"Refreshment? Why are you here? The man with the hat stood up and asked in a deep voice.

"If you can be here, why can't I?" Isn't it, Elder Xiao Hongxiao? ”

"I don't want to do anything with the people of the Four Divine Palaces, you can leave now." Xiao Hong said.

"I don't want to do anything with the seniors of Xuanyuemen, so let's leave, Prince Su can't get out of the capital." There should be no concession in the slightest.

"Then I'll go to Beijing." Xiao Hong said.

"You don't dare." Review should be said.

"You can try." Xiao Hong said.

He brushed the dust and said, "Then I'll try." ”

Xiao Hong didn't move, he said, "You didn't go to rob the treasure? ”

"You have gone to great lengths to provide me with opportunities, so why should I not take them?" Wen Guying looked Xiao Hong up and down, and said: "I was born too late, I have never seen Elder Xiao's past demeanor with my own eyes, but I have also heard many rumors related to Ling, the predecessor who once dared to protect the mountain gate with a single person, but now he has become a lackey of a mortal prince, and he doesn't even dare to enter the capital, what happened in the middle?" ”

Xiao Hong was silent.

The hat covered his facial features, and Wen Jiuying couldn't see his expression, but he sensed that he didn't want to do it.

"Is it just because Ascension failed?" Review should be asked.

"Just? Wen boy, you haven't even touched the threshold of ascension, what qualifications do you have to judge me? Xiao Hong said: "I am no longer Elder Xiao of Xuanyue Sect, just a struggling and living casual cultivator, but if you want to stop me, you are not enough." ”

"Then I'll try." The repetition should be repeated.

"You're already seriously injured, so why bother getting involved in this muddy water." Xiao Hong said.

"This is my way." Review should be said.

After saying that, Wen Guying heard the soft and fluttering sound of the wind, and he finally determined that he was indeed the Wind Riding Monk from Heyuan Town.

After the failure of the ascension, Xiu Wei fell into such a situation that even Luo Xueli's dream realm technique could not be broken, and he was even put around his neck and dragged to the ground. If he deserves to be in this situation, then he might as well die.

The dust beam swayed gently in the breeze, and in an instant, Xiao Hong's figure was already hidden in the gust of wind, and the ginkgo biloba leaves fell to the ground in the wind, spilling like gold.

He should know that he only has one chance to make a shot with all his might.

When he first sensed the birth of the treasure, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and Gong Wuguang also persuaded him that more things were better than less. As the personal disciple of the old palace master of the Four Divine Palaces, he did not miss the resources, and as a monk who re-followed the path, he was not afraid of things.

So he went.

After the two of them intersected more than a hundred times, the wind began to become fierce, and everything appeared in the wind, heading towards the old and the old should be strangled. Wen should wave the dust, and he was so calm that he blocked them one by one.

Review should judge Xiao Hong's strength, cultivate above him, and the spells are also very exquisite, complete to the fullest.

It's just that...... I always felt like something was missing.

The faint sound of bells echoed in the wind.

Magic weapon.

Vientiane was united in the ringing of the bell, and the ginkgo biloba leaves on the ground formed a formation at some point, imprisoning the old people in it, and the leaves were haunted and wrapped around the dust.

With a wave of his strength, his body soared into the air like a bird, and the thin lines of dust scattered in all directions, flashing in all directions with a light as sharp as a needle tip.

Then, a pitch-black sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. He stared at the Vientiane that was closing towards him, and without hesitation, he swung his sword into the void. The sword light flickered, and where the tip of the sword pointed, a powerful force surged, as if opening the heavens and the earth. Everything has changed because of this.

The sword qi passed through Vientiane, slashing and whirling in mid-air, and Xiao Hong, who was originally hiding in the wind, revealed his body again, and then was pierced by the black sword.

"You don't have a Dao heart." Review should be said.

Xiao Hong knelt on the ground, he held the hilt of the black sword, and slowly pulled out the sword body, but not a drop of blood flowed out. He said, "It's good that Yang Jiu has a disciple like you. ”

The wind dispersed.

Wen Guying reached out to catch the dust and said, "I think so too." ”

"Today you win, I'll leave." Xiao Hong said.

"Elder Xiao has gone all the way." Review should be said.

Xiao Hong nodded, he stood up, threw the black sword to Wen Guying and said, "This sword is a little worse." ”

"It works." Review should be said.

"We'll see you later." Xiao Hong said, turned around, walked forward, and after a few steps, he stopped again.

He asked, "What would you do if you found out that the path you had taken for thousands of years was wrong?" ”

"Go down." Review should be said.

Xiao Hong nodded and continued to walk forward, and the figure quickly disappeared into the night.

Wen Guying stood for a while, and only after Shen Nian couldn't tell Xiao Hong could not tell him, did he sit down on the ground, and he took out a pot of wine and a wine glass. After pouring a full bottle of wine and taking a sip, his face suddenly turned pale, and it took a long time before he eased up.

He put down his glass, crossed his hands behind his head, and lay down with a long sigh of relief.

"This time, I have to learn from Brother Li to lie down for a few days." He said as he looked at the night sky, a smile on his lips. His body slowly sank into the dirt.

A few ginkgo biloba leaves fell where he had previously slumped.

……

The carriage drove quickly from the eastern city to the location of the old palace.

Li Chuan opened the curtain, and the streets on both sides were blurred in the night.

"Your Majesty will always convict Prince Su this time, right?" Gongji said.

"Maybe." Luo Xueli said.

"Senior Brother Luo, are you deliberately pretending to be in retreat?" Gong Er asked.

"Not really," replied Luxeri, "and they sent the old turtle to keep an eye on me in my retreat." ”

"Did the old turtle find out that you were out of the customs?" Gong Er asked.

Luo Xueli touched his chin and said, "He may still be dreaming." ”

Gong Er sorted it out in his heart, and then said: "Prince Su has made a lot of arrangements in order to escape from the capital. ”

Li Chuan put down the curtain, turned his head and said, "I don't know if Daoist Wen has gotten the treasure." ”

"It's not clear, I've heard that many sects have gone to the sect, and there are a few monks who have been in retreat for a long time, and they have all been out of the customs because of this," Luo Xueli looked at the pot on the ground, the moonlight in the pot was rippling, and he said, "I feel that there is a kind of spirituality in the things in the pot." Four Heavenly Xuanzhong may be able to find some records of this item. When Daoist Wen returns to Beijing, we will ask him and make plans. ”

"Okay." Li Chuan replied casually.

Luo Xueli stared at the broken pot for a while, and said: "Outside the capital, someone should pick up Prince Su, and when they are sent to the old palace, I will go outside the city to search." ”

(End of chapter)