Young man on white horse, I am in the human world, who dares to call himself an immortal?

Shadow Sect.

That night, Yi Wenjun also felt the moment when the powerful sword and knife energy intersected outside the city.

She woke up from her sleep with a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart.

She put on her clothes, walked to the window, and looked at the sky flashing in the distance, full of doubts.

The sky and the earth changed color, and the wind and clouds surged. This was obviously a battle between immortals.

Yi Wenjun couldn't help but think of the battle she had witnessed many years ago, and the scene at that time was still vivid.

She knew that the scale and impact of this battle would far exceed any previous one.

"Brother, can you tell who is fighting outside the city tonight?" Yi Wenjun looked at Luo Qingyang standing on the roof and asked in confusion.

Luo Qingyang turned his head and looked at the sky that had calmed down for a long time. He could not calm down for a long time. Then he said lightly: "I don't know who it is, but I know that the one who uses the sword is a peerless sword, and the one who uses the knife is an even better knife."

Yi Wenjun said faintly: "There is only one person in this world who can do this sword...."

"The one who uses the sword should be Mr. Li in the school." Luo Qingyang frowned and said, "But I don't know who the one who uses the knife is? There are very few people in Beili who can fight Mr. Li with a knife. Could it be Nan Jue?"

"It should be." Yi Wenjun exclaimed lightly, "Why didn't our secret guards send any news?"

"Junior sister is rarely interested in swords and knives?" Luo Qingyang said.

Yi Wenjun sighed softly and said, "That's not the case. My father is seriously ill now. It's just that I should know about such a big thing in time."

Luo Qingyang nodded and said, "That's true. Perhaps it's because the opponent is too strong and our secret guards can't get close."

Yi Wenjun was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Brother, what impact do you think this war will have on us?"

Luo Qingyang thought about it and shook his head, "I don't know."

Then someone trotted in from the outside of the sect. Luo Qingyang looked at Yi Wenjun: "There is news. Let's go and see?"

Yi Wenjun took a step forward, then stretched it back and smiled at Luo Qingyang: "Brother, you go, I won't go, lest my father sees me and scolds me again."

Yi Wenjun lowered his head and sighed: "If someone can take me away from Tianqi City, how great would that be?"

Yingzong meeting room.

Yi Bu sat in the first seat with a pale face, listening to the report of the secret guards, and his face became paler the more he listened.

He turned his head and saw Luo Qingyang walking in. He said calmly: "You are here."

"Master." Luo Qingyang bowed his head and said.

"In recent days, the school exam is imminent, and Tianqi is not peaceful." Yi Bu tapped the table lightly, "Tonight, Mr. Li challenged a young man."

"Young man?" Luo Qingyang's heart tightened, and he asked: "How will it be?"

Yi Bu smiled: "Neither win nor lose."

Luo Qingyang's expression changed slightly, but he did not speak.

"This battle was too terrifying!" Yi Bu coughed lightly, but his eyes were cold, "I asked you to keep an eye on your junior sister. Has she been dissatisfied recently?"

Luo Qingyang raised his head slightly: "Master, my junior sister doesn't want to marry into the royal family!"

"I can't change this. King Jingyu is ready to tell His Majesty about your junior sister. For so many years, our Shadow Sect has only existed in the dark. If your junior sister is finally chosen by King Jingyu to become the princess, then you will also become the only guard in the Shadow Sect for so many years. So you must protect her no matter what, and don't let her have second thoughts." Yi Bu frowned, "I know you like your junior sister, but I taught you your kung fu. , if you want to take her away, I can give you a chance to defeat me within ten days, or just draw your sword and kill me. ”

Luo Qingyang slightly turned sideways and shook his head: "I dare not."

"What I taught you since childhood is never about love. "Yi Bu patted the table and said in a low voice, "A good man should have great ambitions. The news sent back is that the young man who fought with Li Changsheng tonight looks about your age! Do you know how big the gap between you and others is now?"

Luo Qingyang was stunned: "Master, don't say it! I will become the best in the world."

Yi Bu was shocked. Even though he was ambitious and had lofty ambitions, being the best in the world was something he dared not even think about. What is the best in the world? It is Mr. Li from the school! Or it is the confidence of the young man standing in the air mentioned by the secret guard!

Luo Qingyang turned around and walked out of the meeting room, muttering: "Only in this way can I like whoever I want to like and be with whoever I want to be with. Even if the emperor comes, there is no way he can stop me!"

He spoke in a low voice. This was what he said to himself. He swore secretly.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

The 32nd Pavilion of the Jiaofang, the Pavilion Master's private room.

On weekdays, the door of the Pavilion Master's private room was wide open.

Tonight, it was indeed very special.Don't be surprised. Since a young man walked in, the door has not been opened for half an hour.

When the maids passed by, they heard rustling sounds inside. They couldn't hear what they were doing! But it was definitely not a good thing.

After Luo Xuan sent Li Changsheng back to Jixia Academy, he was alone and had nothing to do. When he was about to go back home, he saw from a distance that Luo Yanlu's private room had closed the window.

But at this moment, the lights were still on.

Suddenly I remembered that Wen Jiutian asked his sister to wait for him in the pavilion before leaving.

"It's bad!" Luo Xuan patted his folding fan.

He walked briskly and flew towards the 32nd Pavilion of the Jiaofang.

Tap tap tap...

He quickly went upstairs and called all the maids.

Then he carefully approached the door. There was no movement for a long time, and then he heard whispers again.

"Bang".

Luo Xuan kicked the door open.

What came into view was the two of them drinking tea.

However, for some reason, the usually cold face of the younger sister had a ruddy color.

"Mr. Qingge, you are here?" Wen Jiutian smiled.

"What are you doing?" Luo Xuan frowned.

"Of course, listening to music, playing the piano, and playing the flute." Wen Jiutian smiled slightly, "Otherwise, what do you think you can do?"

"You had a big fight with the gentleman, don't you look a little tired?" Luo Xuan asked.

"Of course, but after a conversation with Mr. Luo, the tiredness has long disappeared." Wen Jiutian bowed his body and slowly stood up, "Since you are here, Mr. Qingge, I will leave first."

After speaking, Wen Jiutian smiled at Luo Yanlu: "Mr. Luo, I will come to find you again in a few days."

Luo Yanlu blushed and nodded slightly.

In a moment, Wen Jiutian disappeared on the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already on a quiet street, and the shops on both sides were closed.

"What should I do?" Wen Jiutian bent his body, not daring to stand up straight for a moment, "This uncle is not human at all, he is just a blockhead."

Suddenly, Wen Jiutian felt a shock in his heart, "This sequelae of trance, there is still no cure!" As he said, he took out a pot of wine and drank it, and felt that a pure energy could penetrate his body, and then he felt a little better.

At the same time, after venting his anger, he could stand up straight.

But then, he frowned, sensing that there seemed to be someone on the roof, so he shouted: "Come out!"

A man with flying white hair wearing a demon mask jumped down from the roof.