One person fought alone for nine congenitals, and the first two were still masters of the second innate realm, but in the end, they were eight deaths and one escape.

Jiang Nanxing and Jiang Xue knew this result earlier than Situ Ye, and the shock in the hearts of the two brothers and sisters was no less than that of Situ Ye. Even if Dian Jingjing and Yu were even, they were stunned for a long time before they reacted.

Yu Quan has now stepped into the Great Refining Stage of the True Yuan Three Refining, before today, he still felt that with his own strength alone, he was not much weaker than Zhou Ran, until this moment, he suddenly realized that the gap between the Returning Yuan Realm and the Returning Yuan Realm was sometimes even bigger than the gap between the Returning Yuan Realm and the Innate Realm.

How could the Returnable Realm be so powerful?

Situ Ye and several elders who knew the news thought so, and Dian Jingzhen and several people also had such puzzlement in their hearts.

Under the incomparably deep night, the forces that paid attention to the hunt in Xiacheng were not only the Jiang family supported by the Situ family and the Dianjia family.

The results exceeded everyone's expectations, but they all knew this was just the beginning.

Lingxian and Cicada Yi waited outside the Water Pavilion for a long time, and only when they heard the summons from inside did the two of them enter. With their strength, they naturally didn't know that Shan Weizi had already gone out to see Zhou Ran with her own eyes.

Shan Weizi resumed her daughter's outfit, covered her face with a white veil, and only showed a pair of phoenix eyes, she said to the two: "Clean up your things!"

Ling Xian said happily: "Miss, but you have decided to go back to the palace?"

Cicada Yi always lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Shan Weizi.

Shan Weizi picked up Cicada Yi's chin, raised Cicada Yi's head a little, and said with a smile: "Don't want to go back?"

"Miss!"

Cicada Yi suddenly fell into Shan Weizi's arms, crying and constantly apologizing: "The slave is wrong, the slave knows that ...... is wrong."

"Go pack your things!"

Shan Weizi gently patted the cicada clothes, and the fairy came over to pull the cicada clothes up.

After the two went down, Shan Weizi called Situ Baiquan again.

He has been in the Situ family for thirty-five years, and he must make some arrangements before leaving.

Midnight has just passed, and this is the time of day when the night dew and cold are at their heaviest.

There is an old alley where Xidengyuntai meets Nandengyuntai, and there is a wonton stall under the street lamp at the corner of the alley, and the boss is a pair of sisters and brothers.

The elder sister said to the younger brother who was napping: "Little Hu'er hold on for another half hour, and we will go back in half an hour." ”

Xiaohu'er immediately rubbed her eyes and said, "Sister, I'm not sleepy. ”

Xiaohu'er, who was only six or seven years old, saw someone coming, happily pointed to the visitor and said to his sister, "There is a guest!"

When Xiaohu'er spoke, the guests had already come to sit down in front of the stall.

Seeing that the guests were coming from the direction of the inner city, my sister stepped forward a little timidly and greeted, "Do you want to eat wontons?"

The guests were dressed in black trench coats with faces hidden within hats.

This guest is none other than Zhou Ran.

He nodded silently to the little girl.

The little girl was very neat, and it didn't take long for a bowl of hot wontons to be served on the table.

The delicate and fat big-bellied wontons lie in the clear soup, and the clear soup is fluttering with a few green onions, which is particularly attractive against the backdrop of the white porcelain bowl.

The night is as cold as water, and the white porcelain bowl is steaming.

Zhou Ran stared at the bowl of wontons in front of him motionlessly.

The sister and brother thought that the guest probably thought the wontons were too hot, but seeing that the wontons were a little cold, the guests never moved their chopsticks.

Xiaohu'er was reluctant, ran over and said, "My sister's wontons are delicious, let you try them!"

Hearing this, Zhou Ran slowly turned his head to look at the child beside him and smiled.

However, his eyes are still blood-red.

Xiaohu'er was taken aback and cried on the spot.

Zhou Ran immediately turned his face and continued to look at the wontons on the table that were about to get cold.

My sister didn't know what was going on, so she hurriedly ran over and protected Xiaohu'er in her arms, no matter what the reason was, she only knew that she would apologize to Zhou Ran and say: "The noble man is angry, the noble man is angry, the noble man is ......angry, the noble man is angry."

Zhou Ran didn't say a word, picked up the bowl and ate the wontons in three bites.

After eating, he searched around his body and found that he had no money with him.

He straightened his hat, said nothing, got up and left.

After he left, the siblings immediately closed the stall.

Zhou Ran took out the darkness at the end of the old alley, and saw his sister and brother packing up their stalls and running for their lives.

Without the siblings, the inner city seems to have suddenly lost a touch of warmth.

The sister and brother left for a while, and Zhou Ran said to the other end of the old alley: "Since you are here, please show up!"

"What a kind young man!"

On the other side of the old alley, a black figure walked in, speaking in a somewhat lazy and mocking voice. He walked from the end of the old alley, his face hidden in his shadow, and the street lamp behind him stretched his shadow a little bit.

The man stopped more than ten feet away from Zhou Ran and casually threw over a head dripping with blood.

The skull rolled slowly, drawing an intermittent black line on the cold ground.

The head finally stopped at Zhou Ran's feet, looking up at Zhou Ran, his eyes widened.

The owner of this head is Luo Jiaquan, who was let go by Zhou Ran not long ago.

The man slung the old sword wrapped in coarse cloth to his shoulder, looking relaxed and casual, and he continued, "I will kill this person for you, but you don't have to thank me. ”

"Because, I'm going to kill you again. ”

The man picked his nose, pointed in the direction the siblings had left, and said, "After killing you, I will kill them again." ”

Seeing that Zhou Ran was not curious at all, the man couldn't help asking, "You don't want to know the reason?"

Zhou Ran didn't answer.

"Quite simply, I have a habit of killing people as soon as I decide to kill them. ”

The man took the initiative to explain, smiling as if he continued: "Goodwill seems to be worthless, but there are always idiots who have no brains and muscles to treat this thing as priceless. ”

"I don't even care about my son and my son, but I don't even want my life because of that little kindness, what is such a person not a fool?"

The more the man spoke, the more angry he felt, and finally he was half angry with himself, pointed at Zhou Ran and said loudly: "My son is in a very bad mood now, you are unlucky!"

Zhou Ran finally spoke: "It's just right, Young Master Ben is also in a bad mood!"

"Hey, hey, hey. ”

The man chuckled under his breath, and then grasped the hilt of his sword with one hand, and the coarse cloth in which the sword was wrapped was shaken into wisps and flew away.

"This son Song Yin is out. ”

Song Yin reported his identity, and he said, "I heard that you have a star and moon spirit treasure on you, let my son see and understand?"

As he spoke, a cyan brilliance slowly flowed from the hilt of the sword held by Song Yinchu to the tip of the sword.

When the cyan brilliance completely covered the sword body, the power of the surrounding stars quickly converged towards the old sword.

Song Yinchu is a real innate third realm master, and the unsheathed old sword in his hand is called Long Que'er, and it is a real divine weapon. With the dragon bird in hand, Song Yin's combat power is definitely beyond the innate third realm. Even the innate peak masters are unwilling to easily fight with Song Yin, who is holding a dragon bird.

"Take out your Star and Moon Spirit Treasure!"

Song Yin shook his sword and said to Zhou Ran: "Otherwise, you won't have a chance to make a move!"

Zhou Ran stared at Song Yinchu and smiled disdainfully.

"At first, you pretended to be lazy and uninhibited, and then you gave me a hint in your heart with a head, and then told me to kill that pair of sisters and brothers because of my murderous intent, and said a lot of nonsense about why you killed, and now remind me twice to take out the Xingyue Spirit Treasure, what do you want to bet?"

Zhou Ran walked towards Song Yin step by step, and asked, "Bet that I will be conceited enough not to use the Xingyue Spirit Treasure?"

"Still ......"

Zhou Ran stopped five feet away from Song Yin, and said coldly: "Or bet that I will believe that you are the fool who will do anything to avenge others because of a little kindness, so that I will soften my heart and spare your life?"

The corners of Song Yin's mouth trembled slightly, but he smiled again.

Compared with before, his smile at this time was three points more angry.

Song Yinchu said slowly: "Do you really think you can kill me?"

"Not what I thought. ”

Zhou Ran paused for a moment before continuing: "It's you yourself who already thought you would die in my hands from the beginning. ”

"Hahaha!"

Song Yinchu pointed at Zhou Ran with the tip of his sword and laughed, almost crying with laughter.

Suddenly, he put away all his smiles, and when he looked at Zhou Ran again, his eyes were like cold snakes and scorpions.

"It's been a long time since I've met such an interesting little guy as you. ”

Song Yinchu put the dragon bird on his face, wiped it with his face little by little, and muttered as if in estrus: "I am really reluctant to kill!"

When the word "kill" was spoken, Song Yin's eyes instantly cold, and the dragon bird in his hand suddenly swept out.

I saw that with the long sword dragon finch as the center, a circle of cyan light slashed in all directions.

The distance between the two is only five zhang, which is almost negligible for Song Yinchu of the innate third realm, and the long sword dragon bird is a real divine soldier, and a sword sweeps out of a radius of ten zhang and is all dead.

The cyan light swept by, and the corners of Zhou Ran's clothes fluttered with the wind, but he stood in place and did not move.

"Huh?"

When Song Yin saw this, the expression on his face suddenly changed. Before he killed Luo Jiaquan, he had already asked about the first assassination clearly, and naturally knew that the Xingyue Spirit Treasure was the clothes on Zhou Ran's body.

There are three, six, nine and other divine soldiers, and the star and moon spirit treasures are also divided into high and low.

On the night when the three factions besieged Yuzhou City, the fire clouds of the Lieyang Valley and the Qingyun Curtain of the Thousand Peerless Gates both belonged to the top-grade Xingyue Lingbao, which was rare even among the three six factions of the Nine Sects, and only the strong people with more than four turns of the star could control it. The Situ family also has a few Xingyue Spirit Treasures, which are barely considered to be of medium grade, and they must also reach the Star Vertical Realm to be able to make envoys, and the Star and Moon Spirit Treasures that can be used in the Innate Realm can only be the lowest grade.

No matter how strong Zhou Ran's combat power is, he has not crossed the Heavenly Trench to advance to the Innate Realm, how high can the grade of the Star Moon Spirit Treasure he can use?

There is no difference between the Divine Soldier and the Star and Moon Spirit Treasure, because the two are treasures on different levels. It's just that the Star Moon Spirit Treasure is more difficult to refine, the stock is very small, and it often has its own special use. It is precisely for this reason that in the case of the same level, the value of the Star Moon Spirit Treasure is often higher than that of the Divine Weapon.

If you distinguish by use, almost all of the divine weapons are used for killing, and the Xingyue Spirit Treasure is mostly used for defense.

Song Yin's divine soldier Dragon Bird is not of a low grade, and it may be slightly higher than the long-coveted Rainbow Sword. He originally thought that his dragon bird would be able to offset Zhou Ran's Xingyue Spirit Treasure, but without the advantage of the Xingyue Spirit Treasure, he didn't believe that he in the Innate Third Realm would not be able to kill a Guiyuan Realm.

However, the temptation of the sword just now made Song Yinchu realize that he seemed to have guessed wrong.

Although Song Yinchu only used fifty percent of his strength, the windbreaker on Zhou Ran's body easily removed Long Qi'er's sword qi just for self-protection, which should definitely not be something that a low-level Xingyue Spirit Treasure could do.

But if it weren't for a low-level spirit treasure, how could a kid who hadn't yet set foot in the innate realm be able to control it?

Irrationality!

Song Yinchu is already an old man, so he naturally understands the truth that there must be a demon when things go wrong, but since he has already promised Situ Ye, there is no reason to turn around and go back with a sword.

Not because he didn't go back was not because of face, but because he didn't want to be cut off like Luo Jiaquan.

Song Yin's eyes were full of ups and downs, but he quickly calmed down, and he suddenly asked, "Do you want to have one more thug like me?"

Zhou Ran looked at Song Yin, this was definitely the only thing that greatly exceeded his expectations tonight.

The battle of life and death seems to be a sword and sword, but in fact it is mixed with too much intrigue.

It's a matter of life and death, where is it so simple?

Song Yinchu didn't shoot anymore, as if he was waiting for Zhou Ran to recover.

Zhou Ran was silent, as if he was really thinking about whether to accept this person.