"Brother Xiao, this expedition to the west, everything will be entrusted to you, no matter what, you must return safely. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" On the Yangshui Bridge, Su Po said to Ning Xiao.

Ning Xiao said lazily to Su Po: "Hey, if you had known that you cared about me, why did you let me be the coach of the Western Expedition just now!"

Su Po smiled bitterly: "No way, I don't have anyone else available." Zhang Buer's martial arts are impeccable, but you also know his personality; Xuanyuan Feng wants to stay in Shouyang Mountain and rebuild the Huoyun Palace; Feng Bujue is still a little girl, not to mention the fact that she is still a little girl, she is still the rightful heir of the Streamer Sect, how can I rest assured that I will hand over the Shouyang Mountain disciples of the Western Expedition to her?"

"Have you forgotten yourself?" Ning Xiao looked at Su Po intently, seeing Su Po subconsciously touching his nose, Ning Xiao didn't give Su Po a chance to explain, "It seems that you have other plans." Are you going to wash the Sword Palace?"

"How do you know?" Su Po blurted out, and then covered his mouth with his hand, he was actually talked about by Ning Xiao!

Ning Xiao smiled at Su Po and smiled: "I occasionally use my brain~ It's just that I'm usually too lazy to think about it! Forget it, you go to busy yours, I'll work on mine." Let's strive to unify the south of the river as soon as possible!" Ning said with a smile, got up and marched along the Shouyang Mountain West Expedition team that could not be seen at a glance, preparing to lead the way at the front of the team.

Su Po stood on the bridge, watching Ning Xiao's back disappear on the horizon, and then turned to leave. However, he did not return to Shouyang Mountain, but called Zhang Xianyu and the others, and went straight to Wanmei Peak of the Sword Washing Palace.

Not to mention what happened to Su Po on the road. Ning Xiao and his party walked along the main road towards the Streamer Sect's headquarters, Hua Ying Valley. What makes Ning Xiao find it interesting is that it seems that every time I go to Huamaki Valley, it is autumn. As the valley got closer and closer, the leaves on both sides of the road gradually withered and yellowed. Feng Bujue introduced to the others that the last time she and Ning Xiao and the others went to Huamaki Valley, it was also like this, until they arrived at Huamaki Valley, and they were immediately fascinated by the scenery in front of them!

I have to say that Feng Bujue's description made Lan Luocheng, who was in the same company, yearn for it, and clamored to go to Huaying Valley to paint first, but he was stopped by everyone after saying anything. But despite this, Blue Los Angeles still urged everyone to hurry up.

If you want to blame it, you can only blame Feng Bujue to describe it very appropriately, and even Li Linxi, who had been to Huaying Valley together, showed a nostalgic expression on his face.

Fortunately, Li Linxi didn't make a fuss like Lan Luocheng, otherwise no one might be able to stop her at all. But then again, if Li Linxi really said that he would take the first step to go to Huaying Valley to see the flowers, I was afraid that Ning Xiao would answer without thinking, and then leave the entire team and Li Linxi to go to Huaying Valley, right?

Half a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and the weather has come to the middle of November. The autumn wind whirls through the air, and the falling leaves prove that its trajectory is so elusive. Ning Xiao and the others had already walked half of their way to Huaying Valley. Along the way, there was no resistance from the Streamer faction, as if the Streamer faction had given up.

Ning Xiao arranged the actions of the disciples of Shouyang Mountain in an orderly manner, when he was thirsty, he would get water and mung bean soup in time, and when he was hungry, he would personally take everyone to hunt in the woods, and he was deeply respected by the disciples of Shouyang Mountain along the way. On this day, it was getting late, and it was obvious that it was impossible to move on, so the big guys began to correct on the side of the road. There is no need for Ning Xiao's orders, there are already people who have acted according to the various divisions of labor in the past few days, cutting down trees that should be cut down, hunting what should be hunting, handling ingredients, cooking food, and setting up tents...... Everything is in order. Ning Xiao looked at everything in front of him with emotion on his face, and said to Zhang Buer, who was lazy beside him: "It seems that it is more comfortable to bring a few more people to play, and there are people to do everything!"

If the busy Shouyang Mountain disciples heard Ning Xiao's lazy words, then Ning Xiao's bright image in their hearts would only collapse completely, right?

In a short time, the night was late. After Ning Xiao arranged tonight's duty task, he entered his tent and began to rest.

"Da, da, da......" A clear and rhythmic sound came from not far from the camp.

"Who is it?" asked the Shouyang Mountain disciple who was secretly on guard.

"Streamer Sect, Black Feather!" the woman in the darkness reported to herself, and then a snow-white pit shot out from her waist and went straight to the throat of the vigilant Shouyang Mountain disciple.

Hearing only a soft sound of "ding", the Qingping Sword suddenly appeared on the blade of the short knife in Hei Yu's hand, and after blocking Hei Yu's fatal blow to the Shouyang Mountain disciple, the entire Qingping Sword began to tremble, making Ning Xiao's arm instantly numb.

Shaking his hand quietly, Ning smiled and greeted the other party without changing his face: "I said, Sister Hei Yu, are you coming to see me?"

In the face of Ning Xiao's frivolous remarks, Hei Yu shook his head, indicating that he didn't look angry at all, and then said to Ning Xiao: "On the orders of Qi Qiushui, the head of the Liuguang Sect, I am here to kill you." ”

"Listen to me, the current Qi Qiushui is actually ......" Ning Xiao turned on the skill Mouth Cannon Wushuang, wanted to reason with Hei Yu, and told Hei Yu that this time Shouyang Mountain attacked the Streamer Sect, it was really a last resort, mainly because your head Qi Qiushui was schizophrenic, and it was too unstable, which was not very beneficial to the next development of Shouyang Mountain.

Having said that, if Shouyang Mountain didn't care about anything at this moment, and directly crossed the river to attack the White Tiger Gang Qinglongmen or something, wouldn't it be the same as the choice of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect during the Second Civil War.

Although Ning Xiao still had a lot to say, Hei Yu silently waved the short knife in his hand, interrupting Ning Xiao's mouth cannon.

Ning Xiao tilted his head, dodging the stab of the black feather short knife, and then when the black feather had not retracted the short knife, he turned his head again and opened his mouth to bite the black feather wrist.

Ning Xiao's counterattack was beyond Hei Yu's expectations, but fortunately, Hei Yu shook his hand in time, and the blade of the short knife was just across Ning Xiao's mouth. If the boy doesn't want to burst his teeth, he can only choose to back down. Some readers wondered, why didn't Ning Xiao choose to bite the blade of Hei Yu with his mouth? Ning Xiao would not forget the problem exposed when Hei Yu was competing with Guan Yan in Zhige Town--Hei Yu's knife was the Zimu knife! Even if Ning Xiao bit the short knife with his mouth, the sub-knife in the black feather short knife could still be pulled out to attack Ning Xiao!

As a last resort, Ning Xiao stepped back, of course, Ning Xiao's hand was not idle, but erected the Qingping sword in front of his face, once again blocking Hei Yu's attack on his face. (To be continued.) )