Lanxiangju is also immersed in the rich flavor of Chinese New Year's Eve.

The hall on the first floor, which originally served only simple meals, is now lit up, and people from all over the world who gather under the same roof exchange glasses and laugh loudly, and the feast seems to be endless.

The lion dance of the headlights in front of the street has just attracted the attention of many people, and the vendors selling excess fireworks have already reached the door in the dark.

"Keep the beautiful fireworks, big and small! How many do you want?"

The noisy and eager fireworks did make many people feel novel. Even travelers who claimed to be from the capital city of Bianliang praised the fireworks in Jinguan City as a never-before-seen sight.

Now that there are novelty in the same brilliant colors as in the sky, and the prices are so approachable, that many people have craned their necks and are quite interested in what the peddler has in his arms.

Seeing that the guests were very interested, the shopkeeper did not stop him. The peddler trotted into the house and unfurled the various fireworks in his arms one by one, introducing them to the guests.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this fireworks are good-looking, but you must pay attention not to light them in the house, otherwise it will catch fire, and the damage will be small, and the damage to your life will be big!"

The treasurer smiled and picked up a stool and made a gesture to hit it: "On Chinese New Year's Eve, Lao Tzu's shop wheel got you to come to the crow's mouth!"

The vendor hurriedly picked up the fireworks, jumped left and right and fled around the house, and the guests burst into laughter.

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In a certain high-class room on the second floor of Lanxiang Ju, although the owner has not yet gone to bed, he has not lit the lamp.

Nie Baishuang, who was sitting alone in the dark, listened to the bursts of laughter coming from downstairs, and unconsciously closed his eyes.

A few days ago, he met the regent of the leaf making again, Yuwen Lonely Hanging. I thought it was an intrigue between life and death, but I didn't expect that this time the regent's tone was unexpectedly calm.

He seemed to have seen through everything, and neither blocked nor approved of Nie Baishuang's plan, but only lightly offered a piece of advice—too much.

Then, he left Lanxiangju without looking back.

Nie Baishuang naturally didn't dare to despise the admonition of this regent who was holding the power of life and death in a country, but he couldn't figure out what the purpose of Yuwen Guhang's appearance here was.

It's too much, but it's indeed the advice of those who hear it.

The Nie family's century-old foundation, the mainstay of the Northern Martial Arts is unshakable, no matter how the future situation in the rivers and lakes is shaken, their Nie family will at least have this layer of support, so that it will not fall into Pingyang once a tiger.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, the martial arts family has never let down the slightest vigilance in their hearts. The lessons of the collapse of Willow Leaf Villa are still vivid, and the current Nie family has no successor who is worthy of the great responsibility except him.

In this river and lake, if you don't continue to go up, you will be chased and crushed to death by the ants behind you in the blink of an eye.

In the eyes of the latecomers at that time, the Nie family was a low-to-the-dust and vulnerable ant.

In order to avoid this situation, he must move upwards. You must gamble on everything that the Nie family and yourself have, and open up a foolproof path for future generations.

Nie Baishuang breathed a deep sigh of relief and stretched out his sleeves to wipe away the beads of sweat on his forehead.

Just going through the plan in my mind, I felt hot all over, and I couldn't help but sweat even on a winter night.

Suddenly there was footsteps outside the door.

Is it the fireworks seller who has come upstairs again? The shopkeeper is really a good heart, and the guests downstairs are just happy, so why bother to disturb the people resting in the room again.

Knock knock. There was a knock on the door.

Nie Baishuang was secretly unhappy in his heart. It stands to reason that there should be two disciples left outside the door at this time, and he has already told them that he will not see outsiders.

The knocking on the door continued, not in a hurry, but like a heartbeat.

Nie Baishuang vaguely felt that something was wrong.

He barely stood up and reached for the sword that hung beside the bed.

At this moment, the door that rang a few times was violently opened.

Nie Baishuang, who had just held the sword, immediately flipped over in the air, and his body suddenly drew his sword as he rolled upside down, and his arrogant sword qi immediately attacked the door.

The sound of swords was drowned in the fireworks that exploded like thunder.

The black-clothed man standing at the door lightly stretched out his hand to block it, and a surging sword intent emerged in his palm, and the sharp energy sent out by the sword was dissipated in an instant.

Nie Baishuang, who was already holding a sword in his hand, stood barefoot in the dark guest room with his hair draped, and his sword intent was Lingran.

And the two disciples of the Nie family who were guarding the door on his order, as expected, had collapsed at the feet of the man in black at this time, unconscious.

Nie Baishuang's eyes burst out with sparks: "It's you again!"

The man in black pressed the eaves of the hat.

"Don't get me wrong, they're all still alive, and I'm still measured. ”

Nie Baishuang did not relax his vigilance in the slightest, his hand holding the sword became stronger and stronger, and his eyes were fixed on the person standing at the door.

"But you're different. ”

The man in black walked into the room with his head down, his left hand pinned behind his back, and the red box was carried back.

"If I'm going to kill someone tonight, then the only one who will die will only be you, Nie Baishuang. ”

Nie Baishuang sneered: "Finally exposed here, I knew early on that you were plotting against ......"

"No, it's not true, it's the opposite, Nie family master. The man in black said word by word.

Nie Baishuang's face turned cold, and the aura around his body suddenly rose.

The man in black looked up, his eyes dark.

That was the master of the flying sword that Nie Baishuang met outside White Horse Town half a month ago.

At that time, he was dozens of steps away, and he used two flying swords to kill the envoy sent by the Black Cloud Society. After that, he also had a brief confrontation with Nie Baishuang.

At that time, Nie Baishuang, who had the important task of going to Shu, had no intention of fighting with him, so he quickly withdrew, left Baima Town, and led his disciples to find another way into Shu.

However, Nie Baishuang also knew that this person's target was by no means just the Black Cloud Society. As long as he enters this Jinguan City, the two sides will meet again sooner or later.

Visiting on Chinese New Year's Eve was not unexpected.

"It's not that I'm plotting against me, but the head of the Nie family, does he have the heart to go against the entire rivers and lakes?"

Another round of bright fireworks exploded outside the window behind Nie Baishuang.

The tightly clasped wooden window seemed to feel some kind of pressure in the room, and the lock broke free of the restraint, and the whole window opened outward, into the hustle and bustle of the world.

The fireworks in full bloom made the dark night sky shine like day, and also illuminated the two people in the house.

Nie Baishuang was dressed in a long robe, barefoot, and the bones of his hand holding the sword were jagged, but he was surprisingly stable.

And the uninvited guest in front of him was wrapped in a pure black cloak, black leather boots, a hat on his head, and a huge red box in his backhand.

Needless to say, this person is Zhao Wu'an, who has just directed and acted in a missing scene in another restaurant.

Nie Baishuang frowned.

"You're really ......"

Zhao Wu'an waved his hand: "Don't confuse me with them." ”

Before the words fell, Nie Baishuang had already flown out.

Like an astonishing rainbow, the sword swept towards Zhao Wu'an's neck like a fish in water in the almost stagnant air.

Zhao Wu'an, who had just shown a hint of a smile, immediately turned cold as if he had changed someone.

He looked intently at the sword that stabbed diagonally, and lightly stretched his right hand, and a small sword came out of his hand.

At the same time, Zhao Wu'an called out in his mouth: "Su Musha!"

From the red box in his left hand, a slender sword burst out and plunged into his free right hand as if he had comprehended it.

The sword intent crisscrossed and overflowed in the small room like water ripples.

Zhao Wu'an shook his robe, avoiding the powerful blow of the sword of Yu Huan, but Nie Baishuang did not have the slightest intention of stopping, stepped out, and then slashed out another sword.

This time, Zhao Wu'an finally handed over Su Mushu just right.

The two swords intersect, and the lightning is like fire.

Nie Baishuang twisted his wrist, and the width of his two palms strangled Su Musha, who was originally light and dexterous, and his surging qi was no longer hidden, filling the entire room like a tidal wave.

The poppy beauty that had sprung out of Zhao Wu'an's hand before, under the threat of such a qi machine, could not break through Nie Baishuang's body protection true qi for a while, and could only spin aimlessly around the room.

Zhao Wu'an secretly gritted his teeth: "You are ...... person"

Nie Baishuang's eyes looked resolute.

"Say whatever you say, I'm going to kill you here, and I'm upright. ”

The sword move changed again, and Nie Baishuang took a step forward with his left foot, but all the energy around his body surged to the right.

Zhao Wu'an, who had struggled to gain a chance to breathe, hurriedly withdrew his sword and stepped out, turning around according to the box, and widening the distance.

Nie Baishuang had already attacked and killed at a faster speed. A sword in his hand blocked horizontally, his long clothes shook like wings, and the soles of his feet suddenly became clouds.

Zhao Wu'an said angrily: "How can it be ......?"

As soon as his mind moved, the Bodhisattva Man had already rushed out of the sheath. Zhao Wu'an took a strong breath, turned his shape, and withdrew from Nie Baishuang's qi lock.

The sword slashed out against his cheek, shaving off a few of his broken hairs.

At the last moment, a flying sword suddenly rushed out of the dark red sword box, and the domineering aura even shook Nie Baishuang a little.

Zhao Wu'an saw it clearly, and hurriedly reached out and dragged the sword box back to his side.

"Picking mulberries, pulsatillas, magpie stepping branches!"

Facing an opponent who was more ruthless and experienced than Nie Junhuai, he didn't dare to hold it up, and took advantage of the rare opportunity to pull away a little distance, and summoned three swords one after another.

The six swords came out together, hanging by his side, and struggled with Nie Baishuang's almost overwhelming surging momentum.

Nie Baishuang snorted coldly: "Dongfang Lianmo sent someone like you to kill me?"

His face sank, and he said in a low voice, "He should at least come in person." ”

Zhao Wuxin was stunned for a moment, shook his head again and again, and said, "I wasn't sent by Dongfang Lianmo!"

"Enough. Now that the old man has come to this point, he no longer cares how outsiders say it. Nie Baishuang was happy.

Words are like the wind, and the words of the world are even more piercing.

If you don't know your ears and eyes, you may be able to live more happily.

Nie Junhuai has helped the Nie family do unsightly errands for forty years, but in fact, Nie Baishuang, who is the head of the family, has already seen more than him.

Zhao Wuan stretched out his hand and pressed the roselle red box, his eyebrows sank. "Nie family master, slow down!"

His mind had been decided, and Nie Baishuang was unmoved.

The little bit of true qi surging in the room was all condensed towards the drinking sword at this moment.

"Ignorant Sword Intent!"