Impassioned, really impassioned, so that Ruan Zun lay in bed for a long time, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, his mind was full of the face of the deputy hall master who was worried about the country and the people. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Stayed at the camp in front of Tianyuan Valley for one night, and the next day, Ruan Zun took a hired cart back to Xinzhou City. Maybe it was because his spiritual power was overdrawn several times, he felt very tired, and when he sat in the carriage, he couldn't lift his spirits and wanted to doze off all the time.

The dying demon wolf was tied to the grass box pulled behind the cart.

The coachman who traveled back and forth between Tianyuan Valley and Shinshu City had long been familiar with such a situation. With the gold handed over by Ruan Zun in his arms, he only cared about waving the horsewhip, driving the horse, and galloping towards Xinzhou.

Wen Yanbo kept looking at their departing backs, until the carriage completely disappeared from view, then he suddenly sighed, shook his head, and retreated to the house.

......

In the distance, another carriage approached, quaint and atmospheric, with a cloud-shaped mark. Isn't that Murong Qianqian's car? There were two guards behind him, it was Luan Tingyu and Pang Wanchun.

Stopped the car and got in front of the carriage on the opposite side. The coachman on the opposite side was Liu San, who saw Ruan Zun and said happily: "Young master, did you come out safely?" bowed down and got out of the car, stretched out his hand to open the carriage curtain, and said respectfully: "Young grandma, the young master has come out." ”

"Don't call me young grandma! I haven't passed the door yet!" the person in the car let out a delicate voice, but he didn't seem to be angry when he heard it.

Haven't passed the door yet...... A layer of cold sweat broke out on Ruan Zun's face.

"Young master. Luan and Pang stepped forward to salute one after another.

The curtain of the car was opened, revealing Murong Qianqian's delicate face, and seeing that Ruan Zun was unharmed, but her expression looked tired and weak, she relieved her heart, and then pushed the car door, "Come on, go back to the stack." ”

After getting on the bus, Ruan Zun leaned on the seat and fell asleep.

"What's wrong, so tired?" Murong Qianqian said, but he was not in a hurry to ask what happened to him in Tianyuan Valley, but asked Liu San to lead the carriage with the demon wolf to follow behind, and slowly walked towards Xinzhou.

"I'm tired. Ruan Zun said.

The carriage started and walked smoothly on the road. Murong Qianqian's wonderful eyes kept looking at Ruan Zun, and when she saw the Dragon Soul Sword behind him, her eyes lit up. Took it, ready to let him rest better. Who knew that as soon as the sword was in his hand, it fell violently, almost knocking her to the floor of the carriage.

"Ahh

Then he asked in surprise and delight, "What is this sword...... You got the soul iron?"

"It's worth the trip. Ruan Zun smiled reluctantly, "It's worth it." ”

Murong Qianqian asked, "It's very difficult, isn't it?" Looking at his weak and tired appearance, I felt a pang of distress in my heart for no reason.

"It's not easy. Ruan Zun said, "How is Fengyun Stack?"

"What else, you've only been gone for less than two days. Murong Qianqian said, suddenly remembering something, "By the way, among those children, in addition to the original Pei Sheng, I also found a very talented kid, I am going to buy him a life pill to see if he can succeed in life and become a spirit warrior." ”

"If you're optimistic, just do it. Ruan Zun said that when he thought of the more than 400 orphans, he had a headache, and asked casually, "What is his name and what is his talent?"

"The boy was about twelve years old, and he was very good at running and jumping. I have examined his legs, his legs are of peculiar bones, shaped like leopard shins, if he can cultivate his legs, with appropriate spiritual skills and formation artifacts, he will definitely do a great thing. ”

"Oh? There are also such strange teenagers in ordinary civilian orphan families?" Ruan Zun was immediately interested when he heard this, the young man who ran fast was just right to enter the Fengwen Society and help deliver the news, "He is a young man who has just entered the Shan Tang, what's his name?"

Murong Qianqian gently rubbed a small piece of iron against one of her slightly rough nails, "The surname is Dai, what is the name of Dai Zong?" ”

Dai Zong: What a familiar name. After touching his head and thinking for a while, he finally remembered that the Shenxing Taibao in the Water Margin world, a very fast runner, uses a tool called a horse, sticks it to his legs, and can travel thousands of miles in a day and eight hundred at night.

Is that him? Or is it just the same name and surname?

Ruan Zun was extremely interested in his heart, "Okay, this person, you must keep it, stay in our stack, you must help him live souls, you must help him live creatures successfully, if there are spiritual skills, equipment, and formations that suit his strengths, give him a good deal." ”

"You've never seen this boy in person, so optimistic about this young man?" Murong Qianqian asked strangely.

"Didn't you say he was good? I believe in your vision. Ruan Zun prevaricated at will.

"Okay, I'll try to help him and see how far he can grow. However, you have to think about it, if you really have to make up your mind to train him, it will cost a lot of money. Murong Qianqian said.

Money...... Ruan Zun's hand trembled slightly, thinking of the more than 400 helpless orphans who still had to rely on themselves to live.

"Flowers. He let out a long sigh and said, "I think it's worth the money." ”

The carriage gradually moved away, Ruan Zun recuperated for a while, and then slowly told her about his trip to Tianyuan Valley as it was. In the end, he said goodbye to him and gave him a cold iron scimitar.

"Cold Iron Scimitar, show it to me. Murong Qianqian said lightly.

Ruan Zun took out the cold iron scimitar from the acceptance ring, and the air in the carriage was suddenly cold.

Murong Qianqian pulled out the knife, only to see a flash of cold light in front of her, and the surrounding cold was even worse. The snow-bright blade is like a cold moon in the sky, which makes people shudder.

"What a good knife. Murong Qianqian played with it, put the knife into the sheath, and then naturally hung the knife on her waist.

"That ......," Ruan Zun pointed to the knife.

"What?" Murong Qianqian raised her eyebrows.

"Mine. Ruan Zun said.

"Who said it was yours?" Murong Qianqian said, "Now, it's mine." ”

"It's a gift from someone else. Ruan Zun was a little anxious, "Gifts, it's not good to transfer them to others casually." ”

"Isn't it the princess of the Liao Kingdom!" Murong Qianqian's nostrils spurted out a few words, "She's really willing, cold iron things, just give them away." Also, is she a princess, her home is the palace, and there are many treasures in the treasure house. ”

"Yes, think about it, what a memorable gift from the princess. Ruan Zun said.

"Huh. Murong Qianqian smiled at him.

"Hehe?" Ruan Zun was stunned.

"Young Master, look at me, I am a weak woman, I am still a cultivator, and my spiritual power is low. Murong Qianqian suddenly lightly touched his arm, and her hands shook slightly, like a little girl who sincerely asked adults to buy candy to eat.

"Young Master...... My lord ......, "Ruan Zun is called smashing again."

"I don't like to dance with swords either. You see, in a situation like this, what can you do when you encounter danger? She looked pitiful, "I finally met a favorite spirit soldier, and the material is the best ......"

Ruan Zun couldn't cry or laugh, "You all know that your own spiritual power is low, and you also know that this spiritual weapon is of good material, so you are not afraid that if you hold it in your hand, you will be robbed at any time?

"Rest assured. I can use the formation to hide its cold air and light outside. Murong Qianqian said, seeing that he was still hesitant, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, his eyes were full of anger, his hands were on his waist, and he said coldly, "Girl, I just fell in love with this knife, in the end, do you give it or not?"

(To be continued.) )