Tang Qian felt that there were a lot of things in his mind, as if it was a mess, and there were a lot of things to do.

So he was like trying to drive away all the bad ideas in his mind about the immortal immortal being dead, like a dog falling into the water, shook his head violently.

"What's wrong with you?" This was Xia Yubing's voice, but it seemed to come from a very distant place. Tang Qian had a lot of energy to return to Xia Yubing. Xia Yubing obviously felt something was wrong with Tang Qian. Tang Qian realized that they didn't understand some things after they didn't understand them.

Moreover, these things cannot be known to them. Whether it is a monk of Yisheng or Xia Yubing, it is too dangerous. Tang Qian made a decision almost instantly, so he said to Xia Yubing: "You and Yisheng and Bailang first look at the flower review list. It is annual. The life of monks is long, but every year there is a fun thing, it is the same as if there is a fun thing in Wutian. Go and see it and learn more about the monks." Tang Qian's voice was a little dry, but he still said gently - this is very strange. He rarely talks to Xia Yubing like this.

Before Xia Yubing could reply, Tang Qian had already whispered a few words to the monk Yisheng and left. He went against the abortion. When everyone was heading towards the flower review list, he went the other way. There were many strange things recently, so he decided to solve them.

First of all, you can think of the group of people I met at the residence of the Immortal of Changsheng, who were killed but left behind one by one.

Tang Qian walked very quickly, and had already arrived near the Songzhu Pavilion, but nothing was left. The ground was even clean, as if it had been washed. Tang Qian squatted down and twisted the soil on the ground with his hands, but found nothing, as if nothing had happened here.

Tang Qian clearly remembered that he followed this path at that time, but he had no trace of walking to Songzhu Pavilion. It was obviously just what happened last night, although he also understood that for monks, there were some things that were simpler than they thought.

Those female monks are the easiest end of the line. They must first figure out who wants to be unfavorable to the immortal immortal in order to understand all this. Tang Qian doesn’t know what he is thinking at this moment. If these people can kill the immortal immortal, how easy is it to kill him Tang Qian? But he was still thinking that since no one knows when the immortal immortal died, at least he must understand it. As for whether Tang Qian can do more for the immortal immortal’s death, he himself doesn’t know.

Tang Qian stood not far from Songzhu Pavilion, pondering.

The group of female monks were killed by Kunlun people, and then Kunlun people were sealed with the throat with Qiushui Sword.

So since Tang Qian could no longer see the bodies of the women in black, he could only find a sword.

Autumn Shui Sword.

Where did a young man like Su Ze go back after leaving the He family? Tang Qian couldn't help but look at Songzhu Pavilion. Maybe Hua Suwen knew? But Tang Qian felt it was strange to ask such a question: Have you ever met Su Ze? Do you know where he lives?

Tang Qian suddenly realized that he didn't have to think about it anymore, because there was a person walking down from the Songzhu Pavilion. This person was graceful and seductive, but Su Mei.

Su Mei naturally saw Tang Qian. When she walked over, she had already shown all kinds of charm. The same was true when she spoke, as if she had engraved the word Mei in her name in her bones: "Young Master Tang Qian is also here to find my little Suwen?"

Tang Qian may have many ways to deal with this woman, at least he shouldn't tell the truth, but he told the truth: "I'm looking for Su Ze."

Su Mei seemed very surprised: "Maybe Mr. Tang Qian wanted to use sword techniques to humiliate him again? I dislike him the most. Can you bring me with me? I will definitely not say a word, and I will not talk too much about this."

Tang Qian asked, "Do you know where he is? If I knew, I really wanted to talk to him about swords."

Su Mei smiled and said, "What's wrong with this? After losing that day, he said he had no face to protect Xiao Suwen. A proud person with no face would naturally not stay in this sad place, so at the time of today, he was almost on a ferry."

Su Mei's concern for Hua Suwen is somewhat beyond Tang Qian's imagination, so she also knows these so-called competitors very well. It doesn't matter where these news comes from, what's important is that she knows it.

But Tang Qian knew that he would never be able to ask who killed those Kunlun people. Su Ze who left today might also be a murderer, so he must ask him.

So Tang Qian continued, "Where has he been?"

Su Mei lay on Tang Qian: "Why are you suddenly so interested in Su Ze?"

Tang Qian was actually very natural, and he smiled and said, "Because I know he has what I want."

Su Mei paused slightly, and knew what Tang Qian said: "Do you want the Qiushui Sword?"

Tang Qian said: "I use a sword, but I happen to have no good sword on my body recently. This is very difficult for me. No matter what I do, it is inconvenient."

"So you want to find him?" Su Mei was surprised, as if she had understood Tang Qian for the first time.

Tang Qian corrected it: "I want to borrow a sword, that's all."

Su Mei said, "He went to Xijian Mountain, which is not far from God. The mountain is not big, but the spring water is good. I guess you won it too thoroughly, so I plan to wash your sword and improve it from external objects. If it is just a breakthrough in the realm, it will be difficult to beat you."

Tang Qian was thinking, "Wash the sword? What should I wash away? Of course, it's not about washing away the blood. What should the Kunlun Chinese man leave on the sword?"

He asked, "How far is Xijianshan not far from here?"

Su Mei said: "It's only a day away. He's still riding a big boat, so it's slower. If you can get a small boat at the ferry, you might be able to catch up with them before the big boat arrives."

Tang Qian suddenly asked, "Do you want to go with me?"

Su Mei shook her lips: "Since I've been traveling back and forth for two days, I can still come back to see my little Suwen, why not? I really want to see you beat that boy again?" And she leaned her face closer to Tang Qian, like a cat, and was trapped in Tang Qin's arms.

Tang Qian looked at her with great interest, then picked up her wrist with one hand, threw her out, and smashed her directly into Hua Suwen's small building, completely ignoring Su Mei's yelling and scolding, and laughed loudly: "Then you continue to want to go. In addition, when will the girl Suwen think of the next request, Tang Qian is waiting for the dispatch."

Hua Suwen let Su Mei fly in through the small building, then smiled and replied: "Young Master, you can find an old man at the ferry."

The old man is an old man, and there are many old man at the ferry. Tang Qian is not sure that the one he found must be, but at least he is almost inseparable.

Sometimes some people say that when they are waiting for the appointment, they are really just talking, just like the old man in front of Tang Qian, who is

The son was not tall, his eyes were very terrified. He looked at Tang Qian's business up and down, and then said, "Where is the young master going?" The young man was waiting for the call, and then there was no more. Tang Qian said the place, but he was not moved.

Tang Qian had no choice but to take out a copper coin, and the old man's eyes suddenly became straight.

This is not real money, why does the old man value it so much?

The old man murmured: "Ancient Coins in the Sea of ​​Yunhai, have you been to Yunzhou?"

Tang Qian has been to Yunzhou, and it can even be said that he has visited many secret places in Yunzhou, whether it is Wuyun Cave or Fengdu, so he always leaves some useful things, such as the old man in front of him, although he looks like a pauper like him, Tang Qian, but his sleeves are twitching. Just now, he happened to see the ancient copper coins exposed in his sleeve when the old man bowed his hand, and he understood that this was a playful monk.

Monks are also human beings, so they naturally have their own hobbies.

Since there is something that can impress the other party, it is time to bargain. The old man has a small boat like a shuttle next to him. Walking through the sea of ​​clouds, it should be a little faster than those huge ferries like mountains.

Tang Qian threw the ancient coin to the old man. The old man had already put away the ancient coin without saying a word, but stretched out his hand again.

Tang Qian asked, "What does it mean?"

The old man seemed very innocent: "Give me another one, let's get on the boat."

Tang Qian had a stern face: "Only one."

The old man had no choice but to say oh and muttered: "After all, he is the uncle who gives money."

Tang Qian had just found a deck and sat upright and waited. He thought that although the boat was small, it would take a while to prepare, but the old man put away the pedals and the boat had already flew into the air.

There were only the old man and Tang Qian on the ship.

The old man looked at Tang Qian's strange gaze and sneered: "Why, I haven't seen a boat that can be driven by just one?"

Tang Qian was determined to ignore the old man.

But the old man had a way to force Tang Qian to speak.

Because the old man drove the boat a little slow, although it flew very quickly, the small boat seemed to be visiting Shendu.

What Tang Qian needs is to hurry up.

So Tang Qian had to say, "Can you hurry up?"

The old man stretched out his hand.

Tang Qian had to say, "I've given it."

The old man said leisurely: "What I just collected is the money you went to Xijianshan. I also think it's not good to reach out again. But this time, it's the money you want to take the Clippers, which is already two different things, so can you give me some more?"

Tang Qian had no choice but to take out another ancient coin.

The old man didn't even take the rudder of the boat, rushed over and took it away. The boat was swaying extremely, but he was content, as if they were not in the air, but on a quiet sea.

Tang Qian said again: "Get steadily."

The old man whispered: "Okay, uncle!"

This small boat seemed to be a ray of sunshine in the sea of ​​clouds, leaving a slender and straight path.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!