yourself?

Could it be that it wasn't the emperor of the Forbidden City who kidnapped the little sister?

Feng Rui's heart was cold, was the little sister taken captive by the Tongtian Sword Shrine?

The Tongtian Sword Shrine with the Tongtian Sword is not very rare, and the Tongtian Sword Shrine in his hand is not very rare.

The sharp little brain melon is turning faster and faster, and the mind is getting more and more chaotic.

I remembered the first time I passed through here to go to the White Mountain Sword Sect.

Thinking of the hateful Yuwen Haochen.

Thinking of Yuwen Haochen, he was full of confidence and wanted to accept his little sister as a sword slave.

Feng Rui couldn't help but laugh, the laughter was both weird and eerie.

"Little whore!"

"Brother Feng!"

The little female thief and the dragon around Feng Rui silently grabbed Feng Rui's arm and shouted anxiously.

Feng Rui was silently pulled by the little female thief and the dragon, still smiling like crazy.

It's a good time.

"The old decay will first seek the revenge of my apprentice."

The old ghost shouted.

shouted at Fengrui, but it should have been shouted to Mo Chengfeng of the Mogan faction.

The old ghost squeezed his hands, and his black palms glowing with green light were all slapped on his chest this time.

Mo Chengfeng didn't draw his sword, his eyes were still staring at the pitch-black sword box on the table.

The people around him didn't make a move, and their eyes were all staring at the pitch-black sword box on the table.

The little female thief and Long Mo didn't make a move, they still pulled Feng Rui tightly, one knocked on the door of the head, the other pulled his ears, and Yu Feng Rui called loudly in his ear.

Compared with the palm of the Yin Mountain Sect's Yin Old Ghost, the two little girls were even more afraid that Feng Rui would lose his mind and fall into endless killing intent.

While!

Another sword blocked the old ghost's palm for Feng Rui, but this time it was a rusty iron sword.

The old ghost Yin thought that the palm he was going to win failed again, and he was shocked and took two steps back.

The old ghost looked at his palm in disbelief, and the palm of his hand that had refined the corpse refining skill was as strong as fine iron was actually cracked, and black blood gushed out.

"You are a disciple of Sword Forge Villa!" The old ghost stared at Zhou Wuzhi and shouted.

"The old man said that the iron rings on his arms were so familiar, it turned out to be the iron armguards of the Sword Casting Villa!"

Mo Chengfeng also looked at Zhou Wuzhi cautiously, looked around, and whispered, "Could it be that the people from the imperial court have arrived?" ”

There was still a dead silence except for the breeze.

Mo Chengfeng's face turned cold.

"I can't care about it so much, old ghost, let's do it together, and take the Tongtian Sword Box first."

Mo Chengfeng lifted the Jade Monarch Sword in his hand and raised it to the sword box beside Feng Rui.

As long as you get the Tongtian Sword Box and comprehend the secret of immortal immortality from it, everything can naturally be discarded, and the imperial court is naturally nothing.

Fengrui's heart is already in a mess, but the heart of finding the little sister cannot be shaken.

The sword box is the key to finding the little sister, if you don't bring the little sister, whoever wants to grab it, that is to prevent him from finding the little sister, just damn it!

Feng Rui broke away from the little female thief's hand, quickly touched the big sword, and slashed at Mo Chengfeng with one move.

Mo Chengfeng is the head of the Moshan faction, and his lonely swordsmanship can also rank among the top masters in the rivers and lakes.

Seeing that Feng Rui's sword was slowly slashing towards him, Mo Chengfeng smiled disdainfully, how could this slow sword move touch him.

The Jade Monarch Sword in Mo Chengfeng's hand was still facing the sword box, his steps changed, and his body was like a wind blowing, not only to avoid the sharp big sword, but also not to give up the sword box at his fingertips.

A sharp slash may seem simple, but is it really simple?

Although the big sword is not shaky, no matter how Mo Chengfeng changes his footwork, the big sword is hanging over his head, like a mountain under the town.

Mo Chengfeng is worthy of the top masters in the rivers and lakes, and he also reacted quickly.

The Jade Monarch Sword is like a wind blowing leaves, cutting through the sky for a long time, rolling up a hurricane to resist the big sword that is split.

As for the sword box?

It seems that Mo Chengfeng, who can throw away everything for the sake of the sword box in the sky, still can't abandon his life!