After Song Jia left, Song Tai and others were still standing there. A cold light flashed in Song Tai's eyes and he said: "It's too much to bully others. Send me an order and the Song family will be disbanded. Within one day,
Everyone leave Los Angeles."
Everyone stared at Song Tai with their eyes fixed, and someone shouted: "Master of the family."
"I originally wanted to use resources in exchange for the other party to forgive Song Jia and gain a glimmer of hope. Now it seems that it is a foolish dream. Let's let it go. If anything happens in the future, it won't implicate the family." Song Tai's eyes turned cold and he had already made a decision.
Everyone sighed one after another, the weak and the strong preyed on the weak, and they only hated the fact that the Song family was too weak.
The crowd dispersed, and the steward who took Qin Wentian to get the wine was listless. He wanted to drink away his sorrows, but when he reached the wine cellar, he was suddenly stunned.
The wine cellar was empty, not a single bottle of wine was left.
"This kid really went too far. He actually failed to rob him while he was still in trouble." The steward shook his head and lamented, but he didn't know that Qin Wentian had been following the middle-aged man in black at this time. When he saw the middle-aged man in black all the way out of Luo City, he just led Song Jia forward without dealing with him.
As Song Jia wanted, he continued to follow and was not in a hurry to save anyone.
The middle-aged man in black, who was at the fourth level of Tiangang's peak, was walking with a sword at an extremely fast speed. He traveled a hundred thousand miles a day, so Qin Wentian followed him for a day.
I saw an ancient city appearing in front of me. This city was even more vast, countless times larger than Luo City, and probably a main city comparable to Kyushu City.
The middle-aged man in black was walking quickly, but at this moment, a voice suddenly fell into his ears: "What a beautiful beauty."
"Huh?" The middle-aged man frowned, stopped, and looked back. He only felt a wisp of breath coming from behind. Apparently there was someone behind him.
"Stay here, the beauty, get out." A cold voice came, causing the middle-aged man in black to snort coldly, and a sword intent suddenly filled the air from his body, extremely violent.
"boom!"
At this moment, his head suddenly trembled, and a terrifying sword power rushed directly into his mind, as if it penetrated directly, making his face turn pale instantly.
Sword cultivator, this kind of sword martial arts will is so strong.
The middle-aged man in black clapped his hands and was about to draw his sword. However, at this moment, above the void, a figure suddenly stood. This figure stood proudly, wearing a long robe, and his face was slightly blurred, as if it was difficult to see through.
I saw this figure stepping down, the middle-aged man in black groaned, and a monstrous killing sword power was directly pressed into his mind, as if it penetrated his body, and the sword he was about to pull out unexpectedly
His sheath seemed to be beyond his control. This kind of will was terrifying.
"Who are you?" The middle-aged man in black raised his head and asked, his face looking slightly ugly.
"You don't deserve to know, get out, or kill." The figure in the void uttered a cold voice. The middle-aged man in black clenched his palm tightly, then turned around and walked away with the sword. He saw the sword intent roaring wildly on his body,
Heading towards Song Jia behind him.
"Unbridled." The man in the void stepped downwards again, and a more terrifying killing sword seemed to pass through his body. The middle-aged man in black snorted and spat out a mouthful of blood in the air. The sword that killed Song Jia also
Directly annihilated, he didn't dare to make any moves and fled quickly.
Song Jia raised her head and looked at the figure in the void, her expression slightly horrified.
This person is very strong. In one step, the middle-aged man in black will retreat; in the second step, the middle-aged man in black will be injured.
This level is probably at the fifth level of Tiangang. However, she also has a strong feeling of worry in her heart. The tone of this person just now was a bit frivolous.
"Senior." Song Jia's voice trembled slightly.
"Don't worry, although you are a beauty, I have seen many top beauties, and I am not very interested in you." The man in the void said lightly, and then his body whizzed upwards. This scene made Song Jia completely relieved, and faced
Vukong bowed and said, "Thank you very much, senior."
Seeing that figure disappear completely, Song Jia looked back, a trace of hesitation flashed in her beautiful eyes. Then, she did not choose to go back, but walked towards the ancient city ahead.
Behind Song Jia, Qin Wentian sat on the Pegasus that the little guy transformed into, feeling quite depressed. He tracked her all the way until here before rescuing her, just to avoid involving the Song family and let the middle-aged man in black go.
He would go back and report it, but he didn't expect that Song Jia would not escape back.
He took a sip of the wine gourd in his hand and felt the taste of the wine. Qin Wentian shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Who asked me to empty your wine cellar? It seems that this good man still has to go to the end to protect the flowers.
, it should be regarded as a kind of experience.”
Qin Wentian muttered to himself, as if to comfort himself, and then continued to follow Song Jia, walking all the way into the ancient city.
This city is called Xuanwang City, one of the seven royal cities of the Great Shang Dynasty.
The Great Shang Dynasty was different from the Great Xia Dynasty. The imperial power of the Great Shang Dynasty was strong and controlled the world. Except for a few super powerful forces that could check and balance the imperial power, no one dared to touch it.
The seven royal cities are all guarded by the Great Shang royal family. The royal family has fiefdoms and controls all directions for the Great Shang Dynasty. They are the main cities of a region and are extremely prosperous.
A royal city can even be divided into many small cities. There are even mountains and lakes in the middle of the royal city.
In the Great Shang Dynasty, people from all walks of life would send young people with outstanding talents to practice in the royal city, because there were many large sects in the royal city.
Song Jia, that's exactly what happened. He was a disciple of a very powerful sect in King Xuan City. However, because he offended a young man, the sect refused to protect him and almost affected his family, which was very tragic.
After entering the city, Song Jia first found an inn to stay in, and Qin Wentian followed her all the way and lived next door to her.
This inn is very small, with connected rooms. It is easy for people to disturb your practice. As for secret things, it is naturally difficult to do it. However, in a large city, good inns are expensive and require the consumption of meteorites.
Most of the people who choose this kind of small inn are weak martial arts cultivators. They don't have many meteorites on their bodies, and they don't even have enough to support their own cultivation. How can they dare to live a luxurious life.
Although it is taboo for martial arts cultivators to spy on others with their senses outside, Qin Wentian still spied on Song Jia's every move.
Song Jia had been pretending to be worried. She stayed alone in the room, facing the ancient mirror, looking at herself in the mirror. She untied her bun and let her black hair fall freely like a waterfall. Then she took off her coat and said to her
Dressing up in an ancient mirror, there were tears in the corners of her eyes.
"There is a beauty in the Song family, named Song Jia. She has accumulated martial arts spirits for twelve years and entered the Yuan Dynasty at the age of eighteen. Grandpa and father, you have high hopes for me, but so what. In this world where martial arts is supreme, conscience can be destroyed.
In order to cling to the palace, the Yin family sacrificed so many lives to get the Red Halberd. Outsiders dare not speak out, and they even wanted to use the sect brothers. I told the truth, but I suffered misfortune. No one dared to take my place.
Defend."
Song Jia murmured in a low voice, thinking about her sadness, and burst into tears again. Uncle Li, who had been protecting her, died tragically. She tried her best to get her family back, but the Yin family still refused to let go. She summoned them and ordered him to be taken in three days, otherwise Song Jia would be destroyed.
Home, what can she do, wait obediently.
"Although I was saved by my senior today, if I go back, won't I bring trouble to the family again? The best I can do is to end this matter with my death." Song Jia was still sobbing, crying so hard that she went to the bed and lay down slowly.
, looking out the window in a daze.
A young woman is in her best years, and no one is willing to die. However, in order not to harm her family, she has no choice.
When Qin Wentian heard Song Jia's words, he felt a little in his heart. In an era where martial arts was supreme, too many people would do anything for their own benefit. Although he, Qin Wentian, had suffered a lot of blood, he still maintained a pure land in his heart as a human being.
"It seems like nothing will happen tonight." Qin Wentian whispered in his heart, and then walked out with the little guy who transformed into his true form.
As night fell, King Xuan City was still bustling. The lights lit up the ancient city. His figure flickered. After a while, he arrived at a restaurant.
Inside the restaurant, people are well-informed and it is easiest to inquire about things.
After sitting alone in the restaurant for a while, he saw a gossip-loving person leaving, so he followed him and stopped him in a corner.
"What's the matter, Your Excellency?" Seeing Qin Wentian blocking the way, this man frowned slightly and unleashed the peak momentum of Yuan Mansion.
"Huh." Qin Wentian snorted coldly, which seemed to tremble straight into his heart. The cold light flashing in his eyes made him tremble all over, knowing that he had met a terrifying person.
"Senior, what are your orders?" The man's attitude immediately changed.
"What is the Red Halberd? What did the Yin family do for the Red Halberd?" Qin Wentian asked, causing the man's expression to freeze. He turned around and looked to the left and right. When he saw no one, he said: "Senior, the Red Halberd is
It's the Red Demon Halberd
, this halberd was refined by Chi Yezi, a fifth-level weapon refining master. Shang Qi from the Xuan Palace was very powerful, and his cultivation had entered the fifth level of Tiangang. He threatened that if someone could help him refine the most domineering Fangtian Painted Halberd
, I will be grateful."
"After a certain young master of the Yin family found out, he found Chi Yezi to refine it. He refined a lot of them one after another. The young masters of the Yin family were all dissatisfied. Chi Yezi said that if he was not crazy, he might not be able to refine the most domineering halberd. The young master of the Yin family
After hearing this, he killed Chi Yezi's family and drove Chi Yezi into madness. The young master of the Yin family still forced him to make a halberd. Chi Yezi actually agreed, but
, after the halberd came out, he sacrificed his life to the halberd, and the halberd became the Red Demon Halberd. The Yin family ordered people to get it, but they all died. The young master of the Yin family refused to give up and blocked the surrounding area.
They stayed away from the Red Demon Halberd, causing that area to become a dead zone. Later, the young master of the Yin family planned to recruit a group of outstanding people to try to get the halberd."
This person spoke in a very low voice, as if he was afraid of being heard. After hearing this, Qin Wentian felt angry and said coldly: "Now that the Red Demon Halberd has been refined, why don't the Yin family or the royal family directly send a strong celestial being?"
To get it, but to implicate innocent people?"
"This matter has caused criticism to the Yin family, but no one dares to speak out. The palace is concerned about reputation and will not take action. The young master of the Yin family needs to settle it himself. It is easy for both the Yin family and the palace to stay out of the matter. After all, the superficial face is still important.
." The man whispered. Qin Wentian was angry in his heart and asked for directions again. Then his body flashed and he headed towards the place where Chi Yezi lived.
Not long after, Qin Wentian came to a dead area in King Xuan City. Under the night, the aura of corpses was extremely heavy. He stood on a rooftop and looked ahead. Under the moonlight, he saw a blood-colored weapon.
The red demon halberd standing there seemed to still be roaring unwillingly, like the unwilling soul of Chi Yezi!