"Baili Suxue?"

Wang Jingmeng looked at the handsome and picturesque boy in white who looked too cold. He thought of a possibility instantly and asked softly: "Who is Baili Liusu?"

Baili Suxue glanced at Wang Jingmeng. His eyes were very cold. The moment he heard this name, there was an indelible Bingxue in his eyes: "It's my father."

"Your father?" Wang Jingmeng was stunned.

When he was in Bashan Sword Field, he heard about the fact that Yu Zuochi and Baili Liusu met at the Jinghu Sword Meeting. In his subconscious, Yu Zuochi and Baili Liusu should be about the same age, but Yu Zuochi seemed to be unmarried in Bashan. Unexpectedly, Baili Liusu had such a big son?

Baili Suxue looked at Wang Jingmeng's expression and raised his eyebrows slightly unconsciously.

Although his expression had not changed much, it already meant that he was extremely unhappy at this time.

"The practitioners look younger than ordinary people. My master and Yu Zuochi are not married yet, so I subconsciously feel that your father is not married either." Wang Jingmeng said softly apologetically.

Baili Suxue did not respond to his words, but he felt that Wang Jingmeng was very honest, so he no longer got angry.

"Revenge is not just about your Bashan Sword Field."

He didn't like to talk around the corner, so he looked at the porter carrying Changmu and continued to move forward, saying, "And our Minshan Sword Sect."

"I have never underestimated the Minshan Sword Sect."

Wang Jingmeng looked at his side face and said, "It's just that after I arrived in Changling, no one from Minshan Sword Sect met me, so I didn't think of this level at all."

"You didn't expect that those people are naturally more likely to ignore them." Baili Suxue said coldly.

"Then let's take revenge together."

Wang Jingmeng nodded and said, "My Master, Master Yu and your father are both good friends, so we are naturally friends."

His words were taken for granted.

That's what he thought in his heart, so he said it very naturally.

Baili Suxue turned his head and looked at him. He felt that Wang Jingmeng's words had no absolute truth, but at this moment, he didn't say anything else when he looked at Wang Jingmeng's eyes.

The bodies of several dead practitioners on the Jinshi Chang Street were quickly taken away by the people from the Shendu Supervisor, and even the blood was quickly washed away with clean water, but when Baili Suxue and Wang Jingmengyi were

He continued walking calmly, but everyone on this long street felt a little cold inexplicably.

"This person is not from your Bashan Sword Field?"

Ye Xiao's brows frowned slightly, and the look of surprise when he saw Lin Zhuojiu in the aftermath of his eyes.

Lin Zhuojiu said seriously: "It's really not."

....

Outside the market, there is a small river connecting the Wei River.

This small river cannot accommodate small boats, and even if some small boats enter and exit on weekdays, it will appear a bit crowded.

The houses on both sides of this river are already very old, but after the expansion of Changling, these places are close to the most lively market in the city, and are often purchased and repaired by wealthy foreign merchants. Many old walls and tiles are new houses, which look particularly interesting.

A small black boat was slowly following the river toward the waterway outside the city.

Zheng Xiu is in this small black boat.

The light in the Wupeng boat was very dim, but her skin shone with a cold white light, just like the light shining from extremely moist white porcelain.

She is now in the place outside of anyone's perception in that fair.

Even Mo Shoucheng should not be able to sense her existence.

She knew that someone had guessed that the sparks were from Jiaodong County at this time, but she was not ready to stop.

Just like when she came to Changling that day, since she was coming, she had to use the most dazzling and shocking attitude.

Today, Changling will not only remember her Jueli Wushuang, but also know her sword and the attitude of Jiaodong County.

She also knew very well that in the building where Lin Zhuojiu was located, the man named Ye Xiao standing beside Lin Zhuojiu always believed that he was the owner of the market.

But today she would let him understand that there are many markets in this market and the city. In fact, she, who comes from Jiaodong County, is the real owner.

...

Ye Xiao watched Wang Jingmeng and Baili Suxue walking on the long street, not far behind the porter carrying a standing wooden tree.

Suddenly, his eyes became colder again.

He saw that the sky suddenly became brighter than a street that connected the long street.

A middle-aged man holding calligraphy and paintings in his hand was walking calmly.

He looks like a scholar, nothing special.

But when the sky above his head suddenly became brighter, his face changed drastically, and a powerful aura erupted from his body.

Countless blue streams visible to the naked eye flew out from his robe, as if countless mosses were generated around his body in an instant, emitting a dark and heart-wrenching atmosphere.

However, these cyan flowing silks still cannot stop the gathering of light.

A cold spark appeared above his head.

A sneer.

The spark was defeated by a flying sword flying out of his sleeve.

However, the true energy in his flying sword rune also burned violently.

His flying sword vibrated violently and could not be controlled for a while.

At this moment, another cold spark fell from the sky, landing on his back with a speed that he could not understand.

A soft sound was heard.

The man let out a terrifying roar, but then he stopped instantly, and fell to the ground and died.

With a jingle, his flying sword flew out and landed on the roof of a family.

There was another fierce sound of breaking through the streets not far away.

There were also practitioners from the Shendu Supervisor who rushed towards the place where the man died.

The night owl's breathing paused completely.

He could not understand the true meaning of these Star Fire Swords at this time, but he could feel that compared with the two Star Fire Sword's previous ones, the owner of this Star Fire Sword used the sword again, but he had made amazing progress.

An old man in yellow robe walked to a shop.

This shop is one of the few small shops in this market that sells some Guanzhong pastries.

The pastries in Guanzhong are actually very crudely made, all of them are pastries with a lot of sugar, which is too sweet for most people from outside.

This old man in yellow robe doesn't look like a Guanzhong person. He picked a few of them casually, nor are they the ones that Guanzhong people like to eat the most.

But at this moment, the sky above the shop opposite him lit up.

In the small river outside the market, Zheng Xiu looked up slightly, and she looked at the location where the old man in yellow robe was, as if she had seen the shop behind the old man in yellow robe.

A pale spark fell down, passing through the tiles of the shop, and landed towards a young man in gray sitting in the shop.

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