The moon hung on the West Mountain, waiting for the time when the large group of soldiers came here, Liu Jingxuan listened to Gu Yijue relay a story.

The story is very simple, in fact, it can be summed up in a few sentences.

It is a story of a martial artist with a good heart and a chivalrous heart, and a story of pulling out a sword to help each other when he sees injustice.

A newlywed couple who have been married for nearly a year, have more than a dozen camels at home, and live by transporting things to several cities in the desert within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The bride was born beautiful, so she always covered her face with a black veil, and she also knew that a good skin in a poor life is not a good thing.

But there are some things that you just don't want to come to.

After the two got married, they ran for the third time, and finally reached the end of the city of Moro, rested for two days, and was just about to set off to return, but was seen by a big moon nobleman with the face of the bride.

Since then, the husband and wife have been confined to the inn.

At first, the man only wanted to buy the woman for a lot of money, and of course the couple would not agree. After being surrounded like this for more than ten days, the Dayue nobleman finally couldn't bear it anymore, and forcibly dragged the woman away one night. But he still couldn't do it, and the woman touched the pillar and died.

If someone robs his wife, how can a man give up? desperately ran to the waiting house, but only to come with a cold corpse that had been stripped of its skin.

The man has no way to redress his grievances and wants to die. But he suddenly found that his wife was still alive, and she had become the concubine of the southern mountain of the big moon.

Of course, the woman was not his wife, but her face had been stolen.

Eventually, the man was stripped of his tendons and left to fend for himself outside the city.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a white snake in his hand came, he wanted to take care of this idle matter, but the concubine of Nanshan Hou was actually a spirit at the peak of the fugue, and in the end, the uneven Jianghu martial artist failed to calm the injustice after all, and took a life, leaving only a white snake to escape. The man who was picked off his hamstrings learned that the strong man was dead, so he cut himself off from the city gate, which was also his last stubbornness.

Now the innkeeper is the white snake who ran out a few years ago.

She always called herself the wife of the charlatan, but to the outside, she was a widow.

After Gu Yijue finished speaking, he looked at Liu Jingxun and said softly, "This kind of thing happens from time to time."

Liu Jingxun took a sip of wine and said softly, "If it was in Jingyang, it would never happen."

In fact, he thought of Zhao Changsheng, which was exactly the same as what happened here. It's just that Zhao Changsheng has a good master, even if Liu Jingxuan doesn't catch up, he won't just swallow his grievances into his stomach.

But what should I do if I don't have power or power?

Liu Jingxun said again, "Our ancestors overthrew the ancient Heavenly Court, but which dynasty in the world is not a relative Heavenly Court? Those who are high up hold the power of life and death, and those with small fists can only bear it."

Gu Yijue said softly: "No way, from ancient times to the present, the world is like this."

Liu Jingxun shook his head and said, "It's not difficult to say, it's not difficult to say, but it's difficult. People's desires will give birth to a series of thoughts, and if you want the world to be public, in the final analysis, you still have to start from clothing, food, housing, transportation, and promotion and education. When the common people are fed, can afford to live in houses, and can afford to marry their daughters-in-law, they should also pay attention to teaching and educating people in private schools in various counties and counties, even in small villages."

Gu Yijue shook his head and smiled, "Although the mountain lord's idea is good, this kind of thing can't be done in any life. The dragon slaying boy will eventually become an evil dragon and will become an evil dragon. Looking up at the people on the mountain, it seems that we all feel that we would be much better off if we were on the top of the mountain. But when I stand on the top of the mountain, I am afraid that I will also become a person who looks down on the world and treats living beings like ants."

Liu Jingxun can't refute it, because this is an indisputable fact.

The young man took another sip of wine and said softly, "I suddenly understand the thoughts of those Qi Refiners who want to be immortalless in the world and even reshape the world after ascending to the sky."

As soon as the words fell, Liu Jingxun was shocked, and hurriedly said, "Use your flying sword to pierce my shoulder, quickly!"

Gu Yijue's brows furrowed, but he still turned the flying sword into a mustard seed and pierced Liu Jingxun's right shoulder.

A hole was poked in his shoulder, and the young man's face did not change, but he exhaled a long sip of wine.

Gu Yijue frowned and said, "Mountain Lord, just spoke?"

Liu Jingxun poured the wine down and put it on his shoulder, and it hurt a little more, before he spoke: "There are two extreme thoughts that people have. Fang Cai, it can be regarded as half the truth. After going to the center, I felt a lot more angry. I thought I could suppress it, but I didn't expect that purple qi to be so powerful."

Gu Yijue said in a deep voice, "This will be a big hidden danger, and it may become a stumbling block for you to seek the truth and me."

Qi refiners cultivate, it is very easy to breed inner demons, especially those who like to think too much, the inner demons will be extremely heavy.

When people who live long in the world ask for their secrets, most of them will say that they should have nothing to do in their hearts. In fact, it's the same for a heartless Qi Refiner, breaking through the realm will be very fast.

If Zhang Wuwei is like Zhang Wuwei, the decision will soon be concluded.

Liu Jingxuan nodded, and then said, "The twelve people in the highest place in the world, after all, there are only twelve people, and they are weak and weak, and it is difficult for them to take care of everything they do under the refining of the void. Ke Jingyang is a good example, there are countless Di newspapers published every day, both big and small. If this happened to Jing Yang, even if the government didn't care, he only needed to go to those small sects that liked to create gimmicks, and a newspaper could create public opinion. And, I'm talking about the worst way to go. The Jingyang Dynasty is extremely strict in selecting officials, but it is rich, and every state and county has Qi Refiners of the Six Dragon Guards, this kind of official family or Qi Refiners oppressing the people is unlikely to happen."

The two said in unison, "It's a pity that you can't learn it anywhere else."

Gu Yijue said softly: "First of all, there must be an emperor who is willing to delegate power, but can govern the courtiers who hold great power, and secondly, there must be no traitorous ministers in the court who cover the sky with one hand, just these two things, it will be difficult."

Liu Jingxun smiled and said: "Actually, at the beginning of being an official, everyone wants to be a good official, and if the officialdom is positive, they are naturally good officials who are worried about the country and the people."

The things that the two talked about were destined to be incomprehensible.

Gu Yijue asked again, "Why did you hear that the old general said that after his surname was Jiang, the mountain lord wanted to wade into this troubled water more and more?"

Liu Jingxun smiled and said, "I once received some swordsmanship inheritance from the predecessors surnamed Jiang in a secret place, and I promised him that when I met him as a descendant of the Jiang family, I had to teach him the swordsmanship I learned from him. It's just that within Jiuzhou, it is unlikely that there will be that predecessor and descendant. But how to say it, after all, the surname is Jiang."

Gu Yijue nodded, and it was clear to say so.

It has reached the beginning of Yin, and those who are chasing and killing are only more than ten miles away from here.

Gu Yijue disappeared, and there was a knocking sound from Liu Jingxun's door.

The young man went to open the door, and it was the old general, standing at the door with a woman wearing a fence.

The old man clenched his fists heavily and said in a deep voice, "Soon those who are chasing and killing me will come, and the old man begs Xiaoyou to leave with my daughter when the time comes, and I will desperately stop the army."

Liu Jingxun was a little curious, so he asked, "Can the old-timers trust me?"

The old man squeezed out a smile and said with a wry smile: "To be honest, I have been a Djangol horse all my life, and I may not have seen people's eyes, that is, I have gambled."

These words amused Liu Jingxun, and the old man was also sincere.

He looked slightly sideways at the woman wearing the fence on her head, and said softly, "What does the girl think? Did you leave your father and escape alone?"

The words are a little unpleasant, but you are a person in your thirties, and you don't say a word at such a juncture?

The next moment, the woman waved her hand and knocked over the fence, her eyes were already red, and she shook her head.

Gu Yijue also transmitted the voice, and said with a smile: "Her seven-trick exquisite heart is because of it, and if she doesn't open the third trick, she is equivalent to being dumb, and she can't do it with her heart."

Sure enough, Django said with a wry smile, "The little girl was born silent, and she refused to leave, but I am left with such a child, a little hope, a little bit."

Liu Jingxun was suddenly surprised to see that the woman in front of her, who was not inferior to Fan Jiangyue, actually passed the sound.

"Childe, save us."

The voice was a little sloppy, obviously just learning to transmit sounds.

At this time, Gu Yijue transmitted the voice, "Fang just used the sword qi to dredge a blocked meridian for her, and now the sound transmission is possible, but it can only communicate with the sword cultivator, and there is no way to communicate with his father."

Liu Jingxun transmitted the voice of the woman, "Where did I get the ability to save you?

As a result, the woman continued to transmit her voice and said, "I have an unusual heart, and I feel the calmness of Childe. As long as Childe can save my father, Jiang Nianzheng is willing to make cattle and horses for Childe from now on."

Liu Jingxun doesn't need a good-looking woman to be a cow and a horse, Longqiu Tangxi is a cute and sulky person.

The young man clasped his fist at Django and said with a smile, "Okay, if I really can't do it, I'll try to run with this girl as much as I can."

As he spoke, he was also secretly transmitting his voice, "Miss Jiang, I said in advance, I am also a Jindan Qi Refiner, and I plan to stay here, and I have something to do with your surname Jiang, but the most important thing is because of the innkeeper lady. If I don't fight, I won't die, and when the time comes, I won't have anything to say if I run away with you, and if I can't run, don't blame me for running away."

Django said in a deep voice, "Little friend, this is considered a promise?"

Liu Jingxun nodded and said with a smile, "I can only say that I tried my best."

The sound of horses' hooves could be heard, and the old man pushed the woman into the house, went back to the house, took out a large lance, and stood at the door of the inn with the four warriors.

Gu Yijue said: "I gave hope, but it was just a little hope, human nature can't resist temptation. If the mountain master does things like this, he will not be able to cultivate the sword."

Liu Jingxun smiled angrily, "Gu Jianxian, can you think of me a little better? In any case, I will definitely save people, but whether to save this time or to the end depends on how they choose." jj.br>

The sound of horses' hooves outside the door suddenly stopped, and a young man in his thirties shouted, "Old lady Jiang, we don't mean anything else, we just ask you to talk about it, and we will not embarrass you."

Somehow, the innkeeper walked to the door in a daze, her eyes full of hatred.

Only the plump woman in the realm of concentrating suddenly appeared in her original form, and rushed towards the young man who spoke.

The great crowd of horses was startled and neighed, and the young man was thrown down by the horses.

It's a pity that one of the people on the side returned to the peak of vitality, and just punched at random, and the white snake was beaten upside down and flew out.

The young man fell not lightly, and he was still rubbing his buttocks when he was helped up.

The young man in brocade glared at him and scolded, "You beast, I provoked you?"

The white snake was beaten to reappear, and the proprietress stood up against the wall, gritted her teeth and said, "If I don't crush your bones and scatter ashes, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

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