After ten years of cold window, you told me it was Zongwu?

"Have you heard that the head of the Qingcheng faction died because of his famous stunt!"

"Is there such a thing?"

"Of course, the sister of my cousin's family worships in the Qingcheng faction. According to her, the head of the Qingcheng faction has been dead for several months. She was afraid that his faction would take the opportunity to cause trouble, so she kept secret. Now things are overwhelming I can't hold it anymore, so I spread it."

"Hiss...the Qingcheng faction is our great sect, this is not a trivial matter. Do you know who made the move?"

"Who do you think could die under your fame stunt?"

"In the same way..."

"Shh... just know, don't say it, we can't afford to mess with these people!"

"Thank you brother for reminding me."

"Let me tell you, many people in Jianghu have died because of their famous stunts recently, and they are going to Jiangnan to find trouble!"

As soon as they entered Shu, Su Han and his party felt that the atmosphere was not right, and people from all walks of life gathered in a hurry.

"Young master, are we going to join in the fun?" Lan Jian asked curiously.

There were six people in a group, five of them were sitting, only AhZi stood obediently by the side.

Knowing the horror of the Soul Locking Curse, Ah Zi was very obedient along the way, and she didn't dare to have other intentions, and she didn't dare to run away.

After all, who knows if the Soul Locking Curse will happen halfway.

She no longer wants to experience the feeling of pain into the soul.

Su Han shook his head: "Forget it, let's go to Dali to deal with business first. There is no big school in Sichuan, and it is not very interesting to think about it."

The words fall.

Hearing a bang, a man slapped the long knife on the table and shouted, "What a breath!"

Without even raising his head, Su Han said, "Lan Jian, slap me!"

"Yes."

The voice fell, and the person had disappeared from everyone's sight.

clap clap clap!

When she reappeared, she had already appeared by the man's side, and gave the man three mouths in a row, until the man was so dizzy that he fell to the ground.

"How brave!"

Seeing what Lan Jian did, other people in the Jianghu were furious, drew their swords out of their sheaths, and looked at Su Han and his party with a hostile expression.

"slow!"

At this moment, a voice full of air sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a figure came through the air and landed in the inn.

"Dare to ask, but Mr. Murong came to my Sichuan?" The visitor was dressed in green clothes, with an extraordinary bearing, and his face was shining, which showed that he had successfully cultivated his inner strength, and he was not a weak person.

Lan Jian snorted softly: "Why is Murong not Murong? Murong Fu also wants to be compared with the young master?"

Mei Jian proudly said, "That's right, you are a god-like young master, you'll really dirty your ears when you compare Murong Fu with him!"

Sima Lin was startled.

These people in front of them are very arrogant, the land of the Northern Song Dynasty, the name of Nan Murong shook the world, these people actually don't look down on them.

Sima Lin didn't dare to be careless at all, he cupped his hands and asked, "Dare to ask your honorable driver's name?"

The Qingcheng faction says it’s not big, it’s not small.

In the land of Shu, he can still show off his prestige for a while, but if he provokes an existence that cannot be provoked, it will be bad.

Mei Jian looked at Su Han and saw that he had no objection, so he hugged his sword and said proudly: "My young master is the young master of Vulture Palace in Tianshan Mountain!"

Sima Lin was startled, sweat dripping down his back.

In this comprehensive martial arts world, Vulture Palace is not some hidden sect, but a world-renowned sect.

Compared with the Qingcheng faction, it can be said that they are like ants.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly cupped his hands in salute: "I have seen the young lord, please forgive me for what happened just now!"

"It's okay." Su Han waved his hand, "He has the heart to win glory for his hometown, and he has already surpassed most people. But next time, please be more careful and don't provoke others for no reason."

With a wave of his hand, a pill landed in front of the bewildered man.

30 Love to join in the fun Lu Xiaofeng (asking for flowers)

The man picked up the pill, his face turned pale instantly.

"This……"

Mei Jian snorted softly: "This is a elixir for enhancing power, a rare treasure. If the young master wants you to die, do you still need to poison it?"

What Su Han gave him was the elixir he had practiced at the beginning, the potency of the medicine was not pure, and the inner strength that could be increased was only five years.

But for people in the Jianghu, it is already a very rare thing.

The man was startled, then suddenly became ruthless, raised his head and swallowed the elixir.

After a few breaths, the man felt a heat surge in his dantian, and he quickly sat down cross-legged to practice.

Under everyone's gaze, the tea time passed, the man opened his eyes with surprise on his face: "Thank you, Young Master, for giving me the medicine!"

"Excuse me." Su Han waved his hand, "Mei Jian, let's prepare to leave too."

After finishing the words, he was about to leave when his eyes suddenly fell on a person in the distance.

"Lu Xiaofeng?"

Lu Xiaofeng, who has four eyebrows, is so recognizable in appearance.

Lu Xiaofeng was surprised: "Brother actually knows me."

"I've heard it a long time ago." Su Han nodded, "It is said that wherever you go, there will be disasters. It's hard not to know."

Lu Xiaofeng's expression froze.

You're talking like I'm a disaster star.

The other Song people didn't know the inside story, but they believed that the young master of Vulture Palace wouldn't be lying, so they stepped back quickly to let Lu Xiaofeng vacate a large area.

"Brother, it's ridiculous. I just like to join in the fun, and I didn't cause the disaster." Lu Xiaofeng quickly explained.

Su Han didn't picket this matter, and asked, "Could it be that the recent vendetta in Song Dynasty also aroused Brother Lu's interest?"

"Naturally." Lu Xiaofeng nodded, "I have met Murong Fu before, but he is a natural master. Although his strength is not bad, he does not have the strength to kill so many famous masters silently."

"Besides, after my investigation, this matter is also inextricably related to the Yuan Kingdom's Magician's Palace. Hmph, even as a martial artist, I have to pay attention to Yuan Kingdom's wolf ambition."

Su Han praised: "Brother Lu is really good at it, he has found so many things."

"Could it be that Brother Su knows the inside story?" Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help being surprised to see that Su Han was confident.

Hearing this, all the martial arts practitioners in central Sichuan gathered their eyes and looked at Su Han quietly.

Su Han smiled and said, "Of course I know. A few months ago, I stayed in Dali and met a man who had been dead for decades. Do you think it's strange?"

Lu Xiaofeng frowned: "People who have been dead for decades?"

After thinking for a while, he suddenly lost his voice and said, "Could it be Murong Bo?"

Su Han clapped his hands: "It's so easy to talk to smart people."

Sima Lin was puzzled, and asked, "Hero Lu, why did you guess it was Murong Bo?"

"Using the other's way to return the other's body is Yanziwu's method." Lu Xiaofeng's voice was sonorous, "This matter was not done by Murong Fu, but it was done by a person who died for decades, except for Murong Bo, Who else could it be?"

"You must know that it is not so easy for ordinary people to imitate Murong's methods."

Sima Lin frowned: "It's just that Murong Bo caused trouble everywhere, didn't he bring disaster on his own family?"

"Recruiting disaster?" Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, "This move is just to make the Murong family famous. You might as well think about it, these people who died recently are so powerful. Even if you all rushed to Yanziwu together, how can you win the Murong family?"

Sima Lin was startled, and couldn't help being speechless.

Although these words are straightforward and heart-wrenching, they are not false.

Indeed, even if he knew that Murong Fu did it, he might not be able to avenge him at all.

Lu Xiaofeng cupped his hands: "Dare to ask brother, where is this Murong Bo now?"

"In Shaolin." Su Han said with a smile, "Brother, if you are interested, you might as well go to Shaolin."

Lu Xiaofeng frowned: "In Shaolin? Could it be that Shaolin has something to do with Mr. Murong Bo!"

Shaolin in the Northern Song Dynasty was powerful, if they were making trouble behind the scenes, things would not be easy.

"It's up to Brother Lu to investigate."

After speaking, without waiting for Lu Xiaofeng's response, he performed lightness kung fu, and he was far away in the blink of an eye.

Four Swords Attendant also performed Lingbo Weibu, his body was like a fairy, and he went far in the blink of an eye.

Only Ah Zi, who was not good at martial arts, was carried forward by a sword servant.

"Such brilliant lightness kung fu, this Tianshan Vulture Palace is really extraordinary."

When he came back to his senses, seeing Su Han's figure disappear, Lu Xiaofeng wanted to chase after him, but gave up again.

Firstly, Su Han has given him a clear message, secondly, although he possesses Fengwu Nine Heavens Lightness Kungfu, he may not be able to catch up, so he can only give up.

"Everyone, let's just leave here." Lu Xiaofeng cupped his hands towards the crowd, performed lightness kung fu, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Sima Lin came back to his senses, was stunned for a while, and said: "All disciples obey the order and spread the news about Murong Bo. When the time comes, let's go to Shaolin to seek justice."

If they go on their own, they will naturally be powerless.

However, if the power of Shaolin can be used, revenge may not be impossible.

After speaking, Sima Lin left in a hurry.

It wasn't until the disciples of the Qingcheng School left that someone remembered the swordsman from before.

"Liu Cheng, after you took that elixir, what's so magical about it?"

Satisfied, Liu Cheng gathered his five fingers together and made a gesture: "Five years of internal strength!"