Zhongnan Mountain, Tibetan Soldier Valley.

Under the gazebo, Yuan Tiangang looked at the three copper coins and a red leaf on the table in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

People are a very amazing thing.

Man is the chief of all souls, even if it is the home of ordinary people, if he gets a wise son, he will be able to glimpse a little providence in less than a hundred years.

Not to mention him.

The leaves on the horizon and the breeze on the river, he can detect every bit of movement in the heavens and the earth, and use this divination and divination, nothing is ineffective.

The situation here, since the beginning of the Ziwei Star variables, has added countless variables out of thin air......

I don't know, is it a blessing or a curse?

"Who is it? Can it disturb the heavens? ”

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In the inn, Lu Linxuan put the knife into the sheath and was about to open the door for the uninvited guests outside the door, but saw that Li Xingyun was just sitting cross-legged on the bed, using his internal force, and the golden aura ignited out of thin air in his palm, and he made a wave of motion, and the door was opened out of thin air by an inexplicable force.

Outside the door, there was a handsome young man dressed in white, with white hair on his head, a Xiuwen fan inserted in his waist, and clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes.

Zhang Zifan.

Looking at this familiar face, Li Xingyun couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he fell into the hands of Zhu Youzhen, Zhang Zifan desperately rescued him, Qianling and the ghost king fought for life and death, and he was also by his side, how dangerous it was to go to the land, and he shared life and death with him.

Even if there are some disagreements, they are still close friends.

If he is destined to be unable to get rid of the ending of becoming the next Yuan Tiangang, then Zhang Zifan is his "Li Chunfeng".

"Zhang Zifan, I've seen the two." The white-haired young man walked into the house, saluted Li Xingyun and Lu Linxuan, and said.

"You're from the Xuanming Sect?" Lu Linxuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Zifan.

The junior sister and Zhang Zifan don't get along so well, which makes Li Xingyun still a little unfamiliar, but so far, he hasn't noticed anything wrong.

"No, no, no, I'm here below." Zhang Zifan did not directly answer who he was, but denied that he was a member of the Xuanming Sect.

In all fairness, he really didn't come to Longquan, or he ran out and found a place to drink.

The rice wine didn't taste good, he drank one cup after another, and when he reacted, he had already had several catties of rice wine in his stomach, and his mind was not very clear.

I lay on the street for nearly a long time, and when I woke up again, people all over the street were spreading that there was a young hero who killed the people of the Xuanming Sect and hung the black and white impermanent head on the city wall.

The Xuanming Sect is more arrogant than the Phantom Sound Workshop and the Tongwen Pavilion, even the people on the roadside have heard of their evil deeds, so they spread ten, ten to hundred, and to this day, the entire Yuzhou City is discussing this matter regardless of whether there is a grudge against the Xuanming Sect, or even whether they know about the existence of the Xuanming Sect.

And this person is rampant and doesn't even hide his whereabouts!

As soon as Zhang Zifan inquired, he knew where Li Xingyun was now, but when he pushed the door in, he saw Li Xingyun and Lu Linxuan, which he didn't expect.

Lu Linxuan is already beautiful, and he is even more attractive to a young man like Zhang Zifan who has been managed by Li Siyuan since he was a child, the moment he saw Lu Linxuan, Zhang Zifan only felt that his heart was skipping a few beats, but at this moment, Lu Linxuan obviously didn't care about Zhang Zifan.

In the past two days, it was her senior brother who interested her more.

"This brother, dare to ask for the name of the honorable person, and I haven't asked for this girl's name yet." Zhang Zifan looked at Li Xingyun and asked, then looked at Lu Linxuan again, and asked Lu Linxuan's name, but when he asked Lu Linxuan's name, he was a little more restrained.

"My name is Li Xingyun, and this is my junior sister Lu Linxuan." Because he already knew that Zhang Zifan was a person, Li Xingyun trusted Zhang Zifan very much.

"Is this girl also the apprentice of Uncle Yang's predecessor?

Oh, by the way, I want to remind you two to get out of here quickly, otherwise, there may be disaster. Zhang Zifan was amazed by Lu Linxuan's beauty and temperament for a while, but soon, he remembered what he was doing here, and opened his mouth to look at Li Xingyundao.

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Xuanming Sect, Yuzhou rudder.

The four little leaders of the Xuanming Sect, who were dressed in black and gold iron armor and wore ghost faces, were discussing in the place where they originally practiced on weekdays in black and white impermanence.

"It's really unlucky, the fire Lingzhi has been lost, if the chief rudder is to blame, he must not put us all to death." A small boss walked around the room, exasperated.

"No, when the time comes, let's push all the responsibilities on Chang Haoling and their brothers and sisters, isn't it over?" Seeing that he was so anxious, the other spoke.

"Anyway, those two wastes are also dead, can the dead man open his mouth to defend himself?" The other laughed and said nonchalantly.

"You know a fart, that black and white impermanence is a confidant of Master Meng Po, is this black pot so easy to detain?

The documents of the chief rudder have come down, the two impermanence is invincible, martyrdom and death, the fire lingzhi is gone, there is no trace of Uncle Yang, and now there is a trace of Uncle Yang's apprentice, when the time comes, if the bamboo basket is empty, the chief helm will be blamed, and we must not all be executed! The leader of the golden armor was even more annoyed when he heard this, and said to a few people.

What did these bastards do they do to the helmsman of the Xuanying Sect?

However, before he could think about it, a Xuanming Sect minions came in, knelt on one knee, and reported: "Ladies and gentlemen, Yan Jun has arrived. ”

"What!" All four were shocked.

But before the four of them could react again, they felt a strong wind coming from outside the door, and when they turned around, a short and fat man wearing red armor, with his upper body exposed, and a bearded face was already standing on the high platform of the secret room.

"See Yan Jun." In the secret room, all the members of the Xuanming Sect bowed down and bowed.

Xuanming Sect, Zhaosheng Yanjun, Jiang Zhaoyi.

"Where is the Longquan Sword?" Jiang Zhaoyi turned his head to a golden-armored minion leader and asked.

"Back to ...... Back to Yan Jun's words, no, I don't know...... Yes!!! Before the leader of the golden armor could finish speaking, he was kicked out by Jiang Zhaoyi and hit the wall.

The iron armor fell to the ground with a heavy thud, and the minion leader was out of breath.

Immediately, Jiang Zhaoyi walked to a small leader and asked, "I heard that you have found the traces of Uncle Yang, where is Uncle Yang?" ”

"Yan Jun atoned for his sins, Yan Jun spared his life, his subordinates, his subordinates don't know yet, but his subordinates will ...... immediately" Similarly, before he finished speaking, he was picked up by Jiang Zhaoyi with one arm holding his head, and Jiang Zhaoyi's huge palm almost covered his entire head.

Suddenly, I saw Jiang Zhaoyi's hand holding the minion leader turn red, like burning coal, and like magma, exuding an astonishing heat that was enough to smelt gold and iron, burning the minion leader's head to ashes.

"Waste, I don't know if it's a question, what's the use of leaving you?"