[Sword Three] [Huayang] Continues

"Senior Brother Mu, I've brought it here for you!" The little Taoist rested the cart pushing the wine jar beside him, patted the blue and silver alchemist uniform, and greeted the lonely white figure standing by the river.

Mu Chenfeng turned around and nodded politely at him: "Thank you, Junior Brother."

Gao Guanbaiyi did not see the sword box, Song Xiuran couldn't help curling his lips when he saw it, and made a face at the two Changge disciples who were not far away under the maple tree, then ran to Mu Chenfeng with a jar of wine in his arms, Whispered: "Brother, brother, do you want me to guide them away for you?"

Mu Chenfeng shook his head, took it over and faced the clear water of the river and lifted the lid of the altar, just holding the wine altar without saying a word and staring into the distance with a sad expression.

Song Xiuran scratched his head obediently without knowing it, but said nothing obediently.

The little Taoist went back to the places where the ghosts haunted, and the camp changed.Not to mention that Haoqi lost three points, Ye Rong was seriously injured, and since then Haoqi League has started to investigate the inner ghost, making people panic. The startled Qixiu with a loud voice is actually a villain, who is often made things difficult by Yun Jin, and is a fool. Jiang Yuhan turned out to be the Demon Lord, and the news alone made him dizzy.

Fortunately, Mu Chenfeng acted as usual, even if the sword was confiscated, he did not argue, and tried his best to heal his wounds in Rapids Dock.Song Xiuran was so regretful that he scolded Jiang Yuhan thousands of times in his heart.Just when he was gnashing his teeth and expressing what he wanted, Mu Chenfeng corrected him, saying that his name was Jiang Yan and that he had killed Guo Yun.Song Xiuran seemed to be struck by lightning, he couldn't believe it and was afraid until now.

Qutang Gorge in winter is still picturesque with clear water and red leaves. However, the redder the red leaves, the more depressed Mu Chenfeng appears. Even though his face is still expressionless, the clear pupils that were once calm and reassuring have long since looked like muddy sand The spring, no longer see the water.

Now he asks him for wine, but Song Xiuran refuses and gets it according to the quantity.Fearing that he might get drunk and jump into the river in a depressed mood, the little Taoist priest stood firmly by his side and was ready to rescue him at any time, even though he was laughing.

Mu Chenfeng stood on the stone for a while, raised his hand and turned his wrist under Song Xiuran's nervous gaze, and poured all the good wine into the river.

Song Xiuran didn't dare to stop him. Seeing Mu Chenfeng asked him how many jars he brought and poured them one by one, he asked in a daze, "Senior brother, you asked me to spend a lot of money on good wine to feed the fish?"

Mu Chenfeng opened his mouth, looked in the direction of the water, and said in a slow voice: "I heard that the rivers are open, and Guo Yunruo's soul returns to Junshan and passes by here, so come and get the agreed ten altars of wine."

When Song Xiuran heard him explain the reason in a calmer tone, he couldn't help his nose sore, and said: "Brother, don't be sad, if he has no regrets, he will definitely pass away."

"I'm not sad." Mu Chenfeng said, and took the cold wine jar to pour down his drink, "Master once said that my relationship is weak, and I have to be called brother and brother, so I didn't take it seriously. I don't want to escape fate in the world. It's always unfortunate."

He spoke lightly, and Guo Yun's hearty voice seemed to come from somewhere saying "It's not a loss if you meet a bosom friend", but the aroma of the wine disappeared with the wave, and for a while, the night wind was alone, leaving only the sound of water and desolation.

Song Xiuran heard a smattering of understanding, and seeing his eyes brighten and then dark, he knew that this cold senior brother had also expected to break free from his fate, talk and laugh freely, but he was put in a game by Wanhua, and everything came to naught. , and the sword was withdrawn, and the heart was chilled, which was worse than the peaceful situation before.

"Senior brother, don't worry! You still have me! I'll go back to the Valley of the Wicked to settle accounts with him. I'm neutral, and they dare not stop me." Song Xiuran became angrier as he thought about it. Round out the youthful face.

"You don't need to go to the Valley of the Wicked, you can meet him in Tiance Mansion." A loud voice sounded behind him.

Cao Yu silenced the two long songs, and stood behind the two Chunyangs, one tall and one short, for a long time. When Song Xiuran was filled with righteous indignation and said that he had to settle the score, he coughed lightly and walked forward. He offered the cold golden sword box in his hands, and said:

"The higher-ups let go, and I'm not in vain to go back and forth to King Wu City."

Mu Chenfeng froze, looking back and forth between the sword box and Cao Yu's tired and bearded face, clutching the empty wine jar in his hand, he never picked it up.

Song Xiuran was overjoyed and volunteered to take it. Shen De walked a few steps before standing still. He excitedly said to Cao Yu, "Thank you, General Cao! Hey... why did we meet in Tiance Mansion?"

Cao Yu looked at his youthful face and sighed, "You are an alchemist, why are you still asking me?"

Song Xiuran struggled to hold the sword before he lifted the sword case to Mu Chenfeng. Suddenly, he figured it out: "Oh, I know! They are going to catch ghosts, aren't they?"

Since ancient times, there have been many dead souls on the battlefield. Datang experienced successive catastrophes, and Shuyanmen Pass and Tiance Mansion were the worst. After the Tubo Rebellion, the Dongying people took advantage of the emptiness, and I don’t know how many spirit gathering balls were secretly thrown in these places with ghosts. It is not surprising that there is something on the territory of the Ce Mansion.

Seeing Cao Yu nodding his head, Song Xiuran was smiling complacently, but Mu Chenfeng on the side silently carried the sword on his back, and could hear some hidden voices from it.

"Chenfeng, since you know about the collusion of the evil people's valley, you must also understand that they want to clean up the relationship." Cao Yu saw that he was thinking, and said directly, "I don't know who has released the news that the Tiance government has The haunting of the ghost king has attracted people from all walks of life to rush to find out, among them are all kinds of remnants, and there is also the Valley of the Wicked."

"That……"

Tiance's face became serious, and he said: "But this time to encircle and suppress the ghost king, there are too many irrelevant people, you still..."

"I'm going." Mu Chenfeng said naturally, looking at him and said calmly, "The corpse demon 'Zheyi' likes places where corpses and souls gather, so I will naturally go."

"you……"

"Even if you die."

The Taoist priest in white answered decisively, Cao Yu sighed, and finally swallowed the name Jiang Yan.

Song Xiuran looked back and forth between the two of them a few times, and suddenly interjected: "It's good for you to be injured, you're going to die or live? Didn't you say you want to catch the ghost king? That must be the job of an alchemist. I was in Wudu earlier. I heard about it when I was in the land boundary, but I didn't expect that the ghost king is so powerful. I haven't seen the ghost king yet, I'll go and go."

"You?" Cao Yu gave him a serious look, slightly suspicious.

"What's the matter with me? I'm going to do business." Song Xiuran was excited when he heard the ghost king, blushed and raised his chin, arguing, "I know you want revenge, but you went to the world in the soul market, and you can't even fight." stand up."

----split line----

Evilren Valley and Haoqi League each suffered damage after the battle. Evilren Valley has taken a stronghold and stretched the front line, so it has been rectified to some extent.The Haoqi League lost its vitality in the southwest and frequently caught spies. Even if the villains turned a deaf ear to the rewards and corpses, they were powerless to provoke another war.The two sides fought several times on a small scale in many places, but in the end it was nothing, and there was a brief period of peace between the camps.

As soon as the news of the ghost king came out, people from all walks of life rushed to go there. When encountering such an important event, the leader of Xie Xie appointed the elite, and all the strongholds sent people to Luoyang City to meet up.

Qutangxia's military strength was somewhat damaged, Han Yufang temporarily took over as the head of the rapids dock, Ye Rong was temporarily unable to ride a horse and was left alone at Bukong Pass to recuperate from his injuries, Cao Yu did not bring many troops this time.But along the way, accompanied by the silent Zichen Sword, and the neutral Song Xiuran chirping, Tiance and his party attracted a lot of attention even though there were not many of them.

It was already mid-winter when they set foot on the outskirts of Luoyang, the streets were bleak and crowded, and every step they stepped on was half an inch of ice slag mixed with snow.The majestic camp looked blue and gray from a distance.

After Cao Yu said hello, he went to arrange for people to stay temporarily. As soon as the fiery red cloak left, the place where Mu Chenfeng and Song Xiuran were located was a bit eclipsed. spin around.

Occasionally, Hao Qi, who was wandering around, recognized Mu Chenfeng, so three or two people gathered under the tent to look at his white and straight back:

"Look, it's Daoist Mu."

"Didn't he collude with the wicked, why is he still here?"

"No, Zichenjian was framed by villains and innocent people were implicated."

"Heh, how did I hear that the other party is his partner, or a demon?"

"No way? Which Demon Lord will have something to do with the mighty Zichen Sword?"

"It seems that the one in the southwest was destroyed?"

"Hey, so it can be seen that Daoist Mu may also have a problem?"

Song Xiuran was out of breath, and was grinding his teeth to go forward to argue, but the heated discussion stopped.

Just because they suddenly saw the pendant of Mu Chenfeng's crown shaking and turned his face slightly, they hurriedly shut up, and when they saw him sitting up again, they were relieved, and hurriedly changed the topic:

"In such a cold day, we must be sent to this kind of place, and we are not allowed to fight."

"I don't know anything about alchemists, so I'll just wait to steal a few heads back."

"Tsk, the behavior of a villain...Aren't you afraid of revenge from the villain?"

"What are you afraid of? The villain came late this time, and he probably has ghosts."

"That's wrong. I don't know why the Evilman Valley came here this time around the Shannan West Road. I heard that they beat anyone they meet along the way. It's very fierce."

"Who leads the troops?"

"Xiao Fan, the Warlord of Wolongpo."

They discussed again, and all of them fell silent suddenly, but this time it was not the priest in white, but a team not far from Haoqi Camp.The leader is a tall horse, black clothes and iron armor, and the crowd is dressed in fiery red, occasionally loose, and the double-ax battle flag hanging high is facing the majestic furnace and tripod flag far away.

When the villains came to Luoyang City, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. The knights from the Haoqi League camp approached one after another, and some even pointed their weapons at them.

Mu Chenfeng stood up slowly with the sword in his hand, his hands were unconsciously clenched in the sleeves of the wide Taoist robe, his frosty gaze passed over Xiao Fan who was leading the way, and fell directly on the person behind him.

The man in black shirt and red dress, with black hair drooping, came calmly on a black horse with white stripes. He occasionally tilted his head in the cold wind, and the bright red tear-like earring on the right side leaked from the side hair, only the white gauze covered his face. Only a pair of deep eyes were exposed, but the true face was not seen.

"Brother, calm down!" Song Xiuran immediately tugged on Mu Chenfeng's sleeves inlaid with blue, then rolled up his sleeves to step forward, "I'll go!"

A pair of big palms covered with gauntlets pressed down on the two of them respectively. Cao Yu patted the tense Mu Chenfeng's shoulder, then lifted Song Xiuran's collar and brought him back, saying:

"There is an order in Luoyang City, and a letter from Tiance Mansion, this time we must reverse the fight."

"Hey, Cao Yu, can you swallow this breath?!" Song Xiuran patted his chest, even though he was neutral, he was more anxious than Haoqi.

Cao Yu sneered and shook his head with difficulty: "I want to kill them more than anyone else, but..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt that the power in his palm was gone, and Mu Chenfeng had already unsheathed his Zichen sword, stepped out of the lofty Qinggong that Chunyang Palace was proud of, and headed towards the villain.

The author has something to say: entering the most critical continuous length (continuing until Volume [-]), I really want to fill in my selfishness, but the new teaching task will be twice as busy at work, try to maintain the speed

Actually... Brother Hua is really not a scumbag... otz