Chapter 23 Sword King, Sword Gate, Inn

At present, he was attacked by a boy who looked like a swordsman. As the saying goes, ants bite the elephant to death. Even if it is the ability of a small mosquito, it may not hurt the lion. This is the idea of Qingyu who dares to fight.

With the palm of the swordsman, and with all his strength, how can the bear stand? After the master and servant beside the princess shook their heads, everyone was silent. It was the brothers who came out together. Now...

After the sneak attack failed but was retreated by the sneak attack, Qing Yu took a breath. The first battle was finally a narrow victory, but Xiong Zhan's death moved him.

The master and servant gave the glory to the warrior of Xiong Zhanzu City and let him go with glory and glory.

Everyone was in grief. Only Murong Qiushui watched coldly. Zhi Liufan Buchong and others still had a trace of suspicion about Murong Qiushui. Was it that Murong Qiushui refused to save the bear, so he deliberately stayed a little late, but they didn't say it. Naturally, Qing Yu didn't know. He knew that Murong Qiushui must have done his best. Why? Because if it hadn't been for Murong Qiushui last night, he and others might have been severely damaged or destroyed by the whole army in the forest.

The master and servant looked at the direction of the injury and escape in surprise, and looked at Qingyu's eyes with a trace of admiration. In the past, when he defeated Murong Qiushui, he relied on strength, intelligence and luck, so what did he rely on this time? He found that although he had been with the princess for many years and knew more about what he had seen and heard on the whole continent, he really couldn't see through this little Qin.

"Next is the territory of Jianmen," the master and servant said, "Jianmen does not belong to any of the three forces of the Demon Gate, paganism, and Xuanling First Sect. Just a hundred years ago, it appeared out of thin air. The founder Ling Yun heard that he had reached the strength of the Sword King."

"Sword King?" That's a higher level of horror than the dark melt that has just been driven away. At the level of sword king, it is possible to fly with swords,"

Master and servant,

"It's just that we need to cross the Jianmen this time to continue north and reach the northwest border, which is the base of the first sect of Xuanling. Hey, it's a shame that we can't complete the task by escorting the princess at all. Not to mention countless deaths and injuries along the way, we borrowed some people from Lingzong. After all, they all belonged to the same sect a hundred years ago. ”

Qing Yu really wants to ask a question that she has always wanted to ask. Why, as the princess of the ancestral city and the daughter of the last generation of Xuanling Shizong Yangshen, there is no decent master to protect her safety? You know, Xuanling First Sect can compete with the devil and paganism.

Among the people Qingyu met, the corpse suffering is the strongest, and the next is the dark melt. This is the strong man who can't be beaten by one on his own side and depends on the situation in the group. Can't the huge Xuanling Shizong show a master of such a facade? Even if the sect was scattered and lonely in the past, it would not be reduced to the point of no one, right? Even if there is no master anywhere else, why is there not even a decent master around the princess?

He has a feeling that there is a very powerful master hiding around them. This person may be the most mysterious existence to protect the princess, and the "hidden" that even his own people have deceived is the most hidden. However, the princess and others have never mentioned it to him. He often hinted to Murong Qiushui and others to see if they had found anything, but what disappointed him was that they didn't seem to know what he was talking about. Is all this just his own illusion?

Qing Yu also hoped that this was his illusion. After a few days, there was no movement at all. Just when he secretly melted out and wanted to put the princess to death, no one came out. Qing Yu couldn't help doubting whether it was his nervousness or the energy fluctuation of the giant rat's internal elixir. Do you have some nerves**?

More than ten miles around Jianmen are surrounded by lakes and rivers, which seems to be a paradise, but many people know it.

In this world where swords are used as the standard to measure the level, this heavenly continent, but today's most powerful people are not those who use swords. Is this the loneliness of swords? This huge sword gate, from Zhaimen to Litang, shows a simple demeanor. Not everyone in the door is practicing swords. They don't seem to be very good at sword practice. Persistent, carrying water and clicing firewood, chatting and cheering, very lively.

Qing Yu and others entered the sword gate and immediately attracted the attention of many people.

If you think they are looking at those beautiful women, it's a big mistake. The people here seem to be not to be surprised, but are interested in their clothes. Obviously, the clothes of Qingyu and others will not appear in this area. They chatter around them as if they saw monsters.

After a long time, a steward finally came out and saw Qingyu take the lead, so he came to Qingyu.

"Are you at the top or staying in the hotel?"

"Puff!!!"

Qingyu's body, which had just recovered, almost couldn't help vomiting and bleeding. How dare this place become an inn? Sword Gate!!! How can the sword gate be an inn? Isn't it said that there is Ling Yun, the founder of the Sword King?

Qing Yu and everyone couldn't help but look at the master and servant suspiciously, and the master and servant hurriedly said,

"Please ask your founder..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by someone, "Shit? Create shit? Oh, do you need a cottage? Your face is red. Come with me. You can stay in the guest room first."

Then the man pulled the master and servant away, leaving Qingyu and others with a dull face. Qingyu broke the awkward smile,

"Princess Wanxuan... This.."

Who knew that Princess Wanxuan also blinked her big and touching eyes helplessly,

"Don't ask me, I haven't been here..."

"but..." Zhiliu and others were speechless one after another.

In the guest room, in the evening, everyone discussed and asked the store owner what the scene would be after crossing the river. According to the experience of many years, it was the Rashomon of the independent sect after the blood-breaking forest, and then arrived at the beacon city next to the ancestral city after day teaching, but at the other end of the broken blood forest. , but the range of the two pagan paganism, just need to bypass it. But everyone knows that this is not easy.

"The shopkeeper, may I ask if you have come out of the sword gate here, and you will arrive at the broken blood forest after crossing the river?"

"Ah?" The shopkeeper was surprised,

"Do you ask for directions?"

Qing Yu and others nodded,

"Ask for directions and ask for money!!"

After everyone fainted and paid for it, they were afraid that his news would be wrong and doubled the price, so they knew that there was no big error as the master and servant said.

"Are you going to cross the river overnight? This is dangerous... Well, you can first go to the flower valley in the north of Jianmen to find the owner of Jianmen and borrow people to help you, because there are bloody wolves and murderers after crossing the river!!"

"Blood Wolf Murderer?"

"Well, it is a kind of human mutation. I heard that their ancestor, the demon wolf, was born to a human woman and a wolf, and this family has proliferated like this..."

Qingyu is not surprised. What's wrong with the alien world? If there are only pure people, it is terrible. It is hard to say that the people you see are not human, either gods or angels. Are their claws poisonous or will they become werewolves on moonlight?

Qing Yu's sudden question surprised the store,

"How do you know?"

Qingyu's chill, "Sure enough..."

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