A leisurely city for solo travelers

Chapter 128

Fang Xian wandered aimlessly on the map, and the few invincible teammates he managed to win over left him one after another, feeling desolate in his heart.

Walking and walking, I didn't realize I came to Yanziwu.

"This is God's will." Fang Xian let out a long sigh and walked into Murong's house.

In the main hall, when Murong Fu saw his old friend coming, he hurriedly ordered the maids to serve tea and water, with a slightly tangled expression on his face, "Brother Tian, ​​why... have you ended up in such a state, Azhuabi! Give Tian the good silk robe I'm wearing." Brother, put it on!"

"Hey...I'm sorry." Fang Xian took a sip of tea and calmed down a little, "I lost Yuyan."

Murong Fu's expression tensed for a moment, then he smiled wistfully, "It's just a woman, Brother Tian doesn't have to be like this."

Fang Xian naturally noticed his troubled look, and wondered, "Brother Murong, you really don't feel sorry for him?"

"I don't feel bad." Murong Fu took a big sip of tea, "I, Murong, am all about recovering Dayan, and I can put aside my children's personal feelings!"

"Are you really not interested in women?" Fang Xian asked again.

"To recover Dayan, I, Murong Fu, can live my whole life without touching women!"

At this time, A'Zhu Abi came over with a bright satin robe. The two girls skillfully helped Fang Xian take off the yellow robe and put on a white dress as chic as Ximen Qing's.

Fang Xian thought for a moment and murmured: "Brother Murong, have you ever heard that the Lin family has a sword manual."

Murong Fu was startled, and then shouted: "Azhu Abi, you go down first, I will have a chat with Brother Tian alone."

"Yes."

Only then did Fang Xian notice that these two girls looked like Shuiyue Tianlan again: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Master Zhang... Oh no, Daxia Tian, ​​don't worry..."

Fang Xian and Murong Fu sat at opposite ends of the coffee table.

Fang Xian went straight to the point: "I know the location of the Evil Resisting Sword Manual, but you know my old Tian's temperament, I miss the mundane world, I can't bear to practice, I'm afraid that others will take the lead."

Murong Fu is a wise man: "Brother Tian, ​​if I, Murong Fu, get the sword manual, I, the Murong family of Gusu, and my Great Yan Kingdom will always be friends with you, Tian Boguang. When I recover Dayan, I will regard you as the national teacher. Keep you under one person, above ten thousand people!"

"Do you know the training conditions of the evil sword manual?" Fang Xian asked again.

"I have said before that as long as the country can be restored, the personal relationships between children can be put aside."

"Yuyan will be sad."

"I've already hurt her."

Fang Xian closed his eyes and sighed, "You all forced this."

Wanli people were in pairs, and this time they were with Murong Fu, which made Fang Xian feel more at ease. Interest was the eternal theme, and as long as the interests overlapped with Murong Fu, the two would be the most solid allies.

There is no Xiangyang ancestral house on the map, presumably this ancestral house is in the derivative map of Fuwei Escort, the two dare not delay, so they transferred to Fuwei Escort.

Going out from the other door of the bodyguard bureau is the city of Fuzhou, which we rode before. It was already night and there were not many people on the street.After asking left and right, looking around, they soon found the ancestral house of the Lin family.

The ancestral house is a large yard, covered with dust, obviously no one has visited for a long time.

Murong Fu looked around and asked, "Where?"

Fang Xian looked serious: "Look for it!"

Murong Fu frowned: "Wait... someone..."

"Is your family all divine intuition?"

"It's not intuition, I, Gusu Murong, is proficient in a hundred schools of martial arts, it's just a matter of listening to the wind."

Without saying much, the two jumped to the roof and hid.

Hula, the door of the Lin family's ancestral house opened. It seems that the visitor didn't break in this time, but opened it with a key generously.

Two figures walked in, both of whom Fang Xian recognized.

"So fast... The timeline of this world is so chaotic..." Fang Xian sighed in horror, "It's strange, why is it him!"

Murong Fu asked softly: "Brother Tian knows them?"

"I know...the young man at the head is Lin Pingzhi...the middle-aged man behind him...is actually Lao Denuo...why not Yue Buqun?"

The conversation in the yard explained Fang Xian's doubts.

Lin Pingzhi said with emotion: "Thanks to Brother Lao for putting those pieces of paper together, Pingzhi was able to know that the sword manual was hidden in the ancestral house."

"Where is it? Brothers from the same sect, you should do it." Lao Denuo smiled.

"Brother Lao, don't worry, the previous life-saving grace is counted together, and the brother's kindness to Ping is as heavy as a mountain. If you get the sword manual, the brother will also have a share."

"Good brother, I have good intentions despite my good intentions." Lauderno still smiled, "You are speaking from the bottom of my heart. My brother has been living in Huashan for so many years, but because of his lack of qualifications, he has always been beaten by Linghu Chong. At this age, the only way to get ahead is through chance encounters."

"Well, senior brother, don't worry." Lin Pingzhi gave an evil smile, "Obviously the master also values ​​my family's sword manual, but if he comes, I'm afraid we won't have a share. Besides, he let go of my enemy Yu Yu over and over again. Cang Hai and Tian Boguang obviously want to take advantage of my vengeance to draw out the sword manual, and I will not give him a chance. After you and I get the sword manual, quickly copy a copy, I will avenge me, you mess with your Huashan !"

"Very good, very good." Lauderno rubbed his hands and smiled.

"Damn it." Fang Xian clenched his fists, "I didn't expect that there was a Lao De Nuo hidden in the middle."

The two of Laurin talked for a few more words, and then entered the mourning hall of the principal's ancestor, presumably the sword manual was hidden here.

Fang Xian gave Murong Fu a wink: "Enter?"

"Wait a minute... there are still people." Murong Fu squinted at the blurry roof opposite, "Keep your voice down, there is a master on the other side... Wait, there is more than one person... This breathing sound... seems to be..."

"who is it?"

"Yu Yan."

"..." Fang Xian only sighed at Murong Fu's hearing.

So, everyone held their breath again and stopped in silence.

After half a stick of incense, Lin Pingzhi shouted from the room: "I found it!"

Then, there was another jingling sound, and Lin Pingzhi ran out clutching his stomach.

"You... why are you doing this?!" Lin Pingzhi fell to the ground again.

Laudno held a booklet in his hand, waved his long sword and smiled sinisterly: "Silly boy. Copy a book by hand? Are you dreaming?"

Lin Pingzhi glared angrily: "Lao Denuo?! Why do you do this, I will avenge me, you mess with your Huashan, why did you come out with this killer?!"

Lao Denuo raised his sword and approached step by step: "Huashan? Lao has never thought of Huashan! Uhahaha! The Five Sacred Sword School, I must be the one who climbed to the top of Songshan! The left master dominates the world!"

"What? You are!"

"Silly boy, I'll let you understand when you're about to die." Lao Denuo smiled while holding the sword manual, "My Lao Mou's martial arts have surpassed that Linghu Chong's by a long time ago, but the left master ordered me to lie dormant. Pretend to be a nice middle-aged man."

"Laudno, I, Lin, have no intention of participating in martial arts battles. I only want revenge. Why did you also harm me?!"

"So you are stupid." Laudno shook his head and sneered, "If a copy of the sword manual is in your hands, depending on your IQ and martial arts, sooner or later you will be taken away by Yue Buqun, Tian Boguang and others. The person who masters this martial arts , one less is one.”

"..." Lin Pingzhi's heart was ashamed, "One less is one... One less is one..."

"How? Do you have any last words before you die?" Lao Denuo held his sword in front of Lin Ping's neck.

(End of this chapter)