The young men drank a lot of wine, but they were still drinking.

The eyes of the brothers and sisters around him were all bright.

In just two sentences, he described the thrilling world of Jianghu.

The young men were probably having a great time drinking, and one of the girls couldn't help asking, "Brother, do you have any more?"

Others also looked over.

Ye Beixuan smiled: "There are still a few more."

"The imperial plan and hegemony are in the joke, but it is not as good as a drunken life."

"Carrying a sword, riding a horse and waving ghost rain, the bones are like mountains and birds are startled."

"The world is like a tide and people are like water, I can only sigh that few people return to the rivers and lakes."

"The imperial plan and hegemony are in the joke, but it is not as good as a drunken life..."

The eldest brother took a sip of wine in the air, then threw it to Ye Beixuan and laughed: "Brother, it is fate that we meet on a rainy night from all over the world. Let's drink a cup together? Let's not let down a drunken life!"

Ye Beixuan took the wine pot and did not refuse.

He sat directly and clinked the wine pot with these young people.

He raised his head and took a big sip.

The wine is not good, but it is strong enough.

There was wind and rain outside, thunder and lightning, and drinking and having fun in the house was also a great pleasure in life.

"Where are you from, brother?"

The eldest brother asked Ye Beixuan with a smile.

"From the capital."

Ye Beixuan had nothing to hide.

"The capital? That's a good place. Did you go to the capital a few days ago to watch the battle between Ye Beixuan, the Divine Sword, and Lu Wudi, the Heavenly Sword?"

When these two names were mentioned, all the young people became interested.

As a Jianghu person, who doesn't want to be famous on the Tianjiao list one day?

Ye Beixuan touched his nose and laughed dumbly.

"I guess so."

"Great, someone finally saw the Divine Sword with their own eyes. Senior brother, please tell us, what does the Divine Sword Tianjiao look like? Is he handsome?"

The two women's eyes were shining.

It was quite like a young girl in love.

"Junior sister, what are you talking about?"

The eldest brother quickly scolded, a little helpless.

It can be seen that he dotes on these senior brothers and sisters.

"Appearance... I think he is pretty good."

Ye Beixuan blushed a little when he praised himself.

"Just count as it? That's a pity. I always thought that the Divine Sword Tianjiao was a banished immortal."

The girl rubbed her cheeks with a little regret.

"But it doesn't matter. The Divine Sword Tianjiao is so powerful. It doesn't matter if he doesn't look good. He is still my dream lover."

The girl was a little drunk, her cheeks were slightly red, and I don't know if it was drunken talk.

The other brothers and sisters all shook their heads when they heard it.

Their junior sister is useless.

Just when the group was talking happily and it was almost dawn.

Whoosh~!

A sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

The speed was extremely fast.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it came straight to everyone.

Ye Beixuan didn't even look at it.

He raised his finger.

A delicate flying sword appeared in his hand.

A layer of light reflected on the flying sword, which was obviously quenched with poison.

Ye Beixuan threw the flying sword back to the place where it came from.

He also took out several flying knives on him.

It was just a moment.

On one side of the mountain god temple, a scream was heard.

It was not until this time that the young people reacted.

Their faces changed drastically, and they all drew their swords and looked at the other group of people in the mountain god temple.

Ye Beixuan stood up.

He raised his hand to them and whispered: "Don't bother you, this is coming for me."

Hearing this, the young men and women were stunned.

No need to talk anymore.

Ye Beixuan had already rushed towards the killers with a knife.

He didn't know which faction they were from.

But since they attacked him, why waste words, just kill them.

The knife flashed.

Ye Beixuan slashed with a knife.

Three or four killers were cut off with a knife.

Those people didn't seem to expect Ye Beixuan to be so fierce.

They fled in panic one by one.

This made Ye Beixuan even more depressed.

He really couldn't figure out who sent the force to make it so weak.

It collapsed in one blow, and there were no masters.

Purely disgusting himself?

But these people's speed naturally couldn't catch up with Ye Beixuan.

In just a dozen breaths, the team of more than a dozen people just now was killed and only one person was left.

Ye Beixuan stepped on the man's chest.

"Who are you?"

The man was scared to death: "Hero, spare us, we are bandits in the nearby mountains!"

"Bandits?"

Ye Beixuan

Frowning.

"Then why did you attack me?"

"Yes... someone gave us a portrait saying that the person in the painting will pass by this road recently. No matter what method is used, as long as you kill him... you can get 5,000 taels of gold..."

The man took out a painting from his arms.

Ye Beixuan took a look and his mouth twitched.

Damn!

They really come to disgust me!

No wonder these guys are so weak.

"Where is that person?"

"In... in the Farewell Pavilion fifty miles west!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for triggering the system task: Kill the person in the Farewell Pavilion!"

"Task completed: Get reward [1000 idle points] [Divine weapon * Yuanhong] [Seven-style sword intention]"

"Task failed: no punishment"

In Ye Beixuan's mind, the system prompt sounded.

Ye Beixuan knew the Farewell Pavilion.

After the Farewell Pavilion, it is considered to have entered the scope of Jiangzhou.

Seeing that this man was so sensible, Ye Beixuan did not torture him, but killed him with one blow.

His eyes looked to the west.

Farewell Pavilion?

Let's go and have a look!

A ray of light outside had risen.

The heavy rain had stopped, and everything was revived.

Ye Beixuan put away his knife and stepped out of the mountain temple, untied the horse rope.

Mounted on the demon horse.

At this time.

Those young people finally reacted.

They looked at the messy corpses on the ground, and their expressions did not fluctuate too much.

The children of Jianghu are used to life and death.

But they had no way to understand why Ye Beixuan killed these people so easily!

You know, there are two masters among those mountain bandits.

But they didn't even have a chance to resist in Ye Beixuan's hands.

Finally.

The eldest brother took a step forward and asked loudly.

"May I ask your name, brother?"

Ye Beixuan rode his horse, and the demon horse galloped.

A voice sounded from the horse's back: "Jinyiwei, Ye Beixuan."

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