No matter how the people in the rivers and lakes on the ground fight, drink blood with a blade, or coarse tea and light rice, and enjoy a happy life. No one noticed, in the gray night, in the clouds, a little star was moving slowly.

The night wind was cold and biting, and on the stars, if you looked closely, it was a young man walking with a sword, dressed in a single shirt, and the sleeves were filled with wind, and the loose placket was called bulging. The young man did not feel cold, but looked at ease.

The sword of the young people, the whole body is indigo, the shape is simple, not fancy, adding a sense of returning to the basics. The sword grid on one side is a ring, which can accommodate a person with one foot. If the man with the edge of the sword takes half a step back, he must stumble.

This young man is Leng Xiao.

The rivers and lakes are full of wind and rain, and there is no need for him to do this Lei Gong. It's just to lure the big fish out to sea, and he's probably not a little carp that won't be able to set off any waves.

The next day, Leng Xiao entered a teahouse unkempt. These days, after drinking too much wine, I still drink some tea to moisten my throat.

Now that his appearance has been spread, if he wears a hat, it will attract attention, but it is better to pretend to be a sloppy man. In the eyes of outsiders, Leng Xiao is just a middle-aged man who has no ambition.

The teacup shook slightly, and a wisp of tea leaves swirled and fluttered with the light yellow tea, touching and falling between Leng Xiao's lips. After a few moments, he put down his teacup and walked out of the teahouse.

There are many people in the teahouse, even in the early morning. There was a lot of talk among themselves, and all they talked about was the might of the horned soldiers. A magic soldier replaced all the talking points in the mouths of the original tea customers. Between the eyebrows and spittle, it was as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Each time, the horned soldiers would be taken by a different person, but the same person would show up. Some people have testified several times that the man with the sword was either delicate or sloppy, but his body was almost the same, and asserted that it was the same person in disguise.

Some people speculate that the person with the sword is the forger or guardian of the sword, looking for a destined person for the horned soldiers.

However, all the master refiners with excellent skills must have their own mark or technique, which can be recognized and spread by the world. But there are people who have used horn soldiers to say that there is no mark on this horn soldier.

Interpersonal relationships are becoming rarer, Leng Xiao slowly wiped the long sword with a coarse cloth, and the long sword was sharp, even in the sun, it did not flash a sharp edge. The so-called mark, the fine dragon scales looming on the body of this sword, is the best mark of the long sword.

The fingertips stroked, the fingers seemed to fall on silk, and the sword body was as smooth as a mirror, if it were not seen by the naked eye, it would be difficult to imagine this delicate but rough texture by touching it alone.

The symbol of the Horn is not only the green dragon, but a star. Qinglong's actions are just to take this spiritual treasure born from the stars as his own.

Under Leng Xiao's feet, there is a bent waist of grass, and beside him, there is a straight tree. The sound of insects chirping was everywhere. He stopped and said, "If you don't have the courage, why do you follow Leng Mou Road?"

He turned his head suddenly, and a little light flashed behind a tree a hundred feet away. He knew it was a man's eye. Ever since he came out of the teahouse, there have been people who have followed in his footsteps.

He walked unhurriedly, and walked straight for two hours, and he did not see this person move. Leng Xiao finally lost a little patience. Everywhere the horned soldiers appeared, they gradually guided the eyes of the world in one direction. But to this day, there are still such gutless rats behind him.

Although it is said that this person can find Leng Xiao, it is also somewhat capable, it is better than some boastful people, and the horned soldiers pass by themselves without knowing it.

The long sword casually lifted out a sword aura, and the wood that the two of them hugged slipped diagonally, and the incision was smooth and smooth. There was a man behind the tree, with a slightly arched body, a pair of eyes wide, and a shallow bloody mouth between his eyebrows.

He raised his hand and touched it, and was suddenly frightened that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, knelt down on the ground, wept bitterly, and cried that the ninety-nine old mother in the family was sick in bed, and the child was waiting to be fed in March.

"The hero spares his life, the villain is just an intelligence business, and he has no ill intentions towards adults!"

His voice fell, and as soon as he raised his head, his crying stopped abruptly, his pupils contracted, and his body trembled subconsciously. He didn't blink, but Leng Xiao appeared in front of him as if out of thin air, and gently pressed one hand on his shoulder.

Leng Xiao didn't exert himself, but this person felt that a huge lump of ice was pressed on his shoulder, heavy and cold. He could only squeeze out an ugly smile on his face, wanting to see Leng Xiao, but he didn't dare to raise his eyes.

Leng Xiao said: "Tell me, how did you recognize Leng?"

This person squeezed and laughed twice, and said: "Although the hero has changed his clothes every time he appears, his shoes have never been changed. The small ones eat this mouthful, and their eyes are inevitably sharper than ordinary people. ”

"I see," Leng Xiao nodded slightly, but asked casually, no matter what kind of answer he get, he wouldn't take it to heart, he asked again, "In two hours, how many people have been sold for news?"

"The hero laughs, how dare the villain ......"

This person was only halfway through his words, when he suddenly bit on the skin of his mouth, and he didn't dare to snort until he was bleeding. Leng Xiao's face was flat, and one of this person's arms had fallen to the ground shoulder to shoulder, blood gushing out.

"Let's be honest. ”

"Yes, yes. If you go back to Daxia, the news will be sold to seven companies, and it should be, it should be almost there. His mouth trembled, and he adjusted his breath, lest he spit out vague words and make Leng Xiao unhappy.

"What cultivation?"

This person immediately blurted out: "The Ma family and the strong men of the Great Whip Sect are all Void Infant Cultivators, as well as the hall masters of the Ten Thousand Treasures Hall and the Miao Dan Palace. ”

This place is already close to the Demon Fire Cave, and it is understandable for this person to inform the hall master of the two halls. It's just that the hall masters of these two halls are all under the command of Lin Jiuxiao, and it is impossible for Leng Xiao to use them. As for the so-called Ma family and the Great Whip Sect, they are too weak.

A few Void Infant Cultivators were enough to deal with Leng Xiao, but what they had to face was not Leng Xiao, but Lin Jiuxiao.

Leng Xiao said lightly: "Do you want to live?"

The man nodded like garlic, fearing that his head would fall off his neck.

"Spread the news that the horned soldiers were obtained by the master of the Ten Thousand Treasures Palace. ”

This person raised his head, slightly stunned, and was about to say something, but he came back to his senses in a trance, and Leng Xiao had long since disappeared. He suddenly smiled bitterly: "The Lord of the Zhu Palace just bought the news from me, and it will be there later, and I can't see the horned soldiers, but I was splashed with dirty water." ”

"This sun is a little chilling. ”

This man sat cross-legged beside the tree and waited for half an hour, when several strong winds hit him in the distance, but they did not hurt him, but only fell beside him, showing one, two, three, four, and five figures.

These five people are not young, and the most tender person has also passed the age of standing, and I don't know if it is a skill or a real face. Without waiting for the intelligence Xiaolang to speak, the eyes of the five people fell on the broken wood at the same time, and their eyes lit up, like wolves and tigers.

An old man was anxious in his heart, walked to the broken wood in two steps, raised his hand and touched it, the surface of the broken was as smooth as a mirror.

"The iron wood is as hard as iron, with patterns inside, even the old man does not dare to say that he can cut such a gap with a sword. ”

He turned his head to look at the intelligence Xiaolang, only to find that this person was covered in blood, scarred, and one arm even slipped off his shoulder.

Intelligence Xiaolang laughed miserably and said: "The villain earns these few hard-earned money, maybe the sound is fluctuating, or let the evil star notice." Leng Xiao only cut off one of his arms, and his embarrassed posture was his own doing.

Without waiting for the five people to ask, he hurriedly said: "If it weren't for the arrival of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Treasures Hall in time, the villain would probably have died under the Evil Star Sword," he said in a contemptuous tone, "That person's cultivation is weak, if it weren't for a sharp sword, the villain might not be afraid of him!"

Seeing the clenched fists of Intelligence Xiaolang, the middle-aged man immediately asked, "Where did that person go?"

Intelligence Xiaolang smiled faintly and said, "Seniors are one step late, so you don't need to ask." The horned soldiers have fallen into the hands of the Lord of the Zhu Palace. ”

"This Zhu Zhuxia, it's coming quickly!" the middle-aged man's fists creaked, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The Ten Thousand Treasures Hall is five hours away from here, you guy, but you deceived Ma!"

Intelligence Xiaolang hurriedly said: "How dare the villain! Zhu Dianzhu is good at refining weapons, and he is the most fond of divine weapons, because of this, people are not far from here, so they can take the lead." ”

Seeing that the middle-aged man's face was not good, and he had the meaning of relying on the account, the intelligence Xiaolang laughed and muttered: "The villain has no merit, he also has hard work, and he broke his arm again and almost died." There are still ninety-nine old mothers and March children in the poor family, and they have not eaten rice for seven days, but I am afraid that it is ......"

The middle-aged man slapped this intelligence boy in the face with a palm, and half of his face was sunk into the dirt. He only shouted angrily: "Fart! You have been fighting for food in the mouths of hundreds of families to survive so far, how can you come from the old mother? There is a hob of meat, and there are no women, how can you come to a child? Believe it or not, Ma Mou also removed your other arm!"

This intelligence Xiao Lang knew that although the middle-aged man's tone was strong, he didn't dare to really hurt him. His identity is insignificant, but the intelligence forces behind him cannot be ignored. Offending such a force is tantamount to poking out a pair of eyes on the rivers and lakes.

The five of them were as bad as eating flies, and their faces were full of unhappiness. Two of them seemed to be the leader, and each took out a money bag from his arms and smashed it directly into the face of the intelligence Xiaolang.

The spirit stone was smashed down solidly, not much better than being hit by a stone, but the intelligence Xiaolang always smiled.

These five people represent two forces. After another half an hour, three forces came and went one after another.

He sat up, put away his purse, and the smile on his face slowly faded. His face was slightly pale, and I don't know if it was because of excessive blood loss or because he was worried.

Every time a character came, he said that the horned soldiers had been taken away by the lord of the Ten Thousand Treasures Palace. But when Zhu Zhuxia arrives, how should he narrate?

Imagine that when the two met, he opened his mouth and said: "Hall Master Zhu, thank you for saving your life, congratulations to Hall Master Zhu for winning the corner soldiers, smiling proudly in the rivers and lakes, just around the corner!"

Zhu Zhuxia's eyes were bound to be round, and his nostrils were hot: "Why didn't I know that I had done this?"

Subsequently, I am afraid that it was the novice who took his life. Although he has no worries behind him, he doesn't want to die so early. Life is too short to have fun.

Leng Xiao walked on the mountain road, the road was rugged and dangerous, he walked leisurely, but it was like walking on the ground. I found a larger stone at random and sat down. was originally unkempt, but at the moment his clothes were ragged and covered with blood, which made him even more embarrassed.

He panted sharply with his long sword, and suddenly his eyes sharpened, and his gaze was like an arrow of substance, shooting towards a shadow of a tree on the right.

A person walked out of the shadows of the trees, wearing gold and silver, regardless of clothing or body shape, showing his wealth. When he smiled, the two front teeth were still inlaid with white jade, and the soft light was clear.

When Leng Xiao saw this person, his face suddenly changed, and he quickly got up and ran in the opposite direction. This gorgeously dressed fat middle-aged man, but his movements were not slow at all, and he flew forward, attacking like a raccoon cat and cheetah, and landed on Leng Xiao's shoulder with one claw.

Leng Xiao's shoulders shook and he walked away. There were already several bloody wounds left on the shoulders, which were deep and explicit, and extremely hideous. His eyes widened, his eyes filled with hatred, and he gritted his teeth.

Seeing that the fat middle-aged man pounced on him with a loud laugh again, the long sword in Leng Xiao's hand instantly bloomed into a cold green shadow, and as soon as his five fingers were loosened, he threw the long sword towards the cliff on the far side, and he fled to the other side.

Leng Xiao shouted: "Fat thief, what Leng can't get, you can't think of it!"

He ran for miles before stopping, and it was only a moment. The fat middle-aged man didn't catch up. He changed his poor posture, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Rushing into the air, looking down at the cliff. Even though the fat man was huge, he was just a big black spot in Leng Xiao's eyes at the moment.

"Lord of the Ten Thousand Treasures Palace, Zhu Zhuxia. ”

Zhu Zhuxia watched the corner soldiers fall coldly, his eyes narrowed, and he smiled faintly: "The spiritual treasure of the world belongs to Zhu, it seems that it is really destiny." ”

A little golden light flashed at his fingertips, emitting a large golden net. The mesh was as fine as the stars, and the net cables were as slender as hair, and they were scattered down the cliff in an instant.

Zhu Zhuxia stood on the edge of the cliff, standing with his hands in his hands, like an old man who came to fish, not fishing, but the heart, and the wisher took the bait.

The golden threads flowed through his fingertips, and when he returned, an indigo long sword was trapped in the big net. A flash of excitement flashed on his face, his wrist trembled, and the blade of the sword cut through the net and sank again.

Far from being annoyed, he was even more happy, and the golden thread was wound around the hilt of the horned soldier's sword several times, and then pulled up. He lifted the silk thread and held the horned soldier in his hand, and his heart seemed to tremble with the blade.

"Good sword, good sword!" Zhu Zhuxia praised twice, and his voice came from the bottom of his heart.

He held the sword at will, did not move the aura, and slashed lightly on the trunk and rock, but wherever the long sword passed, the sword marks were staggered, smooth as a mirror.

It was still the original place where the wood was broken, and the intelligence Xiaolang waited for a long time, his face was ugly, in order to keep the wound fresh, he did not take medicine, but just used the aura to stop the blood.

Waited left and right, and finally waited for Zhu Zhuxia. Intelligence Xiaolang prepared several sets of rhetoric in the previous time, but he never used a word.

Zhu Zhuxia frowned slightly, looked at the intelligence Xiaolang and said, "I knew that you had suffered so many losses, so this seat directly avenged you." ”

Intelligence Xiaolang's eyes only fell on Zhu Zhuxia's hand, and he admired: "Lord Zhu is brave, and the villain admires!"

In the end, Zhu Zhuxia was in a good mood and rewarded him casually, which has benefited the intelligence Xiaolang immensely.