The next day, the light did not emerge from the horizon.

The sky was a little gloomy, and the expected autumn wind was also absent, and the air was out of circulation and looked oppressive.

"Old man Zhang didn't come to me for a day... It's also rare. Xia Wuwu looked at the purple qi Donglai style whose proficiency was already 3%, and nodded with satisfaction, at this time he was already able to do it, five steps without falling, and one step ghost step.

Push the door out of the house.

The cold air hit his face and looked a little cold.

The sound of the morning run that he had hoped to hear outside the door had never been heard, and this abnormality made the young man frown, and stood still in front of the door, listening carefully, and it was extremely quiet.

So, he closed the door again, turned left along the path, walked along the wall to a rockery by the pool, climbed up a rather large rock, and looked around.

Still no one, what's going on today?

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and through the gap in the trees, he saw that the buckle of the vermilion side door was actually locked!

And this lock will not be put on at night, because no one in the Lang Sword Sect in Tianyin City dares to break in, and if the door is closed, it will look petty.

Therefore, one of the major doors of the sect, three side doors, is never closed.

This slightly oppressive silence makes people's hearts beat faster.

But Xia Wuwu looked extremely calm, quickly returned to the room, locked the door, and then got under the bed, and gently pushed the third piece of wooden floor to the side, revealing a gap that could be inserted with a finger.

Five fingers grabbed the edge of the plank and lifted it, and the dust kicked up and he choked and coughed twice.

But his hand was not slow, and he quickly reached into it and grabbed a wooden box.

The wooden box was opened, and inside was the sword he had hidden for five years.

Rub...

He drew his sword, and his face sank suddenly, because the sword was actually broken!

"Damn!" his mind turned and turned, old man Zhang, tigress, and little junior sister could all do this...

"Damn it!"

But a broken sword is also a sword, he sighed, took a loose black robe from the cupboard, put the sword at his waist, and hid it under his coat.

Taking advantage of the gap in the window, he pushed the door open and walked out.

To Xia Wuwu's surprise, he didn't encounter anything special along the way, and the disciple in charge of cooking at the dining place was actually there, and when he saw him coming, he directly served a bowl of white porridge and a few plates of side dishes on the dining table.

"What about the brothers?" Xia Wuwu sat down and asked casually.

"Huh?" the disciple hurriedly ran back to the sect master, pointed to his ear, and said, "I'm a little hard of hearing, what are you talking about?" ”

Feeling someone approaching, Xia Wuwu narrowed his eyes slightly.

He said word by word: "I ask, what about the senior brothers?"

"Oh, they, it seems that someone from the city lord's mansion is here, and the city lord is also here, and they are all in the living room. The disciple in charge of the cooking said with a smile.

"Hmm..."Xia Wuwu nodded, then lowered his head and was about to eat porridge, but frowned and pushed the porcelain bowl aside.

"Master Xia, what's wrong with you. The disciple in charge of the cooking asked.

Xia Wuwu stared at him quietly, and asked with a strange expression, "Why have I never seen you?"

"Huh? I was summoned to do things two days ago..."The disciple in charge of cooking touched his head.

"Oh. ”

As soon as he was halfway through the words, Xia Wuwu suddenly drew his sword, and the sword slashed through the neck of the person in front of him.

But because of the broken sword, this sword was cut empty!

The jagged jagged teeth could pass past his Adam's apple, only to bring out a little blood.

"Hey, hey... You've found out, so I'm very alert. The cooking disciple was obviously taken aback, but after discovering that the other party's sword had missed, he hurriedly stepped back and held his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"This trick is the bottom of your box, right? Before we came, we all investigated, and you are just a scholar... You should be proud to hurt me when I was not prepared. ”

"It's just a pity that you won't be my opponent at all, after all, I..."

"Cut. Although Xia Wuwu sneered, he had already stepped forward.

This step was like an impermanence to hook the soul, and the sword in his hand stabbed out at the same time, with a quiet, evil and dream-like ethereal, he came to the face of the "cooking disciple" who was still talking.

Zhong Kui looked at it. ”

His hand was like a ghost gripping a broken sword, straight into the most vulnerable eyes.

When I saw it, the sword had already broken through the skull.

"When are you..."

The "cooking disciple" only had time to let out a scream of disbelief before he lost his life.

Blood burst out and trickled down his face, soaking through the gray and oil-stained shirt.

"Investigate, what the hell are you investigating?" Xia Wuwu smiled, and thrust the broken sword into his head again, and then pressed his fingers against the hilt of the sword and lightly forward.

The "cooking disciple" straightened up and fell back.

Xia Wuwu made a lip sync, his arm quickly stretched out, and he pulled out the long sword from his waist casually, and without looking behind him, he turned around and walked towards the living room.

The hilt of the longsword was carved with a lifelike, winged goshawk, but the eagle was a one-eyed eagle.

"What kind of organization is this?"

"Forget it... Just take a look at it, I think they won't be so fragile when they come to Old Man Zhang, right?" he stared at the pattern, there were associations, but he always failed to match the reality.

He originally lacked understanding of the Jianghu organization, and even if he showed him a different sign, he would be blind.

Reception hall.

The man who came with his hands held high and dressed in a rich robe.

"Brother Zhang, you and I have joined forces to make Tianyin City as prosperous as it is now. ”

"However, on the Liangzhou Road, bandits are rampant, and every time I have to rely on your Langjian faction, after all, I can't help it. ”

Zhang Nianshan said lightly: "The city lord doesn't have to be polite, please take a seat first." ”

"Take a seat?" said quietly with a smile on his face, as if he felt amused, "If I really want to be seated, why do I bring so many brothers here?"

In the meeting room, there was already tension in the two groups, and the two groups of people faced each other with swords,-for-tat, and did not give in at all.

Ming Momo stood in the corner, as the only junior sister, naturally there was a group of senior brothers in front of her, and Zhang Hanyu was also among them.

"Bai Yingfei, what do you want? Early in the morning, you brought people from other sects to my Langjian Sect to show your might, are we really sick cats?"

Before Zhang Nianshan could speak, an upright tall swordsman behind him had already asked loudly.

"Hai'er, stop it!" Zhang Nianshan hurriedly scolded his big apprentice who was straight.

Zheng Hai, who was only five years old, had already entered his door, with average talent, but he was good at studying hard, with a straightforward personality, and he never could hide what he had in his heart.

The rivers and lakes are righteous, but if you are blindly open, you will be dragged into hell by the treacherous clouds in it.

"Lord Baicheng, I'll accompany you on behalf of my apprentice. Zhang Nianshan said.