Under the snow peak.

In a small courtyard.

A middle-aged man with his upper body exposed is forging a weapon. It was a long iron rod, the body of which shone with a silver glow, shimmering in the sunlight. But at the same time, it is also very heavy, obviously this iron rod is heavy, enough to weigh 100 catties, but the middle-aged man took it casually after casting the iron rod, but it seemed that his hand was not a 100-pound iron rod but a feather, and it took no effort.

"Qingye." A young man in a cotton coat walked into the courtyard with an iron rod on his back, and shouted when he saw a middle-aged man forging a stick.

"Huh? What are you doing here, didn't I say don't bother me if you have nothing to do? The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"Qingye, I came here because I have something important to report." The boy replied.

"Oh?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly: "What's the matter?" ”

"Just now.... Just now, Brother Tianhe is back. The boy hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice.

"Oh? Amaga is back, so the mission of the Xiangmen is completed? But why didn't he come here to see me? The middle-aged man stopped forging his rod and looked at the young man in cotton clothes

The young man shook his head: "He didn't say anything about the Xiangmen mission, he just left this stick and said that it was handed over to Qingye." The boy unloaded the iron rod.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly: "Take it and I'll take a look." ”

The boy nodded and handed the iron rod over. Taking the iron bar, the middle-aged man looked at the iron rod carefully, and saw a few sword marks on the iron bar, and his face changed slightly. He had never used a sword, but he was a forger, so he was sensitive to sword marks, and he could feel every inch of sharpness and toughness on the iron rod.

"Did he fight against Xu Fuquan? He took the stick from me, but lost? The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

The young man nodded: "Brother Tianhe said that he thanked Qing Ye for giving him this stick, but he still lost to the sword of the executioner ghost." ”

"After all, Xu Fuquan is the second genius to use dual swordsmanship, and it is normal that he failed to win, but why doesn't he want to come to see me."

"I don't know, Brother Tianhe left the stick and said something and left." The boy shook his head.

"Gone again? He didn't know that if he left this time, he would be killed by Master Guan. The middle-aged man's face was not very good, and the Xuanwu Pavilion was willing to let him go back then, but it was only because of Tianhe's talent that he allowed it. He returned to Xiangmen this time and left again, I'm afraid he will really die.

"By the way, the master of the Xiangke Sect asked someone to bring a letter to you, Qingye." The boy took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"What does the letter say? I don't want to read their nonsense, you just say it. Hearing that this letter came from Xiang Ke, the middle-aged man's tone became a little more impatient.

"The master of the Xiangke Sect said that Brother Tianhe left the Xuanwu Pavilion again privately, which is already a violation of the rules of Xuanwu, and it is a capital crime. But as long as Qingye is willing to go out of the mountain and go to Tiannan City to help Xiangmen, then they are willing to come forward to protect Brother Tianhe again. The boy said slowly.

"Hmph, Xiangke, that old fox, is a good calculus. I got the help of Tianhe, and I still want the help of this old guy of mine. The middle-aged man sneered.

The young man was stunned for a moment: "That... Qingye, are you not going? ”

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Wait until I finish casting this iron rod, you can go out first." ”

"Also, Qingye. Half a month ago, someone delivered me a thing, saying that it was sent to you. The boy pulled out another envelope from his bosom, the middle of which was slightly raised.

"Why are you giving it to me now?" When the middle-aged man saw the envelope, his face suddenly sank slightly, and he shouted angrily.

"Qing Ye is angry because the man said that only a letter from Xiangmen can be handed over to Qing Ye, otherwise he will kill me." The boy said in a trembling voice.

"That's it." As soon as the middle-aged man raised his hand, the envelope fell into his hand, and with a flick of his hand, the envelope turned into pieces and floated away with the wind, leaving only the contents of the envelope, which fell on the palm of the middle-aged man.

The young man in cotton clothes was also very curious, and couldn't help but take a few steps forward to see what it was.

It's a green wrench.

The emerald green fingers shine brightly in the sunlight, and there is a faint sense of coolness and refreshment.

In the Xuanwu Pavilion, there are countless wealth, and such a wrench may be a valuable thing in the hands of ordinary people, but in front of him Xiang Tianqing, such a wrench is really not very attractive to him.

"This jade wrench ......" the young man in cotton muttered to himself, as if he knew the jade wrench, but his mind was vague, and he couldn't remember what it was.

But Xiang Tianqing's expression was very solemn, he carefully picked up the wrench, then aimed at the daylight, and saw the four words engraved in the wrench.

"Dawn of the Night." Xiang Tianqing said slowly.

Tiannan City, Chenmen Compound.

Chen Xiuzhe was lying on the roof, with a horsetail grass in his mouth, basking in the sun gracefully.

"Alas, I knew that I wouldn't have tried my best with Xiangke, and now it feels good to lie down and sleep in the sun." Chen Xiuzhe said with a grin.

"The master of the door gave you such a free time, but it hurt me uncomfortable." Chen Shenqiu appeared behind Chen Xiuzhe at some point.

"Uncle Gray Qiu has a stable personality, he is not only from the Chen Sect, but he also has first-class martial arts, and he follows the master of the sect, and his prestige is extremely high for the Chen Sect, and he is more suitable for command than me! The next thing depends on Uncle Gray Qiu. Chen Xiuzhe yawned, "When I get better, let Uncle Gray Qiu send me." ”

Chen Shenqiu opened a folding fan and waved it slowly: "Don't worry, I will definitely wait for you to heal." Because my strategy now is the same as yours—wait. ”

"My strategy at that time was the same as Uncle Gray Qiu, why was I invited back by the door master?" Chen Xiuzhe said dissatisfiedly.

"Because at that time, Xiangmen and Zhaomen attacked Xuanwu Tower one after another, if you also made a move, the door master would not call you back, but you have been watching there without moving, so naturally I have to call you back." Chen Shenqiu said faintly.

"However, in the battle against Xuanwu Tower this time, Zhao Men killed a young master and a disciple, Xiangmen walked a heavenly ghost Xiangtianhe, and our Chen Men didn't seem to have lost at all, at first glance, this advantage is in the hands of our Chen Sect. But if you think about it, it is we who are the most unfavorable in the situation right now. Chen Shenqiu looked up at the clouds in the sky, "I always feel that this Xuanwu civil strife seems to be someone who is invisibly controlling all this, and his purpose is to make the entire Xuanwu Pavilion completely annihilated in this chaos!" ”

"Oh?" A murderous aura flashed in Chen Xiuzhe's eyes, "Who has the ability to make Xuanwu Pavilion annihilated." Five? West Gate North and South Extraterritorial? Or is it some great power in the imperial capital? ”

"Is it really that important for us to be a murder organization? Five families are not enough, and the north and south regions of the West Gate are too far away from here, as for the remaining imperial capital, what power is willing to make a move? You can't help but think too highly of us. Chen Shenqiu said with a smile.

"But who else would dare to do that?" Chen Xiuzhe asked rhetorically.

"It's fun to talk to you kid. Every time you speak, it's always true. Chen Shenqiu stepped forward, "But this time, I hope you really led Chen Men to break this game." ”

"Uncle Qiu thinks of me like this? I'm just a wordless person crawling out of the pool of nirvana. Chen Xiuzhe half-squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

Chen Shenqiu smiled: "It is precisely because of the appearance of you wordless people that Xuanwu Pavilion survived that crisis. I, Chen Shenqiu, am not those short-sighted people. Rest well and let me see what you're really capable of. ”