The man raised his son in Beiliang, and intercepted Hu Nangong's divination.

It can even be said that Jian Jiuhuang couldn't even sacrifice himself to let Xu Shizi escape.

Only Jian Jiuhuang would humiliate someone and come back.

"I will go back to the young master now!"

Jian Jiuhuang, who was missing his front teeth, stood up and immediately put his sword armor on his back.

He didn't care about the injuries on his body.

The King of Northern Liang looked at Lao Huang's back.

He opened his mouth, then closed it without saying a word.

He wanted to let Lao Huang recuperate first, but he also thought that his son was still in the hands of the murderer, and he really needed someone to take care of him.

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I am Nangong Pushe who is asking for flowers. I hope readers will give me some small flowers.

Chapter 6 The situation in the world changes, and the Peach Blossom Sword God enters the mountain

"What, Tingchao Pavilion was built from the ground?"

"There are thousands of books in the collection, countless rare and unique copies, and there are many martial arts secrets that have been lost. Do you want to carry them to Youzhou, Beiliang Road together?"

"Is the King of Northern Liang crazy?"

In Liyang Jianghu, rumors spread like wildfire.

Rumors even spread out of Liyang Jianghu.

Heading towards other rivers and lakes.

And the local Jianghu people staying in Liyang.

Who has never heard of Liyang Tianxia, ​​the three forbidden places, Tingchao Pavilion, Emperor Wu City, and Wu Family Sword Tomb.

Tingchaoting possesses half of Liyang’s martial arts secrets in the world.

I don’t know how many people it attracted.

However, the Beiliang Prince's Mansion is heavily guarded.

Tingchao Pavilion is located deep in the Northern Liang Palace.

Not to mention ordinary people, even martial arts masters would find it difficult to step into it.

Therefore, people in the world who want to have a look at Chaoting's martial arts secrets can only stop there.

unexpectedly.

Now this forbidden land, coveted by half of the people in the world, is going to be moved to a deep mountain in Youzhou?

Why does it sound so ridiculous?

but.

Everyone is discussing it.

So there are still fake ones?

a time.

People who go to Youzhou, Beiliang Road, and want to find out what is true and what is false.

One by one, they flocked to Youzhou as quickly as possible.

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Youzhou.

After leaving Tongmen Pass, you will reach Youzhou, one of the four states governed by Beiliang Dao.

The largest city in Youzhou.

Changgeng City.

At this time, it was already overcrowded.

On the street, almost everyone is wearing a bamboo hat.

All of them are armed with weapons.

The governor of Youzhou did not dare to show up.

At the same time, all the people in the government were unable to get out.

All corners of the country, all corners of the country.

Today's Changgeng City is a river and lake, a Shura field.

There is not enough suppression strength.

No party dares to take the lead easily.

The second floor of a restaurant.

Window position.

"It is said that the reason why the King of Beiliang went to war this time was because one person forcibly held the Crown Prince of Beiliang hostage and asked him to move all Tingchaoting's martial arts secrets to the mountains of Youzhou..."

"Tsk, tsk, why didn't that person kill Xu Shizi!"

"In this way, we can save a lot of things."

The person who spoke was Zhao Kai, the illegitimate son of the current Emperor Liyang.

He repeatedly waited for opportunities to kill Xu Shizi, causing the Liyang world to become turbulent again, and thus rise up in troubled times.

But never thought.

Xu Shizi was so determined that he assassinated him many times but failed.

"Master, do you think we can make use of that person?!"

Zhao Kai turned his head and looked at Han Diao Temple.

Since someone has taken Xu Shizi hostage, let Xu Shizi die in that person's hands.

In this way, his goal was achieved.

"It is not advisable to act rashly. There are many masters in Beiliang Prince's Palace, but that person can force people to bow their heads. I am afraid that his strength is unfathomable."

Han Diao Si, a human cat wearing a cloak, has a voice like a duck's quacking, and his tone is neither happy nor sad.

"There are many masters in Changgeng City now, including some masters from other dynasties. Let's take a look at the situation first."

The human cat's eyes narrowed slightly.

Looking at the strange young demon monk walking on the street and the two young men beside him.

It made him frown.

He could tell directly that these three people were not simple.

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on the street.

"I said, monk, where do you want to go?!"

"Is there anything you want in Beiliang?"

The person who spoke was a young man dressed in phoenix red.

Beili Jianghu, a disciple of Leijiabao, Lei Wujie.

Next to him was Xiao Se, who was wearing a fox fur coat.

As for the person leading the way, it is Monk Wuxin.

"I heard that Tingchao Pavilion has all the martial arts secrets in Liyang Jianghu, aren't you curious?!"

Wu Xin smiled.

"Is Liyang's martial arts as good as my Beili Leijiabao martial arts?"

Lei Wujie didn't take it seriously.

And his voice just fell.

A voice immediately shouted.

"Not ashamed to speak."

"Boy, are you from Beili?"

"Good boy, you come to my land of Liyang and dare to underestimate our martial arts. You are very courageous!"

In front of them, there was also a young man with an unattractive appearance, standing in front of the three of them.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Lei Wujie was not afraid.

With a vigilant expression, he knew that the other party was not weak.

Slowly holding the killing sword in hand.

"Liyang Wu Family Sword Tomb, Wu Liuding."

Wu Liuding's words just finished.

A woman walked up behind her and said loudly: "The Sword Attends Cuihua."

Wu Liuding and Jianshi Cuihua have always been enemies of the same enemy.

"Monk Wuxin..."

Seeing two people on the other side, Lei Wujie could only turn around and ask Monk Wuxin for help.

He knew that Xiao Se didn't know martial arts.

"I didn't say that I learned Liyang martial arts, didn't I?!"

Monk Wuxin spread his hands.

Seeing Lei Wujie turning to stare at him again, Xiao Se could only give a helpless expression.