Good morning, everyone, come on,.!

The name of the Yanyu Building is full of poetry and picturesqueness, and people can't help but imagine a picture of "late spring, small bridges and flowing water, and misty rain".

However, Tan Weiran would never have such a reverie, just because he knew very well what Yanyulou meant.

The Three Thousand Desolate Realms are as big as the Jade Void Sect, and they can only radiate hundreds of generations of the Void Realm.

Where there is demand, there is a deal. So, countless years ago, when no one knew about it, an organization specializing in selling intelligence came into being.

Whether you like it or not, whether you resist it or not, you can't stop it. Where there is a sunny side, there will naturally be a dark side, which is not determined by anyone's obstruction, and its living soil is innate, from ancient times to the present.

It is like the sale of stolen goods in a black building, like the intelligence of a rainy building, and like a more despicable and gloomy one.

When he was adrift in his previous life, he saw it in person, was angry, and struggled. In the end, he found that he was powerless after all, and silently watched this monster growing on the dark soil.

Anyone who has experience and experience and is well-informed generally knows that, for example, if you want information on certain areas, the Black House will be a pretty good choice.

Strictly speaking, the main business of the black building is the sale of stolen goods, and the sale of intelligence is a side business. The characteristic of the black building is that it covers a wide area, and the black stores are scattered all over the place, so as to realize the collection and circulation of information. In addition, the style is more exquisite, and there is rarely that kind of information involving personal privacy.

If you want to inquire about someone, Yanyu Building is one of the good choices.

Before going to the Yanyu Building, Tan Weiran cautiously changed his outfit. and a veil. It's not that he's overly cautious, it's absolutely necessary, and it's a habit brought back from a previous life.

The organization that sells information is doing this kind of business, even if it is clean, it is very limited. The black building has a good reputation and pays attention to things, even so. I have done things where someone else just came to buy the news, and then turned around and revealed the person's whereabouts to this person's mortal enemy.

Today, such organizations are still subject to the existing order for the time being. Wait until a few years. This kind of thing goes on and on.

Some intelligence forces are willing to sell any information, no matter how secret, as long as they can sell it at the right price. Even the whereabouts of the illegitimate son of the sect master of the Jade Void Sect dare to sell it to you, even the whereabouts of the Doom Realm dare to sell.

Tan Weiran had the impression that later, the Yujing Sect general would discover the whereabouts of a cave, and before he had time to explore, a certain intelligence force would not know where to get it, and even flamboyantly peddled it, which was rampant.

Feng Xue's eyes were straight, and he just went to buy information, why did he make such a big move? Shaking his head in confusion, he waited quietly in the dark.

Not for a while. Tan Weiran quietly returned, took off his scarf, and changed into another outfit: "There is no personal news about Yang Tianqi, but there are several footholds for the people from Luoxia Sect this time. Recently, it was in a manor annex twenty miles outside the city. ”

The wind blows the snow and points and asks questions. Tan Weiran smiled dumbly, and explained as he walked: "It's not a bad thing to guard against a little." In short, if it is not necessary, try to deal with these few organizations that sell information as little as possible. If you have to deal with it, it's best to make a deal with the black building. At least the black building is a little more exquisite. ”

The wind and snow are not too young, and when they hear the description of Tan Weiran, they can't help but be dumbfounded, it's too bad and too unheard of. couldn't help but say, "Then do it, don't do business?"

Tan Weiran said coldly: "It's like Yanyu Lou sold you, even if you are lucky enough to survive, what can you do with it?" If you are not a genius wind blowing snow, but someone else." The wind blew the snow and was speechless.

"The first is the power, and the second is the ability to watch people cook. Tan Weiran condensed it into one sentence.

Therefore, in the troubled times that followed, it was really chaotic. On one side is the rise of geniuses and heroes, and in the darkness, there are even more demons dancing.

The wind blew the snow silently and let out a sigh. With strange eyes, he looked up and down at this new friend of life and death, and felt very strange in his heart.

Tan Weiran, who is seven or eight years younger than him, actually knows so many shady private things that are not very visible. It really made him feel an indescribable strangeness, not like a fledgling young man, but like an old monk who had seen all the vicissitudes of life.

Noticing his friend's strange eyes, Tan Weiran raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

The wind blew Xue smiled dumbly, shaking her head and saying nothing.

Tan Weiran said lightly: "Recuperate well, and after nightfall, do a big job." ”

............

When night falls, the moonlight casts a glow on the horizon. Tan Weiran and the wind and snow quickly stepped on the road.

Trees, mountains and rocks, rapidly retreating backwards from in front of them. Tan Weiran turned into a shadow, constantly moving in the mountains and forests, flying hundreds of feet every time, full of fierce atmosphere.

The wind blows and the snow writhes, seemingly slowly, but in fact it follows closely, full of frost-like atmosphere.

A faint large courtyard full of pastoral style jumps into view.

The wind blew the snow and suddenly said: "Have you ever thought that if Rui'er ......?"

Tan Weiran raised his eyebrows like a sword, and rose into the air and landed on a mountain peak, overlooking the courtyard from the cliff, revealing a trace of remembrance: "A friend once had some myths and doubts about some things, so he came to ask me ......"

The wind blows the snow and waits quietly, quietly listening.

"If we are confronted with bullying and killing, our counterattack creates a killing cycle. But are we crying, are we laughing, are we being killed, are we lamenting the unfairness of life, and the heavens are unkind?"

The wind blew the snow and was silent, silently chewing on this sentence.

Standing under the moon, Tan Weiran's clothes were fluttering, and he looked at the courtyard below with coldness, and said lightly: "Actually, I have always wanted to tell him my answer." Just ......"

It's just that it was too late.

The wind blows the snow and says slowly: "What is it?"

The black caftan swayed in the night, exuding a sinister atmosphere. Tan Weiran condensed and took a black scarf, the black scarf and the magic robe are basically the same texture, they have been refined, and said calmly: "My generation is a martial monk, and I should be born with an unyielding heart. On the way of our cultivation and pursuit of immortal martial arts, we will definitely defend the people and things we love. ”

Unhurriedly, he tied the black scarf to his face, revealing the upper part of his eyes, exuding a creepy bloody aura, as if he was incarnated as a star in the dark night:

Tan Weiran said lightly: "So, my choice is to give an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth." ”

In an instant, it turned into a light full of slaughter and pounced down!

At this time, the moonlight seemed to be stained with a heavy layer of blood.

The wind blows the snow and slowly reins in his distracting thoughts, holding the sword in his arms, and waiting for the opportunity with a blank face. Silently looking forward to it in the bottom of my heart, looking forward to it and hoping that the little girl was safe and sound.

In the courtyard, three guards leaned lazily against the wall, whispering in a low voice.

A thin man looked at the bright moonlight, licked his lips and remembered the chest of the sweet girl in Tianxianglou, just like the moon here, which made him reverie countless times: "Let's go to Tianxianglou tomorrow?"

"Miss your sweet girl again?" An old middle-aged man shook his head: "You have a wife at home, why do you go to the Qinglou so often." ”

"Hey, skinny monkey, be careful of cuckolding. A middle-aged man teased on the side, seeing that the thin man looked unkind, he changed the topic and said, "Have you heard, another young guy came out the day before yesterday." ”

"It seems to be called Xu Weiran. The thin man looked jealous and said angrily, "What's the big deal, it's just that I have a good background, if I have those bullshit geniuses, I can do better than them." ”

"Fart. The old man couldn't help but scold: "Those casual cultivators, who has a good background, you thin monkey earned some spirit stones and threw them to Tianxianglou, you don't work hard, weird people have good talents? ”

This old man has seen it clearly for so many years: "When Lao Tzu was young, he was also envious and jealous of those geniuses, and later found out that Lao Tzu didn't even dare to take half a step out of the Zhou Tian Desolate Realm, so why compare with others?"

"Thin monkey, when you ran to the Qinglou, people were cultivating. Lao Niu, when you exchanged the spirit stones you earned for money to your family, people were fighting. What are we all doing, what are people doing?"

"Uncle Du......" The thin monkey and the old cow were incessant.

Uncle Du sighed, he was also young, and he knew that this kind of hopeless fate of watching geniuses emerge in an endless stream, but he could only guard this hopeless fate for the rest of his life, that kind of contrast, it was definitely a hundred claws scratching his heart, and the fire of jealousy was burning.

"Man, that's it, Anfen is a way to live...... Restlessness is another way to live. ”

Snort!

The faint sound of the wind crept into my ears from a strange place. Uncle Du looked up strangely and looked at the old cow and the thin monkey, and a line of blood came out of the throats of the two people, sneering and spraying blood.

Uncle Du was so shocked that when he opened his mouth to shout, a cold sword was handed to him with great accuracy. A faint voice came into his ears: "You are very good, give you a way to live, let's go, go as far as you want." ”

Tan Weiran slowly retracted his sword, turned around and went deeper. Uncle Du opened his mouth to shout, but suddenly stopped, and saw that the black-shirted masked man melted into the darkness like ink, he hesitated, stomped his feet fiercely and turned around and fled.

Tan Weiran smiled faintly, sneaked in, and flew in on tiptoe. Three guards passed by, and his sword sneered at three in succession.

The remaining one took a breath and shouted wildly: "There is an assassin ......" and then fell down with a bang, not knowing that this was a breath that Tan Weiran deliberately left for him.

Tan Weiran stood still, waiting expressionlessly.

The courtyard here is one of the places where the people who participated in the organization of the Luoxia Sect settled down, and there were many people. Rather than being surrounded and outnumbered, try to trap one or two people first.

With a wild shout from the guard, there was a vibration sound in the courtyard, and a figure quickly broke through the air, stirring up air fluctuations, and a faint punch with ten percent fist intent hit the air.

Lingyou powerhouse, come to one just right.

Tan Weiran raised his head slightly, full of fierceness, and his eyes jumped with blazing flames.

With a flick of his sleeves, the air seemed to stir up a huge wave, rolling away like a wave.

In the blink of an eye, a jet-black Tan Weiran's body flickered, and then with a flick of his sleeves, he drew his sword and released ten percent of the sword intent, and the nine sections of thunder Yin stirred up purple thunder and swept through.

The domineering sword intent is like the thunder of the Nine Heavens, enveloping the heavens and the earth. Almost at the same time, Tan Weiran's mouth spewed a hidden and terrifying blue light! If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )