It is still the two unknowable secret passages, the sword emperor in a black robe, returning from the far side, still silent, but the footsteps are slightly brisk, and the expression hidden under the robe also looks a lot more relaxed.

And on the other side of Desert Knife City, the majestic City Lord's Mansion finally opened the gate, and then a group of people came from the side road on one side, riding a black horse, looking at the outfit should not be a local person, all with a rebellious atmosphere, strangely, the young city lord Han Yuerong was also among them, while talking, while leading the way to the mansion.

"What if that person finds out about us?" asked a man with a little white stubble on the black horse in front of him, looking left and right.

After Han Yuerong bowed his hand, he said with a smile: "Please rest assured, my city lord's mansion has also been operating in this city for many years, and the ears, eyes and eyes of the path from one side door to this can still be cleaned." Besides, even if that person knew, this plan was all a conspiracy, and he was powerless to change anything.

After that, Han Yuerong glanced at the black-haired girl on the other horse, the middle-aged man with white stubble and beard also looked back at him and said, "I hope so, it's just that this plan will be hard for you, Yan'er." ”

"Yes. ”

Monotonous and emotionless answer, the girl's black hair is ranny, floating in the air, like floating grass and light willows, but the black eyes have never wavered, like a dead silence of the black, and even the voice seems to come from the dark abyss.

At the same time, in a teahouse at the main gate in the south of the city, it seemed a little lively and noisy, with many young cultivators, surrounded by a young man holding a folding fan, a personable and polite cultivator. Although he is a martial arts cultivator, his temperament is more like a young teacher in a private school, and everyone is noisy around, but there is no stage fright, and there is a sense of freedom and ease between talking and laughing, which can be seen that he has long been accustomed to it.

"Senior Brother Fan, in this Sword Emperor Trial Conference, I have to celebrate you winning the first place. One of them said that, he drank all the tea in the cup, and only smashed the teacup to show his heart.

The young man with the folding fan bowed his hand again and again, and humbly said: "Senior Brother Hou said that there are many outstanding people in this event, even I can't say that I can win easily." ”

At first glance, this sentence sounds like a humble word, but in fact it is arrogant, which means that it is easy not to win, and a little serious may be fine.

But before the words of the young man surnamed Fan could be fully landed, a group of excited voices came to his face, and they said: "Brother Fan is too humble, who else in the young generation of Fengchuan Country can be a brother?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Fan, you are the chief disciple of our Fengchuan Academy, a model for our generation, and it is not easy to teach these barbarians in Mobei a lesson. ”

"Fan Gongzi doesn't have to be humble, we are all your good help. ”

The young man in the room waved his hand again and again, did not answer, but smiled extremely naturally, the tea in his hand was saluted one after another, and the scene was noisy again, from the front to the back of the hall, from the second floor to the first floor, all of them poured towards the juvenile center.

If you don't know, you must think that what everyone has in their hands is not tea, but good wine.

In the capital of the five major countries, there is a supreme academy that specializes in cultivating martial arts cultivators, whether it is a commoner, a dignitary, or a child of the royal family, you can apply for it, as long as you are good enough and talented enough.

And in such a place where geniuses gather, it is not so simple to achieve a hundred responses and a reputation, not to mention letting many senior brothers and brothers, relatives and friends in the courtyard see them off thousands of miles away, and come to this desert north to show their support.

At that time, on the central avenue on the side, there was a sound of stepping, deafening, and extremely powerful, it was actually a cavalry, with heavy spears and heavy armor, erecting the imperial flag of the Fengchuan Kingdom, it seemed that it should be the Praetorian Guard of the Fengchuan Imperial Family, but I don't know who the person escorting in the two lines of the team was, with ink-colored armor and a long knife with a broken halberd.

His war horse stopped when he walked to the teahouse, and seemed to hear the commotion inside, and his eyes shot through the window, focusing on the young man surnamed Fan who was holding a folding fan.

And the young man surnamed Fan seemed to have already noticed his arrival, and calmly looked at each other through the doors and windows, still not salty, not light, gentle and elegant, and the eyes of the two collided on this city gate street, as if there were some sparks that could not be seen by the naked eye.

The two teams of guards escorted in, the same teenager of the same age, but his eyes were deeper, his hair was scattered, and he didn't look so pleasing. I saw him take the lead in speaking: "Fan Jin, the higher you stand, the worse you fall, and your reputation is not necessarily a good thing." ”

Seeing this, the person behind the young man was about to speak, but he stopped him, and replied: "What the second prince said is extremely true, but I don't know if he can beat me this time?"

"Hmph, each other. The young man straightened his gaze, snorted back, and rode away.

"It's just that in the academy examination meeting a few days ago, I had a tie with Senior Brother Fan, I really don't know what arrogance he Xiao Yu has. After the person outside the window left, there was a sound of indignation, and then a mocking voice echoed: "Hey, that's the second prince, be careful that he gags you with means." "Hmph, is he still going to kill us classmates?"

The noise of chattering started again, looking at the back of the departing black armor, only Fan Jin's eyebrows darkened.

Desert Knife City is very large, but it is also very small, and there are only a few people who secretly mix the tones in this city. The Red Clothes Restaurant is one of the few places to play in this city, with all kinds of gambling and gambling, and it is a pastime on the surface, but no outsiders have ever entered or seen the mansion behind it.

On the corridor, the owner of all of them, who was also the owner of the nameless shop, Xiong Yan was leisurely looking at the messages from his subordinates, and suddenly patted his head and asked, "Is the trial in front of the Sword Emperor about to start?"

Behind him, the ordinary subordinate replied: "Yes, just two days later." ”

Xiong Yan's heart shook a little, he didn't know what he thought, he turned around twice in place, and suddenly ordered sharply: "Go search outside the east gate of the city, and if you see a young man with a sword, bring it back." ”

There is no need for more prompts, in this Desert Sword City, carrying a sword on his back is the biggest characteristic of a young man.

"Yes. The subordinates behind him took the order and retreated, but the emotions on Xiong Yan's face did not seem to improve, but became even more worried.

"What's wrong?" On the side of the corridor, the black-robed man, who was still used to hiding in the shadows, asked aloud when he saw this.

Xiong Yan said: "Approaching the trial conference, that kid should be back, and there is no reason why he won't look for me when he comes back, I'm afraid he will have an accident." ”