In the living room of the main building of the city, Situ Tianxing was sitting in front of the window holding a book, and the master was sitting next to him making tea.
Master Song Qianshan was boiling water and said, "Normally, at this time in previous years, Senior Meng from Tianyun Mountain would come to Loulan and stay in Xingyuan for a few days."
Situ Tianxing shook his head: "I'm afraid he won't come back this year. He won't pay attention to that kid from Qiuyun Mountain at all."
Song Qianshan smiled: "Sir, tell me, will that guy suddenly return to Loulan one day?"
"I'm also looking forward to his coming back. If this guy comes back to Loulan, I'm afraid some people won't be able to sleep."
Situ Tianxing sighed and put down the book in his hand.
Pointing to the window, he said: "If we talk about Senior Meng of Tianyun Mountain, even I can't stand the arrogance of those little ones. We built that place back then..."
Halfway through his words, his ears started to flap rapidly at this moment.
First there was a look of surprise on his face, and then he slapped the table in front of him and shouted: "What are you afraid of? Damn it, I'll ask Master to pick you up outside the city right now! Just wait!"
After saying that, the master was dumbfounded and laughed loudly: "I heard magpies on the branches this morning. It turns out that the noble man has returned."
The master was stunned, then came over and asked, "Who is here?"
Situ Tianxing stroked his beard and smiled slightly: "Who else can be, of course, the old owner of Xingyuan... Go and lead a team of people to meet him outside the city."
The master was stunned when he heard this and was speechless for a long time.
"Oh my God, when the God of Killing returns home, why don't we kill a few guys first to worship the gods?"
Situ Tianxing sighed and said with a wry smile: "Two killers came from outside the city and are looking for trouble for him. After they solve the trouble, you can take them back to the city lord's mansion!"
After thinking about it, he ordered: "Before you go out, let the cook cook some of his specialty dishes. There will be no shortage of wine today."
"I'm going...this man hasn't entered the city yet, and he really wants to kill two people first to sacrifice to God!"
The master smiled when he heard this and said: "If he is a killer on the snowy field, his head is worth a lot of spiritual stones. This guy is interesting."
After saying that, he stopped making tea, clapped his hands and hurried to the living room.
After people left the living room, another sentence came: "My lord, please wait, I'll... come as soon as you go!"
Situ Tianxing waved his hand, looked in the direction of Xingyuan, and said coldly: "I've seen you build a tall building, I've watched you entertain guests, and I've watched your building fall down!"
But Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting in the carriage, was afraid of trouble, so he sent a message to Situ Tianxing in the City Lord's Mansion.
It's not that he's afraid of the two Ten Tigers of the Snowfield in front of him, but he doesn't know if someone in Loulan City will come to trouble him soon. After all, they haven't seen each other for ten years.
Ten years have passed and no one recognizes the boy he once was.
Fortunately, Situ Tianxing did not leave Loulan, and fortunately the master was coming to greet him. So, it was just a drink, so what?
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan said to Zhuge Ying: "You can turn around and go back to Baixue City before the fire starts."
"Boy, you think too much!"
Shihu looked at the two of them and shouted coldly: "Right now, you are just like ants on the ground. Why don't you crawl up one and show me where you can run?"
Shihu's words made the fortune teller give up everything. Since he couldn't escape, it depends on how Li Xiuyuan responds in the end.
"It seems like I'm the one who got you involved."
The fortune teller's tone was a little helpless. After all, his arms and chest were injured, and he had a spiritual sword in front of him. These two guys originally came to ask for his life.
"So, you are determined to make things difficult for me?"
Sitting in the carriage, Li Xiuyuan opened the window, picked a few leaves from the branches along the road, held them in his hands, and murmured, as if he had forgotten the two killers from Snow City in front of him.
More like the guards of Loulan City.
Sanhu Zhugeying shook his head and replied coldly: "You are wrong, I want to kill you two!"
He said these words very calmly, as if their heads were already in his hands and could be chopped off with a sword at any time and taken away to the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
The fortune teller sneered: "Well, think about it and see if you can kill me!"
Sanhu laughed: "Fortune tellers talk a lot, otherwise they won't get money from those fools."
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, opened the curtain and got off the horse, and walked a few steps forward, as if he was afraid of starting a fight with the two of them.
Seeing it in Shihu's eyes, he suddenly laughed and said, "Blind man, you are going to die. Hurry up and take a few steps for me to see."
After hearing this, Li Xiuyuan nodded thoughtfully, and really took a few steps forward. In Sanhu's eyes, this guy seemed to be afraid of death and wanted to escape.
So he laughed jokingly and said: "So, you think you can escape from under my nose like this?"
Unknowingly, Li Xiuyuan and the two of them had opened a distance of seven or eight feet, and turned around after hearing the words.
Looking at the clouds in the sky, he said lightly: "I want to try it."
"Well said." The fortune teller praised: "At least you have left the carriage, so the two of them are closer to death, and you have won a few points."
"Without the horse, he just dies faster!"
Shihu said coldly, the horses were grazing in the wilderness dozens of feet away, unless the blind man in front of him grew a pair of wings.
The fortune teller immediately shut his mouth, and he will remain silent from now on.
At least until the moment when the three of them took action, or until the outcome of the battle in front of him was determined, he would remain silent.
Until Zhuge Ying broke the dead silence in front of him.
Until he took a step forward, pulled out the spiritual sword in his hand, and said coldly: "My name is Zhuge Ying, the third of the Ten Tigers of the Snowfield, and I am here to kill you."
At this moment, Shihu let out a strange laugh: "Third brother, I'll do it!"
At that moment, Li Xiuyuan was already ten feet away from the two of them. Even the ten feet in front of him, in Shi Hu's eyes, was only the distance he could cut with one sword.
Sanhu thought for a moment and took back the spirit sword: "Tenth brother, be careful, kill him, and we will return to Baixue City."
Shihu nodded, his sword always strikes first.
As long as he strikes out with a sword, if the opponent cannot see through the reality of his sword, he can immediately seize the opportunity and then wait for the opportunity to kill the opponent with a sword.
No matter how strong the opponent is, because the spiritual sword in his hand is fast enough, this is the dominance of Ten Tigers.
It's too late, but it's soon. "Zhen!" A sword cry broke the deathly silence in front of him, and a bolt of lightning headed towards Li Xiuyuan.
"Woo!" The wind picked up, and the whirlwind picked up the fallen leaves on the ground and rolled them towards the three people under the carriage.
Shihu's sword was very fast, much faster than this whirlwind. It was so fast that even the fortune teller didn't see clearly the sword light of Shihu's sword. The spiritual sword had cut through the void and came to Li Xiuyuan's chest.
In the whining wind, the moment Shihu drew his sword, a ray of light flashed, and disappeared in front of Shihu and Sanhu in an instant.
Likewise, it was so fast that even the glaring fortune teller couldn't see clearly.
The sword light was so fast that it was as fast as lightning. When the fortune teller said "Ah!", it had already struck three feet in front of Li Xiuyuan.
The gleam of light in the wind was too weak to cause a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation, just like the leaves in this whirlwind, whining towards the Ten Tigers.
However, the mad tiger, who slashed with a sword like a mad tiger, had already rushed in front of Li Xiuyuan.
He yelled: "Blind man, die..."
Before he could finish his roar, in the eyes of Sanhu and Shen Shuzi, it was as if time had stood still at this moment.
Ten Tigers suddenly stopped like a zombie.
The ray of light in the wind was like a ray of light. In just the blink of an eye, it had passed through Shihu's body, and his chest, which was like gold and jade, was pierced by a leaf.
A string of crystal blood flowed down the hole in his chest like a pearl.
With just one encounter, the Ten Tigers of the Snowfield were pierced by a leaf. His spiritual sword, which had already reached the boy's chest, did not even have time to penetrate the three-foot world in front of Li Xiuyuan.
Sanhu didn't know what happened, because the blind man in his eyes was just a mortal.
The fortune teller was also stunned. Unexpectedly, Shihu shot through Li Xiuyuan with just one sprint. He didn't even see whether the boy drew his sword.
Where is the sword?
However, he also knew that this should have been the situation in front of him. After all, there was a murderer in front of him who could kill the silver wolf with a wave of his hand.
If you can't even win the Ten Tigers, that would be a big joke.
Shihu looked down at his bleeding chest, looking at the small blood hole, and felt thousands of swords piercing his body.
You know, it wasn't just a leaf that passed through his chest.
There are also countless thin lines hidden in the wind. Those lines are sharper than leaves, but they have been submerged into Shihu's meridians in an instant.
It traveled freely through his body, piercing through it, destroying his vitality in the flash of lightning.
"Dang!" With a sound, the spiritual sword in Shihu's hand fell to the ground.
With great difficulty, he shouted: "Third brother...be careful!"
Before he finished speaking, he fell heavily to the ground like a mad tiger whose head was beheaded, blood splattered all over the ground.
Until this moment, Sanhu Zhugeying still couldn't see clearly whether the blind boy had made a move? If he took action, he would kill his brother.
It wasn't until Shihu fell to the ground without making any sound that he looked up to the sky in shock and roared: "What a blind man, it turns out that you really have magic powers, give my brother his life!"
The fortune teller didn't say anything. He didn't want to anger this guy at this time and spread his anger on himself.
There was no blood in Li Xiuyuan's eyes. He just stepped back nearly a foot and distanced himself from the corpse on the ground.
Amidst the whining wind, Yu said coldly: "I gave you a chance to escape!"
The three tigers looked up to the sky and roared, but their hearts were in agony!
If he had known that the young man in front of him was possessed of evil powers, he should not have let his brother take action. He also had a sword in his hand, so he could naturally chop off the young man's head.
At the moment when he was roaring wildly and wanted to fight Li Xiuyuan violently.
There was a rapid sound of horse hooves coming from not far away in the wind, and the horses neighed.
In just a blink of an eye, a group of people and horses came out of the wind. Following the horse group was a black carriage, which was equally fast.
The cavalry that appeared in Li Xiuyuan's consciousness came from outside the city. Naturally, they could not be the master sent by Situ Tianxing, let alone the guards in Loulan City.
Eight or nine horses appeared in front of him, each with a black shadow on its back.
After a while, the carriage behind the cavalry team also arrived in front of the fortune teller and Sanhu.
The carriage stopped, and a middle-aged man about fifty years old opened the curtain of the carriage, looked at Zhuge Ying holding a spiritual sword and asked: "What happened here?"
When he saw Shihu lying in a pool of blood not far away, and the blood on the ground, he showed an extremely shocked expression.
He shouted to the man in black on horseback: "Surround them up."
Upon hearing this, a group of men in black following the carriage immediately surrounded the fortune teller's carriage and Zhuge Ying, and then looked warily at the young man in black who was ten feet away.
The fortune teller sitting on the carriage sighed leisurely, thought for a while and asked, "Are you the guards of the Loulan City Lord's Mansion?"
The middle-aged man coughed, shook his head and replied, "No?"
The divine fortune teller nodded and said, "So, this guy is the famous killer Sanhu in Baixue City. Do you dare to take him?"
