At sunset, twilight hits, the distant sky flickers the afterglow of the setting sun, the dusk daylight spreads on the wide, deserted streets, occasionally you can see naughty children, holding their fathers who have worked hard outside for a day at the door of their homes, their rough hands have touched the child's immature face, their weather-beaten faces, showing a gratifying smile, and the small traders on the street are also dragging their tired skins, slowly packing up the goods in front of them, and hurriedly ending the ordinary day.

The sunset is infinitely good, but it is almost dusk, two figures slowly walk on the twilight street, one is tall, one is short, the afterglow obliquely shines on the blurred figure, and two long shadows are pulled out on the ground, gradually getting closer, only to see that the original vague figure is gradually clear, the taller young man, dressed in silk black, carrying a long sword, a thin body, with a beard on his mouth, seems to be a man in green clothes, but the eyes are extremely beautiful, like moonlight, clear and clear.

Slowly stretching out his hand, feeling the fading daylight, Xiao Yueming smiled slightly, as if remembering what Su Lan said in Baiyue Tower, and couldn't help but ask softly:

"Brother Su, that day on the Baiyue Tower, Er Mazi and I once said that we would go to the rivers and lakes with swords and stand a place in this martial arts, did you say that you wanted to break into the world with me, do you remember?"

Asking this, Xiao Yueming's heart, even on the bank of the Juyang River, did not fluctuate in the slightest when he fought to the death of the master, and he was a little nervous at this time.

Su Lan walked beside Xiao Yueming, watching the surrounding scenery, and secretly recalled, as if it was true, it was just a drunken remark that day, but now listening to Xiao Yueming mention it, Su Lan is also secretly thinking to himself, "This person walks the rivers and lakes, I'm afraid it's a little boring, with this dead man as a companion, it can also add some fun." ＂

"Well, I did say that the three of them traveling together sounds like a lot of fun. ＂

Su Lanmei's eyes wandered, and her tone was indifferent.

Hearing this, Xiao Yueming couldn't help but smile gently, the originally somewhat nervous mood completely disappeared with Su Lan's consent, and neither of them said a word, just strolling quietly on the gradually dark street.

One step, two steps, one hundred steps...... Su Lan slowly stopped, looked up, and saw that the last dusk, the pitch-black sky, only a round of cold moon, bowed to Xiao Yueming, Su Lan said goodbye: "Brother Xiao, let's stop today, and see off Brother Qianshen together tomorrow." ＂

After Su Lanxing arched his hand, he slowly turned around, Xiao Yueming's head, which was originally lowered because of the salute, slowly raised, and under the mahogany plaque of the Yunlin Inn, there was a somewhat slender back of Tsing Yi, slightly distracted, Xiao Yueming subconsciously spoke:

"Wait a minute!"

Su Lan's figure was stunned, and she turned her head in some confusion, and there was some incomprehension in her clear eyes.

Touching his sleeves, Xiao Yueming took out a wooden box, which was the hairpin that he had won by guessing the riddle during the day, stepped forward slowly, and put the wooden box in his hand in Su Lan's arms, Xiao Yue smiled, her angular face was extremely handsome, and said:

"Brother Su, this golden box auspicious cloud hairpin was won by you and me together, how can it be swallowed by the next person, but this hairpin is a dead thing, and it can't be divided into two halves, this time it will be given to Brother Su, but Brother Su must remember that you owe me this half of the hairpin. ＂

Holding the wooden box with both hands, the wooden box is not heavy, but it is a little faintly cool, Su Lan was a little stunned, and his voice was faintly incomprehensible:

"Okay, okay...... ＂。

Ignoring Su Lan who was standing at the door, Xiao Yueming took one last look, then turned to leave, and his figure gradually disappeared into the night.

When Xiao Yueming disappeared completely, Su Lan came to her senses and quickly pushed open the door of the inn.

Xiao Yueming returned to the house, took off the clothes on his body at will, sat cross-legged on the bed, and prepared to start cultivating internal strength, although he was extremely busy these days, Xiao Yueming never slacked off for a day, as the so-called only one day a day of practice, one day without practicing ten days, this way of martial arts, is not only a competition for this innate qualification, but more importantly, it is more important to study hard and practice hard, accumulate a lot, and finally achieve the road of martial arts.

The internal force is running, looking at the meridians around the body, feeling the gradually growing internal force cultivation, Xiao Yueming's heart is stable, and he is full of a sense of fulfillment, as if every point of cultivation is strong, this self-confidence will increase by one point.

Unlike Xiao Yueming, Su Lan has a regular schedule on weekdays, but tonight, for some reason, her heart is a mess, and she can't sleep.

After some struggle, Su Lan sat up suddenly, and her beautiful face, which had taken off her fake beard, showed an angry look, and her fists beat the silk futon indiscriminately, knocking on the bed to make a clanging sound, and then scratched her head full of green silk, shook her head, Su Lan got up and got out of bed, walked to the tea table, and lit the oil lamp with a fire fold, and the light gradually dispelled the darkness around her.

Sitting at the tea table, Su Lan dragged her white chin with one hand, like a white jade hand, and slowly opened the wooden box on the table, looking at the exquisite hairpin in the wooden box, Su Lan gradually appeared in her mind The figure of a handsome man in black gradually appeared, and her beautiful eyes were a little sluggish.

The night cloak everything was covered in pitch black, and on the outskirts of Baiyue County, which was covered with dark, damp, intricate narrow paths, a white object flew into the sky in the distance, and slowly landed on the outside of an inconspicuous dilapidated house.

Most of the courtyard walls of the house had collapsed, and through the yellowed paper windows, you could still see the dim yellow light of the oil lamp.

"Squeak~"

The door was pushed open, and a black figure walked out quickly, grasping the white object in his hand, and then hurried back inside.

A man dressed as a peasant sat on a wooden bench with a solemn face, holding a snow-white carrier pigeon in his hand, and took off the note on the pigeon's leg, and after making sure that it was correct, he put the note on the oil lamp, and the blazing flame wrapped the note, and instantly turned into a cloud of flying ash.

After burning the note, the man dressed as a peasant walked to the back room, slowly pushed open the door of the bedroom, the dim light gradually dispelled some of the darkness in the room with the opening of the door, the door was completely pushed open, the man dressed as a peasant stood at the door, and said in a low voice:

"Quan Anwu, the above asked you to assassinate one person, I will help you arrange two helpers, if this thing succeeds, this medicine will be supplied to you twice as much. ＂

The person who made the famous Quan Anwu was a middle-aged man, curled up in the corner of the room, with an ordinary appearance, a somewhat thin figure, and sallow eyes, when he first heard that he was needed to assassinate someone, Quan Anwu looked sluggish, as if this kind of thing often happened, and he was numb, but when it came to assassinating Ruocheng, when the amount of this medicine was tripled, Quan Anwu's originally godless eyes suddenly emitted a fine light, and then he spoke slowly, listening to his voice, his throat seemed to be burned by fire, hoarse and ugly:

"You, what you said, but really?"

The man dressed as a peasant smiled contemptuously, but did not answer Quan Anwu's question, as if he disdainfully:

"Just wait, I'll let you know when there's news. ＂

After the man finished speaking, he took out a brown pill from his pocket and threw it towards Quan Anwu as if he were throwing food at a dog.

Quan Anwu saw the other party throw the brown pill, it was really like a dog, and he crawled and swallowed the pill into his mouth.

Seeing this, the man dressed as a peasant sneered, and then slammed the door shut, and the darkness shrouded the room again, and Quan Anwu crawled to the corner of the room, and curled up his thin body again.