Chapter 82 The Inquiries of Muyan Farewell My Concubine

"Brother Swords, what should I do?" Shun'er looked at the swordsman with embarrassment, his face was full of panic, and she was happy to go shopping and buy them all for herself. Look at those brands, such as girl cards and young age cards, all for your own use,

"Do you still want to walk back? Boss"

"Forget it. I'll ask Wanrong to buy it in a few days. Let's go back first."

When I walked to the "Honggui Inn", it was already before the fainting (before dusk: the Asian continent was divided into 15 hours, and before the fainting was one of the 15 hours). The swordsman looked up and looked up at the pale yellow sky: "We have a rest here for one night and will return to Jimo Villa tomorrow."

"The boss has a wise idea. I agree with both hands"

"Brother pervert, are you going to go to Yihongyuan?"

"Look at what you said, I'm that kind of person. Am I the kind of person who runs to Yihongyuan every day?" Dugu picked flowers and stared at Shuner proudly: "This time I'm going to go to the 'Hundred Flower Tower'."

In an instant, a contemptuous look came out: "I knew you were so promising."

"Big." Dugu Caihua behind the sword clan shouted sadly. The sword clan walked into the inn without looking back: "What's the matter?"

"I'm out of money. Send me off."

Listening to the sad and decisive call of Dugu picking flowers, the sword clan was not angry: "Noon, didn't I give you a thousand taels?"

Dugu Caihua heard it and cried darkly: " boss, you can't abuse your men so much. Those rouge gouache are all my money, and the fan, grandma's 300 taels, is also my money."

The swordsman coughed violently, took out a pile from his arms and threw it directly to Dugu to pick flowers, pretending to be profound: "For the sake of your filial piety, this is your salary this month."

Zhou'er listened to the strange tone of the sword clan, and had long laughed forward and backward, and the flowers and branches were chaotic.

Dugu Caihua looked at the sword clan strangely, gritted his teeth and spit out two words fiercely: "Pretense 13."

"Go, everyone has a good sleep after dinner. Pick flowers, go and wake up Wanrong.

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" boss, I'm going out." In the dark, Dugu picked flowers and got up and looked at the swordsmen who were cross-legged and ready to meditite.

"Go ahead." The swords are not surprised by the act of picking flowers.

With a "kazhai" sound, Dugu Caihua has opened the door and went out. The swordsman really seems to have gone in the direction of "Baihua Tower". Is there any top card in the "Baihua Tower"? The swordsman's mind stopped here and did not think about it any more.

The swordsman took out the true qi of Dantian and ran slowly along the meridians. The operation of the cold ice true qi of the water attribute brought not only a bath to the meridians, but also a kind of marrow washing and nourishing the spirit. The cold and cold true qi not only made the room cooler, but also covered the sword clan's body with a layer of white fog. Particles the size of rice cover the sword clan.

This time, the swordsman ran along the meridians and inadvertently saw the wood green true qi. The wood attribute true qi and the cold ice true qi were running slowly. When the cold ice qi washed the marrow and nourished the spirit, the trace of wood attribute true qi beat and repaired its meridians like a little child.

The swordsman couldn't figure out why such a phenomenon happened in their bodies for a while.

Dantian, which was once exhausted, gradually returned to the peace of the past under the continuous rotation of the true spirit of the swordsman. The whole Dantian seemed to be covered with ice and fog, and a trace of green gas disappeared in the white fog, which seemed to be haunted.

I don't know how long time has passed, and the swordsmen who have been practicing don't know when it is. Time slowly flowed in this quiet color. The white fog-filled Dantian gradually overflowed. The true spirit overflowed under the control of the swordsman and gradually surrounded the whole inn. Of course, the swordsman knew that this was a danger. Dangerous behavior, the powerful aura in this darkness, naturally, those ordinary people will not be aware of it at all, but if there are some good masters of more than six floors in the inn.

These people can naturally detect the behavior of the sword clan and fight back, which will cause misunderstandings in the world. The swordsman exuded all the superfluous true qi, and the overflowing true qi dissipated in a while, and the whole room returned from the cold winter to midsummer.

The swordsman checked their Dantian, and everything was in good condition. He returned to the eight-layer state of Shuntian Realm, and the sword clan quickly withdrew his perception, and the powerful aura disappeared completely. It's as if nothing happened in the inn.

A slight "kabi" came from the cabinet next to it. The swordsman, who had just recovered his true spirit, jumped out of the bed and floated towards the door. As soon as the swordsman floated to the door, a strong true anger rushed to him. The swordsman turned his head slightly and wiped his hair and flew by. At this time, a whisper came: "Kid came out Come on."

This voice is very familiar to the swordsman. More than that, this true breath also makes the swordsman very familiar. The swordsman kicked the door open. The dark white clothes are like snow, and the cold true qi naturally flew out of the swordsman's acupuncture points, forming a large aura.

Under the demon moon, the skirt and hair of the sword clan danced with the wind. Standing opposite the sword clan were indeed two middle-aged men in gray robes. Before the two middle-aged people on the opposite side could speak, the sword clan had already asked, "I don't know what the two predecessors of Daojun Jiansheng have learned."

That's right, it's not the pair of sword saints standing opposite the sword clan, but who it is? Under the glory of the demon moon, the * in the hand of Longyang Canjun gently scratched, and a trace of true air emerged from the blade under the flow of knife light: "Yike City hides dragons and crouching tigers, go to the forest."

The swordsman was a little hesitant: "Some people's door hasn't closed yet. There are many thieves at night."

"You don't have to worry about it." With a soft shout, Muyan said goodbye to Ji's long sword twice and miraculously closed the two doors: "Suo Shaoxia, let's go to the forest."

When the swords saw the two doors closed, they had to fly out of the city with two long-known heroes. The three white shadows quickly disappeared between the alleys of the city. The three flew to the city wall. At this time, the two swordsman and the swordsman were connected with their feet on the edge of the wall. The flying dust fell gently, and the two heroes had already crossed the wall between the leaps. At this time, the sword clan's luck reached the bottom of its feet, and a true spirit rushed back. The sword clan launched a "shaky up" and floated to the height of the city wall. The sword clan rushed straight forward without missing the opportunity to step on the snow.

The sword saint didn't care at all. The three continued to shuttle between the mountains and forests, and soon came to an empty place. The swordsman slowly landed from the air, and the white clothes floated down with the night wind; "I don't know what the two predecessors have learned."

"How did the public loser and die?" Longyang Canjun pulled out*, and the tip of the knife pointed straight at the sword clan. The long sword in Muyan's Farewell Ji's hand was even more unyielding, and the tip of the sword flying by the cold light made people feel cold.

The swordsman did not say anything, but his heart turned upside down. It seems that the two people in front of him have guessed something. Thinking of this, the swordsman's heart can't help jumping fiercely. If he admits it, the temporary consequences are absolutely unimaginable. I just don't know how far the truth the two people know in front of them has been investigated.

"Cold-faced swordsman, can't you speak?" Seeing the silence of the sword clan, Longyang Canjun no longer called the sword clan Wei Shaoxia, but called the Jianghu name.

"What do the two seniors want to say? You might as well say it."

Muyan's eyes slowly closed, and the long sword was also taken back. Longyang Canjun next to him was a little puzzled: "Farewell, what are you?"

"Son of the old man, how can we elders face each other so much?" Mu Yan's farewell girl sighed: "He is really like his father. He hides everything in his heart and doesn't tell anyone."

Longyang Canjun also seemed to feel it, * took back the scabbard: "We are just suspicious. Now that the body of the superior has been found, the two of us saw some frozen dead muscles on the body. When we first touched it, it was no different from the ice, and those frozen and dead muscles showed However, it is not the ice magic of the Yi clan that can do it. On the contrary, you are the only one who can practice the real qi to the temperature of ice.

The swordsman is still silent, and he has understood a general idea in his heart.

Muyan said, "Don't worry. Those frozen dead muscles quickly become no different from the temperature of normal death. We come to you just because we can be sure to kill the superiors. You must have done this matter. We want to know the reason now."

"Kad, you're not chasing jade for the ghost, are you?" Longyang Canjun was a little worried: "People who have been on the ninth floor of Shuntian do not seem to be very resistant to the pursuit of jade."

Seeing the silence of the swordsman as always, Muyan's farewell girl didn't know what she thought of. Tears fell down and were no longer a chivalrous demeanor: "Silly child, how can you kill someone? The reputation of the superior is in the world, and it can even be compared with your father in those years. What will your father think if you do this? What will your miserable mother think of you?

The swordsman was a little touched, and the calm mind suddenly stirred up countless ripples, like waves in the sea.

"Don't you want to tell us? Do you have to tell Jian Fengliu, or your majesty today, to tell the truth?"

The swordsman came out of their silent thoughts, and the heart mirror that had just set off a storm was immediately like Gujing Wubo: "If I tell you, will you choose to believe me or the truth on the body?"

"We will look for evidence. As long as you are innocent, there will be evidence to prove your innocence in this world." Longyang Canjun is resolute.

"There is no evidence that my innocence has disappeared from this world."

"Why?" Daojun Jiansheng spoke with one voice.