Tomorrow the cold moon will break through Pengshan, and I will first listen to the spring thunder in my dream.
The rumbling spring thunder awakens the sleeping insects, and the continuous spring rain nourishes all sprouting things.
The fragrance of peach and apricot flowers is overflowing, and the bamboos and willows are green and fresh.
Before the Waking of Insects comes, people in Lin'an City have begun to smoke the four corners of their homes with fragrance and mugwort to drive away snakes, insects, mosquitoes, rats and musty smells. Every household has begun to wear drum skins, eat pears, and offer sacrifices to white tigers to resolve disputes.
Thousands of years ago, Lin'an City was as prosperous as later generations. Business travelers from all over the world were walking on the streets. Some of them sold various exquisite gadgets; The servants who serve; of course, more of them are martial arts masters who travel through the rivers and lakes.
The current emperor's decree to kill Guan Qi of the Mitian Alliance instantly made the entire Lin'an lively.
Countless people in the martial arts world are eager to kill Guan Qi in this important event, become famous, and obtain the emperor's three wishes.
A Guan Qi head can give people endless rights, wealth, beauty, and secrets. As long as everything that exists in this world can be exchanged, how can people not be crazy about it.
Song Xing was dressed in black clothes and strolled on the street, admiring the scenery that was completely different from that of later generations.
After the Shenhou Mansion gave Zhuge Zhengga an idea, the next day they also received news that Guan Qi wanted to challenge the heroes of the world, and they were even more certain that there must be a black hand behind this matter.
But what is not certain is whether the mastermind behind this is Zhao Gou and Qin Hui or someone else.
Zhuge Zheng and I hurried into the palace again. Song Xing had nothing to do and simply came to the busiest street in Lin'an.
"Senior Brother Song!"
Unexpectedly, he heard someone calling him. Song Xing turned around and saw a hearty and bright smiling face.
"Little Shitou, it's you." Song Xing responded with a smile.
After handing the Jinren's secret letter to Zhuge Zhengwo, Wang Xiaoshi did not stay at the Shenhou Mansion. Instead, he said he had other important matters and left with Bai Choufei.
See you again today. Wang Xiaoshi is still dressed as before, while Bai Choufei's originally slightly shabby white clothes have been replaced with high-quality Shu brocade, looking particularly graceful and luxurious.
"Where have you been since we said goodbye that day?" Song Xing asked Wang Xiaoshi with a smile and nod to Bai Choufei.
Wang Xiaoshi scratched the back of his head: "Hey, to be honest, senior brother, after we parted ways that day, something happened unexpectedly, and now I have joined the Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower in the capital."
After the two of them left Shenhou Mansion that day, they accidentally bumped into Su Mengzhen, who was ambushed by Liu Fenbantang. They accidentally broke through Liufenbantang's ambush and rescued Su Mengzhen.
Seeing that both of them were talented people, Su Mengzhen simply sworn brothers with them and appointed them as deputy building owners of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building.
The three of them found a roadside stall and sat down. Wang Xiaoshi told him about his experiences in the past few days. Song Xing listened to him with a smile the whole time.
"I heard that something happened at Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building a few days ago. Are you, Mr. Su, okay?"
When Wang Xiaoshi heard Song Xing ask this question, his face became a little sad, "He is fine, but many brothers in the building died because of Guan Qi."
Compared to the sentimental Wang Xiaoshi, Bai Choufei appeared much calmer and asked Song Xing: "Brother Song, the number of warriors in the capital has increased recently. Are they all here to kill Guan Qi on Jingzhe Sun?"
Song Xing nodded and said: "Yes, because of Guan Qi, the whole world is almost in turmoil. Why, little brother Bai also has ideas about Guan Qi's head?"
Bai Choufei smiled and said: "The Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower was severely damaged by Guan Qi. Now that the storm is falling, if we can get the emperor's three wishes, we can gain a foothold in the capital again."
"Su Mengzhen thinks so too?"
Bai Choufei shook his head, "Brother Su said that the current Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower's vitality is severely damaged and cannot withstand greater turbulence. If you want to restore the prestige of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower, you must take off Guan Qi's head." , Six and a half minutes of lightning damage, I guess that’s what I thought.”
Song Xing looked at the confident Bai Choufei, and then at the warriors on the street, "Guan Qi's head is not so easy to come by. On the day of the Jingzhe, most of the people here would even leave their lives there. "
"What about you, Brother Song? On the day of Jingzhe, will you go to the Mitian League to imprison the seven heads?" Baichou asked nonchalantly.
"I will go, but I don't recommend that you go." Song Xing was very frank, "The Mi Tian League in Jingzhe Sun will be a meat grinding ground. There will definitely not be more than ten people who can come out alive. I don't want you to go." Two in danger.”
Bai Choufei suddenly laughed. He looked at Song Xing and said seriously, "Brother Song, don't worry. The three of us brothers are safe. Since we are brothers, I will never let Brother Su take risks alone."
After saying that, without waiting for Song Xing to dissuade him, he pulled Wang Xiaoshi away from the street.
Song Xing sighed helplessly and turned to look in one direction.
In that direction, a carriage was walking slowly towards this side.
This carriage is very luxurious, and there are three people holding the bridle. They are all richly dressed and have solemn expressions. No one will believe that they are high-ranking officials in the court or deacons in the temple.
But now they are just drivers.
There were eight guards with swords standing outside the car. These eight people stood silently like pottery figurines. Song Xing knew at a glance that at least two of them were contemporary masters of swordsmanship.
The curtain of the car opened, and a young man walked out. He was dressed in extremely luxurious military uniforms, with a jade belt around his waist and a purple gold crown on his head. He had a tall and slender figure, handsome eyebrows, and a kind of nobility in his expression.
The thin man in white who got off the car next to the young man and wore a silver mask made Song Xing feel an inexplicable sense of oppression, as if even the air had solidified.
"Song Xing?"
The young man in brocade clothes at the head walked up to Song Xing and said with a smile: "I have admired your name for a long time, I am glad to meet you!"
Song Xing raised his eyes to look at the young man in brocade clothes, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
The young man in Jinyi sat directly opposite Song Xing and introduced with a smile: "My name is Fang Yingkan."
When Song Xing saw these two people, he had a surprised expression on his face: "I didn't expect that it was actually the Shen Tong Hou who was in front of me."
The surprised expression on Song Xing's face was not fake, but the target was not Fang Yingkan in front of him, but because Jade Seal, who had been silent since Fang Yingkan appeared, issued the mission again.
The fourth oracle task: I am a knife and a turtle, and I am a fish. All the conspiracies and deceits surrounding the capital are all man-made. Unknowingly, you have been deeply involved in it. No matter how difficult it is to escape easily, if you don't want to be reduced to a fish, then rely on your own strength to break out of the situation! Completing the mission will reward you with three drops of true spirit blood.
The fifth oracle mission: to be passed on through the ages. The chaos in the Central Plains is coming. Everyone in the martial arts world has ambitions and wants to dominate the world. Please use your own way to change Yue Fei's fate and save the Han people. After completing the task, you will be rewarded with seventy-two evil gods with magical powers.
