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Because there is a gentleman accompanying him, Weisheng is not worried about his own safety, but worried about the remaining group of wounded, so he simply keeps Gouchen, Qiandie and Lefeng to take care of them.

Murong's reputation and status are there, he is not afraid of being plotted against him in broad daylight, so he went to Yangzhou city alone first.After Wan Teng and Wei Sheng waited for Murong to go far away, they entered the city by the trail.

After the three left, Lefeng stayed where he was and rolled his eyes.

These days, he waited for Weisheng in Yangzhou city for a long time, finally Weisheng came back, it seemed that there was still some exciting excitement to be seen, how could he miss this opportunity?

But...if the original host blames me later...just ask someone.

Qiandie knew what he was thinking when she saw Lefeng's expression, she just pointed at Xie Yan in case he would pull her back.

... The corner of Lefeng's mouth slowly curled into an evil smile.Xie Yan is Weisheng's only apprentice, and no one is more suitable to support him.

Weisheng and Wanqi entered Yangzhou City from the upper reaches of the Qinhuai River.It was just after dawn, and there was no one on the street, Wan Qi looked around, suddenly wrapped his arms around Wei Sheng's waist, tapped his toes, and suddenly rose into the air.Slightly startled, there was already a vast expanse of blue waves under his feet, and the cold morning wind brushed against his cheeks, causing a little pain, but he was quickly and carefully blocked.

In just a few breaths, he swept across the wide river surface with the microbes, and stopped on the top of a painting boat in the middle of the river.Weisheng still couldn't get back to his senses, Wan Teng explained softly: "This boat is going down, and it will take us directly to the lower reaches of the Qinhuai River, so it can be deceptive."

Weisheng exhaled lightly, then nodded.He has also studied those martial arts secrets during this time, but he doesn't know if it's because modern people are different from ancient people, and he can't feel the slightest bit of the legendary "internal force".

Sure enough, Brother Junzi's martial arts can only be seen as a legend.

With nothing to do left and right, Weisheng was tense all night, and it was rare to relax, so he simply enjoyed the beautiful scenery around him.Three parts of the world are bright moonlit nights, and two parts are rogues are Yangzhou. Yangzhou has been the throat of the north and the south since ancient times, a standard ancient prosperous town. It is a pity that he has successively experienced the meeting of all living beings and the martial arts conference since he traveled, and the half-month appointment after that. He has no chance to visit it. .He was busy enough as a time traveler.

The painted boats and the trees on both sides of the strait are full of extinguished lanterns. I don’t know what a good day it was yesterday.Not far away, there was an elegant fragrance of osmanthus flowers. Weisheng looked for the fragrance, and saw only a white arch bridge paving the water surface, and the osmanthus trees beside the bridge were beautifully blooming—it turned out to be the 24th bridge.

The Baiyue Pavilion by the bridge is hidden among the osmanthus bushes, and it is simply a good place for a tryst.

At this time, Brother Junzi suddenly said, "Yesterday was Qixi Festival."

Weisheng: "..."

He actually forgot!

It was mid-June when I made an agreement with the heads of the Eight Sects. After careful calculation, yesterday was the seventh day of July.

Qixi Festival is an annual festival for the ancients.The Cowherd and Weaver Girl Magpie Bridge Club, on this day, men and women, old and young, will travel together, and young men and women tie ribbons on trees to pray for marriage.

Weisheng regretted not being able to see the excitement.

Suddenly, Wan Teng's expression changed and he looked towards the shore.

Weisheng followed him curiously, and saw a fortune-teller on the bank entangled a disabled person, probably because he saw that the disabled was easy to bully, and forced him to give him money.

Weisheng: "..."

It turns out that no matter what age, there is no lack of strong buying and strong selling.

The young man in the wheelchair was looking at the two marriage cards in his hand in a daze, when suddenly a voice came out: "The lonely star in heaven is beautiful, and black and white are accompanied by virtue. Mo Xiao's predecessors said sad words, and it is difficult to betray relatives and love." Two free throws—Young man, your fate is not good!"

Young man: "..." Who is looking for death?

Looking up, he saw an old man standing in front of him with his white beard stroking, with an inscrutable expression, and holding a long streamer in his hand, he wrote a letter: "Heaven's secrets are all destiny, and there is no need for gods and immortals in the world."

Hengpi: God calculates thousands of knowledge.

Young man: "..."

He put away the fate card, stretched out his hand to control the wheelchair, and was about to avoid the magic stick, but he didn't expect that person to come up to him to seek death: "Young man, this old man can change the fate of a destined person by ten years, and only one gold! Such a good opportunity! Miss it, or you will be alone forever!"

Young man: "..."

He didn't speak before because he didn't want to talk nonsense with the ants.Now I don't speak, but I feel that it is unnecessary.

The male protagonist stretched out his left hand to hold down the old liar and pulled his arm, and when he was about to beat the reckless liar to death, a person behind him pulled the old man away at the right time: "Why does the old man pester someone who doesn't want to be a fortune teller to do fortune telling?" ?”

Young man: "..."

He lost his palm, and should have been angry, but was attracted by the voice. Looking back, he saw a man in white gently brushing the old man away with his other hand on the waist of a man in gray.

The gray-clothed man's expression was cold, but his eyes were flawless, as if there was no secret in his eyes.When he saw the man noticed him, he took a step away uncomfortably, and the arm of the man in white slipped off his waist.

Wan Cheng's eyes darkened again.

It was Wan Qi and Wei Sheng who came here.After he went ashore with Weisheng in his arms, he resolved the entanglement between the two without hurting the old man, purely a gentleman.

Of course, it is impossible for Weisheng to still be in the mood to do good deeds every day at this time.He came here to meddle, just because he guessed the man's identity.

The man in the wheelchair looked to be in his twenties, dressed in a black long gown, with sharp eyebrows and eyes. Although he was not good at walking, his demeanor was still stern and aggressive.

——20 years old, black clothes, sitting in a wheelchair, imposing manner, super good-looking.

The name of an important person is about to come out - "Brother Hua."

Hearing the words, the man immediately guessed Weisheng's identity, and nodded to him: "Brother Weisheng."

——Sure enough, it is Hua Luo, the leader of the Demon Cult!Weisheng got a little excited, this man is second only to the male god, if he is not too low-key and his identity is too terrifying...

He suddenly remembered that Brother Junzi was right next to him right now.

The purpose of the half-moon agreement is to prove that Tianxilou has nothing to do with the Demon Sect.

"..."

Because Brother Junzi supported him no matter what he did, he even forgot that he really had a 'relationship' with the Demon Cult, so he just brought Brother Junzi here! ! !

Wan Teng asked curiously, "Weisheng, this is..."

Weisheng introduced stiffly: "...this is Hua An." Just don't know him! ! !

'Hua'an' twitched the corners of his mouth invisibly, and said cooperatively: "Brother Wancheng, I have long admired you."

Weisheng was already in a cold sweat.He hastily stepped forward and pushed 'Hua An' towards Bai Yueting, intending to have a private conversation.At this time, the old magic stick who was forgotten by them suddenly called out to Weisheng enthusiastically: "Aren't young people counted as a trigram! From marriage to longevity, everything is counted, as long as one gold, one gold!"

Weisheng: "..."

The old liar seemed to be doing some calculations, and suddenly his eyes widened and he said: "This old man can't count your past and present lives... It's impossible! But all living beings in this world, this old man can count everything!"

Weisheng: "..."

It can be calculated that he is not from this world, isn't he a magic stick? !At that moment, Weisheng suddenly felt a little excited, and stared at the old man closely.He calculated for a while, and exclaimed again: "Your Excellency is actually the reincarnation of the ancient god master! This old man really has blind eyes! The great immortal has immortal energy to cover up his fate, and this old man can't see clearly!"

Weisheng: "..."

He shouldn't have believed the words of a swindler!

Weisheng no longer paid any attention to the yelling from the magic stick behind him, and quickly pushed the leader of the Demon Cult away: "Wan Teng, wait for me... I will come back after a few words with Brother Hua."

Wan Teng stared at Wei Shengli's leaving back for a moment, as if there was an abyss hidden in his eyes.

The old magic stick wanted to chase after him, but suddenly he grabbed the long banner so tightly that he couldn't catch up at all.

The old man turned his head and stared at him angrily, but Wan Cheng suddenly laughed: "Old man, how about doing a fortune telling for me?"

——Of course he recognized Hua Luo, the leader of the Demon Cult, even if he wanted to, Hua Luo could die silently at any time.But since Weisheng didn't want him to know, then he just pretended not to know.

But this magic stick, Weisheng only cared about the leader of the Demon Cult before, so he didn't pay attention to him when he was excited.However, Wan Teng relied on his profound skills, and when he was still on the boat, he heard the admonitions of the old man on the shore to Hua Luo.

"The lonely star of heaven is beautiful, and black and white are accompanied by bad virtues."The sad words of Mo Xiao’s predecessors, it’s hard to be punished if you lose your relatives and love’——if someone who understands the plot is here, you will find that these four sentences are exactly the experience of the demon leader Hua Luo in this life!Word for word, hit the nail on the head!

——This old man not only recognized Hua Luo's identity from the very beginning, but even knew his background very well.There are people with such ears, eyes, and minds in the Jianghu, except for Weisheng...the only one is Zhou Buxiu, the master of Qiankun Sect.

I saw that the legendary Qiankun sect master looked like a magic stick at this time, and spread his hands to him and said: "Bring the hexagrams first."

Wan Teng simply untied the purse and handed it to him.

As soon as the Qiankun sect master took the purse, he put it into his arms, and changed his smiling face in a blink of an eye: "Hahaha, young man, you are such a good person. Ask me anything, I don't care about anything!"

Wan Teng said slowly: "Mr., I want to count marriage."

"Hmm... Marriage..." Zhou Buxiu pinched his fingers for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes: "Oh, this... is not good! Young man, you have no fate with the person you love, and you are destined to be enemies in this world. If we don't want to be together, I'm afraid either you die or I die..."

Wan Teng put his hand on the old man's larynx, and asked again slowly: "Mr., I want to count the marriage."

Zhou Buxiu looked into his dark eyes, shrank his head, and said with a flattering smile: "Oh, young man, don't be so angry, divinations and images are deceiving, if you want marriage, do it yourself, just do it a few times Well~"

Wan Teng: "..."

Wan Teng withdrew his right hand and showed a gentle smile again: "Mr. please explain in detail."

The old liar looked around and saw that there was no one around, quickly stuffed a bunch of things into Wan Teng's arms, and winked at him wretchedly: "Don't say that the old man is cheating money, I can help everything I can!"

The old liar wanted to leave immediately after stuffing things, Wan Teng hurriedly asked, "Where should the landlord of Tianxi go next?"

The old liar glared at him: "How do I know where he's going! The court is the one who kills him, the poison is in Miaojiang, and the way is right here!"

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking about Wan Teng. He looked very old, but he ran out of sight within a few strokes.

Wan Teng didn't stop him anymore.

Destined to be enemies in this world... He smiled disdainfully, and casually took out the things stuffed in his arms. It turned out to be a picture book with an exquisite cover and two marriage cards that can be seen everywhere on the Qixi Festival.

Wan Teng opened the album and was taken aback when he saw the content on the first page.

He flipped back and looked at the cover, and there were six small characters written on it: Longyang Baishi Cheats.

"..." Wan Teng blinked slowly.

The leader of the Devil's Cult sounds very beautiful, but if you ignore this prefix, the person in front of you is not only young, but also congenitally deficient and bad at doing things. He was forced to take over the Devil's Cult at the age of eight, and the hardships involved are beyond human experience.

——But not only did he hold on, he also sat to the height of the original poison, which made the world hold his own.

Weisheng admires Hualuo very much.

Hua Luo opened the mouth first: "The landlord is guessing why I am here?"

Wei Sheng nodded.

Just as Hua Luo was about to speak, he suddenly coughed.After a long while, he apologized and said, "I'm born with a chronic disease, the host will forgive me."

Weisheng shook his head and said, "What did Master Xie of all living beings say?"

Hua Luo said directly: "Hua Cheng is willing to help the landlord with all his strength."

Wei Sheng was surprised when he heard this.

Part of the reason for meeting the leader of the Demon Cult this time was that he urgently needed to find the strength to support him.To form an alliance with 'Hwaseong' is to form an alliance with all sentient beings, which was originally his most hoped goal.

But he never expected that the leader of the Demon Cult would easily give away what he needed the most.You must know that today's Xilou is besieged on all sides, and "helping with all your strength" at this time will undoubtedly cost your own wealth and life!

Weisheng couldn't help but said: "...you believe me?"

Hua Luo smiled recklessly: "Who can lie to me?" His tone was full of conceited conceit!

He suddenly changed the subject: "The landlord knows the secrets of my Hwaseong, but does he understand the relationship between my family?"

"..." Weisheng was stunned.

He recalled the first time he met the male protagonist and the goddess. At that time, Xie Yan was not yet ruthless, and the goddess cared for Xie Yan very much, which was completely different from the plot in the novel a few years later.

... Everything he knows about them comes from the novel, who would care about the feelings of the characters in the novel?

So of course he...doesn't understand either.

The author has something to say: Guess who the master of the Qiankun sect is, you can guess... definitely can't guess (﹁﹣)~→