Lang Chenyan nodded numbly, took the tea cup next to him, raised his head and took a sip.
Dongfang Shiming and Fu Yunge looked at each other and smiled.
In this case, it's time for them to start this new plan without further delay.
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A few days later, an unprecedented piece of news spread throughout the area.
I don’t know when it started, I just know it is widely known. It is rumored that the mysterious swordsman who has been hidden for more than a thousand years, Black Rain Swordsman, has reappeared after a while, and has also accepted the reward order from Jiuche Xiaoying. It is said that he has rushed to Qiongtian Temple, vowing to seize the extremely precious piece of Heart Lake Meteor Iron. .
The storm in the city spread like an infection for hundreds of miles. The mysterious veil and the extraordinary cultivation bring people a vague sense of oppression, like a nightmare coming.
According to rumors, the Black Rain Swordsman was moody during the catastrophe 1,600 years ago. With illogical ideas, he first massacred eight city-states of the Wind Demon and the Corpse Alien Race, and then bloodbathed several strongholds in the world. For a time, all parties were either angry or pursuing him, but because of his mystery and lack of trace, his true face was never captured.
Afterwards, disaster struck, and the mysterious Black Rain Swordsman disappeared without a trace. According to legend, he received a good fortune and practiced in hiding.
The originally terrifying cultivation level coupled with thousands of years of practice will definitely bring the heaviest bargaining chip to the current war situation.
In the wine alliance.
"I said, wouldn't it be a bit outrageous to make it up like this?"
In front of a large stone table, Fu Yunge and Dongfang Shiming sat side by side. Looking at the rumors written by them, Fu Yunge smiled and blamed.
Dongfang Shiming grabbed a piece of paper on the table, which was the prototype of this story: "It's okay, this swordsman has a prototype for reference. According to the old historical data of the year, there was indeed such a mysterious swordsman, but he was If he disappeared, he might have died."
Fu Yunge didn't really doubt it. After all, the two of them have been writing this story for a long time, so there won't be too many flaws.
"It's also a thank you to the brothers of the Wine League for their hard work in publicity." Dongfang Shiming said with a smile, stretching, "Bai Wuque wrote back and said that he might have to delay a little time. I hope that our plan will go well."
Fu Yunge nodded. He knew that Bai Wuque was going to take the last step to seek the antidote to the Lichou Pill. Before he could retrieve the complete antidote, they had to curb Jiuche Xiaoying's misbehavior.
The same rumors soon reached the hands of Jiuche Xiaoying and the people besieging Qiongtian Palace.
Under Xi Zishi's curtain, a similar piece of paper was also placed in front of his desk.
Under the dim light, Xi Zishi looked at this story over and over again.
For a long time, he touched his chin and let out a long "hiss".
The oil lamp illuminated the dark words "Black Rain Swordsman" on it. There was silence outside the tent, and Xi Zishi tapped his fingers on the table, making the sound of raindrops hitting the bluestone.
"Sixteen hundred years..." There was a rare look of anxiety and confusion on his face, and he kept repeating in his mind, "Why would such a big shot come to help Jiuche Xiaoying..."
This was just the time he spent practicing in seclusion, and with his original superb cultivation, he was already thousands of years old.
The film's protagonist has experienced two catastrophes, so perhaps he knows what happened back then. But that's not the most important thing.
Xi Zishi felt a little bloated, so he blew out the lights, slowly got up and walked out for a walk.
He needs to consider whether this rumor is true. And if it is true, then what is the purpose of this swordsman coming to stir up trouble?
What might Jiuche Xiaoying's "fulfillment of a wish" mean to him? Take possession of the meteorite as your own? Or do you want to take over Jiuche Xiaoying completely and force the shadow master to retreat?
No matter which one, Jiuche Xiaoying will not do it. And although he believed that the shadow master's cultivation would not be inferior to that of this swordsman, if he could not satisfy his wish, it would undoubtedly create a formidable enemy for Jiuche Xiaoying.
If you think about it this way, the trouble will be even greater.
He thought of contacting Xiao Wuye, but quickly gave up the idea. He hated Xiao Wuye's behavior. If he took the initiative to seek help from him, where would he put his face?
It would probably be even more impossible to seek the movie owner directly.
First, he didn't know where the Black Rain Swordsman had arrived, and he might not have enough time; second, the Shadow Master had just started asking him to contribute, and he encountered such a tough situation, what would the Shadow Master think of him?
If he can't solve this matter smoothly and get the meteorite to the shadow master as soon as possible, then he doesn't know when he will have the next chance to return the shadow master's favor.
He didn't want to stay here for a long time. Therefore, he decided to take it upon himself. No matter what black rain, white rain, swordsman or swordsman, he would solve it himself!
His thoughts were clear, but the steps under his feet were still not relaxed.
He seemed to be carrying a weight of 1,600 kilograms on his shoulders, making him somewhat breathless.
After walking for a while, he sighed heavily, turned around and walked back with a gloomy brow.
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Due to the tight time limit, Fu Yunge and others worked non-stop, and their interlocking strategies did not allow for any delay.
In addition to Qiongtian Palace's need to rescue the siege as soon as possible, the other end they also have to consider is the safety of everyone in Zhaosui Mingbang.
The haze is widespread. During the wine party, the sky was full of clouds and there was no sunshine.
It is already afternoon. The dull air seems to be waiting for thunder and heavy rain. The gray sky in the direction of Qiongtian Temple makes people breathless.
A gentle wind mixed with half-cool and half-warm moisture came from the valley. The two of them, who had everything ready, were waiting to say goodbye to everyone before the wine party.
