The next morning, Xiang Yuzi slung the wooden box on his back, put the banknote given by Wang Yushu into his pocket, led the horse to the national highway, suddenly turned around and looked at the door of the inn, and saw Qi Taichu holding the trembling

The majestic Wang Yushu stepped across the threshold and said: "Master, I'm going!"

Then he led the horse and walked away. Perhaps knowing that Wang Yushu was stopping to watch him, he raised his right hand high and waved it, shouting at the top of his voice: "Young master, stop, it's cold outside, come inside!" Wang Yushu didn't.

As he spoke, the whole person froze there, as if he was stupid.

The five or six hundred taels of silver notes were used to buy wine for Lao Xiang. Lao Xiang loves rice wine, especially the top-grade Huadiao wine. Lao Xiang always has secrets of one kind or another, but even though he is the famous Xiang Liujian,

In Wang Yushu's eyes, Lao Xiang was just the old servant who had been away from the palace for thirteen years and was sick and carried him on his back.

, and even more afraid of shaking one's determination.

He didn't dare to take another step forward for fear of losing control of his emotions. Xiang Yuzi led the horse and walked towards the north. Wang Yushu was watching from the door. Even if Xiang Yuzi's figure disappeared from blur, it was too late.

Chi Wei stood there, muttering from time to time: "Brother Qi, Lao Xiang will come back, right?"

"Lao Xiang has never left, he has always lived in your heart, hasn't he?" Qi Taichu turned his head to look at Wang Yushu, who was in a daze, patted his shoulder, walked towards the wine table, picked up a pot of Huadiao wine and drank it.

After finishing the drink, his eyes became blurred and he muttered, "Good wine lasts a long time."

"Do you think Mi Qingyou is that powerful?" Wang Yushu was still worried. Qi Taichu shook his head. He had lived in the mountains for twenty years. He didn't know much about the world, and his grandfather didn't tell him anything.

Through Mi Qingyou’s deeds.

"Guest, you don't know how to ask me! The young man is called Bai Xiaosheng, and he earns ten cents." The waiter who was cleaning the table heard the conversation between the two, so he relied on what he had heard in the guest house to make money.

.

"No!" Wang Yushu took out ten coins and slapped it on the table. The waiter's eyes lit up, he pulled the money off with both hands, put the rag on his arm, and began to talk like "pointing out the country".

"The area that Kang Ge is in charge of has a ranking list that has been commented on by the world, called the top ten masters of Kang Ge, and Mi Qingyou is ranked fifth! When he was young, he was handsome and handsome, and he was also called the Fan Holder.

Handsome man, now over ninety years old. He is an immortal. His Qinglian fan has nine fan bones, and each fan bone is a sword. He is in charge of Qingyang City, and everyone in Qingyang says he is immortal.

If he can make mistakes, he can make every effort, and he has already been in charge of Qingyang City for a period of time."

"So powerful? What level?" Wang Yushu's heart was clenched. He only hoped that Mi Qingyou's level would be too high. In this case, Lao Xiang would have a greater chance of winning.

The waiter was stunned and said: "Ten years ago, he fought with Nan Xianxu, and the two were evenly matched. At that time, he was already Tianxuan!"

"You mean he is probably Tianshu now?!" Wang Yushu stood up and looked into the waiter's eyes in disbelief, while Qi Taichu raised his hand to signal him to sit down.

"Brother Wang, calm down. It's not that easy to get to the Tianshu realm. How many people are stuck in the same realm in the world. The higher you go, the greater the chance of getting stuck. If he is really promoted to Tianshu, his momentum will definitely be

Shake the world!"

…

Xiangyuzi went to the north, while Qi Taichu and his companions headed to the east. Leaving Cangtiao, ten miles ahead was Luoyang, Lingzhou, where Li Cai, the king of Scrophulariaceae among the twelve kings, stopped on the road.

Taichu looked at Wang Yushu in confusion. Wang Yushu swallowed his saliva and said, "Brother Qi, do we really want to go in? Because of my identity, those who want to kill me can line up from the gate of my palace to the capital. Do we want to change?

road?"

"Brother Wang, please go back. Your identity is too conspicuous and you don't know martial arts. If something happens, I can't protect you with my little strength. You go back to the palace and wait. I will take you to conquer the other three directions when I come back from the east!"

Qi Taichu said, and then looked back at the city gate in the distance. Wang Yushu wanted to find a reason to continue to follow him, but he was stuck in his throat and couldn't say anything.

"Just send it here, no matter how far it goes, there has to be an end, right?"

Seeing Qi Taichu's figure getting further and further away, and actually somewhat similar to Lao Xiang's figure, he understood that Qi Taichu and Xiang Yuzi were doing it for his safety, he smiled bitterly and looked down at the horse, "Everyone advised

I practice martial arts, I consider myself noble, and believe that the real strong man should rely on his brain, but Lao Xiang is fighting with his past self, and Qi Di is looking for the meaning of the sword. My father in the past was very tall in my heart. Now that I have grown up, but

But he became smaller and smaller... The people around him left one by one, as if his brain alone could not carry the military flag of Nanyang!"

Wang Yushu raised his head and looked in the direction of Qi Taichu, and said silently in his heart: "Brother Qi, Lao Xiang, father, mother! I want to learn martial arts, and then personally avenge my mother, and leave the people around me by myself." Then he rode.

The horse ran towards home.

That day, Wang Yushu rode his horse to see off the two swordsmen for a total of fifty miles and then rode back to the city alone.

Qi Taichu had also entered the city. The decorations on the streets were prosperous, but most of the doors and windows were closed, and there were no pedestrians on the road. The whole city looked a bit eerie and dead, giving Qi Taichu the illusion of a mass grave. Suddenly he

Realizing that someone was observing me, I turned my head slightly and saw an old man in a room observing me through the crack in the door, and then disappeared from the sight of the old man!

The old man opened the door and looked around. Qi Taichu suddenly patted his shoulder behind him, but he was frightened and shouted: "Who are you? Are you a human or a ghost!"

Qi Taichu was stunned and said, "Grandpa, I am a human from Nanyang. I am here now and have no fixed place. Can I stay at your house for one night?"

This commoner was a real person with a very compassionate heart. After hearing what Qi Taichu said, he closed the door and led Qi Taichu into the house unsteadily.

"This is such a big city. Why is there no one outside during the day? Is it possible that no one in this city has to work?" Qi Taichu took the water from the old man and looked at him in confusion.

"This city used to be prosperous, but now it's not prosperous anymore because they say the city lord cannibalizes people!"

After some communication, Qi Taichu got a rough idea. The city lord Li Cai is now fifty years old. Before he was forty, the city was extremely prosperous and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. But then people began to disappear frequently, especially children, and even more after that.

Said he saw with his own eyes that the city lord sent people to arrest people.

Qi Taichu asked him his name, but he said that he had been alone for more than ten years, his wife and children were dead, and he had forgotten his name because no one called him.

At night, Qi Taichu lay on the bed with his hands behind his head and crossed his legs. He couldn't sleep. He picked up the novel about gods and monsters that Lao Xiang took him shopping to buy from his pocket. He bought it and then forgot about it. Now

If you are bored, you can just steal the moonlight to read some strange stories.

"One Sword of Changchun".

The title of the book was quite domineering. Qi Taichu shook his head, then opened the book and looked at the contents. Not long after, Qi Taichu was freed from the contents of the book, "Destroy all things with one palm, control the world with one sword, this

The writing in the book is also very exaggerated. It seems boring, so just go to sleep."

Qi Taichu turned over and lay down, and the novel was discarded aside.

At this time, in the Nanyang Prince's Mansion, Wang Yushu was sitting by the lake, holding his chin alone, and said boredly: "Lao Xiang and Brother Qi are gone. It's so boring. I don't know how they are doing."

After saying that, he looked at the long sword lying sideways beside him. Under the moonlight, the white and translucent blade of the sword flashed into Wang Yushu's eyes. Wang Yushu clenched the sword tightly! Why did he choose to play swordsmanship?

Because he wanted to be a swordsman, he formed a team with his brother Lao Xiang to create the Three Hooligans of Nanyang. Ahem, no, the Three Musketeers of Nanyang.

Of course, there is another reason. Before Lao Xiang left, he gave Wang Yushu a stack of silk, which was painted with charcoal and showed sword movements. There were six pictures in total. Each picture had not many words, just two, "broken heart" and "unparalleled".

, look through, worship the general, seal one's throat and be romantic! The words are not very good, but they are full of affection!

In the early morning, Qi Taichu left a banknote and said goodbye to the old man and left his house.

The relationship between Scrophulariaceae King Li Cai and Nanyang is not particularly good, so even if Qi Taichu encountered the registration number, it would be of little use. It would be false to say that he was not nervous. At least Nanyang King had a relationship, but this man-eating demon Li Cai

, why should we have a relationship? Eat with him? Don’t mention it, maybe you will be imprisoned for robbing him of his food!

The Xiaoyao sword is three feet long and weighs seven kilograms and four taels. The upper half of the sword is extremely sharp, while the lower half is much blunter. The upper part breaks flesh and the lower part breaks bones. Qi Taichu took the Xiaoyao sword from its sheath on his back.

Only when I pull it out and hold it in my hand do I feel a sense of security, mainly because the atmosphere here is too depressing.
Chapter completed!