Sword of Coming

Chen Ping put away the talisman boat and landed on the top of the city.

Left and right restrained their sword energy intentionally or unintentionally.

So the distance between the two is only ten steps.

He opened his eyes left and right to look at the vast world outside the city, and asked a question, "Have you thought about something that is bound to happen?"

On the north side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the city with its bottomless heritage and secrets has a sense of strict rules, but also seems to have no rules at all.

There was a sword fairy who killed countless enemies during the battle. In the gap between the battles, he lived a muddleheaded life of being an emperor in the world, drunk and dreaming of death. There was a special cross-continental ferry for this sword fairy to sell female Qi practitioners from this continent. A resplendent and resplendent palace serves as a maid, and those who don't catch the eye will cut off their heads with flying swords, but still give money.

There is a sword fairy, but he likes to guard a few small vegetable gardens and an orchard, living a life of a farmer year after year.

There is a sword fairy who likes to hang out in the market place, playing tricks, and hangs out with rascals in the back alleys all year round.

There is a son of a rich family who yearns to leave the Great Wall of Sword Qi and go to Xuegong Academy to study. There are also wealthy sons who are unrestrained, moody, spend a lot of money, and like to torture and kill slaves.

The Confucian sage who took office on the Great Wall of Sword Qi was very unfair because of this, but the boss sword fairy Chen Qingdu only said that he would beat him up.

The saint fought three times in a row, won two and lost one, and sadly left the Great Wall of Sword Qi and returned to Haoran Tianxia. He won against the two native sword immortals, but lost to the hidden official.

Right or wrong here is not as simple as imagined.

Even if they only heard about it afterwards, they all knew that there were many murderous intentions.

When it comes to human affairs in the world, I am afraid of not having a position and confusion between right and wrong. I am afraid that I only talk about positions and only distinguish between black and white.

Left and right are most afraid of those smart people who believe that the world has only positions and no reason.

Chen Pingan asked: "Is it near or far?"

Put away the scattered thoughts on the left and right, and said: "The things in front of the city, the things around me."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Senior brother has reminded me before, and I also know the atmosphere in the city, and words and deeds are unscrupulous, so there will be an undercurrent soon, and after a while, those gossips will gradually become clear, and my winning streak The four games are the reason, I am in Ningfu, and I am the disciple of the master, and the brother of the brother, and it is also the reason. The reason why it has not happened yet is because Dong Laojian took people to drink at the Diezhang shop, which made many People have already opened their mouths, and they have to shut their mouths."

Left and right said: "Only talk about the consequences."

Chen Pingan said: "Many people are very afraid that the Ning Mansion will be overturned, so they are not willing to return to the harmonious relationship between the Ning Mansion and the Yao family. With me, the relationship between Ning Yao and Chen Sanqiu, Dong Huafu and Yan Zhuo Pure relationship, in the eyes of some people, will become muddy. It may have been indifferent before, but now they are reluctant. There may be another Guo family, so the situation will be very complicated in the future. Guo Zhujiu It is possible that they will be banned at home in the near future. Because there will soon be some bad words that will spread to the Guo family. For example, it will be said that the Guo family is good at cooking cold stoves. It may also be said that the Guo family's sword fairy is good at calculating and let a little girl come out to win over Relationship, good skills. No matter what you say, there is only one result, the Guo family can only temporarily alienate the Ning Mansion, after all, the Guo family is not the only one of Guo Jianxian, there are more than a hundred people up and down, and they still want to gain a foothold in the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

These are all good, what Chen Ping'an is afraid of is some more disgusting tricks. For example, the children in the alleys near the liquor store died suddenly.

It's just that Chen Pingan didn't say anything at the moment.

Left and right said: "Unless Chen Qingdu comes forward to help propose marriage."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Left and right asked, "Why are you not in a hurry?"

Chen Pingan said: "I dare not and don't want to urge the boss Sword Immortal, not to mention sooner or later, I have countermeasures."

Left and right continued to ask: "How do you say?"

Chen Pingan replied: "It's just words, don't worry about it, and I can't control it. If I stretch out my hand, I have fists and swords. If it is not enough, I can borrow it from my brother."

Nodding left and right, with a smile, "That's right. I'm too lazy to ask about specific ways to deal with it. Think about it yourself. Accidents at the Great Wall of Sword Qi are often extremely simple and straightforward, but they are extraordinarily unexpected."

"Do you know how many sword cultivators who are practicing the Sword Qi Great Wall in the wild world are practicing swordsmanship?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "This is a top secret, I don't know."

Left and right smiled and said, "Then what do you know?"

Chen Pingan said: "I only know the names of the Five Realm Sword Immortals and Earth Immortal Sword Cultivators on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the general root and foot, and one hundred and twenty-one important figures from more than a dozen big families including Dong, Chen, and Qi. It doesn't make much sense, but it's better than nothing."

Left and right wondered: "Are you so free?"

Chen Ping smiled and said: "Habits come naturally, and I am familiar with this matter. I will definitely not delay my boxing practice and cultivation. Brother, you can rest assured."

Left and right asked: "Do you prefer merchants and artists?"

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "I have never been in touch with the cultural purposes and classics of these two schools."

Glancing at Chen Pingan left and right, he said with a smile: "Although these two schools of learning are the last of the three religions and nine streams, they have been rejected and despised by Confucianism for a long time, but I think it's okay for you to read the books of these two schools properly, just don't be too concerned. There is a lot of knowledge in the world. When you first see it, it is amazing and unusual. It is often superficial. When you first see it is vast, it is often overgrown with weeds. Come on. A book of sages and sages of various schools of thought can read a fundamental truth, which is a great harvest."

Chen Pingan cupped his fists and bowed, "I have been taught."

Standing up from left to right, "Unless it is to watch the fight in the northern city, under normal circumstances, the sword fairy will not use the supernatural powers in charge of mountains and rivers to investigate the movement of the city. This is an unwritten rule. Some things need to be resolved by yourself, and the consequences are at your own risk." , but there is one thing, I can help you take a closer look, which one do you think it is? Which one do you most hope for?"

Chen Pingan said without hesitation: "I hope my senior brother can help look after the children in the alleys near the wine shop, so that they don't die because of me."

Left and right were noncommittal, and asked another question: "Isn't this the smallest thing? It's worth my left and right to look at it more?"

Chen Ping smiled and said: "In the eyes of scholars, there is nothing trivial in the world."

Left and right said with emotion: "Chen Pingan, it would be good if you became Mr.'s disciple earlier, and Mr. won't have to worry about it for a hundred years. You can take care of Mr.'s purse instead of me, and you can chat with Mr. a lot. I'm not good at any of them."

Chen Pingan absolutely refused to answer this kind of topic.

Left and Right suddenly said: "When Mr. became a saint, some people still call Mr. Wenhu an old man, saying that Mr. seems to have cultivated to become a master, and he is a Taoist soaked in an ink tank. After hearing this, Mr. said two words, Wonderful."

Chen Pingan said: "In the Great Sui Dynasty, after Emperor Gao signed the Mountain Alliance with the Great Li Dynasty, the people were furious, and some of them called Brother Mao a literary monster. Now it seems that Brother Mao would have been happy at that time."

Left and right no longer speak.

Chen Pingan followed silently.

As for practicing swords, it would be later if possible. Anyway, I will definitely eat and support.

Chen Pingan suddenly hesitated to speak, and looked to the left and right.

Nodding left and right, motioning to Chen Pingan but saying it doesn't matter.

Chen Pingan said in a heartfelt voice: "Senior brother, will there be a sword fairy in the city spying on the Ning Mansion secretly?"

After thinking about it for a while, "Even if there is, it won't last long, and it can only be done occasionally. After all, Nalan Yexing is not a decoration. Nalan Yexing is an expert in assassinating Yiyi, and he is also one of the most underrated sword cultivators in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. He can assassinate others, so he is naturally good at concealment and detection."

Chen Ping'an looked serious, and said: "The Eighteen Stops of Sword Qi that Ah Liang taught me, I not only taught it to my disciple Pei Qian, but also taught it to an ordinary boy from Aquarius Continent, named Zhao Gaoshu, with excellent character, There is absolutely no problem. It’s just that the boy hasn’t gone to Luopo Mountain yet, so I’m afraid… just in case!”

Said left and right: "I will solve this matter."

Chen Ping felt relieved.

With a senior brother, it seems really different.

Then left and right said: "Talking so much is not the reason for your delay in practicing sword."

Chen Pingan was speechless.

That bastard in Wei and Jin entrapd himself can't be used as an excuse.

As far as this brother's temper is concerned, he doesn't think that's a reason at all.

I really want to say that the matter of practicing swords will only make things worse.

If it is not from the line of Wensheng, it is estimated that they will not be able to understand the truth.

Sit left and right back to the top of the city, began to sit dry, and continued to nourish the sword intent.

Chen Ping tentatively asked: "How to practice sword?"

The left and right sneered and said: "Why, a martial artist with a golden body is invincible in the world, do you still need me to use the sword?"

Chen Pingan understood, and asked cautiously: "Then I will punch?"

Turn a deaf ear to left and right.

Chen Ping hesitated a little, whether the first punch should start with a god-man beating a drum.

I didn't want to say slowly from left to right: "Within a hundred punches, plus a flying sword, you can get close to me for thirty steps. I will call you senior brother from now on."

No longer deliberately restricting the left and right sides of the sword, it was like a small world suddenly expanding, and Chen Ping swept away twenty steps in an instant.

No more, no less, the distance between the two sides was thirty steps.

The sword energy is blowing to the face, like countless real flying swords flying in front of the eyes. If it weren't for Chen Pingan's fists flowing naturally, resisting the wisps of sword intent overflowing from the sword air flow, it is estimated that Chen Ping'an would be covered with scars and had to take a few steps back , people retreat, but the fist is high.

Left and right smiled and said: "After the hundred punches, if I feel that your punches are too polite, especially your swords are too respectful to my brother, then you can prepare to complain to the master next time."

Chen Pingan smiled far-fetchedly, "Brother, I am not this kind of person."

Left and right said: "After practicing swords, you are too."

The Wei Jin of drinking and non-drinking are two Wei Jins, and the Wei Jin of drinking and booze are also two Wei Jins.

This young sword fairy who appeared here for the first time in the thousands of years of Aquarius Continent's history is actually very popular in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, especially among women.

Girls may not admire Wei Jin very much. After all, there are many sword immortals in their hometown. Although Wei Jin is extremely young, it is said that he is already a sword immortal of the fifth realm at the age of forty, but it is not too uncommon in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Wei Jin is even less outstanding, at least it is still the case today. After all, it is only a jadeite state. In terms of appearance, the Qi family man is notoriously handsome. Wei Jin is not the most outstanding, and Chen Sanqiu's family is not bad. .

But the older women, by coincidence, all like Wei Jin, and it is especially distressing to watch Wei Jin drink.

When the Wei and Jin Dynasties were not drinking, they seemed to be forever sad. After drinking three or two cups, they would have a gentle smile, and after drinking heavily, they would be in high spirits.

So for those women who have seen Wei Jin drinking, this young sword cultivator from the Immortal Terrace of Fengxue Temple is really a fairy who came out of the wind and snow.

I really don't know what kind of woman can make Wei Jin so hard to let go.

The heartless A Liang left, and the infatuated Wei Jin came, God is kind.

As for the left and right, forget it, just look at it a few more times, and your eyes will hurt, so why bother. What's more, Zuo Zuo doesn't like to wander around the city, it's far away, it's not real, it's not as good as Wei Jin who often drinks, isn't it? Every time after Wei Jin gets drunk, he doesn't let go of the alcohol, but the downcast figure staggering back to the city with the sword in his drunkenness is what makes people feel distressed.

Today, Wei Jin drank a little too much at the Die Zhang Liquor Shop. A table was crowded with more than a dozen people. Only those who are accustomed to the rivers and lakes under the mountains can have the contagious power. In this regard, whether it is a local sword fairy or a sword cultivator from other continents, it is indeed not as good as the Wei and Jin Dynasties who have a natural rivers and lakes.

For Chen Pingan, who was the first to meet as a young man, Wei Jin couldn't say whether he liked it or not, but now it's okay, and he appreciates it more.

But He Xiaoliang, Wei Jin couldn't help but like him.

The farther away he was, the more he drank. Wei Jin hid under the mountain and in the rivers and lakes, but he still couldn't forget it.

First, one is in Fengxue Temple, and the other is in Shengaozong.

Then there is one in Aquarius Continent and one in Beiju Luzhou.

In the end, until now, one of them is in the wild world, and the other is in the world of Haoran.

In the end, she was still in Wei Jin's wine glass, no matter how much wine she drank, it was useless. After drinking one glass and filling the next glass, she was there.

Wei Jin raised his wine glass and asked loudly: "Why do people who don't like drinking have difficulty getting drunk?"

Wei Jin drank it all in one gulp, "The earliest brewer in the world is really hateful, too hateful."

The overlapping peaks are used to it.

Sword Immortal Wei Jin often drank like this, but he talked too much to himself, so he wouldn't really go crazy with alcohol. Otherwise, how could a small wine shop survive the madness of a sword fairy.

At the moment, no one was calling for more wine, so I took a break from the busy schedule, sat on the threshold, and sighed softly.

here we go again.

Wei Jin stood at the same place, pouring wine non-stop, looked around, and began to toast one by one, naming names, after toasting, why he toasted, of course he was talking about the fight in the south of the city, and which sword they handed over It was really exciting, and occasionally the opponent would be punished for a cup, which means that in the battlefield, some monsters who deserved to be killed were only chopped half to death, which is unreasonable.

Wei Jin's figure suddenly disappeared, and he said angrily: "What a fool!"

A small alley, Guo Zhujiu wandered in it.

A young man with a yellow and thin face ran into the alley earlier, his steps were hurried, as if he was avoiding, he kept turning his head, seeing Guo Zhujiu, he hesitated, slowed down a little, and subconsciously approached the wall. On the Jianqi Great Wall, as long as the rich don’t die, they will become richer and richer, and then there will be a family. With the Sword Immortal, the family will become a rich family. The poor people on the city side only look at their clothes. You will know if the other party is a son of a wealthy family.

The young man obviously thought that Guo Zhujiu was a high school student, and he was right. The Guo family in the Great Wall of Sword Qi is indeed a first-line family other than those top surnames.

Colliding with a rich man's son, the end will not be very good, and there is no need for the opponent to move out of the backing background. If the opponent is a sword cultivator, he can often do it himself.

Guo Zhujiu slowed down, jumped twice, saw the boy behind him, and ran into the alley with four other people of the same age, holding sticks, making noise and blah blah blah.

The young man probably saw that Guo Zhujiu didn't look like a sword cultivator, and it was probably just the rich people on the streets who came here to wander around after they were full.

The young man became a little anxious, and waved vigorously at Guo Zhujiu, signaling her to leave the alley quickly.

Guo Zhujiu scratched his head, then stopped, turned around, and ran away.

She is good at and likes running around.

It's a pity that the boy was so delayed by Guo Zhujiu, and he was quickly caught up by his peers holding sticks behind him. A stick that was neither light nor heavy hit the skinny boy on the head. The boy just dodged, and there was another stick He had to protect his head with his hands, retreated while hiding, and hit his arm with a stick, the pain made the boy's face pale, and he was kicked in the chest by a tall boy.

The sallow and emaciated boy took a few steps back, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, he held on to the wall with one hand, tilted his head, avoided the stick, turned and ran wildly.

Guo Zhujiu poked his head out at the corner of the alley, thinking that he should be a hero, otherwise he looked like he was going to kill someone.

In ordinary fights, even if it is lame or something, no one cares about the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but killing people is rare after all. Guo Zhujiu heard from the elders in his family that the most fierce fights are not actually sword immortals, but Those fresh-blooded city boys are all they need to be right now. This is impossible, she Guo Zhujiu has learned boxing now, she is from the Jianghu, so Guo Zhujiu walked into the alley again.

The thin boy was kicked again, and Guo Zhujiu stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder.

The young man's eyes were indifferent, and his figure twisted instantly. At the same time, with a flick of his wrist, a short knife slipped out of his sleeve, and he stabbed with his backhand.

Guo Zhujiu slightly raised his elbow, and directly folded the arm holding the knife.

With the other hand of the boy, he clenched his fist and held it out in an instant, and the fist shook violently, and the momentum was like thunder.

Those of the same age who had previously beaten the boy like a dog in the water all turned pale with fright and leaned against the wall one after another.

Guo Zhujiu was the same as the assassin boy, with the same indifferent expression, and he also punched out a fist, fist to fist, the assassin boy's whole hand was broken into pieces, and the two fell down, Guo Zhujiu turned slightly sideways, bullying and Jin, hit the young man's chest with his shoulder, the young assassin died suddenly on the spot, and flew out backwards, but a flash of firefly flashed by the assassin's ear, and it came quickly, it was actually a sword cultivator's natal flying sword, stabbing Guo Zhu directly. Wine eyebrows.

Guo Zhujiu turned his head slightly, and a blood groove was cut on his forehead where the bones were deep.

On the other hand, the tall boy who sacrificed the flying sword had his entire head pierced, a bead of blood gradually condensed on his forehead, and the body with his back against the wall slowly slid to the ground.

Guo Zhujiu frowned, stretched out his palm and wiped his forehead.

Standing at the entrance of the alley, Wei Jin heaved a sigh of relief, and quietly put away his natal flying sword. This Fengxue Temple Sword Immortal was a little dumbfounded, so it turned out that he was unnecessary.

Not only is the little girl herself safe and sound, she can deal with this sudden assassination.

Then at the other end of the alley, a crooked old man with a smile appeared.

Wei Jin nodded to him, and the old man smiled and nodded in return.

Wei Jin went back to the wine shop and continued drinking.

The old man stepped out and came to Guo Zhujiu, and said with a smile: "Girl Luduan, it's fine."

It was the old servant of the Ning Mansion, Nalan Yexing.

My uncle in the future told me that as long as Guo Zhujiu met Chen Pingan, or walked into the Ning Mansion, then until the moment Guo Zhujiu stepped into the gate of the Guo family, he would have to trouble Grandpa Nalan to help take care of the little girl.

Guo Zhujiu was triumphant, and said: "That's right, I can't beat Sister Ning and Sister Dong, and I can't beat a few little thieves?"

The little girl took a few steps forward, looked at the skinny young man who was dying and still looked calm when he was dying, and complained: "Don't you know that I just practiced peerless boxing? Huh?!"

Nalan Yexing stretched out his fingers and tapped his forehead, feeling a headache.

There is no need to have any luck in such a carefully planned assassination aimed at the children of the rich. Don't think about following the clues, it can't be done.

Back then, there was so much turmoil in the mirage, the young lady almost hurt the foundation of Dao, and Bai Lianshuang's wife and aunt also fell into trouble, so that even the boss sword fairy in the city who ignored everything was furious. Go, just a sword, the wounded Patriarch of the Chen family returned to the city in a hurry, went to war, the whole city was under martial law, every house was searched, and that mirage was turned upside down. What was the final result? It's not that someone deliberately slacked off or obstructed them, and didn't dare at all, but that they really couldn't find any clues.

As for the rest of the dazed and frightened market youths, their identities need to be investigated, and they are nothing more than a scene to give the Guo family an explanation. The ground is three feet.

From now on, the exchanges between Ning and Guo will be somewhat troublesome.

The girl Lu Duan, logically speaking, can jump around in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the reason is very simple, she was once a disciple of the Yinguan Lord.

So the Guo family didn't deliberately arrange for her a sword master's retinue over the years, because it was unnecessary.

Therefore, the size of the ripples in this turmoil and the measure of the opponent's moves are extremely critical. It seems that there is a choice between killing or not killing this green girl, so no real key pieces are used.

Guo Zhujiu frowns, sickly, "It's over, I don't want to go out anytime soon."

Guo Zhujiu's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look at Nalan Yexing, "Grandpa Nalan, why don't we destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces, and just pretend that this didn't happen?"

Nalan Yexing smiled and said: "Thinking too much, how can you hide the injury on your forehead? You were stunned while walking again? What's more, you should tell Guo Jianxian about such a big matter, I have sent a message to your family with Feijian .So you just wait to be scolded."

Guo Zhujiu sighed, "Grandpa Nalan, you must tell my master, I can't find him to learn boxing recently."

Nalan Yexing smiled and asked: "My uncle, when did you recognize you as an apprentice?"

Guo Zhujiu grinned and said, "That's what the master counted."

Nalan Yexing pointed to the little girl's forehead.

Guo Zhujiu sneered and said, "Drizzle!"

Then the little girl shivered, and said with a mournful face, "Oh, it hurts!"

A slender middle-aged sword fairy appeared in the alley in an instant, stood beside Guo Zhujiu, bent down and lowered his head, stretched out his fingers to hold her head, shook it slightly, and confirmed the identity of his daughter. Injured, he was relieved, a little sword energy remained, and there was no serious problem, so he straightened his waist and said with a smile: "Are you still playing crazy?"

Guo Zhujiu stretched out a palm.

Sword Immortal Guo Jia laughed and said, "Five years?"

Guo Zhujiu timidly said: "Five hours, forget it, five days will be fine."

Guo Jia restrained his smile.

Guo Zhujiu saw that something was wrong, quickly put away four fingers, leaving only one thumb, "One year!"

Guo Jia glanced at his daughter's wound, and said helplessly, "Hurry up and follow me home, your mother is dying of anxiety. Whether it's a year or a few years, tell me it doesn't work, go to her side and roll around."

In the end, Guo Jia and Nalan Yexing looked at each other without saying anything.

Afterwards, the priests of the Guo family, as well as the sword cultivators who specialize in dealing with such matters, came to the scene one after another, and everything was done in an orderly manner.

Nalan Yexing did not return directly to Ning Mansion, but went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi first.

After going to Ning Mansion, Bai Lianshuang's wife and aunt were not good at dealing with these things, and she was anxious after hearing that, so she could only feel angry.

Discussing this matter with the young lady is definitely useful. The big ideas of the Ning Mansion over the years have always been determined by the young lady, but now that the Ning Mansion has a young lady named Chen Pingan, Nalan Yexing doesn't want the young lady to be too distracted by these things. It's a matter of pickling, but my uncle is the one who is the least afraid of trouble and likes to think too much, not to mention that the young lady will definitely listen to the decisions made by my uncle.

Concealing energy along the way, quietly reached the top of the city, is there such a sword and boxing practicer?

I saw Chen Ping tossing and turning, just like a god-man beating the drum with one fist and one fist, while controlling two real and two imitations, a total of four flying swords, trying to find the gaps in the sword energy, as if he only wanted to take one step forward.

It is time to use the Ningfu panacea with bones and raw flesh again.

Fortunately, this time, Mrs. and Aunt Bai couldn't blame her.

The sword energy was condensed within 30 steps around the left and right sides, but occasionally a trace of sword energy burst out, hovering at Chen Pingan's deadly acupoint for a moment, and then disappeared in a flash.

Nalan Yexing couldn't help sighing after seeing it: "It's also human, how could it be possible to have so much sword energy, and it's about to temper the sword energy into sword intent."

The left and right didn't pay any attention to the old man at all, gathered the sword energy within ten steps, and said to Chen Pingan: "So far today, punching is okay, flying sword is rigid and slow. Today is just to let you get used to it. Next time you practice sword, This is the official start. Also, you have died ninety-six times today, so try to save a few times next time. Is it so difficult to be an easy-to-get senior brother?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said nothing.

Is it difficult to ask me?

Is the sword energy heavy or not? Brother, you don’t have any points yourself?

What's more, at this moment, Chen Pingan seems to be safe and sound except for his fists and arms. In fact, this is not the case at all. Every time the sword qi hovers left and right, it seems that Chen Pingan's major acupoints have not been touched, but in fact it is very dense. The sword intent had already infiltrated into the bone marrow, tossing rivers and seas in the Qi Palace. Now that Chen Pingan could speak without trembling, he was already able to bear the pain.

Chen Pingan walked more than ten feet, came to Nalan Yexing, and asked softly, "Is Guo Zhujiu injured?"

Nalan Yexing said: "I kept staring, deliberately didn't make a move, and solved the trouble for the little girl herself, and the injury was not serious. Guo Jia arrived in person and didn't say much. After all, it was Guo Jia. It's just that the trouble later... ..."

Chen Ping put his fingers together, swipe down lightly, like a sword cutting a long line, shook his head and said: "It's not a trouble anymore. It's actually a good thing for the Ningfu and the Guo family. Guo Zhujiu is a disciple, I accept it." .”

Chen Pingan drives the talisman boat and returns to the city with Nalan Yexing.

Chen Pingan asked curiously: "Grandpa Nalan, can you get close to my brother?"

"sure!"

Nalan Yexing smiled and said, "Then I died."