"Huh...... No way...... The hidden vein is damaged and sealed, and I'm afraid even the immortals can't save me. Wen Dao sneered, as if he had seen through the red dust.

On a pouring night, a coachman was speeding forward in a carriage with a young man sitting in it. "Bang la-" "Bang la-" The rain thundered, and the rain looked like it had fallen. Suddenly, a burly man wearing a hat, wearing a dark purple robe, and a long knife with a broken blade hanging from his waist appeared in front of him, stopping the carriage from moving forward.

"Who are you, get out of the way, I'm on my way!" cried the coachman, picking up a piece of cloth wrapped around his neck and wiping the rain from his face.

I saw that the man wearing the hat did not make a sound, and he pressed the hat very low, covering his face, so that people could not see what he looked like at all.

"Hey, get out of the way!" shouted the coachman.

"I want the people in your car. The man with the hat suddenly spoke and said coldly.

"What are you kidding! If you want someone in my car, give way to me!" shouted the coachman, and at the same time pulled out a dagger from nowhere.

When the young man in the carriage heard this, he drew the curtain and looked outside, but he did not make a sound.

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless. I saw the man wearing the hat said coldly.

Then, he pulled out the long knife on his waist, and saw that the long knife seemed to be surrounded by a stream of yin qi, like a ghost, extremely terrifying.

At this time, a knife was swung away, and a powerful knife qi struck out angrily, only to hear a loud "boom", and the coachman did not even catch a move, he was killed on the spot, and the carriage also fell apart.

And just as this terrifying knife aura struck, the young man in the carriage immediately came out, left the carriage, and dodged the fatal blow.

I saw the young man fall steadily to the ground, holding a flute in his hand, with a cold face.

"I didn't expect you to set foot in the Heavenly Realm for the first time at a young age, and this thing is really true. The man wearing the hat said coldly, and at the same time it made people feel a terrifying aura.

"Who are you?" cried the young man, his flute in his hand.

"The one who took your life!" I saw the man wearing the hat say heavily, extremely terrifying, "It's a pity, such a genius died......"

"Hubris!" the young man shouted, giving a faint sense of murderous anger.

At this moment, I saw the young man step forward violently, and the rain splashed fiercely with a "pop", and the flute in his hand struck directly at the chest of the man wearing the hat.

"Pounding"!

I saw that the man wearing the hat suddenly rose with a burst of true qi, forcibly isolating the young man from that true qi.

At this moment, the young man suddenly gathered the true qi of his whole body, and the flute in his hand fiercely rushed towards the true qi of the man wearing the hat, and a green dragon instantly broke through the ground and rushed away with the young man.

At this moment, the man with the hat stood still at all, and the young man could not hurt him even a point despite all his strength.

"Is that what you can do?"

"Broken!"

I saw that the man wearing the hat suddenly slashed away, and the broken blade instantly separated, forming pieces of blades, and attacked the young man.

And the young man had already exerted all his strength by this time, and did not leave any strength to resist the sudden blade.

"Ahh

Then, the blade flew back to the blade of the man wearing the hat, forming a long knife.

At this moment, the man with the hat walked towards the young man step by step, holding the long knife in his hand, and he still pressed the hat so low that it was impossible to see his face.

Suddenly, a voice came from nowhere, and I saw a handsome man who looked to be only twenty or thirty years old on a red horse, and hurriedly galloped over, and a flute stood in front of the man wearing the hat.

It's just that this flute reveals a very dangerous and terrifying atmosphere. Straight to force the man with the hat back several steps.

In this way, in the rain, a knife, a flute, tore up......

And the young man lying on the ground was already in great pain and convulsed incessantly, as if he was about to die......

Wen Dao unconsciously remembered the terrifying memories of the past......

At this time, Jin Changfeng looked at Wen Daozheng in a daze, so he waved his hand in front of his eyes, "Hey, Brother Wen, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Wen Dao suddenly came to his senses, detached himself from that terrifying memory, dragged his side face with one hand, and said in a daze, "I...... I'm fine...... It's just that I remembered something from the past......"

"Oh, ......" Jin Changfeng nodded slightly, but he didn't continue to ask.

"Alas...... Life is like a big dream, who knows how many autumns will be cool......" Wen Dao sighed heavily and looked up at the beautiful full moon.

"Hahaha...... Don't give up easily, I'm optimistic about you. Jin Changfeng suddenly laughed loudly, patted Wen Dao's shoulder a few times, and looked at him with great trust.

"Alas...... Come on......" At this time, Wen Dao pushed Jin Changfeng's arm away and shook his head helplessly.

"Alas...... Thinking about the case of Xiao Zheng's assassination of the national teacher, I heard that Xiao Zheng's disciple knelt in front of the palace for three days and three nights, and it rained heavily for three days and three nights, so he only pleaded for his master...... I think he must be a friend who values love and righteousness, and is worthy of deep friendship......" Jin Changfeng sighed softly.

"I have also heard that Xiao Zheng has accepted a disciple surnamed Wen, but since then, I have never heard of Xiao Zheng accepting any disciples......"

"Originally, I thought you were Wen Jiutian, alas...... It's a pity that I recognized the wrong person......" Jin Changfeng looked up at the bright moon, shook his head helplessly, and sighed heavily.

"Get out of here!" Wen Dao suddenly roared, stood up, and walked forward, "I don't want to hear any stories from you!"

"You kid......" Jin Changfeng also stood up.

"I don't want to hear you talk this nonsense!" Wen Dao yelled, but he didn't look at Jin Changfeng.

"That's okay......" Jin Changfeng shook his head helplessly, and then put his hands behind his back.

"So...... Now, I would like to ask you a few questions as well. Wen Dao suddenly turned around, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and looked at Jin Changfeng coldly.

"Yes, excuse me. Jin Changfeng smiled slightly and said politely.

"Excuse me, what kind of place is this?" Wen Dao said coldly, his eyes staring at Jin Changfeng, wanting to know the answer immediately.

"Here, it's Shuiyue Jing, didn't I already tell you on the way here?" Jin Changfeng still smiled slightly.

"You're lying! There's no such thing as Suigetsukyo at all!" Wen Dao yelled.

"Hahaha...... Yes, there is indeed no such place as Shuiyuejing......" Jin Changfeng laughed loudly and put his hands behind his back.

"So...... You should tell me what this place is, right?" Wen Dao said coldly, his eyes staring at Jin Changfeng.