"Zhang Haoyu, don't score too much, this is Qingyunmen, you can't be presumptuous!" Dao Xuan's eyes widened angrily, patted the table and pointed at Zhang Haoyu.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that, it's your own problem, I didn't do anything, it's reasonable, I'm Lu Xueqi's brother, so she wants to get married, how can she get past me, and~ I'll throw my words here, it's impossible for Li Xun of Incense Valley to marry Lu Xueqi!" Zhang Haoyu finished, stretched his waist, and was about to stand up and leave.

"Vertical, it's too much to deceive people!" Shangguan Ce slapped at Zhang Haoyu.

"Why bother, what I don't like the most is to fight and kill!" Zhang Haoyu shook his head, sighed with emotion, and then flew up in the air, pointing at Shangguan Ce's forehead with a finger.

"Bang!"

Shangguan Ce flew out directly upside down and crashed into Lin, making a painful sound.

"Old guy, Dao Xuan doesn't dare to make a move, what can you do here, I really don't know how many catties and taels you have! Dao Xuan, I hope you think about it carefully, otherwise I don't know, will there be a second Demon Sect attack on Qingyunmen, it will happen again!"

Dao Xuan looked at Zhang Haoyu and clenched his hands tightly, looking at Zhang Haoyu as if he was looking at the enemy who killed his father, but remembering Zhang Haoyu's thunder just now, he instantly solved Shangguan Ce, Dao Xuan was intimidated, and he decided to endure it.

......

A night of mountain rain, the morning air is fresh and pleasant, the flowers and trees are with dew, one by one nodding slightly, in the green song of thousands of birds, Zhang Haoyu slowly opened his eyes.

may have suffered a little bit of wind and cold, Zhang Haoyu's head was still a little groggy, he gently rubbed his head, thought about it, and just remembered to find a random place to rest, but he didn't expect to fall asleep!

Just as Zhang Haoyu was thinking about how he fell asleep, a vicissitudes of sound sounded in his ears.

"Child, how are you sleeping comfortably?"

Zhang Haoyu turned his head to look and saw a pale old man holding a broom in his withered hand, and asked with a kind face.

Zhang Haoyu couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw the old man, this person's cultivation was very high, but then he remembered something, breathed a sigh of relief, and replied: "Old man, I don't know how I appeared here?"

The old man's beard was half white, very kind, looking at Zhang Haoyu's appearance as if with a sense of love, he asked softly: "You were too tired last night, so I changed to give you a requiem incense to let you sleep well."

Zhang Haoyu was shocked, frowned and asked, "Requiem incense?"

The corners of the old man's wrinkled mouth smiled slightly, and said: "Don't worry, baby, I already know about you from Old Man Zhou, to be honest, I really admire you, young people really dare to think and dare to do it!"

Although Zhang Haoyu saw this old man for the first time, he felt inexplicably cordial, unlike the old man of Zhou Xian, who knew that he was abducted and deceived, and the old man obviously knew Zhou Xian, so Zhang Haoyu took his original account of Zhou Xian.

After Zhang Haoyu finished, the old man nodded and sighed: "The road is difficult! ”

"Senior, I believe that I can, cultivate immortals, and what I cultivate is a contention, if there is no immortal now, I will fight for an immortal for him!" Zhang Haoyu said confidently.

The old man was silent for a long time, but instead asked Zhang Haoyu: "Have you ever heard of the Dragon Slaying Sword?"

"Dragon Slashing Sword?" was asked by the old man, Zhang Haoyu couldn't help but think of something.

On Liubo Mountain that day, Zhang Haoyu saw Lin Jingyu fighting with the Demon Sect with the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, because he was a Nine Divine Soldier, Zhang Haoyu also took a few more looks.

At this time, Zhang Haoyu suddenly bowed respectfully to the old man and said, "Senior, but Wan Jianyi?"

"Hahaha" The old man smiled self-deprecatingly, waved his hand, and his tone seemed to be a little lonely and sad: "I'm just a sweeper, how can I be worthy of this name." ”

At the end, the old man arched his already rickety back slightly, trying to make himself look more ordinary, but this was just a cover-up.

The old man turned around, turned his back to Zhang Haoyu, walked into the distance, and said slowly and meaningfully: "Baby, I can see that you are a swordsman, but the sword is a gentleman's soldier, and the sword is not in the mind, and the sword is benevolent, not like you, full of anger, you are on the wrong path!"

Zhang Haoyu was depressed and angry, how could he have this thing, but he still said to the old man: "I don't know how the seniors saw that I was angry, but the way I want to go, the seniors also know that it is destined not to be so easy, so whether there is this anger is not so important, the important thing is the result!"

Listening to Zhang Haoyu's words, the old man's body slowly turned around again, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes that was completely inconsistent with his appearance, and said: "Do you grasp it yourself? If you have any doubts in your heart in the future, come back and ask me, the old man has nothing else, a cup of tea can still calm your mind." ”

After listening to the old man's words, Zhang Haoyu was silent! He didn't know why, he originally thought that the old man would help him, but unfortunately, just like the old man, his own path is the enemy of the world, and the only one who can rely on him is himself!

Zhang Haoyu sighed in his heart, and once again looked at the old man who had left.

At this time, the old man grinned at Zhang Haoyu and said, "Baby, come on, if there is really such a one, there is hope, I will help you!"

The remnant sun is like blood, the sunset is like weaving, after the old man left, Zhang Haoyu stayed alone until the evening. The evening view of Tongfeng is very good, but it is too solemn, Zhang Haoyu does not like such an atmosphere.

At this time, Zhang Haoyu found out that he was actually in the ancestral hall of Qingyunmen, this time, he affirmed the identity of the old man, it was Wan Jianyi, Zhang Haoyu didn't expect to meet him here!

Zhang Haoyu planned to leave here, after all, Lu Xueqi's matter had not yet ended, and when he arrived at the foot of Tongfeng, Zhang Haoyu looked back, on the layers of stone steps, an old figure was holding an old broom, carefully sweeping each layer of stone steps, meticulously, as if he was not sweeping the floor, but polishing a peerless work of art.

......

Lu Xueqi here, Bai has been waiting for a long time, how could Dao Xuan obediently listen to Zhang Haoyu's threats, if the head of Qingyunmen can listen to Beirao's threats so easily, he will simply commit suicide, and he will be the leader of the righteous path.

Just as Zhang Haoyu guessed, Dao Xuan quietly arranged for someone to pick up Lu Xueqi.

And Lu Xueqi had already been dazed by the medicine in advance, and she didn't know what was going on!