"What is the meaning of the hexagram?"

Xiao Se did not let go.

The book boy thought for a while and stood up.

"If it's still negative, it's good luck. If you use nine, you'll see a group of dragons without a leader."

"If it is the yang side, it is a serious disaster. The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is black and yellow. The dragon fights and dies on the desert beach, and its blood flows for thirty thousand miles."

After hearing this, Xiao Se did not continue to ask.

"The weather has changed. Let's go home and collect clothes."

Pedestrians saw the sky was cloudy and thunder was rolling, so they shouted quickly.

"It's strange, things have really changed."

The waiter stuck his head out with a strange look on his face.

Xiao Se sighed, grabbed the copper coin and threw it out.

After the copper coins were thrown out, the dark clouds outside the house dispersed instantly, and the thunder also disappeared.

The book boy seemed to realize it and looked at the sky in horror.

"Thank you!"

The book boy faced Xiao Se, knelt on his knees and said loudly.

Of all the people, he was the only one who knew the consequences of that hexagram best.

Regardless of good or bad luck, he and his disciples will have to pay a heavy price for this.

"Those who calculate fortunes will eventually be liquidated."

Yang An shook his head.

After realizing that something was wrong, he did not use his spiritual consciousness to check the last hexagram.

He doesn't want to inherit the cause and effect inexplicably.

"You're welcome, I'm also afraid that the Taoist Sword Immortal will come and chop off my head with a peach wood sword."

Xiao Se replied with a smile.

"Miss Sikong is back!"

At this time, exclamations resounded in the city again, and the sound was carried throughout Xiaguan City.

Xiao Se looked at Yang An and asked:

"You won't take action?"

"What you said, I'm not in a hurry."

Yang An sat and continued drinking tea.

"Knowing you two is such a hard life."

Xiao Se had a wry smile on his face.

Yang An is not in a hurry, but Lei Wujie is!

He guessed Lei Wujie's purpose of coming to Xueyue City, so he naturally wanted to help Lei Wujie. He thought that Yang An next to him would take action, but he didn't expect that this man was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Lei Wujie is not a match for Sikong Qianluo yet. If Sikong Qianluo defends the fourteenth floor, Lei Wujie may lose.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Se came out.

"It's hard to get these eight hundred taels!"

Xiao Se sighed, and walked out by stepping on the clouds and riding the wind.

"Stepping into the realm of clouds is so elegant."

Yang An looked at Xiao Se as if he was flying away and said.

He has understood the meaning of stepping on the clouds, and his steps are much brisker, but as desolate as they are, there is still a slight gap. They are both stepping on the clouds, but there is still a difference.

Stepping on the clouds and riding the wind to practice to the Fuyao state is the best light skill in the world.

After the desolation floated out, I saw a man standing in front of Sikong Qianluo, yawning and looking like he hadn't woken up.

"Xiao Se? Why are you stopping me?"

Sikong Qianluo saw clearly who was coming.

She had seen Xiao Se on the way to Jiulong Temple.

"The one at Dentian Pavilion is my friend!"

Xiao Se pointed at Dengtian Pavilion.

"Is this why you stopped me?"

Sikong Qianluo got off his horse and pointed his gun at Xiao Se.

"yes."

After Xiao Se finished his reply, the cyan figure was erratic.

Sikong Qianluo's spear flew out and stabbed Xiao Se.

The green figure stepped back a long distance.

The spear missed the target, he stepped forward and swept forward with the spear.

The cyan figure jumped slightly and stood on top of the gun.

"Xiao Se, you pissed me off."

Sikong Qianluo put away his gun, but the aura on his body was like a violent storm.

"The wind stops!"

The wind on the entire long street stopped almost instantly.

"Wind blows!"

As Sikong Qianluo shouted, the wind in the street seemed to hover over her spear in an instant.

As soon as the spear moved, the spring breeze swept through the street, and everyone rushed towards Xiao Se.

Xiao Se walked on the clouds again, but the speed was just a bit different.

Sikong Qianluo's spear flew away with the wind at extremely high speed.

"Ding!"

A copper coin flew out of the restaurant and hit the tip of the gun.

The gun tip finally missed the target at the last minute.

The desolation took advantage of this and drifted away, so free and unrestrained.

"I won't block the road anymore."

Xiao Se looked at Sikong Qianluo and stepped aside.

At this time, a retinue rushed back from the direction of Dengtian Pavilion and shouted:

"Miss, that man has gone up to the fourteenth floor, and Senior Brother Tang Lian has gone to guard him."

When Sikong Qianluo heard that there was someone guarding the place, he was no longer anxious. After looking at the tavern, he looked at Xiao Se with a puzzled look on his face.

"Is that person at Dentian Pavilion really your friend?"

Sikong Qianluo asked doubtfully.

"That's right."

Xiao Se nodded.

"Then you actually asked your friend to challenge Senior Brother. Senior Brother is stronger than me. After practicing three months ago, his martial arts skills are already superior to those of some elders."

Sikong Qianluo didn't know whether Xiao Se was helping his friends or hurting them.

"If it's Tang Lian, that's fine."

Xiao Se smiled.

"It's the fifteenth floor."

On the side, Yang An put down his wine glass. He still preferred drinking to hot tea.

The strongest wine he had ever drunk was Bear Bile Liquor, which had the best effect. Unfortunately, all the wine he had brought from the Yang family had been consumed.

A cup after a meal will not only make your body stronger, but also improve your physical fitness.

He returned to the tavern desolately.

Sikong Qianluo walked into the tavern with his gun in hand.

"I remember you, your name is Yang An, and you fought against my father."
To be continued...