Chapter 8

A few miles away, Gun Fairy Mansion.

Sikong Chengfeng stood on the roof, watching Tongtian Pavilion.

The man in the black hat standing beside him stretched his whole body straight: "That man in blue is so light."

"He uses the world's number one qinggong, Tayun!"

"I never expected to see Tayun in Xueyun City."

Sikong Chengfeng asked: "How is it compared to your Piaoping?"

"The subordinates are ashamed of themselves."

Sikong Chengfeng smiled: "He has lost his martial arts, he doesn't have any internal strength, he only relies on lightness kungfu to hold Qianruo back."

With a gallop of horseshoes, Mo Yun jumped over the gate and ran directly to the atrium.

"Daddy~Daddy~~"

The man in the black hat said in a low voice: "Miss is back, the subordinate will wait for you in the study."

"Ah."

Riding the wind, Sikong leaped off the roof and landed in front of Mo Yun.

"Father, look who I brought here, it's your junior sister!"

Junior sister?

Sikong Chengfeng looked at the strange girl blankly.

Sikong Changluo took Xiaoyu off the horse and said, "Xie Xiaoyu is a disciple of the medicine king Xin Baicao. She said she has something to look for you."

Only when Xiaoyu stood on the ground did she feel solid.

It was a bumpy road just now, and it was only because of the few slices of mint in the flower basket that I woke up that I didn't faint.

"Eldest brother, I came to Xueyun City to tell you that Master passed away."

When Master was mentioned, Xiaoyu's tears began to roll.

Sikong Chengfeng was taken aback. The medicine king Xin Baicao had amazing medical skills. Although he didn't know martial arts, he often practiced Wuqinxi and his body was extremely strong.

"How could this be?"

"Master, Master was killed by Master Uncle... But Master said not to avenge him, and not to let you know."

"Ghost doctor Yewu! What's going on?"

Xie Xiaoyu burst into tears: "I don't know. When Master was dying, I was the only one by his side. He said that Master Uncle went mad and injured him."

"Didn't Master accept Hua Jin, a young genius doctor, and she didn't treat Master?"

"Little junior sister went to Jianzhong to gather medicine, but she didn't know something happened to Master."

Sikong Chengfeng felt a pain in his heart, although he only learned medical skills from Xin Baicao for three months, he did inherit half of the medicine king's mantle.

Teacher's kindness should not be forgotten.

Teacher feud cannot be let go.

"Tomorrow we will go back to Medicine King Valley together. After finding out the truth, I will avenge Master."

Sikong Qianruo didn't expect Xiaoyu to bring such a sad news, seeing her crying, she felt sad for it.

"Little Senior Aunt, don't cry, thanks to that Xiao Luo who stepped forward today, I was able to save you in time."

"Woooo... Mr. Xiao is a good man."

Xiao Luo?

Sikong Chengfeng frowned, and asked in a deep voice, "Qianruo, who do you think stepped forward?"

"Xiao Luo, a frail young man, he doesn't seem to have martial arts, but he is righteous."

Sikong Qianruo explained in detail what happened in Yunling.

"It's him."

"Father, do you know Xiao Luo?"

"I don't know... Who is the man in blue who fought you just now?"

Sikong Qianruo pouted: "He said his name is Xiao Han, the devil will know if it's true or not."

Xiao Luo, Xiao Han.

All of a sudden, so many things happened, Sikong Chengfeng felt a strong uneasiness.

He calmed down and told his daughter: "Help Shigu into the inner courtyard and settle her properly, Dad still has things to do."

Seeing Qian Ruo helping Xie Xiaoyu into the backyard, Si Kong Chengfeng hurried to the study.

"Qinghe, tonight you gather the people who weave the net to help me test a person."

The man in the black hat is named Liu Qinghe, and he is the leader of Snow Cloud City's intelligence organization.

"Subordinates take orders."

"There is a guard next to that man, he has reached a comfortable state, you lead him away first."

"The subordinates will do it in person."

"Just try to find out whether he has martial arts. Remember, you can't hurt him."

"My subordinate understands."

"No matter what the result is, don't act rashly, be sure to wait for me to come back."

After Sikong Chengfeng finished his explanation, he suddenly heard a roar from Tongtian Pavilion:
"Lei Wujie, Lei Hong's disciple in Lei Family Fort, asks the sword in Xueyun City!"

"Lei Wujie, Lei Hong's disciple in Lei Family Fort, asks the sword in Xueyun City!"

"Lei Wujie, Lei Hong's disciple in Lei Family Fort, asks the sword in Xueyun City!"

There were three roars in a row, but no one or any voice appeared.

To ask for a sword is to challenge Li Hanyi.

The three city lords of Xueyun City, the big city lord Baili Donghua Shenlong sees the head but does not see the tail, and lives his life casually, holding only a wine pot in his hand.

Sikong Chengfeng, the lord of the three cities, became famous for his spears and was known as the Immortal of Spears.

Only the second city lord, Li Hanyi, is one of the five sword celestial beings in the world. The Iron Horse Binghe in his hand is the most cold sword in the world, ranking third among the top ten famous swords.

In addition to Yuexi Huachen, there is also a set of Zhishui swordsmanship that is famous all over the world.

Just when Lei Wujie roared so heart-piercingly, a cold voice came:

"Noisy."

On the top of the Tongtian Pavilion, a masked man with a white scarf appeared in an instant.

She didn't see her body move, but she was already standing in front of Lei Wujie.

There was a hint of sneer in the cold voice: "Ask the sword Xueyun City, just rely on your pig-killing sword?"

"Senior, this is the Killing Sword."

"roll!"

With a wave of the long sword in Li Hanyi's hand, the mountains and rivers were moved, and the Tongtian Pavilion was split into two halves.

"not good!"

Sikong took advantage of the wind to break out of the window and took a few steps towards the Tongtian Pavilion.

"Tongtian Pavilion is expensive to build, please be merciful to the second city lord~"

"Humph."

Li Hanyi sneered, flicked his long sword lightly, and Lei Wujie fell down along the crack.

Pfft!
It fell all the way to the bottom of the pavilion, startling dust for a long time.

Fortunately, he was protected by zhenqi, so he didn't suffer any internal injuries. Lei Wujie wiped the bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and got up tenaciously:

"I still have a sword, please try it!"

Lei Wujie once again resorted to the technique of fire drinking, tried his best to ascend to the sixth floor, and an illusion of a giant sword appeared behind him.

The last sword, fire and thunder.

The red light flashed, the sword energy surged, and the flames swallowed the sky.

Li Hanyi's face was covered with a veil, unable to see any expression, he just raised his hand slightly.

Frost thousands of miles.

Freeze everything.

At this moment, Sikong Chengfeng and Xiao Han in front of the pavilion, all the elders and disciples in the city, and the dumb uncle in Wangyue Tower were all intoxicated by the sword of the sword fairy.

Although I haven't seen the moon, sunset and flower morning, I have experienced the ice and frost.

Except Xiao Luo.

He raised his glass and sipped lightly, but his eyes fell on the back of the slender figure in blue.

I haven't seen you for many years, Brother Liuhuang, you are 24, I am sixteen.

As if feeling abnormal, Xiao Han suddenly turned his head and scanned countless faces who were crazy about swords, but couldn't catch that cold and stern gaze.

Xiao Luo raised his glass and drank again.

Brother Liuhuang, at the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet that year, I was kicked out before I could toast to you.

Today, I still can't make a toast to you.

If it is the fate of the royal family to fight against each other, then I can only drink this glass of thin wine alone.

Because this glass of wine represented Xiao Luo's determination to surpass the Sixth Brother.

Xiao Luo drank it all in one gulp.

In front of the Tongtian Pavilion, the flames were extinguished and the frost scattered.

Li Hanyi flew in the air, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Lei Wujie sat on the ground wearily, his body was stained with blood, and there was no trace of true energy left in his body.

Xiao Han stepped forward and helped him up.

"It's too scary, I can't even handle her move."

"She is in the Happy Heaven Realm, and you are in the Vajra Mortal Realm. You can't beat the normal ones."

"But……"

The gleam in Lei Wujie's eyes has disappeared, he whispered to himself: "Maybe I will not be able to catch up with her in my whole life."

(End of this chapter)

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