"Yun Qilin" led Tang Zhengya out of the side room and walked towards the front of the courtyard, where there was another man in white leaning against the wall in the front yard.

Yun Qilin hurriedly stepped forward and bowed his head and said, "Lord Executioner." ”

"How's the master?" The man in white asked.

"The divine doctor has already diagnosed the pavilion master, but it can be treated."

"Eh, it turns out that you are the executioner ghost lord of this term, and the master of the Xuanwu Pavilion is still your master." Tang Zhengya looked at the young man in surprise, he was wearing a crescent-colored robe, his face was as warm as jade, and he looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, "Don't worry, Lord Executioner, with me, your master will be healed by me soon." ”

"Leave everything to the divine doctor." The man in white arched his hand.

"My lord, before you came back, except for the kite who was still monitoring the whereabouts of Sanmen, the rest of the people returned." Yun Qilin said.

"Well, I met people from Sanmen on the way back, for the sake of prudence, you will take the pavilion master and the divine doctor to Tiannan City first." The man in white commanded in a deep voice.

"Obey your lordship's orders!" Yun Qilin arched his hand and said, "Divine Doctor, let's go." ”

"Lord Executioner, you are very good, I hope that in Tiannan City, we can meet again." Tang Zhengyan turned around and left with Yun Qilin.

"The divine doctor will still call me Xu Fuquan in the future, the code name of the executioner ghost is for those people, and the divine doctor is not appropriate." The man in white waved his hand, and all the people hiding in the shadows moved up.

"Xu Fuquan, it's a good name." Tang Zhengyan said in a low voice.

Ten miles away from the village, in a small teahouse, a man in a red shirt sat and drank tea, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

In a moment, a middle-aged man walked over, burly with a string of prayer beads around his neck, and walked straight to the red-shirted man's table and sat down.

The red-shirted man said with a smile: "None of the young disciples of the Xiangmen came, so they sent Uncle Xiang alone, it's really strange, or is it that the drunkard of the Xiangmen master is not in the position of the pavilion master." ”

"Qingxian is busy in the Rejuvenation Hall, and the others have other things to do, so I, an old man, am free, and the master of the door arranged for me to come." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

The man in the red shirt touched his chin and thought: "The master of the Xiangmen is afraid that he will not be able to eat the pavilion master and the Zhao Men alone, so he plans to ally with my Chen Sect, and this abacus is a good one." ”

"So what do you think?" The middle-aged man asked.

The man in the red shirt drank another bowl of tea: "This time, the old man let me be fully responsible, and I naturally have the right to decide, but I have to wait." ”

"Oh, how long will it take?"

"Just come back with a message." The man in the red shirt stretched out his arm, and the goshawk flew down to his arm hovering in the air, took off the letter tube on the goshawk's leg, opened it, and said, "They are all in a ruined village courtyard ten miles away. ”

The middle-aged man smiled: "Then go over now?" ”

The man in the red shirt waved his hand: "Don't worry, sit down for a while, and make a small bet with Uncle Xiang by the way....."

In the Zhuang courtyard, all the others have withdrawn, and only Xu Fuquan is left standing in the courtyard, looking at the scenery in front of him, and said coldly: "Two, since they are here, let's show up,"

Two black-clad men walked in from the outside.

"As a disciple of the Pavilion Master, our two brothers are confident that they have not made a single movement, but you still notice that we are coming." The man in black with a long knife said with a smile.

"The aura around me has changed." Xu Fuquan said lightly.

The other man holding an iron fan was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "The executioner ghost is really powerful. ”

Xu Fuquan closed his eyes and said, "Zhao Men's soul slaying knife Zhao Rihu and iron fan Zhao Riming, you two shouldn't appear here." ”

Zhao Rihu took a step forward: "The door master learned that the pavilion master was injured by the second master Huang, and he felt guilty for failing to protect the pavilion master, so he sent our two brothers to welcome the pavilion master, I don't know where the pavilion master is now?" ”

Xu Fuquan sat on the rotten wooden stake and looked at the sword in his hand: "Everything is fine master, please go back and report to the master of the Zhao Sect, just take care of the affairs in your own door, the master has my protection, there is no need to talk about this matter anymore." ”

Zhao Riming looked at the dilapidated courtyard, from the moment he came in, he could only feel the breath of Xu Fuquan alone, he suspected that the pavilion master had left here, so he smiled and said: "This is the task assigned by the door master, and I hope that the executioner ghost will inform the pavilion master's location, and I will also deal with the door master." ”

Xu Fuquan said lightly: "Don't you understand what I said, everything is fine with the master, don't bother the master of the Zhao Sect." ”

Zhao Rihu smiled crookedly, and said coldly: "Xu Fuquan, now that the pavilion master is injured, my sect master is kind enough to treat the pavilion master, but you are here to push back and hinder, what are your intentions?" ”

"Whoever goes one step further will be killed!" Xu Fuquan drew his sword and drew a heavy mark on the ground, and his tone was a little more murderous

"Try it!" Zhao Rihu stepped forward straight and crossed the heavy marks drawn by Xu Fuquan just now.

"Don't let me get bored." Xu Fuquan put the sword back into its sheath

"It is rumored that you have practiced the dual sword technique created by Mr. Gu a hundred years ago, but I want to see if it is really that powerful." Zhao Riming held the Daguan knife and slashed at Xu Fuquan's head.

"If you want to see it, you have to have me worth it." Xu Fuquan snorted coldly, his figure was like the wind, and he swept to Zhao Riming's back like lightning, and hit him in the back with a heavy punch, Zhao Riming snorted, the Daguan knife in his hand was almost out of his hand, he gritted his teeth to support his body, but Xu Fuquan grabbed the back of his neck.

He Zhao Rihu is also a leader in Zhaomen's generation, but Xu Fuquan defeated him with only one move, and even those two sword streams were not used. Thankfully, he still has someone to help.

The iron fan Zhao Riming was already close behind Xu Fuquan, holding an iron fan and attacking Xu Fuquan's back fiercely, Xu Fuquan kicked Zhao Rihu away, and then turned around, only to hear a crisp sound, the iron fan in Zhao Riming's hand hit Xu Fuquan's scabbard, and he couldn't advance for half a minute. Seeing this, Zhao Riming immediately stepped back and waved the iron fan lightly, and countless awls flew out of the fan bones and shot towards Xu Fuquan's chest.

Xu Fuquan just dodged all the awls with a slight movement of his body, he looked at Zhao Riming and said lightly: "Breaking the mountain cone, the master of the Zhao Sect is very good." ”

"Not only the mountain cone, but also my knife skills." Zhao Rihu got up and roared angrily, and dragged up the Daguan knife, the knife was like fire, as if there was a tendency to burn the prairies.

"Two-in-one knife technique?" Xu Fuquan drew his sword from the scabbard and collided with Zhao Rihu's Daguan knife, and both of them were deadlocked.

"Good chance!" Zhao Riming saw that Xu Fuquan couldn't pull out, so he unfolded the iron fan again, and shot the only remaining mountain cone out of the iron fan, which hit Xu Fuquan's right shoulder.

"I actually made a sneak attack..."Xu Fuquan said in a deep voice.

Zhao Riming smiled evilly: "The executioner ghost has not forgotten the rules of the Xuanwu Pavilion, and in order to achieve the goal that must be completed, he must do whatever it takes." ”

"Well, that's a good point." In front of the door, a man in red leaned against the broken wall and shouted, looking at the three people in the courtyard with a lively attitude.

Hearing this, Zhao Riming's pupils shrank suddenly, and a sense of danger surged through his body, because he would rather run into the executioner ghost in front of him than meet the man in red.

Chen Men in the three gates, the ghost Chen Xiuzhe in the past.

"I didn't bother you with your work, did I?" Chen Xiuzhe jumped down the steps and walked in front of Zhao Riming.

Zhao Riming looked at Chen vigilantly and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"People who are also from Xuanwu Pavilion, give you a reminder, I may have to waste some energy later, your brother is leaving, I won't stay, continue to stay here, the sword has no eyes." Chen Xiuzhe put his hands behind his back and said indifferently.

Zhao Riming pondered for a moment, he understood that this was Chen Xiuzhe giving him a chance to leave, and if their brother stayed here, he would only die. Thinking of this, Zhao Riming shouted: "Ah Hu, let's go." ”

"Yes, big brother." When Zhao Rihu heard this, he took a few steps back, then jumped up and left the courtyard.

Xu Fuquan withdrew his long sword and looked at Chen Xiuzhe with a calm face.

"Good brother, what's the matter, I haven't seen you for more than ten days, and I was beaten like this by two disciples of Zhao Sect, it's not like you usual." Chen Xiuzhe looked at Xu Fuquan's appearance with a mocking expression.

Xu Fuquan sighed: "I was careless, I didn't expect them to leave hole cards." ”

"Okay, if you can't beat it, you can't beat it, so what do you do with a hard mouth?" Chen Xiuzhe pursed his lips, "The door master wants to talk to you." ”

"What are you talking about?" Xu Fuquan asked.

Chen Xiuzhe said slowly: "What you have been longing for all along--leaving the Xuanwu Pavilion to regain your free body. ”

"Since it is freedom, then what price must be paid to get it, what do I need to pay?" Xu Fuquan asked.

Chen Xiuzhe smiled and said: "Tell me where the pavilion master is, and then don't care about the pavilion master, you can leave." ”

"I promised the Pavilion Master, and before the matter is over, I will accompany you." Xu Fuquan responded calmly.

Chen Xiuzhe grabbed Xu Fuquan's shirt: "The pavilion master was injured this time, Sanmen is already eyeing him, and the next road will die for a lifetime, do you really want to bury your life for a pavilion master?" ”

"Pavilion master, he is my master, a teacher for one day, and a father for life. You say that there is a life of nine deaths, and since there is still a life, it should be accompanied by it. Xu Fuquan said in a deep voice.

"Yes, the pavilion master took you as an apprentice, but don't forget that your life was given by the door master, and he saved you. The master of the door treats you well, and now you choose to oppose him for the sake of a pavilion master, which is simply ungrateful. Chen Xiuzhe snorted coldly and let go of Xu Fuquan.

Xu Fuquan was silent for a moment: "The door master saved me, I don't forget, but it is the pavilion master who keeps me alive for a long time, I'm sorry." ”

"In that case, then the conversation has collapsed, and I will bring your words to the door master." Chen Xiuzhe sighed lightly, pressed his hand on the Tang knife on his back, and slowly pulled it out, "But I have to go back with your head." ”

"Then let's try." Xu Fuquan put his hands on the hilts of the two swords, and the murderous aura suddenly permeated, both of them were the best disciples of this generation in the Xuanwu Pavilion, they had performed hundreds of missions side by side, and they were already familiar with each other's strength, but the two had never separated the winner or loser, maybe the answer could be revealed today.

"I'll just say, I know better than you what this guy thinks." The middle-aged man who was called Uncle Xiang by Chen Xiuzhe walked into the courtyard with a smile and stretched out his hand on Chen Xiuzhe's shoulder, "I am willing to lose the bet." ”

"Fu Quan meets Uncle Xiang." Xu Shiquan bowed his head respectfully and saluted.

"Don't worry, Uncle Xiang, I'm still trustworthy." Chen Xiuzhe put away the Tang knife, and the killing momentum dissipated, "After all, there are still a few tricks in your double sword flow that I have never seen, and it is difficult to say if you really do it." Maybe that's all for today. You and I are both good brothers who have come out of the Great Nirvana and have reached the pinnacle, so how can I attack my brothers. ”

"You, it's still the same as before, and then." Uncle Xiang threw out a piece of ointment and landed in the palm of Xu Fuquan's hand.

Xu Shiquan looked at the golden texture on the ointment, and couldn't help but wonder: "This is?" ”

"This is a new ointment made by Qing Xian, and he said he was going to give it to you." Uncle Xiang said with a smile.

As soon as Uncle Xiang's words fell, Chen Xiuzhe said angrily: "I'll go, I begged Qingxian for so long and refused to give me a piece, good guy, give me so much for my brother this time, Uncle Xiang, do you say Qingxian likes to apply power." ”

"I don't have anything to do with Qingxian, I just think she's my sister." Xu Fuquan said lightly, stood up with the ointment, "Thank you Uncle Xiang for the gift, I will leave first." ”

"Wait." Uncle Xiang stopped Xu Fuquan, "Aren't you afraid that I will add ingredients to your medicine?" ”

"I still trust Uncle Xiang, you will never do this." Xu Fuquan turned around and nodded and evacuated the village.

Chen Xiuzhe looked at Xu Fuquan leaving, shook his head and sighed: "In the Xuanwu Pavilion, it is taboo to have emotions, but this guy is like this, if he doesn't have this ability, he may really die in the civil strife of Sanmen." ”

"So, isn't that you?" Uncle Xiang patted Chen Xiuzhe on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Don't tell me, you don't have any selfish thoughts about taking this mission." ”

"The master of the door has full authority over to me, but he didn't let me make a fuss. Xu Fuquan will not die, as long as he sends someone to stop him. Before he returns to the pavilion master, bring back the pavilion master's head and waist card. Chen Xiuzhe's eyes flashed with coldness.