The sky was about to dawn, and the disciples of the Nie family, who had been running all night on the vast official road, mostly had lingering fatigue on their faces, and the horses that had galloped three hundred miles in one night under their crotch also spit out turbid white gas from their mouths, and their eyes turned white.

Rao was like this, and no one asked to rest, and the whole team was still like a sharp sword off the string, hurrying to the majestic capital not far away.

Bianliang.

As long as you can enter Bianliang City before the rising sun, the plan for the survival of the family can be finalized.

A hundred years of foundation, the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes, all in this day.

In the carriage, the sandalwood had already burned more than half, and Nie Junhuai opened his eyes early, tied his hands and sleeves, and looked at the dawn outside the window, his eyebrows furrowed.

Obviously, there is only one step left before the Nie family has gone through countless sacrifices to get the dawn.

But for some reason, at this moment, a hint of foreboding rose in Nie Junhuai's heart.

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On the same official road, Su Qinghe was carrying his feelings and galloping forward without saying a word. The vast road is endless, and it is impossible to see how many pedestrians there are on the road, but Su Qinghe still gallops to himself.

It was only at this time that the clues that had been scattered in small places before were finally picked up bit by bit, and finally connected into a clear line.

Tracking down Luo Yige, until the directory was stolen to seal off the inn and look for clues, Su Qinghe did nothing wrong, and even did it well enough.

It's a pity that no matter how well he did, in the end, he couldn't escape the calculations of those people and was put on a hard beating. Fighting with these people, Su Qinghe always felt that he was still too young.

But having said that, the layman who was dressed in white and never tied his hair was often able to fight with these guys and finally win the battle.

So far, even if Su Qinghe galloped with all his might, the possibility of being able to catch up with the Nie family was very slim.

"Zhao Wu'an, the only one who can stop them now is you......"

Knowing that Zhao Wu'an was also unlucky, Su Qinghe had no other way but to hope for him.

If he can be like Qingdi Township, after everyone, there is still a hand left, and the guy who can turn the situation into a victory, Su Qinghe can only think of Zhao Wu'an after racking his brains.

"This time, I have indeed staked all my net worth...... Zhao Wu'an, win or lose, I, Su Qinghe, will go with you!"

On the barren official road, Tsing Yi rode in the dust.

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In the silent barren forest, the two sat cross-legged opposite each other, and their bodies were dense and energetic.

Although he had taken the initiative to heal the people he wanted to kill, Duan Hunttian still had unhappiness between his eyebrows, but he was at ease enjoying Zhao Wu'an, who was enjoying the internal force conveyed by Duan Hunttian, with a sly smile on his face.

The true qi of the first-grade master entered the body, and instantly formed a scorching warm current in the body, spreading out to the limbs and hundreds of remains. Warmth flows smoothly along the meridians, and the true qi is condensed everywhere, regenerating the appearance of Zhou Tian.

When he was in Duxiu Village, although Zhao Wu'an didn't remember it, he could also know from Hu Buxi and An Qing's descriptions how dangerous his situation was at that time, the wound was poisoned almost incomprehensibly, and when his life was in danger, if there was no blind Tongtian root given by Mr. Tang Leng, I was afraid that he would have become a dead soul under the spring at this time.

Soon after taking the herbs, Zhao Wu'an's body strength was already rich enough to be passed through the chest with an arrow and not die, which shows how miraculous this Tongtian root has beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

What's even more surprising is that this effect seems to be still playing out to this day. Two hours ago, Zhao Wu'an's injuries were already so serious that it was difficult to move, and two hours later, Zhou Tian's strength, which was enough to adjust the six swords of Luoshen, was reborn in the dantian.

Even if there was a first-class master like Duan Hunttian who gave him qi energy, in just two hours, it would definitely not have such a miraculous effect.

Even Duan Hunttian was secretly surprised by Zhao Wu'an's recovery ability. When he was treating Zhao Wu'an's injuries, he accidentally saw the dense scars under his broken clothes, and he felt more and more frightened: How many tragic battles does a person have to go through to leave so many shocking scars?

But Zhao Wu'an didn't seem to care at all. In the interval when Duan Hunttian gave him luck to heal his injuries, this white-clothed layman always had a successful smile on his face, which made Duan Hunttian very uncomfortable, but he was helpless.

It wasn't until the dawn of dawn lit up in the sky that a loud rooster crowed in the mountains and wilderness, Duan Hunt Tiancai put down the palm that had been transmitting power to Zhao Wu'an, and said with a long sigh: "This time the right should be regarded as a reward." ”

"Why do you have to do this?" Zhao Wu'an didn't open his eyes, and said lightly, "Your heart is right, if you enter the Nie family, such an involuntary thing will inevitably happen several times in the future." If you want to kill the Lord of Luo Yi Pavilion, I'll just catch it for you. ”

"Duan's reputation has been completely ruined by the Nie family, and there is no other choice but to do so. I also know that Zhao Jushi is putting himself in my shoes, but Duan is not a person who goes back on his word, since he agreed to be a guest of the Nie family, he should have a beginning and an end. ”

Running the breath around him again, Zhao Wu'an exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said helplessly: "Wu'an knows that Your Excellency is determined not to change. In that case, I can't force my husband's will. ”

Duan Jiatian was silent.

Zhao Wu'an sighed: "Just thank you for your grace not to kill." ”

Duan Hunttian shook his head: "Fighting with Hu Buxi is a great wish in my life, and I want to thank you for giving me this opportunity." ”

"Are you going to fight?" Zhao Wu'an hesitated, "If the Nie family is intent on making things difficult, I'm afraid that you will not be able to escape in the future......

"It doesn't matter. Duan Hunttian said with a smile, "Zhao Jushi did not hesitate to sacrifice to this point in order to persuade me, how could Duan not accept this love?"

He stood up, stretched out his hand to summon the long knife beside him, let out a long breath, and said clearly: "This battle is the battle of Duan Hunting's life and sealing the sword. Being able to compete with the world's number one sword master, Duan has no regrets in his life!"

After speaking, his body shook, like thunder, and swept out ten zhang away in an instant. After a few ups and downs, Duan Hunttian disappeared in the faint morning light.

Zhao Wu'an, who was immortal in the catastrophe, sat alone for a while, for a long time, let out a sigh of relief, and said with palpitations: "If the person who comes is not Duan Hunttian, I am afraid that I will have to explain here." This time, it's really dangerous. ”

The voice fell in the empty forest, and not even a bird was startled.

Zhao Wu'an narrowed his eyes, vaguely feeling that something was wrong. He savored the ins and outs of the whole thing, and muttered to himself, "But there should be no such coincidence in this world...... Sure enough, you're behind it?"

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The morning of Luzhou City came just like summer.

When it was still too late, there was a faint light in the eastern sky, just like the saint was stained with ink, and an unintentional stroke was drawn in the corner of the night.

And the Luzhou teahouse, where people come and go, is in a rare leisure time at this time.

Hundreds of tables and chairs have been wiped clean, a teapot is placed in the center of the table, no more than no less than two coins of tea leaves are poured into it, the lid of the pot is covered, and the whole teahouse can be boiled as soon as the water in the big pot behind the house boils.

The elderly shopkeeper has been sitting behind the counter of this teahouse for forty years. In the past 40 years, he has changed from a young man to a dying old man, his eyes have changed from resolute to turbid and indifferent, and his thoughts about the rivers and lakes have slowly changed from scorching heat to cold.

The so-called generations of talented people come out, a generation of new rivers and lakes, and a generation of new people replace the old. The old shopkeeper's heart is like a mirror.

Just like at this time, in the huge empty teahouse, a lame boy sitting alone with a cold tea cup and leaning against the window. No one is around, and he is not noisy, but between his gestures, there is an inexplicable sense of mystery that is difficult to see.

The old shopkeeper has been sitting behind the counter for forty years, and he boasts that he has seen nine-tenths of the people in the rivers and lakes, but he has never met such a person as this young man.

It's as if he was just sitting in the inn, not moving an inch, but he had turned the world into a chessboard.

Win or lose, it's all in your chest.

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Three quarters in the morning.

Following the flickering and faint aura of Luoshen, Hu Buxi chased all the way to the dense forest under Bianliang City. Thirty miles ahead, there is the Bianliang, the divine capital of the entire Great Song Dynasty.

Hu Buxi stopped in front of the forest, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and his body was full of energy.

Further on, there is a low plain with a radius of thirty miles outside Bianliang City, and there is no place to hide. If someone deliberately hid Zhao Wu'an, it could only be in this forest.

As if in response to his arrival, at this time, a surging wave of qi also rose in the dense forest, and as soon as it gathered, it jumped up until it was several feet high. The smoke clouds within a few miles above Bianliang City also surged endlessly at that moment, and suddenly gathered a dim ink.

Hu Buxi didn't say a word, and the knife in his sleeve was unsheathed, which instantly alarmed the green leaves of the forest.

There is no wind, but I see the forest full of sassy, and the leaves do not fall from the branches, and they hang in the air leisurely.

In the woods, with internal force as the guide, a majestic human voice came out.

"No, during the Tianxi period, the Kaishan and Hai faction outcasts, Duan Hunttian. I have long admired the heroic name of Hu Daxia's knife, and I am willing to try the first knife in the world with the residual knife in my hand. ”

Hu Buxi lowered his face and asked in a low voice, "Did you arrest my boss?"

Although the voice was heavy, the floating leaves of the entire forest moved forward an inch the moment he spoke.

There was silence in the forest for a moment, and then a human voice sounded again: "I can be here because of the blessing of the layman." ”

Duan Hunttian didn't explain much.

But Hu Buxi doesn't need him to explain much.

Hu Buxi's person is as simple as his knife. No matter what lies ahead, as long as he is sure that he can stop him, he will slash down until the guy is powerless to resist.

He didn't have Zhao Wu'an's delicate mind, and his talent in the sword path couldn't erase decades of diligent cultivation, if someone wanted to hurt Zhao Wu'an in front of him, then his answer would be the broken and mottled knife.

The momentum rises, the knife comes out, and there is no need for any foreshadowing, as soon as it comes out, it is a light that makes the world suddenly lose color.

Hu Buxi's body was like thunder, and there were hundreds of trees on his side, and the leaves were dripping and shattering in an instant.

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On such a destined extraordinary morning, there was actually an even more extraordinary thing that happened in the Qincheng Inn where Su Qinghe and the others had just left.

After saying goodbye to the troublesome guests who had been standing in the same place, the proprietress leaned on the edge of the counter and took a nap as usual, when suddenly someone smashed a few taels of silver on the counter in front of her.

Awakened from a sweet dream, the proprietress yawned and looked at the girl in front of her sleepily.

"One room. The girl's voice was crisp, but a little tired and hoarse after a sleepless night.

The proprietress was a little surprised, but the inn had been open for a long time, and it was not that she had never seen such strange guests. She hurriedly opened a room, and handed the key and money to the girl.

The girl took her things and walked away, her back staggering.

The proprietress also saw the big guy behind her, and couldn't help frowning suspiciously.