After Duanmu Yu and Gu Yan talked softly, he waved his hand to signal Gu Yan to retreat, looked at the inspector judge, and chuckled: "Old judge, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, what does it mean that both sides know it, I have to ask a few words." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The inspector squinted his eyes and said coldly: "The boy of the Duanmu family is not very old, and he is familiar with the official tone, but since you asked the old man, the old man might as well make his words clear, don't treat our Demon Suppression Hall as a fool, you have to give an explanation for the matter of Chonglongguan." ”

The Dark Guard Mansion is divided into three major factions because of the three governors, and the Demon Suppression Hall is definitely not monolithic, not to mention the natural grouping of disciples of each lineage, as well as the difference between the inside and outside of the outsiders and the disciples of the Daomen, it is said that the attitude towards the imperial court can be roughly divided into two factions, one faction advocates acting radically, and comprehensively suppressing the Dark Guard Mansion that has become more and more rampant in recent years by force, and the other faction advocates acting moderately, going to the army to fight and strategize, and retreating as advance. Generally speaking, Ye Sin is a moderate faction, while the inspector is a radical.

Duanmu Yu shook the folding fan lightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked a slight arc, "Explain? What kind of explanation? Your Daomen is not good, and was destroyed by the remnants of the Sword Sect to Chonglongguan Manmen, our secret guard was kind to rescue, so it lost more than 100 people, we didn't ask you for an explanation because of the relationship between the two families, but you have to come to the door inch by inch, don't you think that our secret guard is a soft persimmon, you can pinch it if you want to!?"

The inspector laughed angrily, "Okay, good, good, if it's really two official words, this ability to reverse black and white is really powerful, but it's easy to say it, but it's hard to say it." ”

"Oh?" Duanmu Yu said with a smile: "Then according to the old judge's meaning, how can it be decided?"

The inspector's face narrowed, and then he slowly got up and took a step forward.

Just one step.

There was an oppressive and suffocating silence in the air, as if in a summer rainstorm, dull and breathless, and even the light of the oil lamps in the hall began to shrink, and finally only remained a few inches around the wick.

Duanmu Yu's expression was calm, and he said calmly: "Inspector Judge, a master of the Ghost Immortal Realm, born in the Western Witch Sect, he was active in the grassland thirty years ago, and then because he offended the Ming King of the Molun Temple in the Great Snow Mountain, he had to join the Daomen to seek refuge, and became the archdeacon of the Demon Suppression Hall twenty years ago, ranking twenty-third. I have to say that you are also a character, even if you add those hidden characters, you can barely be regarded as a top 100 master in the Daomen. ”

The old man said gloomily: "How can a mortal man like you speculate on the majestic Daomen? The old man's cultivation is indeed not comparable to that of the great real people, but it is enough to deal with you." ”

As he spoke, with the old man's foothold as the core, a circle of black ripples visible to the naked eye rippled, among which there were faint pale faces, distorted and terrifying, with sharp and sharp sounds, which ordinary people could not hear, and did not hurt things, but only hurt people.

This method seems ordinary, but in fact, it is beyond the scope of martial arts, and can already be classified into the category of the Divine Passage Method.

Duanmu Yu didn't dodge or dodge, just chuckled, "The ghost prison yin wind roars, it's a bit interesting." ”

At the same time, the little girl standing beside him also took a step forward and stretched out her little crystal white fist.

Just a punch.

This punch directly broke the black ripples that were about to touch Duanmu Yu in the circle, and the white shadow of the Dao in it was also erased, leaving no trace.

The inspector looked at the little girl who threw a punch, with a red head rope with small pigtails, a red dress, and embroidered shoes embroidered with red lotus flowers, and smiled lowly, like an old owl singing at night, "It's that the old man is dizzy, and he looks away, and he doesn't know the real person." ”

The little girl smiled softly in return, then took a step back and retreated to Duanmuyu's side.

At this time, the guy Xiao Er of the inn didn't know where he had gone, only the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper lady were left, and I don't know if it was because the two of them had seen too much wind and waves, and they were not afraid of this scene of crossing the river and fighting the giant python on the ground, and the two stood side by side behind the counter, as if they were outsiders.

Of course, there is also Xu Beiyou sitting in the corner, but he is also reduced to the background of spectators like the more than 20 secret guards. He was sighing in his heart at this time, and sure enough, as the master said, the most taboo on the rivers and lakes are the elderly, monks, women and children, and today they are all together in this small inn.

In fact, Xu Beiyou likes to observe the faces of all beings in the inn, or panic, or worry, or gloomy like water, or immobile like a mountain, all kinds of things, and then figure out the deep thoughts behind this face, and even piece together the ins and outs of the whole thing from just a few words, which makes Xu Beiyou have a different kind of fun.

This is not taught by the master, but taught by the master.

Han Xuan was born in a literati, and he used to be an official residence, and he had intrigued with others in the temple for a lifetime, he didn't want the child he brought up to become a martial artist who could only use force in everything, after all, in this world, many things can't be ended with a sword. Of course, there must be a transcendent realm of "family affairs, state affairs, and world affairs are just a sword matter", but it is by no means what Xu Beiyou can achieve now.

Now the inn is a situation where no one can help anyone, so the expected battle failed to fight, Duanmu Yu and the little girl sat at a table, Gu Yan and a group of secret guards sat at three tables, the inspector sat at a table alone, and then there was Xu Beiyou at a table alone.

Duanmu Yu glanced in the direction of Xu Beiyou, and then the expression on his face froze.

Xu Beiyou didn't get up, and arched his hand and said: "Where don't we meet in life, Xu Beiyou has seen Duanmu Gongzi." ”

Duanmu Yu slowly retracted the unfolded folding fan and said lightly: "It turned out to be you." ”

Xu Beiyou smiled and did not speak.

Why did Han Xuan say that Xu Beiyou was atmospheric? Because whether he was facing the old man with a negative sword back then, or facing a group of noble sons later, or even facing the wolf-like secret guard and the Demon Suppression Hall at this moment, even if he had turned the river and the sea in his heart, he still didn't show half a point on his face.

The chest has the depth of the city, the heart has the danger of mountains and rivers, and the face of Mount Tai can collapse in front of it without changing its color, which can be said to be a major event and have a calm atmosphere.

If Han Xuan could see this scene, he would definitely be very relieved, and then sighed, those who have thunder in their chests and their faces are like a peaceful lake can worship the general.

Today's Xu Beiyou is just missing the worldly tempering and a suitable position, now he is like a sword embryo without a sharp edge, what the old man with the sword has to do is to sharpen the blade of this new sword, so that he can change from a blunt sword to a new sword that can kill, this is the first time to open the edge. And then kill people and drink blood in the world, this is the second opening.

After that, Fang Cheng passed on the world's famous sword.

Upstairs, the old man had already drunk the two jars of Shanghao Fenjiu mixed with the best drugs, and the jars were set aside, and he stepped on the wooden ground under his feet step by step, making a slight squeaking sound.

The sword box wrapped in Shu brocade leaned against the rammed wall of loess, like an ordinary long wooden box, and it was impossible to see that there was a peerless murder weapon hidden in it that had made the whole world unforgettable.

After taking thirty-six steps back and forth, the old man stopped and looked at the sword box.

Now there is an undercurrent in the inn, but he can't make a move easily, because once it reaches the point where he wants to make a move, it will be irreparable, and it will leave many indelible traces, which are great hidden dangers.

There is a more important point, he wants to see what step Xu Beiyou can do by himself.