At this time, the confused heart is in a dilemma, according to Jing Fei's plan, after solving the matter of the sword demon, go straight to the Iron Fist Society to pick up Guo'er, the Sunset Plain is adjacent to the Black Stone Mountains, not far from the Iron Fist Society, and in a few days Guo'er has been going to the Iron Fist Club for three years, it should be the day to go home to visit relatives, and there will be a period of repair after this resumption, Jing Fei wants to take Guo'er to Hanyuan City, and then return to Chengping County together.

But although Guan Di seems to be fine at this time, in fact, the spirit yuan has long been exhausted, and there are still a lot of residual sword qi in his body that needs to be eliminated.

The caravan that stayed not far away has a fist mark outside each frame, holding a scale in the fist, which is a chamber of commerce belonging to the Iron Fist Society, which seems to be a strong buy and sell icon has been criticized, but the Iron Fist Chamber of Commerce has always adhered to the fairness and fairness is well-known.

The Iron Fist Society has been a sect for tens of thousands of years, and it has the right to stand on its own and run itself, but after all, it is still a part of Hanyuan City.

The caravan steward was a man in the early stage of the Yuangang Realm, his cultivation was equivalent to the Qi Refining Condensation Realm, he wanted to choose the time to step forward to help, but he didn't know that the vertical and horizontal sword qi actually made it difficult for him to get close half a step, he was born in a training body, and his physique was tough enough to cut the sword, but at that moment, he felt that if he got close, he would be torn to pieces.

He has been running between Hanyuan City and the Iron Fist Club for many years, and he has also known a lot of people in the Divine Protector Mansion, but he has never seen the pair of men and women, he was about to step forward to say hello, and he was surprised that someone had passed by him, and before that, he didn't even realize it.

He knew this old man, the old man's surname was Mu, his identity was innocent, he was introduced by his friend, and said that he wanted to take a ride to visit his relatives in the Sunset Plain.

Confused, he suddenly saw someone coming, and with a sigh, he stumbled under his feet, just in front of Guan Di.

The old man walked up to the puzzled body with a look of praise in his eyes, and said with a smile:

"Young man, you are very good, and you can sacrifice your life for your beloved, this kind of courage is commendable. ”

was about to speak, and Guan Di behind him said:

"Grandpa Mu, why are you here?"

Mu Lao keenly captured the shyness that flashed in Guan Di's eyes, and sighed lightly in his heart, the young lady was actually moved by the kid, and said with kindness on her face:

"The Sword Demon is the forty-third killer on the Shadow List of the Sacrifice Palace, how dare your grandfather rest assured that the young lady would come alone. ”

Guan Di's heart warmed, but she didn't like this kind of care, the sword was a way, forgetting life and death, and moving forward, if someone was always behind to protect her, it would become a constraint to diligence.

"That sword before was called Xiaguang Dusk Snow?" asked Mu Lao.

Guan Di nodded.

"There is already a demeanor of everyone, even the great master who has been immersed in kendo for many years has to say that the future is terrifying. ”

Confused Xin listened quietly on the side, but he didn't interject, he was full of a smile with honor, giving people the illusion that he was praising his daughter-in-law, Mu Lao noticed the puzzled look, and his heart was tired of panic.

"I see that there is a remnant of sword qi in your body, if you don't get rid of it as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will be troublesome when it invades the internal organs, do you need the help of old decay. Mu Lao suddenly smiled and said to the confused heart.

This smile was very familiar, it was a kind of smile mixed with evil taste, although he didn't know why this old man who seemed to be close to Guan Di was like this, but he still opened his mouth and refused:

"I think the old gentleman is old, and I'm afraid that the shot will not be serious, and if there is a small lesion, it will not be beautiful. ”

The corners of Mu Lao's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at Guan Di and smiled:

"Sure enough, it's a generation of people who have changed the old, and some people say that I am old, young and promising, young and promising!"

After speaking, Mu Lao opened his mouth and left to return to Hanyuan City, Jing had to go to the Iron Fist Club to pick up the fruit, but he didn't accompany him.

After taking a few steps, Mu Lao suddenly turned around and said:

"I see that your kid has a good heart, and he is not a good person, so he will rely on the old man to say a few words of old success, my young lady has already made a marriage with the chief manager, some things are not just as simple as being happy with each other, when the judgment is broken, so as not to fall too deep and cause the body to be involuntarily. You sacrificed your life for Miss today, this kindness Miss remembers, I remember, the entire Guan Mansion will remember, if you have a request, you can come to me, in Hanyuan City, Guan Fu is good to inquire. ”

He smiled and said:

"Ten years, even the sea can also turn into mulberry fields, the future will be the future after all, old man, you may not believe it, the first time I saw you, I felt that you were closer than my grandfather. ”

Mu Lao sneered and said:

"Even if you recognize my ancestors, you can't change anything. ”

"Hehe, how can the ancestors have grandpa!"

Mu Lao shook his head, just as he was confused and stubborn, ignored it, and disappeared into the moonlit night with Guan Di.

Guan Di didn't speak from beginning to end, she looked at the falling snow through the faint afterglow of the moon, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Confused heart closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the momentum on his body changed in vain, and the old man surnamed Mu, who had traveled three miles away, looked stunned, turned his head and smiled at Guan Di:

"This kid is very interesting!"

Jing Fei looked at the wound on his shoulder that had stopped bleeding, and against the thirty-second killer on the Shadow List of the Sacrifice Palace, this injury alone was already a good result.

He inspected his body, several wisps of sword qi were being sealed on the right shoulder, running the swirling vein technique to open up the spiritual vein, and the spiritual power vortex slowly wrapped towards one of the wisps of sword qi, but as soon as he came into contact with the spiritual power, there was a tendency to collapse, after a few attempts, Jing Fei's right hand suddenly raised slightly, and a few pieces of flying snow broke in half without warning, and a cloud of grass clippings and snow foam exploded a few zhang away, and after repeating it several times, Jing Fei checked his body again, and the sword qi in his body had been completely cleared.

Tightening the robe on his body, Jing Fei walked straight towards the caravan.

The caravan steward saw Jing Fei coming, and took a few steps forward, although he was a few years older than the young man in front of him, and his cultivation was a higher realm, but he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and the conversation of several people was tricked by Mu Lao, he didn't hear it, he only said that the sword demon was the last sword, and he asked himself that he was alert in advance and couldn't take it even if he tried his best.

"Iron Fist Chamber of Commerce Pan Changting, dare to ask what the little brother is called!"

"Jing Fei, the Priest's Hall of the Divine Protectorate. Jing Fei replied with his fists clenched.

The man in charge was stunned, it was actually a student in the West Classroom, he looked at Jing Fei's waist card carefully at this time, and sure enough, the inscription on it was a corpse, which was somewhat different from the formal walking.

But how could such a talent be ordinary, he suddenly thought of a possibility, and only the most elite criminal trial department of the Divine Protection Mansion would reach this level, but the criminal trial department's actions have always been confidential, he suppressed the doubts in his heart and didn't ask any more.

The two exchanged a few words, and learned that Jing Fei wanted to pick up his relatives at the Iron Fist Club, Pan Changting happily invited him to go with him, and Jing Fei agreed.

Three days later, the caravan marched to the entrance of the Blackstone Mountains, Jing Fei poked his head out of a carriage window, the Blackstone Mountains were cloudless and lush, and the sunset plains behind him were still shrouded in snow, the mountain roads were wide and smooth, and it was a trade road specially opened by the Iron Fist Society, there were no bronze bells on the road, but there were post stations every other distance.

After entering the mountain, the caravan traveled a little faster, and finally arrived at the gate of the Iron Fist Society after six days.

Jing Fei came last time to take a flying boat, but this time he was driven by a land car, and there are two kinds of scenery in the sky and the iron fist meeting in the ground.

Pan Changting said goodbye to Jing Fei with a little regret, he was going to the Chamber of Commerce to hand over the goods, and when he parted, he sent a disciple to lead the way for Jing Fei, which saved Jing Fei a lot of trouble.

In a hall of Linfeng Altar, Jing Fei explained his intention, and the deacon disciples who greeted him saw that Jing Fei was dressed in a cyan brocade robe, and his words were very polite, and soon a reply came from the Red Flame Altar, and the deacon said:

The Red Flame Altar wrote back and told the Venerable to wait for a moment. ”

Jing Fei nodded and thanked him, about a cup of tea, a crane chirped outside the hall, Jing Fei turned his head to look, the fiery red martial arts uniform rode the fiery red crane from the sky, the three thousand green silk was simply restrained, the wheat-colored face Xiaohe began to show sharp corners, took off his childishness, and was full of youthful vitality, a few fine sweats on Qiong's nose were crystal clear, and there was a bit of heroism between his eyebrows.

Guo'er jumped off the crane, her eyes were full of surprise that she couldn't hide, she stepped out in one step, like the wind, and came to Jing Fei with a punch, and said:

"Ha, why are you here!"

Guo'er has undoubtedly changed a lot, Jing Fei snorted with a punch on his shoulder, and his brows suddenly squeezed together.

"Ah, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Jing Fei's expression didn't seem to be fake, Guo'er asked a little flustered.

"Is this girl too strong or are you too weak?"

"I was a little bit injured before. Jing Fei rubbed his shoulders, looked at the fruit in front of him that had reached his chest, and said with a smile.

"Injured?what's going on?Is the injury serious?" Guo'er asked three questions in a row, and then tiptoed to pick Jing Fei's collar.

Jing Fei noticed the gazes cast around him, slapped Guo'er's hand away awkwardly, and said helplessly:

"It's all big girls, why are they still like children!"

Guo'er crossed her hands on her waist, her small breasts were slightly raised, and she glared at Jing Fei and said:

"You're a child, aren't you?"

Jing Fei reached out to touch Guo'er's head, but it was opened, Jing Fei shook his hand, and now Guo'er's strength is getting bigger and bigger.

Guo'er looked around Jing Fei, tilted his head and suddenly said:

"You can't be a fake Jing Fei, right? ”

Jing Fei knew that Guo'er was referring to his temperament, so he reached out to touch his head again, but Guo'er deftly avoided it.

"Because of cultivation, it will be fine after a while. ”

"Why did you come here all of a sudden?"

"I'm running errands nearby, and I'm close to here, so I'll stop by and see you. ”

"That's when you hurt your shoulder?"

"Hmm. ”

"How is the Divine Protectorate, has anyone bullied you?"

"What, you're going to get back to the field for me!"

"Of course, when the apprentice is beaten, it is to hit my master in the face. ”

"Grandpa wrote to say that my aunt's baby was born, it's a boy, isn't it cute?"

"Well, it's like a god-man. ”

"I heard that you gave the name, Li Sanqiu, I didn't say it, this name is really bad. ”

"Hehe, then tell me what the name should be. ”

"Li is invincible, Li is domineering, and Li Fengsheng is better than that. ”

The two talked nonsense, Guo'er said that he would take Jing Fei to the Red Flame Altar to have a look, grabbed Jing Fei's hand and walked out.

Outside the door, the crane with feathers red like fire saw Guo'er come out and rubbed Guo'er's arm affectionately with its long white beak.

"This is raised by the master, a gift from the master after I started my apprenticeship, Xiaofei. After Guo'er finished speaking, she covered her mouth and snickered.

Jing Fei naturally heard that this was Guo'er's bad taste, but he smiled, he reached out to touch the feathers of the flamingo, the flamingo dodged to the side, Jing Fei didn't feel it, and said:

"It's the same as her master. ”

The flamingo flapped its wings and flew towards the Red Flame Altar with Jing Fei Guo'er, the Red Flame Altar looked close, with the flamingo flying speed of a third-order monk, it was only after half an hour that it arrived at the Red Flame Altar, Jing Fei could hardly imagine how this mountain peak with a radius of nearly fifty miles was suspended in the air.

The flamingo slowly landed in front of a huge stone carved attic, and as soon as its feet hit the ground, a hot air rushed towards him, and Jing Fei knew that there was a good vein of fire buried in this suspended giant peak.

At this moment, Jing Fei felt that there were several thoughts sweeping towards him, these thoughts were upright, they should be Guo'er's senior sisters, and there were a few untraceable thoughts swept over, these thoughts came silently, Jing Fei guessed that it was Guo'er's teacher.

In a palace carved with red fire ravens, a middle-aged man with red hair and beard said lightly:

"Good keen perception. ”

The man squinted and thought for a moment, his lips moved slightly, and soon a man with the appearance of a noble son with a mole on his eyebrows walked in.

"There is a person from Zhang Guo'er's nephew's side, it seems to be a person from the Divine Protector's Mansion, you go to find out the details. The middle-aged man said expressionlessly.

The noble prince raised his eyes and glanced at the middle-aged man, and hesitated:

"Master, the altar master's side ......"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said:

"You go from the open, how can the Red Flame Altar be her word. ”

The noble prince nodded yes, bowed, and respectfully withdrew from the main hall.