Walking in the fine snow with an umbrella, Xu Beiyou roughly bandaged his injured palm. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This time, he didn't use any of the swords of Tianlan and the evil spirit, but used an ordinary sword of the sword qi volley hall, which is the so-called virtual and real, and the Demon Suppression Hall guessed that he was going to Jiangdu, so he wantonly opened the net to guard the rabbit, but unfortunately this net is big enough, but not dense enough, which gives Xu Beiyou the opportunity to think carefully.

If a deacon of the Demon Suppression Hall dies, the Demon Suppression Hall will definitely investigate strictly in Xilingkou, but whether to expand this matter to the entire Yanzhou depends on whether the person in charge of the Demon Suppression Hall left in Yanzhou has the courage, if this matter is expanded, in case it only catches a disciple of the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall in the end, so that there is a mistake and the real young master of the Sword Sect is released, no one can afford this responsibility. Taking a step back, who would have believed that the young master of the Sword Sect, whose cultivation was not more than a first-grade realm, would dare to take the initiative to expose his whereabouts under the nose of the Demon Suppression Palace?

In the final analysis, Xu Beiyou's careful thinking is to be unexpected, and to do the opposite.

From leaving the inn to returning to the inn, Xu Beiyou spent less than an hour on his feet, just in time for dinner. Xu Beiyou and the old man surnamed Yan sat at a table, and the old man surnamed Yan asked softly, "Little brother Xu, what's the matter?"

Xu Beiyou said straight to the point: "The remnants of the Sword Sect have made a move, killing a deacon of the Demon Suppression Palace, and there may be an official family soldier coming to interrogate him later, Yan Lao has a preparation in advance, so that everyone should not panic when they arrive." ”

The old man surnamed Yan frowned, obviously he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, he is an old Jianghu, and he knows a little about the affairs of the Daomen and the Sword Sect, and knows that this kind of sect fight is the most likely to hurt the pond fish, and the real immortal fight mortals suffer, if it is usual, he is naturally not afraid, but this time the young lady is mixed in the caravan, and the old man will inevitably have to worry and worry.

Xu Beiyou didn't see anything unusual, it seemed that he was really a deacon of the Demon Suppression Hall who hid his identity, and said in a slightly lowered voice: "Old Yan doesn't have to worry, since Xu promised not to implicate the caravan, then he must do what he says, this time the young master of the Sword Sect went to Jiangdu, and he moved his whole body, and the small fight in Yanzhou was just a plan of the Sword Sect to attack the west, and it should not be taken seriously." ”

The old man surnamed Yan stared at each other and said in a low voice: "Young Master of the Sword Sect, could it be that the rumors of the other days ago are true, that the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, Gongsun Zhongmou, has died at the hands of the True Sect Master?"

Xu Beiyou's eyes darkened imperceptibly, and he nodded: "That's exactly the case, so we want to intercept and kill the young master of the Sword Sect, and strive to complete the battle and completely cut off the lineage of the Sword Sect." ”

This secret incident made the old man surnamed Yan look extremely solemn, but it also made him no longer doubt the identity of this young man surnamed Xu.

After all, if you weren't a person in the Demon Suppression Palace, how could you know such a secret thing?

He couldn't have imagined that the genuine young master of the Sword Sect was now sitting opposite him, talking eloquently.

After dinner, Xu Beiyou met a woman who had just come out of the room on the way back to the room, she glared at Xu Beiyou fiercely, did not speak, and went straight downstairs.

Xu Beiyou stood in place, shaking his head and smiling.

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Half an hour after Xu Beiyou left, with a rush of footsteps, the group walked into the alley.

The tall Wucheng Heavenly Officials were still wearing that iron armor, and the armor leaves rattled as he walked.

He walked up to Zhang Yugui's corpse and looked down with a gloomy face.

Behind the Wucheng Heavenly Official was a director of the Yanzhou Daomen, who was a little unsure of the thoughts of the archdeacon of the Demon Suppression Palace, and asked in a low voice, "Is it the remnants of the Sword Sect who have appeared?"

Wucheng Tianguan leaned down, lifted the clothes on Zhang Yugui's chest, and said in a deep voice: "A good sword blow, a fatal blow, it was undoubtedly shot by someone in the Sword Sect, but I can't see who did it." ”

The head of the Yanzhou Dao Gate asked softly, "But who is the archdeacon waiting for?"

Wucheng Tianguan straightened up, shook his head slightly, and said: "The young master of the Sword Sect is still young, and his cultivation is still shallow, if he doesn't rely on the benefits of the sword weapon, he may not be able to have this cultivation, this is one of them." In addition, it is not a secret thing for my Demon Suppression Hall to wantonly hunt down the young master of the Sword Sect, I am afraid that he has already gotten the news, how can he take the initiative to expose his whereabouts at this time? This is the second thing. From these two points, it can be concluded that it is impossible for the young master of the Sword Sect to make a move today, but it should be a certain sword master of the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall. ”

"What is the intention of the Sword Sect in this move?" the head of the Yanzhou Dao Sect then asked.

Wucheng Tianguan smiled coldly, "Most of the time it's to confuse the public, or it's to attack the west." ”

He paused for a moment, the gloom on his face became heavier, his eyes became sharp, and he said, "Maybe Zhang Yugui accidentally spied on the whereabouts of the young master of the Sword Sect on the way here, so he was killed by the Sword Sect master who followed him." ”

The head of the Yanzhou Dao Sect was shocked, "If this is the case, doesn't it mean that the young master of the Sword Sect is now in the Xiling Pass, then should we send more people......

Wucheng Tianguan sneered, "Let's not say that Zhang Yugui has been dead for about half an hour, and this time is enough for the murderous Sword Sect master to escape from the city, even if the Sword Sect master is still in the city, who can guarantee that the young master of the Sword Sect is also in the city, after all, this is all my speculation, there is no real evidence, if there is a mistake because of the rush to make up for this Sword Sect master, or even let go of the young master of the Sword Sect, who can take this responsibility? Is it you, or me?"

The head of the Yanzhou Dao Sect didn't dare to speak more, lowered his head and asked, "Please show the archdeacon." ”

"Loose on the outside and tight on the inside, press still. "Wucheng Heavenly Official said word by word," The young master of the Sword Sect may not go to Yanzhou, and now he may not be in the city, Zhang Yugui died unclearly, before finding out the cause of death, he must not act rashly, and I will go to the Xilingkou garrison commander to take a trip, after all, this is his territory, and no matter what the wind and grass can escape, he can't escape his eyes, that Sword Sect master can easily kill more than ten fourth-grade disciples with his own strength, and can kill a first-grade master with one blow, it is conceivable that it is very tricky, if it is rash, it will not be said that it will damage the manpower, and the gains outweigh the losses. ”

The principal nodded in agreement.

Wucheng Tianguan waved his hand to signal the Daomen disciples behind him to start collecting the corpses, then squinted at the night sky above his head, and whispered to himself: "Even if I pass this level, there are still eight archdeacons, and the chief archdeacon this time is the ninth-ranked Southern Ghost Emperor." ”

Hearing the name of the Southern Ghost Emperor, the head of the Yanzhou Dao Sect, who was bent over, trembled slightly.

The thirty-six archdeacons of the Demon Suppression Hall are a watershed starting from the tenth, and the archdeacons who can enter the top ten are all masters of the Earth Immortal Realm. And there is an unwritten rule in the Demon Suppression Palace, if a number of archdeacons join forces, then the Lord of the Demon Suppression Hall will appoint a top ten archdeacon as the principal, this time to arrest the young master of the Sword Sect, a total of nine archdeacons were dispatched, and the ninth-ranked Southern Ghost Emperor was the principal.

On the second day, the light snow was still fluttering, and according to the original itinerary, the caravan should stay at Xilingkou for a day, but the old man surnamed Yan temporarily decided to set off today and leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

The group left the inn, Xu Beiyou changed into a winter dress similar to the others in the caravan, and the sword box was wrapped and hung on the side of the saddle, which was inconspicuous.

Today's Xilingkou, at first glance seems to be no different from the past, but in fact it is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, if you look closely, you will find that the cavalry patrolling the city is at least more than twice as many as in the past, but it is very cleverly arranged, so as not to cause panic among the people and merchants in the city.

Approaching the city gate, Xu Beiyou found that there were several times more guards at the city gate today than in the past, and there were more than ten Taoists in cyan robes, and the formation was strict. However, he also called the King of Liao a brother and sister, and talked about the game with Her Royal Highness the Princess, so he naturally didn't pay attention to this little scene, and his face did not change, and after being checked by the city gate guards one by one, he followed the caravan out of the city gate without any danger.

After leaving the city, the old man surnamed Yan, who was walking in the front, turned his head and glanced at Xu Beiyou, who had a calm face, his lips moved slightly, as if he had said something to the young lady on the side.

The woman who followed the old man snorted heavily.

It happened that Xu Beiyou looked up, looked at each other in pairs, and the woman gave him a roll of the eyes, and hurriedly turned his head.

Xu Beiyou smiled absently, and then looked back in a ghostly manner.

I just saw a tall figure at the head of the city.

Xu Beiyou subconsciously pressed the sword box hanging on the horse's back.

Archdeacon of the Demon Suppression Temple!?