[Comprehensive] Our city lord is glamorous and noble

There is an inn at the foot of Huashan Mountain.

Lu Xiaofeng fell asleep soundly in Tianzihao's room.

There is no such thing as a tourist attraction these days, but the mountains known as Xiyue can indeed attract countless literati. They climbed to the top of Taihua Mountain and marveled at the strangeness of the world's first mountain.

However, there are some people who are really different. Their purpose is not to appreciate the scenery, and what they want to see is not the scenery of Huashan Mountain. They are looking for someone, looking for a sect.

To be precise, it was built on Mount Hua, the Huashan School.

A sect that has existed since the Qin and Han Dynasties.

They are quacks.

Yu Luocha said that 7 hours are 7 hours, counting from the moment when Lu Xiaofeng's head touched the bed, 1 minute is not more, 1 minute is not less.

Lu Xiaofeng is also capable, or he has been so tired that he can fall asleep anytime and anywhere. The soft bed is a great temptation for him. He fell asleep on the clean bed without pausing for a second. up.

Standing beside Lu Xiaofeng, Yu Luosha frowned when he heard his noisy snoring.

He is disgusted.

Looking at Lu Xiaofeng's clothes that already exuded a faint odor, the feeling of disgust in his heart was even worse.

Sleeping like a pig, Yu Luocha thought.

He looked at Lu Xiaofeng coldly again, he was ignorant, maybe unless Yu Luosha leaked murderous energy to wake Lu Xiaofeng up, he would sleep till the end of time.

Forget it.

Jade Raksha thought.

He lifted his foot and closed the door gently.

It was true that Lu Xiaofeng fell asleep, but Yu Luosha didn't feel sleepy at all. The Void Shatterer didn't sleep for ten days and nights, and it didn't matter, not to mention that the detective's flame in his chest was burning blazingly.

Yu Luocha thought, it's been a long time since I've encountered such an interesting thing, so why not investigate further?

He was looking forward to it.

The records in that book indeed have only one time and one place, but it is absolutely impossible for a thoughtful person like Murong Jiu not to leave any hints.

The person she sent out to trade did not record the appearance of the person, not because he could not see or was shocked, but because he was under some kind of coercion.

That force must be very secretive and dark, something that ordinary people cannot know, and it is even more deceptive than his Western Demon Cult.

But even so, the man left a little reminder in his own unique way.

There is something wrong with that page, and if Yu Luocha hadn't been holding the book, he wouldn't have been able to discover this problem.

After all, his nose is not as sensitive as a dog's, nor can he distinguish all kinds of smells. He can smell this kind of smell only because he is very familiar with it.

It smells very similar to Ashue's.

Thinking of this, Yu Luocha smiled like an idiot, but then he withdrew his smile.

No, no, no, he must not let Axue know that he has this habit. Although Yu Luocha is a ky in front of Ximen Chuuxue, this ky has suffered too many setbacks, and he already knows how cold his son is to him look like.

The most important thing is that his sense of smell is so sensitive that he can tell what his son smells like. Even Yu Luocha thinks it is abnormal when he hears it.

But no way.

He felt a little aggrieved thinking of this.

Who told Ah Xue to have lived in Wanmei Villa for so many years, and there was already a faint fragrance of plum blossoms under the surface of her skin?

Very faint, but Yu Luocha could smell it.

Coincidentally, this page also has a faint scent of plum blossoms. Although it is mostly covered by the smell of ink, it can still be smelled a little.

Yu Luocha couldn't help being a little proud. In this world, there are not many people who can distinguish this kind of smell, but he is one of them.

Why smoke plum blossoms?

Yu Luocha thought, he can be sure that there is no such smell on other pages of the book, only that one page.

Only that page smelled like that.

Here's the tip.

A cryptic and clever hint.

Huashan, Plum Blossom.

Yu Luocha turned the two words on the tip of his tongue several times, and finally found a connection between the two in his brain, which is far beyond ordinary people.

If plum blossoms represent someone...

He smiled, as if he had finally found an answer to a question that had been bugging him for a while.

Don't underestimate Yu Luocha, he knows the current Jianghu very well, even people in the new world have nothing he doesn't know.

Not to mention a woman who has become a decent head of a famous family.

Master Dry Plum.

One of the two heads of the Huashan School.

Jianguang flashed past.

But what flashed was not Xue Yiren's sword light, but Ximen Chuuxue's.

He looked a bit embarrassed, not because of his demeanor, but because of the blood blooming on his shoulders.

The right shoulder was injured, which was an intolerable injury for a swordsman.

His movements will become sluggish, and his muscles will twitch and ache when he lifts the sword. Even if he tries his best, his body's reaction will be a few tenths of a second slower than usual.

It was true that Ximen Chuuxue destroyed Xue Yiren's sword field, but because of the injury on his shoulder, the two of them returned to their original balance.

Ximen Chuuxue was at a disadvantage.

But what if he gave up using his right hand?

What if his left hand is as good at wielding a sword as his right hand?

Ye Gucheng, who was watching the battle behind the tree, opened his eyes wide.

For shock or whatever.

Ximen Chuuxue was really too courageous.

That's right, he knew that the opponent would use the left-handed sword, because the left-handed sword was practiced under his nose.

In the Qin Dynasty, Ximen had been blowing the snow and hiding the front for more than ten years. How could it be possible that he had learned nothing and made no progress?

And what he decided to learn, what he decided to practice from scratch, was his left-handed sword.

When they left the Qin Dynasty, his left-handed sword was already capable of aspiring to be the best swordsman in the world, but compared to the right-handed sword, it was always a bit twisted.

the most important is……

Ye Gucheng looked at Ximen Chuuxue.

He has never used the left-handed sword in a duel with a strong man.

In other words, Ximen Chuuxue's left-handed sword was unstable and untested.

Ordinary people are seldom willing to use a new trick that they have never tried before in a life-threatening duel, because they are not sure whether this new trick will affect themselves while shocking their opponent.

If he is not careful, he will die!

No one would do this except Ximen Chuuxue.

Ye Gucheng thought.

Not even himself.

He dances on the edge of the blade, and below is the abyss.

Obviously, Xue Yiren was also shocked, because of his opponent's sudden change of hands.

He didn't even have time to retreat, and a long bloodstain appeared on his arm, and the sleeve was torn, exposing the old man's thin arm.

His arms are different from his face. If he looks like a bad old man from his face, an old man who has been through years of wind and frost, his arms are the arms of a young man, full of vitality.

Muscles are elastic, and you can guess the vigorous vitality under the surface of the skin at a glance.

This is the hand of a Jianghu person, his body, and his functions are still at their peak.

Any one who breaks the void will stay in the best physical condition for the longest time, but like Shi Guanyin and Yu Luocha, most of them are young even in their faces.

As for Xue Yiren, he didn't seem to care much about what he looked like, or maybe his face was a little old when he broke the void, or it was to match his two children.

Anyway, the state of his face and his body are different.

Xue Yiren's eyes were fixed on Ximen Chuuxue's hand.

To be precise, it was in his left hand holding the sword.

"Are you left-handed?"

he snapped.

Xue Yiren had never been so angry before, rather, he was very angry at first, but in the duel with Ximen Chuuxue, this kind of anger became less, and he devoted himself more wholeheartedly into the duel.

This is not to say that he is cold-hearted, but Xue Yiren is also a swordsman, a top swordsman. He withdrew from the arena, but it was because he had no opponent, and because he had no opponent, he would hide his front. This is almost a common problem among people in the arena. .

Isn't it because of the lack of opponents that Ximen Fuxue will practice the left-handed sword from scratch?And neither of them will be held back by a lack of opponents.

Therefore, during the confrontation with Ximen Chuuxue, Xue Yiren unexpectedly ignited a rare enthusiasm, which made him feel like he had gone back to the past, back to the days of happy love and hatred in the rivers and lakes.

Because he has an opponent that he can fight with all his strength, isn't this what a swordsman looks forward to the most?

His heart is not yet cold, his blood is not yet cold.

In the beginning, his purpose was to avenge his younger brother, to vent his grievances, but now, he knew that Ximen Chuuxue was an opponent worthy of respect.

All distracting thoughts are thrown out of the mind.

but!

But the more this happened, the more he couldn't tolerate the fact that Ximen Chuuxue might be left-handed.

If he is left-handed, why is he fighting himself with his right hand?

Are you looking down on him?

He almost exploded thinking about it.

Xue Yiren thought that he had used all his strength from the beginning, and even used his sword domain, but the opponent looked down on him, isn't it a joke?

How can you be a swordsman if you don't respect your opponent?

Ximen Chuuxue knew what he was thinking, because of the way Xue Yiren looked at him now.

There was fire in his eyes, and he was like a fire-breathing dragon reincarnated.

Ximen Chuuxue respects his opponent, he is a traditional swordsman, let alone Xue Yiren's strength is still very good, how could he change hands to insult such an opponent?

Ximen Chuixue said: "No."

"I'm not left-handed," he said.

Xue Yi said: "But I see that your left-handed sword is no worse than your right-handed sword."

Although he said so, his complexion improved a bit. The swordsman and the swordsman are sympathetic to each other. Ximen Chuuxue can feel that Xue Yiren is not telling lies, and Xue Yiren can also feel Ximen Chuuxue's sincerity.

He shouldn't be left-handed, it's just that he practiced the left-handed sword very well.

Ximen Chuixue said: "That's because I have spent many years on the left-handed sword."

Xue Yiren looked at Ximen Chuuxue, it was a very young face.

But the Shattered Void can no longer guess their ages based on their appearance. Maybe he still looks like a high-spirited young man, but he is old enough to be the grandfather of many little girls.

Xue Yiren looked into Ximen Chuuxue's eyes without any surprise.

Ok.

he thinks.

These are definitely not the eyes that young people should have.

It does not have the vicissitudes of a thousand sails, but it does not have the vitality that young people should have.

You can never tell how old he is from Ximen Fuxue's eyes, is he 20, 30 or 40?

Xue Yi said: "It sounds like a long story."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded and said, "Not bad."

The tense atmosphere between them was resolved, and the atmosphere of mutual feeling at the beginning was returned.

Ye Gucheng watched coldly from the side, thinking that they were back on the same level again.

There is no sword field, and the right hand is injured.

No, he thought.

In a sense, Ximen Fuxue had the advantage now.

From the sword Ye Gucheng stabbed out with his left hand just now, it can be confirmed that Ximen Chuuxue's current left-handed sword is no worse than his right-handed sword.

At the beginning, when he used his left hand, there was always a lingering sense of disobedience, and Ye Gucheng felt awkward when he saw it.

How to put it, the sword in his right hand has become a part of his body, and the sword moves with his heart without being bound by his body, but his left sword has not reached this level.

A sword is still a sword, a tool for killing people, but it has not become a part of Ximen Chuuxue.

Was it really because of the previous duel with Shi Guanyin?

Ye Gucheng thought.

The confrontation with Shi Guanyin obviously brought Ximen Chuuxue to a higher level.

This discovery made Ye Gucheng stretch his brows. There is nothing better than seeing Ximen Chuuxue make another breakthrough.

The time has come for him to climb the Road to Conferred Gods again.

Right hand to left hand.

Injured right hand and intact left hand.

There are also houses that have become ruins.

Xue Yiren had already ordered his servants not to come here, and took the young lady and master to hide, so no one disturbed his duel with Ximen Chuuxue, except for Ye Gucheng who was hiding in the dark. .

And to be honest, Ye Gucheng can't be said to be hiding in the dark.

He just never came out.

If Ximen Chuuxue or Xue Yiren suddenly scanned the surroundings with their spiritual sense, they would definitely find Ye Gucheng's presence.

But none of them.

The two of them locked their consciousness on each other.

They only see each other.

It's safe, but at the same time the least secure.

If a new Void Shatterer appeared at this time and had malicious intentions towards Ximen Chuuxue and Xue Yiren, then the two of them would definitely not have time to react.

There is a limit to human mental power.

So Ye Gucheng was cautiously abstaining from the surrounding area, his eyes were focused on the two people who were fighting, and he was paying attention to the surrounding dynamics.

He couldn't completely sweep the villa aside with his spiritual sense, he could only guarantee that the confrontation between the two in front of him would never be disturbed.

Naturally, he couldn't find out who was sneaking into the villa at this time.

A black shadow flitted across the darkness.

quietly.

murderous look!

Lu Xiaofeng shuddered and rolled over from the bed to the bottom of the bed board.

He was still sleepy, and his dirty clothes were stained with dust and saliva.

If Lu Xiaofeng's former confidante was here, she would definitely run out screaming.

The Lu Xiaofeng they knew was not the Lu Xiaofeng in front of them who seemed to be rolling in the mud!The Lu Xiaofeng they knew was young, handsome, romantic and funny, how could it be the man in front of them?

Lu Xiaofeng who was hiding under the bed board woke up with a jerk.

He silently crawled out from under the bed board, and saw Yu Luocha, who was smiling at him with arms folded.

To be honest, the daughter's half-smile is actually quite pretty, like a little hook that can tickle Lu Xiaofeng's heart.

But Jade Rakshasa...

Although he admitted that Yu Luocha was good-looking, and she was the kind that no woman could compare to, but watching him make such an expression, Lu Xiaofeng always felt that he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

Or the venomous cobra.

The kind that bite and die.

Yu Luocha said: "You can really sleep!"

Lu Xiaofeng was a little embarrassed.

He looked outside, it was dark.

It was early morning when they arrived at the inn, and it was late at night now.

He really slept for 7 hours.

To be honest, Lu Xiaofeng feels refreshed now, and the exhaustion from before has been swept away.

And Yu Luocha's next words shocked him even more.

Yu Luocha said: "The carrier pigeons have come from Jiangnan, and you haven't woken up yet."

carrier pigeon?

Jiangnan?

Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback for a moment, and he said, "Is the building full of flowers?"

This is definitely Lu Xiaofeng's most energetic and eager expression in so many days.

Seeing his expression, Yu Luocha sneered, threw the letter to him, and said sarcastically, "I think your relationship is better than that of Ashe and Ye Gucheng." If you beat him up, he won't run away with his head in his arms.

Anyway, read the letter first.

This letter was very short, in the style that Ximen Chuuxue always sent letters.

[Huamanlou is safe and sound, has been brought back, don't read it]

In just one line of words, Lu Xiaofeng was relieved of the big stone in his heart.

Yu Luocha looked at him and raised his eyebrows.

Just for a moment just now, he actually felt that Lu Xiaofeng's whole spirit had changed, he became relaxed and sunny, and the nerves that had been tense before finally relaxed a little.

This should be considered a good change, Yu Luocha thought.

He knew that being too tense was not good for people, and Yu Luocha still needed Lu Xiaofeng to do his best for him, so why would something happen to him now?

An accident will do no good to Yu Luocha.

but……

He still couldn't help complaining: "Your friends have really deep feelings."

He bet that if something happened to their family's Axue, Lu Xiaofeng would never be so nervous, because Ximen Chuuxue is really too strong, he is just right as a foreign aid, Lu Xiaofeng can't even imagine that one day he will have an accident and fail.

Ximen Chuuxue is simply a symbol of invincibility.

Lu Xiaofeng was in a good mood, so naturally he didn't care about the teasing meaning in Yu Luocha's words, plus he was full of sleep before, and now he was smiling no matter what he did.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "It seems that you have discovered something during this period of time."

Yu Luocha didn't look like she had rested at all.

Yu Luocha snorted and said, "When you were sleeping soundly on the bed, why didn't I notice it when I was so busy?"

Yu Luocha said so, but looked at Lu Xiaofeng with disgust and said: "Anyway, you have slept for such a long time, and you don't care about a moment, you might as well go wash and change."

He slapped his own nose with a disgusted expression.

Yu Luocha said: "You don't even know what kind of smell you have on your body."

Lu Xiaofeng: ...

Hey, even though he knew that he was stinking all over, it was still a bit embarrassing for Yu Luocha to bring it up.

He had to take a shower before listening to Yu Luocha.

After a while, Lu Xiaofeng, who finally recovered his original appearance, came out. He got clean clothes and cleaned up his face that had been hidden under the human skin mask. To be honest, Yu Luocha's disguise technique can be said to be It's pretty good, and the quality of the mask is guaranteed. For such a long time, Lu Xiaofeng's face was covered by a thin layer of mask, and it was a miracle that he didn't have allergies.

"Of course."

Yu Luocha stood aside and said strangely: "Who do you think my human skin mask is made for?"

That's his own money, okay?

Since it is for personal use, how can there be quality problems? He himself wants to use it. Thank you.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled embarrassingly.

Well, he co-authored and took advantage of Yu Luocha.

Lu Xiaofeng is full of energy now, and even his mind has cleared up a lot. Because of the reputation of the Huashan School, he believed that it must not be them. To help usurp, his insistence seems a bit unreliable.

and……

Lu Xiaofeng remembered Yu Luocha's expression when he read the human skin book that day, thinking about it now, maybe he had discovered something at that time?

But there is only one place name and one time, what can be discovered?

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't figure it out, so he could only look up at Yu Luocha.

He is asking for help.

Yu Luocha is very satisfied with Lu Xiaofeng's current attitude. He has a personality like a cat, and he likes to be held and petted along his fur.

Lu Xiaofeng's current performance has won his satisfaction.

Yu Luocha took a sip of tea with satisfaction.

God knows when he was soaked.

In short, he put on airs enough, just to enjoy Lu Xiaofeng's eyes asking for help, and after enjoying enough, he finally decided to answer the other party's question.

He took out the book that was said to be made of human skin, opened it to the page that said Mount Hua and handed it to Lu Xiaofeng, he said: "Feel carefully, what did you find."

Note that what he said is not to look carefully, but to feel carefully.

Lu Xiaofeng is a smart person, so he knows that the meaning of feeling is not simply to see, but to mobilize one's ignorance and use all methods to experience.

He thought, what senses do people have besides vision, which can be used to deal with a book?

sense of smell.

He thought of the answer almost instantly.

Like a puppy, Lu Xiaofeng brought the tip of his nose infinitely close to the notebook, sniffing.

Of course, he didn't really let the tip of his nose stick to it, because Lu Xiaofeng still remembered Murong Jiuyin's words.

This book is made of human skin.

The material of the cover is really delicate, so I don’t know if it’s the human skin he mentioned. If it’s true, who knows what happened to the paper used as the inner page during the manufacturing process, and whether something that shouldn’t be added was added.

Lu Xiaofeng still cared about this.

Just thinking about it is kind of creepy.

His sense of smell was not bad either, and with Yu Luocha's disgusted eyes, he stuck to the notebook and smelled it, and finally found the scent of flowers that was burning under the suppression of the fragrance of ink.

Although he couldn't tell that it was the fragrance of flowers, Lu Xiaofeng just knew that it smelled good.

He changed a few pages and found that the pages smelled like ink no matter what.

Lu Xiaofeng finally confirmed that this page is different.

He asked, "What's the smell?"

He thought, since Yu Luocha already knew what it was like, she must have smelled it all at once.

Yu Luosha looked at him and raised his chin slightly.

He said: "Fortunately, you are still A Xue's friend, don't you know what he smells like?"

Lu Xiaofeng: ...

He looked at Yu Luocha's expression as if he was looking at a living pervert.

Seriously, even if you are his father, you can't do this!Lu Xiaofeng thought, they are all men, why do they need to know what another man smells like!

Also very broken.

Lu Xiaofeng stammered, "Ximen Chuuxue should not be incensed."

Yu Luocha said: "It is true that there is no incense."

He continued: "But if you live in Wanmei Villa, even if you don't use incense, your body will be stained with the fragrance of plum blossoms after a long time."

Otherwise, why would he plant noble flowers all over the mountains and plains?

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly realized, he said: "You said this is the fragrance of plum blossoms?"

Yu Luocha nodded reservedly.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "But so what if you know it's the fragrance of plum blossoms?"

He still doesn't know the identity of the current leader of the Huashan School.

Yu Luocha said: "You must not have a good understanding of the affairs in Jianghu."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Many omissions."

Yu Luocha sneered and said, "You don't even know about the Huashan faction, you have too many omissions."

He said: "You must not know that the Huashan School has now been divided into two sects, the South Huashan School and the North Huashan School."

Lu XiaoFeng was stunned.

He said, "What did you say?"

Can you still play like this?

Yu Luocha laughed in a good mood, and said, "You really don't know."

Lu Xiaofeng murmured: "I really don't know."

Such a big faction of the rivers and lakes can divide it no matter what!

Yu Luocha sarcastically said: "So you should drink less and listen more to what's going on in the rivers and lakes."

In fact, Lu Xiaofeng didn't pass out drunk in the tavern every day, but now he would definitely not refute. To be honest, Lu Xiaofeng admitted that he was ignorant.

Yu Luocha said: "You know, many people have been stuffed into the world now, but there are some sects that exist in any world."

For example, the Emei School, the Huashan School, etc.

Lu Xiaofeng nodded.

Yu Luocha said: "The Huashan faction no matter which world it is in has its own head."

Lu Xiaofeng nodded again.

Yu Luocha said: "Then there is a problem now, if both worlds have the head of the Huashan faction, and they are not the same person, when the worlds merge, who will be the head of the Huashan faction?"

Lu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded.

Yes, this is a big problem!

They can't all be masters, can they?

Before contacting Yu Luocha, the Huashan School had been divided into two parts, Lu Xiaofeng said cautiously: "So the Huashan School now has two masters?"

Yu Luocha said: "Finally thought of it?"

Now he particularly dislikes Lu Xiaofeng's IQ, Yu Luocha said: "The head of the South Huashan School is Master Kumei, while the head of the North Huashan School is Yue Buqun."

Dry plum?

Lu Xiaofeng had an idea, and he instantly thought of the fragrance of plum blossoms mentioned earlier.

He said: "Is the plum of the dry plum master the plum of the plum blossom?" Yu Luocha said: "Yes."

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Could it be that Murong Jiu scented the pages of the book for this reason?"

But there are too many doubts. If it is really Master Kumei, why doesn't she cover up her identity so that others can recognize her directly.

Why did he get involved in this kind of incident, and what is her position?

These made Lu Xiaofeng puzzled.

Yu Luocha said, "Who knows?"

He looked at Lu Xiaofeng and laughed, "I'm just giving you an idea, you know, my understanding of the Huashan School is only based on what's written, if you don't know anything, you can ask me about it , I found the wrong person."

Lu Xiaofeng: ...

Ok.

He thought, he probably asked a stupid question just now.

If Jade Rakshasa is really omniscient and omnipotent and knows everything, then they probably wouldn't make a trip to Mount Hua.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Then shall we go to Mount Hua now?"

Yu Luocha said, "What do you think?"

He said: "Not only do we have to go to Mount Hua, but we also have to sneak up on the ground."

They can't let the Huashan faction find their trace.

The duel between Ximen Chuuxue and Xue Yiren has come to an end.

Their Qi is still smooth, but their people are a little embarrassed.

There is no way, if the duel between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue was quick and elegant, then the duel between Xue Yiren and Ximen Chuuxue was like a strong wind blowing down a tree.

Surrounded by ruins of houses, how could they be graceful.

Of course, they don't really care about that.

Ye Gucheng looked at the picture in front of him, and a word suddenly flashed in his mind, demolition office.

He shook his head, trying to get the whimsy out of his head.

No no no.

He thought that his attention must not be concentrated on this kind of place.

Still short of the last sword.

As long as they have a sword, they can win or lose.

A man dressed in black slipped into the house where Xue Yiren lived in daily life.

His room was a certain distance away from the location covered by the sword field, and the servants gathered in the front hall like sardines squeezed in a can.

No, not just the servants, but also Xue Yiren's sons and daughters.

They had similar expressions on their faces, mixed with anxiety and fear, as if the end of the world was coming.

There is no way, they already know that Xue Xiaoren is dead, and the dark coffin is the proof.

God knows why there is a coffin in Xuejiazhuang. After confirming that his younger brother was dead, Xue Yiren, whose face was as stiff as a corpse, asked his servants to bring the coffin over and put it in the hall in front of his bedroom, and put the human body inside.

It was really a coffin made of high-quality golden nanmu, and only princes and nobles could afford it.

Of course, his sons and daughters, his servants, will definitely not focus on the coffin.

They wondered why they had to share a room with this huge coffin.

"Why don't you move the coffin out."

Xue Yiren's daughter was screaming, her name was Xue Honghong, she had an unpleasant horse face, and her personality was equally unpleasant.

"Because it contains our uncle."

Xue Yiren's son said coolly.

Why, though, are they all in the lobby now?

Since my father was fighting against others in Xuejiazhuang, why did they all hide in the manor, so they weren't worried about being affected?

There were many thoughts in his mind, and he finally decided to stay here peacefully.

It is said that this is the safest place.

Although he can't remember who he heard it from.

The man in black came in quietly through the door without attracting anyone's attention.

His kung fu is not bad, at least no one here can find him.

He looked at those complaining and noisy people, with a flash of disdain in his exposed eyes.

Xue Yiren is a strong man who shatters the void, how could he have such children?

Of course, he also thought about it, because at this moment, he had a more important job.

He skipped the front hall and arrived in front of Xue Yiren's room.

When passing the coffin, Zhongyuan Yidianhong, who was kneeling beside the coffin, raised her head, wondering if she had spotted the man in black.

But even if he found out, he didn't say anything unnecessary.

Zhongyuan Yidianhong has no special affection for the Xue family, and can let him stay here, but Xue Xiaoren's body is here.

The man entered Xue Yiren's house.

Just as he thought, there was no one in front of or in the house.

Xue Yiren hated others entering his private space when he was not around. No one knew the reason, but he knew that even his beloved daughter entered Xue Yiren's house, causing him to lose his temper.

From then on, no one dared to enter his house, because in Xuejiazhuang, there was no one who really dared to disobey Xue Yiren.

His room has become a personal secret room.

Why is it so.

Why didn't he even allow the servants to come into the room to clean it?

What is hidden in the room?

"crunch-"

The door was opened.

He walked in trembling.

No one was alarmed.

The secret compartment is unintentionally set behind the bookshelf, such a boring location that only an old man like Xue Yiren can think of.

A black box.

What's in the black box?

a yellow book.

The uninvited man in black smiled with satisfaction.

This is what he was looking for.

He reached out, trying to take out the yellow booklet, but found that his hand stopped.

Can't get it out.

In other words, it's the bottom of the book that has to be pulled hard.

The man in black was vigilant, but he really didn't understand what Xue Yiren did. He thought that even if it was a hidden weapon, he just had to be careful, and even if he failed, there would be someone behind him to respond.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand violently.

"boom--"

The fire blazed into the sky.

blood.

There is blood in front of my eyes.

How can there be so much blood in the human body, it seems like it will never run out.

Whose blood is this?

Xue Yiren was in a daze for a while.

He lowered his head and saw the sword inserted from his chest.

Xue Yiren suddenly realized.

Oh, it's his blood.

He lost, so he was dying.

Ximen Chuuxue pulled the tip of the sword out of his chest.

As if all the strength in his whole body had been frozen on the blade of the sword, when Ximen Chuuxue pulled out the sword that the world will give you, his body also limply fell to the ground.

He is a good opponent.

Ximen Chuuxue thought.

Xue Yi said humanely: "You... come here."

These are the last words of a dying person. Under normal circumstances, Ximen Chuuxue would dismiss such a dying person, but because this is Xue Yiren and his approved opponent, he is willing to listen to it. what to say.

He leaned over.

Xue Yi said: "The list of gods...is...behind...the bookshelf in my room."

Ximen Chuixue nodded.

Xue Yi said humanely: "When you...take it away...you have to pour water...on it first."

Although the list of gods looks like paper and cloth, in fact, it is invulnerable to fire and water.

But why pour water on the top of the list of gods?

Is it because Xue Yiren did something wrong?

Ximen Fuxue thought, this is also a matter of course.

He could feel that Xue Yiren attached great importance to the list of gods and even faintly feared.

Neither Ximen Chuuxue nor Ye Gucheng had this kind of weird emotion.

Come to think of it, this person in front of him should have suffered a loss because of the Conferred God List, so he was so cautious.

Xue Yiren suddenly stretched out his hand, and tightly clasped Ximen Chuuxue's hand.

It was hard to imagine that a person who was about to die would have such great strength.

But Ximen Chuuxue understood that Xue Yiren had decided to entrust the list of gods to himself.

Perhaps it was because the duel between the two of them made Xue Yiren feel what kind of person he really is, the soul of a swordsman is reflected in his sword.

Ximen Chuuxue is someone worthy of entrustment.

In other words, he would rather let Ximen Chuuxue hold it in his hands than letting that thing wander around and cause disaster.

Xue Yiren felt that Ximen Chuuxue could keep the list of gods.

He has what it takes to win this war.

Because he is stronger than himself.

Entrusting the list of gods to Ximen Chuuxue was the only thing he could do.

I only hope that Ximen Chuuxue can help him protect his family for the sake of the Gods List.

This is the need of Xue Yi people belonging to the secular world.

Ximen Chuuxue was silent for a while and said, "Okay."

He complied.

The hand holding him lost strength, and after a few seconds, he fell powerlessly to the ground.

he died.

Perhaps as a grand funeral for Xue Yiren's death, at the same time, there was a rumbling sound not far away