The flame of the oil lamp kept jumping, making the young Taoist's face become cloudy and uncertain with the firelight. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The young Taoist's surname is Duan, Duan Yu's Duan, but his skin is dark and rough, which is diametrically opposed to Duan Yu's jade-faced scholar's image.

He ranked nineteen, because his parents were farmers in the mountains, not very educated, only knew a dozen words in total, and when he gave birth to the sixth child, he had hollowed out the words in his belly, and he couldn't think of more names, so he simply took the names of the newborn children in accordance with the ranking order, so he was named Shijiulang.

Duan Jiulang is his name.

The long row of wooden tables in the palace was full of everlasting lamps with their names pressed, and among the many exuberant fires, only one oil lamp was dim, and not even a single flame was raised.

Duan Jiulang looked down at the oil lamp, his face expressionless.

He clutched tightly in his hand a note from afar, and without warning, the note burst into flames.

Duan Jiulang let go of his hand and let the note fall to the ground, curling into black ash.

Turning around and walking out of the palace, an old man was standing at the gate of the palace staring blankly at the starry sky.

"Master, it is Senior Brother Qin's everlasting lamp. Duan Jiulang lowered his head and said.

His head was lowered, almost to his waist, not just as a sign of respect, but as a sign of mourning.

The old man's back was stiff, he looked very old, and when he heard what Duan Jiulang said, he trembled slightly, and two tears flowed from his two cloudy yellow pupils.

Duan Jiulang arched his hand and said, "Master, I want to go down the mountain." ”

The old man did not answer him, but asked abruptly, "I heard that he roared very badly before he died?"

"Yes, the junior brother shouted before he died: 'Kill me, Song Qiu'. Duan Jiulang replied.

"Who is Song Qiu?" The old man's voice did not fluctuate in the slightest, as if an emotionless machine was speaking.

"A college student at Jiangcheng University should be an immortal cultivator, and it is said that he has a lot to do with Jiang Fenghan of Kunlun Heavenly Palace. Duan Jiulang's gaze was very deep, looking down at the moonlight on the ground, not knowing what to think.

"Kunlun Heavenly Palace, Kunlun Heavenly Palace, Kunlun Heavenly Palace again. There is Kunlun Heavenly Palace everywhere, hehe, the first immortal sect in the world, it is really majestic. The old man roared angrily: "What do they want to do? Dominate the world and be unparalleled for all eternity? Or will he be the only one who will be honored for thousands of years?"

The old man calmed down, as if he had become a long-sleeping lake: "What if I don't agree?"

Duan Jiulang was stunned.

He looked at the old man's expression, vaguely guessed some circumstances, and asked with a slightly different expression, "Master, are they looking for you again?"

"Yes, what do you think?" asked the old man.

Duan Jiulang was silent, and then said, "I originally thought that if you cooperated with them, you might be seeking skin with the tiger. But now it seems that whether you cooperate with them or not, there are tigers on both sides. ”

"Yes, for the teacher is also indecisive, for the teacher I am afraid that the tigers on both sides are not simple, I am worried that if we are not careful, we will have to pay ourselves, so the answer to those people for the teacher is to think again. But if this tiger here can't satisfy us, the teacher doesn't mind changing the old order. ”

Duan Jiulang looked at his mentor, who is also the head of Maoshan of today's generation, and felt a little strange. For the first time, he found out that his master also had such a strong and domineering side, and the low-key of the previous decades may be just his disguise.

The old man turned his head, stared at Duan Jiu Lang and said, "Nineteen Lang, I hope you can understand that Han Ye is the most beloved disciple of Wei Shi and your youngest junior brother. ”

"I understand. Duan Jiulang lowered his head and said.

"No matter who it is, and no matter who stands behind him," said the old man word for word, "I want him to die." ”

"Yes. ”

The old man carried his hands behind his back, like a dying old man, hooked his body to look at the ever-bright lamp in the hall, and said: "If Kunlun Heavenly Palace does not give us justice, then we will find justice ourselves." ”

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In the fairy Internet café, it was as lively as ever.

Tai Bai Xing and Yue Lao quarreled because they were once again in a team in League of Legends and lost the game.

The two old men wanted to throw the pot of losing the game to each other, and they quarreled for a long time without a conclusion.

Zhu Bajie chatted with a sister paper on the Internet again, and in order to respond to the girl's request to turn on the camera, he deliberately pulled Yang Jian, who was sitting next to him, over.

Yang Jian, who looks good and dresses strangely, looks quite in line with the taste of sister paper, and is a nymphomaniac on the other side of the computer, and Zhu Bajie took the opportunity to turn off the camera again.

Song Qiu didn't pay attention to these situations in the Internet café.

At this time, he was nodding and smirking at a red-faced middle-aged man, with the kind of glint in his eyes that only fanatical star chasers can have when they see idols.

The red-faced man in front of him who is surfing the Internet can be regarded as one of Song Qiu's childhood idols - the second master of Wusheng Guan!

This legendary figure, who is known to everyone in the mortal world, can be regarded as letting Song Qiu see the living today.

Aside from the fact that he is Song Qiu's childhood idol, Guan Erye can also be regarded as the most famous and biggest celebrity that Song Qiu has seen since he came to the Immortal Internet Café. In this case, it is reasonable for Song Qiu to be a little excited.

Of course, Song Qiu is standing here, not all to watch celebrity idols, but Guan Erye does have something to help him with.

Song Qiu took the initiative to say enthusiastically: "Second master, you have something to order." ”

Guan Yu wore a cyan robe, which could obviously be seen to have undergone a modern facelift, and it would not be too noticeable to walk on the street in this outfit.

Guan Yu stroked his long black beard and said slowly: "Xiao Song, I'm not very familiar with Jiangcheng, you accompany me to go out and buy a set of genuine discs of the new Romance of the Three Kingdoms TV series." ”

Song Qiu said in surprise: "Second master, do you still need to buy genuine discs? Aren't they all available on the Internet? You can watch them casually." ”

Guan Erye glared at him: "You said that you are young, why don't you learn the good ones and learn the bad ones? What kind of pirated copies do you see? You must support the genuine version! Support the cultural cause! Do you understand?"

Song Qiu was speechless, I said my second master Guan, please before you say this, can you first close the pirated movie Inception playing on your computer? There are four watermarks on it, "Movie Paradise", don't think I'm blind and don't see it.

However, Song Qiu can also understand Guan Erye's actions, after all, Guan Erye is one of the protagonists in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and you can watch piracy when you look at anything else, and it is impossible to watch pirated copies when you look at your own story, right?

Song Qiu agreed to Guan Yu without hesitation.

Well, I was here to help my childhood idol.

Song Qiu thought so in his heart.

He wouldn't admit that he was trying to earn the same amount of points as he could redeem the exercises in the future.