August 26, south of Toyosu City, Kyushu Inn.

A month ago, the three major stalls of Long Yu and the Hu Ma Gang had settled here, and were ambushed by Tang Afu and the "Pretty Eight Uniques".

A scuffle, full of dangers. After that day, the situation in the rivers and lakes changed dramatically, and the situation changed again and again.

A scam of "borrowing a knife to kill people" carefully laid by the Mongols in the Central Plains was finally lost by mistake and disappeared.

In mid-August, Sui Zuo, the general of Xijing, reported the matter of the Qin Mansion to the Mongol court, and the Mongol Great Khan was extremely angry.

A few days later, the Great Khan of Mongolia came to Chifengling and told Yan Wuji to think twice before doing things, so as not to make a big mistake.

First of all, the "good words to recruit peace" failed, and then the "borrowed knife to kill" failed, Yan Wuji's strategy of the Central Plains martial arts, again and again, made the Mongol Khan dissatisfied with him, and even began to doubt his ability, which made Yan Wuji ashamed and angry, and annoyed.

Today, Yan Wuji, who is shouldering the heavy responsibility, no longer dares to act under the pretense of others, whether it is Su He or Long Yu, he no longer believes it. In the end, he decided to go out in person and rushed to Toyoshu to meet a mysterious person.

Today's Toyoshu, with heavy rain, seems to wash this piece of world spotlessly.

In the evening, in the guest room of the Kyushu Inn, Yan Wuji looked out of the window, staring at the raindrops, pouring down like a string of beads with broken threads, his face was solemn, and he didn't say a word.

In the room, Long Yu and Hu Zhen sat next to each other and drank alcohol. Huo Biao and Qiu Wei stood aside, talking to each other from time to time, whispering.

Su He was too seriously injured and is still recuperating in Chifengling.

Up to this point, they had been waiting here for three hours.

"Bang, bang!"

The sudden knock on the door shocked Yan Wuji and the others at the same time.

"Squeak!"

There was a soft sound, and the door opened.

Outside the door stood a lean man wearing a hat and a robe. Behind this person, there was also a young man with a disheveled hair and a wet body.

The man slowly took off his hat, revealing a thin, gloomy face. In his fifties, he is tall and thin, with dark skin, loose hair, and compact facial features. The eye sockets are sunken deep in the cheekbones, the nose is hooked, and the two shriveled lips are covered with cracks, and the appearance is very terrifying.

On the other hand, the young man behind the man is white and clean, delicate and handsome. At the age of about 20 years, he is tall, straight as a gun, his eyes are as blazing, his nose is straight and his mouth is wide, and he can hardly hide a touch of cynicism and debauchery.

The most striking thing is the strange iron bow that the young man carries behind him.

The shape of this bow resembles an "eagle" with its wings outstretched. But there are only "wings", but no "eagle head". Only when the bow is drawn and the arrow is drawn and the iron bow is combined, then the arrow will transform into an "eagle's head".

"It's raining, it's muddy, it's hard to walk, so I've been waiting for a long time!"

The man was the first to speak, his voice shriveled and hoarse, as it looked.

"Come in and talk!"

Under Yan Wuji's greeting, the two stepped into the room. The hem of the man's coat kept dripping, mixed with the mud from the soles of the two people's shoes, leaving a muddy footprint along the way.

"In Xia Tang Xuan, this is the inferior Li Haitang, who has seen Lord Yanling. ”

The man reported to his home and gestured to the young man behind him.

"Your Excellency is the famous 'Ghost Hand Rakshasa' Tang Xuan?"

Looking at Tang Xuan, who was not good-looking, Yan Wuji couldn't help but have a look of suspicion in his eyes. Obviously, Tang Xuan in front of him was very different from the "Ghost Hand Rakshasa" he imagined.

"Tang Xuan is Tang Xuan, how can he be famous?" Tang Xuan's tone was as flat as water, and he couldn't hear his anger.

That's not true. Yan Wuji waved his hand and smiled, "When I was in Chenzhou, if you hadn't helped, how could Long Yu use the secret weapon ......of the Tang Sect to ambush and kill the Emei disciples?"

As soon as these words came out, Hu Zhen's gaze at Tang Xuan suddenly burst out with a thick sense of curiosity.

"Just do what you are told!" Regarding Yan Wuji's greetings, Tang Xuan was neither humble nor arrogant. He changed his words and said in a strange tone: "It's just that the final result doesn't seem to be satisfactory. ”

"Man is not as good as heaven. Yan Wuji's face changed slightly, and he smiled lightly, "What's more, this farce is not for nothing, at least...... Let Yan get acquainted with your friend. ”

Tang Xuan was still unmoved by this, just stared at Yan Wuji without saying a word, as if waiting for him to explain his intentions.

Yan Wuji looked Tang Xuan up and down, and said with a smile: "I heard that you and Tang Yuan, the head of the Tang Sect, are the brothers of a fellow mother? Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan...... Your name is Tang Xuan, and the head of the Tang Sect is called Tang Yuan, you are good at developing hidden weapons, so you are called the 'Ghost Hand Rakshasa'. Tang Yuan is good at making secret weapons, so he is called 'Thousand Hands Shura'...... Thinking about it this way, this rumor should be true. ”

"Not only that, but even the appearance is carved out of a mold. Long Yu held the wine jug and sat on the side, looking at Tang Xuan's gaze, flashing with a hint of playfulness.

"I'm curious!" Yan Wuji raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Why did the former owner of the Tang Sect Secret Weapon Room turn into one of the four protectors of Dragon Elephant Mountain today?"

Like Si Wudao, the "Daoless Divine Monk", he is one of the four protectors of Longxiang Mountain, which is Tang Xuan's current identity.

"It is rumored to be for the dispute over the 'Tang Gate Chief', I don't know if it's true or not?" Long Yu said jokingly, "Back then, you were the owner of the Hidden Weapon Room, and Tang Yuan was the owner of the Soul Chasing Room. In terms of seniority, you are his eldest brother. In terms of merit, you have developed many secret weapons for the Tang Sect, and your contribution is far better than that of Tang Yuan. It is reasonable to be reasonable, it should have been you who was promoted to the head of the Tang Sect back then. But the rules of the Tang Sect are unreasonable, and the primary condition for becoming the head of the Tang Sect is to be good at 'making' hidden weapons, not 'making' hidden weapons. It's a pity that you miss out on the position of the manager. Since then, you have left the Tang family in a bad mood, vowing to make a world for the Tang family to see. Later, by chance, you stumbled into Longxiang Mountain by mistake, and you also mixed with the throne of the Dharma Protector, and wanted to come...... There are still some real skills. ”

"It's been years, I've forgotten it. Tang Xuan said lightly, "Long Yu, did you invite me here just to inquire about my private affairs?"

"I want to see your Holy Lord of Dragon Elephant Mountain. Yan Wuji's expression was full, and he said, "I'm sorry for you to introduce me." ”

"Longxiang Mountain is far away in Dali......"

"It's okay!" Yan Wuji said bluntly, "What I have is time, and I am not afraid of mountains and rivers, thousands of miles away." Wherever your Lord is, I will see him. ”

Tang Xuan muttered: "The Holy Lord doesn't like to see guests, why doesn't Lord Yanling communicate with letters?"

"There is something very important that I must consult with the Holy Lord of your house face to face. ”

"Dare to ask what?"

Yan Wuji was stunned for a moment, then his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the expressionless Tang Xuan with deep meaning, and was silent for a moment before he said quietly: "Next year's Ninety-Nine Double Ninth Festival, all factions in the rivers and lakes will elect the leader of the Central Plains Martial Arts Alliance at the top of Huashan. ”

"Lord Yan Ling means ......"

"I want to ask the Holy Lord of Longxiang Mountain to come forward, defeat Luo Tianjin and Jin Fuyu, and take the position of the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance. ”

"What?"

As soon as Yan Wuji said this, Tang Xuan and Li Haitang's faces changed.

Tang Xuan stared at Yan Wuji and asked word by word, "Lord Yan Ling, do you know what you're talking about?"

"Why? Isn't that clear enough?"

Li Haitang interjected: "Lord Yanling doesn't know, according to the rules set by the twelve heroes of the Central Plains Martial Arts, whoever competes for the position of the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance must first ......."

"You must first kill a Mongol. Yan Wuji replied lightly, "In order to help your Holy Lord, the old man can give him the head of a Mongolian warrior. ”

"This ......"

Facing Yan Wuji, who was bound to win, Tang Xuan's face was uncertain, and it was indescribably complicated.

"I have found out the rules of the martial arts conference, and anyone from the Central Plains can participate. There is no distinction between 'decent' and 'pagan'. Yan Wuji explained, "Although Longxiang Mountain is in Dali, your Holy Lord is an out-and-out Song person, so he is fully qualified to participate in next year's martial arts conference. ”

"By the rules...... That's true. Tang Xuan muttered thoughtfully, "But Long Xiangshan has never participated in the martial arts conference, even a hundred years ago, it has never participated in ......."

"Just because you've never participated doesn't mean you can't participate!" Yan Wuji said with a straight face, "If you say it, you will splash the water." The so-called water is difficult to recover, since the rules of next year's martial arts conference have been decided, I think Luo Tianjin and his ilk should not risk the world's disapproval and change the rules without authorization?"

"With all due respect, the Holy Lord is the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance...... Probably not interested. ”

"You are not the Holy Lord of Longxiang Mountain, how can you call the shots on your own?" Yan Wuji shook his head and said, "What's more, I have an appointment with you Longxiang Mountain in advance, and since I am an ally, I should support each other." ”

"This ......"

"How?" Yan Wuji asked, "Would you like to lead the way for me?"

Yan Wuji's momentum is compelling, and he does not take the measure very properly. Tang Xuan's mind was finally shaken by Yan Wuji's repeated questioning.

"Lord Yan Ling, I can take you to see the Holy Lord. But before that, you have to do me a favor. Perhaps worried that Yan Wuji would have a misunderstanding, Tang Xuan hurriedly added, "It's not that I deliberately made things difficult, just because I was ordered to make decisions without permission." If you can't complete the things that the Holy Lord has explained, return to Longxiang Mountain...... I'm afraid it's hard for my master and apprentice to get along. ”

Hearing this, Yan Wuji couldn't help but look suspicious, and asked rhetorically, "What errand?"

"Save people. ”

"Saving people?" Yan Wuji was stunned for a moment, and said in astonishment, "Longxiang Mountain is notorious, I only heard of you killing people in the past, but I have never heard of you saving people. ”

"The Holy Lord has his own life, and he has to be saved. ”

"Who did you save?"

"The people of the Valley of Despair. Li Haitang answered, "Tang Afu, the wind has no letter, the rain has no clouds, the thunder has no lead, the electricity is ignorant, the mountains have no edges, the water has no source, the flowers have no fruits, the leaves have no traces, and the peach blossom mother-in-law and her apprentice Pan Yuyin." ”

As soon as these words came out, Yan Wuji and the others were stunned at the same time, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

Hu Zhen explained to Yan Wuji: "When these people were in Xijing Mansion, they were all captured by Luo Tianjin. ”

"Exactly. Tang Xuan nodded and said, "That's why the Holy Lord let us save people." ”

"What is the relationship between Longxiang Mountain and the Valley of Despair, and why did the disciple of the Valley of Desperation, Dragon Elephant Mountain, send someone to save it?" Hu Zhen asked curiously.

Unexpectedly, Tang Xuan's answer was very simple: "This matter has nothing to do with Your Excellency, and I have nothing to say." Instead, he turned to Yan Wuji and said, "Lord Yan Ling, if you are willing to help me save people, I will take you to see the Holy Lord." How?"

"The people of the Valley of Despair were captured by Luo Tianjin, and you have to save people......" Yan Wuji muttered thoughtfully, "With all due respect, if you want to rescue them, you have to ......"

"I have to go to Luoyang City, sneak into the master Xianwang Mansion, and get under Luo Tianjin's nose...... Get people out!"

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