Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting silently in front of the window, felt his heart skip a beat. Could it be that he met the elders and disciples of the Snowfield Holy Land in Loulan City?
Quietly, Li Xiuyuan focused on the master and apprentice who had already walked up to the second floor and sat down by the window in the other direction of the hall.
I saw a middle-aged man in black with a cold face and a pair of eagle eyebrows with a cold light. He seemed to be about the same age as the headmaster in Yunshan.
The young man sitting next to him looked to be in his early twenties. He was wearing a white shirt and had a slightly cold face. His expression was almost the same as that of a middle-aged man.
Can the expressions between master and disciple be the same? Li Xiuyuan thought to himself that this was something he had never seen before.
Seeing the master and apprentice ordering wine and food, and the waiter serving tea, the middle-aged Tianren who was sitting quietly did not open his eyes.
Instead, he said slowly: "It takes a long time for us to go out this time. I don't know if I can teach them everything?"
"There is a mountain-protecting formation in Tianyun Mountain, and there are five deities here, what trouble can happen?"
The young man replied calmly, dispelling the middle-aged man's doubts with one sentence: "Master, when we go back this time, we won't go far away again, right?"
The middle-aged man said: "If you don't leave, you have to take a good rest for a few years. When you break through that realm, you will be the one to wander the world on your own."
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Li Xiuyuan sighed. He thought he was meeting the elders and disciples of the Snowfield Holy Land, but he never expected that he would be his fellow disciples from Tianyun Mountain.
Looking at a bird that landed among the willow branches outside the window, I thought to myself that I was not going to the Snowy Mountains on behalf of Tianyun Mountain at the moment, so it was better to keep a low profile.
In addition, he didn't like to show off in front of others, so he had no intention of going up to say hello.
Turning around, he could no longer be seen in the building, whether it was a group of young men and women from a certain holy land or the elder disciples of Tianyun Mountain who had returned from afar.
Not to mention that the mask on his face blocked all his breath.
This was the treasure given to him by the ancient Canglong when he was exploring an unknown land. After leaving Tianyun Mountain, he was no longer the senior brother of Zhufeng in Tianyun Mountain, but a Shura from another world.
He even planned to get a Loulan City identity if he could negotiate with the Lord of Loulan City.
In this way, he is a casual cultivator from Loulan and has nothing to do with Tianyun Mountain. Even if his ruins under the volcano cause big trouble, it has nothing to do with Tianyun Mountain.
The middle-aged man sitting not far behind him didn't know that there was a new senior brother from Zhufeng sitting in the building.
Li Xiuyuan, who was looking at the spring scenery, didn't know that the two people behind him were actually Dugu Wang, the law enforcement elder of Tianyun Mountain, and his disciple Ximen Wuhen.
If Dugu Wang knew that the expedition quota offered by the Snowfield Holy Land was in the hands of the young man behind him, he would have to fight for it even if he didn't have the courage to do so.
In this way, Li Xiuyuan no longer had the intention to listen to the conversation of a group of boys and girls before, thinking that since they were heading to the Snowy Mountains together, they might not meet again on the road.
And he was even more indifferent to the master and apprentice behind him. Even when he returned to Tianyun Mountain, he went directly to the abyss under the Bamboo Peak to continue his previous experience.
After hurriedly finishing his lunch, Li Xiuyuan left Suiyuan and walked towards the inn amid a hustle and bustle.
After finishing my own business today, I have to meet Situ Tianxing, the Lord of Loulan City, tomorrow.
Neither the master and the apprentice, who were sitting in the building having a drink, nor Li Xiuyuan, who had already left, thought that the two sides would become enemies because of an iron plate of the Snowfield Holy Land.
When I got out of the house, the spring rain gradually stopped, but the sun didn't show its face. The sky was still overcast, and a few drops of rain fell from the trees from time to time.
Walking along the river, the occasional raindrops falling in the wind slid down my cheeks and wet the black shirt on my body.
Thinking of the two masters and apprentices who were still sitting in the building at this time, Li Xiuyuan was a little confused. He had been staying in Tianyun Mountain for almost a year, and why he had never heard the two masters mention that there was an elder who was out there for years. No return?
Could it be that Tianyun Mountain is also a pool of troubled waters, with a side that my master doesn't want to mention?
If that's the case, should I go back to Zhufeng after returning from Daxue Mountain? Do you still want to practice under the abyss?
Thinking of this, he felt that he would have to meet the Lord of Loulan City tomorrow so that he could have a good chat.
At least during these years in Xuanwu Continent, I had to find a quiet place to practice. He doesn't want to turn Tianyun Mountain into the academy he once was, and he has to be on guard against being plotted all day long.
Occasionally, pedestrians would pass by him, and even the driver of a carriage would say hello and ask if he wanted to ride.
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, enjoying the strong spring breeze after the rain, and walked slowly under the trees on the long street towards the inn.
A car drove up behind him and made a sparkling sound. Just as he was about to pass by him, the driver paused and turned to look at the young man in black shirt with an umbrella in his hand.
Before he could react, a black light suddenly stabbed across!
Before Li Xiuyuan could dodge the sudden black light, a "Whoosh!" sound came out, but it was the driver who was driving the carriage, smiling and shooting the arrow in his hand.
Just in an instant, two deadly black lights, one in front and one in back, rushed toward Li Xiuyuan.
"Plop!" With a sound, Li Xiuyuan didn't even have time to pick up the umbrella in his hand to resist before he fell heavily under the tree.
"Lao Liu, look where this kid is coming from!" the driver of the carriage said coldly.
"Whoa!" With a sound, a man in black holding a long sword jumped out of the carriage.
He looked at the coachman waving and smiled: "It's just a teenager, probably not a big fish." After saying that, he walked over and stretched out his left foot to kick the boy lying on the ground.
In his opinion, the boy who fell on the ground was a guy who passed by out of curiosity and lost his life.
"I said, why are you running to Chen's house when you have nothing to do?!"
As the man in black kicked out, he couldn't help but mutter.
However, for an instant, the man in black holding the long sword was speechless...because he found that his kick was missed. No, it should be said that he was pinched by someone.
A pair of steel-like hands grasped his right foot tightly.
With a roar, the surprised man in black slashed down the long sword in his hand: "Lao Wu, this kid is not dead, come here and help!"
However, before his call came to the ground, he suddenly found a blazing flame burning in his right foot, and the long sword in his hand struck the young man's umbrella, making a soft clicking sound.
The next moment, before he could retract his sword, another flame burst into flames in his right hand and chest.
"Lao Wu, help!" Lao Liu, the man in black, ignored the fact that the sword was taken away from his hand and rolled desperately on the ground...
Lao Wu, who was driving the car, was so frightened that he couldn't help but roar. He raised his hand and shot another crossbow arrow at Li Xiuyuan.
"Buzz!" "Crack!"
Two shots rang out, and Li Xiuyuan, who had seized the sword of the man in black, slashed the snow with his sword, cutting the crossbow arrow fired by the coachman into two pieces.
Then it turned into a black smoke and jumped up from under the tree, rushing towards the driver on the carriage in the midst of lightning!
The man was in the air, but he had already struck out a killing sword, cutting through the snow with one sword!
With a muffled sound, the long sword passed through the coachman's chest, and a bloody arrow sprayed on Li Xiuyuan's body. The coachman's eyes stared blankly at the young man holding the sword and jumping on him.
He never expected that a young man who looked about thirteen years old, even with a black mask on his face, could not hide Li Xiuyuan's young and weak appearance.
It was such a young man who seemed to have no strength, but he snatched the long sword of his companion... and killed him in an instant.
Before the coachman who had an arrow in his chest could call out, he was punched in the head by Li Xiuyuan, and then he was thrown into the carriage.
The man in black, who was still rolling in the talisman fire under the tree, could only breathe out but not in.
The next moment, Li Xiuyuan changed into a clean gown, took away their space rings, and floated to the roadside like a black shadow.
He raised his hand, and a piece of talisman flew into the carriage. The moment he disappeared into the long street, a raging fire instantly set the carriage parked beside the run on fire.
To the surprise, the horse had already had its reins cut off by Li Xiuyuan's sword, and started running wildly in the long street.
Li Xiuyuan, who had put on a white gown, had already dodged to the other side of the street, watching quietly as the talisman fire engulfed the carriage and burned the man in black on the ground to ashes.
The sky was still gloomy after the rain, and Li Xiuyuan watched from a distance.
The carriage was burning on the street. The carriages passing by on the road passed quickly, and the occasional pedestrians passing by on the other side of the street just glanced at it and left in a hurry.
Even the pedestrians and monks from Loulan City are not willing to cause trouble outside.
Just after he turned around and hailed a passing carriage to leave, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves on the long street.
A dozen black-clothed monks on horseback rushed over. If Li Xiuyuan was still here, it would not be difficult to find that the clothes of the black-clothed men coming from behind were the same as those of the black-clothed men who died under the talisman fire.
A group of men in black muttering softly while trying to put out the fire.
It seems that in their opinion, such a thing should not happen to their companions.
Li Xiuyuan, who has reached the third level of Phoenix Nirvana, has vowed never to let anyone get close to him again since he experienced Ouyang Xuan's plot.
Even in the long street, he also used his consciousness to look at the pedestrians passing by, not to mention the sudden carriage that was rushing by the roadside.
What he couldn't understand was that on the second day after arriving in Loulan City, before he even visited the city lord, he was being chased by a killer.
After much deliberation, I couldn't figure it out. The only way to explain it was that he stayed outside the ruins of the Chen family for less than a quarter of an hour.
In less than a quarter of an hour, a certain aristocratic family in Loulan City was eyeing him?
Isn’t this difficult? Is it possible that the Chen family was really tricked by a certain aristocratic family in Loulan City who colluded with the elders of the three holy places?
Otherwise, how can you explain what happened to you?
Thinking that I still have two space rings in my hand, I might be able to find some clues.
Not long after Li Xiuyuan left Suiyuan, Dugu Wang, who was sitting at the second floor window drinking, looked at the disciple in front of him and laughed coldly.
"I never expected that assassinations on the street would happen in Loulan City."
Dugu Wang raised his head and drank half the glass of wine in his hand, and continued: "We have only been away for two years, but Loulan City is getting more and more lively."
Ximen Wuhen, who was holding a glass of wine in his hand, smiled and said, "Isn't it in line with Master to be lively? I'm afraid they won't cause trouble, but my hands have been itchy for a long time."
Dugu Wang withdrew his consciousness from the long street and said with a faint smile: "It's interesting that the two killers were actually killed by a young man. Haha, we just stepped into Loulan City and I saw a good show. "
Ximen Wuhen was stunned, looked at him and asked, "Is it so fun? Master, let me tell you."
As a group of boys and girls walked down the stairs after eating and drinking, they seemed to hear the conversation between master and apprentice Duguwang, and a woman in a white dress frowned tightly.
It wasn't until he reached the street that he said to the girl in a red dress behind him: "Just now, there was an assassination on the street in Loulan City."
The girl in the red dress was stunned and blurted out: "Senior sister, didn't you say that Loulan City is a safe city?"
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