After Waking up Beside the Villain

On the top of Cangxi Mountain, the scorching sun is in the sky, and the wind is calm and the clouds are scattered.

There was the sound of swords piercing the boundless silence, and they collided fiercely!

"It's so fierce as soon as you make a shot!"

"This is the strength of the white dragon list swordsman geniuses?"

"Monsters, all monsters!"

As soon as Xie Chengyun and Lin Cefu drew their swords and made a move, the nearby people shouted loudly.

Fang Wenmin didn't bother to ask other questions anymore, and immediately raised his head, looking intently at the sword platform.

In the blink of an eye, the two people on the sword platform had passed several moves. Although the swords and swords were exquisite, they didn't have the intention to decide the outcome. It's more like a swordsmanship exchange where you come and go.

The two of them were in full swing, walking up and down, their clothes flapping, their long swords reflecting the dazzling sunlight, shining like flowing fire, and the sound of clashing and clanging could be heard endlessly.

The Fuxue Sword and the Shashen Sword, one is long and thin and tough like heavy snow, but not a bit cold, and the other is thick and thick like vegetation and rocks, without the slightest killing intent.

But when the two slashed out, one sword was frozen ten feet, and the other was murderous like frost.

The former sword energy is boundless, and the snow is so cold and mighty. In an instant, the stone-built high platform is blown with fine snow, and the forest leaves are frozen.

The latter opens and closes, with unparalleled murderous intent, the sword thrusts out like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, breaking the stone and shaking the sky, wrapped in an indestructible sharp biting bone.

The collapse of the mountains, the turbulent snow currents, and the vegetation and everything in the world, but they can't crush the stubborn rocks standing on one side.

The stubborn stone broke through the snow, turned into a flying bird with a rainbow, and rushed straight to the sky, trying to cut off the snow and intercept the flow.

However, the lingering clouds suddenly changed and froze one after another, like a copper wall and an iron wall, blocking the momentum of the birds.What's more, the snow all over the sky suddenly intensified, as dense as a net, like the wings of a bird trapped.

The flying bird screamed in the sky, turned into an eagle, and crashed into the ice cloud.

"Zheng-!"

The clear sound pierced through the mountains and clouds, the true energy was surging, and the resting mountain wind suddenly blew bitterly.

The spectators raised their eyes and found that under the scorching sun, there was really heavy snow falling slowly, and each snowflake was facing a ray of killing intent hidden in the wind.

A well-known old man sighed: "It's such a change in attack and defense, and the sword theory is proficient. The two of you have already mastered the profound meaning of the change in swordsmanship, and even the ordinary Dingdan is far behind!"

Chu Yunsheng looked at the sword platform intently.

Swords and swords all have something in common, and he took it seriously and realized a lot.

In addition, he could clearly understand that Xie Chengyun and Lin Ce's understanding of swords is extremely extraordinary.

If the sword battle between him and the young sword servant Fang Jingyou was Lin Zheshi's collapse, then the battle between Xie Chengyun and Lin Ce was like a world shattered, the snow was blowing and the wind was blowing.The former is far from the latter.If it is him who is standing on the sword platform right now, then whether it is Xie Chengyun or Lin Ce, he is no match.

He still has a lot of martial arts to learn, and the road he has to go is far from the end.

"The time of this battle may not be short."

Fang Wenmin said: "When the two of them fought, it was obvious that they wanted to demonstrate and display all their swordsmanship and swordsmanship. They didn't want a quick battle, but a hearty one. For all the sword practitioners present, it was a full-fledged battle. The pinnacle display of the divine swordsmanship is also quite a fortune."

After the words fell, Ning Guan's lazy voice came from inside the pavilion: "This is called the battle of asking swords. Ask about the sword in the enemy's hand, ask about the sword in my hand, ask about the sword in the hands of the world... Wonderful, wonderful!"

"However, in my opinion, this battle won't be too long. Xie Chengyun is only at the peak of Hanshen, but Lin Ce has already half-stepped his alchemy. There is a gap between the two of them. Xie Chengyun is shrewd and will never drag it to the end. Excessive consumption. He is looking forward to a hearty battle, but he is even more looking forward to a successful battle."

Fang Wenmin shook his fan, but he didn't refute Ningguan's words. In fact, he thought so too.

While speaking, the two men on the top of the mountain were startled with swords, and the fight became more and more intense. Sand and rocks flew, heavy snow followed the wind, and the incomparably wide sword platform was also slashed with criss-cross sword marks.

Some are fierce and fierce, some are as light as snow, some are fierce and fierce, or some are as good as water.

Xie Chengyun's sword, one sword is faster than another, and one sword is more free from the restrictions of moves and momentum.

He is using a sword, but also painting.

The sky is full of snow, the body is like a white swan, and the sky and the earth are spread out like a vast scroll. The only sword in the hand, the sword in the heart, is the brush, and the ink is splashed here, with boundless meaning.

Lin Ce is a fisherman.

When the sword turned back to guard, he was peaceful and stable, even though the river was covered by heavy snow, and the cold wind was like a knife, he also sat firmly on the boat, not moving.

When the sword energy is like a rainbow, he drops the bait and raises the hook, the energy splashes like water spray, the murderous intent is condensed on the tip of the hook, and he attacks continuously with several swords, without giving a chance to breathe, he will almost catch all of them in a net. Big fish in the river.

"coming!"

The young monk Juechen in the pavilion suddenly said.

As the words came out, the two people on the sword platform who had already brought their sword power to the peak with one sword after another, paused in their moves, and were immediately drawn by Qi, and returned their swords with their backhands as if coincidentally, thousands of swords Qi returned to one, the body leaped like a fish, like a meteor, slamming into the opponent brazenly!

No more temptation, no more reservations.

The heavy snow falls, the mountains are full of blue and white, the wind is howling, and the forests and seas for hundreds of miles are bowed.

The two of them used their unique moves together, showing the true meaning of swordsmanship.

Fuxuejian's pen and ink dripped to a thick place, and the vast scroll has come to an end, but the viewer is also the person in the painting.

Countless life forms are made of ice and snow, and the heart moves at will, and the feet sink deep. Lin Ce suddenly looked up, and saw that his body fell into the scroll, covering the sky and the earth, with only a stroke on the top of his head, which fell leisurely.

Neither angry nor frightened, Lin Ce swung his long sword obliquely and stabbed out.

The river is snowing thousands of miles, the fisherman is wearing cape cape, and the slender fishing line trembles slightly, as if the time has come.The killing sword is like a fishing rod, it is thrown upwards, disturbing the fish swimming in the river, and the sky is full of snow.

With a bang, the hook broke through the ice and was thrown far away, a big fish swayed and slowly emerged on the hook.

Xie Chengyun stared at the sword, as if seeing a heavy fishhook, carried by a strange force, as if no matter how dodged, he couldn't get rid of the fate of being caught.

But he wasn't going to hide.

The two use the true meaning of the way of the sword to express their sword heart, and use the swordsmanship to interpret the succession and transformation, and set up offensive and defensive traps for each other.It depends on whose sword is more suitable for oneself, whose sword is stronger and sharper, which is unrivaled.

Touching the snow and falling the ink, it is unrestrained and unrestrained, with profound meaning.

Killing the body and raising the hook, sharp and sharp, taking human life is like extinguishing an oil lamp.

When the sword meets the sword, the fierce energy shoots out, the sword light is better than the sun, and the demeanor is amazing!

Countless people watching the battle gasped, their eyes widened suddenly, and their expressions were stunned. Even though the sword energy diffused and dazzled their eyes, and the light reflected by the scorching sun was extremely glaring, they still stared at the sword platform intently.

The wind stopped again, and the snow stopped again.

The killing sword stopped an inch away from the center of Xie Chengyun's eyebrows, the killing intent was condensed and piercing, and it seemed that it could be triggered at any time to take people's lives.But it couldn't be activated in the end - a piece of crystal snow landed on the tip of the sword, as light as a feather, but forcibly bent the rock-hard sword into a slight arc.

At this time, the Fuxue sword had already brushed Lin Ce's throat lightly, the awe-inspiring sharp edge was restrained, and it touched the flesh without showing bloodstains.

"The Realm of Micro Control..."

Lin Ce looked down at the Fuxue sword in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "You are better than me with this sword."

After saying that, he withdrew, put away his sword and returned it to its sheath, just like when he came, brushed the falling snow on the lapel of his clothes, and walked down the sword stand with his sword in his arms.

It wasn't until Lin Ce turned around to get off the sword platform and stepped up the mountain road that the crowds of spectators around him came back to their senses. They either laughed excitedly, or lamented to the sky, or were fascinated by the sword light, pulled their companions to discuss endlessly, or had some insights, and shared with the people around them. People talk about it, and Cangxi Mountain is full of voices and turmoil in an instant.

"There are such sword skills in the world!"

"A sword is an ink pen, a sword is a fishhook, and a sword is a sword! This old man has practiced swords for decades, and seeing this battle today, he knows what a sword is!"

"We Hanshen swordsmen, if we hear the truth in the morning, we will die in the evening!"

"It's indeed a battle for the pinnacle of swordsmanship on the White Dragon List! Both of these two are well-deserved!"

"Some people have long said that Fu Xuejian's strength is by no means No.13. It's just that in recent years, he has seldom made shots and never fights with others, so the ranking is only outside the top ten. A certain person didn't think so before, but now it seems that he is even on the Bailong list. To be able to win the capital of the list is really talented and extraordinary!"

"When I climbed the mountain with the killing sword and the battle post at noon, we were still talking about Xie Chengyun's ignorance here, but I couldn't help but build up momentum from the weak to the strong. Instead, the first battle was to fight the first sword below Dingdan. It was really arrogant and negative. The reputation of being a modest gentleman. But who would have guessed that this is not arrogance, but a well-thought-out plan!"

"Below Dingdan, who dares to say that Lin Ce can be confident in the battle? Xie Chengyun is not sure about his chances of winning, but his sword has reached this stage. If he wants to break through and sharpen his sword, he must face up to difficulties. He is not afraid of hardships and dangers, so he knows that the first battle at Kaijiantai is important, but he is still willing to take risks, and with a fearless sword, he will complete the sword heart!"

"Extremely great!"

"Defeat Lin Ce, climb to the top of the White Dragon Ranking, open the sword platform, and ask the sword world, what kind of limelight is there, what kind of momentum is like a rainbow!"

"This battle actually made me believe that Fuxuejian may become the sixth person to succeed in the Sword Opening Stage!"

"The first five are all legends..."

There were also people rushing out, sending messages to the major forces: "Hurry up, send a message to the Patriarch that Fu Xuejian defeated Lin Ce and became the top of the White Dragon Ranking! No. [-] in the world below Ding Dan!"

"Quick pass! Fuxue Sword is better than Killing Sword!"

"Hurry up—Xie Jiaxie Chengyun ranked first in the thirteenth battle, and jumped to the top of the White Dragon Ranking. The heart of the sword seems to be perfect, and the way of the sword touches the truth, and he is about to enter Wujianwuwu!"

The tranquility of Cangxi Mountain was broken, and the sky was filled with boiling, and the crowd was clamoring.

In the midst of this excitement, Xie Chengyun retracted his sword, stroked the snow in his white clothes, and bowed his hands as a salute, towards countless people from the rivers and lakes who watched the battle, towards countless heroes and talents in Daxia, Beimo, Western Regions, and Miaojiang, and towards this boundless In the rivers and lakes and the world, the imposing manner was calm, and he laughed loudly: "Today, Xie opened the sword platform, and the ceremony has been completed. I invite all heroes to go up the mountain, have a banquet to celebrate, and discuss martial arts happily."

"it is good!"

"Young Master Xie is really generous and generous!"

"Hahahaha, that's so disrespectful!"

This statement won loud praise.

From watching the battle last night to now, he had no sleep all night and stood against the midsummer sun. For a warrior, he may still be able to support himself, not considered exhausted, but it is a good thing to be able to rest and eat a running water mat.Whenever there is a grand event in the sect, there must be a banquet with a wide range of guests, which is not uncommon in the Jianghu.

After Xie Chengyun finished speaking, the stewards and guards of the Xie family came out of the mountain forest, leading many martial arts heroes to the other side of the mountain top, where hundreds of banquet tables had already been prepared to entertain the guests.

Xie Chengyun stood by the mountain road and greeted some familiar people from the rivers and lakes one by one, then turned around and went back to the top of the mountain, and entered the hut to rest for a while.

Chu Yunsheng and Fang Wenmin avoided the flow of people and went straight to the back of the sword platform.

Xi Feiming in the half-mountain pavilion wanted to follow. He used to transmit a secret voice transmission to laugh at Xie Chengyun face to face, but the little monk Juechen was already drooling at the scent from the banquet, so he dragged him to the banquet, unable to resist.

Ning Guan, Yan Xuanji and the others also decided to fill their stomachs first, and were not in a hurry to meet Xie Chengyun, they were extremely informal and frank.

As soon as he entered the hut, Chu Yunsheng saw Xie Chengyun cross-legged on the low couch, his figure was slightly crooked, his brows were furrowed, as if he was meditating to adjust his breath.

Hearing the movement, Xie Chengyun raised his eyes, and when he saw Chu Yun's voice, he smiled softly and said, "If you don't come, I will call you again. I couldn't hold my breath just now, my hands and feet were a little weak, and I couldn't even sit down." Steady, but I want to change clothes."

Fang Wenmin, who had her feet on the threshold, was startled, opened her fan, and hurriedly blocked her face: "Don't see anything wrong, don't hear anything wrong! Brother Xie, I haven't seen you for just one or two hours. Such a rascal! Shame on me, shame on me!"

Xie Chengyun's smile didn't move, and he said casually: "Xie is a wanderer, and he only cares about Chuchu, but he is not as good as Brother Fang, who goes to the hundreds of brothels in Beijing, and Brother Fang is merciful to all of them."

Chu Yunsheng listened to the bickering between the two, but ignored it, turned around and took out a brand new coat from the hut, pulled Xie Chengyun's wrist, and began to change his clothes.

Fang Wenmin pretended he hadn't heard of it, pretending he hadn't seen it, put down his fan, and said solemnly: "Brother Xie, I've already exhausted myself from the battle with Lin Ce, so why bother to entertain those Jianghu people? If someone takes the opportunity to sneak attack, Or if you lose your breath for too long and cause internal injuries, it's all evil after all."

Xie Chengyun shook his head, and said: "Brother Fang, you don't understand. To win, you must win perfectly and beautifully, and you can't lose your demeanor and momentum. Believe it or not, Lin Ce also emptied his true energy in the last sword, and he already had all his strength. But tomorrow, if you go to inquire about it, Lin Ce will definitely go down the mountain and leave step by step, with no one to help him or a car to pick him up."

"He wants to lose well, and I want to win well."

Fang Wenmin was speechless.

And this time, the other side.

Fang Jingyou, a young sword servant, untied the reins, raised the curtain of the carriage, and finally walked to the foot of the mountain step by step. Lin Ce bent down to get into the carriage, and as soon as he sat down with his sword in his arms, a streak of blood spilled from the corners of his lips.

He raised his hand to wipe it off casually, and looked at the top of the mountain through the car window.

"Xie Chengyun will definitely argue with me about this."

He said: "Extremely childish."

Fang Jingyou sat on the shaft of the chariot, glanced sideways at Lin Ce while swinging the horsewhip, curled his lips in a shameless manner, "You're talking about others, don't you? What's the point of fighting for face even if you lose? Go home and practice your sword. It will be the biggest face to fight back in the future, don't blame me for teaching you, Lin Ce, you are really..."

The scabbard slapped Fang Jingyou on the head.

Fang Jingyou yelled, drawing his sword to fight Lin Ce, and then he was suppressed by a sword. He shrank his legs and drooped his head, and continued to drive.

The twilight is all together, and the sun is shining.

On the sword platform on the top of the mountain, several flagons were tilted and peanut shells were piled up.

A dozen or so well-known heroic youths on the White Dragon List sat on the floor, no longer caring about the slightest image, clashing wine pots, drinking happily, and eating meat.

Xi Feiming held up a chicken leg, teasing the little monk Juechen to shake his hands drunkenly to reach it, and when he finally reached it, Xi Feiming opened his mouth and bit off most of it, so angry that Juechen knocked Xi Feiming back.

Two little Taoist priests from the Qingshan Temple who came to see the elder brother hurriedly persuaded them to fight, but they were also knocked down with their bald heads.

Yan Xuanji's silver spear lay across her knees, and after drinking a sip of fine wine with Li Ming, they used their hands instead of weapons to fight with each other, which lived up to the true qualities of the two martial idiots.

Lying on his back, Ning Guan took out a reed tube from nowhere, inserted it into the jug and sucked it, while looking like watching the moon, but actually moved quietly, trying to put his head on Yan Xuanji's lap.

Unexpectedly, he was seen through as soon as he got close. Yan Xuanji was furious, and grabbed a silver gun to stab him.

Fang Wenmin was tugging at two friends from Shangjing's aristocratic family at the bottom of the White Dragon Ranking, weeping sadly while drinking: "I thought Brother Xie won this battle, and my ranking would be able to move, but I didn't realize until the end of the fight. I only ranked No.18 on the White Dragon Ranking, and they played against No.13 in the first place, and I couldn't move..."

Juechen, who couldn't grab the chicken leg, was stunned when he heard it, and raised his hand to wipe away his tears: "I fell, it was me... I fell from the third to the fourth!"

The two children from the aristocratic family smiled bitterly when they heard it, shook their heads and sighed, one of you is No. 18, and you are all crying like this, what about us who are thirty or forty years away?

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't beat them, I really wanted to beat up this group of geniuses.

On the edge of the crowd drinking and laughing, Xie Chengyun was half sitting and half lying down, with one hand propped on the ground and the other hanging on his bent knee, swinging the flagon slowly.

The Fuxue Sword was placed by his side, quiet and calm, with no edge, it was just like an ordinary weapon.

In fact, it is indeed an ordinary weapon.

Many people in the Jianghu know that Xie Chengyun's Fuxue Sword is not a magical blade that ranks on the weapon list, but an ordinary sharp weapon forged by Xie's sword furnace.

The only thing that is unusual is that this sword was forged by Xie Chengyun himself, choosing iron and stone, igniting fire and melting water, hammer by hammer.Then Xie Chengyun named it Fuxuejian, went out to Beijing with it, traveled all over the world, wandered the rivers and lakes, and became famous.

Nowadays, no one needs to admit it, and it doesn't need to be ranked in the weapon spectrum. It is still a famous sword in the eyes of many people in the rivers and lakes.

"neat."

Suddenly, Xie Chengyun put down the jug, leaned over and turned his head, his forehead hit the side of Chu Yunsheng's temple lightly, the smell of alcohol diffused, and his voice was soft: "Have you seen the sunset of Cangxi Mountain before?"

Chu Yunsheng sighed helplessly, and held Xie Chengyun's waist with one hand.

Among the drunkards who were unwilling to force out the drink with their true spirit, he was the most sober one.

"No."

Seeing that no one was paying attention to this place, Chu Yunsheng used the sleeve of his robe to cover him, and pulled him closer, letting Xie Chengyun press heavily into his arms.He could see that Xie Chengyun had really indulged in drinking, a little drunk, and even forgot that he had never been to Cangxi Mountain before.

"Cangxi Mountain has no view and no temple, but a mountain road has been built directly to the top of the mountain. It is because the sunset scenery of Cangxi Mountain is so beautiful and fascinating that there is an endless stream of tourists from north to south."

Xie Chengyun said.

"It's really beautiful." Chu Yun replied in a voice.

Yesterday I didn't have the heart to enjoy it, today I feel relaxed physically and mentally, sitting on the sword platform, looking up, the sunset of Cangxi Mountain is indeed magnificent and magnificent that is rarely seen in the world.

The setting sun is sinking in the west, the forests are gradually dyed, and the brilliant gold and orange red are overlapping, and the rays of light are magnificent.

The mountains are half-bright and half-dark, like light ink falling, and the thin clouds and mist slowly rise from the vegetation and forests, fluttering and falling, like a jade belt surrounding the mountains, it is better than a fairyland, like a fairy wrapped in plain, graceful and moving.

The Longhu River gallops far away, sparkling like thousands of golden scales.

Qingjiang water, Baili mountain, boundless sunset.

"I was in Penglai in the south of the Yangtze River, and I saw the sunset on a boat, and in Xiongguan in Beimo, I saw the sunset facing the yellow sand of the desert—"

Xie Chengyun half-closed his eyes, his long and straight eyelashes were lined with golden shimmer, he smiled, raised his hand to catch a strand of Chu Yunsheng's hair that was blown up by the wind, his voice paused, He said softly: "If you have been to too few places, you might as well come with me to meet Jianghu."

Chu Yunsheng didn't expect Xie Chengyun to say such words at this time, he took a sip from the jug and said, "What if I shouldn't?"

Xie Chengyun raised his face, bent his waist, and put his pillow on Chu Yunsheng's lap, his smile remained unchanged, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "You can't beat me."

Lowering his head slightly, looking at the familiar smiling eyes, Chu Yunsheng couldn't help but bend his lips, and said in a low voice: "Isn't it because Mr. Xie left a secret trick on me, he is not afraid of me running away, nor is he afraid of me?" With evil intentions, collaborating with the enemy and betraying?"

Xie Chengyun was not surprised, he just raised his finger and lightly stroked Chu Yunsheng's Adam's apple, which was concealed by the bone shrinking technique, laughed, and said: "A medicine needle as thin as a cow's hair, I took advantage of the opportunity to bite it in the cell , and sent it here. This needle will not hinder your circulation of true qi, even if you look inside your body, it will be difficult to detect."

"You are a smart person, it is not surprising to guess."

"When the medicinal needle enters the body, it will not harm you, but if the person holding the needle wants to surprise you and activate the medicinal energy, there is no way to prevent it. Seeing blood seals the throat."

The slightly cool fingertips brushed over the side of the neck and landed on Chu Yunsheng's shoulder.

Xie Chengyun got up slightly, and sighed: "It's so cute, do you want me to take it out?"

"No need."

Chu Yunsheng said, turning his palms.

Xie Chengyun looked intently, and could vaguely see a very thin shimmer of light reflected slightly, which was actually the medicinal needle.

Chu Yun said: "During the battle with Fang Jingyou, the saber technique broke through, and it was in harmony with nature. Therefore, when he sensed the needle, he forced it out."

Xie Chengyun lowered his eyes, and his smile slowly disappeared.

He let go of his hand, rolled over on Chu Yunsheng's lap, and said, "You still want to leave after taking it out?"

"Don't go."

Chu Yunsheng took Xie Chengyun's scattered black hair, touched his head with his hand, and said lightly: "I have been with you for a few days, and I think you are good in everything, but I only have regrets in the room. A beautiful lady."

"Pfft—hahahahahaha!"

When Xie Chengyun said this, before Xie Chengyun could respond, a series of narrow laughter suddenly sounded from beside him.

Chu Yunsheng and Xie Chengyun turned their heads together, and saw Fang Wenmin and Ning Guan who had just tiptoed over and listened to half a sentence, supporting each other, laughing while patting their stomachs, and couldn't even straighten their waists.

"Listen, listen! Miss Chu, how domineering, she wants to be Mrs. Xie!"

"This is what women don't give way to men!"

"No, no, no, this is called mutual affection, giving and receiving in private, secretly communicating with each other—hey, Yan Xuanji, can you learn from Miss Chu and become my husband Ning—wait, ouch, Don't hit, don't hit! I was wrong, I was wrong, miss Yan, please forgive me, you are Ding Dan, you can't bully the small with the big!"

Ningguan was chased by Yan Xuanji again.

Fang Wenmin finished laughing, and when he turned his head, he saw Chu Yunsheng and Xie Chengyun staring at him quietly.He was cold all over, shivered for no reason, and hurriedly said: "Brother Xie, Miss Chu, congratulations. Although we children of the Jianghu are informal, we should pay attention when we go out. What about you, brother Xie, you are always in the crowd How decent is it for a girl to lean on her lap!"

Xi Feiming passed by shaking the jug, and laughed when he heard the words: "Girl? Tsk tsk, what a girl! Poor Tao knows everything, hey, just don't talk, just play."

Xie Chengyun laughed angrily, threw the jug, and cursed drunkenly: "Get out!"

"Brother Xie, demeanor, demeanor!"

"Why, don't you agree? Come on, come on, Pindao will give you another fortune..."

"Ningguan, stop for me!"

"Don't hit Miss Yan, let's forgive Brother Ning this time, come and drink!"

The daylight dissipated, the night was long, and the moon was bright and clear.

On the sword stage, the young men were drinking together, cupping wine and wine, discussing martial arts with punches, lying drunk on the top of the mountain.

Three days later.

The White Dragon Ranking of the Martial Arts League was changed temporarily, and Xie Chengyun, holding the snow sword, climbed to the top of the ranking, looking down at the world with God.

Late night on the fifth day.

Xie Chengyun walked into the Songtao Pavilion, and learned of Yudan's interrogation results from his father Xie Zhiyuan, he was a little surprised: "You don't want to kill me, but you want to use secret techniques to turn me into a puppet?"

"This seems to be an attempt to plot against the Xie family, but even if they really succeed, as long as the Xie family Youxian is still there, it is impossible for me to control the Xie family. And this secret technique must not be able to resist Youxian's investigation, Are they not afraid that things will fail, and they will be exposed?"

The light in the Songtao Pavilion was dim, Xie Zhiyuan sat in the depths, covered in heavy shadows, he couldn't see his facial features clearly, only a dim outline remained.

Hearing this, he coughed a few times and remained silent for a while, then Fang said in a hoarse voice, "Perhaps, they have already guessed that your great-grandfather is in jail, so they can't do anything anymore."

Xie Chengyun's expression darkened: "This is a temptation."

Xie Zhiyuan sighed deeply: "Hurry up, we can't wait any longer."

Xie Chengyun responded softly, and turned his head slightly. The candlelight on the case illuminated his eyes, and also illuminated the darkness and madness accumulated to the extreme in those eyes.

In the early morning of the seventh day, the sky was very bright.

Chu Yunsheng and Xie Chengyun dressed up in disguise, traveled to the capital, and rode their horses down to the south of the Yangtze River.