The black knight didn't say anything and followed him.

All five of them were wearing masks, and I didn’t know what their expressions were.

They placed the black horse at the foot of the mountain and headed towards the Demonic Sky Pavilion along the steps.

Halfway through the journey, Fan Xiuwen suddenly stopped and said calmly: "Who is sneaking around?"

A line of green clothes shuttled through the forest on the right, jumping from one tree to another.

Little Yuan'er stood on the tree trunk, frowned and muttered: "It's so ugly."

She said "ugly" rather than scary.

"Sir... this Motian Pavilion disrespects us so much!"

Fan Xiuwen raised his hand and interrupted him.

Then continue climbing.

If he could tolerate the fact that Ming Shi killed four black knights and even became furious at such insulting words, then how could he serve as the leader of the black knights. When he was firmly ranked first on the black list, the people who insulted him were more

There are so many, no matter how unpleasant they are, he won't take them to heart. Years of training have long made him see through them all.

After Xiao Yuan'er saw the person, she made a face towards Ming Shiyin and flew back to the mountain.

On this mountain and down the mountain, she is probably the only one who can come and go freely without restraint. Who can let the master love her?

Mingshi shook his head helplessly and said:

"My little junior sister is like this...don't be angry."

Fan Xiuwen said calmly: "It doesn't matter."

After a while.

Everyone arrived at the Demonic Sky Pavilion and slowly walked into the main hall.

Ming Shiyin glanced around and found that Zhaoyue and Ye Tianxin were also there, but they were sitting on chairs a little tired.

There are also Zhou Jifeng, Pan Zhong and Duanmusheng standing on the left.

Fan Xiuwen put one hand behind his back and stood upright.

Four subordinates stood in a square shape and followed behind.

The hall fell silent... and the eyes focused on these five people.

Fan Xiuwen's eyes fell directly on Lu Zhou, the old man sitting in the main hall.

The moment their eyes met, Fan Xiuwen felt doubtful... It was rumored that Ji Tiandao's life span was approaching, and the thousand years of practice would return to the world with the end of his life.

Fan Xiuwen's judgment of the breath of life is different from ordinary people... The world-famous old man in front of him indeed only has a life span of about fifteen years. As for his cultivation, he can't sense it... Forcibly sensing it is tantamount to provocation, which is not very good.

wise.

"Fan Xiuwen... I have met Senior Ji." Fan Xiuwen was the first to speak, neither humble nor overbearing, neither hasty nor slow.

Four subordinates surrendered at the same time.

Lu Zhou couldn't see their expressions. He looked very calm. He also couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. He said, "Give me a seat."

The meaning of these two words is very obvious.

Overlooking, condescending, speaking from above!

Fan Xiuwen took his seat, cupped his hands and said, "I heard that Senior Ji wanted to see me... I didn't dare to neglect to lead the black cavalry in person, and rushed to Motian Pavilion without stopping. I wonder if Senior Ji can give me any advice?"

Lu Zhou stroked his beard, pointed his finger at Ye Tianxin, and said, "Do you recognize this person..."

Fan Xiuwen looked through the mask and saw Ye Tianxin, who was sitting on the chair opposite with an unusually white complexion.

He shook his head and said, "I don't know."

The answer was very frank.

When Xiao Yuan'er saw this, she giggled and said, "This is the sixth disciple my master has accepted. My senior sister, Ye Tianxin... Bah, bah, traitor!"

"It turns out he is the sixth disciple of Motian Pavilion. I am disrespectful and disrespectful." Fan Xiuwen said softly.

Lu Zhou nodded and said calmly: "Yulong Village, do you still have any impressions?"

Fan Xiuwen was in a still state.

The thick armor and dark mask obscured his facial expressions, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Fan Xiuwen shook his head and said he had no impression.

After all, Yulong Village is too small. As the leader of the Black Cavalry, how could he remember such a small village?

"Why did the old man ask about Yulong Village?" Fan Xiuwen asked.

"Ye Tianxin." Lu Zhou majestically called Ye Tianxin's name.

Ye Tianxin's heart trembled slightly, he managed to hold on and said calmly: "Yulong Village has a population of 354. They were massacred one hundred and fifty years ago."

She did not continue to say the rest.

After Ye Tianxin left Jinting Mountain, she went to investigate the matter... After all the trouble, the results she found all pointed to her master. That is, the master of the world-famous Demonic Pavilion, Ji Tiandao.

Fan Xiuwen nodded and said: "I see, I'm deeply sorry for the massacre of Yulong Village. But..." He changed the subject and looked at Lu Zhou, "This is why the old man asked me to come.

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"Not bad." Lu Zhou said calmly.

"What does it have to do with me?"

"The palace and ground plans show that the person who slaughtered the Yulong Village was this person."

Although I didn't see Fan Xiuwen's expression.

But there was always slight movement in his body.

I don't know if it's surprise or nervousness.

"Is this happening?" Fan Xiuwen expressed surprise.

When Lu Zhou spoke out about himself.

Everyone could clearly feel that Ye Tianxin's expression was a little unnatural.

"The Black Cavalry is an undercover force of the Great Yan royal family, so naturally it will not be recorded in the palace files." Lu Zhou said calmly.

Fan Xiuwen cupped his hands and said: "It's a pity... Nowadays, everyone among practitioners knows that the Black Cavalry is an ANBU of the royal family."

"Didn't the black knight go to Tianjiang?" Lu Zhou asked back.

Hear this question.

Fan Xiuwen seemed to have expected this to happen.

He is a smart man.

From the moment he brought up Ye Tianxin's matter, he understood what Lu Zhou wanted to say.

Fan Xiuwen laughed hoarsely, his voice low, and it spread throughout the Demonic Sky Pavilion.

"The matter of Yulong Village... let's put it aside for now. I came to Motian Pavilion and there is one more thing I want to discuss with the senior."

"Say." Lu Zhou said.

"Word came from the palace." Fan Xiuwen's attitude also became respectful, "The palace will not care about all the previous actions of Motian Pavilion, including Mingshi's killing of four black knights. All of them can be written off. There is only one condition."

He paused, raised his head, looked around, and said, "That means that from now on, Motian Pavilion will not interfere with the Great Yan Imperial Family for ten years."

There was silence in the hall.

Several apprentices looked at each other.

Only then did four of Fan Xiuwen's confidants know about the leader's mission.

Fortunately, the content of the mission is this... There are many practitioners in the world of Dayan... strong ones like Lin. Some strong people are afraid of the power in the palace and will not easily interfere in various conflicts in the palace; some are recruited into the palace.

Become the power of one of the big shots.

After a brief pause, Fan Xiuwen added: "Black Cavalry does not want to be an enemy of Demonic Sky Pavilion, and does not have the qualifications and strength... These words only represent Black Cavalry's request, and I hope that the old senior will fulfill it."

When he finished saying this, he did not continue.

It can be regarded as an expression of intention.

Everyone looked at Lu Zhou, waiting for him to speak.

However, Ming Shiyin was the first to speak: "The last person who made such nonsense here...has already left Hexi. What, you want to imitate him too?"

Fan Xiuwen held up his hands: "I don't dare."

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "Leng Luo."

As soon as these two words were spoken, Fan Xiuwen's heart moved and his whole body froze.

"Are you threatening me?" Lu Zhou looked directly at Fan Xiuwen with his deep eyes.
Chapter completed!