After decades of wind and rain, the chivalrous families are full of vicissitudes. They are the few great sects in the martial arts world that have been repaired.

But walking around, it also has a unique flavor.

Yun Dongliu led the two of them through several corridors and came to a small courtyard.

He had an apology smile on his face:

"There are too many people coming recently, so I can only bother the two heroines living in the same room..."

"What did Mr. Yun say? We sisters came here risking their own brilliance and were already disturbing."

Bai Xian'er smiled slightly, her lively eyes half-curved, making her look playful.

"The two female heroes have a short rest. Yun went to cook some tea for them and the food is here."

Yun Dongliu looked at him without looking sideways, and gave a slight salute.

"A pot of tea is good, and our sisters also bring dry food."

Bai Xian'er replied with a gift:

"It's time for Mr. Yun."

Yun Dongliu smiled bitterly and turned around and left.

The two of them walked into the room without any haste when they waited until his back disappeared.

The guest rooms are simple and simple, but they are extremely clean, obviously cleaned.

Squeak ~

Bai Xian'er closed the door and then breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the dragons and snakes of the Chivalrous Sect were mixed, and there were no masters on the ground list. It was too exciting to walk here for the two of them.

If you are discovered, not to mention her, even Wushuang will be afraid of falling here.

"Senior sister performed well, but she has been trained."

It was Wushuang, just smiled lightly, without any nervousness.

"My junior sister is not afraid."

Bai Xian'er wiped the seat and asked Wushuang to sit down, and gently pinched his shoulders for him:

"This Chivalrous Sect gathers so many upright martial arts people. Is it too dangerous for the junior sister to come here?"

From the entrance of the Chivalrous Gate to this house, she felt the breath of no less than ten masters of Qi and had to make her be careful.

"I will naturally come from this Chivalrous Sect, Feng Qingxuan."

Wushuang please tie a little long hair and said lightly.

"Saint... Feng Qingxuan wants to use the right path to suppress the world to accumulate his own momentum to break through, so why bother with junior sister?"

Bai Xian'er was a little puzzled.

Although she knew that Wushuang wanted to compete with Feng Qingxuan for the position of the leader of the Six Prisons Demon Sect, not to mention that the Demon Lord was still young and strong this time, even if he wanted to pass the throne, it would be the matter behind the divine vein.

Without the martial arts of several other Dharma kings, it is impossible to compete for the position of sect leader.

It's too early to compete at this time.

"The Heart Sutra of War Demons is the strongest magical skill of my Holy Sect, but it cannot beat my White Lotus Heart Sutra before raising the trend. But if he achieves the trend, it will be difficult to limit it..."

Wushuang chuckled, her eyes faintly:

"When Feng Qingxuan wants to take advantage of the situation to break through, how can I tolerate him?"

"Is junior sister trying to destroy this?"

Bai Xian'er's heart was thrilled, and she was a little scared: "Junior sister, you once said that this matter is what Lord Demon Lord means..."

"So what if the Demon Lord knows it? A loser will not let the Demon Lord care about it."

As he said that, Wushuang tapped the desktop lightly:

"Even, the Demon Lord may not have known the purpose of my downhill!"

"What?"

Bai Xian'er was surprised: "Then, then we..."

"Senior sister, you have been in the mud pond for too long, which is not good."

Wushuang's voice is a bit cold:

"I hope you can make progress in this matter, otherwise..."

"What the junior sister said!"

Bai Xian'er's face turned pale and she was forced to calm down:

"What do you want to do when the junior sister comes?"

She knew that no matter what Wushuang wanted to do, she could only follow her to the end.

A person with two faces and three swords cannot survive even in the Demon Sect.

"If the Heart Sutra of War Demons is to raise the general trend, they must naturally come to the door in a dignified manner! These martial arts people only said that Feng Qingxuan was afraid of Yun Haitian, but they never thought that he was preparing for the momentum that Yun Haitian was healed and restored his full posture!"

Wushuang's eyes were rippling, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised after the veil:

"He wants to be upright and accumulate great momentum, but I am not as good as he wishes!"

"My junior sister wants to attack Yun Haitian?"

Bai Xian'er frowned slightly.

Yun Haitian has been famous for many years and has a bright record. There are many masters of the Great Zhou weather line who died under him. He once fought with the Chi Lian Dharma King but failed. Later, he also fought with the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Wang Jianlong, several times.

He can be said to be the best person under the well-deserved divine vein.

Where can Wushuang have such confidence?

"What can defeat a person is not just martial arts, but also the heavy damage to the mind, which hurts more than the physical body..."

Wushuang said lightly, and suddenly tapped the table with his finger.

Bai Xian'er immediately stopped the sound.

"Two female heroes, the tea has been boiled."

Yun Dongliu's voice rang outside the door.

A smile appeared on Wushuang's face and responded softly:

"Sir Yun, please come in."

...........

Three red suns embellish the blue sky, and the sea of ​​clouds rolled in thousands of miles.

The land of Zhongzhou plain is open and thousands of hectares of fertile fields are endless. Many rivers including the Dalong River and the Lancang River flow through the land like rushing angry dragons.

The Dalong River, Changlong River and Lancang River are the three largest rivers in the Dafeng Dynasty.

It nourishes and irrigates the seventy-three states, thousands of prefectures, and countless fertile lands, which can be called the river of life of Dafeng.

These three rivers crisscross the north and south, with few intersections. The only place where they meet is Wanlong Lake, Zhongzhou!

The lake surface of Wanlong Lake is 6,300 miles from east to west, and 3,400 miles from north to south. It is Dafeng and even the largest lake in the world.

It describes countless fishermen and countless fertile fields along the coast.

boom!

Rumble!

The surging rivers rolled in, like thousands of dragons returning to the sea, splashing endless waves under a towering peak in the middle of the lake.

This peak is called Wanlong Peak.

It is located in the middle of Wanlong Lake and has been baptized by countless rivers for countless years. It is a famous mountain in the world.

The one who occupied this mountain was one of the great sects of Dafeng Zhengdao, the Dragon Que Sect.

According to legend, this sect was passed down by the Dragon Bird Sword Master seven hundred years ago. Unfortunately, seven hundred years have passed, and all the wind is blowing away.

Although it has not become a third-rate sect, it has long since disappeared from its grandeur as it was.

There are not many children of the disciples. If it weren't for the great success of the contemporary leader Cao Zhan's qi, he would be in the top ten of the list, and I'm afraid even this Wanlong Peak would not be able to defend.

Wanlong Peak, before the Longque Sect Mountain Gate.

Step ~

A pitch-black dragon boot stepped on the white stone floor and came to the Longque Sect's mountain gate.

"Above a thousand feet high peak, white jade has been pierced through the ten-mile mountain gate for seven hundred years and has not changed. I really don't know how charming the Dragon Bird Sword Master was back then."

The breeze blows the black cloak, Feng Qingxuan looks at the surging lake water at the Wanlong Mountain, thinking of the past, and yearns for you.

Behind him, two thin swordsmen in black and invisible faces remained silent.
To be continued...