Although they have been inherited for so many years, their relationship is not weak, but deeper. Over the years, the three families have been married, and they are each other's arms. If one family moves, the three families must unite, so the general forces on the rivers and lakes dare not poke this hornet's nest. Now, however, the two families have to engage in a life-and-death confrontation, which undoubtedly causes a major earthquake on the rivers and lakes.

Zhongzhou Fengyulou, Jiuyou Palace, and Baiduan Mountain, although there has never been a grudge between these two major rivers and lakes forces, I am afraid that this time they will really show their fangs and kill each other.

Someone cries, and naturally someone laughs. Both of these forces have bad bloodlines and fight each other, which is a good thing, and many are happy to see this.

As the saying goes, the sandpiper and the clam compete, and the fisherman wins.

If these two forces fight, they will inevitably be weakened, and even once destroyed, they will not be empty talk.

As long as the strength of one of them decreases, the rest of the Jianghu forces that have been defeated by it will inevitably rise and devour them in one fell swoop, becoming the new top hero.

Thus, this belated duel attracted the attention of countless forces. When the news of the duel came out in Shuiyueyuan, these forces immediately sent their masters to infiltrate Baiduan Mountain and Zhongzhou City, and began to quietly make various arrangements, and only when the time was ripe, they would make a move.

It's an eventful affair with all sorts of undercurrents. The former is to prevent Jiangnan Fuqin from being wiped out, while the bloody Hou Tangyu is to kill the rivers and lakes.

What follows is a life-and-death struggle between two forces that despise the rivers and lakes.

No matter what the outcome between them is, it is destined to be a reshuffle of the entire Jianghu forces.

However, for those ordinary children of the rivers and lakes, this is the death knell of the hypnotic spirit. They have seen the stormy rivers and lakes, and half of their own feet have stepped into the land of the Nine Shadows, and I am afraid that the day when their souls will die is not far off.

Everywhere there are hard rocks and sparse green grass.

Next to the low barren mountain path, an old banyan tree, its branches stretched out a few feet away, and its thick trunk sat like a decaying old man.

The patched and broken tea shed became the only ornament under the banyan tree. It was really comfortable to rest and stay in this place.

A young man in a black shirt sits in a tea shed, enjoying the tea in his hand with a relaxed face. Although a little bitter, it seems good to drink such a cup of tea in a wilderness where birds don't.

Sitting next to him was a middle-aged man with a pockmarked face, a pair of small eyes rolling slightly, holding the hilt of a knife in his left hand, looking around at the barren mountains. A discerning person knows at a glance that he is very intelligent and discreet, and that he is definitely a calculating person.

"Young master, we didn't see anything along the way. When are we supposed to find people all over the world?"

The middle-aged man with a pockmarked face turned around, twisted his somewhat sore shoulders, and said in a mournful tone.

"Uncle Ma,"

"How many times have I said come out and call me master. The grimacing young man reminded him.

"Yes, little village master!"

The middle-aged man replied, just as he spoke, he found another slip of the tongue, and quickly shut up and lowered his head not to look at him.

Alas!

The boy in the shirt rolled his eyes helplessly: "What a mistake to take you out! I know that it is a good thing to bring Qiu Ling out to serve the people and make people pleasing to the eye!"

The middle-aged man took it in his throat in one breath, and lamented in his heart: "You think I want to suffer on the mountain with your little ancestor, but I didn't force it by the owner of the village." 49 e-books

However, he only dared to think about it in his heart, and he had to accompany a smiling face, praying that this little ancestor had a kind heart and went back as soon as possible, so that he could be relieved as soon as possible.

Da, da

The horseshoe came from far and near, and a horse-drawn carriage drove slowly around the corner.

The coachman, dragging his long voice, tightened the reins, stopped in front of the tea shed, jumped out of the station, and said: "Sister, there is a tea shed here, you can quench your thirst!"

I saw two women come out of the carriage, the leader was a woman with normal eyesight, red lips and white skin, and next to me was a girl dressed as a servant, this was Qin Xin and Xiaolan.

Sister, there is nowhere to rest within a radius of miles. It's hard to find a place like this. I can only grieve you!

The coachman said as he drove the carriage to the side of the road. Standing on the side of the road, looking at the shabby, he nodded, and did not abandon the shabby one

Bodhi has no trees, and mirrors are not platforms!

Qin Xin looked at the tea shed and sighed in her heart. How many people can build such a tea shed in this place, so it is weak in fame and fortune.

When they entered the tea shed, they found an empty table and sat down. The old man who sold tea came over and said apologetically, "I'm afraid these two girls have come a long way." "Little Lao'er is very poor and only needs some green tea and coarse cakes, so he can only take you lightly. ”

Qin Xin smiled slightly: "The old man is very heavy, as long as he can satisfy his hunger and quench his thirst." ”

Very good!

The old man nodded, turned to bring two bowls of tea, handed some rough pastries, and then turned to sit aside and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Master!

A playful voice sounded, and Qin Xin's hand that had just picked up the tea shook slightly, and he almost fell to the ground. I saw a boy in a black shirt sitting on one side.

"Yo,"

Xiao Lan stared at him with a cold face, and said sarcastically in an ugly tone: "Isn't this the city lord of our Mu Lun Mu Shao? What are you calling ?Who is your teacher?"

Hey!

My master, Xiaolan, fought a bloody battle for your sister, and it was fierce. It was an earth-shattering, horrific death with corpses everywhere. This is simply the enemy of heaven and earth, and the ghosts and gods are shocked. You said that your sister is not my teacher, who is my teacher?

Mu Lun shook his head, spoke at length for a long time, and boasted like a river, as if he didn't see Xiaolan's eyes rolling and a nobody's expression.

"Hehe, Master Mu is not at ease in the village. How could he have come to this wilderness to suffer from such cold?" Qin Xin smiled, watching the two of them arguing, and had to interrupt them with a sentence.

Hmph, don't ask!

The owners of Mu Shaozhai have come out to collect incense money, but how many copper coins can you collect in this poor and remote land?

Xiaolan tilted her head, speaking harshly and harshly, not polite at all. He didn't seem to have forgotten that the Mujiazhai people wanted to play prestige on the boat.

Mu Lun had to pretend not to hear, and smiled at Qin Xin and said, "Master, I'm looking for my master." "I've heard that the host makes horrible noises in the rivers and lakes. I'm worried about being an apprentice!"