Chapter 21: There are thorns

"Brother Leader, when is the place you are talking about? ”

"On the first day of each month, the pavilion is opened to welcome guests. ”

"The pavilion is open on the first day of every month...... That's still a dozen days. ”

Zhao Qingqiu lowered his head and wrenched his fingers, counting them one by one.

"So, I'll follow you to Sword Valley. ”

The leader pillowed his head with his left hand, and wrapped his white neck around Zhang Jianyun's neck with his right hand, and followed behind everyone slowly.

The group had just finished half of the meal and had already left the Fugui Restaurant.

"Why don't you and Brother Jianyun go to Bochi City first, and when the time is up, I'll go to Bochi City to find you later." ”

Mo Haoqiong rubbed his chin with his right hand, looked at the town in front of him, and said slowly.

"As one of the twelve masters of the righteous path, I don't know how many celebrities want to go and see it, let alone me. But they were all forced back by the towering Sword Valley and the sword aura of the Valley, as long as you people in the Sword Valley invited me to go, I would be able to enter as a matter of course. Isn't it?"

The leader clapped his hands violently, and his eyes lit up.

"What the leading brother said is extreme. Sword Valley is famous, we really want to meet it, as long as the Great Sect Master agrees, it is absolutely simple. ”

Zhang Jianyun slapped the back of the head of the stunned leader of the laughing idiot, and said with a smile.

Song Moyan, who was at the forefront, said coldly, "It's not very fun, but it's just snow." ”

Mo Haoqiong was a little helpless about Song Moyan's frosty indifference outside the Sword Valley, so he had to change the topic, "The leading brother is a young master, why don't you have a few guards and the like to protect you?" ”

The leader stretched out his hand and pointed his thumb back, and a pitch-black charcoal-like horse was clustered in the crowd, following slowly and unhurriedly.

The black horse wandered leisurely through the crowd, seemingly completely oblivious to the surprised gazes of the people passing by.

Suddenly, the ponytail flicked and placed it on the head of a little girl's bun, and the ponytail rubbed the little girl's head like a big hand. The little girl was stunned on the spot, and her mother hurriedly pulled the little girl away with a bewildered face, for fear that the black horse's stubborn temper would hurt her.

"Guards or something, it's not as good as my black charcoal. As long as it's comfortable, it's a proper Maxima. And if I really want to fight, I can't beat it. ”

The black charcoal horse's ears immediately stood up, as if he heard the leader talking about it, and raised a huge black head highly, and two white exercises erupted from his nose.

The leader withdrew his hand pointing backwards and hooked Zhang Jianyun's white neck again.

"And Jian Yun, he is from Xunzhou, because my ancestor and my grandfather had something to talk about, he also followed. The identity is not simple, the eldest young master of the martial arts hall!"

Zhang Jianyun smiled and roughly pulled away the big hand of the leader that hooked his neck.

"Central Plains Xunzhou Zhangjiawu Pavilion?"

Zhao Qingqiu's right hand trembled slightly, and then returned to normal.

Zhangjia...... These two words have already made her scared again and again. She had become accustomed to how to hide it a little, but the wound was still unforgettable.

The royal whose heart is as cold as iron.

The king of the north who covers the sky with one hand.

Those who are confused like dead silence......

"What's wrong?"

A certain division's big face pressed in front of her, blocking everything in her sight.

"Ah...... It's okay. ”

Zhao Qingqiu took two steps back in a panic, and his head burned like smoke.

"Hurry up and keep up!" Ji Jingming urged in front.

The entrance of Jingxi Town is ordinary, a wooden and somewhat decaying high gate, and there is no city wall.

But even if there is not the slightest obstacle around, you still have to enter and exit through this door. No one knows why, but the yamen in the town once said that only by entering and exiting from this gate can they show respect for Jingxi Town.

However, this gate happens to be the closest part of the road that connects the town to Sword Valley.

Song Moyan stepped out of this door, and Ji Jingming, who was only half a step behind her, also stepped out of this door.

Zhao Qingqiu stepped out of the door.

Mo Haoqiong was already in front of this door.

Lift your feet.

Inside the town of Jingxi. Extremely remote Luji tofu shop.

An old man in a withered cloth cloth was grabbing a small spoon and spooning the slippery and naughty tofu flowers in a broken porcelain bowl.

And the reed slumped against the doorpost.

As if something was in the air, the old man's movement of holding the spoon stopped instantly, and the tofu flower on the spoon seemed to be afraid of the old man, and he shook twice and returned to the bowl.

The snot bubbles that slipped out of the reed's nose shattered. The thick right eyebrow is raised high.

"What's wrong, old man?"

The old man froze there like an iron cast for a while, and then scooped up the tofu flower by himself.

"It's okay...... It's just a young man, why is this tofu flower halogen-free and sugar-free?"

"You are old, and it is healthy to eat without halogen and sugar. And keep it clean, uncle, you can eat it with confidence. ”

Reed waved his hand, squinted and dozed again.

The old man lowered his head and swallowed a spoonful of tofu flowers.

The town gate of Jingxi Town.

Just as Mo Haoqiong was about to step out of the door, his back collar was suddenly pulled by Zhang Jianyun.

Mo Haoqiong turned his head inexplicably, and Zhang Jianyun's eyes actually flowed with silver light.

"Something is wrong. ”

Zhang Jianyun's voice was extremely hollow at this time, like a valley echo, and it was definitely not a human voice.

Song Moyan stopped and turned around.

His eyes were like swords, and the internal force of the real human realm was fully unfolded.

Through Mo Haoqiong, through Zhang Jianyun, through the crowd, through the streets and alleys. It's like slashing Jingxi Town with a sword!

The old man disappeared from the wooden chair in an instant.

Reed opened his eyes.

The broken bowl on the wooden table is still there, and the half bowl of tofu flower in it is still there.

"Uncle, it's not a good habit to eat overlord meals......

The reed sneered, stretched out his right hand and dug into the air in an ordinary way.

The air is torn!

A gold-embroidered Hongqing money bag appeared out of thin air and was pinched in his hand.

The reed weighed, good fellow, this bag weighs half a catty, if it is all silver......

Smiling, he pulled the string of the bag, but there was only one token inside.

The magnificent mahogany silver wisp is engraved with a square gold character in the middle.

Manage.

Reed turned the token expressionlessly, and the murderous spirit engraved on the reverse side of the seal.

Chop!

Outside the door.

Song Moyan turned his head, and the aura he exuded was completely restrained.

She's already made a note of it.

She hooked her lips and sneered.

"It's okay, let's go. ”