Jun Youyun

Chapter 118 Goodwill
Yan Xiaotang ignored the long sword in his throat, just looked at Su Baiyi in the iron cage curiously, and said to himself: "It's really amazing, it's not so much that it's crazy, it's better to say that it's true now he."

Nangong Xi'er lightly raised her sword: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"His name is Yan Xiaotang, and he used to be Tang Xiaoyan. He was one of the most outstanding disciples of the Tang Sect. When he was in the Tang Sect, he was at the Huisheng Sect, and he treated many people in the Tang Sect who were insane." A voice suddenly came from behind them. When it was heard, Nangong Xi'er raised her head and saw a man in golden clothes walking slowly towards them.

"Don't ask." Nangong Xi'er said angrily, "What is your intention?"

"Miss Nangong, the city lord is not malicious." Zhao Xiaqiu walked beside Mo Wen and said in a deep voice.

Nangong Xi'er raised her sword to Zhao Xiaqiu again: "My junior brother and I chose to trust you, but you actually lied to us."

Zhao Xiaqiu shook his head: "Miss Nangong misunderstood."

"I misunderstood you ghost." Nangong Xi'er swung a sword at Zhao Xiaqiu. Zhao Xiaqiu frowned slightly, and dodged the sword energy with a flick of his foot. Nangong Xi'er immediately retreated to the side of the iron cage, Facing the iron cage is a sword.But there was only a "clang" sound, and there was only a white mark left on the iron cage. The Liangren Sword is also one of the strange swords in the world, but it couldn't cause any damage to the iron cage.

"This cage is made of black iron. It cost me a lot of gold. How could it be broken with one punch and one sword?" Mo Wen said with a smile, and walked slowly to Nangong Xi'er, "Miss Nangong, Take it easy."

With a "bang", Su Baiyi punched the cage, and the iron rod made of black iron protruded out of Cun Xu.

Mo Wen was taken aback, looked down at the iron rod, and sighed: "In terms of strength, I am not as good as him now."

"Drink!" Su Baiyi bared his teeth at Mo Wen and shouted.

"Speaking of it, Miss Nangong may not believe it. I have seen people who are as enchanted as Mr. Su in the past, and almost killed them." Mo Wen patted the iron railing, "That is my life. A day like a nightmare."

Nangong Xi'er pointed at Mo with her sword and asked, "What do those people have to do with Su Baiyi?"

"They all practiced the same martial art." Mo Wen replied.

"Immortal book?" Nangong Xi'er asked in confusion.

"Yes, Immortal Book." Mo Wen nodded.

"Since practicing the Book of Immortals will make you look like a ghost, then why do all the sects want it so much?" Nangong Xi'er frowned.

"Because there are four of them who are the leaders of these people. Those people are dressed in white, their feet are on clouds and mist, their faces are as handsome as jade, and their voices are as clear as the moon. Their wisdom is far beyond ordinary people, their conversation is good, and they claim to have lived two hundred years Yu Sui." Mo Wen said slowly.

"Are you talking about an immortal?" Nangong Xi'er thought for a while and replied.

Mo Wen surrounded the iron cage and looked at Su Baiyi, who was grinning, and paced slowly: "Back then, on the coast of the South China Sea, among the clouds and mists, suddenly there appeared an island that had never been seen before. Surrounded by skylarks, it is ethereal like a fairyland. At first people thought it was just a mirage, but the island got closer and closer, and finally one day, the island leaned against the shore. The people I mentioned walked down from it , dressed in white like snow, with a face like the bright moon, just like the immortals in the painting. The people on the coast of the South China Sea thought they were immortals, and bowed down one after another. Those people called themselves visitors from Yingzhou."

"Yingzhou? One of the five legendary mountains?" Nangong Xi'er asked.

"Yes. But cultivators are willing to believe the rumors of immortals, but we Jianghu people don't believe them. When we hear these rumors, we just think that some charlatans have played some tricks on the coast of the South China Sea. As the power gradually expanded from the coast of the South China Sea, we realized that something was wrong. The legendary immortals should be merciful to the world, but these visitors from Yingzhou looked noble and luxurious, but in fact they were cold-blooded and cruel. Anyone who disobeyed orders would be killed. Su Han was the first to realize that these visitors from Yingzhou were terrifying, so he secretly summoned elite experts from various factions and went to the coast of the South China Sea."

"The Alliance of Weilong?" Nangong Xi'er was already dripping with cold sweat, and she felt that Mo Wen was telling herself a terrible truth in an understatement.

"It's the alliance of Weilong, but it's different from the current legends. The alliance at that time was extremely secretive. First, because it involved ghosts and gods, they were afraid of causing chaos in the world. Second, they were afraid of scaring the snake. But those immortals It's far more terrifying than imagined, except for Su Han, who is number one in the world, and the old city owner of Jimo, the sword fairy, none of us is a match for those four immortals, and I'm not even a match for those monsters who have lost their minds." Mo Mo Q pointed to Su Baiyi, "There are dozens of such monsters."

"But the Weilong Alliance, isn't it an alliance to conquer the Demon Sect?" Nangong Xi'er's face was gloomy.

Mo Wen curled his lips, and continued: "At that time, we were also considered to be experts in the major factions, but we were defeated in the first battle. Afterwards, Su Han wrote a letter and sent someone to invite Confucian sages from the Academy, Heavenly Masters and Daoists. Jun, and Nangong Yunhuo, the suzerain of Tianmen Sacred Sect, came to help. The Tianmen Sacred Sect where Nangong Yunhuo is located is not far from the coast of the South China Sea, so he brought all the elites. Without them, the war is likely to be ours. The loser. Yan Xiaotang, can you see clearly from such a distance, do you want to get closer?"

"It's almost seen." Yan Xiaotang stretched out his hand, a silver needle flew out of his hand, scratched Su Baiyi's cheek and nailed it to the pillar, he took out a small wooden cup from his arms, Handed it to Zhao Xiaqiu, "Help me remove that needle."

Nangong Xi'er glanced at Yan Xiaotang outside the house, and then at Mo Wen: "And then?"

"Don't worry, when the story is finished, you will have a long time in Castlevania." Mo Wen gently pressed the sword in Nangong Xi'er's hand, "We can chat slowly."

"Why did you tell me this?" Nangong Xi'er trembled.

"Because I do all kinds of evil in Castlevania." Mo Wen said something inexplicable.

"I don't understand." Nangong Xi'er shook her head.

"Shanglin Tiangong believes that all the stories have become what they are now, which is the greatest kindness to the world." Mo Wen turned and walked out of the house, "I don't need such kindness, so the stories here are for you to listen to. Looks like he arrived. Mr. Su is tired, let him sleep well."

"Follow the city lord's order." Yan Xiaotang threw a projectile into the iron cage, the smoke filled the air, and when it dispersed again, Su Baiyi had already slept in it.Zhao Xiaqiu walked to the side of the house, pulled an iron chain, and pulled up the cage.Nangong Xi'er hurried in, sniffed Su Baiyi's breath, and found that he was really just asleep.

(End of this chapter)