not bound

Xue Zangxue left after the battle with the Four Heroes of the Central Plains, not wanting to be chased halfway.

It has been recognized in the world that Young Master Wuyan is a rare and rare flower, a fledgling bastard who happened to pass by the sword test meeting, and was able to subdue the spirit sword in one fell swoop, making many martial arts people startled.

Then this miserable green boy was trapped in the territory of Shiyuan Kingdom by countless unconvinced new and old rivers and lakes. After half a year of open ridicule and indirect sarcasm, he was still doing well.

Only Xue Zangxue knew that this kind of long-term battle and escape was too boring and a test of endurance.

Even myself was finally tired.

He deeply felt that he was in the prime of life, and as time went by, the time was endless, there were too many places he hadn't been to, and the rivers and lakes he hadn't seen were too wide, how could he be trapped in a place like a ridiculous monkey? Small countries are surrounded by people.

Then, first of all, we should satisfy the small wishes of these people who have never looked down upon themselves, and then find a chance to leave this chaotic arena.

So after Xue Zangxue was chased for a long time by a group of shameless gangsters who had been in the arena for many years, he "accidentally" threw Sui Qiong into the air, and "smoothly" fell into the ambush circle. Which blacksmith who had eaten too much and had nothing to do became a prisoner in the Brahma steel cage and was disguised as a merchant to walk around the streets and alleys, and finally left Shiyuan Kingdom.

On the day when he arrived at the border, Xue Zangxue, who felt that he had finally escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, found that he was still too young. The plan to get rid of the golden cicada's shell was declared aborted before it was half implemented. Xue Zangxue smoothly fell from one pit to another .

Because, in the final destination, Guan Ruoxu, the cleanest young knight among the new generation of martial arts in the Central Plains, a gentleman of Qingzhu who was seriously injured, dehydrated and unconscious.

"It seems that I am not the only one who has just stepped out of the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den."

On the railing of the iron prison made of Fanxin Steel, Xue Zangxue's tone was not fluctuating, but there was a narrow smile under the mask.

"Ah."

Guan Ruoxu, whose arm was almost amputated by Xue Huhu, was hung in another cell in an indecent posture that was detrimental to the style of "gentleman", barely responding to a weak syllable.

"They arrested me because they coveted Suiqiong. What about you? Your soldiers... Did you offend them? What did they ask you?" Glancing at Guan Ruoxu, who was as thin as a bamboo, Xue Zangxue, who was speechless, suddenly realized , The other's sword was abolished by myself a while ago.

This turn of mouth almost bit off his own tongue.

Guan Ruoxu shook his head. He didn't know why he was attacked by an acquaintance. That "Uncle Shi" was very kind to him, so after the sword in his left hand was destroyed, he went to his house without defense, and revealed that Guan Ruoxu didn't realize something was wrong until he began to ask about his mother's traces and martial arts weaknesses.

However, it was too late, and when he woke up, he was already tortured in an iron prison.

Thinking of this, he was a little afraid to look at the masked boy who was as comfortable as in the garden restaurant even if he was a prisoner.

The simple Xue Zangxue thought that this head tilt was because Guan Ruoxu hated himself for destroying his weapon, and made him fall to this point so that he didn't want to talk to him, so he was a little embarrassing for a while.

I said before that it took only a short time for me to pay someone a sword, so that a handsome and modest gentleman became like this. I don’t even have the ability to protect myself. I continued to look at the scattered wounds on Guan Ruoxu’s body for about a cup of tea. Xue Zangxue Finally, I felt that my conscience was condemned, and I felt a little embarrassed.

The two young talents who misunderstood each other and couldn't speak were silent for a long time.

"Bamboo," Xue Zangxue finally moved to the place closest to Guan Ruoxu, "Hold on for a while, and I'll heal your wounds after I poke this hornet's nest."

This was Xue Zangxue's most gentle tone, with a flattering smile deliberately on his face, although no one could see it under the mask.

Guan Ruoxu was a little flattered, not to mention that when Young Master Wuyan appeared, he was a noble character that no one would look down upon. Even after that ambush, the Young Master Wuyan in his heart would not be such a person who easily forgives betrayal.He should be a maverick, unconstrained by the world, and not so friendly to people who have only met two sides.

Xue Zangxue, who was inexplicably identified as cold-blooded, touched his mask, it was clearly on well, what was this person surprised by?

"It's just you?" A voice with a strong mocking tone sounded in the cramped iron prison, "Without a sword, you are equivalent to a useless brat?"

This time, the person who appeared in front of Xue Zangxue was not a young man pretending to be a merchant or a knight-errant, but an upper-middle-class figure in a white exotic robe with a smug look and a little power.

At this time, Xue Zangxue hadn't wandered far and wide, at most he had wandered in Beiye and the Central Plains for a while. He had never seen any ethnic group with obvious characteristics in Lingxi Continent, so he couldn't tell which country raised this brazen fool.

Glancing over the dim, dull scraps that looked like scrap iron in that person's hands, Xue Zangxue felt pity for that person for the first time.

"Even if you have a sword, you are equivalent to a useless person."

"Do you dare to say that this envoy is a useless person!?" The robed man poked Sui Qiong on the ground, and a hole was poked in the ground.

Young Master Wuyan looked a little distressed, but pretended to be nonchalant and slapped his nose, annoyed him: "This shit? Why do I smell a strange smell?"

Guan Ruoxu burst out laughing.

"Ben...I'll use this rotten sword to chop you up, you shameless brat!" The man in the robe walked towards Young Master Wuyan with a menacing demeanor holding up the broken jade.

Xue Zangxue thought it was funny seeing this man in robes who looked like a clown with a stern look on his face.

This group of people has always wanted to take off the mask on their faces, but unfortunately they couldn't get it through the prison made of Fanxin Steel, and they didn't dare to face themselves directly.

Since you are here, why don't I wait for you?

Xue Zangxue leaned against the railing as if he had no bones, waiting for the man to open the door and come in.

Unexpectedly, this person is not such an idiot, looking at the pair of eyes shining coldly under the mask, he was a little frightened, turned around and opened Guan Ruoxu's iron prison.

"You think I'm stupid, don't you?" The robed man slapped Guan Ruoxu unconscious, and proudly pushed Sui Qiong against his left chest, "Once you open your prison door, you can take the opportunity to escape. So I I want to chop this noble gentleman with your sword in front of you, and make you bear the curse of the world!"

Although Suiqiong was just an unopened blunt sword in other people's hands, stabbing it hard would still kill people.

"An envoy is always an envoy, and it really won't be a big deal." Xue Zangxue stood up, patted the ashes off his body, and glanced in Guan Ruoxu's direction, as if to confirm whether he was still unconscious. "I want to be a law enforcement officer." Will this sword be wasted like this?"

"Do you know the Law Enforcer of Light?" The robed man followed with a glance at Guan Ruoxu, then turned his head to look at Xue Zangxue in disbelief.

Xue Zangxue snorted coldly.

"No, it's impossible for you to know!" The Lightbringer's hands trembled a little.

"As the dark side, do you think I don't know?" Xue Zangxue's tone carried an indescribable sarcasm.

"Are you from the Dark Hall?" the man finally called out.

"of course."

I have to say that Xue Zangxue's neither salty nor cold tone is actually very suitable for deceiving people.

Ever since Ning Changhua told Xue Zangxue the story of Blast Sword Lu Yan, Xue Zangxue has become an admirer of Blast Sword Lu Yan. He read all the words about Lu Yan that Caiwei Pavilion could find, and even ran away During these days, he still tirelessly read the scripts of various legends.

He has already read the chapters of "Shining Wind" three times. The dark messengers, law enforcers, consuls, and high priests who were beaten back to their hometown by Lu Yan, as a son without face, learned that the most righteous stories have already been branded in his heart. Printed.So when he heard the word "Benshi", coupled with that strange outfit, he immediately thought that the Dark Hall had come back.

But as Xue Zangxue said, the envoy is always the envoy, and the idiot is always the idiot. He defrauded the Bright Law Enforcer by just saying the word Law Enforcer, so behind it is the Bright Hall.

The Lightbringer is surprisingly easy to deceive.

"Shh, I came here quietly," Xue Zangxue pretended to lower his voice, and said, "But you have spent so long, and the situation is really not well controlled. Where are the law enforcement officers? No one came?"

The Messenger of Light stared at the gloomy mask, and felt that the other party might really be a member of the Dark Hall, after all, the arrogance was exactly the same as that of the Dark Hall.

"How could a law enforcement officer come to such a small place," he replied dubiously, "I can just come for a small person like you."

So the law enforcers are distributed in more important places and deal with more important people.

Xue Zangxue said: "No wonder I saw that law enforcement officer walking with someone on the hero list last time. You are only worthy of a small role like me."

"Damn!" The Messenger of Light put down his sword and spat, "What is the list of heroes! The last target was a general!"

"Oh." Xue Zangxue dismissed it.

"What are you so proud of in the Dark Hall? Didn't you get beaten to the bum and returned to Xizhou!" The Messenger of Light swung his sword fiercely, and Broken Qiong and Brahma Heart Steel collided together, making a dull and trembling sound.

Xue Zangxue looked at the railings where the sparks were splattering and hated his teeth. He cursed secretly, raised his hand and scratched at the void, and the scrap iron sword flashed, comparable to the freezing airflow flowing along the Lightbringer in the bitter cold of the extreme north. The tiger's mouth stretched over his arms.

Amid the horrified cry of the Messenger of Light, the Broken Jade that was stuck in his palm vibrated extremely quickly, then quickly escaped from his control, and returned to the hands of Young Master Wuyan.

Xue Zangxue took a sword flower, and inadvertently swung a bright arc. The railing made of Fanxin steel around him broke into several sections, and fell to the ground with a clang.

The author has something to say:

Guan Ruoxu (compares the heart): It is good that the young master has no face.

Everyone in Guangming Hall: Hahaha.