"Baili Suxue?"

Wang Jingmeng looked at this handsome and picturesque young man in white, but he looked too cold, he instantly thought of a possibility, and asked softly, "Who are you with Baili Tassel?"

Baili Suxue glanced at Wang Jingmeng, his eyes were very cold, and the moment he heard this name, his eyes seemed to have ice and snow that could not be dissolved: "It's my father." ”

"Your father?" Wang Jingmeng was stunned.

He heard about Yu Zuochi and Baili Tassel in the Mirror Lake Sword Fair when he was in Bashan Sword Field, in his subconscious, Yu Zuochi and Baili Tassel should be about the same age, but Yu Zuochi seems to be unmarried in Bashan, I can't imagine that Baili Tassel has such a big son?

Baili Suxue looked at Wang Jingmeng's expression, and his eyebrows unconsciously raised slightly.

Although his complexion did not change, it already meant that he was extremely unhappy at this time.

"Cultivators are younger than ordinary people, my master and Yu Zuochi are not married, so I subconsciously feel that your father is also unmarried. Wang Jingmeng said softly apologetically.

Baili Suxue didn't respond to his words, but he felt that Wang Jingmeng was very honest, so he was no longer angry in his heart.

"Revenge isn't just a matter for your Bashan Sword Field. ”

He also didn't like to talk around the bend, so he looked at the porter who was carrying the long wood and continued to move forward, and said, "And our Minshan Sword Sect." ”

"I never underestimated the meaning of the Minshan Sword Sect. ”

Wang Jingmeng looked at his side face and said, "It's just that after I arrived in Changling, there was no one from the Minshan Sword Sect to meet with me, so I didn't think of this layer at all." ”

"You don't even think that those people are naturally easier to ignore. Baili Suxue said coldly.

"Then let's take revenge together. ”

Wang Jingmeng nodded and said, "My master and Uncle Yu are all friends with your father, so we are naturally friends too. ”

He said this as a matter of course.

That's what he thinks in his heart, so he says it very naturally.

Baili Suxue turned his head to look at him, he felt that there was no absolute truth in Wang Jingmeng's words, but at this time, looking at Wang Jingmeng's eyes, he didn't say anything more.

The bodies of the several dead cultivators on Jichang Street were quickly taken away by the people of the Divine Capital Prison, and even the blood stains were quickly washed away with clean water, just when Baili Suxue and Wang Jingmengyi

continued to walk calmly, but everyone on this long street felt a little cold inexplicably.

"This person is not from your Bashan Sword Field?"

The night owl's brows furrowed slightly, and in the afterglow of his eyes, he saw that Lin Boiljiu was also slightly surprised.

Lin Zhuojiu said seriously: "It's really not. ”

.......

Outside the bazaar, there is a small river that connects to the Wei River.

The river does not accommodate boats, and even a few boats can get in and out on weekdays.

The houses on both sides of the river are very old, but after the expansion of Changling, these places are close to the most lively bazaars in the city, but they are often purchased and repaired by wealthy foreign merchants, and many of the old walls and old vaneri are new houses, which look very tasteful.

A small boat was slowly moving along the river towards the waterway outside the city.

Zheng Sleeve is in this Upong boat.

The light in the boat was dim, but her skin shone with a cold white light, like the glow of extremely moist white porcelain.

The position she was in now was beyond the perception of anyone in the bazaar.

Even Confucianism shouldn't be aware of her presence.

She knew that someone had already guessed that those sparks came from Jiaodong County at this time, but she was not ready to stop at this time.

Just like when she came to Changling, since she was coming, she had to use the most dazzling and shocking posture.

And today, Changling will not only remember her peerless beauty, but also know her sword and the attitude of Jiaodong County.

She also knew very well that in the building where Lin Zhujiu was at this time, the man called Night Stalker standing next to Lin Zhuanjiu had always thought that he was the owner of this market.

But today she will let him understand that this market, and there are many markets in the city, in fact, she from Jiaodong County is the real owner.

......

The night owl watched Wang Jingmeng and Baili Suxue walking on the long street, walking not far behind the porter carrying the standing log.

Suddenly, his gaze was cold again.

He saw that just above the alley that connected the long street, the sky suddenly brightened again.

A middle-aged man with a calligraphy and painting in his hand is walking calmly.

He looked like a reader, nothing special.

But the moment the sky above him suddenly brightened, his complexion changed drastically, and a powerful aura erupted from his body.

Countless visible cyan threads flew out from his robe, as if countless mosses were formed around his body in an instant, exuding a dark and palpitating aura.

However, these cyan threads still could not stop the convergence of light.

An indifferent spark appeared above his head.

Snort.

The spark was crushed by a flying sword flying out of his sleeve.

However, the true element in his flying sword rune also burned violently.

His flying sword vibrated violently, uncontrollable for a moment.

At this moment, another indifferent spark fell from the sky, with a speed that he could not understand, and landed on his back.

There was a soft pop.

The man let out a terrified scream, but then broke off in an instant, threw himself forward and fell to the ground, where he died.

With a clang, his flying sword flew diagonally and landed on the roof tiles of a house.

Not far away, there was a fierce sound of breaking the air in the streets and alleys.

There were also cultivators from the Divine Capital Prison who rushed towards the place where the man had died.

The night owl's breathing came to a complete halt.

He couldn't understand the true meaning of these Starfire Swords at this time, but he could feel that compared to the previous two Starfire Swords, the owner of this Starfire Sword had made amazing progress in casting the sword again.

An old man in a yellow robe walked up to a shop.

This shop is one of the few shops in the market that sells some Guanzhong sweets.

The pastries in Guanzhong are actually very coarse, they are all pastries with a lot of sugar, which are too sweet and greasy for the vast majority of foreigners.

This old man in the yellow robe didn't look like a Guanzhong person, he picked a few things casually, and it was not the one that Guanzhong people liked to eat.

But at that moment, the sky above the shop opposite him lit up.

In the small river outside the bazaar, Zheng Sleeve raised her head slightly, she looked at the direction where the old man in the yellow robe was, and seemed to see the shop behind the old man in the yellow robe clearly.

A pale spark fell, through the roof of the shop, to a young man in gray who sat in the shop.

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