The South is a place of plumpness.

The plump sky, the plump rain, the rain falling on the plump leaves makes a plump sound, wantonly stirring people's desires.

The only fly in the ointment was that under that oak tree, there was a miserable, pitiful cry. The owner of the voice should be a child, perhaps not very old.

"Master, another bad guy is coming for you!" cried out the child, crying.

Not far from the child, a man in a blue robe, with a faint glow, forced away all the rain that should have fallen on him.

"Hehe, we're not afraid, your master and I are cats, and we can't die!" said the blue-robed man with a smile, looking very chic.

Hearing the familiar laughter, the child rubbed his eyes, and the tears suddenly decreased a lot, and then jumped up, waving his little arms and shouting.

"Okay, good, Master is the best, beat all the bad guys away, and ask them to keep their money bags, let's go buy roast chicken to eat!"

Heavy rain was hazy and enveloped the whole world, except for the vague shadow of the town not far away.

Not long after, a figure appeared in the rain.

The man looked burly, shirtless and barebacked, exuding a powerful coercion. "You've been looking for you for a long time?" he said in the rain.

"I don't know why, but the number of people looking for me has suddenly increased in recent months?" the blue-robed man sighed.

"Hehe, you bastard has made the imperial capital into a miasma, and even the Minister of State, Gongsun Wenzheng, has fallen because of your poisonous scheme," the burly man was very angry, "Why did you dare not admit it at this time?"

"Your Excellency?" the blue-robed man's face stiffened, and he turned back to the child and asked, "Why does everyone say that I killed the Prime Minister?"

The child pursed his lips, he only knew that the master had killed a lot of chickens, so he shook his head and asked, "Is the pot fragrant adult fat? Does it taste good?" A big roast chicken with a strange style appeared in his mind.

The blue-robed man retracted his gaze speechlessly, and said to the burly man with a serious face: "I have never been to the imperial capital, and I don't know the Prime Minister, you should have found the wrong person!"

"Hmph, you still dare to quibble, today I will avenge the Prime Minister!" the burly man snorted coldly and suddenly rushed out.

The rain stopped falling at this moment and went upstream.

A sharp voice came out, and the blue-robed man's sword was already unsheathed, and the cold and ruthless sword aura met the burly man.

The burly man fought shirtless, without the slightest fear, and with a loud shout, the Xuan Qi between heaven and earth was attracted by him, and made a dull fluctuating sound, which frightened the child to tremble, and hurriedly stumbled behind the oak tree, leaving only a small head, watching the duel with concern.

After a few breaths, the duel between the two was over, and they stood motionless in the rain with their backs to back.

"Master. The child walked out with a little crying, came to the master's side, and pulled the blue-robed man's shirt, "Master, are you okay?"

"Hehe, being a teacher is a grandmaster of the False Qi realm, how can something happen?"

"Haha, Master, you're not dead!" The child was also very excited.

"It's okay, let's see if he has a treasure bag on him, let's go buy something to eat, we're all starving to death!"

The child scurried to the burly man's side and expertly scavenged for a treasure bag. The little hand suddenly reached in with a touch of mysterious energy, and after a while, he let out an excited scream.

"That's a lot of money, we can buy a lot of roast chicken!"

"Haha, let's split five. ”

"Hmm. The child nodded happily and ran towards the town.

Looking at the child's happy little back disappearing into the hazy rain, the smile on the man's face gradually solidified.

He spoke: "Your Excellency has been hiding for so long, now you can come out and see it!"

"Huh!"

The voice sounded out of nowhere, but it was extremely cold.

"It's really ignorant, Ben Shao will hide? haha, it's just that I didn't have the desire to kill just now, and I didn't bother to pay attention to a miscellaneous fish like you!"

"You're here for me too?" the blue-robed man asked.

"Yes and no. The cold voice said.

"I don't understand. ”

"I came to Chu to see your genius Feng Budu, and I happened to hear some news on the road, so I followed, but when I got here, I found that I had run in vain. Because you're not windy. ”

The blue-robed man frowned, and then suddenly realized, and sighed: "I see, I said why so many people have been looking for me recently, it turned out to be for the wind that I have never met!"

The other party sneered disdainfully.

"Feng Budu's appearance should be different from mine, why do so many people admit their mistakes?"

"Feng Budu has a nickname called 'Thousand Faces Langjun', and it is rumored that he can change in a thousand ways, and once he walks into the crowd, no one can tell him, so no one who wants to kill him will not look at his appearance. But he likes to wear a blue robe, so according to the logic of your Chu people, as long as the person wearing a blue robe is likely to be him, he would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go. ”

A trace of disgust flashed in the blue-robed man's eyes, and he scolded in his heart: "That wind is really not human, if you want to do this, how many people will suffer because he is innocent?"

"But how can you tell I'm not him?" he asked curiously.

"Hehe, Feng Budu has a sword, called 'Sheshen', there is a lifelike skull at the end of the hilt, it is said that even that terrible killer organization in the East has been defeated under his sword, I don't know how many times stronger than you!" The cold voice didn't forget to scorn, "And he didn't need to use a sword to deal with that person just now, just one finger is enough!"

"One finger can defeat the False Qi Grandmaster?" The blue-robed man didn't believe at all, how could Feng Budu be so strong?

The False Qi Cultivator is called a Grandmaster in the cultivation world, which means that it is enough to start a sect, and it is definitely an existence worthy of the admiration of low-level monks.

"Since Your Excellency is not looking for me, I'm going to leave too!" he said as he was about to walk to the town.

However, before he had taken a few steps, a terrible knife struck out of nowhere and stuck in his path, stopping him.

The knife was blood-red, and blood was constantly pouring out of it.

The blue-robed man's body trembled almost instinctively, the sword was already unsheathed, and the aura of battle burst out unreservedly, and he said coldly: "It turns out that you are a member of the Blood Sword Sect!"

The Blood Knife Sect is a wild sect, and legend has it that this sect is extremely weird, using the blood of monks to raise blood knives. The reputation of the Blood Knife Gate, even in the "first line of heaven" of the seventy-two fortresses guarded by the Dragon Guard, is extremely great.

“...... Sorry, my knife is hungry!"

A cold voice rang out, and a figure emerged, standing on the hilt of the Blood Knife.

It was a man, only twenty-five or sixteen years old, with black hair scattered and a pale and colorless face under the black hair, and those cold eyes like a desperate ghost.

"It's miserable!" the blue-robed man's expression was gloomy, and he immediately thought of his apprentice again. "No, the Blood Knife Gate is extremely cruel, and no one has survived wherever it passes. If he is allowed to leave today, that town will not be spared...... I'm still eating roast chicken there!"

Thinking of it like this, what terrible things are no longer terrifying, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and the sword in his hand attracted the Heaven and Earth Xuan Qi, and stabbed directly towards the man.

"Ignorance!" the man from the Blood Knife Gate sneered, turned over from the Blood Knife, and stabbed out in the air with the Blood Knife in his hand.

The swords clashed, making a pleasant trill, but in an instant, the sound turned and stopped abruptly.

The sword broke, and blood poured towards the bloody knife like a spring.