Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned when he heard this and said, "Don't he want to leave his life as a secret son in the sword-making valley? If he wants to take his life, last time..."

The scribe looked at him and said lightly:

"What I want is his identity, not his person."

"After today, he is alive and no different from dead."

Wang Anfeng was a disciple of Medicine King Valley after all, and he understood what Mr. Ying meant at once. The scholar put the teacup on the table and gently knocked on the handrail, and said lightly:

"Do you want to see him?"

………………………………………

Xianping County, Liangzhou City, Chen Time.

The city gates were still tightly closed, but they were no longer allowed to enter and exit like they were seven days ago.

The people of Liangzhou can still enter and exit the city gate after inspection by relying on their identity pictures. As for those who come to Liangzhou from other places, whether they are traveling, visiting friends, or doing business or studying, they are unable to enter and exit the city gate.

Especially the Hu people.

Wang Anfeng opened the window, and a coolness surged in from outside, which made people feel refreshed. It was more than September, and today it was Double Ninth Festival. The autumn was getting stronger, the weather was clear, and the weather was clear, and the clothes of pedestrians on the road gradually became thicker.

Wang Anfeng put his hands on the windowsill and looked at the scenery for a while. Then he turned around and walked slowly down. Dongfang Ximing and Lin Qiaofu also changed into slightly thicker clothes. I don’t know what they were talking about on the first floor of the inn.

After seeing Wang Anfeng, Dongfang Ximing's eyes lit up slightly, he ran to him a few steps and said:

"Brother, today is Double Ninth Festival!"

Wang Anfeng raised his hand and touched her hair, and smiled:

"Yes, it's Double Ninth Festival."

Dongfang Ximing's eyes bent slightly, and his smile was on the school entrance exam:

"Will the prince know what Chongyang is going to do?"

Wang Anfengdao:

"Climb high and walk on autumn, wear dogwood, and drink alcohol to drive away the cold."

Dongfang Ximing held his hands behind his back, looked at him with a smile, and when he finished speaking, he shook his head and said with a smug smile:

"It's right, but one is missing."

Wang Anfeng did not react for a moment, and Dongfang Ximing had already answered first:

"I also want to eat cake!"

The girl's eyes were bright and her voice was unconsciously rising. Wang Anfeng smiled and froze slightly. Lu Baiping was walking down the second floor while yawning. Seeing Dongfang Ximing's faintly excited look, she could hear this sentence of eating cake again. Her face turned pale and she almost immediately predicted something.

He put his right hand on the handrail of the stairs, lifted his body and used force, and then used force out of thin air in the void, as if it was lightning, and appeared behind Dongfang Ximing.

He raised his hand to hug her waist, raised his right hand, covered her mouth, and forced himself to hold back the sentence "I'll make it for you to eat."

Lu Baiping, who has been lazy, has almost performed extraordinaryly under the "survival instinct".

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo?"

"Woo!"

Dongfang Ximing struggled violently.

Wang Anfeng's temples were slightly wet, and he took out something from his arms and handed it over, smiling like usual:

"When it comes to eating cakes, this is given by a friend of mine. Although he looks cold, he has a lot of research on food. This is a good shop in Liangzhou City. Today, the Double Ninth Festival, you guys don't have to stay in the inn."

"Liangzhou City is a big city. I'll go out for a walk and see if this guy is lying."

"Woo?"

When it comes to pastries, Dongfang Ximing's attention is immediately attracted, and he doesn't struggle at the moment. His eyes are looking at the letter in Wang Anfeng's hand. Lu Baiping let go of his palm. Dongfang Ximing did not stop him, and his eyes are curiously looking at the letter.

Wang Anfeng handed over the letter that Wuxin had written before and looked at Lu Baiping:

"Miss Lu, Ximing and Qiaofu's martial arts are not very good, so I'll bother you to follow them."

Lu Baiping lifted the long sword in her hand, put it in her heart, and said solemnly:

"Leave it to me."

She would not be allowed to enter the east wing kitchen.

Dongfang Ximing looked at the letter in his hand, as if he had obtained a treasure, his eyes shone brightly, and then he thought of something again, looked up at Wang Anfeng, and said in confusion:

"Brother, don't you go with us?"

Wang Anfeng knocked on his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"No."

"I have been here in Liangzhou City for more than half a month, but I have never had time to take a look at the scenery of Liangzhou City. Anyway, I have not been able to leave the city these days. I don't know when and when I will come here, so I might as well take a walk."

"By the way, Ximing, you three will buy as you write on the letter. I will go there as I want and buy some of them back. Let's see who tastes better today and night? If you win, I will teach you a little trick."

Dongfang Ximing just wanted to say that it was the same when he went to see the scenery of Liangzhou City with them, so he was interested by Wang Anfeng's suggestion. He immediately agreed and was ready to rub his hands. His face looked quite excited. After saying a few words, he was about to pull Lin Qiaofu out.

Wang Anfeng smiled and watched the three of them go out, and then walked out. A sudden drop of something from the pavilion upstairs. Wang Anfeng never turned around and grabbed the thing back with his right hand, holding the thing in his hand, but it was a flat wine pot.

A slow voice came from above and said:

"I have time to get some wine."

Wang Anfeng threw the wine pot and said:

"Today's Double Ninth Festival, Li Bo, do you want to drink chrysanthemum wine?"

Li Qidao rolled his eyes and said, "It's fine if your chrysanthemum wine or osmanthus wine. It's fine. After eating the wine in this inn for so many days, I'm already tired of it. Go quickly and go..."

"good."

Wang Anfeng agreed, put the wine pot at his waist casually, and walked out, but did not wander around the city as he said to Dongfang Ximing, but walked straight towards the city gate.

Of course, he didn't have any pictures of Liangzhou City, but with his light skills, he intervened in the crowd and was not discovered by the defenders. He left the city without spending much effort.

Outside the city, because there is no cover of various buildings, the world is more vast and boundless. Wang Anfeng walked from the official road to the left, stayed away from the crowd, and used his light skills and rushed towards the north.

With his martial arts, even if he did not use the middle third-grade qi, his full strength was extremely staggering speed, and it was like a wisp of blue smoke, and it was gone in a blink of an eye. At that moment, only the sound of the wind was whistling, and the scenery on the road swept behind him at extremely fast speed.

Wang Anfeng looked calm, and the qi in his body seemed to surge, rushing together, causing his body to shoot forward, with almost no loss of internal strength, and he recalled what Mr. Ying told him last night in his mind.

About the “Qiongqi” in the Sword Valley.

Originally, the matter was left to Shi Huaidi, and she asked her to rely on her own feelings under Qiongqi's command to take the lead, find Qiongqi, gain her trust, and then take it back to Zhujian Valley to exert influence and make her a dark son.

But he never expected that when he went out to find a thankless thing like "Qiuanqi", a real core disciple was sent in the sword-making valley, and there were even two men and women who were disciples of the soldiers in the sword-making valley.

There are only twelve soldiers in the sword-making valley, each of which has a divine weapon, not a new divine weapon like Wang Anfeng's wooden sword, or the Kirin Lock. Although the Kirin Lock has magical weapons and spiritual charm, it is strictly considered a part of the divine weapon and is not complete.

Each of the twelve divine weapons is complete.

It was passed down hundreds of years ago, or even thousands of years ago. In other words, these twelve people, with the divine weapons, are comparable to the personal strength of the strongest twelve people in the Great Qin Pillar Kingdom. If they do not arrange troops and only fight with two people, it will be difficult to confirm the victory or defeat within three hundred rounds.

The road ahead was cut off, a mountain rose up on the plain, and the left was on the Xiong City, and the right was surrounded by a large river. The trees were growing in the hug. Wang Anfeng rose up, and his right foot pointed to the branches on the branches. The branches bent slightly. Before the effort was too great, Wang Anfeng had already jumped out again.

The scenery in front of you is changing, which startles the flying birds and screams.

Wang Anfeng repeatedly leveraged the bird's back, but only a few dozen fingers were snapping, and it had reached a hundred feet high. He immediately raised his breath and lightened his body, and naturally fell towards the front. His clothes flew, and his expression was calm. Looking at the birds in the sky, he suddenly thought of something in his heart.

How good is the martial arts of such a master's personal disciple? I think there must be treasures containing some magic weapons and energy, such as chalcedony. In desperation, I can call the magic weapons and energy into my body and briefly improve my own strength.

Especially now that "Qiuanqi" is suspected to be chased by first-class experts in the world, these two personal disciples must have such things. This means that the other party is likely to have the power of a master in a short period of time at a huge cost.

It will not be a simple matter to separate the magic weapon from the Qi.

Their master paid such a great price, definitely not to save a competitor, or to take action for the identity of "Qiuanqi", and be ordered by others. As the commander of the soldiers, they were already the highest-ranking person in the entire Sword Forging Valley.

In other words, take the initiative...

Wang Anfeng's body was about to fall, and he breathed and swept forward again, and stepped forward in the air. These light skills were already as instinctive as they could be used without thinking.

He was thinking in his mind, and Mr. Ying was just telling him the most basic things, such as what happened, where the "Qiongqi" and the other two are now, but they did not mention all kinds of reasons.

He could only rely on himself to analyze and keep thinking about it, but he still thought about the key to the problem. At the beginning, the operation of the Sword Valley was to allow Xu Sixing and Qiongqi to flee back to the east, accumulate merits, and advance.

Now Qiongqi and the others were all defeated, and the position they had originally prepared was naturally empty. It seems that these two soldiers should have taken a fancy to this position and sent their own disciples to participate in this dangerous matter.

As for why other soldiers were not involved, it was probably all kinds of intrigues and transactions in secret. Shi Huaidi actually offered to participate in this matter that everyone was attracted by and was not surprised. In addition, she would naturally be targeted because she was once under the command of "Qiuanqi". It is normal for her to be targeted specially.

Wang Anfeng frowned.

But will sir make such a simple omission?

After almost no thought, Wang Anfeng had immediately concluded

This is absolutely impossible!

"So it seems that this matter is entirely Shi Huaidi's own idea?"

"It's really...recky."

He touched his eyebrows and found an adjective in his mind that was considered kind. These two words had not fallen yet and had jumped far away again.

ps: Today's first update is presented......
Chapter completed!