Lu Linxi followed Guan Zhiyao's wishes and obediently went to the main gate under the escort of two yellow ghosts. Guan Zhiyao also had to fulfill his promise and send Mo Qing to Yao Chong safe and sound.

The intelligence network of the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain was so vast that it was easy to find out that Yao Chong had arrived at a nearby town, which was not far from them and could be reached at night.

For the leader of the Soul Hunting Sect who deigned to condescend to give someone away, this news is indeed good.

But there is something worth noting in the news coming from Tongmingmen.

Yao Chong was injured, and an evil sect master wanted to ambush him. As a result, his body appeared in the river the next day, and the two never met.

This news was exactly what he wanted, otherwise he would not have agreed to Lu Linxi's unreasonable request, but would have directly thrown Mo Qing into the hands of Zhou Han and Yu Luoxia.

As a result, he became increasingly happy, and a smile appeared on his stern face.

After reconfirming the information, he nodded to the waiter at the restaurant and disappeared the next second.

…

Yao Chong's situation at this time was not much better than that of Zhou Han and Yu Luoxia.

The arm that was broken by the five-tailed red fox has not recovered yet, and the Chongming Sword, which is the natal sword, has been broken. I don’t know how much cultivation has been lost.

While lying on the bed, he couldn't help but feel frightened when he thought of that thrilling battle.

That day, an old man came to the mountain village for no reason and asked about the fairy body, but he killed three people in an instant.

At that time, his blood surged, and he took out the Chongming Sword to fight against him. Under the dual pressure of spiritual power and thoughts, his Canglang Sword Intention was unable to be used at all, and he barely left a gash on the old man's body.

Afterwards, Chongming Sword was abruptly interrupted.

If the immortal who didn't know where he came from took action and used a roulette-shaped magic weapon to control strange flames to seriously injure him, his life would have been gone at this moment.

The old man was seriously injured, but he seemed to be alive. He was obsessed with catching some fairy spirit body. For some reason, he always felt that the old man was going after Zhou Han.

And Mo Qing was still beside Zhou Han at this moment.

If he didn't catch up, he would really find it hard to have peace of mind.

Just like now, lying in bed, it's hard to fall asleep.

After closing and opening his eyes, his pupils suddenly dilated and he almost jumped out of bed.

Mo Qing didn't know when he appeared directly on his bed, looking at him blankly.

Yao Chong quickly became vigilant and looked around,

But it is impossible to detect the trajectory of anyone's activities.

Looking at Mo Qing again, he found that his acupuncture points had been sealed.

His hand could not use spiritual power now, so he could only draw out a sword intention and penetrate it into Mo Qing's body, and the sealed acupuncture points were immediately released.

Mo Qing struggled to sit up, his face flushed: "Why am I here?"

After a while, she remembered what happened before, shook her head with a wry smile, and said, "I understand."

"What happened?" Yao Chong asked, worry evident in his words.

Mo Qing felt sweet in her heart, but shook her head and said, "It's better not to tell you."

Naturally, the fewer people who have anything to do with the Eight Gates of the Ghost Realm, the better.

Yao Chong was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Then I won't ask."

…

Yao Chong never thought that the man who sent Mo Qing back was still standing on the roof of the inn where he lived and did not leave.

"You have a strong murderous aura, but you haven't shown it at all. You must be waiting for someone to ask me for something?"

Unexpectedly, a man appeared opposite him.

The robe on his body ruffled in the wind, and his eyes seemed to contain thousands of stars, and just staring at them seemed to make him fall into them.

His appearance is not shocking enough, and can only be called handsome, but anyone who sees this face will be shocked by his grace and find it difficult to have any objection.

He stood there as if he were a sword, an extremely sharp sword.

Guan Zhiyao confirmed that his judgment was correct, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he bowed to the man.

As the sect leader of the Soul Hunting Sect, he is the most important person among the eight sects in the Ghost Realm. Even when facing the chief sect leader, he does not need to salute, but facing this man who looks to be only in his twenties or thirties, his salute seems respectful and natural.

.

Because that is the Wuan Sword Immortal.

The legendary Shang Yunjian.

In the past few decades, the real legend in the human world.

Guan Zhiyao's hands trembled slightly, and it took him a while to calm down, and he pulled out the sword behind him.

Shang Yunjian raised his eyebrows and said, "What a sword."

Guan Zhiyao held the sword in both hands and saluted Shang Yunjian again.

"I see." Shang Yunjian breathed out lightly, stretched out his right hand and said, "Your Excellency, please."

When he said this, he did not draw his sword.

Guan Zhiyao did not feel that this was a humiliation to himself, but instead felt that it was a great honor.

He knew clearly that the sword on Shang Yunchang's waist should be the talisman sword "Mo Li". There are very few people in the world who can truly unsheath this sword, let alone the legendary Tian on the Wu'an Sword Peak.

Xuan Bao Sword.

He is a ghost walking in the dark night, and he feels lucky to be able to spar with Wu'an Sword Immortal in an upright manner.

His sword was extremely thin and slightly shorter than ordinary swords. It was stained with countless blood and penetrated the throats of many people.

His sword is a real killing sword.

But he knew very well that it would be meaningless if a murderous sword met an immortal.

So this sword is meant to ask for advice.

Please give me some advice from Wu'an Sword Fairy.

His sword technique is very simple. He uses the simplest sword to penetrate the opponent's vital points.

That sword was aimed at Shang Yunjian's heart.

Fast and deadly.

Shang Yunjian looked at the cold light and curled the middle finger of his right hand.

Guan Zhiyao's sword stagnated in the air and could no longer stab.

When a fast sword loses its speed, it loses all meaning.

Shang Yunjian moved his fingers again, and the invisible pressure dissipated in an instant.

Guan Zhiyao sheathed his sword, thoughtfully.

After a moment, he saluted Shang Yunjian with his sword and disappeared into the night.

Shang Yunjian smiled slightly and said to himself: "The sword is a good sword, and the person is not bad. This sword is enough to benefit you for a lifetime."

He didn't draw his sword, but he just curled one finger, which was considered as drawing his sword.

The sword's intention is invisible and automatic.

This is one of the reasons why Wuan Sword Immortal is called Sword Immortal.

But after Guan Zhiyao left, the Wu'an Sword Immortal floated outside the window of his apprentice's room, quietly opened a crack, and looked inside.

After seeing clearly what was going on inside, he patted his thigh angrily and sighed: "We have already prepared for your marriage, but you are still so peaceful and polite, in this way with the second child?"

How wonderful it is to learn, alas..."

He reached out and took out Chongming, then gently closed the window. After a few seconds, he was in a restaurant.

After instructing the waiter to fill the wine gourd, Shang Yunjian leaned on the railing, looked at the bright moon in the sky, raised the wine gourd, raised his head and took a sip, then raised the gourd to the sky to salute.

The wine here was not mixed with water. This alone was enough to make him happy for a long time.

He always believed that he was lucky.

Who told him to be Shang Yunjian?
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