Chapter 1: Meeting again on a narrow road (Part 1)

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Qingyu waved the whisk in her hand and said with a fake smile:

"Qingyu has not left Chengdu for many years, how could he appear in Xinzhou? I don't know who the Huangfu Si you mentioned is.

Besides... Yama Luodian has been exterminating the religion for hundreds of years, so don't make alarmist remarks here. "

Hu Luanjiao looked at Qingyu, then at Wang Qi'an, shook the gourd and wine pot in his hand, and said:

"Old Master Qingyu, what kind of young ambassador do you think this little baby is? Do you have any evidence?"

Qingyu's face showed color and she said:

"Brother Hu has got to the point. Master Lu, please show me the things for everyone to see."

The short Taoist Dong Zhenzi took out a scroll from his arms and said with a sinister smile:

"I found this from the bandits who were killed in Jinshan Temple. On it are clearly painted the important figures of the temple besides the Holy Lord. You can take a closer look."

Dong Zhenzi unfolded the scroll and saw eight heads on it.

Wang Qi'an's face happens to be ranked first.

"Young envoys, messengers, three envoys, three envoys, and three envoys... It was this person who was killed in Jinshan Temple...Three envoys, three..."

Dong Zhenzi explained while pointing at the portrait.

The person his fingers rested on was the young man in gray who had his arm cut off by Du Qianqiu's bladeless sword.

The man in yellow shirt who was previously suspected of being the "Blood Demon" noted that he was Xiu Envoy One, and Xian Ji noted that he was the Messenger.

Under Wang Qi'an's portrait is clearly written "Temple Envoy of the Temple" in four small gold letters.

The faces of the other avatars were all very unfamiliar, and Wang Qi'an admitted that he had never seen them before.

"Hmph, there are actually three people on the twelfth floor of Huanhuaxi. This Holy Lord may be Meng Kun himself."

In the business arena of Huanhuaxi and Shumeng, one is the boss and the other is the second child.

On weekdays, there are many competitions for territory, and the relationship is always bumpy. If Zhuge Xin can use the temple incident to deal a fatal blow to his opponent this time, Zhuge Xin will naturally be happy for it.

Hu Luanjiao squinted his eyes and looked at the painting, then looked at Wang Qi'an, finally shook his head, and walked aside with Pu Changqing.

Zhuge Xin breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that this legendary uncle with great martial arts skills had made it clear that he would no longer defend Wang Qi'an.

Only the Xuezhao Palace people were left at the scene, and they still showed no signs of moving.

"With the evidence before us, does the Second Palace Master still want to protect her from doing evil?"

The appearance of Qingyu and Qingyu came at the right time for Ji Yunfei, just like the rain met by a severe drought.

He raised his eyebrows coldly and glanced sideways at Wang Qi'an, as if he was certain that she was a female criminal.

"The origin of this Taoist priest is unknown, and the authenticity of the scroll in his hand is difficult to distinguish. It would be too far-fetched to conclude that the young master is a member of the evil palace."

Facing the fierce public outcry, Xuemei, the oldest among Aoxue's four friends, defended softly.

“Little girl, who’s origin is unknown?

This person is the headmaster of the Wuliang Immortal Palace in Wuyi Mountain, Xinzhou, and the venerable Taoist sect in the south.

If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame my subordinates for being rude. "

Dong Zhenzi took a few steps forward, his high crown trembling, and he glared at Xuemei angrily.

When the girls saw that Dong Zhenzi looked angry, but his appearance was funny, several of them couldn't help covering their sleeves and giggling.

Bai Yixue suppressed her laughter and stood out from the crowd:

“Yixue only heard that the Taoist sects in the south have always respected the Longhu Mountain Celestial Master Sect.

But I don’t know when it turned into... Infinite Palace? "

After she finished speaking, she paused for a moment, looking around with a pair of flexible and beautiful eyes. Then her tone suddenly turned sharp and she continued word by word:

"Yixue only knows that this young master saved her life, and she doesn't care about much else.

If you want to take action today, Xuezhao Palace will definitely not sit idly by. "

Dong Zhenzi did not expect Bai Yixue to be so disrespectful to him. He snorted coldly and said angrily:

"The girl's power is quite powerful. Unfortunately, you, Xuezhao Palace, may not be able to protect this kid today!"

As soon as Dongzhenzi finished speaking, a clear and sweet voice floated from the air.

"Really? If this Taoist brother wants to see Xuezhao Palace's capabilities, he can give it a try."

Everyone looked around and saw a snow-white figure standing on the top of the Main Hall.

The eyebrows are furrowed, and the white gauze gently covers the chin,

Clear eyes flow, looking forward to life.

With black hair reaching her waist and white skirt with tiles, she looks like a fairy who has just descended from the mortal world.

"It's the Grand Palace Master!"

Everyone in Xuezhao Palace was overjoyed and shouted happily.

The person who came was actually Bai Muxue!

Bai Duixue jumped up and landed next to Bai Yixue in the blink of an eye.

Wang Qi'an secretly praised that this woman's movement was not only extremely fast, but also very elegant and beautiful. She was as graceful as a startling giant and graceful as a swimming dragon.

At the same time, he also recognized Bai Duixue as the woman in white who had rescued several children playing on the roadside when he first entered the city gate.

"Sister, didn't you stay in Xiling? Why did you come to Chengdu?"

Bai Yixue happily held Bai Duxue's arm and asked in confusion.

"It's not because I'm worried about you.

Actually...I have already gone down the mountain, but I never showed up. "

Bai Duxue and Bai Yixue have similar faces, but are slightly older and about half a head taller.

Unlike Bai Yixue, the second palace master who has no airs about being a master, Bai Muxue exudes the majestic attitude of an upright master in every move he makes.

Bai Duixue twisted her neck and glanced at Wang Qi'an, her beautiful eyes flashing brightly.

"Yixue, although Xuezhao Palace must repay kindness, it must also abide by the rules of eliminating evil and promoting good, and distinguishing right from wrong.

If this young master is really the Young Envoy of the Evil Palace, and you and I are protecting him today, if word spreads in the future, the century-old reputation of Xuezhao Palace will be destroyed in one day. "

Bai Yixue had already heard the implication, and was about to argue when she heard Wang Qi'an's bold laughter.

"Wang Qi'an, a tall and dignified man of seven feet, has no reason to rely on others for protection.

I accept the kindness of the Lord of the Second Palace and all the girls. "

Wang Qian passed over the women, stood in a spacious position, faced Zhuge Xin and others and shouted:

"Which one wants to take the lead? Or should you all come up together?"

Wang Qi'an's words reveal strong confidence, and his whole body is upright, upright, free and easy, relaxed and freehand.

Not at all as everyone expected, he was panicked because of his identity crisis.

He casually moved the Taiji gun, making a hissing sound.

"Since the descendant of Jiange is here, why should others take action?"

Dong Zhenzi had learned Wang Qi'an's methods at Shinshu Jiuhua Mountain, and was confident that he would not win, so he naturally would not take action first. .br>

He retreated to the side of Qingyu and resumed his attitude of watching sideways.

Ji Yunfei is naturally not stupid.

Dong Zhenzi named him by name, just to provoke the stupid person to take action first.

But even though he knew this, he didn't care.

First, Ji Yunfei didn't take Wang Qi'an into his eyes. Second, if he could hurt Wang Qi'an under the sword, he would not only be able to get a sigh of relief, but also shine in front of his lover. Why not?

"Punishing evil and punishing evil will never be postponed by the disciples of Jiange!"

Ji Yunfei walked towards Wang Qi'an, his clothes still in the wind.

"If you reveal who your Holy Master is now, I agree that I will not take your life..."