Nandao stopped in front of a town covered in blood and corpses, and turned his head to look at Lu Xiaoer on the side.

The latter also has a dignified face.

In fact, this isn't the first town the two have encountered.

After leaving Xie Chunxue's bamboo forest, although the two did not deliberately go to a place where there were many people, they would always meet some mountains and villages along the way.

But it's just like the town in front of you.

Either people went to empty the building, or a high barrier was erected, and the gate was closed.

The most remarkable thing is that the four fields are all blood-colored.

This reminds Nandao of the original Nanyi City.

Could it be that it was just that he had stayed with the predecessor of the Human Sword Sect for such a short time, and the people in the south had already crossed the Nanyi City and penetrated deep into the hinterland of Huai'an?

After hesitating for a moment, Nandao held an umbrella and carried a sword on his back, and the little boy on the side walked towards this small town southeast of Huai'an.

The two of them had not gone far along the town road.

He heard some very solemn and silent sword sounds, Lu Xiaoer realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly drew his sword, but he was almost pierced by a sword through his eyebrows.

Fortunately, Nandao on the side reacted quickly, and Parrot Island behind him protected Lu Xiaoer with sword intent.

When the two of them looked ahead again, there were already some blood-colored and tired-looking sword cultivators scattered there.

Someone frowned and looked at Nandao and Lu Xiaoer, and withdrew his sword very heavily and cautiously, guarding it around him.

"Is it a human or a demon?"

Nan Dao patted the shoulder of Lu Xiaoer, who was standing silently with his sword drawn out beside him, and said softly: "Lingnan Sword Cultivation." ”

The word Lingnan still has a lot of credibility in the world, but the current situation is obviously extraordinary, and the sword cultivator of the Sword Sect who doesn't know where in the world is only soothed, and he still hasn't let down his vigilance.

The man raised his hand and held the sword, still maintaining the posture that he would draw the sword at any moment.

"Which Sword Sect in Lingnan? Xiao Jiufeng, listen to the wind, shocking? ”

Nan Dao raised his hand and took back the Parrot Continent that was surrounding Lu Xiaoer's body, and said calmly: "Tianya Sword Sect, this is my senior nephew, Little White Sword Sect. ”

The man frowned, looked back at the sword cultivators behind him, maybe he was asking something, and after a while looked back at the two of them with a very strange look.

"How to prove that you are really water.... People from the Tianya Sword Sect? ”

Nan Dao stood under the umbrella, probably not knowing how to prove this thing, turned his head to look at Lu Xiaoer on the side, who probably also had some anger in it that he was suddenly attacked, and looked at the group of sword cultivators outside the town and said with some anger: "Have you seen the people of the Tianya Sword Sect?" ”

The man wasn't angry, just shook his head.

"And how do you want us to prove it?"

The man was silent for a moment, and then said, "Or more simply, just prove that you are not a demon." ”

Naturally, people have seen it.

But how do you prove that you are human?

This is an even more bizarre question.

Nan Dao and Lu Xiaoer were silent there.

It was only outside the town that a third person's voice was heard at this time.

"I can prove it."

Nan Dao's expression changed when he heard this somewhat familiar voice, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a man in a black robe and a broken knife on his back walking towards this town road in those spring breezes.

Nanyi City Heavenly Hell, West Gate.

Nandao clenched the Parrot Island in his hand.

Naturally, Heavenly Hell will not rest on its laurels.

This was the case when I was in Lingnan.

The name of the West Gate of Hell is apparently well-known in the south.

When people saw the black robe of Heavenly Hell and looked at the knife, they naturally knew the identity of the person who came, although they didn't like the people of Heavenly Hell, but in some stories, Heavenly Hell naturally would not be a wicked person.

It was all the sword cultivators who breathed a sigh of relief and saluted to the Ximen who came from afar.

"I've seen Lord Simon."

Simon and Nandao are naturally not strangers.

The two have crossed paths many times in Nanyi City, and Nandao at that time was just a teenager who knew the water realm, and now he has stepped on the snow.

Even if it was Ximen, he was secretly frightened in his heart, but he still walked over quietly and stopped beside Nandao and Lu Xiaoer.

"The two of them are indeed Lingnan sword cultivators, and they are both people from the vicinity of Nanyi City."

To Nandao's surprise, Simon didn't say much, as he said at the beginning, it seemed that he was just trying to prove Nandao's identity.

Lu Xiaoer naturally knew that between Nandao and Heavenly Hell, it was difficult to be kind, Ximen's name This young man had not heard of it, but it was obvious that this person with a knife was not an ordinary person, but Lu Xiaoer still held the Xiwu Sword in his hand tightly and looked at this man very vigilantly.

Those small town sword cultivators all breathed a sigh of relief, put away the swords in their hands, and gave way to the road.

Even if they really stopped in front of the town, facing the young man under the umbrella, they were extremely dignified and apprehensive.

Just now the South Island Parrot Island was unsheathed, and they could naturally detect the sword intent on it.

For such a young boy to be able to have this kind of realm and sword intent, it is naturally difficult to be a demon clan.

It's just that sometimes, looking young may not necessarily mean really young.

Simon did not go in, but stood there quietly looking at the South Island.

Nandao held the umbrella in his hand, looked at Ximen for a while, didn't say anything, and walked in with Lu Xiaoer.

Naturally, they didn't have to go into this town.

It's just that for now, it's obvious that you can't go in.

.......

This town is not under the jurisdiction of Shanyue City, but Bailu City in the northeast of Lingnan.

It was the White Deer City that was taken by the demon clan at the beginning of the story.

After the fall of White Deer City, it soon became a gathering place for the surrounding demon clans.

Today's White Deer City, hundreds of miles along the city, can be said to be demon land.

The reason why this town still exists is not because they are strong enough, but because they are far enough.

Nandao and Lu Xiaoer walked on the long street at noon in a sparsely populated town, but the brighter the spring, the more it could bring out the feeling of being lonely and hasty.

Lu Xiaoer looked at Nandao, who was silent under the umbrella on the side, with some concern.

"What should I do now, Uncle Shi?"

Nan Dao looked down at the blood stains flowing in the stone crevices, a little distracted, but for a while he didn't hear Lu Xiaoer speak.

After a while, he looked at the young man holding the sword beside him.

"What?"

Lu Xiaoer glanced around, and there were occasional sword cultivators passing by on the street, and they were also in a hurry.

Xiao Shao said in a young voice: "The people from the Heavenly Hell have chased after me, what should I do now?" ”

Nandao was calm at this time, and said softly: "Let's take a look first." ”

Simon's attitude was very eccentric.

Even if the identity of the twelfth floor of the South Island was exposed outside the town at that time, it was a matter of course.

Simon, however, did not do so.

This is the most incomprehensible part of the South Island.

Lu Xiaoer didn't know much about the things in between, so naturally he could only look at Nandao's attitude, his uncle was not nervous, and Lu Xiaoer naturally didn't dwell on this matter.

Nandao lowered his head and still looked at the blood in those stone slabs, in the spring rainy season, the blood in the cracks was still so rich, obviously the story that happened in the town was very heavy.

Although the two of them were left in that bamboo forest by Xie Chunxue for more than ten days, and they didn't know anything about the stories of the outside world, the attitude of those sword cultivators outside the town was obviously able to explain something.

In this land of the same stream, something is wrong.

Lu Xiaoer naturally could see it, and after looking at the street for a long time with his sword, he said in confusion: "Isn't Your Majesty a big demon today, what are they going to do?" ”

"Your Majesty is naturally a big demon, but Your Majesty has disappeared, and the Sect Master of the Cong Blade has also disappeared, so the demon clan has reason to suspect that the world has murdered them, although this idea is very bizarre, but it is not impossible."

Simon's voice came from behind the two.

Lu Xiaoer re-grasped the hilt of the Xiwu sword in his arms, and turned his head to look at the Ximen who was walking like night behind him.

Simon is not very old, otherwise he would not be on the same level as Cheng Lu.

It's just that under the black robe of Hell, the world won't care if this is a young man in his twenties.

Ximen didn't look at Lu Xiaoer, just quietly looked at Nandao, who was standing under the umbrella on the street and didn't look back.

Then he said very calmly: "The south may become a demon land at any time." ”

This is certainly not the words of the savior that made the South Island anything.

It's just explaining some reasons.

Nandao turned around and looked at Ximen for a long time, the noon sun shining on the black-robed man on the streets of Spring Town.

If it weren't for the oppression brought about by that kind of identity, Simon would not be such an annoying person.

"Why?"

Nandao asked softly.

Simon sighed.

"Because of one of your good brothers."

Nandao was stunned for a moment and looked at Ximen, who gritted his teeth with some hatred.

"Everyone in the south believes in Zhang Xiaoyu so much......"

Ximen looked up at the sky, and there was some anger and melancholy in his expression - there were many people who had called Senior Brother Zhang Xiaoyu, and he Ximen was naturally the same.

"But he started this war."

"Impossible!"

Nandao said subconsciously.

The voice was rapid and sudden, and Lu Xiaoer on the side was startled, and turned his head to look at the uncle who was holding the black umbrella beside him.

Simon said calmly: "If it is really impossible, Nandao, do you think that with those stories you have in Nanyi City, I will ignore you like this?" ”

Nandao fell silent.

Ximen walked towards the two, and also looked down at the cracks in the stone slabs in the spring in the mountain town, faintly illuminated with bright and dazzling blood.

"If you still feel like you're a human being."

Simon whispered.

"Then you have to admit it, Zhang Xiaoyu ......"

"It's the culprit of this story."

Ximen naturally guessed that there was someone else behind Zhang Xiaoyu.

In fact, after a long and tedious story, everyone will be able to guess some.

Where did all the changes in Zhang Xiaoyu come from?

After going north to the view of mountains and rivers, after fighting with the Taoist named Li Shi.

Everyone knows that Zhang Xiaoyu lost in September last year.

And then there were some very strange stories in the world.

Maybe the plotter is someone else.

It's just that this fire was personally lit by Zhang Xiaoyu in Shanyue City.

Nandao stood there stunned.

And the west gate stopped there, slowly telling the story of the mountain and moon city.

"At the first time, Heavenly Hell stopped all the investigations about the people on the twelfth floor of the human world. Together with Lingnan and the world, they threw themselves into this civil strife between the two ethnic groups......"

Simon quietly looked at the young man in front of him.

"I have to admit that you may indeed be an unsatisfactory person who accepts the will of God."

Ximen looked at the young man in front of him with a sigh who had already become a Taoist and stepped on the snow sword intent slanted bridge at some point.

Everyone in the world is struggling to step on the path of cultivation, even if it is Zhang Xiaoyu, they are the same, maybe a story of playing cards for seven years and going straight to the avenue is worthy of envy.

It's just that only Zhang Xiaoyu himself knows what it is.

How can I give the opponent a little bit of a hit.

It's an extremely complex story.

Even Bai Fengyu, who has the best talent in the world in the past hundred years, is about to enter the path before he has been practicing for a year.

But that's the case in the South Island.

When I sat in the mountains with a certain junior brother in Lingnan for a few months, and when I appeared in front of the world again, all the impressions of the past were as long as the previous life.

Especially for Simon.

There are not many people in the world who have really fought with the South Island, and he Simon is one of them.

"I heard that the Heavenly Hell of Nanyi City has been taken over by the Human Sword Sect."

Simon said calmly.

"I don't want to add the name of the twelfth floor to the already panicked mood of the world."

Nandao and Lu Xiaoer were silent.

"But as I said before, Nandao, the identity of Lingnan Sword Cultivator, in the human world, is an existence that should not be stigmatized."

Simon quietly looked at the two young men in front of him.

"I hope you are worthy of this status."

Nandao stood under the umbrella, was silent for a while, and said softly: "I naturally understand. ”

Simon smiled a little, but still a little melancholy.

"It's just a matter of the twelfth floor, we still haven't finished it, and we'll settle accounts with you in the future."

Nandao raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't you afraid that you won't be my opponent in the future?" ”

Simon walked over and said calmly, "Perhaps, but the South Island, the Heavenly Hell, will always be much stronger than you think. For example, if Nanyi City Heavenly Prison finds that this matter really can't be handled, it will finally be presented to Huaidu. ”

"Of course, not now, the most important story in the south is to stabilize the situation."

Nandao was silent for a while, and followed, and the three of them went all the way, but they climbed a long street in the town that was quite high.

The direction of the look, which is about where the White Deer City is located.

It's just that the spring mountain is separated, but there is a smell of blood wafting in the spring breeze, and you can't see such a city that has fallen hundreds of miles away.

Nan Dao looked at Ximen beside him with a solemn expression, and asked slowly: "In the world, there are really so many demon clans?" ”

Simon said calmly: "If the world lives more than 100 years, the world will have more." ”

Nandao fell silent.

This is naturally true.

"But sometimes we have to be fortunate that it is precisely because the world has only a hundred years that the world will be constantly renewed, and after a long time, it is inevitable that some deep-rooted thoughts will become stubborn diseases."

Simon stood there with the broken knife on his back.

"Just like the demon clan, the panic of a thousand years ago, they still remember, and it has become a factor of turmoil, sometimes for us, it is indeed a very incomprehensible idea."

Nandao always felt that there was something in Ximen's words, but he couldn't hear it.

Simon did not continue the meaning of those words, probably as the ruler of the heavenly hell, and the heavenly prison officials who used to roam, the things they saw were naturally different.

"The situation in Shanyue City has stabilized with the assistance of Lingnan. They should soon be heading towards White Deer City in February. ”

Simon said as if talking to himself.

"Although the demon clan is also a human being, there are times when we have to distinguish it clearly. People are people, and demons are demons, especially when they are restless. ”

"White Deer City can't fall for long." Simon turned his head to look south.

Ximen's action, Nandao naturally understood.

Nanyi City is just to the south.

In the case of the separation of yellow sorghum, this ancient city has once again become the southern gate of Huai'an.

It is also the most important passage between the north and the south.

Even the fall of Hanging Snow further north is much better than the fall of Bailu.

Although Bailu is already in the northeast of Fengqiling, it is still one of the two closest cities to Nanyi City.

The Taiyi Spring Festival has passed, and if there is really a change in the south, Bailu City will obviously become the biggest variable in the stability of Nanyi City at that time.

If Lingnan still cultivates 80,000 swords, then the surrounding area of Fengqi Ridge will naturally be more stable.

It's just that in last year's war, the Witch Ghost Dao and the 800,000 Black Armor brought too much loss to Lingnan.

This is also the reason why this Sword Sect, which is extremely close to the human world, only has time to take care of the closer Shanyue City.

Nandao looked at Simon quietly.

"What do you mean by this, Lord Simon?"

Simon raised his eyebrows and said, "You think you're still just a teenager?" The one next to you is indeed yes, the world can't blame something on his head, but you are not the South Island. ”

"The story of Nanyi City, you sit and watch it, there will be no other thoughts in the world, a fifteen-year-old boy who knows the water, the gap between him and the world is actually not very big, especially in a war in which millions of people are involved. Even if it is the cultivation of the Great Dao, there is a possibility of dying in it. ”

"But you have already attained enlightenment, your Divine Sea is mighty, and your sword can travel ten miles away. People like you are the backbone of the whole world. ”

"The reason why the Heavenly Hell has put down many things is because when the demon clan went crazy, the people on the twelfth floor who didn't go crazy were naturally the world's people. Of course. ”

Simon smiled slightly.

"People like you, who are always thinking about the sky and becoming immortals, may inevitably sneer at the world. But you have to admit that when all people are born, they always step on the earth in order to survive in peace. ”

The South Island stood quietly under the umbrella.

"I didn't...... I may have thought so. ”

Nan Dao looked at the little boy Lu Xiaoer beside him, and then looked back at Fengqiling, which was already lying far behind him.

"But I have a junior brother who taught me something."

Nandao looked at it for a long time, and then looked back at the West Gate beside him.

"So what Lord Simon thinks of, can do."

"Naturally, so will I."