There are many kinds of friends, there are bosom friends who grew up together, friends who share life and death, confidants who have similar interests and love at first sight, and close friends who meet each other because of the same enemy, and the enemy of the enemy is also a kind of friend. No matter what kind of friend it is, it is a kind of wealth and a kind of spiritual sustenance in the hearts of people in the rivers and lakes.

There are not many unintentional friends, but they all deserve to be honest with each other, and even trust their lives. It seems that what kind of person you are, what kind of people will gather or follow around you, at least unintentionally. Now, he has such a friend in front of him, but this friend is always a little different from the others.

Ruyi looked at Wuxin, who was sitting at the table in front of the window drinking tea, and had a lot of thoughts. Same room, same location, same people sitting. Every time he returned to the Phantom City, to the Phantom Sound Pavilion, the only place where he could be called a writer, he always seemed to like to sit there, make a pot of tea, and watch the bustling crowd outside the window while drinking, as if he was looking for something, a familiar face, or something different. But it seems that he always pours only one cup of tea, but he can't finish this cup, I don't know if he didn't drink it at all, or just gently sipping the sweetness of the bitterness in the tea.

"This time, is it another time to escape death?" Ruyi sighed sadly, but she regretted it after saying that, because it was just nonsense. For Wuxin, as long as he is on the road, he will inevitably fight to the death again and again, because some things have to be taken care of and some things have to be done. It seems that the mention of his name is the mention of death.

Wuxin lowered his head and took a sip of tea, shook his head gently, and said slowly: "I don't know what will happen tomorrow, and I don't want to know, I only do what I should do and what I can do." He's right, who knows what tomorrow will bring, who knows whether they will live or die in the next moment.

"If you can hurt people, try not to kill people. Ruyi sighed and said softly. She didn't want to kill too many people without intention, because that would not only accumulate more enemies, but also make Wuxin more ruthless and bloodthirsty, and he didn't want killing to become a habit of Wuxin. Over the years, she found that the murderous aura on Wuxin's body was getting heavier and heavier, and sometimes it even made her a little afraid. And every time he experiences a killing, his unintentional strength improves, as if the more people he kills, the more unfathomable his strength becomes.

"I promise you. Wuxin nodded and said slowly. He didn't want her to worry too much, but in the middle of the rivers and lakes, who can guarantee that he won't kill anyone, if you don't kill others, others will kill you. But what he can do without intention is that he only kills those who should be killed.

"Let Senior Brother accompany you. Ruyi said softly, but his attitude was firm. She asked Wuxin twice, but Wuxin still didn't tell her where she was going or what she was going to do this time. Her instincts told her that this time, it might be more dangerous than ever. Nangong Chu hasn't left yet, and has stayed in the Phantom City since the last time he escorted Ruyi back.

"No, I can do it myself. Wuxin softly refused, his own business, he never wanted to trouble others, let alone a matter of nine deaths, he was used to keeping the most dangerous to himself.

"No, you have to take him with you, or I'll go with you myself. Ruyi said forcefully again, and his tone could not be refused.

Wuxin's hand holding the teacup paused and nodded helplessly. This is the first time he has seen Ruyi's attitude so resolute, but you can imagine how worried he is, and how can he always worry about this place and this person in his heart.

It is good and happy to have someone to worry about, but for Wuxin, the more care there is, the more dangerous it is for him. If you think too much, you will inevitably not be able to let go of your hands and feet, and you may be exploited by the enemy, especially when you encounter a top master like the Golden Swordman.

Reunions are always short-lived, and nearly half a month has passed in a blink of an eye. Loneliness is always the hardest, and the days of ease and ease are often fleeting. The days are almost over, and it's time to hit the road.

Originally, Shangguan Yunjie also insisted on following Wuxin, he didn't want to be said by others to be a villain who retreated at a critical time, because after all, every time he encountered danger, he was always by his side, and when he was in danger, he was always far away, but Wuxin's words made him choose to stay.

Wuxin told him that since Red Feather had already set his sights on the Phantom Sound Pavilion, and even the entire Phantom City, he would definitely make some moves, if they all left, who would protect the Phantom Sound Pavilion and protect the Phantom City, after all, Shangguan Fengyun's injuries had not fully recovered, and Shangguan Yunjie himself had just been injured, so staying behind was the most important thing.

In this way, Wuxin took Nangong Chu away, heading towards a danger that even Wuxin himself could not foresee. But no matter what awaits him in front of him, he will not stop, because this is his path, and he must finish it, step by step, with firm steps.

Huashan is a place with exceptionally beautiful scenery. But few people can see the really beautiful scenery on Mount Hua, because there is a place called Yunshui Villa on Mount Hua, and those most beautiful scenery happen to be within the scope of this Yunshui Villa, which is why it is called Yunshui Villa.

The owner of Yunshui Villa is Qiu Wan, a whirlwind knife that everyone knows in the rivers and lakes, and is known as the representative of heroes, because he represents justice and chivalry. And Yunshui Villa is one of the best sects in the rivers and lakes, with no less than thousands of disciples all over the world.

Luoma Town is a small town at the foot of Huashan Mountain, although it looks no different from an ordinary town, but almost all the people here have a little bit of kung fu under their hands, because the people with better bones in the town have gone to Huashan and invested in the banner of Yunshui Villa, and the rest are some family members who have not had the opportunity to join Yunshui Villa, but have learned a trick and a half from the hands of those disciples of Yunshui Villa in the town. Although this is the case, few people fight and brawl with this, because the people here are simple, which may be related to the dogma of Yunshui Villa, the first is not to bully the weak.

The reason why it is called Luoma Town, because this is the entrance of Huashan, but also the gateway of Yunshui Villa, no matter who comes, if you want to go up to Huashan, you must get off the horse and walk up, this is the rule of Yunshui Villa.

Recently, Luoma Town is no longer as quiet and peaceful as usual, because people in the rivers and lakes with weapons can be seen everywhere, all kinds of dresses, all kinds of accents, because three days later, on the top of Huashan, a triennial martial arts conference will be held in Yunshui Villa to elect the new leader of the martial arts alliance.

In a fairly elegant teahouse, there were two young people who had just come in the dust, ordering a pot of tea, and two snacks, intending to rest. The two have very different personal styles, but the young people who travel together attract a lot of attention.

One was dressed in fancy clothes and bells and whistles, one was tightly wrapped in a black cloak, one looked curious, and the other bowed his head slightly without saying a word. These two people are Wuxin and Nangong Chu who came all the way. The inns in the town were almost all overcrowded, and the two had no choice but to go to the teahouse for a short rest.

"There are a lot of people here, and it seems that there are a lot of good shows to watch. Nangong Chu shook the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile. Looking at the crowd of people coming and going in the town, there are people from all walks of life, all of whom have rushed to join in the excitement. I don't know if these people really want to come here to join in the fun, or if they want to compete for the martial arts alliance master above 10,000 people and realize their ulterior secrets.

"We're here to get down to business, not to play. Wuxin shook his head and said lightly, ignoring the few pairs of strange and curious eyes around him. If Tie Xiong hadn't told him that there might be traces of the Golden Swordsman, he wouldn't have come to this kind of place, and he wouldn't have had much interest in any martial arts alliance master.

At this moment, a man dressed in green cloth walked up to the two of them and whispered, "It's Wuxin Shaoxia, right?" After speaking, he glanced at Wuxin, and then looked at Nangong Chu vigilantly.

"That's right. Wuxin said lightly, and glanced up at this person as he spoke, as if he was a little familiar, and then remembered that this person was Tiexiong's subordinate and had seen it in Qingshi Town.

"Tie Zhutou asked me to ask my son to come over. The man made a gesture of please, and then walked out into the crowd, looking cautiously around from time to time.

Wuxin didn't say anything more, stood up and followed behind the man, and Nangong Chu also followed. It's not surprising that this person can easily find himself, if he is blind even to catch his ears and eyes, then the world will be chaotic.

Soon, the man led the two of them to a small inn and walked in first. Wuxin looked at this inn and nodded slightly. Although the inn is small, it is not closed, relatively few people, and it seems quieter, and most of the people who live here are some sects that cannot be put on the table, which is safer for everyone.

As soon as I walked into a guest room, I first heard Tie Xiong's strong voice: "Heartless young man, long time no see." He burst out laughing, apparently glad that he had unintentionally arrived on time.

I didn't want to see that there were two other people in the room besides Tetsuo, both of whom were old acquaintances. One is another Tie Xiong's subordinate who he met in Bluestone Town last time, and the other is Tie Xiong's son, Tie Feiyun.

Wuxin nodded, and said lightly: "Iron catcher." ”

Tetsuo smiled and nodded, not paying attention to Wuxin's coldness, because he was used to it, and it was due to Wuxin's character. Smiling, he motioned for Wuxin and the two to sit down, and at the same time looked at Nangong Chu who was following Wuxin, and asked slowly, "Who is this?"

"A friend. Wuxin replied lightly, and his attitude was still neither slow nor slow. It's not that he's unceremonious, and it's not that he doesn't treat Tetsuo as a friend, it's that he doesn't like those red tape politenesses in the first place, and that's why he's like this because he's a friend.

"In Xia Nangong Chu, I have heard the name of the god for a long time. Nangong Chu smiled and hugged his fists, but he seemed to be knowledgeable.

Tetsuo also hugged his fists, nodded with a smile, and didn't ask anything more. Glancing at the subordinate who had brought the two of them just now, he saw that the man immediately retreated, gently closed the door, and guarded the door to prevent anyone from disturbing him.

"The unintentional young man was able to come as promised, and the old man was deeply grateful. Tie Xiong put away his smile and said seriously, there seemed to be a trace of worry between his eyebrows.

"Is there any news of the Golden Swordman?" Wuxin looked at Tetsuo and asked urgently, this was his most concerned question.

Tie Xiong nodded, glanced out the window, lowered his voice and said, "I found the trace of the Golden Knife Guest a month ago, but after chasing here, it suddenly disappeared without a trace, and disappeared without a trace. ”

Hearing this, Wuxin couldn't help frowning, the god hunt was really a god catch, and he really tracked the traces of the golden knife man, but he didn't even catch up with the shadow of the other party when he tried his best to chase last time. But as Tie Xiong said, this person is now gone, so how can I continue to track it down.

"I suspect that this person is hiding nearby, and the martial arts conference is about to be held, maybe this person is hidden among these martial arts people. Tie Xiong said affirmatively.

Hearing Tie Xiong's words, a flash of inspiration flashed in Wuxin's mind, and his eyes suddenly widened, remembering the two lines of words on the half page in his arms......