Looking at the tall city wall not far away, Li Wenshuo showed a touch of joy on his face, looked at Lao Huang on the side, and said with a smile: "Do you want to go and see your old lover?"

"What old lover, is it Shi Niang?"

Hearing this, Chen Yiyi's gossip heart rose and hurriedly asked.

"It's almost, your master has fallen in love with someone else, but he doesn't have the courage to marry someone. Li Wenshuo said half-jokingly and half-aggressively, and glanced at Lao Huang's reaction, but saw him frowning and stopping, staring at the direction of the city with a pair of eyes.

The food tasted average, but the young man seemed to be very satisfied, and it was not long before everything on the table was wiped out.

Put down the chopsticks and wipe the corners of your mouth.

Suddenly, the young man was stunned and looked up straight ahead.

Yang San also sighed in his heart, and said in his heart, what's the matter?

followed his gaze, but could only see a few empty tables, nothing, and was also puzzled, he turned his head to look in the direction of Mr. Cao, but found that Mr. Cao was also looking in that direction, but the expression on his face was not so solemn.

Lao Huang frowned slightly, feeling the strange aura in the city, and also knowing that the other party had discovered him, he was a little anxious.

The obsidian-bright pupils seemed to be able to see through the thick walls, and their brows furrowed slightly, looking in the other direction of the city.

There was a woman with a woman's hair ornament, sitting alone in a small courtyard on the outskirts of the city, sorting out the things in the courtyard.

As if sensing the change in his gaze outside the city, the black-robed young man also squinted slightly, looking at the small courtyard separated by countless streets.

I saw the plump woman in a pale yellow dress.

It's okay to have a heart, but I don't see any other charm, it can make such a person worry about it, and the things of the world are really so unpredictable.

The young man thought like this, and his deep eyes revealed a trace of the vicissitudes of time.

Squinted slightly, a little curious about who the young man outside the city was, it seemed quite interesting, it was almost to the realm of breaking the army at such an age, and now the rivers and lakes are already so prosperous?

The smile of the thin lips was gently provoked with the strange and bewitching arc, and suddenly remembered something, and the corner of his eye glanced slightly at the distant street, and a wave of killing intent gradually rose from under the black robe.

Yang Sanyi, who was closest to him, was stunned, his pupils shrank, and he felt the killing intent very clearly.

His body trembled, and his hand subconsciously clenched the dagger hidden in his sleeve, and his face turned a little pale.

He had never felt such a clean killing intent, yes, it was clean.

Just wanted to kill people, as if killing people was like eating and drinking water for him, so that although there was a killing intent, there was no trace of murderous energy.

Who is this?

The erhu in Mr. Cao's hand also gradually stagnated, feeling this clear and clean killing intent, he suddenly remembered something.

He seemed to have felt such a killing intent once when he first came out of the rivers and lakes before.

At that time, he was not an assassin, just an ordinary charlatan.

And he is already the devil of the world!

Even now, when he faces that name, he can't afford to have the slightest idea of being an enemy of the other party.

But isn't that person dead, Mr. Cao looked at the deep eyes again, and his body suddenly shook, and he couldn't help but tremble.

No

He's not dead!

He's back!

He turned his head sharply to look out of the city, his eyes filled with great worry and fear, his lips moved slightly, and he said a word.

The air vibrated slightly, initially silent, until outside the city.

The sound was crushed into a line and spread two miles outside the city, and dead leaves were shattered into pieces along the way.

Li Wenshuo, Chen Yiyi, and Lao Huang heard a word very clearly.

"Let's go!"

Li Wenshuo and Chen Yiyi were stunned, they were still some distance away from the city wall, the surrounding terrain was flat and unobstructed, no one was seen, and the sound was not loud, but it seemed to be coming from the ears.

Li Wenshuo frowned slightly, Lao Huang told him some secret techniques of Taixuanlou, and the sound transmission technique was one of them.

Walk?

Could it be that something happened in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion?

Lao Huang frowned, and his body trembled slightly, as if he hadn't heard the word.

He suddenly felt a great wave of fear and anger.

The face became more and more cold and stiff, like a piece of cast iron or cement, which could not melt it.

Li Wenshuo has never seen Lao Huang's excessively drastic emotional changes, and has been thinking about what can make Lao Huang angry in this world.

So at this time, Li Wenshuo's eyebrows were almost twisted together, looking at the city not far away, and he was a little puzzled about what was going on.

In the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, a young man in a black robe was sitting precariously.

Feeling the anger of the man outside the city, the evil smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger.

A pair of strange and deep eyes like a black hole flickered slightly, and the killing intent grew stronger!

Mr. Cao took a deep breath, although his appearance and age were not matched, but deep down in his heart, he had already decided that the person in front of him was the person back then.

The bow made of purple bamboo in his right hand shook slightly, and the thin silver silk thread once again filled the surrounding space.

The Sword and the Silver Serpent!

When the people in the inn saw this scene, they didn't dare to move, for fear of breaking the delicate atmosphere.

Yang San on the side also subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the pitch-black dagger slipped from his sleeve and held it in his hand.

He also knew that if he really fought, he would not be able to play a role at all, but he thought that he would be a member of this Drunken Immortal Pavilion anyway.

Lao Huang is not here, so Mr. Cao naturally has the final say.

Previously, Mr. Cao treated you as a guest, so I naturally had nothing to say, and I was waiting for you with delicious food and drink.

But now that even Mr. Cao has drawn his sword, I have to show my attitude no matter what I say.

The black-robed young man slowly stood up, and his qi was unabashedly released, rising into the sky.

There was no reaction in the restaurant, but outside the restaurant, in the streets and alleys of the city, a strong wind blew, whistling and rolling up the dead leaves in the sky.

With a terrible voice like a ghost crying raging in the city!

Pedestrians hid in the house one after another, scolding and swearing, saying that the ghost weather was blowing, but this strange wind was blowing.

The wind carried the fallen leaves to a small courtyard on the outskirts of the city, blew over the pole where the clothes were dried, and the freshly washed clothes fell to the ground, stained with dust.

Zhou Bingyun was a little panicked in an instant, and he rolled up his sleeves to pick up and put away the clothes against the wind, it doesn't matter if the clothes are dirty, it's a big deal to wash them again, but if she is blown away by this strange wind, she must not be distressed to death.

As soon as the jade hand was stretched out, a leaf was blown by the wind and swept across the hand, and a hole was instantly pulled out of the onion-like jade hand.

Zhou Bingyun exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly retracted his hand.

Only then did he realize that he was already in the middle of the wind, and countless leaves flew around him, like countless flying knives!

A flash of horror flashed in Zhou Bingyun's pupils, he didn't know what was going on, he had grown so big, and he had never seen such a strange and chaotic thing!

"You dare!"

On this day, in this small county town in Nanxian County, Fenghua Prefecture, countless people who hid in the house to avoid the wind, as well as those who did not have time to hide in the house, were embarrassed by the strong wind, and heard an unforgettable conversation.

The soldiers at the gate of the city looked at the figure that had reached the city wall in a flash, opened their mouths in horror, pulled out the saber at their waists, and did not know what to do for a while.

Although Fenghua Prefecture has been fighting all year round, but those are some insignificant small frictions, and they are far from being affected here, if you change to the group of rough men on the border, and see someone rushing to the city wall, not to mention whether you can fight or not, it must be a second word, drawing a knife is to rush over and cut it first, and the worst will also prepare some strong bows and golden crossbows that are specially designed to deal with martial arts masters.

But this is not yet a border after all.

So Lao Huang stood on the city tower safely at the moment.

These two words resounded with a strong internal force, resounding through half of the city.

At this time, Li Wenshuo had just arrived at the city, looked at the soldiers who were drawing their swords and facing each other with a panicked face, and said with a smile: "Don't panic, don't panic, I collected the weapon first, the one standing above is my brother, he has a little personal matter to deal with, he wants to kill two people, and he will leave when he is done." “

Hearing him say this, the soldiers became even more panicked, and some of them shouted: "Enemy attack--"

Li Wenshuo shook his head helplessly, his figure flashed again and again, and in an instant, more than a dozen city guards only felt that it was dark in front of them and fainted on the ground.

At this time, Chen Yiyi rode a horse to arrive, frowned and glanced at the soldiers on the ground, and looked at Li Wenshuo suspiciously.

"Childe?"

Li Wenshuo shrugged his shoulders, did not answer, and looked up at Lao Huang, who had fallen on top of the city, with a worried look.

In just an instant, this strange wind stopped, and the people also came to the street, looking at the direction from which the sound came from in confusion.

Although it is only two words, it is so familiar when it comes to my ears.

Zhou Bingyun's hands trembled slightly, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, broke into laughter, and said happily: "Are you here to save me?"

"Haha, it's a bit interesting, it's obviously just a mysterious, but you dare to be presumptuous in front of this seat!

Hearing this, Yang San opened his mouth wide in surprise, just a mysterious, could it be that the young man sitting in front of him is a supreme powerhouse who has broken the army realm?

Not only Yang San, but also everyone in the inn, all the people in this city who knew a little martial arts had similar reactions!

After hearing this, the county magistrate returned to the inner hall, locked himself in the house, and didn't even have the courage to watch the excitement, how could he be so unlucky, why would such a murderer appear in the territory under his jurisdiction, once something happened, the group of bigwigs above was naturally nothing, he was afraid that he would be pushed out of the top tank, thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but be more bitter.

Lao Huang stood at the highest point of the city, and the scenery of the entire small city was unobstructed.

Soon he found the figure he had been looking for, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that she was fine.

But I accidentally caught a glimpse of the wound on her hand again, gurgling with blood, and it seemed that it couldn't be stopped.

It was just an ordinary little wound, anyone who saw it would think so, and Zhou Bingjun himself thought so.

In fact, this is indeed a small wound, which is almost negligible for those who practice martial arts in the rivers and lakes.

But Lao Huang felt very painful in his heart.

He also saw the tears in the corners of her eyes, and his heart was like a knife.

Looking in the direction of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, an uncontrollable anger flashed in his eyes, like a gambler at the gaming table.

At this time, it happened that the voice of the black-robed young man came to his ears, and his tone was full of ridicule, in his opinion, he really didn't do anything, just an inconsequential ant, even if he killed her, it would only let her free from this painful world.

Lao Huang held the butter paper umbrella in his right hand, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes squinted.

The murderous aura that rushed to the sky turned into a line, and in an instant, it penetrated countless barriers and came to the front of the black-robed young man.

After touching the black robe, it disappeared.

The young man's face instantly turned from red to white, and then from white to red, and so on three times before he got better, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then a cold, lifeless voice resounded throughout the city, in everyone's ears.

Such as in the heart.

"I don't care who you are, or get out!"

"Die!"