Crunch......

Zhou Qixuan pushed open the door of the inn, and a dim oil lamp reflected from inside, shining on his bloodstained cheeks.

"Why did you come back so late?"

He didn't reply, he stepped forward, hunched over, and his shaky figure nearly fell to the ground

Seeing this, the young man who was sitting in the room hurriedly got up, walked quickly to the door and helped Zhou Qixuan into the house, "Are you injured?"

Zhou Qixuan went to bed and lay down, shook his head and said, "It's just a small injury, it's not in the way." ”

When the young man heard this, he didn't tighten his face and didn't ask any further.

Someone pierced his chest with a sword, if this is just a minor injury, then does it have to wait until the meridians are damaged to be considered a serious injury? Obviously, Zhou Qixuan was unwilling to say the reason for his injury, so there was no point in him continuing to ask.

"I'm probably going to spend these days in this bed. Zhou Qixuan took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "That batch of goods, I will leave it to you, and I can rest assured." ”

"Goods...... Something went wrong. The young man said in a deep voice, "The Yangzhou Prison has recently thoroughly investigated the case of A Furong, the goods in our hands are not clean, and they cannot be transferred out in a short time, and those buyers are also afraid of smashing them in their own hands." ”

"Looks like we're out of luck. After Zhou Qixuan said this, he slowly closed his eyes.

The boy sighed softly, extinguished the oil lamp, and went to bed with him. Although Shi Dongyu said that he would replace wine with tea, he still encouraged him to drink some wine while eating. He couldn't drink enough, and after a while he fell asleep.

The night passed long, and little by little time passed in silence.

The morning light once again broke through the clouds and mist, shining on the mountains and forests of Nanjun. Baishu Mountain climbed a high slope, and a mile away in front of him, a small city appeared in his sight.

Nanjun, he's finally back.

Nanjun and Dongjun were both border towns of the Shengshi Dynasty, but they were very different in nature. This is a small town where the inhabitants of the dynasty and the Southern Desolate Spirit clan coexist. Anyone who lives here is either a fugitive from the dynasty, or a master of the world who sees through the red dust and has no quarrel with the world.

South County is liberal and a lawless town. The gates of Nanjun are open day and night, even if you are wanted by the dynasty, as long as you can escape into this city before the officers and soldiers capture you, you will be considered free.

In the early morning, the gate of Nanjun was very deserted, and the soldiers who got up early to take turns to defend the city were still yawning, with sleepy eyes and hazy eyes. Bai Shushan stood at the city gate and stared for a long time, took a deep breath, and stepped into Nanjun.

The city is bustling with activity, and people here have to wake up early if they want to survive. The ordinary people who live here stand in front of their homes early in the morning, putting what they can sell at home on the stalls, and the bounty hunters also carry their heads on the streets looking for employers to receive bounties, there is no currency here, all transactions are just for survival, food is the most precious thing in the South County.

The Shengshi Dynasty would never distribute any dry food to the Southern Counties, and their food came from the Southern Desolate Spirit Clan outside the other city gate.

Every morning, the spirits come in with food to barter, and if there is nothing at home that can be sold, and they want to live, they have to pay for it. There are many ways to pay for meat, and there are more than human imagination can be.

This is Nanjun, a paradise that seems to be free but is a prison on earth.

There will be no pie in the world, and if you want to get away with it in South County, you have to pay a certain price.

Here, the most taboo thing is to judge people by their appearance. Even a beggar with a clumsy body can pull out his sword and stab you in the throat in the next second. In order to survive, killing people is also a means. Because anything that can be eaten is incomparably precious in Nanjun, and so are people.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for a scholar like Bai Shushan to survive a day in Nanjun. But he still survived, and he had enough to go to Chang'an for the scientific expedition, which seemed incredible.

Everyone has their own secrets, and he Baishushan is naturally no exception.

The passage to Chengguan in Nanjun was not very long, but Bai Shushan had walked for a long time, his eyes were dull, as if he had lost his mind, his eyes were always looking ahead, and his gaze stayed on the barefoot woman in the black gauze skirt.

She is very beautiful, and she is a rare beauty in the dynasty. She wears a gorgeous headdress, and the beast bone necklace on her wrist is also extremely exquisite, but she exudes a very strange aura on her body, which is not fierce, but it is incompatible with the people of the prosperous dynasty.

This is a sign peculiar to the people of the Spirit Race.

"Miss Qingyun. ”

Bai Shushan walked out of the city and was stunned for a long time.

"You're back. She smiled, sweetly, and said in a soft voice.

As she spoke, she walked quickly towards Baishu Mountain, and gently took his hand, "Hungry, let's go, I'll take you to eat." ”

Bai Shushan couldn't believe his eyes, all this seemed like a dream in front of him. In the month he left South County, a lot must have happened......

At this moment, Chang'an City, thousands of miles away in Nanjun, is also very lively.

However, in the deep palace wrapped in red walls, there was a puff of gunsmoke.

Yang Yue was not wearing a phoenix robe today, she was lying on the bed, her face was still a little pale.

"Why isn't Bai Shushan dead yet? What about Ren Zi'an? He is a dignified imperial historian, can't he even kill a weak scholar?" Yang Yue shouted in a low voice, his eyes staring at the man kneeling on one knee outside the veil.

The person who was kneeling in the room was Mo Zhifeng, and his bed with Yang Yue was only separated by a gauze curtain.

"Yu Niangniang, I have already sent someone to investigate, Ren Yushi is likely to have been killed in Southern Xinjiang by a cultivator at the peak of the sixth order. Mo Zhifeng said in a low voice.

"Sixth-Order Peak Cultivator?" Yang Yue sneered, "He is just a weak scholar, how could there be a Sixth-Order Peak Cultivator to help him?

"This ......" Mo stopped the wind and hesitated, and did not speak for a long time.

Yang Yue frowned and said coldly, "What's the matter, can't you, as the head of the Heaven Prison Division, even find out a sixth-order cultivator?"

Mo Zhifeng hurriedly replied: "It's not that Weichen can't find out, it's just that the sixth-order cultivator is from the Southern Wilderness. ”

Bang dang!

A teacup was thrown out of the curtain, shattering into a porcelain piece on the smooth ground

"Don't stop the wind, are you teasing this palace?" Yang Yue couldn't help but scold, "For hundreds of years, no one from the Spirit Clan has ever dared to take half a step out of Nanjun, let alone a sixth-order cultivator, you are so easy to deceive when you are in this palace?"

"Weichen doesn't dare!" Mo Zhifeng didn't dare to hesitate at all, and hurriedly explained, "The subordinates are also convinced of this, but according to the report from the spies, where Ren Yushi died, he really found the breath of the people of the Spirit Clan." Moreover...... That Baishu Mountain, if it really intersects with the people of the Spirit Clan. ”

"Is this true?" When Yang Yue heard this, his eyes showed a complicated color, and he said viciously: "If I knew this, I shouldn't have let Bai Shushan leave Chang'an alive......

Mo Zhifeng lowered his head and didn't dare to say more.

Now he is also a hard-working man, on the one hand, he is called by the prince, and on the other hand, he has to suffer the anger of the queen's mother, who can withstand this. If the head of the Heavenly Supervisor can be his job, it can be regarded as a dutiful duty.

At this moment, he didn't dare to say it even if he had more complaints in his heart, who made him make such a big mistake back then? Let go of the fish that should not have escaped the net, and now the remnants of the volley sword village are extremely rampant, and it must not be long before there will be a big move.

There is not much time left for him to stop the wind......

"There is still half a year, and the envoy of the Spirit Clan is about to come to the court to make offerings, right?" Yang Yue suddenly thought of something and asked in a low voice.

"Yes. Mo Zhifeng nodded.

"Half a year later, that is, not long after the end of the Starry Meeting, how could the Spirit Clan's envoy come down at this juncture?" Yang Yue said, his face flushed with distress.

Since the previous dynasty repelled the Spirit Clan, a contract was made, and every ten years, the Spirit Clan had to arrange envoys to pay tribute to the Dynasty to show the respect of the Spirit Clan for the dynasty. Now this country has changed its surname to Li, but the rules are always the rules, and the tribute that should come is always inevitable.

Although there are no guarded dynasty soldiers in Nanjun, not far from Nanjun, there is a king of Nanping sitting and guarding. Once the spirit clan dares to disobey, the king of Nanping will immediately send troops to level the southern wilderness.

Mo Zhifeng knelt in front of the curtain, very distressed. He really can't figure out what these big guys are thinking.

"Now that the prince is concentrating on cultivation, almost all the big and small things in the dynasty are handled by the queen's mother, is it possible, the prince has touched the threshold of advancing to the ninth order?" Mo Zhifeng thought secretly in his heart, "But the prince has only been promoted to the eighth order cultivation for ten years, how can he touch the threshold of the ninth order in such a short time?"

Ninth Order, that's the legendary Immortal Realm......