"They want to use this to make waves in the Middle Earth, and then make a comeback while the chaos is in trouble." Gongsun Shilian said in a deep voice.

Liu Zangyue nodded, "Actually, this is nothing. Perhaps for Junior Brother Luo, it is an opportunity."

"Chance?"

"The owner Gongsun should have arranged the itinerary for him." Liu Zangyue asked.

Gongsun Shilan nodded, "I will take him to Quandu to participate in the sword appraisal of Shenfeng, and then move to see the situation again."

"Quandu?" Liu Zangyue was slightly stunned. The original body of Quandu was the Longquan Sword Furnace, which was the most prosperous place in the world. Even the moonlight cut in the middle of the night and the raindrops that were magnificent in the cloudy sky contained sword energy, which attracted many swordsmen and even sword sects from all over the world to come. Over time, the desolate land that was originally far away showed a prosperous scene, and even the name was changed to "Quandu". The Ten Thousand Sword Cave of the No. 1 sword-making family in the world, the Tianjian Pavilion, which rated the world's famous swords, and the five major sects that used swords led by Tingyu Sect and Longyin Sword Sect, all gathered here.

Liu Zangyue thought about it for a while and said with a smile: "That's easy to do."

"Along the way, the Fusang Anrong organization will definitely attack Junior Brother Luo in secret, and all you have to do is to avoid his edge and lead them to Quandu. Then, let Junior Brother Luo defeat them under the eyes of thousands of people in Quandu."

"Those Fusang Ninjas dare to enter the Quandu?" Although Gongsun Shilian understood Liu Zangyue's intention, she wanted Luo Feiyu to take the first step to become famous in the world under the eyes of many people in the martial arts world. But she was still puzzled. In her opinion, Fusang Anran was at best just a killer organization in the dark. No matter how bold and arrogant he was, he would never dare to cause storms in the spring with dense sword energy.

"You don't know Anran's ninjas." Liu Zangyue narrowed her eyes slightly, "They are the most terrifying people I have ever seen."

"No one of the killers I have ever seen knows better than them to endure, their willpower, their belief in pursuing death, and the proud normative mottos, can drive them to make a devastating act in desperate situations."

Gongsun Shilan suddenly remembered the ninja who wanted to have a caesarean section before he died and pulled them to die together, and couldn't help but shivered.

"Then...Is there a chance of winning against Luo Feiyu against them?"

"I have lived in Fusang for a while. In their words, Anling is the soil for burying all living beings. They all named themselves after plants or animals and insects that live on the soil." Liu Zangyue hesitated for a long time and said the next sentence, "Do you know Naihe Bridge?"

"Naiheqiao appeals to Naihe, Mengpo is making Mengpo soup. One of the two original killer organizations in Gusu." Gongsun Shilan paused and added: "And Mengpo's true identity of Naiheqiao is the eldest lady of Liuyue Villa, Liu Biran."

Liu Zangyue sighed, a little guilt flashed in her eyes, and then continued, "Naihe Bridge was actually created by me who imitated this Anran. Everyone has a nickname related to their own moves, and Anran is no exception. Since they are named after this, they must have a corresponding connection with those creatures. As for these, they will leave them to you to guess."

At this time, the sky was dawn and the night rain stopped. Liu Zangyue looked up and looked into the distance, "That's all I said, it's time for me to leave."

"About that matter, I, Dai Biran, say sorry to you." Liu Zangyue began to turn around.

"No." Gongsun Shilian shook her head and said with a smile: "When he wakes up, let him tell me."

Liu Zangyue was stunned for a moment. When she turned her back to Gongsun Shilian and Luo Feiyu, she smiled bitterly: "If I could believe him like you back then, it might have been different. At least I wouldn't be like this, carrying shackles forward like now."

"Everything will be done as you wish, seniors don't have to draw a jail." Gongsun Shilan stood up.

"But I have no intention of letting go." Liu Zangyue waved her hand and said goodbye, "It's a pity that when I met Junior Brother Luo, I was in my twilight years, and his youthful aura slowly faded away due to the grievance of Xue's injustice. Since I can no longer get out, can he still return to the youth?"

"It's okay, when he finishes this, he will still be the young man." Gongsun Shilan said firmly, then shook his head and changed his mouth: "No, he will still be the young man on this road of pursuing his dreams!"

"So, I hope that next time I meet, he will be the boy he used to be." Liu Zangyue stood up.

"Like, you told me."

Changbai thousands of miles away.

There is no snowfall.

A man in a long robe and holding a strange sword stood at the top, and a pure white sword energy spread out from his sword.

There were two people standing at the foot of the mountain.

The old man in the gray robe was Xie Wensheng, who was known as a stranger who was not a doctor.

The other one was a blue-topped woman who came to Changbai Mountain to find her sword for Gu Han's sword sheath more than two years ago. She stood in the boundless snow without any sense of incongruity.

Because she was as cold as snow.

Even Xie Wensheng, who had been living for hundreds of years and had eaten many insects and tasted many herbs and practiced the body of being invincible, couldn't help but shivered when he stood beside the woman in the blue tent. But she thought she hadn't seen it, and still looked up at the man on the top.

It seemed as if he was the only one among heaven and earth.

"You came here two years ago and reported to your house that you are the daughter of Baibi Sword Lord?" Xie Wensheng rubbed his hands and asked.

Facing the miracle doctor that everyone admires in the martial arts world, the woman in the blue tent just responded and nodded without saying a word.

Xie Wensheng was not angry, and flipped his eyes, which were all black and white, "The White Bird Sword Lord is a man of birth to the world. He lives in Kunlun all day long. But whenever the Sword Pavilion wants to evaluate the Five Swords or the Tianji Pavilion wants to issue a martial arts list, he will enter the world and sweep across the Central Plains martial arts world. No one can defeat it. Over time, he consolidated the name of the Five Swords. It is said that his sword came out like a white bird, killing the divine bird called Qinyuan on Kunlun Mountain, which is as big as a mandarin duck, and also cutting off the divine water hanging from the fairy river in the sky."

The woman in the blue tent was unmoved before she praised her father and replied lightly: "So what?"

"The white bird's sword fell to shock the gods, and the snow flew across the Kunlun Mountains." Xie Wensheng sighed: "How could such a peerless and pure swordsman, such a powerful father, who has only experienced a defeat in his life, be so unbearable, daughter?"

The woman in the blue tent said with a blank expression: "What?"

Xie Wensheng raised his head, looked at the man in the robe standing at the top of the top with a sword, and smiled and said, "If I remember correctly, you have fought with him in the past two years."
Chapter completed!