Tuan Zhong stared at the direction where the wooden sword was going, and cold sweat broke out from behind. He killed a hundred miles with one sword, but saw the sword but not the person. Such a magical method, even if the dragon bird could make a climate, how could he block the sword-controller?

But his eyes fell on Qin Jing, and Liu Tuanzhong touched his thumb and looked straight ahead, punched his chest three times, and said sonorously: "If you die, my heart will not change, and if you die, my ambition will not be destroyed!"

"Okay." Qin Jing lowered his eyes, "I never doubt your loyalty. When this sword comes to the west, I have no interest in going down the mountain. Please step back."

Liu Tuan advised him to retreat and sent out the yard with several people.

Outside the White Dragon Temple, the wooden sword flew back without any trace of blood.

Zhi Shuangyi put away the wooden sword, fought with the demon in the middle of the night, and then slashed people dozens of miles away. It seemed to be just an understatement to her. Seeing Li Buzhuo's exploring gaze, she said lightly: "Kill one person and give a little punishment. I won't care too much about the remnants of the previous dynasty, but you have a chance to make some credit."

Li Buzhuo asked, "Please give me advice."

Zhi Shuangyi glanced at the foot of the mountain and said, "The Dragon Bird planted the demon seed in Bailong Temple, just to destroy the holy temple and create chaos. But in the heart of the Middle Land, I wish they had no courage to attack the city. If you want to take care of this matter, it is not difficult to find out the clues, but time is tight. If you just want to not take responsibility, there is nothing important in this county, but Feng Fu and his family sent people to settle their past grudges. If the people of these two families are injured, it would be a problem..."

Even if Zhishuangyi didn't say it, Li Buzhuo thought of this. He glanced at the surroundings and saw that the half-dead pilgrims and tourists looked even more unbearable. He either scratched himself and was covered in bruises or intertwined with salivation at the corners of his mouth. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. This situation was really ugly than death.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and was very angry. Although the lives of civilians were similar to those of ants in the eyes of the superiors, it was better for those from foreign countries to kill civilians. These civilians were still people of the previous dynasty twenty years ago. The superiors of the dragon bird did not take the same tribe seriously. He said: "If the remnants of the previous dynasty could have a glimmer of hope, they would fall on the people's hearts and expectations. The dragon bird had not yet become a climate, so he did so and dig his own grave."

When Zhi Shuangyi heard this, she glanced around and waved her hand. A strong wind suddenly broke out on the flat ground. After the strong wind, the half-dead tourists and pilgrims all died. She closed her eyes, as if she was thinking about something, and then said lightly: "How can there be less bones under the seventh level of heaven? I'll go here."

After saying that, he walked eastward, walked into the void in two steps, and his figure disappeared under the moon.

Li Buzhuo touched the armor leaves that he had placed close to his body, raised his palm again, looked at the lantern hanging at the mountain gate. The old man was so dry that he was so unfamiliar that he simply couldn't see it, holding a sword in his left hand.

After going down the mountain, Han Yuanwu and others were still blocking the people at the foot of the mountain. They waited at the foot of the mountain for so long, and none of the people who went up the mountain returned. No matter how stupid the people were, they could see something was wrong. Most of the relatives of the pilgrims and tourists were afraid of Shenzhasi's reputation and dared not cause trouble, but everyone became more and more panicked, and it was about to cause riots.

Fortunately, at this time, Li Buzhuo came down from the mountain, wrapped in a black cloak, with most of his white hair very conspicuous. Han Yuanwu was a little stunned and lowered his head and said, "Sir, I dare to ask about the situation on the mountain..."

Li Buzhuo shook his head and only ordered: "Continue to block the mountain, at least until tomorrow."

Han Won Wu Yingnuo, Li Buzhuo said again: "Send someone to find Yuan Xiong and tell him that this official will use all the secret sentries of Shenzhasi in Hedong County tonight to find out all the movements of Long Bird, and find the Feng family and the Fu family."

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In Linguang Pavilion, Fu Li looked at Lengcui Lake outside the window from afar.

Six machine ships on the lake were all over the lake, and the last lantern competition was held on the deck. The county people used all their skills to create lanterns. There was a fat white girl who participated in the lantern competition, who was still a good-looking craftsman. However, in terms of style, these lanterns were much worse than those in Xinfeng Mansion. Not to mention that in January three years ago, Luofu Tianque was stopping in Xinfeng Mansion. Fu Li had also seen seventy-eight sect craftsmen build a Wanyin Tianluo, which allowed the stars in the sky to flow around the entire Tianque. After this battle, she was once a lantern that was once in a state of great difficulty. No matter how beautiful the lantern was, she was also indifferent.

She kept fiddling with the tea soup in the cup and swung the tea-changer away the servant who changed the tea. Fu Li was a little irritated about being sent to establish a covenant with the Feng family, not because she was spoiled. As the great-granddaughter of the semi-saint Fu Zhengling, she was not good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood, and was only interested in strategy. At the age of thirteen, she was better than her father in sand table performance. If it weren't for the congenital meridian blockage, even if she used all her magic medicines, she would only have to practice a strong state. She would have to overcome the men of the Fu family who were not in line with the green and yellow. She became the most outstanding existence among the younger generation. It would be natural to deal with a covenant.

However, Feng Yu, sent by Feng, was a romantic and famous guy. She was not worried that she could not deal with him. She just speculated in her heart that the Feng family sent this person to come forward and most of them did not take this alliance seriously. However, both families only came forward by the younger generation, thinking deeper, was it for marriage? Thinking of this, Fu Li Yue frowned slightly.

This Linguang Pavilion is Feng's property. She has shown enough sincerity to choose the place here, but it has been nearly half a quarter of an hour and Feng Yu has not yet appeared.

At this moment, the door of the building opened, a young man with a handsome face and star-like eyes walked into the pavilion in a purple-edged black robe. It has to be said that the descendant of the Feng family had a good face. Compared with the usual rough generals of the Feng family, he looked more like a Confucian general. Although he had a good reputation, he did not look ashamed of his complexion. When he came to Fu Li, he did not sit down. He said first: "I have been delayed for a while after meeting an old friend. I am really rude. I have been waiting for a long time. I am ashamed."

"It's okay, Mr. Feng, please sit." Fu Li raised his chin slightly to the opposite position, not wanting Feng Yu to get too close. Feng Yu smiled and sat down immediately. Although he was a little unhappy, Fu Li's expression did not appear, so he asked the bodyguard to bring out a jade box the size of a palm and said to Feng Yu: "This is what the Feng family wants, the clue to the national treasure."
Chapter completed!