[Comprehensive] The Journey of the Protagonist

Jiang Yulang and Xiao Yuer are just like brothers, when they passed by Murong Jiu shoulder to shoulder, he was very happy to find that this girl was not only targeting him, she seemed to embrace all creatures that could speak and move. With an extremely high level of vigilance, he has no doubt that Hua Wuque has become a god in her heart...

And as long as her god said the word "get out" to her, she would collapse most completely, and it would be difficult to get back.

And Jiang Xiaoyu was obviously not in the girl's choice of letting go.

So he spoke to the girl in a good mood: "By the way, Miss Murong, you have been staying at the bottom of this cliff, don't you want to go out with us? You know... the other eight young ladies of the Murong family and their Husband, they are all looking for you crazy...the price they offered is not low at all, half of the people in this Jianghu are looking for the ancestral copper talisman of the Emei School..."

He raised his eyebrows, flipped the talisman in his hand, and deliberately waved it in front of Xiao Yu'er's eyes: "The other half are looking for you!"

Murong Jiu looked at him indifferently, she was thin and light, she was dressed in green, elegant and refined, her expression was cold when looking at her, a pair of big eyes were filled with hazy smoke.

Xiao Yu'er didn't wait for her to answer, then laughed and said: "What? You got Qicun from the Emei School, now even the Murong family doesn't want to let it go?"

"How come?" Jiang Yulang smirked.

Xiao Yu'er turned his head away, admonishing Murong Jiu earnestly: "Don't look at this little poisonous snake who has turned over obediently now, exposing his belly, flattering him, letting him be kneaded and teased." ..."

"But he is scared, just wait and see, as long as we show our weak inner substance, we are guaranteed to be the first ones to come out, show our fangs, and bite you fiercely at the deadly place." He is a little poisonous snake!"

Jiang Yulang sullenly continued to smile and said: "Brother Jiang, you are really keen to slander me, Miss Murong, don't be fooled by him, he is a salty fish, he is best at eloquent speech and nonsense, don't forget , he is a little devil star who came out of the Valley of the Wicked..."

"You're not bad either," Xiao Yu'er gritted his teeth, "You are indeed a little poisonous snake raised by the biggest hypocrite in the world!"

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time they punched and kicked each other deep in their hearts.

Murong Jiu looked at these two idiots who were confronting each other, and just uttered one word coldly: "Get lost!"

So the two continued to hook shoulders and leave with a smile on their backs.

"Let's go too." A faint voice came from beside her. Su Xuan was standing beside her with his hands behind his back. He lowered his head and responded, "Hmm..."

Outside the city of Changzhou, the scenery is picturesque, with mountain flowers blooming, winding streams, blooming flowers dotted with flowing water, everything seems to be shining under the sun.

A poor man was lying lazily basking in the sun on the grass beside the stream. He was wearing a white-washed black clothes and a pair of worn-out straw sandals. He was stretching out of boredom.

The grass next to the flowing water is as soft as an expensive carpet, with the chirping of insects and the fluttering of birds, and they soar into the sky, creating a lively scene.

But it wasn't until he got closer that he could feel the extraordinaryness of this lazy and poor man. His hands and bones protruded and grew to below his knees. The man's burly spirit, at a glance, can't tell his specific age.

Su Xuan came step by step from further away, and Murong Jiu quietly and obediently followed him a few steps away, like a silent shadow that followed forever.

He was dressed in white, his hair was tied up like black ink, and his silver-like long sword hung from his waist.

When he approached step by step, it was as if he had brought a freezing cold current, and the scenery like spring flowers and warm sun lost all the color temperature just now.As if the poor man had just realized it, he jumped up like a vigilant tiger and wolf, his right hand was already on the rusty iron sword on the straw rope around his waist, his thick eyebrows were raised, and he looked straight at the park with sharp eyes. Su Xuan who was more than ten meters away.

Su Xuan stared at the tense poor man with his dark eyes, and asked, "Are you Yan Nantian?"

"It's me." The poor man affirmed.In fact, he had been aware of someone approaching since just now, but it wasn't until this person approached that he realized that what he had sensed all along was only the footsteps of the woman following him.

Su Xuan looked at him deeply, was silent for a while, and then said lightly: "No, you are not Yan Nantian."

The poor man subconsciously grasped the hilt of his sword, he laughed and said, "Who in this martial arts world would dare to impersonate Yan Nantian?"

He looked Su Xuan up and down, with admiration in his eyes, and then he seemed to warn: "A young man like you always likes to challenge the elders and masters, dreaming of defeating famous knights and becoming famous in the martial arts world from then on, but I don’t know, the most important thing in this world is not fame and wealth, but your own life!”

"I came here to find Yan Nantian." Su Xuan didn't take it seriously, he sighed softly: "You are not Yan Nantian, but you can come at his request and act in his name."

The smile on the poor man's face disappeared without a trace, he no longer restrained his aura, stood there with a heroic demeanor, he shouted loudly: "No matter what you want to do with Yan Nantian, I am Yan Nantian now , Yan Nantian is me, I can take it for him!"

"However, the one I want to challenge is Yan Nantian himself." Su Xuan raised his eyes without much emotion: "If you can contact Yan Nantian, please tell him that I will invite the Moon Palace in Yihua Palace." At the request of the lord, that is, my master master, after three months, in front of the Xuanwu Palace, I will have a life-and-death duel with Jiang Xiaoyu..."

"But you should be able to tell that there are not many people in this Jianghu who can be my opponents." Su Xuan said such wild words, as if he was uttering a long-established fact, and the man on the other side unexpectedly Can't refute the slightest bit.

"What's more, Jiang Xiaoyu, who can only be called the best among the younger generation." Su Xuan raised the corners of his lips, and said coldly: "Go and tell him, if he doesn't want to see the son who sworn brothers in the past If he is defeated and dies, then he must find me first, if he can defeat me, then..."

He said slowly, with a mocking voice: "What's the matter if I let Jiang Xiaoyu's life go?"

"...Are you really confident that you can survive under his sword?" The poor man also said coldly, his eyes lit up with fire, it was anger, blazing flames, capable of burning everything.

"You're wrong." Su Xuan said softly, and he even smiled a little. With his smile, the atmosphere around him naturally softened: "Since it's a challenge, why can't I win?"

"Then why don't you let me try your jinliang?" As soon as the poor man uttered the word "jinliang", he pulled out the rusty sword on his waist. The speed is so fast, and the power is so strong that no one can match it in searching the entire martial arts world today!

But Su Xuan didn't take a step back, he just stood quietly in the distance, and swung out casually, a streak of sword light poured down like the water of the Milky Way nine days away, cold and bright.

The poor man's burly body shook, he raised his eyebrows, his eyes became more and more admiring, and he shouted: "Good!"

Su Xuan could have used the technique of moving flowers and jade to remove the sword's force, but he didn't do that. He just used this sword to face him head-on, showing his profound internal strength and unparalleled swordsmanship.

This also made the poor man withdraw the iron sword silently, extinguishing the desire to strike again.

He was no longer as angry as he was just now, he just sighed and said: "There are people like you in today's martial arts world!"

"Your sword is your person." The big man said: "Although I don't know why Palace Master Yaoyue wants you to kill Xiao Yu'er, how can a person like you be at her mercy?"

"I will tell Yan Nantian what you said." The poor man solemnly said, "Remember, the person who fights with you today is me, 'Nantian Hero' Lu Zhongyuan!"

On the other side, Jiang Xiaoyu was like a little fish with its tail in its mouth. He followed Jiang Yulang out of Mount Emei, eating and drinking all the way, and dawdling at night, which made Jiang Yulang open another room... ...the two of them hated each other, neither of them wanted to sleep in the same bed.

But when he just fell asleep, a feeling of déjà vu woke him up from his shallow dream.

Different from the "gentle" behavior last time, this time he was literally lifted by the collar and thrown to the ground within a mile.

Xiao Yu'er turned around flexibly, avoiding the embarrassment of falling to the ground again.

He smiled and looked up, and he saw the familiar figure after two years.Dressed in an empty white robe, with the familiar ferocious and terrifying bronze mask on his face, the night wind blew past, making him feel unspeakably cold and frightening.

"You are still alive." The uninvited guest said slowly, her voice was hoarse and cold, her eyes were burning with cold flames, like a ghost crawling out again: "Then he is still alive."

"Who are you talking about?" Xiao Yu'er said boldly, "Oh~ I know you're talking about Hua Wuque, right?"

"...He didn't kill you." The ghostly visitor said quietly as if narrating.

"Of course not!" Xiao Yu'er said as if surprised, but also as if showing off: "Hua Wuque is my best friend, Jiang Xiaoyu, how could he do anything to a friend?"