Li Xiuyuan looked at the Samsara Sword in his hand and said expressionlessly: "Whether you believe it or not, even though I am sitting on the bamboo peak of Tianyun Mountain, I know that the massacre of Chen family was caused by your Wang family."

Quietly, Li Xiuyuan took out a jar of bamboo leaf spirit wine and poured two cups.

Silently, he fed the man who fell on the ground a cup until the man drank all the cup, then filled it up again and fed him three cups of spiritual wine.

Then he took a sip himself, and then said sadly: "Among all the killers I have killed, you are the only one who has drank the spiritual wine I brewed myself. Do you believe it?"

"This is really a jar of good wine!" The dying man was not afraid, but praised the three glasses of spiritual wine that Li Xiuyuan gave him.

"I brewed this on the Bamboo Peak of Tianyun Mountain using elixirs and bamboos. It's unique in the world."

Li Xiuyuan looked at the middle-aged man on the ground and said, "Did you know? I got into this muddy water on Tianhuang Mountain after you sent eight killers to kill Chen Mengsheng."

"This matter had nothing to do with me. The guy died in front of me, and I just casually said that I wanted to make a quote for him... I didn't expect that before I even got off the mountain, your killers from the Chen family came to trouble me.

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"It turns out that the elders and disciples we sent were killed by you!"

The middle-aged man said in disbelief: "Impossible, what level are you at, and you actually killed the elders of our Wang family?!"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head: "Even though I killed eight of them, I never thought of entering Loulan City... Even if you destroyed the Chen family, it was the Chen family who came to take revenge on you!"

"But you shouldn't assassinate me in the streets of Loulan City. I am a person who is afraid of death... I will tell you a secret. Do you want to know it? Because you are about to die."

Li Xiuyuan took another sip of wine and said calmly.

"Tell me, I can't survive anyway, what else can scare me?" the middle-aged man said coldly.

"Did you know? I gave Chen Mengsheng's ten thousand-year miracle medicine to Miss Chen. Mrs. Chen cured her old illness and achieved a breakthrough. Do you think they will come back in the future?"

"The divine fire you want is in the body of the eldest elder of the Chen family. What did you get in the end after all your plotting?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The reason why the Wang family wanted to destroy the Chen family was because Dongfang Xue was about to die and the head of the Chen family could not survive alone. However, they did not expect that everything would be beyond their prediction and control.

After saying this, the Samsara Sword in Li Xiuyuan's hand turned into a golden light, and a golden spiral nest was formed in the guest room.

"As for whether you can rest in peace, let's talk to the Chen family down below. I believe they will satisfy you."

After saying these words, while the man was stunned, the golden spiral created by the Samsara Sword in Li Xiuyuan's hand swept him in, along with the severed arm and a pool of blood splashed on the ground.

First, he used the array array deployed in the room to cut off the man's hands, and then used the last move of the reincarnation sword technique to send the middle-aged man into reincarnation.

Regardless of whether there is reincarnation in the Xuanwu Continent, he has struck out with a sword without hesitation!

This sword is for the dead Chen Mengsheng, but also for the living junior sister!

The spring rain outside the hospital was still falling. Li Xiuyuan fetched two buckets of water and washed the blood stains on the ground. Then he cleaned himself up and changed into black clothes.

Lying on the bed, I stared blankly at the lone lamp on the table, wondering if Little Linger and Junior Sister from Zhufeng had already left for Tianhuang Mountain.

...

In Tianyun Mountain, Bamboo Peak, Yaoguang Hall.

Xiao Ling'er, who was lying on the bed, looked at Chen Xiaoyan and asked: "Sister, do you think my brother will go to Loulan City to visit our home?"

Chen Xiaoyan was stunned when he heard this, shook his head and replied: "I don't know, but when he goes to Snowfield Holy Land, he will pass by Loulan City. He should go in and have a look, right?"

"Then will my brother kill our enemies?" Xiao Ling'er turned sideways and looked at her excitedly.

"He defeated Ouyang Xuan in the Snowfield Holy Land, but...how could he kill those bad guys in Loulan City?"

Chen Xiaoyan sighed and reached out to touch Xiao Ling'er's face: "Sister, you think too much."

"So the bad guy is very strong?" Xiao Ling'er looked at the ceiling above his head and murmured: "Is he stronger than those guys in the Snowfield Holy Land? My brother should be more powerful than them..."

"Master said, let us not think about revenge for now."

Chen Xiaoyan sighed and whispered: "When I break through to Master's level, when my parents are as powerful as the master."

Xiao Ling'er thought for a while and whispered: "Little Ling'er wants to go to Tiandao Peak..."

Chen Xiaoyan looked at her quietly and suddenly said with a smile: "Okay, I'll go and have a look tomorrow. Otherwise, I might go on an adventure in Tianhuang Mountain in a few days."

Xiao Ling'er smiled and said: "Xiao Ling'er went to see it with my sister..."

Chen Xiaoyan was stunned, looked at her and said with a smile: "Aren't you going to see Ping An?"

...

On the back mountain of Tiandao Peak, the night is already deep.

The headmaster held a half cup of spiritual tea, looked at the two people at the table, and said calmly: "Now that young man has little relationship with Tianyun Mountain, I'm afraid that this trip to Loulan will make some people unable to sleep.

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Chen Rudao stretched out his hand to add some tea for him, and said slowly and calmly: "Didn't that young man fail to gather his spiritual veins? Is the headmaster sure that he will defy heaven?"

"You are just seeing things with your eyes. Just because he can return Meng Sheng's ten thousand-year miracle medicine to you has already explained a lot of problems..."

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Xue said softly: "Since the headmaster thinks that child is a talent, why are you willing to let him go? Let him leave alone?"

The headmaster looked at the two of them and sighed, and said leisurely: "You also know that Tianyun Mountain is not monolithic. If my guess is correct, the great elder will be returning to the mountain these days..."

Chen Rudao picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said in a daze: "You are talking about the law enforcement elder and his precious apprentice?!"

The headmaster murmured: "Yes, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, so what's the real difference between Tianyun Mountain and Loulan City where you are?"

"It's not easy for you, the headmaster, to do... Will it have any impact on us and my wife staying here?"

Dongfang Xue thought for a while, looked at the head coach and asked: "I heard that Yan'er will take Xiao Ling'er to Tianhuang Mountain for training in the spring. Who will lead the team?"

The headmaster was stunned, looked at her and said with a smile: "There is no elder to lead the team, the team is led by your girl and my eldest disciple."

Upon hearing this, Chen Rudao nodded thoughtfully, looked at Dongfang Xue and said, "Yan'er is an adult now. She should learn how to grow up on her own, not to mention she has to take care of Xiao Ling'er and Ping An."

Dongfang Xue looked at the two of them and sighed quietly: "Who would have thought that a young man without even a spiritual vein could become the senior brother of Zhufeng and defeat the four geniuses of the Snowfield Holy Land?!"

"Having a powerful senior brother in Zhufeng may be a good thing for your girl's cultivation."

The headmaster remembered what Ping An said and smiled with the two of them: "I heard that that guy is already teaching your two girls to practice swordsmanship in the snow, and he has been practicing for a whole winter."

Dongfang Xue thought for a while and said softly: "I have to ask Yan'er carefully next time I see her."

...

In the early morning, Li Xiuyuan, who got up early, had breakfast in the inn and led his horse towards the long street.

I picked up the custom-made clothes, bought a few pairs of soft animal skin boots, and bought some food. When I looked up, I saw that it was already time.

I'm thinking there is a Snow White City behind me. If there is anything missing, I can go there to buy it.

Looking at the crows circling high on the city wall, I thought to myself that I was like a bird leaving its nest. After not staying in one place for long, it would start running around again.

Leading the horse slowly through the dark opening of the city gate, listening to the unpleasant sound of the wheels pressing against the stone slabs next to him, Li Xiuyuan thought about whether Loulan City would already be covered with snow when he returned.

In Loulan City in spring, the fragrance of flowers in the wind was sweet and cloying to Li Xiuyuan, but it did not affect his appreciation of the beautiful scenery.

As soon as he got out of the city, he mounted his horse and looked at the boundless spring scenery of orioles flying and grass growing. Li Xiuyuan suddenly remembered a volume of poetry he had read on his husband's bookshelf, and couldn't help humming a few lines.

Qingqing Zijin, soothing my heart.

The more we cross the border, the more useless we are...

On the suburban road outside Loulan City, I looked at the peasant women working on the roadside hidden in the spring breeze. I wondered if Situ Tianxing of the City Lord's Mansion would plant a few apricot trees in the small courtyard.

When you come to Xuanwu Continent, should you continue to be the Luoxia Immortal, dig a few big pits inside and outside the courtyard, and use the rolling human heads in Loulan City as flower fertilizer?

When he cracked the whip, there was the sound of horse hooves and his clothes flew up.

...

In Loulan City, inside the Wang Family Mansion.

In the pavilion deep in the garden, a pot of hot tea is steaming.

Sitting in front of the stone table was a middle-aged man with a frown on his face. He was dressed in a blue shirt and looked young, and his furrowed brow gave him an aura of calmness and authority.

Sitting in front of him was an old man in black clothes and a white beard, also frowning.

Until the boiling water on the stove started whining, no two people were seen reaching out to lift...the spiritual tea in this pot, whether it would fall into the boiling water.

I don't know how long it took before the middle-aged man reached out to pick up the kettle and asked while making tea: "Did you miss it again last night?"

The old man nodded and replied in a deep voice: "I went to the inn, and the waiter said that he didn't see anyone entering the yard last night, and only the young man left in the morning."

"There's no need to look for him. With Lao Lu's temperament, he will definitely not come back after finishing the work."

The middle-aged man said quietly: "He must have been tricked by that kid...or else, there is a powerful character protecting him secretly."

"Who deserves to secretly protect a young man with no cultivation?"

The old man shook his head and continued to ask: "The guard at the city gate said that the young man went to Snow White City. Should we send a few more people to follow him and have a look?"

The middle-aged man held the kettle and stirred it, then quietly poured the tea into the pot and washed the tea and warmed the cup.

It wasn't until the two of them took a glass of spirit and took a sip that they sighed and said: "I don't understand what happened. Three people have already died. There is no turning back when I open my bow..."

The old man holding a cup of hot tea shook his hands, and then replied in a solemn voice: "My subordinate knows what to do. It's hundreds of miles away from Baixue City. He's not that fast."

"Although Loulan City has become quiet, we can't let the wind from outside blow in and disturb everyone's tranquility, don't you think?"

The middle-aged man smiled quietly: "We finally managed to stabilize the situation in Loulan City, but we can't let anyone stir up trouble again. Remember to find the person behind the scenes..."

The old man nodded and replied: "We have been planning for this day for decades. Even if the storm is stronger, we can still wipe it out one by one."

The middle-aged man put down the tea cup in his hand, looked at somewhere in the garden, and asked: "The ruins of the Snowy Mountains are about to be opened. Have all the people we sent selected?"

The old man nodded, then smiled bitterly: "Due to realm restrictions, we can only select some young disciples to go."

The middle-aged man said disapprovingly: "This is a restriction for all people entering, not just our family."
Chapter completed!