Hearing Xiaoshu's question, Xu Chuan did not rush to reply, but slowly chewed the food in his mouth, and then swallowed a glass of sake, feeling the crisp aroma of wine spreading on his tongue.

Then, he gently put down his chopsticks and wine glass, looked at Chao Xiaoshu calmly and said, "With your background, there will be nothing wrong tonight, and your eldest brother will not let you die like this, so why bother looking for me? My business here is only available once."

Chao Xiaoshu thought that Ning Que was direct enough, but after meeting Xu Chuan, he knew what it meant to be a small witch.

He can look at Ning Que with appreciation, but in the face of Xu Chuan, he is the one below.

He patted the rain on his shoulder, put down the bamboo umbrella in his hand and stood by the door, and smiled: "My eldest brother naturally won't let me die, but there are so many unpredictable variables in this world, even my eldest brother has things that are difficult to take care of."

Xu Chuan smiled and said, "I appreciate your straightforwardness, so I'll take action tonight depending on the situation."

He arched his hand towards Xiaoshu and said, "Thank you, but I want to ask, everything has a price, and what is the price for me?"

Xu Chuan pondered quietly for a moment, he looked at Chao Xiaoshu who was dressed in green clothes, if he could, it would naturally be best to take Chao Xiaoshu as his own partner.

But with just one shot, I'm afraid I can't get such a good guy.

After all, the other party didn't even want to be the commander of King Tang's secret guards, so naturally it was impossible for him to be his partner in everything.

What's more, Chao Xiaoshu is a great sword master who is about to enter the Cave Xuan Upper Realm, where can he easily serve others?

He thought for a moment and said lightly, "After you stepped into the fate, you owe me a favor."

Chao Xiaoshu was slightly stunned, listening to Xu Chuan's tone, as if he would definitely set foot in the realm of knowing fate that the world dreamed of.

He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Deal."

Xu Chuan picked up the chopsticks again and said, "Since there is still some time, why don't you sit down and eat some together?" After that, he instructed Zhuoer, "Go and get a bowl and chopsticks for the courtier."

Hearing this, Zhuoer immediately went to the back hall, and when he didn't see Xiaoshu, he stepped forward, sat opposite Xu Chuan, and said with a smile: "I didn't eat the hot and sour noodle soup made by that little girl, but mixed a meal of wine and food here in the shopkeeper's house, then I would be disrespectful."

Xu Chuan smiled and said, "Sangsang, this girl is a little picky, don't be surprised by the gang leader."

"Of course not." Chao Xiaoshu took the dishes and chopsticks brought by Zhuoer, and after taking the first bite, he couldn't help but be surprised: "This taste is really wonderful, over the years, I have also eaten all the delicacies of Chang'an City, and there are really few people who can compare with it."

Xu Chuan smiled and said, "Praise the gang leader, it's good to be able to enter."

After a short rest, Chao Xiaoshu got up to say goodbye.

On the other side, Ning Que was already fully armed and waiting at the shop opposite Lin Forty-seventh Lane.

After the two met, they chatted a few words, and then walked towards the Spring Breeze Pavilion on this quiet spring night, against the dripping rain.

Wanshiju, Zhuo Er was a little restless, he was worried about Chao Xiaoshu, and even more worried about Ning Que who was with Chao Xiaoshu, walking and stopping, very anxious.

Xu Chuan was just about to say something, when the half-hidden door creaked, revealing a somewhat swarthy little head.

"Brother Xu, young master, young master, he..."

As Sang Sang spoke, his eyes filled with tears.

Xu Chuan covered his eyebrows and sighed, and said helplessly, "You two guys, it's really troublesome."

He shook his head, got up, and said, "Okay, let's go see tonight's big show."

Hearing this, Sang Sang and Zhuo Er's eyes were filled with irrepressible joy.

Sang Sang had seen Xu Chuan make a move, she knew very well how powerful Xu Chuan was, at least much stronger than Ning Que, if Xu Chuan was here, Ning Que would be fine no matter what.

Although Zhuoer has not seen Xu Chuan make a move, he can make a princess of the Tang Kingdom helpless, and can easily save him, a dying person, so he is quite admired

The respectful second brother also came to the door to invite him, no matter how you look at it, it is extraordinary.

The killing of this gang, in the eyes of the shopkeeper, is afraid that it is nothing.

......

Chunfeng Pavilion is located in the slum area of Dongcheng, the building is dilapidated, usually there is the sound of vendors and pawns day and night, but today, it is exceptionally quiet and quiet, from Hengsi Street to Hengyi Street a piece of alleys, you can't see any passers-by walking in the rain, even the shops on the side of the road are pitch black, there is no light and sound, as if it suddenly became a ghost alley.

But in the unseen darkness lurks many people.

are all men who beg the rivers and lakes, and there are hundreds of people.

Chao Xiaoshu and Ning Que walked into their ambush circle without hurrying, as if they were strolling leisurely, and they couldn't see the slightest aura of slaughter.

On the roof in the distance, Xu Chuan, Sangsang and Zhuoer stood quietly on the tiles that had been washed away by the rain, with their sight, they could naturally see those men in ambush in the corner, Sangsang and Zhuoer were a little worried, but before coming, Xu Chuan and them had three chapters.

First, don't be silent.

Second, don't act rashly.

Third, do not leave within three meters of his body.

Because, within a range of three meters, he could completely hide the aura of himself and Sansang Zhuoer from anyone to find out.

And if they are violated, he will immediately take them out of the place.

Therefore, even if they were worried, they could only watch dryly, and did not dare to make any sound.

Xu Chuan still casually glanced at those ambushes and ignored them, a group of cannon fodder, but they were also pathetic.

What he was more concerned about was the vast and profound aura of this Spring Breeze Pavilion spread across several streets.

This aura even made him feel an extraordinary threat.

Runemaster?

Interesting.

His eyes were filled with a little clear light, and in an instant, many mysterious lines gradually came into view.

And at this moment, in the Spring Breeze Pavilion, after seeing that Chao Xiaoshu and Ning Que were coming, there were no backers and reinforcements, and the hundreds of men no longer hid, and stood up from all the hidden places, tightly surrounding Chao Xiaoshu and Ning Que in the center.

Chao Xiaoshu and Ning Que talked and laughed, as if it was not them who were surrounded, but each other.

This scene naturally greatly angered these hundreds of men, and after the leader and Chao Xiaoshu said a few words, they set the tone for today's battle.

Chao Xiaoshu slowly reached out and held the hilt of the sword at his waist, and at the moment when his slender fingers held the hilt of the sword stained with rain, his gentle and free temperament turned into an awe-inspiring killing intent, and under the invisible aura, even the fine rain silk avoided his green shirt.

This action alone made the hearts of hundreds of people chill, and the action that was still eager to try immediately stagnated.

One person intimidates a hundred.

A leader suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and roared violently: "He is only one person, and he is not an immortal, give me whatever he is afraid of!"

As the words fell, hundreds of Chang'an gangsters raised their steel knives in their hands and rushed over from all directions shouting because of the encouragement of the number of companions around them!

Chao Xiaoshu looked indifferent, and in the face of hundreds of people rushing towards him, he simply drew his sword and rushed over.

The sword is like a dragon, and its momentum is like a tide.

A thin sword was handed out, not a stab, nor a split, but a slap.

A sword smashed the chest of the gang who rushed to the front, and the powerful force directly knocked him out more than ten feet away.

Take the lead.

This scene instantly extinguished most of the blood of the hundreds of Chang'an City gangsters who had just mustered up their courage.

And that's just the beginning.

People to the sword, like a bamboo.

In Ning Que's stunned and shocked gaze, Chao Xiaoshu alone killed through the formation of hundreds of people.

After fighting again and again, Ning Que did not continue to look at Chao Xiaoshu's strength after seeing it, and chose to make a move.

Although he is not as strong as killing people in Chao Xiaoshu, his proficiency is no less than that of Chao Xiaoshu, who has been in the rivers and lakes for decades.

And after Chao Xiaoshu revealed the strength of the Great Swordsman who killed people with a flying sword, this battle also came to an end.

Because these hundreds of people are almost dead.

The corpses were all over the field, and the blood and water mixed with the rain quietly flowed into the dark ditch, and gradually disappeared.

In a mansion on the side of the Chunfeng Pavilion, dozens of elite Tang Army soldiers wearing dark ponchos stood silently behind the courtyard wall, holding crossbow arrows in their hands and aiming in the direction of the gate, ignoring how fierce the Spring Breeze Pavilion across the wall was.

Behind the elite of the Tang Army, a yellow-clothed swordsman and an ascetic in a broad monk's robe stood in the attic on the second floor, quietly watching everything that happened in the Spring Breeze Pavilion.

Not far away, Xu Chuan, who was standing on the roof, was also quietly watching them, of course, the two carriages on the corner of the street, and a quiet rune master who seemed to be napping.

The corners of Xu Chuan's mouth curled, after cultivating for so long, he also wanted to see how much strength the powerhouses in this world had.

Spring Breeze Pavilion, when Chao Xiaoshu and Ning Que killed a Chang'an City gang member by simple and direct means again, the remaining dozens of people were completely shocked and ran into the distance like crazy.

Chao Xiaoshu didn't intend to kill them all, he calmly walked towards his mansion with Ning Que.

Because he knows that today's battle is far from over.

The door was pushed open, and a battle between cultivators really began.

One of the yellow-clothed swordsmen and ascetics is from the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion, and the other is from the Moon Wheel Tianqing Sect, both of whom are monks from the Dongxuan realm.

Not far away, Zhuo Er, who saw the yellow-clothed swordsman, had some fluctuations in his mood and couldn't help but be frightened.

On that day, it was this yellow-clothed swordsman who beat him to the brink of death.

In the face of cultivators, the martial arts he had practiced hard for more than ten years were just a joke at all.

Even if he got Xu Chuan's guidance now and learned a few styles of sanshou, it would be difficult for him to compete head-on with a cultivator.

And Chao Xiaoshu has already chosen the first target of the shot on the yellow-clothed swordsman.

Whoever kills his brother will pay the penalty with blood.

If it weren't for Xu Chuan's action, Zhuoer would have died that day.

He said that this revenge will be avenged, and it is not child's play.

The sword light flashed, and the sword turned into five instantaneously killed the yellow-clothed swordsman.

Dozens of Tang soldiers did not hesitate to pull crossbow arrows at Chao Xiaoshu.

At this time, Ning Que's true role was reflected, it was difficult for him to intervene in the battle of cultivators, but in the battle between ordinary people, even if the other party was an extremely elite Tang Army, he was not afraid at all.

A knife is held in front of his chest, and today, no one can cross him and hurt Chao Xiaoshu!

The battle in the courtyard reached its peak in an instant as soon as it began.

On the roof in the distance, Sang Sang covered his mouth tightly and looked at Ning Que under the rain of countless arrows worriedly, and his heart rose to his throat.

Drow could barely resist jumping in to help Ning Que get a hand.

It's just that when he saw Xu Chuan in front of him and Sang Sang, he endured this impulse.

The battle progressed very well, especially between cultivators.

A moment later, a sword towards Xiaoshu pierced the throat of the yellow cedar swordsman, and a sword pierced the eyebrows of the ascetic, and Ning Que also killed dozens of elites of the Tang army.

This is the end of the battle in the courtyard of the small tree.

Of course, even if Chao Xiaoshu was a top-grade cultivator in the Cave Xuan Realm, it was not a simple matter to forcibly kill two cultivators who were also in the Cave Xuan Realm.

The loss of mental power and the loss of qi power have approached their limits.

At this time, the sound of a carriage came from the alley outside the mansion gate.

Chao Xiaoshu's eyebrows were slightly raised, he gasped, and said in his heart: "It's really a big battle, and I really spare no effort to kill myself."

......

In the rain, the carriage slowly stopped, and it was only ten zhang away from the Spring Breeze Pavilion Mansion.

Ten zhang is a very interesting distance

Leave, because for the cultivators of the Dongxuan realm, whether it is a nun master, a sword master or a talisman master, they can attack at will within the range of ten zhang.

Of course, compared to the speed at which the sword master controls the sword, the speed is naturally countless times faster under the thought of the master.

Under the same realm, speed is a great advantage, which is why the Nian master is far stronger than the sword master and the talisman master.

Inside the carriage was an old man wearing a simple robe, his name was Xiao Kuyu, a strong man raised by Emperor Fang of the Tang Dynasty, who had entered the realm of Dongxuan as early as twenty years ago, and a few days ago because of tonight's purge plan, he was secretly recalled to Beijing by the military department from Yangguan in the south.

Chao Xiaoshu and Ning Que walked out of the palace, their expressions were extremely solemn.

They were exhausted by the successive battles, but the people in this carriage were by no means good.

Chao Xiaoshu's expression was solemn, and he controlled the sword again, and the green steel sword piece was like a white light, breaking through the rain curtain and stabbing at the carriage.

In the quiet rain, a very indifferent word sounded in the carriage: "Duh."

In an instant, the white light suddenly came, and the rain fell on the icy streets.

The next moment, an attack from a great Nian master landed on Chao Xiaoshu from a distance of ten zhang, and his internal organs suddenly sounded like a drum, and the sound kept ringing.

Chao Xiaoshu endured the pain and killed in the direction of the carriage, because in the face of a great master, only by getting close to the other party could he have a chance of victory.

In front of the carriage, a burly coachman stood like a pagoda, and obviously would not easily let the little tree pass.

One-on-one, he is naturally not Chao Xiaoshu's opponent, but if he only blocks for a moment, it is still more than enough time for the Great Nian Master to meditate.

However, he seemed to have forgotten that Ning Que existed, and he was trying his best to resist Chao Xiaoshu, and he was suddenly inserted into his lower abdomen by an ordinary style of Pu knife.

And this is just the beginning of the bloodshed.

It wasn't until the coachman was crushed by Ning Que that his organs died, and Xiao Kuyu in the carriage was stabbed at Xiaoshu more than a dozen times, and almost his head was cut off.

On the roof not far away, Sangsang had closed his eyes, and Zhuoer slowly breathed a sigh of relief, tonight's battle seemed to be over.

Xu Chuan looked through the broken car window at the rather miserable Da Nian Master and shook his head.

The Great Nian Master, who can't enter meditation instantly, is really not as good as an ordinary person once he is seized.

This kind of practice is really boring and tight.

At this time, another carriage came slowly, and there was no rain falling on the entire carriage, and the style was not insufficient.

The invisible telekinesis was pressed down in an instant as the carriage approached, and the little tree was pressed to the ground and could barely move.

Ning Que roared, opened the way with an arrow, and at the same time drew his sword and rushed towards the carriage.

But the next moment, the arrow was buzzing and hanging in the air, and the chubby young man in the carriage was taking care of his fingers, and at the moment when Ning Que rushed to the carriage, he raised his eyes casually, and under the explosion of mental power, it seemed to form an invisible turbulent wave of qi, which instantly bounced Ning Que's arrows and people more than ten meters away.

"It's also a top-grade in the Dongxuan realm, and the Great Sword Master actually killed the Great Nian Master, which is really a little incomprehensible. But Chao Xiaoshu, you are really amazing, and the battle between cultivators has been brutally beaten by you."

A voice with a bit of appreciation came from inside the carriage, the curtain was lifted, and the chubby young man stepped out of the carriage.

"It's a pity that when you meet me, your legend to the little tree will end here."

His tone was calm, with some predestinedness, because he was the invincible Wang Jingluo who knew his fate.

First acquaintance at the age of four, can perceive at the age of six, do not be confused at the age of eleven, enter the cave at the age of sixteen, and it took more than ten years to climb from the lower grade of the cave to the top grade of the cave Xuan, and use continuous victories to lay the name of invincible below the fate, no matter how you look at it, Wang Jingluo, a person from the Tang Xuanfu, is a genius in the cultivation path.

Nature is enough for him to have a pride and self-confidence far beyond ordinary people.

As soon as he jumped out of the carriage, the invisible aura around him instantly forced the rain curtain away, dressed in white, although he was a little fat, his bearing was extraordinary.

He struggled to stand up towards the little tree

Body, he recognized the other party, and knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat this invincible Wang Jingluo, but today, he didn't need to continue to fight hard.

Looking at Wang Jingluo, he sighed and said, "I don't know if my legend can continue, but your legend, I'm afraid it's going to end tonight."

At this time, three figures floated down from the roof of a certain place, and Sang Sang and Zhuo Er, who finally had no restrictions, immediately threw them to Ning Que and Chao Xiaoshu, while Xu Chuan slowly walked towards Wang Jingluo.

He looked at Wang Jingluo and said lightly, "Fatty, you are very good at pretending."