In Qingyuan Temple on the outskirts of Lanyue City, a nun wearing a monk's robe walked to the door of a meditation room and took a few moments, and a woman's voice came from inside.

"Is it Mrs. Jing'an? Please come in!"

"Master Liu, you better eat a little, you haven't eaten a grain of rice for three days, how can your body bear it like this!"

Liu Ruxue shook her head sadly and said, "But I really can't eat at all, is there any news about my father-in-law outside?"

Master Jing'an was slightly stunned, and then comforted, "I have sent my disciples to inquire privately, so far there is no news of the Jiang donor, Jiren has his own heavenly appearance and please relax the Liu Shizhu, I will not disturb the donor Qingxiu!"

With that, Mrs. Jing'an got up and retired.

"Sin, sin! My Buddha is merciful, please forgive my disciple for committing the 'precept of lying again'!" Master Jing'an whispered repentance as she walked.

In order to allow Jiang Liu's family to cultivate in the temple with peace of mind, Master Jing'an did not hesitate to break the precepts, she was worried that if she told Liu Ruxue the truth, Liu Ruxue would leave Qingyuan Temple immediately, and then their mother and son would definitely be more auspicious

In the green shadow forest on the shore of Shonan Lake, a tall figure like lightning rushed forward.

After a long time, Jiang Chutian stopped at a three-way intersection in the forest, at this time his face was pale, and there were many external injuries caused by sharp weapons all over his body, several of which were still dripping with blood, obviously just left.

After a slight pause, Jiang Chutian shot towards a small path on the left, and disappeared into the forest after a few clicks, just when Jiang Chutian left about a cup of tea, a team of martial arts people in light armor chased from the woods, and the leader was a giant man with a pair of big copper hammers in his hand and a height of nearly a zhang.

The giant man's eyes swept around, and he stood there with a gloomy face with a frown.

At this time, a young man walked out of the martial arts people, he came to the three-way intersection where Jiang Chutian stayed just now, squatted down and grabbed a handful of dirt and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it, and then stood up and carefully examined the two paths in front of him.

After a long while, the young man sighed lightly and said, "Helper, Jiang Chutian should have just left, but this person is very good at light work, and he has reached the realm of stepping on the snow without a trace, and his subordinates really don't know where he went, please help decide!"

The giant man angrily smashed the copper hammer in his hand to the ground, and after a loud bang, the nearby trees were shaken and the leaves fell down.

"Go to the right!" said after thinking for a moment, the giant man pointed to his right.

One by one, the young men followed the giant man and disappeared into the woods

Half a month later, in front of a deserted valley, seven or eight masked men with long swords surrounded a middle-aged man with a thin figure.

The middle-aged man was covered in blood, one right hand had disappeared, and the blood kept flowing down the fracture, the middle-aged man bit his lips that were chapped due to excessive lack of water, and his eyes stared coldly at the masked man who surrounded him, looking desperate.

"Hehe, why is Brother Zhao so persistent, as long as you hand over the peerless sword, we can let you live!" said a one-eyed masked man in a blue robe at the head with some fear.

Zhao Changqing looked up to the sky and laughed, and said coldly, "Zhao doesn't know what you're talking about, I only have a knife in my hand, you see where I can put a sword down my whole body!"

"Zhao Changqing, don't pretend to be garlic with me, Jiang Chutian is a plan to 'Ming Xiu Plank Road Darkness Chen Cang', the real peerless sword is in your hands!"

Zhao Changqing glanced anxiously into the valley in his heart, and that night Jiang Chutian came to Zhao Changqing, handed him a sword and a letter, and asked him to rush to the "Ghost Valley" overnight, and handed over the sword and letter to Dugu Nanfeng, the "four-fingered flute demon" who lived in seclusion in the valley.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Changqing was chased and killed by a group of masked people on the way, although Zhao Changqing killed most of the masked people with a hand of "wind knife technique", but when he was about to reach the valley, he was still caught up by the masked man.

Zhao Changqing has now run out of oil, and he is delaying time so that the "Four-Fingered Flute Demon" in the valley can detect the situation outside the valley, so that he can be regarded as fulfilling Jiang Chutian's entrustment.

His eyelids twitched slightly, and a feeling of uneasiness rose from the heart of the blue-robed masked man, remembering that the last time this sign appeared almost cost him his life, but fortunately, he gave up the task immediately, which allowed him to escape death,

The blue-robed masked man's heart began to hesitate, if he gave up the task, he would be severely punished by the "Lord", his eyes were the last time he gave up the task and was punished by the "Lord", and he dug it out himself, thinking of this, a trace of madness flashed in the eyes of the blue-robed masked man.

"Kill him and bring his body back!"

The black-clothed masked man under his command immediately raised his sword and killed Zhao Changqing, his two fists were invincible to four hands, not to mention that Zhao Changqing now only had one hand left, and gradually there were more wounds on Zhao Changqing's body, and the blood dyed the cyan robe red.

The blue-robed masked man grabbed a vacancy, stabbed a sword in Zhao Changqing's abdomen, and pulled the sword back violently, a bloody sword rushed out of Zhao Changqing's abdomen, and Zhao Changqing fell down holding the wound with one hand.

Seeing that Zhao Changqing was about to die under the chaotic sword, at this time, a melodious flute suddenly floated over from the valley.

The black-clothed masked man slowly became stunned, and as the killing aura increased in the sound of the flute, the black-clothed masked man had a fierce look in his eyes, and after they screamed, they began to fight each other.

"Four-fingered flute demon!" the blue-robed masked man shouted in a lost voice.

The blue-robed masked man had a look of regret on his face, he should have left when there were signs, even if he was punished by the "Lord", at most he would have cut off his hands and feet, but now he was going to die here.

People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, and a misstep turns into a thousand years of hatred, with tears of remorse, the middle-aged man in the blue robe slowly fell.

Zhao Changqing vaguely heard a melodious flute sound, and a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, he opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the white-haired old man who suddenly appeared in front of him and asked, "May I ask if Your Excellency is the senior of Dugu Nanfeng?"

Dugu Nanfeng nodded slightly and said, "The old man is Dugu Nanfeng, you are Zhao Changqing, the deputy head of the 'Hengyuan Dart Bureau'?

Zhao Changqing trembled and took out a bloodstained letter from his arms, untied his belt and handed it to Dugu Nanfeng.

"This is the head of our Jiang Zong dart that I asked me to hand over to Dugu's seniors"

After saying this, Zhao Changqing's left hand hung down weakly.

Dugu Nanfeng sighed softly, Zhao Changqing he had only seen once, but he was willing to give his life for his friend's entrustment, which shows that this person is a man who values love and righteousness, and he is also worthy of his Dugu Nanfeng's respect.

With a palm on the ground, after a burst of dust, a pit the size of a zhang appeared on the ground, and after burying Zhao Changqing, Dugu Nan opened Jiang Chutian's letter.

After a while, Dugu Nanfeng wrapped the sword in his hand around his waist and rushed towards the outside of the valley with a solemn face

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