The moon hangs like a hook.

It's late at night.

A crescent moon radiated a dim light from the clouds with difficulty, and the sky and the earth were turbid, and the autumn wind blew, blowing yellow leaves.

In the quiet old building, a candle was lit high, reflecting an old face.

Wanqi Duming looked serious and sat quietly, like a Buddha's wooden sculpture, without saying a word.

A gust of autumn wind blew in the rich fragrance of osmanthus, which also shaking the lights of the candles. The light in the room dimmed. When it was brighter, there was a young man with scars in the room.

"Father."

The cold and sharp sound like a knife was remembered behind Wanqi Duming.

The eyelids finally blinked and pulled them out of the deep memories. Wanqi Duming did not turn around, but just asked lightly: "Are you back? How is the matter done?"

"As my father expected, the bastard You Daming colluded with the emperor's child, and Shuai Tianfan took action personally to kill the eldest brother, which made his father feel sad, and took the opportunity to use You Daming to seize the imperial attendant." His tone was cold and straight, and the "big brother" mentioned by the Buddha was just a name.

Wanqi Duming took a deep breath and said with a grim voice: "No one hurts the tiger's will, but tigers harm people's hearts. I originally wanted to use the stupidity of this emperor to clear the obstacles to entering the Central Plains for the emperor. Unexpectedly, the emperor's son actually took the initiative to provoke me..."

Wanqi Duming stood up with a "huh", turned around and looked at the younger son whose eyebrows were similar to his eldest son Wanqi Ziyi, walked forward with relief and patted his shoulder, and slowly said, "Zifeng, Zifeng, you have finally returned home. You have worked hard for more than ten years. In order to gain the trust of "Empress of Yin" Ji Ruoyan, you have to bear the pain of giving up your love and let you enter the Demon Sect and mingle with Yue Sect. And you really live up to your expectations and become the most outstanding disciple of Yue Sect in a century. But you must always remember that you are the heir of my Xuanyin Sect, the son of my Wanqi Duming, Wanqi Zifeng."

Zi Feng lowered his head solemnly. "Son, I dare not forget it."

Wanqi Duming patted Wanqi Zifeng's shoulder with satisfaction, looked up at the Xinyue outside the window, and said in a deep voice: "It's finally the most critical moment. In order for the emperor to enter the Central Plains, take over the Demon Emperor and replace him, and for the blood feud of the master and your mother and aunt, I have endured the father for half a lifetime, and finally I have to exhale and raise my eyebrows."

When talking about his mother, Zi Feng's cold eyes finally moved, revealing a hint of hatred.

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September.

The autumn is clear and the grass grows and leaves are yellow.

This is the season when hare meat is fat and delicious, and the season when foxes are foraging; it is the season when eagles flap their wings and fly high, and it is also the season for hunters to hunt; all creatures will do their best in this cool autumn season, yearning for forward courageously, just to prepare more rations before winter.

This is the wilderness.

Where is the world?

The world of September is even more turbulent. In this battle of life and death, who is the fox and who is the real eagle?

September 9.

Purple Mountain.

A boy from the Three Saint Island, holding a ninth-grade divine sword that is unique in the world, said that the divine sword is chosen to be the master, and the waves are rising in the world. All the good knives in the world are flocking to it.

September 9.

Purple Mountain.

It will be the most fierce collision and the most thrilling death struggle in the world in a century.

On one side is Luo Po's enemy, on the other side is Li Muchan.

A demon emperor and a sword god.

No matter which side wins, the world will be a bloody storm.

Compared to the battle between the Sword God and the Demon Emperor, the "Sword Emperor Fight" is more like a side dish before the appetizer, but the impact cannot be underestimated.

September 1st.

These two martial arts events on Double Ninth Festival have brought a lot of popularity and wealth to Luodu City. A large number of martial arts people have appeared on the streets and alleys in Luodu City. Compared with the grand occasions during the Twelve Elderly Council, it is several times more lively.

The inns in Luodu City are already overcrowded, and many houses have begun to set up signs for rent. Taking advantage of the prosperity of the population, they will make more money before the end of the year.

In addition, the business of the blacksmith shop is getting better and better. All martial arts people, regardless of whether they can or not, like to step on a knife to show that they are qualified to win the "Supreme Sword".

But the rich guys in the world don’t seem to have a good temper and they draw their swords at each other at any time. Everyone on the street had an expression of “I’m not easy to mess with” on their faces, like a big powder barrel. If there is a little bit of Mars, I’m afraid it will be the end of a battle.

It is rare to book a seat in Chunhua Tower at noon.

Ye Qingxuan ordered a few dishes and ordered a pot of old wine. He was drinking it himself, free and easy.

The figure floated.

Xiao Buqian sat steadily across the street, grabbed the wine pot, drank it all, then smiled and said, "Boy, I'm leaving for a while..."

Ye Qingxuan looked at the two people outside the window confronting each other on the street, and said without looking back: "I heard that Brother Wei and Qiu Feiyan came to Luodu. You are leaving at this time, you are a little bit overwhelming, right?"

"Fuck, who said I was trying to hide from them?" Xiao Buqian was so embarrassed that he was angry, and his face turned red, "Isn't it for you boy?"

"For me?" Ye Qingxuan looked in surprise.

Xiao Buqian smiled unnaturally and said, "You think, Ye Qingxuan can't show up for such a big thing on Double Ninth Festival? What should I do if Ye Qingxuan appears, Shuai Tianfan? If the two people cannot appear at the same time, wouldn't it be suspicious?"

"What I said is." Ye Qingxuan couldn't deny it. "So you want..."

"So I have to leave quickly, pretend to be you, and do some big things in the world. You can't be idle either. It proves that we are not the same person... to avoid losing our chains at critical moments, especially Zhan Donglai..."

When talking about Zhan Donglai, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but feel nervous.

But then I thought, in front of Luo Po’s enemy, this guy is nothing…

So it became clear.

“So…provided.”

"That's all." Xiao Buqian walked away as if he was running away.

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh.

I really have nothing to help Xiao Buqian with emotional problems, because I was also messed up by the messy relationship.

well.

With a long sigh, another person sat in opposite Ye Qingxuan.

Only half a pot of good wine was poured into the other person's mouth without leaving a drop.

Ye Qingxuan curled his lips and said, "When did you kid be so careless?"

Zong Xuan sipped out a sip of wine and said very cheerfully: "I have finally been promoted to the chief captain of the Xingtingwei. Shouldn't we celebrate it? I also want to thank Brother Shuai for your care..."

"Don't mention me." Ye Qingxuan avoided it like a snake and scorpion and said, "You Daming and Huang Minglang have two lives on you, but I don't know anything."

"Don't worry. I can't implicate you." Zong Xuan was obviously in a good mood and called the waiter to serve two pots of good wine.
Chapter completed!