There was a lot of snow last night, and the white sky and earth were covered with white water, and the people in the capital got up early to clear the snow, and they were all full of joy.

In a good year, it's always good to have snow.

The sensitive citizens had already sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere in Bai Yujing.

The Jianghou Temple in the south of the city was surrounded by the people of the government, holding a long knife and wearing a brocade robe, and the officials of the prison envoy were stared at it from the third layer inside and the third layer outside.

The officers patrolling the streets all had solemn faces, and there was a lot more smell of slaughter than in the past.

Everyone didn't say it on the surface, but they knew in their hearts that most of them were caused by another incident in the city, so there was such a scene.

The world of the charlatans is much more complicated.

Now there is a rumor in the market that the Dao Saint fought against the Chengtian Sword Sect in the Jianghou Temple in the south of the city last night.

In the final result, the Dao Sage retreated, and Yue Gu Han died.

Because of this incident, the golden owl had a very difficult time.

The golden-faced owl, the people on the ground in the capital are used to calling him the owl.

He was originally a luxurious figure in Bai Yujing who trembled three times when he stomped his feet.

Some time ago, I lost my wind and slapped my eyes, and I was arrested by the prison envoy to teach me a lesson, and although I was released later, after all, I still hurt my vitality and lost face.

Since the fall of Cheng Qili, the golden-faced owl has been at home, handing over the business under his door to the apprentices to handle, quietly tasting tea alone, and going out a lot less.

Recently, I haven't been very active in the rivers and lakes, and Taoguang doesn't mean that trouble won't come to your door.

This morning, the people from the Yamen who raised the prison envoy came over to hand over the post, and Li Shen and Li Gongchui asked Jin Mianxiao to go to the yamen today to talk to Boss Jin.

The last time I went to mention the prison envoy Si Yamen, the big guy with the golden face lost all his face, and he really didn't want to send his face to the door again.

The golden-faced owl sat at home and worried.

He is the number one leader in Bai Yujing, and if something happens, all parties will use his golden-faced owl as the main point of exerting force.

What the hell is going on over there in Jianghou Temple, the golden-faced owl doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know, he just wants to earn the money honestly.

It's just that everyone won't let him be detached from the world, and he must come down to muddy the waters.

Just as he was worrying there, the seventh disciple outside the door, Ximen Ao, walked in from outside with a post in his hand.

There are seven disciples under the Golden Faced Owl, and the first six disciples are all taking care of the gang for him, only this old seven is the smartest and smartest, and he can observe words and feelings, and the Golden Faced Owl keeps him by his side.

"Master, someone from Zhongnan Mountain is here, and what he is holding in his hand is a hero's post. ”

The golden-faced owl frowned.

Zhongnan Mountain, Hero Post, Lianyun Village.

Only the people of Lianyunzhai will hold the hero post, which is the famous thorn they carry when they walk the rivers and lakes.

The friends of the three mountains and five mountains have to pay three points to the hero post, because Lianyunzhai is really the leader of the green forest and the champion of the strong beam line.

Even a tycoon like the golden-faced owl has to be more cautious than before when facing Lianyunzhai.

"How many people came, and who was the leader?"

The golden-faced owl looked nervous.

"There were only two people, and the lead was a bald head. ”

The golden-faced owl stood up from the Taishi's chair and walked around the flower hall twice with his hands behind his back.

Then he raised his head, and there was a sharp hint in his eyes.

"Hurry up, please. ”

There is an inextricable connection between the people of Lianyunzhai and the golden-faced owl. Among the leaders of Lianyun Village, the only familiar bald head of the golden-faced owl is Erdang Taigongchong.

If this is the bald head who comes, then the golden-faced owl must face up to this matter.

The golden face is not having a good time now, and the eyes of the prison envoy up and down are staring at him, and the golden face knows Li Shen's thoughts, so he surrenders and makes himself a dog to take care of the home for the imperial court.

If you want to turn a wolf into a dog, this Li Envoy has to work harder.

It didn't take long for Ximen Ao to lead the two of them in front of him respectfully.

Needless to say, Niu Shanhao's bald head with a smiling face is the second boss of Lianyun Village.

The other was born with the appearance of a hawk falcon and a wolf, with a fierce color between his eyebrows, and wore a black brocade robe, although he still looked like a middle-aged man, and the hair on his head was much whiter than black.

There was a wooden hairpin in his bun, and he walked in with his hands behind his back, looking a little bigger than Taigong Chong's style.

The golden-faced owl frowned, why did he come.

"Master, it's been a long time. Taigong clasped his fists and saluted: "Let's be a nuisance this time." ”

Taigong Chong's net worth status, where does he still need to be polite to the gold-faced owl.

The golden-faced owl hurriedly clenched his fists and replied: "Big brother is tormenting the younger brother, and the eldest brother and senior Chai are still invited to take a seat." ”

"Purple Brake" Chai Lang, the most powerful underworld giant in the Bashu area, has been retired for more than ten years, there have always been rumors that he has died, I can't imagine that today I will follow Taigong Chong out of the mountain again, it is really unexpected.

Taigong smiled and found a seat to sit down.

Chai Lang glanced at the golden-faced owl with a gloomy expression, and also found a seat to sit down.

Only the golden-faced owl and his good apprentice Ximen Ao were still standing in the flower hall.

These two wicked guests came, and they crowded the golden-faced owl with no place.

"Yue Guhan is dead. ”

Taigong Chong's first sentence shocked the golden-faced owl's face tightened.

Chengtian Sword Sect, the first divine sword in the world, is recognized as the highest martial arts among the seven sects in the rivers and lakes.

He's dead?

The golden-faced owl looked at Taigong Chong, no matter whether others believe it or not, the owl doesn't believe this kind of crazy talk.

If Yue Guhan is killed, unless the sun rises from the west.

"The news coming out of the palace can basically be confirmed. Taigong Chong stretched out the little finger of his right hand and scratched his scalp: "Last night, the Dao Saint and the Chengtian Sword Sect fought in the Jianghou Temple in the south of Baiyu Capital City, the Dao Saint retreated from injury, and the Sword Sect was defeated and died. ”

Speaking of this, Taigong Chong let out a long sigh.

He is also the seed planted by the Dao Saint, and his feelings for Wuming are also quite complicated.

Hearing the news of Yue Guhan's death also caused a lot of turmoil in Taigong Chong's heart.

"In the palace?" the golden-faced owl barely maintained his composure: "How do they know?"

"There is qi induction between masters, and the battle between the Sword Sect and the Dao Saint is like a big bonfire in the dark night, and the real masters will naturally be attracted. ”

It was Zisha Chai Lang who spoke, his voice cold and hoarse.

"And in this white jade capital, who is the number one master under the Sword Sect?"

The golden-faced owl lowered his head, whoever in the capital is inferior to the Sword Sect in martial arts, it is naturally the emperor.

"The emperor brought someone to collect the corpse of the Sword Sect. Taigong Chong looked at the golden-faced owl: "The news from the palace, when the emperor led people to the Jianghou Temple, the Dao Saint had disappeared, and only the body of the Sword Sect was still there." ”

"Legend has it that the emperor gave the Sword Sect a burial. Chai Lang looked at the golden-faced owl: "But we don't believe it." ”

The golden-faced owl looked at Taigong Chong and Chai Lang, it seems that this purple brake is also mixed with Lianyunzhai.

"So please use your brother in your hands to help us ask, take a look, and find out. ”

Taigong Chong looked at the golden-faced owl, and under the seemingly rough face, a pair of eyes flashed with a dark light belonging to a cunning fox.

Where there is a past, there must be traces.

Yue Guhan died, Dao Sheng was injured, such a major event really touched the minds of many people.

The Sword Sect is implicated in invincible swordsmanship, and all kinds of secrets he keeps secret, any fool can get his hands on it, and he can become a master.

But this is all secondary, and what really matters is the Dao Sheng.

After all, if you can hold the injured Dao Saint in your hand, it is equivalent to holding Changsheng in the palm of your hand