Nine days of thunderstorms, thunderbolting away 3,000 Yueyang, blasting away thousands of miles of snow clouds.

Endless snow and ice poured down from the sky, covering tens of thousands of buildings, and there was no end to it...

Hundreds of miles ask the sky, but the rest is reckless. The owner of the mountain did not stop the officials and bandits who came to rob people. Just said a few words lightly, and let the dying man calmly leave...

Two thousand Xuanjia jumped out of the mountain, drove the whip and galloped, accompanied by the wind to break through the ice and snow, and ran fiercely, leaving shallow traces on the official road.

"My lord, it's hard for us to explain..."

"The thing is no longer in the Seven Star Courtyard..."

"Huh...?"

"As long as that thing is still in it, the people behind them will always show some means to deter them. ”

"Could it be that the man didn't have time?"

"Heh... Before the man could make a move, the old man on the mountain had already chosen to be out. Do you think things are still in there?"

“......”

"But it's impossible for it to leave the Seven Star Courtyard..."

"It's unpredictable..."

“......”

This team, when it came, was 2,000, and when it returned, not only did it not decrease, but it had an extra dark horse. The wind and fire went back and forth, which was supposed to be a murderous blade that attracted the attention of the whole city, but in the end, he just played a gun and hurriedly stepped down and left the table.

This time it was swept away, and the excitement of the audience in the city was excited.

It's just that at the same time, it also makes some people who seek the Tao deeply see the terrible tower in Kyoto...

It was just a verbal message, just a back-and-forth temptation, and it set off several bursts of bloody rain and bloody wind in Yueyang, provoked the three forces of the rivers and lakes to face each other in life and death, and harvested thousands of people in one day.

But he was unscathed, and he picked up one person by the way...

It's not scary...

Xicheng asks the sky,

The scripture building on the mountainside was put back untouched soon after it was transformed into a black jade bamboo slip by their pavilion master.

The bamboo frame that was originally beaten and disintegrated was actually put back in place intact. These tens of millions of economies, all in the wonder of a simple inheritance, are really amazing.

But...

At this moment, Xia Xun was really amazed, and even a little angry.

On the second floor of the restored scripture building, Xia Xun and the pavilion master sat opposite each other, and there was no one else here...

"According to what you say, the Seven Star Courtyard should swallow this breath?" Xia Xun said in a cold voice and slightly angrily.

Pavilion Master Cao smiled and filled Xia Xun with tea: "If this road continues, more people will die..."

"A lot of people have already died in the Seven Star Academy. Besides, before you let Yu Guanchuan go, I said that if he didn't die, many people would die..."Xia Xun said.

"But ask the sky..."Before the words came out, the Cao Pavilion Lord shut up. What is about to be said is really hard to export.

Xia Xun sneered and then said, "There are no dead people in the sky, right?"

The Lord of the Cao Pavilion looked ashamed and did not speak.

Xia Xun continued: "But you killed someone!"

"Even though the will to kill is no longer there, the hand that kills is still there..."

"Since you chose to be silent at the beginning, and then chose to break the game and choose to let Yu Guanchuan go!

"If you slap someone, you can't think about it. I'm afraid there is no such good thing in the world..."

“......”

Xia Xun took a breath and said a few words one after another, and he could see that he was very angry.

Pavilion Master Cao only listened with a smile and did not answer. It wasn't until Xia Xun stopped speaking that he took a deep breath and said with a smile: "You're threatening me again..."

"If you have a clear heart, are you afraid of my threat?" Xia Xun asked rhetorically.

Lord Cao Ge smiled helplessly: "In this game, Kyoto is the winner." Since you've already broken the game, why bother forcing people to fall again. If you make another move, it's just a joke..."

Xia Xun smiled contemptuously: "The game set up by the adults, we juniors can't get involved. But if you're bullied, you have to find someone to ask for an explanation..."

"Besides, I also want to know if something really happened to that palace."

Pavilion Master Cao's face became a little unpleasant: "Do you like the trick of borrowing a knife to kill people so much..."

"This knife was not borrowed, it was bought with 1,200 lives of the Seven Star Academy! Since you chose to break the situation and stand in line, then Wentian should hand over the knife..."Xia Xun's tone was not sharpened.

"And it's not the same time it used to be!"

"Twenty years ago, you were suddenly out, and my grandfather didn't say anything. But now that you still want to get out of the game so casually, I'm afraid that the one in Kyoto won't make you feel better..."

"Not to mention in the future..."

The Pavilion Master Cao was once again entangled and silent. Obviously, what Xia Xun asked for today made him feel very painful, but he had to give it. So much so that between the conversations, this dignified Heavenly Pavilion Lord was repeatedly infarcted.

Xia Xun continued: "It's only right to repay debts! Besides, you still owe me an explanation..."

"What else do you want!?" Pavilion Master Cao was surprised, frowning and shouting urgently.

Xia Xun picked up the porcelain cup that the pavilion master had filled him with tea before and drained it all. Said lightly:

"In addition to all the iron swords of Wentian, I also need a piece of paper from Shangjing..."

"You... You ......"

“......”

"Why do you take it for granted every time you ask for something..."

"Because you are ashamed..."

“...”

On the second floor of the building, he whispered softly.

Outside the building, the storm and snow continued...

During this period, the slaughter did not dissipate because the two thousand Xuanjia went out of the city. On the contrary, it is getting stronger and stronger...

It's just that with the departure of these people, it seems that they have also taken away a corner of the veil of this killing game. Suddenly people saw a lot, and they bewildered a lot...

A day ago, when two thousand Xuanjia rushed into Yueyang.

Everyone thought it was just revenge on the out-of-body man...

But yesterday, when Wentian and Chunyang jointly sacrificed the butcher's knife.

Everyone reacted immediately, it turned out that this was a murderous situation jointly laid out by the two major courtyards...

It's just that just now, when the two thousand Xuanjia took away the deputy pavilion master who asked the sky.

It dawned on everyone!

Could it be that these two thousand Xuanjia rushed thousands of miles to kill people, but to save people?

Until now, when those four thousand linen iron swords jumped out of the Wenshan Mountain, walked into the raging snowstorm, and traveled all the way east, pointing at the pure yang...

Everyone was dumbfounded......

"Report! Four thousand disciples have entered the east of the city..."

"Report! Seven stars and fifteen people go out of the mountain..."

"Ask the heavens, all the great Confucian mentors will follow them out of the mountain..."

"Report! The 2,000 disciples of the Seven Star Academy have arrived on Dongya Street..."

“......”

"Ask the heavens, are you going to attack Pure Yang?"

"Is this the Seven Stars of the Heavenly Alliance?"

"What the hell is going on now?" "Could it be that the boy has come up with a trick against the heavens again?"

The Yueyang Building was full of suspicions for a while, and there were bursts of questions, but there was no answer...

In Yueyang Building, in a large wing room on the upper floor.

There were six people seated, and the table was full of delicacies, as well as countless gold and silver spirit stones...

A bewitching beauty picked up a handkerchief to wipe away the remaining stains on the corners of her mouth: "The golden fat man has put all his chips on that young man..."

"He's pressed us together, I really don't know where he got his certainty," a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar on the right said unhappily.

"Ghost Mou stands tall, but two of the other three stand taller than him. Besides, that young man is just a descendant of the ghost's scheme, and he may not really be able to go that far...", an old woman chimed in.

"Hehe..."

The bewitching beauty sneered: "Maybe the fat golden man saw something we didn't see clearly..."

"At least, he's never missed an eye..."

“...”

Yueyang was pale and covered with snow, like a piece of white paper. A thin gray line that zigzags east from the west side of the white paper.

Maybe it's because the blizzard is too big, and this gray line is drawn extremely slowly, very slowly...

Far behind this gray line, followed by fifteen white horses, walking very slowly...

It's a group of fifteen people from Seven Stars.

This blizzard is really too big. It was so big that even the fourteen big birds couldn't spread their wings and fly. In desperation, they could only leave the big bird in Wentian and change horses...

"We just watched Yu Guanchuan live...?" Xia Hou was annoyed.

"The one in Kyoto is standing too high... The baryon he buried. It is impossible to eat at our level, and taking food from the tiger's mouth will only increase casualties. Xia Xun analyzed lightly.

"I can't swallow my breath!"

Xia Xun looked at Xia Hou with a smile, as if comforting: "The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind." Even if it was up to Grandpa to settle the child, there shouldn't be a better strategy..."

"Because, we're just the cicada at the bottom. ”

Xia Xun turned his head to look at the top of the mountain. As if he had seen something, he looked at it carefully for a while before he sighed and continued: "It is already a good result to be able to make two praying mantis fight."

If you want to kill Yu Guanchuan, then we have to wait until we become sparrows..."

I don't know if Xia Xun's glance back was intentional or unintentional.

Because with the eyes of an out-of-body person, it is impossible to see that beyond the bamboo hut on the top of that mountain, there are three people standing, also looking at him...

“......”

“... The one in Kyoto was standing too tall. If you put it in the game with him, it's no different from looking for a tiger skin... As for the ghost's scheme... Huh," the kind old man chuckled softly.

The Cao Pavilion Master beside him bent his body, always maintaining a posture that was a little shorter than the old man, and said respectfully: "He is only out of the body now, and Mr. has put him in Beijing to take the test next year, is it a little too hasty..."

The old man looked at Pavilion Master Cao with a smile: "How does his attainments in the first line of learning wisdom compare to you?"

"Today, it seems that the student is not as good as him..."

"How do you compare to Peony?"

"It's not as good as my junior sister..."

"And what about him compared to Peony?"

“......”

“......”

East of Yueyang City, pure yang view.

The snow here has reached the legs and knees of ordinary people.

In the square outside the main hall, 4,000 swordsmen were piled up at some point. From the white mist that erupts from time to time from the sniffles of these snowmen, it can be seen that they are really human. He just stood motionless, covered with a thick layer of falling snow.

Chang Le, still standing in front of the door of the side hall, is also motionless...

Uncanny...

It was obviously full of living people, but there was no human breath except for the snow and the howling wind.

Only the cold slaughter...