The Great Yan Dynasty had a vast territory and had a total of four prefectures under its jurisdiction.

One is Ningzhou, one is Mangzhou, one is Guzhou, and one is Kuanzhou.

Such a vast territory is naturally full of rivers and rivers, and most of them have the Zhenshen enthroned by the imperial court.

But both the Yang God and the Yin God have their own territory, so it is even more impossible to attack the imperial officials at will. Moreover, this is Ningzhou, and all the water gods in Ningzhou are under the jurisdiction of the newly enthroned Zhaoyue Zhengshen Wupan Dragon King. This place is even under the Wupan River Basin. The clouds and rain should be carried out by the Wupan Dragon King himself. So what is the guy in front of me who dares to summon wind and rain in the jurisdiction of Wupan Dragon King?

The Yin God left over from the previous dynasty?

call!

call!

The man was gasping heavily, his chest was fluctuating violently, and the upper half of his face exposed on the masked black cloth turned pale. No matter how he looked, he looked like a sick person who was neglecting to exercise.

But Luo Xiangwu did not dare to look down on him at all. Seeing the Cang Yuwei who came back from his horror, he surrounded him again, Luo Xiangwu glanced at the corpse that was not far away and said in a deep voice: "The previous dynasty has passed away long ago. We were just asking for food and killing us. You can neither restore the country nor restorate the people, but instead put yourself in prison. This place is located on the border of Dayan. If you are willing, you may be able to leave quickly and find a place elsewhere to continue the inheritance of incense."

This is both a surrender and a test.

When Jin Guanyan died, he had to give his immediate boss an explanation and figure out what kind of tricks the person in front of him was a crucial matter.

"You all have to die."

The man in black's voice was extremely hoarse, but it was very unnatural, as if he was deliberately changing his voice. But Luo Xiangwu did not have more time to think about the rest of the information. The moment he finished speaking, the man in black's footsteps suddenly stepped out and shattered the water on the ground.

At this time, Luo Xiangwu discovered that the man in black was wearing a pair of tattered straw sandals.

hold head high!

The sound of the dragon roar was rising again, and the heavy rain became even faster, and the man in black suddenly became faster.

The Cang Yuwei around him drew his sword forward as soon as possible, but could only chase the afterimage of the man in black. Luo Xiangwu knew that he had become the other party's target, so he did not dare to be careless. His hand holding the hilt tightened, but did not make a move as soon as possible.

Among countless battles on the verge of death, Luo Xiangwu learned this truth.

The more you can't understand the enemy's reality, the more cautious you should be when you make a move, because often times the outcome is just a moment, and the person who makes the move first means exposing his own power to the enemy first, and if the enemy is determined, he can handle it cleverly. This is the case with the so-called "decision afterwards".

The rain dripped from Luo Xiangwu's silver armored helmet to his cheeks and flowed along his forehead to his eyebrows. The feeling of water droplets pouring into his eyes was not good, but Luo Xiangwu did not blink, nor did he have any thoughts to wipe away the rain that blocked his sight. He stared at the figure that was getting closer and closer, and he was waiting for a suitable opportunity.

In a flash, he threw away the pursuer behind him and came to him. The other party seemed to know this well and had no intention of taking action. Luo Xiangwu knew very well that at the other party's speed, if he was several feet close to him, he might not have a chance to react.

Can't delay any more.

Such thoughts came out, and Luo Xiangwu's heart trembled. His hand holding the reins tugged hard. The war horse was in pain and suddenly raised its front hooves and made a move to step on the man in black who had already reached the front.

The man in black obviously did not calculate such a strange trick. A hint of panic flashed in his eyes, and was soon covered by a decisive look.

I saw the foot wearing torn straw sandals suddenly tapping the ground, and water splashing everywhere, like a lotus blooming in a heavy rain.

hold head high!

The dragon roar rose again, and a golden light shone faintly on his back wrapped in black. His body immediately jumped high, holding the dagger in both hands, and following the heavy rain, heading straight to Luo Xiangwu's eyebrows.

Luo Xiangwu and others were at this moment, and he would not hesitate at all. At that time, spiritual power surged from the two divine gates in his body, and his whole body was poured between his arms. He shouted loudly, and the tiger sword in his hand was swung out from bottom to top.

Even when he was killing Jinguanyan just now, the man in black still chose the neck of Jinguanyan that was not covered by silver armor. It can be seen that although the opponent's speed was fast, his strength was not satisfactory. As long as he was willing to fight him, he was confident that he could cut off the opponent's dagger and his entire arms in this knife.

The dagger is cold and the blade is sharp.

They tore open the night, cut off the rain curtain, and collided hard.

Everything was as Luo Xiangwu expected. The tiger knife, which was as sharp as mud, easily cut off the dagger and continued to move forward to the man in black. The other party was in the air at this moment, and there was no point in leveraging the force, so it was impossible for him to change his body to avoid this killing move.

This sword is bound to be won.

Luo Xiangwu finally smiled for the first time, as if he had seen the wonderful scene of the man in black cutting off his arms and falling to the ground to wail. If everything goes well, he could even capture him back to Beijing alive, at least he would have an explanation to the Jin family.

And all these thoughts disappeared at the moment when his knife cut the man in black.

The man in black suddenly became soft at that moment, then twisted and collapsed. Finally, with a "pop" sound, a ball of water with a fishy smell seemed to be poured out of a basin, pouring Luo Xiangwu all over.

Yes, the body of the man in black turned into a pool of river water at that time.

not good!

Luo Xiangwu was shocked and knew that he had been in the other party's way and was about to capture the other party's lurking whereabouts again. But behind him, a sharp murderous intent suddenly came, and Youhan's dagger passed through the rain curtain like a poisonous snake and went to the back of his neck.

In fact, this is not something that a qualified killer can do. The so-called killing is invisible and hiding his murderous aura is a compulsory course for every killer to get started. This man in black is a very powerful outsider in both techniques and strength. Just like at this moment, if he can hide his breath, he can kill Luo Xiangwu without knowing it. But he is not good at this path. Luo Xiangwu is alert, and he uses his ability to open the two realms and push open the cultivation of the two divine gates. It is not difficult to react.

With such thoughts, Luo Xiangwu was about to draw the sword and turn around, but the moment he held the long sword tightly, his face became extremely ugly. The aura around him seemed to be blocked by something, and the spiritual power that rushes in his body was blocked together at this moment, making it difficult to activate.

It was the river water that the substitute turned into just now! There was a strange hidden in the river water, which sealed his meridians and made it difficult for him to mobilize the spiritual power around him.

Luo Xiangwu figured this out, but it seemed that it was useless.

The sharp edge of the man in black dagger had fallen on his neck on his back. He could clearly feel the bitter cold coming from the tip of the nail, and the breath of death enveloped him.

At that moment, time seemed to stagnate.

He saw Cang Yuwei's eyes coming soon, his lips widened, and he also saw raindrops as big as beans, layered and distinctly covered in front of him.

His appearance was reflected in the rain. He saw his enlarged pupils and pale face. At this moment, Luo Xiangwu realized that when facing death, there was no difference between him and those who had died under his hands.

Suddenly something in the rain became bright, faint, thin, but bright and dazzling, shaking.

Not only the raindrops, but all the raindrops in front of me lit up such light at that time.

Those golden lights dripping, but they look like stars on a dim rainy night, are a beautiful picture.

Behind Luo Xiangwu could not see, a golden butterfly slowly landed on the blade of the man in black's dagger. The man in black seemed to recognize the thing, and a strange color appeared in his murderous pupils.

It was at this moment that a hand wrapped in a wide white sleeve suddenly reached over, and he walked through the rain curtain without any drops of water.

"Go home." A sigh rang out, and the hand grabbed the neckline of the man in black.

The golden butterfly flapped its wings gently, and the golden light in the sky dissipated.

The stagnant scene moved again, the rain poured down, and the golden light disappeared in the sky.

Luo Xiangwu turned around with lingering fear. The figure of the man in black had disappeared at some point. Only the dagger left in the rain reminded him that he had just been so close to death.

...

Cao Tanyun sat in the courtyard of Lufu, under the simple wooden pavilion, looking at the heavy rain pouring out of the courtyard with a leisurely expression.

He stretched out his hand, and the yellow dog squatting beside the wooden pavilion shook his tail and came to him.

The old man with a flowery aries horns took off the wine gourd on the yellow dog's back and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. His face was immediately intoxicated.

He chanted with a very elegant mood: "Call the exiled immortal spring and sprinkle the face, pour the marmoset room and pour the marmoset flowers into the shiny blossoms."

After saying that, he pulled open the plug on the wine gourd and wanted to drink it with a big drink as the hero in the story.

Bang!

But at this moment, the door of the Lu Mansion was kicked open in an extremely rough manner.

The sudden sound made the old man who was immersed in his own world shake the hand holding the gourd, so the wine from the gourd's mouth poured down, wetting the old man's face and chin before he carefully combed the gourd's horns.

The yellow dog, who was already curled up comfortably at the old man's feet, also stood up alertly. When the man looked at the sound of the dog, he saw Lu Guanshan, who was always elegant, strode through the heavy rain in the yard and walked straight to the wing room at the corner of the Lu Mansion.

With the same rough kick, he kicked open the door of the room, and then the things in his arms were thrown into the room with force.

A tender cry of pain came from the wing room. Cao Dunyun and the yellow dog lie on the edge of the wooden pavilion, stretched their necks to watch the fun. But just now this posture was set, and Lu Guanshan, who was standing at the door of the wing room, turned his head and glared at the man and dog fiercely.

The old man and the dog shuddered in the eyes almost at the same time, and then their bodies retracted back to the corner of the wooden pavilion in a very synchronous manner, showing a look of panic in lingering fear, which was really ridiculous.

...

Bang!

Lu Guanshan walked into the wing room with a gloomy face. The door behind him closed automatically, and the candlestick on the ground suddenly lit up, illuminating everything in the wing room.

Wearing a black dress and wet all over his body, Wei Lai lying on his back on the bed in a embarrassed posture, looking at the white-clothed scholar who was surging with evil spirits between his eyebrows in front of him, without saying a word.

The two stood there and looked at each other, with their eyes particularly fierce, and they collided silently in the air.

"Do you know what you are doing?" Until a hundred breaths passed, the Confucian scholar's obvious anger sounded.

Wei Lai looked stubborn and said two words: "Save you."

"Save me? I think I'm going to die!" The arrogance between the Confucian scholar's eyebrows became even heavier. It's hard to imagine that he would show such a look when he was gentle: "How many times have I told you that your dove snake swallows the dragon's climate has not been achieved, so it's fine to use a little power to kill some water ghosts. Today, you dare to be more reckless in the sky. Do you really think that the evil dragon in Wupan River is a fool?"

"If he noticed that someone was devouring his luck, it would be hard to have a certainty whether you could walk out of Wupan City alive!"

Lu Guanshan's face was solemn, his tone was extremely unkind, with a little obvious harshness.

But Wei Lai still had no intention of giving in. His voice became a little louder at that time, and his body stood up from the bed: "What about you? Don't think I don't know. You can still sit in the position of the magistrate of Wupancheng because Jiang Huanshui suppressed the memorial you handed over, but if the Cang Yuwei went, the memorial would not be hidden."

"They can't leave here alive!"

"If you don't kill them, I will help you kill!"

After Wei said this, he clenched his fists under his wet cuffs again, and he was about to rush out of the door again.

Lu Guanshan stretched out his hand and blocked his way: "You should be very clear. After handing over the note, I never thought about leaving a way out for myself."

"Master, he wants to press my memorials and then press it. That's his business. I just need to do what I want to do."

Wei Lai's eyes were bloodshot, he looked up at the man, and shouted: "What are you going to do? Are you going to die?!"

"That's my business, it's not your turn to intervene!" Lu Guanshan seemed to be angry with Wei Lai, and his voice became a little louder.

But the boy who heard this lowered his head, his shoulders began to tremble slightly, and his hands clenched with fists turned a little white due to excessive force.
To be continued...