The bright moon sits on the ground

Zhen'e faces north, and there are no high mountains around. During the winter solstice, when the new wind blows south, the cold current rages and penetrates directly into the bones of people. It is the severe cold that almost freezes the blood. Go out at this time.

Obviously, Wen Zhanxing didn't belong to the smart group.

The Wen family's family rules are strict, so,? He has nothing to do with the words "spoiled and spoiled".

He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his body is much better than ordinary people, but this does not mean that he is not afraid of the cold at all.

Zhen'e's city gate is high and narrow, with no cover except for a flag that moves in the wind, and the wind is surprisingly strong.

Wen Zhanxing sat in the gap between the low walls, and the wind and sand came blowing in his face. He couldn't help but gather up his clothes, shook his almost frozen legs, and sneezed sideways, secretly estimating the time. You hour should be coming soon, why haven't those two come?

He looked at the daylight at the end of the sky, which was obscured by the flowing clouds. It was obviously blurry, but he still felt it was dazzling.

So Wen Zhanxing looked at it for a while, then looked away, untied the rope buckle, and put the sword across his knee.

The scabbard is made of red sandalwood, thin and hollow on the outside. He lowered his eyes and pressed his knuckles against the sword grid. With a little force, he pushed the Qingyang sword out a few inches, and the radiance overflowed, revealing a warm edge , Just like the green color of willows bowing their heads into the lake.

"Qingyang, Qingyang." Wen Zhanxing said while sighing, "Tell me, are they not coming?"

He is not disappointed, and there is nothing to be disappointed. It is expected that he will come, and it is also expected that he will not come.

Coming here means that the Demon Cult has not rotted to the point of no return, and everything still needs to be discussed.

If they didn't come, it meant that the Demon Cult was indeed hopeless, and the two of them were not good friends.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhanxing narrowed his eyes, the fingers holding the scabbard gradually tightened, and the knuckles were pale.

If that was the case, then there was no need for him to show mercy.

Now that the leader of the martial arts alliance has issued an order, Luoyanmen, Sword Sect, Suifeng faction, and other forces are about to move, but there is a Wen family as towering as a mountain above their heads, so they have to hand over this good job, but in their hearts They are all unconvinced.

Afterwards, three disciples of the Wen family received the order, and Wen Zhanxing was among them.

The Righteous Way and the Demon Cult have confronted each other for dozens of years. Now that Chang Jinyu has been killed and Fang Qisheng has ascended to the position of leader, the other side of the Righteous Way has been silent for a whole year, and it is time to do something—for example, look at the new leader What kind of person is he.

Wen Zhanxing has always known that there are many unspeakable rules between the Righteous Way and the Devil's Cult.

There are constant conflicts between the Righteous Way and the Devil's Cult, but they have a sense of proportion, and basically they will not kill the sect master or the head of the sect.

No matter how dull he is, he should be able to tell that the right way's men are merciful and stop when they click, all of which are intentional.

How could they send their disciples of the Wen family to eradicate evil? They were clearly sent to scout out the rumors and see if the new leader and his master Chang Jinyu are the same kind of people. If not, then everyone will be happy, right and wrong The two can maintain balance.

Farce, simply farce, a group of hopelessly lunatics.

Every time Wen Zhanxing thought of this, he felt chills down his spine. What did Zhengdao think of them?A chess piece that can be discarded at any time?What are ordinary people trampled by the devil's religion?trivial?Ants?

Who is this elaborate farce being staged for, for the world who know nothing about it?

It's really ridiculous. Human life is like a fragile reed. After a storm passes, I don't know how much flesh and blood it can eat away.

He can't understand, and doesn't want to try to understand, morality is in his heart, and everything else is nothing.

Wen Zhanxing is one of the top disciples in the Wen family, that's why he was able to become one of the three successors. The Wen family has always been fiercely competitive, with endless conspiracies and tricks, but the other two successor disciples showed that they welcomed him very much. look.

The reason, Wen Zhanxing himself knew, the two disciples might think that he was a one-track mind and easy to deceive.

The Qingyang sword made a buzzing sound under the tap of its knuckles, clear and long, like a phoenix's cry, soaring straight into the sky.

The ancients said, be sensitive to things but cautious in words.

Those two disciples should have realized this by now.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind. Now there is no conclusion on who is the cicada and who is the oriole.

After returning to Wen's house, if the elders and the head of the family blamed him, he should admit it directly. He admitted that he did touch those two people, drugged them, and tied them up. They didn't even have time to leave Wen's house. only him...

However, that's all for later, Wen Zhanxing thought, he must be the first person to meet the leader of the Demon Cult.

He has seen it with his own eyes, experienced it personally, and it is up to him to decide what is right and what is wrong, and there is no need for others to point it out.

There has been no movement for so long, the leader of the Demon Cult and the Right Protector must have missed their appointment.

Wen Zhanxing stroked the hilt of the sword with his fingertips, pressed it against the humming sword body, and suppressed the sound.

"They missed the appointment." He softened his voice and said slowly, "It seems that you should drink blood."

There is clearly a chilling killing intent hidden in these words.

However, before Wen Zhanxing could finish his sentence, his pupils narrowed sharply, and Qingyang came out of the sheath with a "clang".

The next moment, the thunder exploded, the sound of the wind was torn apart, and the icy air flow was swirled, firmly embedded in the city wall.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, the gun would have pierced into his flesh and blood.

The gunfire came first, and then a voice sounded, lazy and sleepy, with a prolonged tail, arrogant and dismissive.

"Talk to the sword? Are you a three-year-old kid?"

Wen Zhanxing clenched his back molars tightly, and slowly turned his gaze to look at the person who came.

He was dressed in a neat chivalrous attire, without any accessories, his smooth black hair was tied behind his head, without any makeup and powder, his eyebrows were green, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and two useless tears came out from the corners of his eyes, and he yawned and looked at the girl. Wen Zhan walked over.

"Miss Zhang Rui." Wen Zhanxing's eyes suddenly turned cold, "You won't tell me, but you just happened to pass by?"

Zhang Rui wiped the teardrops from the corners of her eyes casually, pulled out the water gun, her expression was indifferent, as if she wasn't the one who did it just now.

However, her words were unceremonious and full of aggression: "Isn't it your usual excuse to draw your sword to help when the road is injustice? Wen Zhanxing, I don't have the time to talk nonsense with you. To be blunt, I am really aiming at you here."

Wen Zhanxing smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, "The Demon Cult really has great abilities, and it can even be related to King Zhen'e."

It's impossible to explain clearly to this kind of person, and it will only get darker and darker. Zhang Rui simply ignored him, and just asked: "A few days ago, in the middle of the night, I secretly threw the Four Books and Five Classics into Zhen'e Mansion. Believe it, is it you?"

Only Wen Zhanxing could do such a disgusting thing.

I also specially marked the word "Zhang Rui", in case others would not misunderstand it, right?

After hearing this, Zhang Shuangbi knocked on Zhang Rui's door worriedly, and left with a suppressed smile.

love letter?Don't even think about it, Wen Zhanxing was short of writing "Girl, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately" in the letter.

Zhang Rui was so angry that she slipped to the barracks early the next morning, carrying her long hair angrily.He found a few well-known soldiers and had a good time practicing, covered in wind and sand, and Zhang Qi grabbed her pigtails just for this crap, and threatened her to hand over Bi Tao.

She was holding back her anger and had nowhere to vent it, yet Wen Zhanxing dared to accuse her here in a strange voice.

You can do it, Wen Zhanxing.

Zhang Rui even laughed angrily at him, her fingers moved slightly, and the water gun spun in her palm, causing gusts of wind, then she pointed the tip of the gun at Wen Zhanxing, raised her chin, and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth: "Nonsense Say less, move!"

Wen Zhanxing looked indifferent as if he didn't see the sharp point of the gun, and said to himself: "I just want to ask you, why didn't Fang Qisheng and Nie Qiu come here, why did you come here? They asked you to do this ?”

Are you taking what I just said as deaf ears?Zhang Rui felt that her emotions were on the verge of collapse.

She is very, very special, extremely, she doesn't care about anything, and she will solve the matter two or three times.

But what Zhang Qi said before she left was like annoying mosquitoes and flies, chanting, and it rang again, pulling back her almost violent emotions—think about Zhen'e Mansion, think about the consequences Come on, don't just think about yourself.

So Zhang Rui took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger, and spoke very fast, regardless of whether Wen Zhanxing heard clearly, he just explained: "Your words are really ridiculous, and I don't care what their identities are. , anyway, it's also my top spot in the martial arts competition, shouldn't I have contact with them? Or are you happy if I drive them out?"

"Also, you are a dull, stubborn, corrupt, fool!" She scolded, "You only said that five days later, at Youshi, the city gates will meet, which city gate is it, did you say it? You didn't tell me! How did they know where to go for the appointment!"

Wen Zhanxing was shocked by her scolding, he was stunned for a moment, and asked: "Then how do you know?"

"Zhen'e, originally there was only the north gate, and the other three sides were built later. In order to distinguish, Zhen'e people used to call the north gate 'City Gate', and the other three gates were called 'Zangfeng Dao'. "Zhang Rui impatiently kicked away the stones at his feet, and said, "I don't care who you asked about these things, but you don't think that two people who have just arrived in Zhen'e can know these things, do you?"

Wen Zhanxing's reaction was not slow, and he quickly realized the most critical question: "Did you send them away on purpose?"

"Ah, that's right." Zhang Rui suddenly felt a burst of pleasure, raised her brows and smiled, "I'm not a good person, but at least I'm willing to admit, Wen Zhanxing, you are not a good person, but you pretend to be righteous. Who are you trying to fool?"

"I have to tear off your fake mask today." Her eyes were heavy, she lifted her chin, and when she looked down from above, Wen Zhanxing always had the illusion of being watched by some crazy carnivore that only cared about biting.

However, he didn't have time to think about it, and everything that should be explained was explained clearly. The gunfire was like thunder, and the water gun had already attacked.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-12-11?19：00：00～2020-12-18?19：00：00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Yuzi crab? 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Time? 80 bottles; Su Luzhizhi? 30 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!