Xie Wensheng smiled inappropriately and said, "A eunuch actually wants to covet a woman?"

Yuwei leaned slightly in one direction and said, "Senior Xie, my master said that he admires you very much and hopes that you can choose a good time to visit Luoyang City."

Xie Wensheng was silent in the dark. He did not expect that this eunuch from Luoyang could reveal his identity in one word. What is the origin of the "master" behind this eunuch?

Ling Jianqiu frowned and said, "Woman?"

Yuwei nodded, "Yes, a woman who was saved by Senior Xie."

"It's her." Ling Jianqiu understood immediately and looked directly at Yujing with stern eyes, "What do you want her to do?"

Yujing said slowly: "Tianji Pavilion has been without a pavilion master for a hundred years. For the lifeline of the martial arts world and the prosperity of the world, my master has made a decision with King Jing to establish another pavilion master for Tianji Pavilion."

Ling Jianqiu asked: "Master of Tianji Pavilion, why did you choose a weak woman?"

Yuwei asked back: "There are so many retreats in the world, why did King Anlan choose the far north where the snowflakes are flying? As far as I know, the swordsmanship that King Anlan is currently practicing has nothing to do with the cold."

Ling Jianqiu said in a deep voice: "You know me very well."

"Above the court, the vastness of the country, the distance of the rivers and lakes, everything is under the control of my master. Even the places arranged by Tianji Pavilion that are not accessible to the public, my master also knows it very well." Yu Wei said with a smile.

"What does he want to do if he knows so much?" Ling Jianqiu tightened his grip on the sword hilt.

"For the world." Yu Wei replied sternly, "for everything among all living beings, for everyone in the world to be able to choose what they want in their hearts."

"Even King Anlan is no exception!"

Ling Jianqiu pressed his sword against Yu Wei's body, his expression no longer calm, his eyes flashed with sharp light, and the surrounding snow melted instantly!

Yu Wei managed to avoid it, but his sleeve still accidentally brushed against the sword's edge and turned into ashes, revealing the dense white bones underneath.

Ling Jianqiu struck out with another sword.

Yuwei hurriedly formed a dark barrier, but within a moment, the remaining sword energy broke through the barrier. He was knocked back more than ten steps and shouted tremblingly: "King Anlan can aspire to be the best in the world with his sword skills alone."

, why do you need to be a down-and-out prince with no territory!"

Ling Jianqiu was still sitting there and suddenly sheathed his sword.

Although he has not left Changbai Mountain for half a year, senior Xie Wensheng has not hesitated to praise his swordsmanship during these six months, which is enough to rank among the best in the world and without any defeat among his peers.

Yuwei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Only now does King Anlan know what my master wants, but my master has always known what King Anlan wants."

"Destroy Liang Yang and restore Loulan!"

Ling Jianqiu lowered his head slightly, as if acquiescing.

Yuwei smiled and said: "But my master is not satisfied with this. He believes that martial arts can rule the country, and Ge can bring peace to the country. He firmly believes that King Anlan's excellent swordsmanship can not only stabilize Loulan, but also the world!"

Xie Wensheng, who was observing the Gu insects, was suddenly startled. Even though he had lived for a hundred years, he still felt a bone-piercing chill at this moment!

If such words were said in Luoyang City, no matter how powerful the eunuch was behind him, he would be punished by Ling Chi within a few moments.

King Anlan, a prince who had lost his territory, could actually become the emperor of Liangyang in the words of him and the master behind him!

"..." Ling Jianqiu was silent for a moment and said calmly: "The position of emperor? I'm not interested."

Yuwei nodded and said: "Our master also understands this, so he specially prepared another big gift for this."

"King Anlan came to Changbai this time not only to practice the exquisite sword heart technique without being disturbed by the world, but also to take out a sword buried deep under Changbai Mountain."

"This sword is very important to you, King Anlan."

Although Ling Jianqiu's face was calm, he was secretly frightened in his heart. In the Kingdom of Loulan, everyone with royal blood was born to practice a kind of Zhiyang Desert Flame Burning Heart Technique. However, practicing the Sword Heart Technique to perfection requires everything to be in the center, the body

There are no external connections and no distractions. Therefore, the ultimate burning of the Desert Flame Burning Heart Technique has become the biggest obstacle for Ling Jianqiu to break through the Sword Heart Technique.

But there is a sword in the world. The scabbard is locked in Kunlun, and the sword body is trapped in Changbai. When the sword is taken out, everyone in the cold pool swallows it, and everything freezes. The second-ranked extremely cold sword in the famous sword list, Gu Han.

In the past six months, he repeatedly tried to break through Changbai Mountain and take out the sword blade, but it seemed to contain a very strong sword energy and could not be broken no matter what.

Yuwei noticed Ling Jianqiu's hesitation and hurriedly stepped forward, "My master can help King Anlan take out this sword. At the same time, he will be waiting for your arrival in Luoyang City."

"At that time, we should cooperate inside and outside to jointly break the foundation of Liangyang!"

"Okay." Ling Jianqiu was silent for a moment and nodded.

Outside Gusu City.

Green smoke fills the air, and flowers dance on the other side.

The petals on the other side suddenly changed direction and surged towards Luo Feiyu.

At this moment, Luo Feiyu only had fear in his heart.

It's not the fear of staring into the abyss of death, but the fear of the organization Naihe Bridge.

His moves are unorganized, like ghosts, and he can recreate those long-lost evil secrets.

Although he possesses countless sword skills and is blessed by sword veins, in front of this secret technique that has neither sword energy nor sword skills, his Qi Absorption Technique has no place to be used, and its shortcomings gradually become apparent. He can only stand dryly.

Here, you suffer endless torture.

Mr. Guzhou had already expected that with a flick of his fingertips, the gorgeous folding fan suddenly disintegrated into hundreds of silver needles, rushing toward the petals.

The petals collided with the silver needle and were immediately cut apart.

One petal, then two petals, three petals, blood-red flower fluid oozes from the split, which is particularly charming.

"No!" Mr. Guzhou was shocked and wanted to block it.

But it's a step too late.

Those other shore flowers have flown in front of Luo Feiyu, very close at hand.

Luo Feiyu stared at the swarming flowers of the other side, and the fear in his heart was so extreme that he forgot about death.

The woman in red controlled the flowers on the other side and said, "The road to Santu River is almost over. Let's meet again in the next life."

Suddenly, it snowed.

Snow fell on the other side of the flower, causing the other side of the flower to stand still for a moment.

Then, the other side flower actually burned and turned into ashes.

The woman in red frowned fiercely, "Snow falling in June can also cause flower petals to burn. How is this possible?"

The green-faced fang took off the green mask, revealing the originally pale mask. He looked at the snowflakes and remained silent.

"What pure sword energy." Mr. Guzhou had practiced swordsmanship for several years. He caught a snowflake and recognized it immediately.

Luo Feiyu felt a vague sense of familiarity from these snowflakes, so he gently handed out his sword and caught the snowflakes.

Sword Vein, Qi Extraction Technique.

Immediately, the sword energy on the sword surged!

The green-faced fang sighed inaudibly and looked at the woman in red.

The woman in red also looked at him and frowned, "You didn't want to see me fail again, so you asked me to go back?"

The green-faced fang nodded.

In a mission, if a killer fails to kill the person he should kill, then her mission is a failure.

Some killers are able to make a comeback after experiencing failure.

Some killers, however, leave their lives forever on the other side of the Santu River.

You are the latter.
Chapter completed!