Difficulty: I am a prince in the Black Sea

Chapter 12

"This is too troublesome..."

"The power of the plight is a hundred times more complicated than that of the forest prison."

"……Um."

"There are such complicated and large and small forces in a single Nanwulin, it's no wonder that they can't be unified."

"Chaos, a mess!"

"Um……"

"Okay, fourth brother."

The three brothers sat opposite each other, in front of them was a mountain of information materials of various sects in Nanwulin, and in the next room, as Xuan Bin's only aide, Ye Lanshan was writing like a fly.

The materials compiled and completed by Ye Lanshan will be sent to the next room immediately by the two of Violent Panic and Vicious Chaos for Xuan Bin and the other three to read and refer to.

Today's scene is the epitome of what the group has done in the past half a month since the Taiyue flying boat landed in Nanwulin.

In order to grasp the situation in China as soon as possible, Xuan Bin threw out all the members of the Ruoye family under his command. This action has achieved remarkable results. Every day, a huge amount of information is sent back to the inn where the group is staying. After Ye Lanshan's analysis and sorting, the essence was extracted and then understood by Xuan Bin and the other three.

But even so, the current difficult situation, or the current level of chaos in the South Wulin, far exceeded the expectations of Xuan Bin and the others.

Xuantong didn't like political affairs at all, and he would force his heart to analyze them in the first few days, but then he began to perfunctory without concealment, and the main work fell to Xuanbin and Xuanli.

Although most of the news had limited effect, Xuan Bin still had a key piece of information in such a chaotic Nanwulin.

At this moment, the deserted city is still there, and the plan of the six evil dragons to create the sky has not yet begun.

So much so that the entire Southern Martial Arts is now a mess of eight-treasure porridge. Every day, small sects are wiped out silently, and new sects claim the king. The fight is more lively than the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

In such a complicated situation, even Xuanli, who was always confident, felt his scalp tingle.

"Since you are not interested in this matter, then I will give you another task for my brother." After sorting out the sect relationship for half a month, there are signs of becoming more sparse and chaotic, Xuan Bin simply put his mind on it and let it go.

"Brother, it's okay to be straightforward." Xuan Tong immediately put down the information booklet in his hand.

He is really not very interested in government affairs, especially after Xuan Bin made cakes with him on the flying boat and many swordsmen in hardships, he was naturally even more restless between the files.

"Go fight...ah no, go ask for swords!" Xuan Bin said, "Start with these sects."

While speaking, Xuan Bin casually threw out a booklet, which was densely filled with the list of sects that need attention that Xuan Bin and others sorted out these days.

"In ten days, it counts wherever you hit." After finishing speaking, Xuan Bin looked out the window, "Condensing the rain."

"exist."

When he responded, he could see the drizzle outside the window, gradually condensing a human figure... dressed in purple and gold clothes, with silver threads scattered all over his head, and a stern face... There was a ray of unshakable firmness in his indifferent eyes.

Ruoye Ningyu, one of the masters that Xuan Bin recruited from the Ruoye family. Compared with the ending of the Ruoye family on the established track, the Ruoye family is much better now. The four characters of "deserving crime and making meritorious service" undoubtedly gave the Ruoye family a hope of revitalizing their family name.

"You are with Xuantong, if there are no special circumstances, you don't have to take action."

"clear."

"Then I'm going." Xuan Tong raised his hand, and with a move, the double sword box that had been left aside fell into his hands.

Hong Ni with the sword...

Xuan Bin looked at the sword case in Xuan Tong's hand, perhaps because it was too early, now Xuan Tong only has a pair of Hongni Tong swords in his hands, and the sword case used is also a twin sword case. The sword and even the flying light sword box have not yet been obtained.

But now that I have left Sen Prison, these swords and Xuan Tongying are no longer destined. However, there are many skilled craftsmen in the difficult situation. After making friends in the future, not to mention three swords, I am afraid that ten swords can be forged.

"Brother, do you want Xuantong to make a name for himself?"

"That's not true, I just see him sitting on pins and needles here, and find something for him." Xuan Bin shook his head and said, "As for making a name for yourself, it's not difficult. Put the news in the public booth. I will spread the word, I will arrange this matter, but there is another matter, maybe now is the right time, and you need to do it."

"Brother, do you want to say, a refugee?" Xuanli responded immediately.

As the old saying goes: Prosperity, the people suffer; death, the people suffer.

There are many sects in the Southern Martial Arts, and the flames of war are endless. The people who suffer the most are naturally the common people, and the most powerless are naturally the common people.

"Nowadays the various factions in the Southern Martial Forest are fighting and the people are displaced. It is indeed a great opportunity to win the hearts of the people." Xuanli nodded and said.

"Well, let's start to do it, I will let Ye Lanshan assist you."

"Yes."

Since it was before the Sky-Building Plan, why not take advantage of this round of bloody storms of the Sky-Building Plan...

……

……

After leaving the inn, Xuantong and Ruoye Ningyu acted according to the arrangement...

Walking to the forest, Xuan Tong frowned and stopped, closed his eyes and listened, as if there was a rhythm playing in the distance.

If Ye Ningyu was puzzled, but since Xuan Bin only asked him to be responsible for Xuan Tong's safety, then he would not do anything redundant.

"The sound of the sword is like the wind whistling through the sky, and it gallops without hindrance, and there is a sense of grandeur and joy. With an extraordinary sword sound, there is an extraordinary swordsman." Xuantong's eyes flashed with interest, and he walked quickly with his hands behind his back, not more than a hundred steps. Then I saw a peach blossom forest, next to a huge rock, three people gathered, two drank each other, one danced a sword, and the wine was in full swing.

"Good swordsman." Xuan Tong looked at the sword dancers in the arena.

Holding the altar in one hand and dancing the sword in the other, the green light on the sword is uncertain, and the cold light flashes, showing a more fierce posture.

Hearing Xuantong's words, the three of them didn't see each other, only to see the old man in black robe and rag cap sitting cross-legged on the boulder slapped his hands, and two altars of unopened wine flew towards Xuantong's place.

"It's not only a meeting, but also a fate, two friends, would you like a drink?"

"Thank you." Xuan Tong didn't draw out the sword, he only tapped his two fingers lightly, then he used all the strength of the wine jar and held it firmly in his hand.
"I have a mission, I'm sorry." If Ye Ningyu raised her hand and danced her palms, the invisible air current was mixed with the drizzle and breeze, and the wine jar that was still in mid-air slowly flew back to its original position, which was actually the same as the previous position. Exactly.

"Okay!" The old man clapped his hands and laughed instead of being annoyed, "Good method."

At this moment, Xuan Tong had already lifted the wine seal, even if he was not good at drinking, he could still smell the unusual taste of the wine in his hand, it was three points better than the fine wine of Sen Prison.

What the elder brother said is right, the affliction is indeed the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon... The swordsman and drinker you meet when you go out casually, have such extraordinary attainments in their respective specialties.

One sip into the throat, the mellow aroma is overflowing, and there is even more fragrance of peach blossoms. After the first cup, Xuantong feels three-pointed drunk.

As soon as he raised his hand, the rainbow sword came out of its sheath with a trembling sound, and fell into Xuantong's hands.

Looking up, he looked at the sword dancer under the forest, the sword was blowing in the wind, and the sound of the sword was playing softly.

"The autumn wind and the evening clouds regret the red song, please learn."

　Because there are still more than a hundred years before the main drama, there is still room for changes in the personalities of Xuantong, Xuanli and others.

　　Thank you fellow Taoists: Liudao Lolicon, My Name Is Awesome, Yanshen Zhizun, Kongyu, No need to sleep, Reminiscing the Autumn Years in the Wind and Wind, and the monthly pass of Wind and Rain

　　Thanks fellow daoists: Liudao Lolicon and Jianqi for their rewards
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