Li Xiuyuan did not expect that when he entered the city lord's mansion for the first time, he would not only get the result he wanted, but also get an identity card that allowed him to enter the ruins of the Snowfield Holy Land.

After drinking a vat of wine brewed with purple bamboo and elixir, Situ Tianxing asked his master Song Qianshan to apply for a new identity for him, and he naturally became the Shura of Loulan City.

After taking care of things in Loulan City, Li Xiuyuan is going to leave here tomorrow and go to Baixue City.

In his opinion, if yesterday's assassination failed, some people might still come to him relentlessly.

Although he is not afraid of trouble, he is afraid of trouble.

After seeing off the disciples of Tianyun Mountain, Master returned to the living room and looked at Situ Tianxing and asked: "Master, is this guy really a disciple of Tianyun Mountain? Do we want to cooperate with others?"

Situ Tianxing looked at the gradually falling night outside the living room and said softly: "Never mind his identity in Tianyun Mountain, just because he dares to be on top of the ruins of the Chen family... We can't let the Wang family grow bigger."

"What can a teenage boy like him do? Is he worth befriending?"

Song Qianshan asked in disbelief. After all, the City Lord's Mansion has been a neutral presence in Loulan City for decades.

Situ Tianxing shook his head and said with a smile: "Even if he is not good, there is someone behind him... What's more, this guy is going to explore the Snowy Mountains soon..."

Song Qianshan took a breath of cold air, looked at him and said, "This is a ruthless character! How dare one person compete with the geniuses of the Snowfield Holy Land for opportunities?"

"It's up to you to arrange this matter. It must be done well. If the Wang family comes to ask, tell us that in order to maintain the stability of Loulan City, we resold part of the Chen family's land..."

Situ Tianxing smiled lightly and said, "Since someone is here to disrupt the situation, it is naturally a good thing."

"What if the Wang family also wants to acquire that land?" Song Qianshan asked worriedly.

When Situ Tianxing heard this, he couldn't help but sneer and said: "You wouldn't dare to give them a hundred courages. Miss Chen family is now a disciple of Yuzun of Tianyun Mountain, and the master of Chen family is still alive and well."

Song Qianshan couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "That's right. Even the eldest elder of the Chen family is still alive. This will be a great show in the future."

"Don't worry, let's get this done first."

Situ Tianxing said quietly: "If my guess is correct, when that guy returns from the Snowy Mountains, it will be the moment when the show in Loulan City begins."

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As night fell, it began to rain lightly again.

He sat in the carriage of the City Lord's Mansion all the way back to the inn, and was escorted by the Lord of Loulan, which saved him from being attacked by passers-by.

Thinking about leaving tomorrow, it is inevitable that I feel a little expectant and a little uneasy.

After a lot of struggle, Situ Tianxing finally accepted him.

Even if he knows that Situ Tianxing wants to use him as a spear user, so what? Will he have to face the wind and rain from other holy places when he returns to Tianyun Mountain?

As long as he settles in the ruins of the Chen family, Loulan City will be his battlefield.

At least before the Chen family and Chen Xiaoyan came back, he could hold back the Wang family and dig holes to bury them, but he had never been afraid of anyone.

After checking the space rings of the two killers in the inn last night, he was more convinced that the mastermind behind the Chen family's destruction was the Wang family in Loulan City.

The assassins and elders of the Wang family were also the ones who assassinated Chen Mengsheng and himself in Tianhuang Mountain.

He just walked around the ruins of the Chen family, but he didn't expect that he would be killed. This made him decide to play a few games of cat and mouse with the Wang family in Loulan City.

As long as Situ Tianxing builds a stone wall on the ruins of the Chen family according to his request, he will dig a huge pit here and bury more people.

In the night, two lanterns have been hung outside the inn, illuminating the three feet between the door and the door for returning guests.

The soles of Li Xiuyuan's newly purchased boots stepped on the bumpy stone road. They felt like stepping on snow when stepping on the stagnant water, and they did not make much noise.

The waiters at the inn said hello and then turned around to go about their own business. The return of old guests did not require much greeting from them.

Tea has been brought to the room, and guests who want to eat or drink will greet them.

What Li Xiuyuan was thinking about at this time was neither the Chen family nor the junior sister and others who stayed in Tianyun Mountain.

He was thinking about his junior sister Sima Jingyun who had gone back to Baixue City to guard the gate for a long time. From winter to spring, Sima Jingyun had been away for too long.

Nalan Ruoyu once told him that when he went to Baixue City, he had to go to Sima's house to check on his junior sister.

Is it possible that something unexpected happened now?

I gently shook off the raindrops dripping on my body, looked at the wet uppers, and thought that I would have to buy a few more pairs of animal skin boots when I go to pick up the custom-made clothes tomorrow.

Shaking his head, he walked all the way through the inn lobby to the backyard. He looked up at the continuous spring rain in the sky and thought to himself that I will travel tomorrow, so you can give me good weather.

Pushing the door gently in the rain, a whimpering sound sounded.

However, before he could take off his wet gown and shoes, he saw a light on in his room.

Li Xiuyuan couldn't help being surprised and said, "Is it possible that I went to the wrong room?"

The person in the room raised his head, with a stern look in his eyes, looking at Li Xiuyuan who pushed in the door, and at the young man who had already put on the mask.

After a moment of silence, he said: "You are not wrong!"

Li Xiuyuan stopped and looked back at the surroundings outside the door. He used his spiritual consciousness to confirm that no one was ambushing him outside. He turned around and closed the door. He looked at the visitor and sighed.

Unlike the man in black who assassinated him yesterday, the person waiting in the room this time was a middle-aged man in black, a middle-aged man with the cultivation of emptiness.

Walking into the house, he looked at the middle-aged man sitting quietly at the table and murmured: "I don't know you."

"Don't I know you too? I just want to know what you were doing in the ruins of the Chen family?" The visitor looked at him and said coldly.

"If I said I was just curious and wanted to see the Chen family that was wiped out overnight in Loulan City, would you believe it?" Li Xiuyuan did not panic because this was his room.

Since it was his room, he must have been prepared, so there was no need for him to panic.

The visitors looked at the young man in front of them who was still wearing a mask that could not hide his pale face. They really couldn't imagine how such a young man who had not even gathered his spiritual veins could kill in the long street without being seen.

The visitor sighed and said quietly: "It doesn't matter who you are. What's important is that I just want to kill unknown dangers. Do you understand what I mean... Tell me, who is it?"

I asked you to come."

"Are you going to kill me if I don't tell you?" Li Xiuyuan wiped his rain-wet hands on his chest and looked at the person coming and asked.

"Since I'm already sitting in your room, can you still leave?" The middle-aged man frowned, as if he didn't want to say anything more to Li Xiuyuan.

Because he saw the indifference in Li Xiuyuan's eyes that ignored him, he didn't want to talk nonsense anymore.

After wiping his hands, Li Xiuyuan silently took out the Samsara Sword under the gaze of the visitor, then pointed diagonally forward and said, "Come on!"

Now that the other party has arrived at the inn, he has no intention of letting him leave alive.

The middle-aged man was shocked. He did not expect that the young man in front of him would dare to take out a long sword in front of him, and it was also a long sword full of rust.

In his eyes, the young man in front of him was not even an ant.

But he has the courage to point the scabbard at himself. How much courage does this take?

"If you have the courage to draw a sword, I can leave you intact, don't worry!" The middle-aged man didn't even draw a sword, but looked at him with contempt.

And what Li Xiuyuan wants is this kind of contempt and disdain.

"Don't worry, if I draw my sword, not even a hair on your head will be left behind!" Li Xiuyuan was quietly brewing the flames of Phoenix Nirvana, wondering whether he should throw this guy into the yard outside the door.

"Then, just go die!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he stood up. When he stood up, he was met by a sharp palm wind carrying an aura of extinction. In his opinion, the young man would fall down in the next moment, and he had completed his mission.

However, the young man in front of him did not fall down as he expected, and there was no splash of blood on his chest.

A ray of sword energy came out from the Samsara Sword, slashing wind, rain, ghosts and gods, and a sword slashing snow towards the middle-aged man who was only five feet away from him.

"Good swordsmanship!" The middle-aged man was stunned, and he stumbled to avoid Li Xiuyuan's fatal sword. Then a cold light flashed, and a black long sword appeared in his middle.

"Clang, clang, clang!" The two swords faced each other in an instant, making a crisp buzzing sound, and sparks suddenly flickered on their swords.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and at this moment, a burst of spring thunder sounded in the sky of the inn, blocking all the sword sounds in the guest room, and not a trace of breath came out.

Clang, clang, clang! Amidst the bursts of spring thunder, Li Xiuyuan held the sword in both hands and calmly struck out with a sword hidden in the abyss!

The Samsara Sword stirred up the wind and rain in Loulan, and the black sword in the middle-aged man's hand slashed again and again without flinching, passing several moves in a narrow space!

"Boom!" The spring thunder in the sky struck down one after another, and the violent wind and rain outside the inn were no less fierce than the life-and-death struggle between the two people in the room.

The thunder was so loud and the rain was getting louder that the waiters in the inn didn't hear anything.

"Buzz!" Two sounds sounded without warning, just as the black sword in the middle-aged man's hand was about to strike the young man's chest.

Two rays of golden light shot out from behind him and turned into two crossed golden swords, cutting off the middle-aged man's arms like lightning... Two rays of blood arrows spurted out!

There was a clicking sound, it was the arm being cut open, and the black sword fell to the ground... A muffled sound was heard amidst the spring thunder.

The sound of fighting in the room stopped. In a moment, the middle-aged man slashed out seven swords, and Li Xiuyuan, who was well prepared, slashed out nine swords regardless of the weather.

Then the sound of sword fighting disappeared, leaving only bursts of spring thunder in the sky.

...

The middle-aged man fell to the ground, his body covered in blood spurted from his arms, and his dark face suddenly looked much older.

With both arms missing, he could do nothing to the young man in front of him, even with his incredible cultivation.

Because he saw the two golden lights of the young empress, the two golden lights that he had not calculated, even though he had carefully searched the inside and outside of the room before.

"You're careless!" the middle-aged man said unwillingly: "Can you solve all the problems by killing just one of me?"

The reincarnation sword in Li Xiuyuan's hand pointed at the middle-aged man on the ground: "The days are long, and I am waiting for the revenge of your Wang family!"

The middle-aged man looked helplessly at the young man in front of him, coughed out a mouthful of blood in great pain, and said, "Who are you? How come you have a magic weapon?!"
To be continued...