"There are a lot more things here than on the other side." Li Xiuyuan had no intention of leaving in a hurry. Seeing that there was a market above the ferry, he couldn't help but lead his horse to stroll forward.

“It’s backed by the Holy Land, so it’s naturally more lively.”

The monk was not in a hurry to leave. Although Li Xiuyuan wanted to send him to find the Ximen Wuhen brothers and sisters, for some reason, he was still willing to follow Li Xiuyuan.

The two of them walked together and strolled slowly in the market beside the Tongtian River.

Li Xiuyuan, who was holding the horse, was thinking about Murong Zhilan and others leaving as soon as possible so that he would not encounter them on the way to Yinchuan City.

Monk Buli, who was following behind, thought that the ferry should not come back too fast, so that the guy in front of him would naturally follow him to Yinchuan City.

He also knew that the two of them were probably only destined for this road. Once the boy arrived in Yinchuan City, he would set off to explore the ruins deep in the snow-capped mountains in a few days.

The two of them had their own worries and walked through the market in a leisurely manner.

There was a sound of a piano in the distance, which made Li Xiuyuan's eyes light up. Could it be possible that he could meet a close friend by the Tongtian River?

"Monk, go listen to the piano..." Li Xiuyuan turned around and shouted.

Monk Buli chuckled and said, "Monk, you're not surprised. There are often people here playing the harp in the market, just trying to earn some spiritual stones."

"this......"

Li Xiuyuan couldn't find words to describe it for a moment. In his opinion, playing the piano by himself was an elegant thing after all. How could he sell it for money?

Just like him now, he would never use the scriptures he copied and put them up for auction.

Along the way, I saw a girl in purple sitting on the roadside, her face covered by a veil, making it impossible to see her appearance.

Sitting alone in front of the piano table, playing with the strings with bare hands... Li Xiuyuan looked a little dumbfounded.

He has watched his master's wife Li Hongxiu play, he has also watched his disciple Nangong Ruyu's one-day entry into Taoism, and he has even listened to the heavenly sounds of his husband and Master Shura Tianyu.

Then, he had never seen a woman sitting alone on the street, her face covered with a veil, and a fairy tune that did not exist in any genre in his memory floated in the market beside the Tongtian River.

Holding the horse, Li Xiuyuan stood aside and listened quietly.

With the exotic sound of the piano, he was reminded of every moment in his life. Picture after picture slowly emerged in his mind.

When he was five years old, he became his disciple for the first time. At the spring banquet of the Lord of the City, he saw the archery skills of the Princess of the General's Mansion, which made him see Li Hongxiu for the first time.

The gentleman's song was even more amazing, causing many monks to break through the realm after hearing it...

Later, I played the qin alone in the Tianshan Mountains, listening to my two seniors, Old Ape and Old Wolf, and to all the living beings on the Tianshan Mountains.

Later, together with his husband and his wife, he took Mumu to Fangcun Mountain in the Xixuan Territory. After the birds sang in the sky, he played a zither under the pear tree in the small bluestone courtyard to send a message to his old friend.

In order to repay the favor of the emperor, he retreated from the enemy at the Nanyun Tower.

He settled his grudges under Yichun City and put down the rebellion in southern Xinjiang... A warm smile gradually appeared on his face.

But no one could have imagined that God's will would bring about the unknown land and the group taking away Xiaoqing and Mumu, destroying almost everything in his life overnight.

The sound of the piano went from warm to sweet, as if gently tapping the emotions deep in his heart, and then gradually turned melancholy and deserted, as if this world was not worth lingering on, and he wanted to fly away...

The long and lingering sound was like the deep rain on an autumn night. Before he could recover...the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

"Zheng!" a string sounded, and a sword energy cut through the spring wind and came towards Li Xiuyuan, who was intoxicated with the past.

"Crack!" There was a sound, but the monk Buli behind him slashed out a black sword light and blocked the fatal sword strike from the strings for Li Xiuyuan.

Looking at the broken strings on the piano table and recalling the sharp sword energy left in the wind, Li Xiuyuan sighed softly.

Li Xiuyuan raised his head and looked at the purple-clothed girl who was still pressing the strings with her hands and shrouded in gauze. Li Xiuyuan asked: "Excuse me, girl, have I offended you?"

The woman in purple shook her head, and with a wave of her hand, a piece of white cloth slowly flew towards Li Xiuyuan.

He reached out and grabbed the flying white cloth, and saw the face of a young man wearing a mask painted on it. However, as he looked around, there was no trace of his own temperament.

"Am I so ugly?" Li Xiuyuan frowned and said, "With just a mask, do you think I am the person you are looking for?"

Monk Buli said in his ear: "Be careful, I think there will be people in this market who want to cause trouble for you."

Li Xiuyuan sighed and said coldly: "You hold her, and I will go forward... After solving the trouble, I will wait for you on the roadside."

In his eyes, staying with the monk at this time is a trouble, and he cannot drag the monk into trouble because of himself.

"Don't worry, I'll help you hold this woman down, be careful!"

Monk Buli saw that these killers were not here to cause trouble for him, and he also knew that he could not help Li Xiuyuan at the moment. The only thing he could do was not to drag his friends down.

"Ask me why she came to kill me!"

As he spoke, Li Xiuyuan got on his horse, and the little black horse galloped away from the market like a flash of lightning. The girl in purple stamped her foot fiercely and cursed: "Don't run away, little thief!"

"Girl in purple, let's talk." Monk Buli stretched out his hand to block the girl in purple, and asked with a smile: "How old is my friend? He actually provoked Meishan's killer?"

"Monk, how did you know that I am from Meishan?"

The purple-clothed girl's eyes narrowed, and when she saw the monk's eyes showing some confidence, she couldn't help but said sharply: "Senior sister went to the other side to wait for that guy. This guy came over, but there was no news about senior sister..."

How could the smart woman in purple not know such a simple truth?

Looking at Monk Buli, he said bitterly: "Monk, don't block the way, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"So that village girl is your senior sister?"

Monk Buli sighed, looked at her, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Listen to my advice, before that guy has any murderous intentions, hide as far away as you can."

Monk Buli could tell from Li Xiuyuan's eyes that this guy didn't want to hurt the underage girl in front of him.

Otherwise, based on his knowledge, he would be able to kill the purple-clothed and masked girl in front of him with just one sword.

The woman in purple put away the guqin and the zither stand, and was about to get up and chase her forward, but Monk Buli reached out to stop her. He looked at her and said in a solemn voice: "Listen to me, he doesn't want to kill you."

"Where did you come from, monk? Do you want to go against us, Meishan?"

The girl in purple looked at him and said coldly, in her opinion, except for the Holy Land of Snowfield, even the people of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain and Meishan would not take it seriously.

"Me, I come from the depths of the snow-capped mountains...don't you know me?" Monk Buli smiled and said: "Girl in purple, do you want you to go to Yinchuan City with me? Speaking of which, the monks from Meishan were with me.

Like a bandit, are you starting to become a killer?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

The girl in purple ate so much that she wanted to kill the monk with her sword. She stretched out her hand and whistled. In an instant, a red pony came running over with a joyful cry.

Monk Buli was stunned for a moment, looked at him and said with a smile: "Don't ride this horse anymore. Don't rush to die if you have a monk with you."

After speaking, he reached out and grabbed the reins of the little red horse, and said with a faint smile: "Let's go, let's go watch the fun."

...

Like a bolt of lightning, the little black horse rushed out of the market beside the Tongtian River and headed north along the official road.

Li Xiuyuan, who was riding on horseback, murmured to himself: "They think so highly of me that they even send girls as killers. How much hatred do I have against you?"

Li Xiuyuan, who was lying on his horse in the wind and releasing his consciousness, suddenly felt the threat from not far ahead.

Looking from a distance, he saw several masked men in black blocking the way less than fifty feet away from him.

Sighing, he had to jump off the horse, gently patted the little black horse's neck and said: "Go, run farther away, and come back when I call you."

The little black horse looked back at him and ran wildly into the fields beside the official road. As if it sensed danger, the horse disappeared in front of Li Xiuyuan in an instant.

Quietly, he took out the Samsara Sword, unsheathed the long sword, and looked at the three men in black who were rushing towards him. The moment was too short, but in just a moment, the three of them shortened the distance between death and him.

Worrying things can't always be avoided, and I thought that Loulan City's hand was stretched too far.

Li Xiuyuan sighed helplessly, looked at the direction where the little black horse disappeared, took a deep breath, and pointed the Samsara Sword directly at the oncoming man in black.

He could let go of the innocent girl in purple clothes in the market because the girl's music touched his heart.

In his opinion, a woman who can play the heart-stirring music cannot have a bad heart.

However, the men in black in front of them are different. The men in black rushing towards them are cold-blooded killers. They don't need to reason. They just need a cold head to tell their employer about the reward.

With the Samsara Sword in hand, you are ready to cut the snow with one sword at any time!

The sun, which had half of its face exposed in the sky, also hid, and dark clouds floated across the sky. Li Xiuyuan, with the long sword in his hand, quietly watched the black-clothed killer who was about to pounce.

The spring breeze is still cold, and the mountain breeze blows gusts.

A burly man in black rushed over like lightning, and with a loud roar, a bolt of lightning-like sword energy slashed out from his hand. Like Li Xiuyuan, his opponent was also a swordsman.

There is no reason in the eyes of killers. They only see bounties and dead people.

There was no words to explain, and the man in black was seen slashing at Li Xiuyuan who was less than three feet away from him with the sword energy of the realm of refining the void.

The sword energy was slashed out, bringing out a terrifying power. The young man in his eyes would become the soul of the dead under his sword in the next moment!

The sword energy cut through the void, accelerating and accelerating all the way, unstoppably passing through the space in front of the two people, and slashing towards Li Xiuyuan coldly!

The sword is like ice, he wants to behead him with one sword!

Li Xiuyuan did not rush forward to meet his opponent's sword energy, but quickly took two steps back to the roadside of the official road, and was about to step into the ditch before he saw it.

When the long sword of the black-clothed killer turned into a bolt of lightning and slashed towards Li Xiuyuan, he saw another sword energy roaring behind him!

The killers were actually afraid of not being able to succeed in one blow, so they attacked one person after another, hoping to chop off the young man's head in the shortest possible time.

This is the biggest business they have received since the beginning of spring, so naturally they are extremely excited.

The opponent is just a young man, a mortal who has no spiritual veins and has cultivated physical strength for several years. In their eyes, he is a lamb to be slaughtered.

The two low sword sounds came together in the blink of an eye, and struck at Li Xiuyuan's head.

The speed of the shadow behind him was faster, and the power of the sword energy exceeded that of the man in clothes a few feet in front of him. The billowing sword energy made a whining sound in the spring breeze.

"Someone wants to buy your life, so accept your fate, kid!" the man in front finally said.

However, Li Xiuyuan calmed down instantly when he saw the two sword energies that had turned into thunderous force.

Because he has no way to retreat, and if he retreats any further, he will fall into the ditch on the roadside.

The face of the man in black who rushed over changed slightly. He didn't expect the dying young man to be so calm. How could a young man with only a little physical strength compete with him in the Void Refining Realm?

Everything was just an accident between lightning and thunder, and a sword flashed in the wind.
Chapter completed!