Looking at the murderous intent in Jiang Xuan's eyes, Qin Mufeng instantly understood what he was talking about. He had been alone for many years and had never expected that as soon as he returned to this familiar hometown, he first experienced the feeling of returning to the gentleman on Liang, and also being an assassin. It was really eye-opening!

But Qin Mufeng also knew very well that walking in the world is not as good as studying and doing knowledge. What he experienced today is actually common in the world. It has nothing to do with the likes and dislikes of scholars, but rather in the position and actions do not damage the righteousness, so he does not have to stick to the minor details.

In fact, how can we distinguish between good and evil in the world? How many people have never done one or two things that are wrong?

I am afraid that only the newcomer who absolutely distinguishes good and evil is a blank piece of paper and speaks shamelessly. However, how many people in the world don’t believe that they are synonymous with goodness, and the ones who are hostile to them are the messengers of evil?

There is no meaning to talk about good and evil in the world. In this world where the winner is king, as long as you have higher skills, you should be respected, unless the basic rules for walking in the world are broken.

For Qin Mufeng, what he is now walking is the long road of the world, and what he does next to Jiang Xuan is undoubtedly the alternative self-defense skills that Qin Mufeng needs to master when he walks in the world.

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Mufeng felt at ease. He sat cross-legged on the ground and circulated his internal force several times. He suddenly found that the ball of light in his dantian had condensed a lot. I don’t know whether it was practicing the Eight-Polar Kung Fu or because of absorbing the powerful internal force of Liu Huyuan.

Unconsciously, Jiang Xuan put one hand on Qin Mufeng's shoulder and nodded slightly, "It seems that it is the effect of the elixir, but to such an increase, the precipitated medicinal power will be almost exhausted."

Yin-Yang Reversal Pill, the elixir that the old Taoist spent his whole life refining, has regained his vitality many times when Qin Mufeng was severely injured, and opened up the Ren and Du meridians and condensed the original energy. It is even more of a contribution. Now it is about to be consumed. Although Qin Mufeng is a little reluctant, he still feels more about the old Taoist. But these years have passed, is he still in the world? Is there still a fate, thank you in person?

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After a short rest, the sound of a gong that was even weaker came from the window. The two of them jumped out of the window, passed through the quiet street, and tickled away from the still tight guards of the Shen Mansion, and lay on the roof again.

The candles in Shen Lulin's room were not turned off, and there were a crackling sound or two of them. In the room, Shen Lulin was still planning the day when the king's energy surged on a map with several experts from the Tiandao Sect, including Zhou Yun, Crazy, Hua Tuo and Liu Qing. As explorers, Qin Mufeng and Jiang Xuan even heard important information about the king's energy: two days later, it was the time when the king's energy surged!

Although I don’t know how this time came, the power of the Tiandao Sect covering the sky with only one hand and the gathering of heroes from all walks of life in the world is most certain. However, there are three religions and all the martial arts schools, all the sects and sects in the martial arts world, and the good and the quality are mixed. How many runners will be there? Qin Mufeng sighed from the bottom of his heart. The world is really complicated.

On the other hand, Jiang Xuan was interested in watching it, as if he was more concerned about the plan of the Tiandao Sect's step by step: among the thousands of troops, the strong outside sects will break through the formation and occupy the points, the deacon and the helm leader will restrain the masters of other sects respectively, and the inner sect disciples will use flying needles to help the injured in the outer circle, and they will also help the injured. The elders and the above will wait and see if necessary, and the colleagues will also have more masters in the sect come to help one after another, and escort the huge materials needed for this battle - all arrangements will take their place the day before the king's energy gushed.

In terms of personnel arrangement, there are many names that Jiang Xuan had heard of. Shen Lulin's exploration of the terrain of Yankeng is more thorough. Each key terrain is arranged in detail based on the arranged personnel's kung fu characteristics and even personality. Jiang Xuan highly agrees with the method of adapting to local conditions and even admires the strategy and execution power formed by the Tiandao Sect's efforts, but-

People have a thousand calculations, but God only calculates them!

Even though the layout of the Tiandao Gate is seamless, the plan has been learned by the two of them that a huge loophole will be torn out of this net of heaven and earth!

If you want to blame, just blame the "Chen" young master for disturbing the quiet!

The bright moon hangs high, the sound of roosters crowing in the middle of the night is faintly heard, and the cool breeze blows by. Jiang Xuan and Qin Mufeng are motionless against the green tiles on the roof. The fatigue of the journey for several days and the sleepy instinctively at night cannot affect the two of them at the moment at this moment. The process of waiting for the opportunity cannot tolerate a difference!

The deployment of the Tiandao Sect was coming to an end, and everyone gradually dispersed. Shen Lulin was rubbing the topographic map that he had exhausted his energy and looked a little hunched in the dim candlelight.

Jiang Xuan signaled Qin Mufeng to be calm, even though Jiang Xuan had fantasized countless times in his heart that when he met this evil man again, he would taste the skin and cramps, and use the tragic torture to comfort his wife and children in heaven, and avenge the disciples who have become disabled for the rest of his life!

Jiang Xuan has absolute confidence in killing Shen Lulin, but if Taoist masters gather today, the noise will surely attract this difficult character. The original action plan is no longer applicable to the current environment, so he will naturally adapt to local conditions and develop other methods: assassination.

It is kind to let the enemy step on the road of the underworld with great pleasure. Moreover, from the perspective of interests, even though the sudden gathering of Tiandao Sect made him unwilling to take revenge, once the assassination was successfully implemented, it would bring unexpected resistance to the Tiandao Sect's plan, and undoubtedly would have some help to the Qin boy in front of him in the future. What's more, he unexpectedly gained the news of the kingly aura of the Yankeng, and made a lot of money!

Shen Lulin finally blew out the swaying candlelight, Jiang Xuan moved his body forward, and he dug off the hole left by the green tiles when the two of them were eavesdropping.

Silence is the basis for assassination, and the premise is that it is not discovered. The appearance of the hole in the roof, regardless of the airflow, the sound of insects outside the house, has a subtle effect on the room. For masters who are used to the same environment, this subtle difference is only necessary to feel it carefully, which is enough to cause doubt, not to mention the dark paint after the lights are blown out, which suddenly hits the beam of light that suddenly hits into the house in the dark.

The luck and breathing in the house are regulating, bringing up the friction between the sleeves and the air, and the slight snoring is still waiting. No matter how loud he sounds, Jiang Xuan is still moving, and his enemies are close to him and can still maintain such patience without being impatient. For Qin Mufeng, it is said that he is taught by example. For Jiang Xuan, who has been looking for Shen Lulin for many years but has failed, such waiting is no longer worthy of enlightenment.

It moved, and Jiang Xuan, who had been lurking for no reason, finally moved!

Without the strong arrival of a loud bang in the sky as imagined, only the green tiles were pushed to the side and arranged neatly, but Qin Mufeng clearly felt the murderous intent suddenly burst out in Jiang Xuan's body!

The moonlight threw into the house, and the beam of light gradually became thicker. Shen Lulin turned over in his sleep, and his sleepy eyes slowly opened. At this moment, his hair stood up in an instant. Jiang Xuan, who was full of murderous aura, floated down like a god descending. He looked at each other. Jiang Xuan's eyes shot out the cold and sharp edge of the blade, and directly into Shen Lulin's heart. "Jiang Jiang Xuan?" Shen Lulin could not suppress his chills through his vest. The next moment, Jiang Xuan's big hands, like iron pincers, had already covered his mouth and nose, "Master Shen, don't be fine!" Jiang Xuan gritted his teeth and squeezed out this short greeting in his throat, but it revealed endless long hatred and desolation!

The mouth and nose were covered tightly, and even a trace of air could not flow in. Shen Lulin held Jiang Xuan's arm tightly, and his legs kept hitting the bed. Pain and despair instantly invaded his consciousness. "I traveled all over the Jiuzhou, but I didn't find any clues about you." Jiang Xuanru, a hungry wolf, roared, "But I didn't expect that you live here, and today the real sky opened its eyes and let you fall into my hands."

"Is it good to have the protection of Tiandao Sect?" Jiang Xuan glared and his teeth clattered. At the critical moment of life and death, Shen Lulin's iron claws were stronger than usual, and the fingertips of his hands were deeply embedded in Jiang Xuan's arms.

"Ho ho" Suddenly, Shen Lulin in the room gasped heavily, "Uncle Jiang?" Qin Mufeng watched Jiang Xuan release his palm with his own eyes, and couldn't help but say his doubts. He was worried that Shen Lulin's claws would be poisonous, just like Liu Huyuan's fist, and the next moment, Qin Mufeng suddenly understood.

Shen Lulin, who had just recovered, was about to call for help, but his mouth and nose were covered by Jiang Xuan's iron palm again. "Compared to the time when you pierced countless blood holes in my disciple's hands and legs, you are not as good as death in this life. I am already kind enough to you today!" Jiang Xuanhu's eyes were filled with tears, and his hatred did not diminish at all. In order to prevent Shen Lulin from breaking free from the counterattack, Qin Mufeng stepped forward and suddenly spread Shen Lulin's claws, and a move "Frozen Three Foot" frozen his arms together like shackles.

"Hmph! You evil thief, you have the honor to see the Qin family's unique skills before you die, and you will be in vain for your life!" Jiang Xuan still spoke to the indescribable Shen Lulin.

Covering, releasing, covering, and letting go of mechanical movements, Qin Mufeng no longer remembers how many times he repeated, but only remembers the "Frozen Three Foot" move. He used it three times, and it was stronger than the other time. What eventually caused the Xuan Ice to melt was the blood gushing out of Jiang Xuan's arm wound, flowing on the Xuan Ice, dyeing the sheet red.

Shen Lulin finally passed away his vitality in repeated despair. At the end, Jiang Xuan even hit his Tianling with a heavy blow. Shen Lulin's skull was unscathed, but inside, it was already a mess.

Looking at Shen Lulin's twisted and ferocious face, Jiang Xuan fell silent.

For so many years, countless days and nights, countless times with expectations, and countless times of disappointment, the appearance and smile of the wife and children appeared in their dreams countless times, and the heart-wrenching pain surged into their hearts countless times.

He was alone and traveled all over the country, but he couldn't get any news about this person. Who had ever learned about his inner twists and turns?

Even if his depression, his will, and his obsessions are hard to resist the thousands of gatherings in his heart?

Now, after imagining countless expectations, at this moment, the tears in Jiang Xuanhu's eyes finally crawled out of his eyes and slowly stagnated down his cheeks.

Jiang Xuan, the great revenge is repaid!
Chapter completed!