In the north, the cold is coming, the wind is roaring, the ice and snow are scattered, and the sky and the earth are gray.

"The remnant snow falls with the plum blossoms, and the new year steals to the willows." In a courtyard outside the city, an old man in a black robe sat under the plum tree in the courtyard and watched the plum blossoms falling, then reached out to catch it, put it to his nose and sniffed it twice, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"This plum tree is very beautiful." A young voice reached his ears.

The old man didn't move, just picked up a wine jug beside him, raised his head and drank it all: "I have spent a lot of time cultivating this tree, and it is naturally good." But with your arrival, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to see such a beautiful plum blossom in this life, you say yes, the executioner of Xuanwu Pavilion. The old man put down the flask and glanced at the comer.

The person who came was dressed in a green shirt, his face was cold and handsome, and he was holding a sword in his hand, and his whole temperament was calm and restrained.

"You're good." The old man carefully looked at everything about the person who came with the sword, "If your guess is right, you must be the new executioner ghost of Xuanwu Pavilion - Xu Fuquan"

"That's a terrible codename." The man in the green shirt frowned dissatisfiedly, "After I go back, I have to ask the master to change this code name." ”

"You, the world's number one assassin organization, the Xuanwu Pavilion, can kill those people in the palace at the top, and destroy everyone in the rivers and lakes at the bottom. Are you here to take my life today, executioner? The old man smiled lightly, but his eyes became sharper and sharper, "I know that your strength is very strong, Xuanwu Pavilion sent you to kill me, you must have made sufficient preparations, but it's a pity that ......" As the old man spoke, his palm was slightly forced, and the plum blossom branches broke and flew up.

Xu Fuquan's expression remained unchanged, but his wrist was flipped, and the long sword in his hand suddenly swung out of the air, and the sword qi was like a match, instantly chopping the plum blossoms falling from the sky into pieces.

"It's a pity, am I still not worthy of Second Master Huang?" Xu Fuquan asked.

"No, it's just a pity that a good material and beautiful jade are going to fall here." Second Master Huang stood up, took off the robe on his body, and the silver needles all over his body under the robe waved out, and countless silver needles flew out of the robe, shooting at the executioner ghost at great speed.

Xu Fuquan was about to resist with his sword, but suddenly a long sleeve rolled up, rolling countless silver needles into the air, and then slammed into the air, shattering all the silver needles and falling to the ground.

After the silver needles were scattered in the snow, they suddenly turned into a pool of black water.

"After all these years, you're still so ruthless." A gray-haired old man stood on a gazebo, then took out a cigarette stick, lit a tobacco, and slowly spit out a mouthful of white mist, "Fu Quan, you step back first." ”

"Yes, master."

"Who's coming?" Second Master Huang stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the white-haired old man with a calm face.

"Contemptible, the current pavilion master of Xuanwu Pavilion." The white-haired old man landed lightly on the snow.

"It turned out that the pavilion master came, and I have heard that the pavilion master never makes a move easily, today for me to make a move, is it worth it?" Second Master Huang asked.

The white-haired old man smiled faintly: "Although your Huang family doesn't do it on the surface, but your intentions are too big, and you want to have a showdown and break the rules, as for whether it's worth it, then you have to ask the one in the imperial capital." ”

"So what, if we don't do this, our Huang family will never rise." Second Master Huang said with a gloomy face, "It's just that I didn't expect that you Xuanwu Pavilion would dare to take the order of the Imperial Capital City." ”

"It's in place, so naturally everything can be discussed." The white-haired old man threw the cigarette stick to the executioner.

"Come on, let me see your Xuanwu Pavilion Master's ability." Second Master Huang raised his right hand, and four iron balls were thrown at the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man dodged sideways, then drew his sword. I saw that on the hilt of the long sword, a piece of jade was inlaid on it, which looked crystal clear.

"Even you can talk about it, except for the national teacher in the palace, I'm afraid there is no one who can do it." Second Master Huang gently waved out a palm, and the executioner only felt an astonishing pressure and smashed on his body, while the white-haired old man closest to Second Master Huang didn't change his face, just a white robe flew up gently.

The white-haired old man raised his eyebrows: "Wind Palm, you have practiced." ”

"I have been dormant here for many years, practicing this Wind Palm, for today." Second Master Huang waved another palm, this palm was so powerful that he rolled up the plum blossoms on the plum tree, and then hit the white-haired old man.

"Good!" The white-haired old man praised it, and the long sword in his hand waved, forming countless awe-inspiring sword gangs, turning the attacking plum blossoms into two petals. "Fu Quan, if you come, can you stop it." The white-haired old man asked suddenly.

The executioner ghost on the side shook his head when he heard this, he hadn't seen the Huang family use the wind palm, it was nothing more than relying on the strength of the palm to deal with people, but the second master in front of him was able to use the palm power to turn the plum blossom into dozens of sharp swords. If the master didn't come, he would face it alone, and he might really fall here as Second Master Huang said.

"Since becoming the head of the cabinet, I haven't made a move, but fortunately, I can still have so much fun when I am about to abdicate." The white-haired old man sighed lightly, and then the long sword in his hand shook, breaking the plum blossom rain shower, and the clear jade was also a little dim at this moment.

"Today is the strength of the Xuanwu Pavilion Master, but with my last palm, you may not be able to live." Second Master Huang said in a deep voice, and the momentum in his palm was a little stronger.

"Life and death are fate!" The white-haired old man gripped the hilt of his sword.

"Okay." Second Master Huang slapped it out and went straight to the white-haired old man. The white-haired old man's long sword shot out, directly penetrating the palm of Second Master Huang, and the two staggered, and after landing, the white-haired old man's long sword was drenched in blood

Second Master Huang's chest had more blood holes.

"Good swordsmanship." Second Master Huang sat paralyzed on the snow, as if he had lost all his strength, and spit out a sentence with difficulty.

The white-haired old man looked at a golden needle deep in his right shoulder, tapped a few acupuncture points, pulled it out, and said lightly: "Golden Silkworm Poison Needle"

"Hit the golden silkworm poison needle, you.... Your time is running out, and I will wait for you to come in front of the Yama Palace. Second Master Huang barely squeezed out a smile, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"Dressing the right." The white-haired old man called to the executioner ghost and handed the long sword into his hand.

"Yes, master." After wiping the blood from the blade, Xu Fuquan inserted the long sword back into the white-haired old man's scabbard, and then asked, "Master, why did you want to get close, you know the methods of the Huang family to kill people before they died." ”

The white-haired old man coughed slightly: "How could I not know, but he must die, and there must be no mistakes." ”

The executioner ghost supported the white-haired old man: "Then let's go back to Xuanwu Pavilion now, I'll go to Xiangmen to find Qingxian, and let her come to heal you." ”

"No, I can't go back to Xuanwu Pavilion no matter what." The white-haired old man shook his head, "You immediately drive the carriage outside the door to Mingming City and find the medicine fairy's uncle." ”

Hearing this, the executioner ghost asked, "Why did the master go to the medicine fairy's uncle?" Could it be something to do with the recent events in the door? ”

"So you know it all." The white-haired old man walked forward slowly, and glanced back at the executioner, "That's right, from the moment I was injured, the rebellion belonging to the Xuanwu Pavilion has already begun, Fu Quan, are you willing to follow the teacher and continue to walk?" ”

"Is it a rebellion in the Xuanwu Pavilion?" Xu Fuquan glanced at the sword in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and lowered his head: "No matter what is ahead, Shiquan is willing to accompany the master." ”