After binding the longevity lottery system, my lottery will become stronger.

Mountains and rivers are scattered, and stars and rivers are bright. The cold moon is like snow, and the breeze is like wind.

Under the long moon, the treetops rustled.

Ye Lingtian was dressed in a white mink fur and was walking lazily on a deserted street, playing with the Feixue Token in his hand. The moonlight shrouded his figure, making him look hazy and mysterious.

"The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again..."

Ye Lingtian was reciting Taibai's poems.

"Your Excellency, you are enjoying your leisure time. Unfortunately, you are going to die soon. How about writing a eulogy for yourself?"

A cold voice sounded.

In front, more than thirty soldiers wearing armor and full of killing intent suddenly appeared. The leader was a young man, Zheng Jintang, the son of the Huangzhou City Guard.

He was holding a long sword, and his body exuded a cold air.

"Oh? Aren't you the drowned rat you were before?"

Ye Lingtian looked at Zheng Jintang with a smile on his face.

"Looking for death, kill him for me."

Zheng Jintang's eyes were full of murderous intent. Tang Ruoyu was a disciple of the Tang Sect. He didn't dare to move, but why did this kid in front of him?

If you dare to provoke yourself in Huangzhou, you must give the other party some color.

"kill!"

More than thirty soldiers immediately attacked Ye Lingtian.

"Ants!"

Ye Lingtian smiled indifferently, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and the Feixue Ling turned into a cold light and flew out immediately, stirring up the starlight at an extremely fast speed.

"what......"

A scream rang out.

More than thirty soldiers were all pierced through the heart by the Snow Order in an instant. They were lying on the ground, bleeding profusely, and they could no longer die.

call out!

The Flying Snow Token returned to Ye Lingtian's hands, and he played with it. There was no blood on it and it was made of a special material.

"This token is also very good for use as a hidden weapon."

Ye Lingtian whispered, his eyes falling on Zheng Jintang.

"you......"

Zheng Jintang's expression changed slightly, but he was not afraid. Instead, he instantly pulled out his sword and took the initiative to kill Ye Lingtian.

boom!

As a result, when he was only one meter away from Ye Lingtian, he suddenly felt his neck being pinched by a cold hand.

"So fast!"

Zheng Jintang looked shocked and subconsciously wanted to struggle.

Click!

Ye Lingtian used a little force in his hands and pinched Zheng Jintang's neck directly.

boom!

With a casual wave of his hand, he threw Zheng Jintang's body on the ground.

call out!

Not long after, a middle-aged man flew over, it was the Thirteen Swordsmen of Tiancan, Yan Bei!

"Meet the owner!"

Yan Bei saluted Ye Lingtian.

Ye Lingtian smiled lightly and said, "Is there any special news?"

Yan Bei replied respectfully: "The Imperial Master of Zhou Dynasty has already left for Shu."

"Sichuan? I thought she was going back to Tiandu directly."

Ye Lingtian said to himself.

Feng Huojun went to Shu to participate in the Sword Learning Conference? If she fights the sword fairy Dugu City, the scene will definitely be very interesting.

"Do I need to keep watching her?"

Yan Bei asked.

"Need not!"

Ye Lingtian shook his head.

"understood."

Yan Bei nodded lightly.

"Yan Bei, it seems that it has been quite a few years since you left the Bei Yan Dynasty."

Ye Lingtian changed the topic.

Yanbei is not simple. The other party was once a general of the Beiyan Dynasty. Unfortunately, he offended someone, was framed, and finally fled Beiyan.

"It's been seven years."

Yan Bei said in a deep voice, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

In the past, he was framed, causing his family to be destroyed, and he faced endless pursuit. In the end, he had no choice but to escape into Dazhou. Time passed like water, and seven years passed in the blink of an eye.

"Want to go back to Beiyan?"

Ye Lingtian asked.

"Can't go back."

Yan Bei sighed softly, the person he offended was not simple, it was a big shot in the Bei Yan royal family.

The other party is very persistent and has not stopped tracking him over the years. Once he returns to Beiyan, the other party will definitely notice it.

Ye Lingtian handed out the Feixue Ling and said with a slight smile: "Don't worry, I have prepared something for you."

When Yan Bei saw Feixue Ling, his eyes narrowed: "This is... Feixue Ling!"

As a member of the Northern Yan Dynasty, he naturally knows what the Feixue Order means?

A Flying Snow Order can mobilize the power of Feixue Pavilion, and Feixue Pavilion is a mysterious force of the Northern Yan Dynasty. It has a special connection with the dynasty. Holding this order, you can travel unimpeded within Beiyan, even if it is No one from the royal family dared to stop it easily.

"That's right! With the Feixue Order, things will be simple. Let's take this order."

Ye Lingtian smiled faintly.

Yan Bei's heart was shocked, and he carefully took the Feixue Order and said in a solemn voice: "What does the poster want me to do?"

"The development of our Tingxue Tower in Beiyan Dynasty is relatively slow. I want you to go to Beiyan with this order to quickly make Tingxue Tower grow."

Ye Lingtian whispered.

"Okay! I will not let you down."

Yan Bei took a deep breath and bowed respectfully.

With the Feixue Order, Tingxue Tower would not have any big problems if it wanted to develop rapidly in the Northern Yan Dynasty.

"Okay! The matter is decided like this. You will go to Beiyan Dynasty immediately. When I go to Beiyan in the future, I hope to see a powerful Tingxue Tower."

Ye Lingtian smiled lightly at Yan Bei.

"Yan Beiding has fulfilled his mission."

Yan Bei bowed again and left decisively.

"..."

Ye Lingtian walked in the opposite direction. As for the corpses on the street, he didn't even take a second look.

It didn't take long.

He returned to the inn.

"Young master, you are back."

When Yue Fuyao saw Ye Lingtian, she immediately came over and secretly looked at Ye Lingtian to see if he had gone to a brothel.

Ah!

There were no red lip marks on her neck or face, but there was a faint scent of rouge on her body.

This guy must have gone to a brothel!

Ye Lingtian handed the packed things to Yue Fuyao, smiled lightly and said: "These are some delicacies that I brought for you outside. They have a unique taste. Please try them."

"Uh-huh."

Yue Fuyao took the thing and opened it. It was full of fragrant food. She immediately picked up her chopsticks to taste it.

"how is the taste?"

Ye Lingtian asked with a smile.

While eating, Yue Fuyao replied: "It's very delicious, thank you, Master."

Ye Lingtian stretched out his hand and rubbed Yue Fuyao's hair, mussing it into a mess, and said with a slight smile: "You are my young master's pretty little maid, and I really love you."

Yue Fuyao didn't care about Ye Lingtian's bad intentions, and just asked: "Sir, how much did you pay for the evil-slaying sword?"

A rich smile appeared on Ye Lingtian's face: "In exchange for a token and a favor, no, it will soon be two favors!"

"Forehead......"

Yue Fuyao looked at Ye Lingtian suspiciously, token? Favor?

What kind of tokens and favors need to be exchanged for the Evil-Slaying Sword?

But Ye Lingtian didn't plan to say more, and she didn't plan to ask any more questions.

"Third Young Master, can you come out and see me?"

Suddenly, a mysterious sound sounded.

"Here's a favor!"

Ye Lingtian raised the corners of his mouth and walked outside.