I have nothing but luck

Xie Rongjiao was used to a cold face, although he was surprised at the haunting in Xuanwu City, his expression changed slightly, but Xiao Er has been working in the dangerous place of the Northern Wilderness for so many years, how can he not have two brushes in his words and demeanor?

Seeing this, he was secretly happy, and regarded the two of them as the children of the noble family who came to the Northern Wilderness to play and play. They have survived to this day thanks to their good luck and the accompanying sword repair.

Otherwise, even if you catch a practitioner casually, there is no reason for anyone who is more courageous to be afraid of ghosts?

This group of idiots who rely on their backgrounds to make a living, say that they are Beishou, do they really treat Beishou as if they were hunting in their own hunting grounds?

No matter how much he looked down on the two of them in his heart, his face was respectful and full of mistakes, and his words were even more exaggerated: "Could it be possible that the three guest officers don't know about the haunting of Xuanwu City? This matter has been rumored far and near. There are many practitioners in the hands of the ghosts in the city."

Jiang Jingxing sneered, and poked Li Zhixuan with his scabbard, with his eyes raised above his head: "Don't lie to me, my lord. No matter how powerful the ghosts are in Xuanwu City, they can surpass practitioners? My family's guard, who is worthy of the name, is a sword cultivator. It’s stuck here, what big things can happen?”

Li Zhixuan braced himself, drew out his sword according to Jiang Jingxing's play, and said stiffly: "What kind of monsters and ghosts, come to me and walk with the sword once before we talk about it."

Xie Rongjiao didn't look at it.

Fortunately, Li Zhixuan's appearance is still Zhou Zheng, this honest child's tone is too stiff because of his nervousness, his cultivation is real, and it can be overly interpreted as the inhuman and cold style of sword repair.

Really deserve to die.

Xiao Er smiled: "Yes, yes, even my poor eyesight can tell that Senior Sword Cultivator is very powerful. If you think about it, the three of you can go to Xuanwu City as easily as entering a land without people."

Seeing the noble man in red, he asked indifferently, "According to what you said, the ghost incident in Xuanwu City is very disturbing and endangers people's livelihood. Why isn't the Lord of Xuanwu City doing anything?"

No one has ever asked this question before, and Xiaoer was stumped by his question before he said: "Guest officer thinks far and wide, but I have never thought about it that way. But it's strange to say that the ghost never picks on the residents of the city." , and with great abilities, I think half of the city lord's mansion is too lazy to take care of it, and half of it can't take care of it."

Xie Rongjiao raised his eyebrows slightly, even if he refused to comment on the actions of the Xuanwu City Lord's Mansion in a very gentlemanly manner, the disapproval during the period could not be fooled.

Jiang Jingxing couldn't help but sighed with emotion: "It really is a chicken of the same feather."

Xie Hua and Xuanwu City Master both have such similar tactics, it would be a pity for the fate destined by heaven not to collude.

Li Zhixuan was an honest boy, he didn't think too much, and blurted out after hearing the words: "The Xuanwu City Lord in the Mahayana period can't help it, that ghost is really powerful.",

But yes, if it wasn't an extremely powerful ghost, how could he be so tired that his master died in the city?

Thinking of this, Li Zhixuan was in a low mood, with a somewhat gloomy look on his face, and he didn't bother to eat.

"Be careful at night, the shopkeeper might attack us." The three of them went upstairs to the same room to discuss about Xuanwu City. Jiang Jingxing was the first to remind Li Zhixuan. He chose a nicer way of saying it, and said sincerely, "You can live So far, it’s really a blessing.”

Li Zhixuan lowered his head in shame: "Let seniors laugh at me, but I actually encountered many difficulties along the way, so I can't be regarded as a person with deep fortune."

Xie Rongjiao thoughtfully translated for him: "Master said that it is not easy for you to live to this day."

Just rely on his hard work.

Xie Rongjiao's demeanor is not bad, and he couldn't do the vileness of the surname Jiang who hurt others, so he simply skipped the second half of the sentence.

The directness of Xie Rongjiao, whom I haven't seen for a long time.

Jiang Jingxing thought sadly, since he came here on the same road as Jianmen, because Ah Ci concealed his identity and was unwilling to tell lies, he had a lot of scruples about his identity, which was against his nature, so he must have had a hard time holding back.

He blamed himself deeply.

Little did he know that three months ago, if Xie Rongjiao was willing to polish his appearance before speaking, he would be so happy to go to Fengling and get drunk with Xie Huanche for three days and three nights.

Sometimes it's your own fault, and you really can't blame others.

Li Zhixuan was filled with righteous indignation: "I don't think this inn is actually a black heart. I don't know how many passers-by have been entrapped by coming and going."

"Probably not many." Jiang Jingxing doesn't like to do such thankless things as giving advice to others, but Li Zhixuan is special, he is willing to say a few more words, "People who are willing to stay in the inn in the northern wilderness have two more brushes on them, and they are safe." For sake, the shopkeeper doesn’t dare to provoke you. It was you who showed timidity when talking about ghosts.”

Of course, he shamelessly concealed the jealousy that was caused by him and Xie Rongjiao Lufu.

Seeing that Li Zhixuan was about to lower his head like a quail, he wished he could run outside and bury him in the sand before he could finish it all. Xie Rongjiao couldn't see it, and exposed Jiang Jingxing: "Brother Li, don't blame yourself, I was the first to show off my wealth, and Master pretended to be like that on purpose. No matter how you behave, people will always covet you."

Jiang Jingxing: "..."

All right, whoever likes to give advice will give advice.

Of course he angered Li Zhixuan unreasonably.

He heard Xie Rongjiao say: "Be careful, in order to prevent the business from changing at night, brother Li might as well share the same room with me and Master to take a break to avoid accidents."

Li Zhixuan was not the only one who couldn't resist Jiang Jingxing.

Considering that when he saw Moxiu rushing faster than anyone else on the road, even Xie Rongjiao, who was a whole realm higher than him, might not be able to catch up with him, Xie Rongjiao deeply praised what Jiang Jingxing said.

Li Zhixuan's life up to now is a blessing and a great destiny.

Okay, I can't happily gossip with Ah Ci about the Xuanwu City Lord and scold him twice by the way.

Jiang Jingxing wrote another note to Li Zhixuan.

After living for a long time, it is inevitable that people will live longer and go back. Jiang Jingxing did not remember at all that in the past, even if the Lord of Xuanwu City offered to give him the head, he would not bother to say a word.

Or maybe what made him look forward to was not the gossip Xuanwu City Master's incidental scolding at all, but the fact of being together with Xie Rongjiao itself.

Sure enough, there was a knock on the door outside the house, and it was on time as if he had counted it in his heart.

Li Zhixuan, the lonely swordsman who charged faster than anyone in the past, was a little bit chattering at the moment: "Did the store make a move?"

Xie Rongjiao didn't understand the sharp contrast between his front and back, but he was very relieved that he asked before finally fighting: "It should be, you can tell when you open the door."

He stood up and pulled the door open, and it was easy for Xie Rongjiao to open the door with a sword, but when he could not be sure that the other party was malicious, it was always good to show courtesy before attacking.

The figure and face of the little girl who recruited them during the day was no longer concealed.

The tavern is crude and rough, in order to save lights, the outside is dark and dark, only the lights in their house are reflected through the door frame, vaguely illuminating Xiao Er's outline, the light and dark are uncertain, only the greedy light in his eyes reflects the candlelight, The light is breathtaking, and it is strange and inexplicable in the dark.

Li Zhixuan's legs trembled along with his teeth.

Jiang Jingxing saw it, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "It is said that Xuanwu City is haunted by ghosts, and the ghosts are supposed to be described as terrifying, very frightening."

Now Li Zhixuan couldn't even hold his sword steady.

Xie Rongjiao's psychological quality is obviously very good, he was not affected by the ghosts and ghosts in Xuanwu City at all, so he calmly asked: "What happened the night before?"

Xiaoer smiled grimly, with a ferocious face: "Of course it's for killing me!"

Li Zhixuan almost fell to the ground with his legs limp.

Xiao Er fell faster than him.

A sword qi passed through his throat.

Xie Rongjiao raised his sword and looked around: "Come out!"

He knew the location of the person in ambush at a glance, and felt that he didn't need to force the person to show up, so he added: "It's okay if you don't come out."

His sword is faster than words.

Before the boy on the other side turned his back on his words and swayed, the sword energy flowed away like a dragon, and the inn was suddenly lit up, so that people could clearly see the terrified and uncertain expressions on their faces before they died.

If it wasn't for Jiang Jingxing's fear of his master's reputation, Li Zhixuan would have collapsed on the ground like them and let it go.

The sword energy returned to its place, Zhenjiang Mountain was sheathed, and the inn became dark again.

What can't go dark is the hearts of the residents just around the corner.

To be honest, the demon cultivators were so bloody and bloody in Beishou, and the laws of heaven cannot tolerate it. It would be too simple to think of practitioners from Kyushu as good men and women.

This inn is one of the few places in the wilderness where people can rest and replenish. The asking price is high, and the money accumulated over the years is rich enough for people to fight for their lives.

The next moment, the auras of magic weapons coming from all directions in different rooms of the inn were simply dazzling.

What's even more rare is that they didn't just go in one direction, nor did they go in the same direction.

Some people want to compete for the treasures accumulated in the inn, scrambling to be the first among the crowd; some people want to show their favor to the Mahayana minister behind the inn, and plan to catch Xie Rongjiao and his party to exchange for something that is beneficial to them.

It also made people laugh and cry, but Li Zhixuan was more intimate and familiar with the current scene, his legs were no longer weak, his hands were no longer trembling, and he drew his sword and was ready to fight.

Jiang Jing was as motionless as a mountain, and the air became silent and solemn, as if there were tens of thousands of mighty swords ready to go, ready to strike at the inn and the Mahayana in the distance.

He has no psychological burden of breaking Kitakari's rules.

Compared with killing radicals, what's the big deal to break Beishou's rules once?If you want to break it all together, it will completely muddy the water in this pool.

Xie Rongjiao turned around and held him down, his brows were clean and clear under the spiritual light: "Master, I'm a little disappointed."

It's not that the disappointed Demon Cultivator hurts the peace and is insane.

not worth it.

It's not the prudent self-defense who disappoints others, and refuses to save them.

Makes no sense.

It is the unreasonableness of people who are disappointed and should be reasonable.

"So this time, I will use the sword."

When verbal reasoning does not make sense, it should be explained with a sword.