Qin Yan turned out of the corner and asked with a smile on his face, "Lord Xue Duo is so early, are you planning to go out, or have you just come back?"

Qian Bulai calmed down slightly, laughed dryly, and said: "The enemy is now, I will patrol overnight, and I will be prepared." ”

The red-haired worship Qin Yan smiled and said, "Lord Xue has a heart, if everyone in our Sword Training Hall can have a heart like Lord Jiang Helm, why be afraid of a strong enemy?"

Qian Bulai underestimated in his heart, and said secretly: "This person is cunning and cunning, and he ignores me on weekdays, but it's a big bad thing to bump into him today." ”

Thinking of this, Qian Bulai smiled and said: "Mr. has done his best for the Sword Hall, and the only daughter has sacrificed her life for the Sword Hall. ”

Qin Yan sneered, a strange expression appeared on his face, and said in a low voice, "Sword refining...... Hey...... Sword refining, there are so many swords to refine, and today's sword training hall is just a pool of stagnant water. ”

Qian Bulai couldn't figure out the meaning of this red-haired offering, and he felt a sudden shock, he only felt that this Qin Yan was so strange today, this person was thoughtful and hidden, Qian Bulai was afraid of leaking flaws around him, and he had always deliberately kept his distance from him.

At this moment, hearing this Qin Yan say something inconsequential, Qian Bulai muttered in his heart, laughed dryly, and said: "What did Mr. Qin say, our Sword Hall is full of talents, and it is thriving, and we will show our strength in the future and try to dominate the martial arts." ”

Qin Yan seemed to be smiling, a pair of eyes stared at Qian Bulai strangely, and said in a deep voice: "Lord Xue Helm, for more than ten years, Qiao Zhuang has dressed up, I'm afraid he is exhausted at this time, right?"

Qian Bulai was shocked in his heart, but his face did not change, and he said secretly: "This old fox still found me!"

At the moment, he was on guard, pretending to be innocent and said: "Where is Mr. Qin saying this, his subordinates can't understand, and his subordinates have ...... over the years."

Before the money didn't finish, Qin Yan waved his hand tiredly, signaling that if the money didn't come, don't say any more, only to hear him say: "Whether you really call Old Man Xue Lun doesn't care, whether you are a spy who got in, or whether you are a rudder master of the Sword Training Hall, the old man doesn't care." ”

If he really sees through me and quietly grabs my handle or holds me, how can he have the leisure to talk to me here?

Thinking of this, Qian Bulai was a little relieved, turned his head to look around, and said in a low voice: "Then dare to ask Mr. Qin what he cares about?"

Qin Yan took a step forward, Qian Yan was angry, his whole body was full of energy, and he was on guard, only to hear Qin Yan say gloomily: "The only thing the old man cares about is, which one are you?"

It's not easy to answer this if the money doesn't come, he squinted his eyes, sneered, and thought: "Just give you a blow!" Thinking of this, he asked rhetorically: "Then may I ask Mr. Qin, which one are you?"

As soon as Qian Bulai's words fell, the corners of Qin Yan's eyes, who were expressionless in red, twitched violently, his deep eyes stared at Qian Bulai, and said coldly: "At the end of the hour, the lobby is deliberating!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around, Qian Bulai looked at Qin Yan's back, breathed a long sigh of relief, shook his head and slowly returned to the house.

When Qian Bulai came to the council hall, the hall was already full of rudder masters of various branches, as well as a few worshippers in the Sword Training Hall, Qian Bulai raised his head and glanced at Qin Yan, Qin Yan was expressionless, and he couldn't see any changes.

Qian Bulai was uneasy at the moment, and secretly thought: "Qin Yan must have known his special identity, but he still doesn't know his origin, so did the hall master Lian Heng and the young master Lian Ming also know that their identity is special?"

At this time, the hall master Lian Heng and the young master Lian Ming walked out of the apse, and above the originally chaotic lobby, they were silent for an instant, only to see Lian Heng sit on the Taishi chair in the middle with an expressionless face, and glanced sideways at Lian Ming next to him.

Lian Ming next to him nodded, and without saying a word, he took out a purple-black letter from his sleeve and placed it on the long table in front of the hall.

The people present were curious, gathered around the long table to take a look, only to see a purple-black letter about one foot long, with a red circle on the top, and a bright red word "evil" written on it, and eight big characters written below, each red as blood, against the backdrop of the purple-black letter, it looked extremely gloomy.

The hall masters and several worshippers present saw this letter, and the discussion broke out in a chaotic manner, and everyone's faces were gloomy, Lian Hengyi waved his hand, pointed to the purple-black letter on the table, and said: "Everyone, I called everyone here today for this matter, as soon as the letter arrives, the mysterious organization in southern Xinjiang will attack soon, and everyone will gather together to get an idea." ”

Lian Ming said: "Uncle, the letters we sent to the various factions in the Central Plains some time ago are like sinking into the sea, and there is no news, I don't want his Central Plains parties to sit idly by and watch this mysterious organization in southern Xinjiang!"

Lian Heng sneered and said: "The Imperial Sword Divine Sect is in Southern Xinjiang, and they ignore this mysterious organization in Southern Xinjiang making waves in their old nest. ”

Lian Ming said: "Even so, the Xuanyu Sect also ignores this, it is really a famous and decent family!"

Qin Yan, the first on the left, said with a smile: "Xuanyu Gate Liu Yifeng is already a mud bodhisattva crossing the river at the moment, and it is difficult to protect himself, so he has spare strength to take care of the affairs of our northern Xinjiang!"

At this time, a thin old man in the audience said loudly: "None of us rely on it, no matter how powerful his Southern Xinjiang Mysterious Organization is, after all, it is a new sect that has recently risen in recent years, how big can it be?

As soon as the thin old man's voice fell, the crowd in the audience was furious, and there were many people who echoed it, and at this moment, only a voice from the east head said: "This mysterious organization in southern Xinjiang is very powerful, even the Imperial Sword Divine Sect does not dare to provoke them, we need to avoid its edge, we can't fight hard." ”

Everyone looked for prestige, and the speaker was a short and fat middle-aged man in the east, and the thin old man heard this, and said loudly: "Lord Wang, what's the matter?

When the short and fat middle-aged man who was called the helmsman Wang heard this, his face flushed with anger, and he said loudly: "The surname Yang, you are less big here, one of the helmsmen present is counted as one, that is not tougher than you, there must be a strong enemy attacking, I Wang is the first to rush up, and the hundredth turn may not be your turn!"

The thin old man surnamed Yang glared at his eyes and said angrily: "The surname Wang, don't fart here!" After speaking, he pointed to the purple-black letter on the long table and said: "Everyone has come to the door, you have said something deflating, and you are the first to rush up, you are frightened at the moment!"

This Wang Helmsman's face seemed to be angry, and he said loudly: "There are so many sects in the northwest, why is his mysterious organization in the south only looking for our bad luck in the Sword Hall, and can't we investigate it clearly? Like you, who doesn't care about it, just want to fight, what is it like, come on, come on, if you really want to fight, the one surnamed Wang will accompany you to live two tricks first!"

The thin old man surnamed Luo rushed forward suddenly, and the two were about to fight, and the people next to him hurriedly hugged and pulled the two apart, and Lian Heng said in a deep voice: "Don't mess up with everyone, the so-called 'soldiers will block the water and cover the earth', we have always been people who don't offend me, I don't offend people, everyone be on guard, the enemy is in the dark and I am in the light, don't let people take advantage of the loopholes." ”

Lian Heng was still about to say something, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a few shouts from outside the hall, Lian Heng glanced outside, and asked loudly: "What's wrong outside, who is making noise there?"

As soon as Lian Ming's words fell, suddenly a young disciple dressed in black suddenly ran into the conference hall and said in a panic: "Hall Master Qiyu, something is wrong, a large group of people have attacked, look at the costumes, they should all be from the mysterious organization in Southern Xinjiang?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a buzz in the hall, and everyone discussed: "What?" and "Why did you attack it quietly?"

Lian Heng stood up abruptly and said loudly, "How did these thieves quietly cross the mountain gate?" As he spoke, he turned to look at Qin Yan and asked loudly, "There are at least three secret sentinels on the main road leading to the mountain, how could they not find that the enemy is attacking?"

At this moment, Qin Yan on the side walked to Lian Heng's side in two steps, his face was solemn, Lian Heng looked at Qin Yan suspiciously, only to see Qin Yan leaning into Lian Heng's ear and saying, "Hall Master, you can't ...... at this moment."

At this moment, Lian Heng's body suddenly shook violently, and he grabbed Qin Yan's left shoulder, stared at Qin Yan with wide eyes, and said in great horror: "Mr. Qin, you ...... What do you do?"