The sky in Xiyue is always unreasonable, the rain is still falling, some people say that maybe God has encountered something sad.

Zhao Wushuang heard the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, "This statement is good, it is much better than any Heavenly Dao ruthless." ”

"Childe believes that heaven and earth have love?"

"Of course! At least it's better than the human heart, heaven and earth are ruthless but fair, sometimes the human heart is more terrible than the natural way of heaven!"

In the inn, several tables returned to a state of bragging.

Suddenly, a person whispered: "This Meng Chong is really rampant." ”

A person next to him echoed: "Who let there be a second emperor behind the family! When the Yongguan King was arrested, this Meng Chong was the first to fight!"

The man sighed.

"Alas, the dignified and brave champion! The master of the Grandmaster List, Emperor Taizu's favorite youngest son, committed suicide like this, aggrieved!"

Zhao Wu, who picked up the wine glass, trembled slightly, but the wine in the cup was not sprinkled, he no longer sipped the wine gently, but poured it down.

It is said that ten years ago, someone went to rob the prison and rescued Zhongliang, but I don't know what happened to him. ”

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a young man wearing a robe, carrying a wooden gun, shook off the water droplets on his body.

The boy had an unremarkable face, but he had eyes like eagles. Everyone looked down when they saw his sharp eyes, because they were full of sharpness, and the slightest glance would sting.

The boy did not speak, but found a table in the corner and sat down and closed his eyes.

Zhao Wushuang, who was slowly calming down his heart, turned his head and glanced at Wan'er.

"A wooden gun, a pair of eagle eyes!?"

Wan'er nodded: "Yes, son! The eleventh on the rookie list, the grandson of the gun saint Zao Wouji, Zhao Fengmang!"

"Hehe! I didn't expect to meet my cousin!"

Although Zhao Wushuang said it with a smile, Wan'er could feel his killing intent.

Creation Dynasty, Gentian Gun Saint Zao Wou-Ki, one of the ten people on the Grandmaster List, when a gentian gun broke the gate of the Three Kingdoms, Taizu Zhao Shizengyun: "The world has eight strong guns, and I create a stone of gentian." ”

Zhao Wushuang continued to pick up the wine on the table and took a sip gently.

He said lightly to Wan'er: "Childe, I want to kill someone! How can this be good?"

Wan'er covered her mouth and smiled: "That's not good, Childe! Be careful of that peach blossom sword!"

"Peach Blossom Sword! I really want to give it a try!"

Wan'er pouted and said, "No! The sect leader can explain, the son can't fight with others!"

"Okay, good! You just will listen to Master and Sister! Your son-in-law is very aggrieved!"

At this moment, the door was pushed open again, and three people, two men and one woman, came into view. The man on the left is as cold as frost, carrying a silver sword, the silver sword is like snow, and the cold is pressing.

The tall man on the right has a broad broadsword, which looks very domineering.

As for the woman, the three thousand green silk fell as she took off her robe, and her slap-covered face had a pair of Danfeng eyes similar to Zhao Wushuang's, and his figure was very tall, only a little shorter than the man beside him.

The three of them glanced at Zhao Fengmang in the corner and sat down at another table.

Wan'er looked at the tall woman and pouted: "The man with the sword on his back should be Xue Fengchen, the young owner of the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa, the fifth on the rookie list." That big guy doesn't need to guess, he knows that he is the twelfth on the rookie list of Xue Zhan, the young owner of Crazy Knife Villa, and he is the genius of the rookie list. ”

"Oh, where's the tall woman?"

Zhao Wushuang tilted his head and asked with a smile.

Wan'er shook her head and snorted coldly: "I don't know!"

Zhao Wushuang laughed.

"This son knows! Cangyue Sword Immortal Bai Qianqiu's daughter Bai Luoluo is eighth on the rookie list. ”

"Oh!"

Looking at the three of them, for a while, there was silence in the inn, and the raindrops outside were hitting the windows, and Zhao Wushuang slowly closed his eyes and listened, because he liked to listen to the rain in a quiet environment the most.

"Smack"

A sound sounded, interrupting Zhao Wushuang's listening, he frowned a little, looked up, and found that it was Xue Zhan, the young owner of the Crazy Knife Mountain Villa, who put the big knife on the table.

Xue Zhan sneered: "It turns out that the ash spear head is also there!"

Call!

In the corner, Zhao Fengmang opened his eyes, and the sharpness of his eyes was revealed.

"How dare a wild dog bark?"

The room was filled with a strong murderous aura.

Xue Zhan picked up the big knife and said with a smile: "What's the matter!

At this time, several white shadows flew out, and a woman led by them landed lightly and looked at the two of them.

"Do you two know the rules of the Worry-Free Inn?"

The two snorted coldly and arched their hands: "I know! Don't dare to be presumptuous!"

"With so many masters gathered in this small carefree inn, is it really so tempting to create the Heavenly Scripture?"

Wan'er smiled lightly: "That's the Heavenly Scripture of Creation! If you get it, you can get the world!

Sixty years ago, the heavenly and human Sikong Divine Wind, a peerless martial art written by the head of a hundred schools, Sikong Divine Wind has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades. Later, Sikong Changfeng sat in Taihang Mountain, leaving only an immortal legend for future generations.

And the Heavenly Book of Creation was scrambled by the world and scattered all over the place.

Zhao Wushuang tapped the table leg lightly in boredom.

"Could it be that there is a Heavenly Scripture of Creation in this Sanssouci Inn?"

Wan'er said: "That's not it! It is said that at the beginning, the fragments of the Creation of the Heavenly Scripture were obtained by the young master of the Li family in Xiyue, but later the entire Li family was slaughtered by three hundred people! Moreover, it was just one person's shot, these people probably thought that the person had killed so many people, and they should have come to the Sansso-free Inn to hide!"

Zhao Wushuang sighed faintly: "How can you say that the Li family is also a second-rate force, and it was slaughtered by one person! Could it be that it is a member of the Demon Sect?"

"I don't know, but there are also many masters of the Twelve Sects of the Western Regions who have come to the Central Plains. After an interval of ten years, the Nine Hidden Palaces thirty-six Tiangang Hall, and the seventy-two Earth Demon Palaces were restarted. ”

Zhao Wushuang was slightly startled.

"The Nine Shadows Palace is allowed to die as soon as the Nine Shadows die, and the twelve sect masters, the thirty-six hall masters, and the seventy-two palace guards are all divided and gone, who can reunify the Nine Shadows Palace?"

"I don't know, I only know that he is very strong, the eleventh sect master, the thirty-sixth hall master, and the seventy-second palace guard has been defeated in his hands!"

Zhao Wushuang suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like electricity.

"Why didn't Master and Sister tell me?"

Wan'er said: "The sect leader has explained, don't let the son be distracted, the sect leader will let the son stand on the throne of the Central Plains Martial Arts Alliance." ”

"Martial Arts Alliance Master?"

At this time, Zhao Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly, because he felt a faint murderous aura, not aimed at him, but at everyone present.

Suddenly, above the second floor, silver-white sword light poured out, directly approaching one of the six men sitting with the sword.

The man changed his playful expression and grabbed the long knife at his waist.

A flash of the long knife!

The sword qi was whistling like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, several tables and chairs were shattered, and the few people in front of the table had already been dismantled.

The man stood with his knife crossed, grabbed the flask and took a sip.

"Tsk, what a peach blossom sword, it's really extraordinary, it's happy!"

I saw the second floor Bai Wuwu falling lightly, looking at the corpse on the ground, his face was slightly pale.

The two of them slashed and slashed in an instant.

The crowd reacted and scrambled back.

"You're very good at hiding! ”

Hei Sha threw the wine pot away and smiled: "I can't imagine that after so many years, there are still people who remember the name of Lao Tzu!"

"Hell... Devil Cry Knife!!" Zhao Fengmang and the others were shocked.

Ghost Cry Knife Black, the sixteenth on the list of wicked people, became famous ten years ago, since his debut, thousands of souls under the knife, he never kills people, just wants to kill and kill, women and children are like this.

Later, he met Nie Han, the Grandmaster Bang Han, in Jiangnan, and was defeated with a knife. It took hundreds of miles to escape Nie Han's pursuit, and ten years have passed, and the ghost crying knife that he has never heard of for a long time did not expect him to reappear in the rivers and lakes.

Zhao Wushuang touched the scales on the scabbard of the ink scales, and looked at the ghost crying knife with a little fiery eyes.

Wan'er rolled her eyes and reminded, "Childe, the sect leader commands..."

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to take a look!"

Zhao Wushuang said dissatisfied.

Zhao Fengmang in the corner slowly took off the wooden gun on his back, and the slightest spear gushed out.

Hei Sha turned his head and laughed: "Grandson of the Spear Saint, hehe, if your father, Zhao Hanguang, the Spear King, is almost the same, it will be your little doll." ”

Before the word "baby" was finished, the black demon had already come to Zhao Fengmang's body and slashed out.

Zhao Fengman was startled, and hurriedly pointed out the spear, but the spear was shattered inch by inch, and the sword qi did not decrease and slashed straight at him.

At this moment, a white shadow flashed, and Bai Wuwu grabbed Zhao Feng and flashed his sword qi, which slashed at the wall behind him.

Rumble!

A huge crack was cut through the entire wall.

Bai Wuwu threw Zhao Fengmang out of his hand, and said angrily: "Bullshit! I really think I should be self-righteous after studying the dragon and snake for a few days!"

Zhao Fengmang's face turned blue and white, and it was not easy to refute, so he had to stand alone in the corner with the remnant gun.

Hei Xuan raised his eyebrows, gave a thumbs up, and said: "What a dragon walk! I didn't expect that the Peach Blossom Sword is not only fast, but also extremely good!"

"Humph!"

Bai Wuwu held the peach blossom in his hand, wiped the sword body with his sword fingers, and the thick true qi slowly gushed out, and the long sword trembled non-stop, emitting a clanging dragon roar.

The sword qi burst out like a flower, and I saw Bai Wuwu throw the sword out violently, and then stepped on the dragon step and quickly followed the sword.

The black pupils shrank, and the long knife in his hand let out a ghost crying wolf howl.

The sword qi pierced the air like the wind, whistling towards it.

A dazzling white light suddenly appeared, dozens of tables and chairs in the Sanssouci Inn were destroyed, and everyone retreated.

After a while, the sword light and sword qi dissipated, and everyone fixed their eyes to see a bloody arm lying quietly on the ground, and his fingers were still trembling slightly, as if telling about unwillingness.

"Good sword!"

Zhao Wushuang in the distance sighed, this sword is really amazing!

Bai Wuwu put away his sword like a sheath, and everyone behind him rushed out of the door.

The Black Demon is seriously injured, and now is a good time to capture the fragments of creation.

The corners of Zhao Wushuang's mouth curled slightly, and he said darkly: "I don't know if I live or die!" Although the black demon was seriously injured, it was only a knife to kill you. ”

For a while, only Zhao Wushuang Wan'er and several women in white were left in the entire inn.

With a slight wave of his hand, several women in white floated away.

I saw Bai Wuwu staring at the ink scale sword in a daze, and after a while, Bai Wuwu came back to his senses and asked, "She, is she okay?"

"Huh?" Zhao Wushuang frowned slightly.

"Do you know my master?"

Bai Wuwu sighed faintly, and said with some longing: "Others don't know the Moyu Qilin, but I know very well that when I went to the North Scale Sword Pond with your master, I picked up a piece of Moyu Qilin at the bottom of the sword pool, and your master was very happy and decided to make it into a sword, but I don't know why it took so many years to be born." Then you must be Zao Wushuang!"

Behind her, Wan'er gently unsheathed the long sword in her hand for half a minute, and her eyes were like electricity.

Bai Wuwu laughed and said: "Little girl, don't be nervous, I'm friends with your sect leader, so don't worry, I won't talk nonsense." ”

"If you have trouble in the future, come to my worry-free inn!"

Zhao Wushuang smiled faintly and said, "Do you want money?"

Bai Wuwu said: "No need!"

Zhao Wushuang nodded with satisfaction.

The rain was majestic, and Zhao Wushuang slowly closed his eyes, as if he felt the cold ice rain lapping on his body. (End of chapter)