During these days when Lin Manliuye was listening to his journey back to the west, some seemingly unrelated things were quietly happening in other places. Hangzhou where he started and Yuezhou where he did not go again were the most lively.

Hangzhou

After the official opening of Yijian Villa, both the new guests and old acquaintances of Lu Fengbai rushed to Hangzhou to settle in Yijian Villa. It showed a new and good atmosphere in the world. Under the grand scene, some old sects or old sects around them could not help but

It was the enemy who started making some plans.

Some young talents in the villa were also selected by Lu Fengbai and Chong Ying to teach them some skills, and followed Mr. Mo's instructions to prepare for related sect matters.

Yuezhou

A few days after the Qingming Festival, Qi Xuan, a disciple of Fengxue Grand View Tower, was injured and returned to Yuezhou. He did not return directly to the door to recover. He was recognized in a restaurant and told about the sword competition in the school. The sound of ridicule was heard.

Qi Xuan's ears rang, and he still remembered how these people bowed their heads in front of him a month ago, but now they were being insulted this time.

Qi Xuan held the scabbard of his sword with his left hand and looked coldly at the group of people who were laughing at him. Unexpectedly, he was kicked from behind by someone. He used his right hand to support the ground as a habit, and the stinging sensation spread all over the place.

All over his body, he remembered that the tendon of his right hand had been directly severed by the boy in a short shirt.

"Isn't this our Senior Brother Qi? Why is he looking for a place to rest and sleep before it gets dark?".

"Senior Brother Qi, get up quickly. It's very cold on the ground. Senior Brother Qi, you'd better go and find your Senior Sister Lu in that gentle village. We outside disciples are so envious of her."

"Yes, yes, resting here will not give you as much pleasure as going to see Senior Sister Lu's romance."

...

Listening to these strange words that kept coming from around him, Qi Xuan could only fall to the ground. It turned out that he had the strength to stand up again, but when he heard the three words of Senior Sister Lu, he seemed to have completely lost his energy.

He was lying there in a state of vitality, like a dead man, with his lifeless eyes gradually turning a deathly gray color.

"You guys bully Junior Brother Qi Xuan and get seriously injured, are you worthy of being disciples of Fengxue Grand View Tower with us? Don't let me see you, get out of here!" A slightly angry voice came from outside the restaurant,

Qi Xuan naturally heard it too, but he still just lay on the ground without moving.

Those outer disciples who were sarcastic and sarcastic about Qi Xuan all left the restaurant without a trace after hearing the news. A man in gray robe walked in from outside the restaurant. His clothes were similar to Qi Xuan's, but there were some differences in the pattern. He hurriedly

He walked in and wanted to help Qi Xuan, who fell to the ground.

But his movements were still in a half-crouched position, "Junior Brother Qi, Junior Brother Qi, I am your Senior Brother Xu." Senior Brother Xu said with a nervous look, but his hands did not move close to Qi Xuan on the ground.

At this time, Qi Xuan, who was lifeless, slowly said: "Greetings to Senior Brother Xu...".

Hearing that Junior Brother Qi on the ground could still speak out the words in the club, a hint of gloom suddenly flashed across Senior Brother Xu's originally pitiful and merciful face, and it disappeared in an instant. He moved his gaze to the long sword held tightly in Qi Xuan's left hand.

"Junior brother is currently ill. Let him keep the sword given by the master for him." As he spoke, senior brother Xu reached out to grab the long sword on the ground. He saw Qi Xuan's left hand tightened with force from nowhere.

Holding the long sword tightly, he turned his head to look at Senior Brother Xu behind him, his eyes were determined, and his eyes showed that he didn't want to let go.

Seeing this, Senior Brother Xu raised the corners of his mouth in a weird arc. He was smiling, and he was smiling wildly. He didn't want to hide his original intention of coming here, so he directly grabbed the hilt of the long sword, and already thrust his foot into it.

He blocked Qi Xuan's waist and turned around to stop himself.

A stinging sensation came from Qi Xuan's back. The veins on his face swelled as he stared fiercely at Senior Brother Xu who was trying to snatch his long sword. At the same time as he roared, the long sword was trampled by his own man.

Pull out the scabbard.

"Junior brother Qi no longer has to learn swordsmanship from his master in the future. Senior brother will do the work for him."

The low roar and the sound of the sword being unsheathed were mixed together. It was wonderful for Senior Brother Xu to be immersed in such an atmosphere. It was just like the beauty in the alley of the Crossing Station a few days ago. It made him associate the two things together.

He was so enthusiastic that he stepped on Qi Xuan harder and harder. He seemed to have thought of the scene where he was wielding a sword and being accompanied by countless beauties, but when the sword was completely drawn out, he was stunned.

This long sword only has half of its blade...it is a broken sword.

"Why! That's why, even if you, a loser, have been crippled, you can't even defend yourself with a sword... You still have the nerve to come back, and you actually have the nerve to return to Yuezhou." Senior Brother Xu roared,

His beautiful fantasy was shattered by the broken sword. He went crazy, he was angry, and he couldn't understand why it was like this when he finally held the sword in his hand.

The right foot he originally stepped on directly kicked Qi Xuan's abdomen with force, kicking him very far and smashing three wine tables in a row. It seemed that he did not relieve his anger, and walked straight to Qi Xuan's position with a gloomy face, holding the cup in his hand.

The broken sword looked coldly at the person on the ground who was trying to get up.

"Since the sword is dead... Junior Brother Qi, let's die too... Senior Brother will give you a ride. Oh, by the way, Senior Sister Lu has been very close to me recently, Junior Brother Jiuquanxia can also feel at ease

"Senior Brother Xu said to the useless man on the ground with a playful smile.

Before he finished speaking, a sword slashed down. Qi Xuan looked at the sword coming towards him like a cold wind. Originally, he couldn't dodge the sword, but when he heard the words behind him, he instinctively

He handed the scabbard out in his hand, and he remembered the sound of metal clashing. He caught it, and Qi Xuan was able to block the slash, but the scabbard also fell to the ground. He no longer had the energy to grab it.

scabbard.

"How dare you resist, you loser! Let's see if I don't cut you into pieces." Seeing that he missed a single blow, Senior Brother Xu prepared to strike again.

"That's enough, take him back." A scolding sound came from outside the door, interrupting the sword that was about to be handed out.

Senior Brother Xu hurriedly turned to the door, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I understand, Senior Brother Yan, Junior Brother Qi and I are joking around." After saying that, he turned around and looked at Qi Xuan who fell to the ground, and threw the broken sword away.

In front of Qi Xuan.

Qi Xuan, who was lying on the ground, quietly looked at the broken sword on the ground. In his mind, he saw a beautiful figure in gray, dancing the sword in the wind and snow, while he watched silently from the corner of the corridor...

..but he was repeating the words "Yijian Villa, Ye Dangting, you wait..." in his mouth.

Some of the accompanying disciples in the building found the support and then took the disabled Qi Xuan to the Fengxue Grand View Tower.

It was not until April 24th that news came from the Fengxue Grand View Tower that Qi Xuan ran away on his own, taking only the broken sword with him, and no one knew his trace again.

Qianzhou

A group of people from three religions and nine sects secretly gathered in the Yangfeng Valley area. Everyone stayed here to enjoy the scenery. Sometimes there would be some quarrels, but someone would persuade them and everyone would end up laughing.

At the same time, in a dense forest in Juzhou, two riders were galloping forward, preparing to pass through Juzhou and go directly to Jianmen Pass.

"Why don't you go to Juzhou City to buy some things before continuing on your journey?" Ye Dang heard the imperial horse in front of him jokingly say.

"No need, we have been delayed too much due to the detour, and the news we have heard now is too weird. It would be better to return to southern Xinjiang as soon as possible," Lin Manliu responded from behind.

"Okay, just go straight to Jianmen Pass and then enter southern Xinjiang. Except for bypassing Yuezhou, you will go eastward first and return. You will not encounter the caravan that set out first. I will ask you all the way and there is no news.

We need to do some research after we return to southern Xinjiang." Ye Dangting thought for a moment and said.
Chapter completed!