When I first heard the news, I didn't expect it to be Huo Lian.

Although I have never seen it, this name is engraved in the heart of every Momen person.

Huo Lian was the hero who stopped the rebellion and protected the stability of the dynasty, and they Momen were the thieves who were killed by him at that time.

In that siege, the Momen lost its head, elders, skilled craftsmen, strange people, sects were scattered, and the survivors survived.

Wei Dongjia held the handrail of the wheeled cart and creaked: "So he came to check on us."

"It's normal for Huo Lian to catch the ink disciples." "The question now is whether he is referring to a specific person, whether he is here for the Seven Stars."

Pass by? See this house nicely? Is this credible? It's too ..... too Coincidentally, right?

Although the Xucheng government believes it.

That's because the government and the world don't know the identity of the seven stars.

But in view of Huo Lian's identity and Qixing's identity, Shopkeeper Lu had to be vigilant.

Seven Stars: She said that her family died because of that incident.

But he didn't say who the parents were.

At that time, the people who could be summoned by the head were not unknowns.

Wei Dongjia's face changed, and he couldn't help but turn the handrail to stand up and slide a few steps.

"If Huo Lian is from Chamomen, let's say, let's just stay still." Shopkeeper Lu continued, "If it's coming for the Seven Stars, how can we prevent it?"

If this is the case, let alone prevent it, Wei Dongjia looked at the dancing candle flame and had a thought: "Maybe he knows the Seven Stars better than us."

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The lights in the apricot blossom cottage are bright, but the inside is no longer the figure of two girls.

Huo Lian sat at the wooden table, rubbing her fingertips against the tabletop.

There were dishes on the table, and Zhu Chuan was setting the bowl quickly.

"The dishes and spoons in this house are quite interesting." He said, "It's all made of wood, so can you use it?"

This thatched cottage looks deserted, but it is full of things, but it is made of wood and bamboo, and it always feels like a toy.

"If they can use it, so will we." Huo Lian said, reaching out and taking the bowl quickly.

Zhu Chuan also sat down.

The man was tall and big, and the small chair just encircled him.

Zhu Chuan swayed from side to side, and the wooden chair swayed with him, silent.

"This little chair is pretty sturdy." He said with a heaval and looked at Huo Lian again, "It's stronger than our family, the chairs are always broken, or they creak, our tables and chairs are seized from the palace."

So expensive furniture, not as good as a small wooden chair in the countryside?

"Craftsmanship is sometimes more valuable than wood." Huo Lian said, holding the bowl and eating quickly.

Zhu Chuan nodded: "Yes, it is really a good craft, and it can quietly exchange the sword of the governor." He smiled again, "But it's still a great governor, no matter how powerful the craftsmanship is, you can see it."

Huo Lian smiled, just like before, and glanced at the six-foot sword on the table: "The craftsmanship of the juniors can't be compared with the original master."

At this point, a guard came in from outside the door, carrying two boxes in his hands, and the boxes were still wrapped in branches and vines, which was strange.

"The Xucheng Mansion sent the nearest eucalyptus scroll and said to see if it could help." He said, holding back a smile, "For the sake of secrecy, I threw it far away, and I also made a disguise, and I repeatedly asked the governor to rest assured." ….

They asked the official messenger to pass the word to the government saying that he was passing by to conceal his identity and check on him, and it had nothing to do with Xu Cheng, so don't make a fuss, let alone bother, just pretend not to know.

But how could the top and bottom of the Xucheng Mansion pretend not to know, it must be difficult to feel at ease and frightened day and night.

The attendant put the chest on the ground and opened it, and there was a box of files and a box of gold and silver.

Zhu Chuan looked at it while eating, and said, "The intention of sending it is okay."

Huo Lian didn't even look at it, and only focused on eating.

The attendant retreated, and Zhu Chuan finished the meal in two of three and came

In front of the dossier box.

"This is the official residence of the place where the ink disciples are." He said, "I'll come and see if she's guilty of eucalyptus."

But the prefect of Xucheng is also very slippery, and what he sent is what the government has done to eliminate harm for the people.

Zhu Chuan complained: "We are all judges, and what we like to see is not the Qingtian Lord."

What endures humiliation and bears heavy burdens without fear of threats, eradicates the evil officials who are rampant and domineering and bullies men and women who cover the sky with one hand, what is the discovery of the pursued thief, and lays a net to make it impossible for him to escape, and ambushes him on the spot, what is the middle of the night when he hears the news, and the arsonist flees in a hurry to find his own way to death, this little thing is also worth writing about......

It's really boring.

The only thing that kept him a little interested was ......

"This arson eucalyptus is still happening here." Zhu Chuan said, shaking the scroll and looking around, "Has this house been burned down? I can't see it."

Immediately, he came back to his senses, grabbed the paperwork and jumped up.

"This isn't just an ordinary arson, it's about the Ink Disciples."

After all, it happened in the home of a Mo disciple.

Huo Lian, who had been eating quietly, nodded: "Yes, this is a murder by the ink disciples."

Zhu Chuan hurriedly looked down and saw Kuaizi pointing a line of words, saying that the murderer had injured himself in a hurry.

Huo Lian's fast son retracted and pointed around.

"How can you leave alive when you come to the house of the Motus to commit murder?" He said, looking at the wooden bowl in his hand, paused, and said, "Do you remember the sword-forging pond at that time? In addition to forging swords, the sword-forging pool can also kill people."

Zhu Chuan was stunned, and the long-term memories resurfaced.

There seemed to be a chant in my ears, the fire was blazing, like the stars in the sky were shining, and the water in the underground pool was boiling, and even from a long distance, the heat was almost suffocating.

Later, when the rebellion began, it was said that the sword-forging pool had become like a monster, breathing fire everywhere and cracking and devouring people everywhere.

He was fortunate enough to stand at the outermost edge of the room, and escaped a catastrophe, and only when he saw the governor kick the master into the furnace from afar, did all this change stop.

Otherwise, not to mention that these soldiers and horses can't kill the King of Jin, no matter how many soldiers and horses come from the imperial court, they won't want to capture the sword-casting pool.

It was not a sword-forging pool, but a retreatable and attackable city.

Zhu Chuan couldn't help but look around again, this wooden house, with all kinds of wooden furniture, suddenly became weird.

He almost wanted to blurt out that he would persuade the Governor to stop resting here, but seeing that Huo Lian was still eating, he swallowed the sentence back.

What are you afraid of, no matter how powerful it is, hasn't that head been killed by the governor?

Zhu Chuan took a deep breath and looked at the scroll and teased: "This Qixing is quite powerful, a girl dares to kill someone." He pronounced the name twice, "Seven stars, is the name arrogant enough, the stars in the sky?"

Huo Lian shook his head: "It's not taken from the Big Dipper in the sky."

Zhu Chuan was stunned: "What is that?"

Huo Lian quickly put down the bowl and took the towel to gently wipe the corners of her mouth.

"It's a sword, like climbing a mountain and looking down into the abyss." He said, "Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword."

Xixing