Chang'an City spent a peaceful night, from now on, the three words Situ Yu will always remain in people's memory, and perhaps no one will remember him again.

Just like many people, buried in the long river of history, everything that was once has finally become empty.

Xu Changfeng pushed open the door panel, and at a glance saw the figure of a middle-aged man standing in the courtyard, bathed in the morning light. His face was still ugly, and his expression was a little haggard. He changed into a new outfit that gave him a clean feel.

"So early?"

Xu Changfeng came out of the house, walked to the position of the stove, and made a fire to cook porridge.

Zhou Qixuan walked towards Xu Changfeng and whispered: "The rivers and lakes have their own rules, you are now the deputy master of Zhaoyue Gate, it stands to reason that you should get up early in the morning and go to my place to receive the token of the deputy master, but now let me come here to see you in person, is this still like words?"

Xu Changfeng stopped chopping wood, turned his head and said seriously: "You know, I'm not interested in you, the deputy master. ”

"If you're not interested, you could have chosen to be an outsider yesterday. Zhou Qixuan took out a token, put it in Xu Changfeng's arms, and said in a low voice, "There is very bad news for you, we started a war with the Sword Fu Gang this morning. ”

"What does the bad news mean?" asked Xu Changfeng suspiciously.

Zhou Qixuan said heavily: "The Sword Fu Gang has invited foreign aid. In the first battle, we lost badly. ”

"Are you from the palace?" Xu Changfeng then asked.

Zhou Qixuan shook his head, "Not really." They are also a gang in Chang'an City, called the Ma Gang. Although they don't have much territory in Chang'an, they often travel back and forth between Chang'an and Yangzhou, in other words, the horse gang is very prosperous in Yangzhou. ”

Xu Changfeng nodded and said: "Dumping goods from Yangzhou to Chang'an, this is indeed an oil and water road. ”

"The imperial court does not want Chang'an to be in a situation where the market is dominant, and the reason why the Sword Fu Gang can rise up is because the imperial court is secretly helping. Now that the Zheng Kai brothers have lost the backer of the imperial court, the Sword Fu Gang is nothing more than a paper tiger. Zhou Qixuan suddenly paused and shook his head helplessly, "If there is no involvement of the Ma Gang, I can completely destroy the Sword Fu Gang within half a month." ”

Xu Changfeng stared at Zhou Qixuan and said, "So you came to me early in the morning to confirm my identity as the deputy sect master, so that I could help Zhaoyuemen move back to the situation." ”

In fact, what worries him is not the strength of the horse gang, but the mysterious identity behind Zhou Qixuan.

All this that the imperial court did was not to deal with the Sword Rune Gang, but to deal with him. Although he did not say it explicitly, there was a hidden meaning in many of his words.

If you get too close to Zhou Qixuan, you are destined to be swept into troubled waters.

Zhou Qixuan shook his head, "I don't force you." Now that you have given me this life, if you don't agree, I have nothing to say. It's just that I hope you can help me, as long as the Sword Fu Gang is destroyed, only the two of us can talk to the rivers and lakes in Chang'an City. At that time, the position of the deputy master of Zhaoyue Gate will also be priceless. ”

"You say you won't force me, but you've been throwing me sugar-coated shells. Yesterday was, and so is today. Xu Changfeng lit the fire, straightened up and looked at Zhou Qixuan and said.

Zhou Qixuan smiled, did not deny it, and did not need to explain too much, because he believed that Xu Changfeng would not refuse.

The two looked at each other silently for a while, and Xu Changfeng whispered: "Stay and drink a bowl of porridge before leaving, you were seriously injured yesterday, and it is most appropriate to drink some porridge." ”

"Can I think of it as a celebration banquet in advance?" Zhou Qixuan suddenly smiled.

Xu Changfeng ignored him anymore, washed his hands, returned to the wooden table in the room, sat down, and began to read.

Zhou Qixuan didn't bother anymore, and sat quietly in the courtyard, letting the sunlight shine on him. At this time, it is already late autumn, and after a while, it is rare to see such warm sunshine.

Half an hour passed, Xu Changfeng put two bowls of hot porridge and handed one to Zhou Qixuan, and the two drank it silently in the courtyard.

For a person who is accustomed to eating big fish and meat, this bowl of porridge is really the same as the wax, so Zhou Qixuan drank quickly, and the kung fu bowl of two or three mouthfuls bottomed out.

Xu Changfeng watched quietly, still swallowing in small bites, not in a hurry or impatient.

"That's right. Zhou Qixuan seemed to have thought of something, and whispered, "A servant from Zhaoyuemen found a woman when he was washing clothes in the eastern suburbs this morning. She was badly wounded, holding a very strange sword in her hand, obviously a cultivator. I'm still recuperating at her house, would you be interested in coming with me to see it?"

"Cultivator?" Xu Changfeng shook his head, "I'm not interested." ”

"Forget it...... Zhou Qixuan was speechless, doesn't this guy have anything else to do except study and practice all day long?

Despite this, Xu Changfeng still asked with some curiosity: "Do you want that cultivator to owe you a favor, and you are not afraid of setting yourself on fire?"

A seriously injured cultivator who even had a sword in her hand before she passed out, it was clear that she had been on her guard. This shows that someone is chasing and killing her, and now that Zhou Qixuan has saved her, if she is discovered by her enemies, she may be killed together.

"Of course I'm afraid. Zhou Qixuan nodded and said, "But she is at least a sixth-order cultivator, and I heard from my subordinates that what she is holding in her hand should be a natal sword, with fluorescent flashes and a crescent moon pendant tied to it." ”

When Xu Changfeng heard this, his body trembled slightly, and he muttered in a low voice: "Fluorescent flickering, crescent moon pendant ......"

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Qixuan noticed Xu Changfeng's strange appearance and hurriedly asked.

Xu Changfeng put down half a bowl of porridge in his hand, stared at Zhou Qixuan and asked, "Where is she?"

"The eastern suburbs of Chang'an. Zhou Qixuan said in a low voice.

Very open, the carriage of Zhaoyuemen galloped away from Chang'an City.

The eastern suburbs of Chang'an were still filled with a light morning mist, and the two got out of the carriage and walked to a house by the stream. A woman was boiling medicine at the door of her house, and the strong smell of medicine greeted her.

The maid's husband died of illness half a year ago, and Zhou Qixuan happened to pass by at that time, and saw that she was pitiful, so he arranged for her to go to Zhaoyuemen to do some idle chores, so that she could support herself to some extent.

"The door master ......" The maid saw Zhou Qixuan coming, and hurriedly greeted respectfully.

"How's the people?" Zhou Qixuan asked in a low voice.

"Just woke up and she said she didn't want to see anyone. The maid whispered.

Zhou Qixuan nodded and said, "Well, you can continue to decoct her medicine." ”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Xu Changfeng and said, "It seems that we have come for nothing today." ”

"I'm going to go in and have a look. Xu Changfeng thought for a while and said in a deep voice.

Zhou Qixuan was a little frightened, and hurriedly said, "Are you sure, she is a sixth-order cultivator, if something really happens, I can't save you." ”

Xu Changfeng took a deep breath, nodded and said, "It's good if you help me look here, I'll take control." ”

In this dilapidated tiled house, a scarred woman lies on the bed. When the maid found her, her clothes were already in tatters. Fortunately, the maid stopped the bleeding in time and changed her clothes, otherwise she would have left this world at this moment.

She was lying on her bed pondering when she suddenly heard footsteps outside, very flirtatious, and it was clearly not the woman. She frowned, subconsciously held the fluorescent sword at the head of the bed, and got out of bed with difficulty, leaning against the wall, staring at the position of the door panel.

"Crunch ......"

The wooden door was slowly pushed open, and a teenager cautiously probed in.

Sou!

Immediately afterwards, the small sword in the woman's hand was already on his neck, which made the young man tremble.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?"

The woman soon discovered that this young man was only a cultivator of the Pulp Washing Realm, and could not be a killer sent, her tone softened slightly, but even so, the sword still did not move for half a minute.

The young man listened to the woman's voice, a smile subconsciously appeared on his face, and he quickly turned his head and asked, "Sister Luoyue, is it really you?"

"You ......" The woman was also startled.

Over the years, there have only been two people who have called her Sister Luoyue. She looked at the boy's side, and although it was a little different from the person she remembered, it still had some resemblance.

She wasn't a sixth-order cultivator at all, but the killer of Night Rain: Falling Moon.

"Are you...... Xu Changfeng?" Luoyue asked in surprise, and easily took back the fluorescent sword.

Xu Changfeng closed the door panel, and at this moment, the bandaged wound on Luoyue's body began to overflow blood again.

"Sister Luoyue, lie down. ”

Xu Changfeng looked at the falling moon, his heart was very uncomfortable, but he was very moved. Falling Moon was seriously injured, proving his guess right.