Chapter 258 The Swordsman
Xiaohuan frowned slightly, but her eyes gradually brightened. She carefully looked at the white paper in her hand. On it, the three characters "Qin Wuyan" were neatly written, with regular and round strokes, and the corners were restrained and smooth, quite beautiful handwriting.

Xiaohuan blinked her eyes, then smiled suddenly, and said: "Guest officer, you have 'yan' in your name, which means you have two fires to yang, but you suppress it with the word 'no' in the middle, and you turn around, which means you are feminine; And the word 'Qin' resides in the west, Lord, you will benefit from the cold and cold land in the west!"

She gently put the white paper on the table, looked at Qin Wuyan and said, "The Western Dead Marsh is just a damp place, you must have good luck if you go this time."

A smile floated on Qin Wuyan's face, and his young but pale face seemed to have some color, he nodded and said, "Thank you, girl, this is ten taels of silver, please keep it safe." He took out twelve taels from his bosom Silver pattern, put on the table.

Xiaohuan looked at it, but didn't make a move, but Zhou Yixian, who was next to him, stretched out his hand, put the silver in his arms, and said with a smile: "Thank you, sir."

Qin Wuyan smiled, but he didn't intend to leave. Instead, he took out ten taels of silver from his pocket and put it on the table.Zhou Yixian was startled, and said: "Guest officer, you are..."

Qin Wuyan said calmly: "I want to test the luck of a great sect."

Xiaohuan was startled, Qin Wuyan had already taken a pen and paper, wrote two characters on it, handed it to Xiaohuan, said with a smile: "The name of this sect is 'Qingyun'."

Qingyun.

The originally bustling street and the surrounding voices suddenly became quiet.

Some people retreated quietly, some people approached quietly, there were faint figures on the roof of the street corner, although it was daytime, it suddenly became a bit quiet.

The people present naturally also felt this inexplicable change. Zhou Yixian frowned slightly and looked around. Before he could say anything, Xiaohuan pushed the white paper over and said calmly: "I'm sorry, guest officer. Together, the emphasis is on judging people, faces, and characters, and this theory of luck is a direct secret, but people in my generation must never leak it."

Qin Wuyan was not angry either, he just smiled slightly and said, "Really?"

Looking at his appearance, he didn't intend to leave and let go, he still stood in front of the table.Xiaohuan's complexion changed, and at this moment, he suddenly stretched out a hand from the side, and took the paper with the word "Qingyun" written on it. ', and Qingyun is located in the blessed land in the center of Shenzhou, coupled with the operation of Qingye Patriarch more than a thousand years ago, Qingyun will flourish for its own unique reasons."

What he said was simple and easy to understand, but Qin Wuyan turned his head when he heard it, and frowned slightly.

because……

I don't know when Qingyun's group of people had already walked in front of him, and the leader seemed to be Jiang Yuye, the leader of the younger generation of the 'Qingyunmen'.

"Qin Wuyan, poisonous son, don't come here without any harm." Jiang Yuye waved his hand to signal the fellow disciples behind him not to act rashly.

When Jiang Yuye revealed his identity, Qin Wuyan felt slight ripples in his heart, but on the surface he still said in a personable and gentle manner: "Who am I to know? It turns out that they are all from Qingyun Sect. Disrespect, disrespect."

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a muffled voice resounded in the field, and the two groups of people who were secretly confronting each other on the street were suddenly terrified. The originally tense scene seemed like a sharp whistle in the silence, and it was about to explode dangerously.

Even on Jiang Yuye and Qin Wuyan's calm faces, the corners of their eyes seemed to twitch slightly.

A slightly panicked and embarrassed voice rang out from the audience: "No, it's okay, I, I didn't mean to..."

Everyone looked around, but it was Zhou Yixian who was nervous and dropped the money he had just collected on the ground, making a muffled sound, Xiaohuan glared at him with sweat on his forehead, Zhou Yixian blushed, embarrassed He couldn't speak, but there was a shock in his heart.

In the past ten years, righteousness and evil have been fighting, and the younger generation has also produced many young talents, among which the most outstanding decent people are Jiang Yuye and Lu Xueqi from Qingyunmen, Dharma ministers from Tianyin Temple, and Li Xun from Fenxiang Valley .

And the three most outstanding members of the Devil's Cult are collectively called the "Three Young Masters" by those with good deeds, namely: Qin Wuyan from the Wandu Sect, called "Poison Young Master"; ghost king Zong Biyao, called "Blood Young Master"; One of them is Jin Ping'er from the Acacia School, known as "Miao Gongzi"

It's nothing more than righteousness, and most of the people on it sneer at the false name.

but……

The Demon Cult is different.

Over the years, these three young men have been able to call the wind and rain in the Demon Cult. They have already held the important power of the school at a young age. Met.That's why someone once said that when these three people finally face each other, it may be the time when the real massacre between the four major sects of the Devil's Cult will begin.

But at this moment, the two powerful factions in Zhengmoli, Qingyunmen and Wandumen, faced each other in the eyes of these two young people.

The atmosphere in the arena was extremely quiet and tense. Zhou Yixian felt that he was almost out of breath, and wanted to sneak away with Xiaohuan, but he didn't dare to make a rash move at this moment, otherwise the crowd would make a move here. He really didn't know how he and Xiaohuan would get out.

(End of this chapter)

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