The Son of Heaven was furious and bled and drifted

Luo Jing was under the bloody suppression of the inner court, but after three days, it was completely quiet

And the price is that nearly 100 officials, big and small, have fallen to the ground.

In the post house, looking at the panicked pedestrians on the street, Cheng Xiaokai sighed, "It seems that this wise majesty for a long time has now lost his proportion."

"It's too normal" Chen Qingshuang said lightly, "The Great Zhou is now stormy, it is the time to use severe punishment, these people may not have two hearts, but their practice is easy to induce civil uprising, the emperor is understandable to do this"

"After all, he doesn't have time to slowly sort out who of these courtiers is loyal and who has different intentions."

"But you, what are you doing all the time in Luojing?"

"Waiting for someone" Cheng Xiao laughed and said, "Waiting for someone to come to the door"

"Who?" Chen Qingshuang was puzzled: "Uncle Shi, what are you anxious about, don't you know when the people come?" ”

When the words fell, a small servant whispered an inquiry outside the door

"Mr. Cheng, there is a visitor"

Cheng Xiaokai suddenly chuckled, "Huh." Isn't this coming? ”

"Let him in"

With a burst of gentle footsteps, Ye Xueyan pushed open the door of Cheng Xiaokai

Chen Qingshuang and Cheng Xiaokai were all stunned

Chen Qingshuang was puzzled: "This is the person you are waiting for?" ”

Cheng Xiaokai scratched his head, "No... But looking at her outfit, it should have something to do with that person."

"Suppress the Evil Division?"

"Right"

Ye Xueyan frowned and listened to the whispers of the two, and said first, "I have seen the two high-level apprentices of Tianji Tower, the little girl Ye Xueyan, a member of the Xuan-level Division of the Evil Division, and I have come here to inquire about something."

"Let's sit down first," Cheng Xiao laughed and said, "I should know your intentions, the same surname is Ye, you want to ask Ye Wuwu's whereabouts, right?" ”

Ye Xueyan nodded, "Please let me know"

"He's fine, he's currently recuperating in Wanhua Valley, and the divine doctor Liu Chaochao is on the side" Cheng Xiaokai didn't hide it, he told on the spot, seeing Ye Xueyan's angry look, and added, "The person who injured him, you and I can't help it, so calm down first"

"There is also an inquiry below"

"Please say," Ye Xueyan said with anger suppressed

"Who asked you to find it," Cheng Xiaokai said curiously

"Although I live in the post house of the official face, my identity is not something that a Xuan-level member of the Evil Suppression Division can know."

"It's the director of my town that asked the little woman to come to find Your Excellency," Ye Xueyan said calmly

"And what if I don't see you?" Cheng Xiaokai asked with interest

The next moment

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A sword roared

A willow leaf came automatically without wind, and then Shi Shiran stopped at Cheng Xiaokai's eyebrows

Ye Xueyan was stunned

Cheng Xiaokai's face twitched

"Okay, good old sword master, you really have a hand in bullying the small."

Call~

The wind was blowing on the flat ground in the house, and in a blink of an eye, an old figure suddenly appeared

Mu Chengyun, who came in a flash, stood with his hands in his hands, and said lightly, "What should you do if you kid is bullying?" ”

"Xueyan is not an old man's relative, she is better than an old man's relative, you are still slacking off in front of the old man, are you really the old man dead?"

Cheng Xiaokai smiled and said, "How dare I, people in the world see Xiao Tieyi of Jianmen Mountain ascending to the Sword Saint, the holy position is not there, I think you have died, but it is clear that the sword you put in your sword mound is still as clean as new."

Mu Chengyun raised his eyebrows slightly, "You kid has also been to the old man's tomb?" ”

Cheng Xiaokai explained with a dry smile: "Hey, hey... It's not... Would you like to confirm the news?"

Mu Chengyun turned his gaze to Chen Qingshuang and sneered, "I'm quite well prepared, let this little girl come, is it planning to salute first and then soldier?" ”

Chen Qingshuang was at a loss in her eyes, not knowing what her plan was for her detached nephew

Cheng Xiaokai hurriedly explained, "Don't be, don't misunderstand, this uncle who is not born in the world, I also came out of the mountain to protect me, as for my intention..."

Cheng Xiaokai straightened his expression, and said in a condensed voice, "I want to ask the old sword saint to make a sword."

Mu Chengyun's face moved, his eyes were far away, and he didn't say a word, and Cheng Xiao was happy when he saw it

After a while, Mu Chengyun said lightly, "When?"

"Three months later," Cheng Xiaokai said solemnly, "Three months later, Zhou Tian Ten Thousand Stars Formation will be formed, and the Nine Holy Lands will attack the Heavenly Demons"

"But at that time, all the half-saints, except for the book saint who needed to restrain the Heavenly Demon Emperor, the rest were all out of the big array."

"So, you need to make a sword"

"Is it against that thing?" Mu Chengyun looked at the cracks in the air and said calmly

"Yet"

"Yes, bring it" Mu Chengyun's eyes narrowed and glanced at Cheng Xiaokai

His eyes widened slightly, and he couldn't help but shake his whole body, and said with a dry smile, "Take it... What are you going to take? ”

"You dug up the old man's grave, what do you say" Mu Chengyun said lightly

Cheng Xiaokai's face was full of embarrassment and said, "Ahem, cough, ahem... Didn't plane... Next.... It's just a little trick... Is to take... Taken out"

"Senior, this is your saber"

After the words fell, Cheng Xiaokai took out a three-foot sheathed long sword from his treasure bag

The scabbard was jet black and cold, and the sword body was straight and ungridded, making the scabbard and the hilt merge, but no one would look at it as a wooden stick

Because there was a scarlet line of blood running through the blade and hilt of the sword

Also because of this sword, named Fu Shen, is the sword saint of the past, Mu Chengyun sword

Mu Chengyun took the long sword and stroked the restless sword body in amazement

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting"

The sword is hidden in its sheath, and it is self-singing without wind, as if it has a sense of grievance

Smelling it hurts your mind

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The long sword ejected straight out of the scabbard, and the sword body was as bright as new, only at the tip of the sword, a drop of scarlet blood quietly flickered

In the light of day, the drops of blood shimmered with a faint water as if they had just dripped up

Cheng Xiaokai looked at the sword body suspiciously, "This drop of blood..."

"Why are you asking so much" Mu Chengyun said indifferently, "The things have been delivered, and the words are finished, is there anything else?" ”

"It's gone, it's gone!" Cheng Xiaokai hurriedly said, "Then you are busy first, and then you will withdraw first."

After speaking, Cheng Xiaokai pulled his uncle's sleeve and walked out of the room, and then closed the door intimately

Chen Qingshuang's eyes were disdainful

The two went downstairs to settle the bill, paid for another day's room, and left quietly

Cheng Xiaokai looked at Chen Qingshuang's eyes, and said helplessly, "Uncle Shi, don't laugh at me, you see the famous sword ups and downs, don't you know the identity of that person?" ”

"Sword Saint," Chen Qingshuang said lightly, "The Sword Saint of the past made you afraid of being like this... Phew"

"Oh, my uncle, you said it easily, then you know his strength, uncle, although you also have the realm of semi-saints, although you have not taken the holy position, your strength is not weak others"

"But this one is different, you didn't pick it up because there was a book saint in front of you, and you couldn't pick it up"

"He didn't take it because he didn't want it... Back then, a sword broke into the air, and the terrifying sword qi overflowed Kyushu, and he didn't see the light of day for three breaths, only his sword qi was seen."

"What's more, Uncle Shi, have you seen the drop of blood on the tip of his sword?"

Chen Qingshuang frowned, "I saw it, the breath is noble and domineering, not like the blood of the world, do you know the way to come?" ”

Cheng Xiaokai sighed, "Uncle Shi, do you recall the breath of the one who almost slapped Ye Wuwu to death, is it very similar to this blood breath?"