Su Mingzhou has always been majestic in the capital of Qingyuan, and there are servants in and out on weekdays, no one dares to say anything bad in person, not only that, since the last Qingyuan old emperor began to send his concubine into the palace to draft as a concubine, and after several generations, he is an authentic imperial relative, and even the current Qingyuan Emperor has to call his father-in-law when he sees Su Mingzhou, and this sound makes everyone in Sufu feel superior.

The incomparably noble Emperor Qingyuan is the son-in-law of Sufu, which is a great honor in Qingyuan.

Therefore, everyone I see is flattering.

Su Changjing's words were very different.

At this time, there was a wind and snow blowing down, adding a bit of cold.

The wind and snow crept close to his body through the gaps in his clothes, bringing a biting chill to his body, and instead of shivering from the cold, the arrogant painter stood more and more upright.

The wind and snow shall not add to my body, nor shall I be sealed.

Su Mingzhou had a cold face, looking at this nephew who had been separated for a long time, there was no joy in the reunion, there was no connection between the bloodlines, there was only a faint murderous aura.

What Su Changjing just said was true, but instead of being haunted by ghosts, he became healthier and healthier, and he slept peacefully at night.

I even had the mind to do some exercise with the maids.

He squinted, but his thoughts went back to fourteen years ago, when he was not the head of Su Mansion, nor did he have a superior position in the capital of Qingyuan Kingdom, although his father Su Mu handed over all the business of Su Mansion to him because of painting, but he still felt that he was not satisfied, it was clear that he was born first, and it was clear that he was the eldest son, but why would the head of Su Mansion be the second son in the future, is it because he is a son-in-law and was born to his wife?

So he used some means to turn most of Qingyuan's officialdom into help, and finally obtained the recognition of his father Su Mu, but he was still not the head of the house, and he had a code on his head.

He wanted to take it off, and the best way to take it off was to make the original head disappear without a trace.

Therefore, he chose an excellent night and set up a grand banquet, and then there were swords and axes to kill people, only Su Changjing, who was young at the time, escaped because he followed Su Mu to learn painting.

After the disheartened Su Mu left with Su Changjing, he truly became the head of the Su Mansion.

Coming back to his senses in a trance, he suddenly laughed out loud for some reason, when those people died, he also laughed like this, and now it is just right, the rest of the remnants come back to die, this is really the eternal trouble.

After he buried them, he also left a pit in order to reunite their family one day.

That green hill doesn't bury people!

He showed a very cruel smile and said softly: "Don't work Changjing, I've been very good over the years, although there are some insects and mosquitoes that come to disturb people's dreams at night, but they still can't change the ending in the dream, damn it, after all, it's still dead, you can't escape, what do you say, Su Changjing." ”

As soon as the words fell, all the servants who were kneeling on the ground stood up, all of them looked at Su Changjing, and even took out knives from their bodies, and now Su Changjing was like a piece of delicious fat in their eyes, a lamb to be slaughtered, all of them were impatient, thinking about how to bite the first bite, how to bite big?

Maybe when the lord is in a good mood, there will be a reward.

The industries of Sufu are all over Qingyuan, and even the money given to the subordinates is extremely rich.

They can't help but work hard.

This young painter, who seemed to have come alone, saw this scene, first took the last step, but he didn't know what to think, so he stopped abruptly, tried his best to calm his expression, and said: "The dream in the dream is false after all, and it is not real at this time, just like you want to kill me now, but the ending is often not as you wish." ”

Su Mingzhou smiled and sneered: "As a remnant, not only did I feel happy that I escaped with my life, but I ran away to live this life, but I wanted to come to receive my death, but it was really a waste of my father's hard work, do you really think that I can't find you at that time?"

Su Changjing was silent for a moment, without much emotion, things have passed for a long time, and it is useless to talk about these things, he just wants to send back the tablet today, bow to the ancestral spirit again, and solve the obsession over the years.

Su Mingzhou took a few steps back, waved his hand lightly, and a smile gradually appeared on the faces of many servants, holding bright weapons in their hands, and walked towards Su Changjing step by step.

There were still people on the street at this time, a pair of patrol officers, and instead of stopping after seeing this scene, they stopped and clasped their hands, making a look of watching a show.

This kind of situation is not new, but it is very common, the only difference is that it was the servant who died in the past, this time it seems to be a rich son, looking at the clothes he wears, it is quite unusual.

Although the duty of the two of them is to suppress the riot and abide by the law impartially and abidely, in the one acre and three points of land in Su Province, the actions made by Su Mingzhou are the law.

Even Emperor Qingyuan acquiesced.

Su Changjing looked at the many imposing servants, and his expression was still the same.

Even with so many servants in his way, they couldn't stop him.

There was someone behind him.

Called Xu Baichuan.

Xu Baichuan watched the situation become more and more tense, and knew that if he didn't stop Su Changjing, he would probably die in Huangquan, he thought that Su Changjing would focus on harmony, but he didn't expect that the opening would be haunted by evil spirits, which was no different from looking for death.

After taking a few steps, he gently removed the servant's weapon, stood beside Su Changjing, and quietly looked at Su Mingzhou with a stunned face.

Su Mingzhou frowned slightly, the person who suddenly broke in was a little unexpected to him, but according to the current situation, it must have something to do with Su Changjing, the remnant, and there is no need to care about it, just kill it.

In this turbulent Qingyuan capital, the death of a few people is not a big deal at all, even if it is discovered, it is just a reward of some silver coins.

Xu Baichuan seemed to be unaware of the eyes of many evil wolves, carefully looked at the façade of Sufu, and was amazed, this place is the best place he has ever stayed in, and it is also the most exquisite place.

He kicked away the servant who couldn't hold back and pounced, flicked the dust on his trouser leg, and said easily: "Actually, I don't really want to care about the troubles between you, but Su Changjing and I are half friends, and I can't talk about it if I don't help, so I want to reason with you." ”

It is said to be reasonable, and it is also really reasonable.

A small storm suddenly arose, blowing his long hair, carrying snowflakes, and scraping on people's faces.

None of those present were spared.

Su Mingzhou only noticed that Xu Baichuan had a sword on his body at this time, so he quickly thought of the ban issued by Emperor Qingyuan because of his awkward quarrel with the sword cultivator.

Those who can come here with a sword must not be mortals, let alone ordinary swordsmen.

It should be a sword cultivator, and it can only be.

If not, he would have been arrested and put in prison a long time ago.

Standing up straight to resist the wind and snow, Su Mingzhou, who had seen too many scenes, was not too surprised, and quietly crushed the jade pendant that he had been carrying in his hand.

The news he received afterwards made him smile.

Monks are not rare.

looked up at Xu Baichuan, but found that Xu Baichuan was also looking at him, or the jade pendant fragment in his hand.

It glows with a cyan aura.

Xu Baichuan was calm, he had expected this matter for a long time, such a big pomp and circumstance in Su Mansion could not be maintained by just some ordinary people, and there would definitely be monks on the side to help.

After all, the cultivation pays attention to the wealth and the law, and these happen to be what the rich can provide.

Sioux is no exception.

So he can also drive practitioners.

Su Mingzhou sighed, loosened the broken pieces of the jade pendant, and quickly spoke: "Your Excellency shouldn't come to drip into troubled waters, after all, you and I have no grudges and no hatred, and it is not worth it to come to death, let alone for this remnant." ”

Xu Baichuan said calmly: "He is half a friend of mine, helping him, there is nothing to say." ”

Su Mingzhou frowned, and didn't say more, Xu Baichuan obviously wanted to meddle in this matter, so let him taste the bitterness.

It may not be long before he sees the monk kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, which must have been interesting.

Xu Baichuan looked at Su Mingzhou with a smile, and said with a slight mockery: "Judging from the aura emitted by the jade pendant, the monk must be some distance away from here, and it will take some time to come, and this time is enough for me to kill you with a sword a hundred times, and your current appearance is too early." ”

What he said was the truth, if he wanted to, he would be able to stab a hundred swords with his kung fu during the conversation, even the body protection magic weapon carried by Su Mingzhou would not be able to resist it for long.

Su Mingzhou held a piece of talisman paper folded into a triangle tightly, and his face was a little ugly.

Maybe this sword cultivator would really kill him before his own monk came, then he would definitely not be able to escape.

I suddenly felt a little regret in my heart, I knew that this was the case, so I didn't come out in person, and how good it was to change the housekeeper to deal with it, but there was no such regret in life, and it was useless to be entangled.

It's just that fortunately, Xu Baichuan didn't mean to kill him.

Xu Baichuan came here just to protect Su Changjing and keep him safe, and he didn't care about the grievances between the two.

How to deal with grievances is Su Changjing's business, and it has nothing to do with him.

It didn't take long for a blue light to fly from the southeast, and a figure was faintly wrapped in it.

Before he could get closer, a white flying knife shot straight out, also wrapped in a faint blue light.

The target is Xu Baichuan.

Xu Baichuan didn't react much, just slightly deviated from the knife to dodge the knife, and then reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife, even if the flying knife struggled in his hand, he couldn't get out, touching the lines on it, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile.

The one who came was just refining the Fa, and it was not strong.

The sword qi was infused into the flying knife, and with a slight throw, the flying knife suddenly turned into a sharp sword and returned the way it came.

But before he could get close to the figure, he was shot down by a black throwing knife.

Only then did the figure emerge.

He was very short, covered in a black cloth, revealing only his shaved head.

There is a kind of name, called the head of the moon generation.

The person who came was a Dongying person.

Holding two flying knives in his hands, he looked at Xu Baichuan with unkind eyes, and said coldly in an extremely blunt Qingyuan official voice: "Yours is a sword cultivator!"

Xu Baichuan nodded with a smile and said with a smile: "I originally thought that the people who came here would be Taoist priests, or scholars, and even thought about those monks, but I really didn't expect that it would be Dongying devils, Qingyuan is worthy of being a prosperous place, and even almost extinct devils can be seen here, this trip is an eye-opener." ”

The person who came snorted coldly, but did not refute.

In fact, as Xu Baichuan said, the Dongying people in the island country are indeed almost extinct, so it is definitely a rare thing to see a Dongying people.

Xu Baichuan looked at the two black-and-white flying knives flying around the Dongying people, looked at the runes that flashed on them, and suddenly said, "Yin and Yang Technique?"

"Under the suppression of the saints, the Yin-Yang Technique can still be passed down, and you are indeed having some meaning. ”

The visitor still didn't refute it.

just looked at Xu Baichuan's eyes and became more and more cold.

He would only be scratching the surface, otherwise he would have made a brazen move just now, instead of being so tempted.

The saint wants to exterminate the Yin-Yang Technique, and it is already a great luck to be able to pass on some fur.

Xu Baichuan saw that the Dongying devil didn't speak, and he didn't care, so he smiled to himself and said: "I heard that your Dongying devil has a very strange name, there are wells, there are trees, and fields, what are you calling?"

The Dongying devil was silent for a moment, and finally opened his mouth to respond.

"Jiro Matsukami, I've seen Your Excellency. ”

Before Xu Baichuan could speak, Su Changjing, who was standing stupidly on the side, laughed: "I have long heard that Dongying people have no family inheritance and no order of elders, but I didn't expect the name to be so casual, it's really funny." ”

In fact, it wasn't just him, even those servants couldn't help but smile, although they were subordinates, they had a surname that had been passed down for a long time, and in terms of surname inheritance, they naturally felt that they were much higher than the Dongying people.

Seeing this, Su Mingzhou's face was slightly displeased, and he coughed heavily, and many servants were suddenly shocked, and they closed their mouths tightly and didn't dare to make any more sound.

"Mr. Matsugami, needless to say, just kill them all, and the price is still the same as before. ”

After saying this, Su Mingzhou had already stepped into the door of the mansion and ran out of Xu Yuan.

Seeing the master's house running away, the servants who had just seen a magical scenery couldn't help but retreat to the mansion one after another, for fear that the next few people would fight and affect themselves.

Therefore, soon, the front of the Su Mansion, which was still full of people, suddenly became empty.

The patrol officers and soldiers who were standing aside and waiting to watch the play realized that they had tasted some flavors, and they were afraid that it was a fight between the monks, and when they thought of this, they hurriedly hid far away.

But after all, they were still a step slower, and two throwing knives flew in front of them first, blocking their way, and just as they were wondering, a voice came.

"You two don't go, just in time to help you. ”

Soon, the knives were inserted into a person's heart, and large patches of blood emerged.

Where has Su Changjing seen the scene when he killed someone, but now he can't help but feel sick to his stomach when he sees it, and his face has turned pale because of this.

Xu Baichuan looked at him, thought about it, took out a mirror from the splendid bag and handed it to him, and said calmly: "Wait and try to stay away, this mirror will protect your safety." ”

Su Changjing took the mirror and carried the wooden box and just left not far away.

Looking at the confrontation between the two, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly opened the box and took out the paintbrush and scroll from it.

He has always wanted to depict the appearance of Xu Baichuan with a sword, so he has been entangled for a long time, and now his wish is about to be fulfilled, so he naturally wants to draw it.

His picture scroll is only short of the vacancy of sword cultivation.

Spread the scroll on the wooden box, dipped the pen in ink, looked at the autumn breeze on Xu Baichuan's body with great interest, and thought about what kind of situation it was at the moment when the sword was released.

Is it really as gorgeous as it is rumored?

He didn't have to wait long, and after a while, a sword qi danced with the sword light.

He had seen the scene, but he couldn't put pen to paper, and for some reason, he always felt that the sword was too bad to be depicted on the scroll.

Xu Baichuan didn't know what Su Changjing's thoughts were, all he cared about now was Jiro Matsugami and the two flying knives that were made by Yin Yang Technique.

After sucking up the blood, the knife had already begun to emit a blood-colored odor.

Extremely evil.

This is also the reason why the saint wants to destroy Dongying, it is really too evil in yin and yang, no matter what kind of spell is used, it must be cast with human life, at this time it may only be one or two human lives, but if the realm is more profound, it is a hundred and thousand, or even the life of a city and a country.

The two flying knives flew for a while, attacking Xu Baichuan from the left and right at the same time, letting the sword qi blow by, only stagnating for a moment, and quickly being safe and sound.

All that was consumed was some blood-colored breath.

Xu Baichuan stood still in place, and had already practiced a set of swordsmanship in his hands, relying on the hardness of the autumn wind to slash back the flying knives one by one.

The swordsmanship of those old swordsmen is useful after all.

Matsugami Jiro recalled the flying knife again, and did not drive the attack again, but just took out a piece of black paper from his body, pinched out a strange seal in his hand, and stepped down heavily.

The black paper emitted a mist, out of which a poisonous snake swooped out.

But he was still slashed back by a sword.

The poisonous snake coiled around Matsugami Jiro's body, spit out the snake letter, opened his mouth and bit on the throwing knife, dripping venom from his mouth.

Xu Baichuan squinted his eyes, and suddenly remembered what the old Taoist priest had said to him when he was in Yizhuang, Dongying people are the best at using some despicable means, fighting against people and enemies, always like to poison and curse, relying on strange things to win, and they are not very strong.

If he remembers correctly, the poisonous snake that suddenly appeared should have been a spell called Shikigami, which is said to have been born from a Taoist seal.

You can seal monsters for your own use.

It's just that in his opinion, it is all strange and strange things, and it can't be put on the stage.

It's just that no matter how you don't put it in your eyes, you should always be careful, the venom of a poisonous snake dripping on a stone can corrode a big hole, if you are stabbed by a flying knife smeared with venom, it must not be too comfortable.

The thoughts in my mind did not stop, and the swordsmanship in my hands did not stop.

Bright sword light was born one after another, slashing back the flying knives that kept coming.

As for his appearance, he is not in a hurry, and he is exceptionally relaxed.

Su Changjing was watching with a brush on the side, his face was full of entanglement, Xu Baichuan had already produced many swords now, but he still didn't know how to write, and he always felt that he couldn't draw that kind of spirit.

Therefore, I had to hold my mind and watch this fight quietly.

It's just that he's looking at others, and others aren't looking at him.

Soon, one of the two throwing knives parted and shot straight at him.

Before he could get close to him, a barrier appeared out of thin air, blocking the flying knife.

He looked down and saw a mirror placed on his body.