Just as Sikong Longxiang was talking, a man in a gray robe quickly rushed from a distance.

"Young Master, the ancestor asked me to give this to you." As the man spoke, he handed a secret letter to Sikong Longxiang.

Sikong Longxiang looked at the secret letter, and a trace of shock appeared in her eyes at first, but then the shock turned into joy.

"Brother Sikong, what's wrong?" Yuwen Zongheng asked Sikong Longxiang with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Sikong Longxiang raised the letter in his hand, and said happily in his eyes: "My ancestor said that all the strength to attack Zheng Ming has reached an agreement, that is, the ancestors of each family will not take action for the time being, and warriors below the seventh rank participate in the siege and kill Zheng Ming."

"The belonging of things on Zheng Ming's body is based on the income of the seventh-grade children."

There was no trace of joy in Yuwen Zongheng's expression. He originally thought that if he killed Zheng Ming and snatched Kaiyang Jue, he and Sikong Longxiang were just supporting roles.

But they didn't expect that they became the protagonists.

There are too many people who want Kaiyang Jue, and the top ancestors of the Great Jin Dynasty are even more unlikely to kill each other because of a Kaiyang Jue, which will cause the strength of the entire Great Jin Dynasty to decline, so they chose this method.

In this way, the younger generations below will be trained and the casualties of the main figures of each sect can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

However, when he heard this news, his first feeling was not joy, but a worry.

Can you let juniors below the seventh rank hunt Zheng Ming? Can you do it yourself and others? Although there are too many heroes, Zheng Ming’s cultivation is above Sikong Dragon Elephant!

However, when he saw the fierce fighting spirit flashing in Sikong Longxiang's eyes, he said that his worries were swallowed.

He could not let Sikong Longxiang look down on him, nor could he let others know that he was timid towards Zheng Ming.

"Hahaha, it seems that this time, we can have a big fight, Brother Sikong. In order to kill Zheng Ming this time, I brought eighteen eighth-grade warriors from the family. Humph, I don't believe that I can't kill Zheng Ming."

Sikong Longxiang picked up the corner of her mouth. From Yuwen Zongheng's eyes, he saw the trace of fear in the heart of this man.

He looked down on Yuwen Zongheng's fear in his heart. But on the other hand, Yuwen Zongheng performed poorly, and the more he could show his extraordinary Sikong Longxiang.

This time, the ancestors asked themselves and others to plan to kill them. It was really a pleasure.

"Brother Zongheng is right. The ancestor just told me in his heart that our royal Golden Bird Guard has mobilized more than 100 masters and is waiting for my order at any time. This time, let's take a turtle in a jar for the person surnamed Zheng."

"But in addition to paying attention to the Zheng surname, we should also pay attention to Dou Tiancheng and others. I heard that in the Ice Sword Alliance, we also mobilized the power of a hall this time."

Just when the two of them were very excited about discussing, as if Zheng Ming's life was in the palm of the two. They didn't notice that under a dead leaf as big as a palm, a kitten that turned into black was hiding where it was like a stone.

The people from the Ice Sword Alliance were gathering. As long as the Dajin Dynasty was a family with a name and surname, its strength began to gather at this time.

For a time, Zheng Ming gathered countless warriors on the road from Dongsong Academy to Luling Mansion. This time, the danger was naturally several times higher than the nine thousand-mile wilderness road that Zheng Ming took from Luling Mansion to Dongsong Academy.

After all, this time the entire Jin Dynasty was dispatched, with the top strength.

While mobilizing people and honing their younger generations, these strengths also gave this action a good name, Sword Hunting!

Sword is all the sword techniques in Zheng Ming's hand, and hunting is hunting.

The meaning of connecting the two words is to take the sword technique in Zheng Ming's hand, and to treat Zheng Ming, who has the sword technique as a prey.

In a small town a hundred miles away from Dongsong Academy, Luo Jinwu frowned into a big Sichuanzi with a small piece of paper.

The words "Sword Shou" made him feel extremely uncomfortable. After all, he felt that Zheng Ming was very good along the way with Zheng Ming.

But it knew in its heart that just by Luo Jinwu, it could not stop this sword hunting at all, and it was even more difficult to play any role in this sword hunting.

This is a feast with young people as the protagonists of the entire Jin Dynasty for the sake of Kaiyang Jue.

What a bad thing is that Zheng Ming became a hunting prey.

He could think of what Zheng Ming would face, but it could not give Zheng Ming any help. After all, their Luo family, or their Luling Mansion Martial Arts Academy, was really inconspicuous, and no one cared about them at all.

"Grandpa, what happened?" Luo Dongxiong's eyes were full of questions.

Luo Jinwu collected the notes in his hand, pondered for a moment and said, "There is nothing, it's just a few small things."

While talking, he walked back and forth for two steps: "Let's go back to Dongsong Academy and stay in Dongsong City for a few more days. After we get to know the matter, we will return to Luling Mansion."

Luo Dongxiong looked at his grandfather with thoughtful eyes!

Sword hunt, for the warriors at the bottom of the Great Jin Dynasty, is a secret, a secret that they cannot reach.

But for the top strength of the Great Jin Dynasty, this sword hunting is a feast, a feast among the younger generation.

The prize for this kind of feast is the Kaiyang Law, and the prey is naturally Zheng Ming.

It was this sword hunt that made Zheng Ming's name spread for the first time in the Great Jin Dynasty.

However, this kind of publicity is not too glorious, because in the eyes of most people, Zheng Ming, who has become a sword hunting game, is only a dead end.

After all, the ones who participated in this hunt were young strong people among the major forces of the Great Jin Dynasty, and they all led the strength of their respective families.

Although Zheng Ming has made a great reputation in the Ten Thousand Swords, he is just a person after all. More importantly, there is no force behind Zheng Ming to support him.

He was only dead in the siege of many major forces.

In Lu Ling Mansion, only the Cheng family and several eighth-grade families received this news, and these families did not spread the news.

They are not qualified to participate in this sword hunt. They are not even more likely to obtain the sword skills in Zheng Ming's hand. It can be said that they are not qualified to get any benefits in this sword hunt.

There is no benefit. Of course, no one will intervene, and Luming Town Zheng's family will not offend them.

Although Zheng Ming was doomed, at this time, there was a fourth-grade strong man, a black-hearted old man, in charge of the Zheng family.

As a fourth-grade strong man, the old man in black heart has his own news channel. When the news of Jianshou was first heard, the old man in black heart had already received the news.

The black-hearted old man, holding a note and standing up directly from his seat, frowned for a while, and finally sat down again.

The cultivation of the old man with black hearts can prevent him from being afraid of a strength, but he has no choice but to resist the joint efforts of all the strengths of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Especially among those top families and royal families, there are also ancestors who have not taken action for many years. Their cultivation is far higher than that of the black-hearted old man.

The reason why the old man in Hei-Heart was able to live in the Great Jin Dynasty was not only his superb cultivation, but also another reason, that is, the old man in Hei-Heart has never offended himself and cannot afford to offend him over the years.

He has a daughter to take care of, so he dare not offend those great powers.

Now, Zheng Ming has been kind to him, but according to his character, he will not repay his kindness. It is definitely not what a gentleman does.

However, he had a daughter, and his daughter's illness had recovered from the first stage. He must not fight to the death.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" The gentle woman, holding a tray in her hand, walked in with a smile.

Although the woman was still thin at this time, her originally pale face had a hint of rosy.

This is healthy rosy, and this rosy makes the woman look like a blooming flower in late autumn, extremely dazzling and fascinating.

Looking at his daughter, a hint of joy appeared in the eyes of the black-hearted old man. The daughter's recovery was beyond the expectations of the black-hearted old man.

"Oh, daughter, why did you run out? You just leave this thing to the maid, why do you still hold it yourself? What if you are tired?"

There was only one teacup-sized thing on the tray. Even a child would not be tired at all, let alone the girl in front of her, she was already an adult in terms of age.

If you weren't a person who knew the old man in black, you would never have thought that the old man who was a little nagging in front of you was the most famous murderer in the Great Jin Dynasty.

"A little teacup, how can my daughter get tired?" The girl said coquettishly, then put the tray on the table and said, "The lotus seed soup made by Aunt Duanyang is delicious. Let me bring you a bowl to your father, and you can drink it while it's hot."

Looking at the lotus seed soup brought by his daughter's hands, the eyes of the black-hearted old man were filled with tears. At this moment, the softest part in his heart seemed to have been stabbed by something.

His tears were spinning in the corners of his eyes, but in the end, the black-hearted old man still hid the tears in his eyes.

"Hahaha, my good girl has grown up." As the old man spoke, he drank the lotus seed soup in one gulp.

In fact, he didn't drink it at all. What kind of taste does this lotus seed soup taste like?

"Dad, you love drinking so much. I'll give you another bowl. Where is Aunt Duanyang?" The girl could feel her father's feelings. Her eyes were a little red, but she still suppressed her feelings, picked up the bowl of the black-hearted old man, and walked out quickly.

Although the daughter has not fully recovered, the black-hearted old man is still grateful to Zheng Ming at this moment.

Zheng Ming and the Zheng family in Luming Town are they who have given their daughter a chance to survive again.

Although his black-hearted old man could not help him during this sword hunt, it could assure Zheng Ming that the entire Zheng family in Luming Town would not be harmed.

This is the only thing he can do for Zheng Ming. (~^~)
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