Daqin: After the opening wind, Qimen rescues Jingzhao

There are still dozens of miles away from Jinghu Lake, Su Qingyun and the three found an inn and planned to take a rest for a while.

"Several guests, should we stay in the hotel or be on the top?" Before the three of them entered, the sharp-eyed Xiao Er ran over to help lead the horse.

"Prepare two clean guest rooms. Let's eat downstairs first. If there is something delicious to look at, it will be fine. We also need to feed our horses."

"Okay!" Xiao Er took the horse and took it to the back to feed it.

The three found a table and sat down, waiting for the food to be served.

"Brother Qingyun, now it feels like a world." It was the first time for Duanmurong to live in an inn like this. Before that, he lived in some villagers' houses with his master.

Hearing this, Su Qingyun couldn't help smiling: "Xiao Ronger, what do you think Jiang Hu is?"

"What is it... this, it's a kindness and enmity, a battle of swords?"

"Hahaha... You are right, but in my opinion, different people have different understandings. I think the rivers and lakes are not about fighting and killing, but the ways of the world." Su Qingyun couldn't help but want to tease she.

After hearing this, Duanmu Rong felt something and nodded.

At this time, the person next to him said: "Well, it's not about fighting, but about the world. This man's understanding is really thought-provoking!"

The three couldn't help turning their heads to look at this person. This person looked to be in his 20s, with weak writing skills, a package on his back, and a scholarly air, but he was not as serious as a Confucian disciple, but more down-to-earth.

"My next novelist, Chen An."

"Taoist Tianzong, Su Qingyun."

"The physician Nian Duan, this is my disciple Duan Mu Rong."

"I didn't expect that I could meet two masters of various schools here!" Chen An was overjoyed when he heard the identities of the two.

"I can't talk about being an expert." Su Qingyun didn't answer this question.

Chen An seemed familiar: "Hey~ Brother Su's insights just now are thought-provoking. We novelists have gone deep into the Jianghu. If you think about it carefully, it is really what you said. It is not the Jianghu who fight and kill. It’s the communication between people, it’s the sophistication of the world.”

At this time, Xiaoer also started to serve food, Su Qingyun said: "If Brother Chen doesn't mind, why don't we go together?"

"Then I'm still in the shoes of Brother Su!"

Several people chatted while eating, mostly Su Qingyun and Chen An were communicating.

In Su Qingyun's impression, although novelists are in their own class, they are regarded as out-of-the-ordinary people, because they mostly record folk gossip and have no famous theories.

But in Su Qingyun's opinion, this is not the case at all. He believes that these people have really contacted the common people, and even came from among the common people, and they have a solid understanding of the living conditions of the common people. It's not popular, but it's also because the nobles don't like it.

But Su Qingyun was very concerned. He wanted to know more about the people's situation, which would have a great impact on how he would act in the future.

During the conversation, several people learned that Chen An is actually the head of this generation of novelists.

Although novelists are considered to be unpopular, they did not look down on them because of this. Chen An was very touched by this, especially one of them was a disciple of Tianzong. You must know that Tianzong is one of the best sects among all the masters. For a while, Chen An knew all about Su Qingyun's questions.

Several people ate and drank well, and it was completely dark, so everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

Back in the room, Su Qingyun immediately mobilized his internal energy to eliminate the smell of alcohol, but there was still a trace of drunkenness.

He noticed when he was eating just now, the waiter of this inn kept looking at them, to be precise, he was looking at the things on Chen An's back.

Obviously, this Xiao Er may not be simple.

Su Qingyun is not afraid that they will be targeted. After all, Wei Guo is the only one who has grievances with him for the time being. However, they have avoided the city along the way. It is unlikely that Wei Guo will find out and mobilize troops to arrest them. After all, it is the border between Han and Wei. If you want to act, you can only send masters, but there are no masters in Wei Guo, except for the armored gates, so it is really impossible to send them.

It seems that the package Chen An is carrying is not a simple thing, but looks like a sword in shape.

Chen An who returned to the room naturally didn't know what Su Qingyun was thinking, but at the moment he didn't look like he was drunk just now.

As the head of a faction, although the novelist is not as profound as other schools of thought, he also has a half-step innate strength.

Just now he also noticed that someone was staring at him, to be precise, at his package.

"It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a disaster that can't be avoided. This day will come sooner or later!"

Chen An recalled what the master said to him when he received the token from the master: "Once you take this sword, it means that you have no way out. For the continuation of the novelist, you must be able to defeat the sword." Everything is difficult."

Chen An took the sword. It was a very beautiful sword. He never thought that a low-level novelist would hide such a sword.

After that day, he was attacked several times, and the purpose of the opponent was very clear, which was the sword in his hand.

"Is the famous sword known as Yuchang, Pure Hook and other swords really a curse? There must be a lot of people drinking blood tonight, and I hope it won't affect Brother Su and others."

Chen An took a deep breath, carried the package on his back, and went out without any disguise. He planned to lure people out of the inn.

Chapter 22 Goodbye Luowang, Mingjian Moyao

Chen An took the package out of the inn and came to a forest.

A boundless darkness seemed to engulf him.

Chen An took a deep breath, and then untied the package on his back, revealing the contents inside.

This is a sword, the scabbard is black, the sword grid is spherical, the sword is like a curved moon, and the whole sword is black.

Holding the sword in his left hand, Chen An said loudly, "Come out, why hide!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a piercing sound from behind, and Chen An stepped on his feet to avoid the sneak attack.

"A group of villains who only know how to attack!" Chen An said disdainfully.

"The net is everywhere! You should be obedient and catch it!"

At some point, Chen An was surrounded by people, all of them were wearing black tights, and a black gauze was wrapped around their faces to hide their real faces.

"You stinky spiders really linger, haven't you learned enough lessons from being killed last time?"

Although Chen An was not the leader of a great sect, he was a leader anyway, and Luo Wang came to assassinate him again and again, and they were all small fish and shrimp sent by him, so he naturally didn't take it to heart.

"The goal of Luowang has always been to never die, but you don't have to worry, you will definitely not be able to escape this time!"

"It's just you?"

Chen An pulled out the sword in his hand, and suddenly an obscure aura enveloped him.

"This is the famous sword Mo Yao. The sword energy can make the user's breath elusive. It really is a good sword!"

Chen An didn't talk nonsense with these killers any more, but shot immediately. In this environment, with the help of the Mo Yao Sword's characteristics, the snare killer lost Chen An's trace for a while.

"Where is he?"

Before the trap killer could react, Chen An appeared behind a killer, and Mo Yao pierced his chest with his sword.

"Go together!"

Under the cover of Mo Yao's sword energy, Chen An's figure could perfectly blend into the night, and he didn't know who was the target of assassination for a while.

The Net Killer seemed frightened by this almost one-sided massacre, and had already flinched a bit.

Chen An saw that these people wanted to retreat, but he didn't relax in his heart. Since he came out, he has been a little uneasy. It is impossible for Luo Wang to send only these people here after suffering so many losses.

The gods kill the earth, the ghosts and monsters, Chen An naturally knows the eight levels in the net.

The last four are in charge of intelligence, and the first four are in charge of execution. The killers sent before were only at the ground level, not even at the level of killing. What will be their backhands this time?

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

"That's not bad! Thanks to being the head of the novelist today, he can kill so many killers, and he can be regarded as a master in the Jianghu. It's a pity..."

"Who?"

Chen An suddenly heard a voice from behind, turned around and swung a sword, but unfortunately there was nothing.

"It's a pity, you're going to die today, a mediocre novelist is actually worthy of using such a famous sword!"

"Killer level!" Chen An knew very well that the person who came was definitely not an ordinary person, and should be a killer level snare killer.

As for the Tianzi-level killer, Chen An knew very well that he might not be worthy of such a master.

Chen An was nervously preparing for a sneak attack, but the opponent seemed to have no intention of attacking.

Before Chen An could get confused, the snare killer who had just retreated attacked again, and at the same time, a flute sounded in the woods.

Facing the incoming killer, Chen An didn't dare to be careless, and resorted to his unique skill: Wuguangmo kill.

Just when he killed several snare killers, he suddenly felt dizzy before his eyes, and then a killer took the opportunity to attack from behind.

Chen An, who was too late to resist, managed to stabilize his footsteps, and raised his sword to block the killer behind him, but he could only prevent him from hurting the fatal part.

Blood dripped down his left shoulder, and Chen An realized that it was not that this murderous killer didn't make a move, but that there was a hidden murderous intent in the sound of the flute.

"I've heard for a long time that there are masters who can use rhythm to kill people in the world, but I didn't expect to meet them today." Chen An smiled wryly.

The bursts of music, which can entertain people on weekdays, are now a reminder of his death.

"Today, even if I die, I will take a few backs with me!"

Chen An cheered up, raised his sword and exploded with all his strength, and the power of the sword move approached the realm of transformation, and the trap killer was difficult to break through.

As time passed, Chen An's eyes were red, and he was completely immersed in the killing. The long-term high-intensity explosion was obviously exhausting his life.

In the distance, a woman was playing the jade flute. This person was Li Wu, a killer at the level of Luo Wang, who was good at using rhythm to make people insane. The current situation of Chen An was thanks to her.

At this moment, there were more than ten wounds on Chen An's body, but he was still swinging his sword with all his strength when he was in a frenzy.

Just when everyone thought that everything was about to settle down, the moon in the sky suddenly emitted a blue light, and then a ring of light radiated out, and everything that passed by turned pale.

"Heaven and earth lose their color! Tianzong?" Under the attack of this internal force, Li Wu and the others were immediately unable to move, and the sound of the flute naturally stopped.

The visitor ignored Li Wu, but walked over to Chen An's side, and tapped a few acupuncture points on his body.

Chen An recovered from the madness, his whole body had no strength, he raised his eyes to see the person coming, and smiled wryly: "I didn't want to trouble you, but I didn't expect you to..."

Before finishing speaking, Chen An passed out.

Su Qingyun put it on the ground, fed a pill, and then looked at these killers.

"If I come a little later, I'm afraid you will succeed."

Su Qingyun's eyes lit up, the moon in the sky turned from blue to blood red, and the colorless internal force enveloped the area again, and without seeing him make any movements, many snare killers lost their breath unconsciously.

Li Wu looked at the scene in front of her, and her child's hole shrunk. These snare killers died so strangely that she wanted to escape here quickly, but she couldn't move at all because of the control of Su Qingyun's internal force.

Su Qingyun made a move to fetch objects from the air, captured Li Wu, and grabbed her by the neck.

Li Wu couldn't resist at all, only felt that the hand was about to crush her neck, and the strong suffocation made her eyes black.

Just when she thought she was going to die, Su Qingyun suddenly let go.

Li Wu, who escaped from death, clutched her neck and coughed violently.

"What's your name? What's the purpose of assassinating him?" Su Qingyun still didn't know why Luo Wang would assassinate the head of a low-level novelist, but only guessed that it was related to Chen An's package.

Facing Su Qingyun, Li Wu couldn't resist, so he could only reply: "Li...Li Wu...cough cough...we are for the sword in his hand."

Hearing this name, Su Qingyun suddenly thought of Ba Linglong, a group killer organization under Luo Wang.

But now Ba Linglong probably hasn't been formed yet, and Cheng Jiao hasn't rebelled yet.

Su Qingyun also noticed that the target she mentioned was the sword in Chen An's hand. Only then did he notice the blood-soaked sword, and he didn't see anything extraordinary about it.

It's no wonder that Su Qingyun is ignorant, not many people know about the Moyao sword itself, Su Qingyun doesn't know much about swords, and he himself uses swords like Longquan, so he really doesn't pay attention to ordinary swords.

He had seen some famous swords in Tianzong, but they were all famous swords in the sword manual, he really didn't know about this one.

But with Luo Wang's style, this sword should also be a famous sword.

Chapter 23 Soul Leaving Curse, Black and White Xuan Jian

"Do you want to live?"

Su Qingyun thought for a while and said in a cold voice.

Li Wu originally thought that she was going to die, but she didn't expect that there was still a chance to survive, so she hurriedly asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Talking to a smart person is easy, and Li Wu immediately guessed that Su Qingyun must be conditional.

"Did Luo Wang arrange for you to approach Cheng Jiao?"

"Cheng Jiao? No, I don't know if Luo Wang has any plans to deal with Cheng Jiao."

It seemed that the action against Cheng Jiao hadn't started yet.

"Laowang should have this mission in the future. If you are sent to perform this mission, please pass on all the information to me. As for how to pass it on..."

As he said that, Su Qingyun took out a sound transmission rune stone and threw it to Li Wu. This thing was discovered by Su Qingyun in the Taixu Treasure House a long time ago. For the big sect, such things are necessary for manpower.

However, this thing has a distance limit, and information can only be received within ten thousand miles. For Xianxia World, tens of millions of miles is of course useless, but it is enough for this era.

"This thing is activated with internal force. I have received messages within the Seven Kingdoms. If I have something to do, I will contact you through this."

"Aren't you afraid that I will lie to you?"