A hundred miles away from Kunlun Mountain, there is a thousand-year-old city, called Wuling City, where Su Liang, who was expelled from Kunlun Gate, also stopped. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Su Liang's face could not hide the look of loss, and he was dejected, after all, his original expectation of worshiping Kunlun Gate was also dissipated, originally known as the only talented young man by the world of Xining, originally he wanted to become the closed disciple of Shangguan Bingyan, the head of Kunlun, but this is contrary to him now, in Kunlun did not as he expected, what he didn't expect was that a Murong Minzhao who was not as good as himself became a big disciple of the Sanqing Palace, and then Baili Fusheng, who worshiped in Kunlun Gate, turned out to be a closed disciple of the head of the sect, and Kunlun may have to call Baili Fusheng a senior brother after Kunlun Huiwu, which he did not want to see。

Su Liang walked into an inn, put the package and saber on the sandalwood table, sat down in a distracted manner, waved his hand and shouted, "Little Er......"

As soon as the words fell, a simple young man ran over respectfully, "Guest officer, what do you want?"

"Bring me ten jars of vintage. ”

The shopkeeper nodded slightly, indicating that he had written it down, and then stared at Su Liang with a smile on his face.

Su Liang was already holding back his anger in Kunlun Gate, and when he saw the shopkeeper in front of him smiling, he was also a little unhappy in his heart, and said impatiently, "Why are you staring at me?

"Guest...... Guest, don't you want to have something to eat?" The shopkeeper was also puzzled, after all, he had never seen someone with such a large amount of alcohol for so many years.

"Don't. ”

The shopkeeper hesitated slightly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be holding back words, but looking at Su Liang's vicious appearance, he must have been angry, so he didn't ask more, "Okay, guest officer, you wait a minute." ”

After a while, the shopkeeper brought two guys beside him, holding the ten jars of old grain that Su Liang wanted, and gently put them on Su Liang's table, "Guest officer, the old grain you want." ”

The people in the inn were also extremely surprised to see such a posture, and they all cast incredible glances, Su Liang was slightly aware of it, and his fierce eyes glared at everyone, and everyone was also shocked, and hurriedly lowered their heads on their tables, after all, they all saw the swords from Kunlun Gate.

Altar after altar, Su Liang is most confused now about where he is going, after all, his family is also one of the best in Xining, and he has a feud with Jiang Huanyu, if he goes back like this, it will really become a handle for Jiang Huanyu's family to laugh at them.

Quietly, an ethereal figure also appeared in the inn, wearing a black robe, with a black veil on his face, and that person didn't seem to have come to the inn to rest, judging from his eyes, he was more like he was looking for someone, the sound of the wine jar on the sandalwood table attracted the man's attention, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he had found the person he was looking for.

"Su Liang, I didn't expect you to be so down, is this what you expected from Xining to Kunlun?" The man sat opposite Su Liang, and at this moment, the ten jars of hundred-year-old grain on the sandalwood table had already been swept away by Su Liang.

"Heh, use you to care?" Su Liang snorted coldly, and didn't take the man in black to heart.

"Hahaha, I see, I didn't expect you to be so decadent, no wonder you didn't become a big disciple in the seven veins of Kunlun, even the first one in Kunlun looked down on you, and you still wanted to become a closed disciple of Shangguan Bingyan, isn't it a fantasy. ”

The man in black sitting opposite him, every word pierced the weakest part of his heart, and what surprised him even more was that the man in black actually knew what was hidden in his heart, put down the wine jar in his hand, and asked hesitantly, "Who are you?"

"Heh, it doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I can bring you the status you want, and the power that hundreds of millions of cultivators on this Divine Continent are extremely looking forward to. ”

"Are you from Daoyin Valley or Xining Pavilion?"

"Actually, you want to ask which Demon Sect I am from, right?" The man in black immediately saw through Su Liang's thoughts, and directly questioned Su Liang like a rock.

"Then you have found the wrong person, even if I am not good, I will not become a demon, and I will disappear from my eyes immediately, otherwise don't blame me for flying your soul into the sky. ”

The man in black also expected Su Liang to refuse like this, but he could see from Su Liang's dark eyes that he was already tempted, "Do you still regard yourself as a disciple of the three sects of the righteous path? Don't forget, you have been expelled from the Kunlun Gate, and they don't value you in this territory of the Shenzhou Continent where spiritual consciousness is respected, and even your use of the secret technique that records half a page of the Heavenly Book "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" is not called evil art by them?"

Su Liang was silent, as if he was in deep thought, from the way he walked out of the West to worship the Kunlun Gate, the memory in his mind was like a whirlpool, in the last Kunlun martial arts, the master, Ke Yuanhe's voice announcing that Murong Minzhao had become the great disciple of the Sanqing Palace, accompanied by a roar in his ears, perhaps, it was from that moment on, he really became a cultivator who was eager for quick success and quick profit, and unscrupulous means.

"Are you from the Demon Hades Hall or from the Poison Demon Valley?" Obviously, Su Liang in the unsatisfactory Kunlun Gate was tempted.

The man in black shook his head and sneered, "Demon Hall, Poison Demon Valley, these two are just dog-like ants in my eyes, how can they be Demon Dao who have been fighting against the three righteous sects for many years?"

Su Liang was puzzled, after all, on this Shenzhou Continent, the Demon Dao, there are only the Demon Hades Hall and the Poison Demon Valley, and he really can't think of any other Demon Sect existing on this Shenzhou Continent, but he can feel that the black-clothed man in front of him must have a great background, and he is extremely angry, and suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed in Su Liang's eyes, and he asked in dismay...... Could it be that you are from the Demon Dao Blood Shadow Sect that disappeared a thousand years ago?"

"I didn't expect that the person Bai Ming had taken a fancy to still had some knowledge, I was from the Blood Shadow Sect that had disappeared on the Divine Continent for a long time thousands of years ago. ”

Su Liang never expected that the Blood Shadow Sect, once led by Nangong Xun, still existed, and every pore was stunned by the words coming from the black-clothed mouth, "It's difficult... Could it be that Nangong is looking for revenge... Resurrected?"

The man in black said solemnly, "Now the sect master of the Blood Shadow Sect is no longer Nangong Xun, but I didn't expect you to know a lot, but it's not good to know more, how about it? Do you want to join my Blood Shadow Sect now? With your talent, one day you will pinch Murong Minzhao and Baili Fusheng to death like an ant." ”