Seeing that the resettlement of Xujia Village came to an end, probably because the clothes on Lin Manliu's body were too dirty and damaged, a few villagers brought a few clothes for him to replace first, and the young man who put on the villagers' clothes again was much more normal than before, although the clothes were bigger, but they did look a little better than the white robe before.

"It's still not as good as my robe, but it looks much more pleasing to the eye..."Ye Dang said as he looked up and down at the young man who came out of the hut.

Lin Manliu didn't respond to the old liar's look, but after standing still, he rolled up his cuffs and trousers so that his clothes would not be too loose and fat, and his arms were still tied with arm guards made of iron clothes.

"The young man in the cloth shirt with his sleeves up, with double swords, galloped on the horse, and walked all over the rivers and lakes...... The six little brothers are indeed suitable for this appearance," Li Yanhe chuckled lightly, accompanied by the sound of his palms clapping, from not far away, and saw that General Li, who was dressed in armor and draped all over his body, was looking here.

"General Li said with a smile, it's just that Manliu is used to wearing these clothes on weekdays, so naturally" Lin Manliu scratched his head with a smile after hearing this.

Seeing this scene, Ye Dangting unconsciously began to rub his chin with his right hand, perhaps seeing Li Yanhe praising the appearance of the young man, recalling that he was like this when he went in and out of the rivers and lakes? But now that he is getting older, Shaohua has run like a white horse, and Huang Lu, who has been with him all year round, is also sleeping here.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at the side of the mountain road in Xujia Village, when dealing with the corpses and utensils at the mountain road in the attack yesterday, Li Yanhe mentioned that he asked Huang Lu about the follow-up plan of the broken sword, Ye Dang only said "bury it on the spot" and turned around and walked towards the village of Xujia Village, and never looked at the broken sword Huang Lu that was put together by the Yanyang soldiers.

A good soldier takes advantage of his hand to show his might, and a good horse should be equipped with a good saddle.

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Southern Xinjiang Fengcheng Ginseng Star View

A middle-aged man in a bright yellow shirt with a folding fan sat on the left side of the guest seat, he was sad and tapped his head with the folding fan in his hand, and then sighed for a long time, and then began to look around and finally looked at the square outside the hall, and then sighed again, although he did not have any words, but it could be seen that he wanted to show a kind of sadness as much as possible.

And the old man with a purple robe and a yellow crown and white temples on the main seat is naturally the master of the stargazing frost Xuandao, seeing this scene, he unconsciously began to complain that Dao had done this, but because of his identity and background, he could only wait for the other party to finish the performance, and he also pandered to sigh.

"Brother Lan still wants to mourn, we don't have any clue about the matter of the nephew, the nephew came to visit the Xingguan when he first came to southern Xinjiang, but we never thought that the road to the rivers and lakes of the nephew was cut off" Shuangxuan Daoist sighed and said loudly, while fiddling with the dust in his hand, he squinted at the middle-aged man in the guest seat from time to time.

Above the guest seat is to hear that his apprentice died tragically in the Xingguan Mountain Road, Wenjian Lake worship Lan Wuqiu, after hearing the news, he rushed here from Yangzhou, Huainan, and the time of the journey can reflect the anxious attitude towards the death of his disciple, and he rushed to Fengcheng in southern Xinjiang to visit the Xingguan in less than two months.

"I heard that my beloved apprentice died tragically, and I still can't imagine that this trip will be the eternal separation of my master and apprentice, and I have all my skills handed over to him, and I can't let him protect himself, it's really my master who is a little incompetent......" Lan Wuqiu's face became even more sad under the persuasion of the Shuangxuan Daoist, as if he was distressed why he couldn't protect his beloved apprentice.

"Brother Lan, since this place is my Constellation Realm, I will do my best to find out the murderer of my nephew for Brother Lan, and bring him to Brother Lan to correct the Fa on the spot," Frost Xuandao said in response to this, and then waved his right hand, and the dust in his hand fluttered beside him, and then suddenly fell and dragged back on the upper left, showing the perseverance in his heart.

"The Lord of the Lord has nothing to ask for in return, if the disciple has knowledge under the fountain, he will definitely thank the Lord of the Audience" I saw that Nalan Wuqiu stopped waving the folding fan in his hand, and turned to look at the Frost Xuan Daoist who was on the main seat with a fist and said gratefully.

"It doesn't matter, before my death, my nephew and I talked very happily when I visited the stars, whether it is the current situation in the rivers and lakes or the attainment of martial arts, it is deeply rooted in my heart, although the two of us are slightly different in generation, but it does not affect the mood of the two of them as each other's confidants...... Alas, he is now alive and dead, and I am also the most deplorable person," said the Frost Xuan Daoist, and a long sigh was at the end of his words.

"It's a pity that I, a beloved disciple, can have a good conversation with the viewer, and the viewer has such a high opinion of him...... My apprentice will not survive this catastrophe."

"It's really sad that poor Dao got this teacher and nephew in his later years and died suddenly...".

"It's useless to say more, there are no slashing marks on the corpse of the beloved disciple, but his saber is not broken, that saber is what I asked for from the Sword Casting Peak in the past, presumably the murderer's weapon will only be more ruthless... And I found that the fatal wound was pierced by a thin object in the center of the eyebrow, and its poison burned the whole body like a raging fire...... If I hadn't personally confirmed it, I wouldn't have believed it was my apprentice Ying Kan," Lan Wuqiu waved his hand to stop the sigh of the Frost Xuan Daoist, and began to recall what he looked like when he saw Ying Kan's corpse.

Hearing this, Shuang Xuandao's face twitched unconsciously, but Lan Wuqiu did not notice anything unusual, and the hand holding the dust began to increase a little bit unconsciously with a little force, and scolded in his heart That thief's folding fan style is the same as in your hand, will you ever know about the killing trick he hid?

"Could it be the poison Gu technique in the hands of those Miao Zhai in Southern Xinjiang, but I haven't heard any movement in the city recently..."The Frost Xuan Daoist didn't look at Lan Wuqiu, lowered his head and pretended to think before groaning.

"This matter has to be considered in the long run, by the way, I heard that the Lord of the Audience accidentally got a long sword some time ago... I don't have the courage to ask the Lord to taste it for me," Lan Wuqiu, although his voice was still as lonely as just now, his voice was a little worse.

"What does Brother Lan mean by this, don't you even want me to be suspicious?" The Frost Xuan Daoist looked up at Lan Wuqiu suddenly, with a hint of surprise and incomprehension in his eyes.

"The Lord of the Audience must know that I have no such thoughts, I don't want to be crazy about swords for half my life, and the swords cast by the Sword Casting Peak in the past are almost twenty-six, and now I just heard that the Lord of the Audience has a peerless sword, so I want to see it..."Lan Wuqiu arched his hand and said, with a little apology on his face, as if he was apologizing for the reckless words just now.

"Alas... Brother Lan should be sorry for me, it's because I miss my nephew too much, I don't think of Brother Lan's favor, come with me" Shuangxuan Daoist said and got up to look at Lan Wuqiu, made a gesture of please with his left hand on the dust, and then walked behind the screen in the inner hall.

After the two of them walked into the screen, they saw a snow-white long sword displayed under a hanging statue, both the scabbard and the hilt of the sword were extremely exquisite, just in the display you can feel the extraordinary of its long sword.

Frost Xuan Daoist approached and dragged the long sword up, turned around and handed it to Lan Wuqiu, who held the long sword with both hands, holding the middle of the scabbard with one hand and the hilt of the sword with the other, the light behind the screen in the inner hall was dim, but it couldn't hide the fanatical color in Lan Wuqiu's eyes.

The hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, he looked up at the Frost Xuan Daoist, only to see that he nodded and did not say anything to stop him, Lan Wuqiu swallowed his saliva and his eyes lit up, and his originally middle-aged face seemed to be a few years younger, and then the long sword was unsheathed by half an inch.

Under the reflection of the candle flame in the inner hall, the sword body that had just been unsheathed flickered with the light brought by the candle flame, Lan Wuqiu's eyes were irrepressible surprise at first, but then he quickly returned to normal, and easily returned the long sword to the sheath and handed it back to the Frost Xuan Daoist.

"It's really a good sword, if the Lord can get this good sword, he must be stronger than before, and he will be more famous than before in the future," Lan Wuqiu said with a smile.

"So good! This sword was also obtained by accident, and the poor Dao is also more handy to use..."Hearing this, the Frost Xuan Daoist also stroked his beard and said with a smile, and his heart also settled down.

"The sword should be a worthy master! Guan Zhu is the leader of my generation in the rivers and lakes, and now the situation in the rivers and lakes is turbulent, only by improving our martial arts and weapons like Guan Zhu, can we resist the Lingnan Slaughter Evil Gate together" Lan Wuqiu said in response, and his words couldn't help but start to get excited.

"That's right, Brother Lan praised it falsely," said the Frost Xuan Daoist and smiled, carefully putting the snow-white sword back under the hanging statue and placing it.

Then the two of them went out of the inner hall of the Stars Pavilion.