The cold wind blows a little cold on your face, but it doesn't matter, just wrap your coat tightly, and you can resist this seemingly unbearable cold by yourself.

Zhou Lunnan Jianlang Kennet and the four of them walked on the cold but noisy street, their breath turned into frost, everyone's mouth continued to bubble out with their breathing, everyone was smiling, very happy, perhaps, happiness for them, very simple, simple to reach.

This kind of life, no strife, no disturbance, you can walk into a barbecue restaurant with the person you like, and then you can have fun all night, on the way home, there are fireworks in the distance as the background.

However, this is an era of cannibalism, and if you don't try to become strong, you can only be ready to be served to the table at any time.

You can rest assured, not even bones will be left for you.

The four of them walked into a hotel, stood in the lobby for a while, and then heard a group of people next to them who were enthusiastic about discussing the recent hot events on the rivers and lakes.

Not only will they not retire from the stage of history, but with the development of the times, they have also developed into today's super formal gossip entertainment company, which can collect the latest information from all over the world at the fastest speed every day.

Zhou Lun looked at these people sitting at the wine table, and felt that they were all good dog team materials, and if they were allowed to go to Shanghai, they should be able to make a big difference.

In this society, there is always a group of people who need a dog team, because without them, there is no gossip, and without gossip, that part of the people will not survive.

It's like bacteria have lost their nutrients.

In Zhou Lun's words: The shell lang who lost the cow!

But no matter what, now Zhou Lun and they urgently need these ancient city dog teams, because it seems that only they know the location of the Chenmen Poison Village.

The four of them walked over and found a seat closer to them and sat down, listening carefully to their conversation, and then Zhou Lun simply brought a pot of wine and sat down at their table.

As the saying goes, a pot of spirits makes all the friends in the world.

After the arrogant Zhou Lun sat down, he quickly became familiar with those knights, and when they saw the sword on Zhou Lun's back, they immediately became interested.

One person said: This brother is a martial arts hero at first glance.Because he has just finished eating meat, the corners of his mouth are covered with oil and water, and he can still reflect light.

Zhou Lun laughed after hearing this, and when he saw that his mouth was full of oil and water, he subconsciously wiped his mouth, and then replied: Oh!

The sword on the back of the little brother is a peerless sword at first glance, and it is by no means comparable to the swords cast in ordinary blacksmith shops.

Zhou Lun laughed from ear to ear after hearing this.

The other said, "Little brother, can you take the sword off and let me wait for an eye-opener."

Without saying a word, Zhou Lun took the sword off his back and put it on the dining table.

Nan Jian and the others, who were sitting at the other table, did not come over, but they kept paying attention to the situation here.

Nan Jian noticed that when Zhou Lun just placed the sword on the table, the man's eyes widened, and his eyes stared directly at the Desperate Sword on the table.

The man stared at the Desperate Sword and said excitedly: This, this is the Desperate Sword, the Desperate Sword is actually in your hand!

I didn't expect that at such a young age, I actually had a Mortal Sword.Forgive us for not knowing Taishan.As soon as the man recognized the Desperate Sword, he immediately got up and clasped his hands into fists on his chest, making a respectful attitude.

Zhou Lun was stunned all of a sudden, and he sat there not knowing what to do, so he had to turn his head slightly and saw Nan Jian, who was holding a wine glass and looking at him, Nan Jian smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

The other two people at the table also stood up, approached the ear of the person who clasped their fists and bowed, and whispered: Senior brother, have you admitted your mistake, the master once said that the Desperate Sword has long been lost in the world, and it has not appeared in the world for hundreds of years, so you must not be mistaken.

The senior brother glanced at his junior brother and scolded angrily: The Desperate Sword is the treasure of this sect, how can I not know the gift!

Before he could salute quickly, he saw the sword as if he saw the ancestor and his old man, and the senior brother took the lead in kneeling down after speaking, and then the two disciples also knelt down one after another.

Suddenly, Zhou Lun felt as if a lot of thorns had suddenly appeared on the stool, which made him Zhou Lun restless.

Zhou Lun immediately got up to help, and said: Brothers, why is this, please get up, please get up.

No one has ever knelt down for me when I'm so big!" Zhou Lun said in his heart.

With Zhou Lun's support, the three knights got up and returned to their original seats.

Under Zhou Lun's curious inquiry, the senior brother said: The three of us are all disciples of the Desperate Sect on the Desperate Mountain, living in the Desperate Mountain Villa in the Desperate Mountain, and studying swordsmanship with the master on weekdays, and have always been ignorant of the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

Although my desperate sect is not a major sect in the rivers and lakes, but there are more than 500 disciples, six uncles were murdered, we can't ignore it, we must ask for an explanation, let them hand over the murderer, for our uncle to pay for his life. must expose it to the bright future, so that the heroes of the world can ask for it.

How do you know that your six senior uncles died at the hands of Chenmen Poison Village? Zhou Lun asked, and at the same time, he saw the excitement in the eyes of the senior brother, a kind of anger from the heart.

The senior brother raised his voice and said: This is still false, this is an indisputable fact.After the bodies of the six senior uncles were transported to the Desperate Mountain, the autopsy conducted by the master himself.When he said this, the senior brother couldn't help crying, tears flowed down his cheeks, and his voice choked and continued: The master found the seven-step soul breaking dispersion in their livers, you must know that this kind of powerful poison is only available in Chenmen Poison Village.

Zhou Lun nodded lightly, did not speak, and did not know what Lu Dao was thinking in his heart, and looked a little thoughtful.

But after a while, Zhou Lun realized, he took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to him, thinking to himself: How can this martial arts practitioner love to cry.

Later, Zhou Lun wanted to divert the topic, and he didn't want to look at the old man in front of him crying, so Zhou Lun said: This sword is indeed a desperate sword, but I don't know much about it.

As soon as he mentioned the Death Sword, Zhou Lun was surprised to find that the senior brother in front of him had turned into heavy rain in an instant, the tears on his face were vaguely changeable, but his eyes became extremely shiny, as if he was introducing his family's heirloom to others.

Senior Brother said: The Desperate Sword was created by our Desperate Ancestor, the Absolute Ancestor, who wore the Desperate Sword and came to the Desperate Mountain, so he founded our current Desperate Sect.

Zhou Lun listened to this senior brother talking, as if he was listening to a tongue twister, the creation of the Desperate Sect by the Desperate Ancestor made people feel so simple to him, and it was too simple to create a sect without much effort.

Zhou Lun knew what this senior brother was thinking, he wanted my sword, and he didn't seem to want to say more about their desperate sect.

Zhou Lun asked again: Senior brother, then tell me about this Ultimate Sword.

The elder brother said: For this sword, to be honest, I don't know much, I only saw it in the books in the library of our Desperate Mountain Villa, so I recognized its appearance at a glance.

At that time, the ancestor of Yangzhong was one of the supreme spiritual power of this faction, and the head ordered him to go down the mountain to help the imperial court, and gave him a desperate sword, how did he expect that the enemy army at that time had demon beasts to help, extremely powerful, invulnerable, our army was defeated and retreated, and the ancestor of Yangzhong also died on the battlefield, and the desperate sword disappeared from the world in this way, and never appeared. (To be continued......)