Previous life

September ninth day.The city is full of golden armour.

And what is more prosperous than autumn is a rumor in the world——

Those who win the order of Chiyan win the world.

Heroes of the world are like crucian carp crossing the river. In this autumn season when the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered, they gather at the Jiangnan Red Flame Conference to win the bid with martial arts;

"Brother Shaoqing, this is the 'Huo Nu' No. 30. So far, only this model has succeeded-you know, the materials and craftsmanship in this world are not up to standard, so I can only do this." Ning Zige handed it to Si Shaoqing took a long and narrow metal tubular object: "With rifling engraved, the effective range is only [-] meters, but within the effective range, no one in this world can stop it, not even ninth-rank masters."

"It's enough——Zi Ge, you're amazing!" Si Shaoqing squinted his eyes, rubbing the weapon from the future world.

"However, with this kind of reloading firearm, you actually only have one chance in front of a ninth-rank expert." Ning Zige was all worried.

"One chance is enough." Si Shaoqing said firmly, "Thank you, Zige!"

"I told you, don't change the world as you like!" Princess Chunchun's voice sounded solemnly behind her.

"Who hasn't changed the world!" On this issue, Si Shaoqing exploded, pointing to Sister Shao in the distance and said: "Aren't you also changing the world?!"

Sister Shao hurriedly tore off the mask on her face under everyone's sword-like eyes, thinking that the thing invented by Princess Chunchun is good, but it looks a little scary, isn't the beautiful boy who scared us...

"...You will reap the consequences of your own." Princess Chunchun was silent for a while, before dropping a sentence.

Jiuxiaotang.

"Master, the results of the three martial arts tests have come out." Wei Jiu stood with his head bowed, and reported the results of the first stage of the Chiyan Conference to Zhu Jiuyan with a guilty conscience: "The winner of the Red Rabbit Altar is Qingyun Zhuangbu Xuling."

"Bu Xuling, it's the legendary 'Tiger Eye'." Zhu Jiuyan was drawing at the table, and this news did not affect the smoothness of his writing: "Luo Ying didn't kill him on Zhang Yatai, it was a failure. How is this person's strength compared to yours? Mingyu said before that they are on equal footing."

"Tu'er and senior brother... No, there has always been a gap between disciple and Ming Yu;" Wei Jiu lowered his head even lower: "Moreover, and this time the altar was opened, Bu Xuling's skill seemed to be It has benefited a lot..."

"This person is nothing to be afraid of." Zhu Jiuyan was confident, put down the big white cloud in his hand, and exchanged a small wolf hair: "I give you three words for my teacher."

Wei Jiu took a closer look, and there were three steep characters on the edge of the dense splashed ink on the rice paper: "Hydra."

Seeing that the master had left behind, Wei Jiu settled down a bit, and continued, "The winner of Chiwu Tan is Danxia's new head, Lu Jianxing."

"Lu Jianxing?" Zhu Jiuyan's pen paused, dripping a little thick ink on the rice paper: "He's not dead yet?! He won the Chiwu altar? Are the masters I asked you to arrange in the Chiwu altar all trash? Can't even take care of a fifth-grade child?"

"No, the people we arranged were all defeated by the masters of the Juhaohui, and the masters of the Juhaohui were all defeated by Lu Jianxing..."

"Hmph, what a handover!" Zhu Jiuyan's pen in the air finally landed on the paper: "He is determined to come and challenge me, how can I not do it... But, he actually You can control the Juhaohui and the Jiangbei Wulin, and just relying on this alone, you have already won a lot as a teacher—the sky favors his talent, what a pity, what a pity."

"Master just thinks that Lu Jianxing is far-reaching and resourceful, so he doesn't see him as a serious obstacle in the competition? However, he defeated Luo Ying twice, and even cut off two of Luo Ying's fingers... disciple, disciple thinks The landing is not to be underestimated."

Zhu Jiuyan raised his eyes from the drawing paper, glared at the timid second apprentice, and said with hatred in his heart: It's an embarrassing waste material!I, Zhu Jiuyan, have peerless martial arts and a talent to deceive the world, but I don't have a decent apprentice... If I can accept Lu Jianxing and keep Ming Yu, my left and right hands will be perfect in both civil and martial arts... I hate these two people , Unanimously against my will!I can't help being cruel and merciless, and I always have to get rid of it quickly.

"Who is the winner of the Red Soul Altar?" Zhu Jiuyan ignored Wei Jiu's concerns and continued to ask.

"The winner of the Scarlet Soul Altar is even more unpopular. He is the new head of the Leng Yue Sect who has disappeared for a long time..."

With a "snap", Zhu Jiuyan's arrogance finally failed, and the little wolf threw it on the paper viciously, staining most of the completed painting.

"Ming Yu! Another fateful person! Unexpectedly, he actually betrayed his sect and joined the sect to fight against me!" Zhu Jiuyan's voice was so stern, he completely forgot that he was the one who was the one who threw sewage and murdered people.

"The apprentice was also suspicious at the beginning. The Leng Yuezong has been under the secret control of the master. When will a new suzerain emerge, could it be that the rebel of the elder brother and the mistress joined forces..."

Wei Jiu's thoughtless words touched Zhu Jiuyan's sore spot, Zhu Jiuyan's index finger moved slightly, and with a force, he rolled up the ink on the inkstone from the air, and gathered it into an ink bead and flew towards Wei Jiu's front.

But hearing the slight sound of liquid bursting, Wei Jiu's eyes went dark, and his knees softened and he knelt down:

"Master, calm down! That Sect Master Leng Yue fought with his face masked. Although his body shape is similar to that of Senior Brother, his skills are completely different and his realm is much higher. He is definitely not Senior Senior Brother, uh no, definitely not Ming Yu!"

"What name did he give?"

"Yan Gu."

"To this day, anyone who dares to use the name of Leng Yuezong to fight against me and still win the three martial arts tests, no matter what name he declares, Ming Yu is the only one in the whole world. He is subject to my Shi Lei palm, Even the master dares to disobey... Interesting, interesting, just like Lu Jianxing! This Lu Jianxing has influenced so many people, and even my former beloved disciple has been reborn—but What's the use? It's just hitting a stone with an egg."

While sighing, Zhu Jiuyan stepped forward and pulled up Wei Jiu, who was smeared with ink: "In the master's plan, it was originally Ming Yu, Luo Ying and you, and the three of them won the three martial arts tests each, so Chi Yanling will be sure that nothing will go wrong." Leave others aside. Who would have thought that Luo Ying was abolished by Lu Jianxing, and Ming Yu betrayed the teacher... You are the only one left. The current winners of the three altars, Bu Xuling and Lu Jianxing, will not let them go as teachers In my heart, only this lord of the Leng Yue Sect who has changed his name and surname... Huh, the successor of the Chi Yan Order in my mind is Ming Yu... Forget it, I won't let you lose as a teacher."

As Zhu Jiuyan said, he squeezed out a fiery red pill and handed it to Wei Jiu.Wei Jiu had a dejected face at first, and was deeply engrossed in the envy of the brother who had been expelled from the school but was still remembered by the master; when he saw this pill, his eyes lit up and he was overjoyed: "Thank you, master! Apprentice!" I will live up to my master's entrustment!"

midnight.Inside an inconspicuous private house, the lights were dimly lit.A person wearing a mask is using a copper tool to carefully clean three kinds of black, yellow, and yellow powders under the lamp. Only the eyes of the whole face are exposed outside the mask, and the long eyelashes flutter slightly with the delicate operation of his hands. , focused and intoxicated, completely oblivious to a blowpipe protruding from the window hole.

"Sulphur, saltpeter... add some charcoal powder." He muttered to himself, and suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly, and the sharp copper pestle on his fingertips suddenly popped out and shot towards the window.

There was a light "ding", and something coming from the window was knocked away by the copper pestle.However, the person wearing the mask shrank back and fell to his knees.

"Serial...needle!"

That's right, the blowpipe protruding from the window fired two shots in a row, and he shot the first one away, but failed to guard the second one.The fine needle penetrated into his chest, with a pungent smell of medicine, a numb and dull pain permeated from his chest, instantly making his head dizzy, his limbs numb, looking in vain at the man in black who had rolled in from the window Cover yourself in darkness with a big bag.

Bu Xuling was meandering into the house, with a small cloth bag hanging in his hand behind his back, which contained the little snacks he had scoured so hard to find—hey, there are no small cakes in this world. Dim sum is to that person's liking.Recently, that person has been very busy. He spends his days and nights in the "laboratory" doing "research and development".

An inaudible sound came from the house in front.Bu Xuling's heart skipped a beat, and his amber eyes shone coldly in the night.An afterimage flashed by, and Bu Xuling had disappeared from the yard, leaving only a small cloth bag rolling to the ground.

Suddenly, a carriage rushed out of the shadowy corner of the street.Two men in black in the car were opening a diaper bag, revealing a comatose man wearing a mask.

"Someone is chasing you!" A man in black said in a panic.

"Quick, feed the medicine!" Another man in black said.

There was only a neighing of horses, the roof of the carriage was lifted off like a piece of paper, and the carriage swayed to a stop.

The two men in black stood up in fear, and saw a thin figure standing in front of the carriage.

"Tiger eyes?!"

Before the words were finished, the thin figure attacked the two men in black at a terrifying speed.

The man in black tried his best to throw a sack...while the assailant caught the sack, he split up and escaped.

Bu Xuling didn't chase after him.

"Zige!"

The stunned person emerged from the sack bag.Following the faint smell of medicine, Bu Xuling tore open Ning Zige's skirt, and found a tiny wound that was almost invisible on his chest.

"Drink!" Bu Xuling pointed to Weiyun, pulled out a thin light from the air, and also pulled out a sentence from Ning Zi's throat.Without hesitation, Bu Xuling bowed his head to the wound on Ning Zige's chest, sucking the poisonous blood with his mouth.

"Brother Lei..."

After a few breaths, accompanied by a hoarse whisper, one hand slowly supported Bu Xuling's head.Bu Xuling was startled, grabbed the hand and raised his head, the determination on his face fled away, leaving behind the frail tears:

"You, you scared me to death!"

The corners of Ning Zige's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to comfort Bu Xuling, but he was a little dazed:

"I, I'm fine..."