"It seems that yes, you better cultivate with peace of mind... ”

Bizhujun's expression was restrained, he cocked Erlang's legs, bit his nails, and looked at Xiao You with some flirtation.

"I will. ”

Xiao You nodded firmly.

"Good night, then?"

"I still have a question... ”

Xiao You hesitated for a few seconds, and finally mustered up the courage to ask:

"Bizhu-kun, you are so powerful, why are you not famous in this northern realm?"

"For nine out of ten people who have seen me are dead... ”

Bizhujun said, and the two looked at each other speechlessly.

"Good night, Bizhu-kun. ”

Xiao You finally said goodbye.

Bizhujun's yawning figure gradually dissipated into Xiao You's consciousness.

Bizhu-kun. You and I are both poor people. No matter what the future holds, I swear that I will never abandon you, never do anything you don't like ...

Xiao You thought secretly and fell asleep.

The next morning, deep in the ice field...

Xu Wen and his entourage climbed over several more peaks, only to feel that the front suddenly opened up, and an open camp appeared in front of them.

With a light step, they passed silently through the cowhide tents, and for about a quarter of an hour, they finally came to the tallest tent.

Outside the tent was a stone table, and a man sat quietly with his eyes widened. He was dressed in a light blue and gold silk coat, with wide cuffs slightly rising in the wind, and his placket fluttering, like a fairy.

The face is like a crown of jade, the long light blue hair is scattered behind the head, the skin is fair and flawless like clotted fat, and the eyes are gently opened, and the slightly deep light blue eyes are intoxicating.

There were several fragrant teas on the stone table, he slowly picked up the small teacup, his lips pursed slightly, his left hand shook the painting fan, and his gestures were full of the breath of the child.

"Tea indifferent Ayara fan,

The sword of the gentleman is flying in his clothes.

Merry and suave three fingers,

Yushu Feng smiled. ”

When Xu Wen saw him, he was a little melancholy, and said softly:

"Painting Xinjun, you are still beautiful... ”

"Changfeng Jun has a good reputation, I often hear Mo Xin talk about your eloquence, and when I saw it today, Lan was admired. ”

As he spoke, Lan Huaxin got up and bowed to Xu Wen. Behind him, the man named Lan Moxin was as handsome as him, and he saluted in the same way.

"Come on, you and I don't have to be polite. ”

Xu Wen said, glanced at the two of them, and then retreated from the crowd and walked into the account with Lan Huaxin. Lan Moxin led everyone towards the camp.

The tent was covered with soft sheepskin, and when he took off his boots, Xu Wen and Lan Huaxin sat opposite each other, and their expressions were a little gloomy.

"It's all over ... Changfeng Jun... ”

"You know I can't forget. ”

"Alas, that's it... ”

After being speechless for a long time, Lan Huaxin suddenly said with some joy:

"You broke through the second rank of the king?"

"Yes, a few months ago. ”

Xu Wen picked up the teapot on the side and poured a cup, quietly running the exercises, and bunches of lilac demon shadows poured out everywhere. In comparison, the sharp sword qi around Lan Hua's heart was obviously suppressed.

"It's amazing. ”

The two of them received the exercises, Lan Huaxin praised them, and also poured themselves a cup of tea:

"Can both the outer and central areas be solved?"

"Handed it over to Mo Tongjun to do, with the strength of his royal rank, it must be foolproof. ”

Xu Wen replied without thinking.

"Chen Motong, he has crossed paths with my Heart Pavilion. ”

Lan Huaxin smiled a little playfully, and her deep pupils looked Xu Wen up and down, making the latter a little uncomfortable.

"Oh, does he have an old relationship with you?"

Xu Wen avoided his gaze, drank tea by himself, and said.

"Not really, I know a little bit about them. ”

Lan Huaxin slowly wiped the tea stains on the table and said.

"How?"

"Chen Jiuqi, although he is not good at planning, has a long-term vision and can take into account the overall situation. ”

Lan Huaxin smiled:

"He is violent and ruthless, and he is murderous but upright. He often said that there is a standard for measuring good and evil in his heart, and he does his own thing. ”

"Most of the people who are miserable have this kind of heart. ”

Xu Wen sighed, suddenly pulled Lan Huaxin's hand, and slowly wrote two words on the white palm.

Artifact.

"What?

The blue painting heart was suddenly shocked, and the previous elegance was completely abandoned.

"Sit down, sit down. ”

Xu Wen got up and patted him on the shoulder:

"Lord Anyang himself said that his ink-colored long knife was forged before the fall of the gods, how can it be fake? ”

Lan Huaxin drank a few cups of tea in a row, and only then did he feel his pounding heart regain his calm slightly, and he asked with a little stammer:

"Changfeng-kun... You... Beware of the danger of death. ”

"Did you know that artifact appeared a hundred years ago? Almost all the people associated with it died. ”

"Hmm. ”

Xu Wen nodded and smiled a little bitterly:

"My Changtian Xu clan is declining day by day, I'm afraid this is the final turning point. ”

"Alas, I'm not much better than the Lan Clan. ”

Blue Painting Heart also sighed.

As the two were talking, Lan Moxin gently lifted the curtain, took off his boots, and sat down next to Lan Huaxin.

"Big brother, Changfeng-kun. ”

He bowed his hand to the two, and his aura fluctuation was not much different from the blue painting heart, and he thought that it was also the cultivation of the first stage of the king rank.

"It's all arranged, and we'll be going there in a few days. ”

It refers to a glacial lake in the center of the ice field, surrounded by lofty mountains and a rather treacherous environment.

"Okay, it's all up to Mo Xinjun's arrangement. ”

Xu Wen smiled and said.

When the three of them were chatting, outside the account...

"Elder Xu Jian. ”

Lin Daze, Han Zibai and other sect masters saw the gray-haired old man walking with a calm and powerful stride, and they all bowed down.

Xu Jian looked around and saw that all the sect masters were here, except for the leader of the Tiger Wolf Gang, who had not yet arrived.

"Very well, let's all go fix it. ”

He cleared his throat and waved his hand, the coercion it exuded was the peak of the Great Knight, and it was even a little close to the half-step king level, which made the sect masters shudder a little, and respectfully said that it was to retreat.

"What about the Tiger Wolf Gang?"

Xu Jian stood with his hands in his hands, and a young man behind him hurriedly bowed and saluted, and replied:

"Grandpa, don't worry, grandson will go and check. ”

Then he trotted all the way away.

Xu Jian's old face was a little kind and smiled, and he walked towards a tent.

Distance...

On a hillside, a young man in red was sitting on a huge branch, his face was pale and slightly handsome, his nails were terrible, and he was gently rubbing his hands:

"Xu Changfeng has finally arrived, I'm so hard to wait... ”

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The title of the book has been changed to "Three Swords in Troubled Times"