The Husband was the Long Aotian

What is this for?

Jian Xingzhi's whole person is dumbfounded.

Jian Xiu frowned when he saw that Jian Xingzhi did not speak: "Did you beat someone? Don't you know that private fighting is prohibited in the main city of Desolate City?"

"You are a city full of sword cultivators," Jian Xingzhi was incredulous when he heard this statement, "It's actually forbidden to fight?!"

Jianxiu raised his eyelids when he heard the words: "This city is full of Jianxiu. If fighting is allowed, do you want everyone to live?"

There is some truth to it, but it is simply speechless. Seeing that he didn't speak, Jianxiu took out an immortal lock rope: "If you don't speak, you will admit it, then take it away."

"etc!"

Jian Xingzhi reacted, he glanced at Yan Wushuang, who was lying on the ground and glanced at him, and immediately said, "He did it first."

"Sir!" Yan Wushuang lay on the ground with a sad face, "You know what I am capable of, how could I take the initiative to cause trouble?"

Jian Xiu hesitated for a moment, then Jian Xingzhi looked around, gave himself a palm without hesitation, took a step back and fell to the ground, spitting out blood.

"Sir!" Jian Xingzhi leaned against the table and vomited blood, "Look at what he has beaten me up, I'm all internal injuries!"

When Yan Wushuang heard the words, the people in Jujian Villa looked over in shock, and Jian Xingyi changed his expression with awe, leaning weakly by the table: "There are so many of them, how dare I make trouble? They all beat me into So, can I be considered bullying the weak?"

"you said……"

Jian Xiu looked at Jian Xingzhi, hesitantly about to say a few words for Jian Xingzhi, when he heard "Ah!"

Everyone looked in Yan Wushuang's direction, Yan Wushuang raised his hand with a broken finger: "Sir, my fingers are all broken."

"what!"

Jian Xingzhi also shouted, and everyone looked over together to see that Jian Xingzhi raised a hand that was dangling in the air: "My hand was interrupted."

"Okay." Yan Wushuang heard the words, took a deep breath, turned his head, and stared at Jane Xingzhi, "You are very good, I will show you what a profession is."

Jian Xingzhi looked at Yan Wushuang and shook his broken hand: "Come on, come on!"

Without any hesitation, Yan Wushuang broke one of his hands and one leg with a "click", and the boy exclaimed, "Senior brother's broken arm, leg and finger!"

Yan Wushuang looked over proudly, and before he could speak, he heard the child continue to exclaim, "The boy's favorite has both broken legs!"

Jane Xingzhi calmly raised her eyes and said, "Come on!"

Yan Wushuang took a deep breath: "Okay, you are ruthless, I see how ruthless you can be!"

After speaking, Yan Wushuang raised his hand and tapped the leg bone, his face was pale, and he looked up panting: "Now, I have two legs, one hand and one finger, can you still compare with me?!"

"Why not?"

Without any hesitation, Jian Xingzhi broke off all ten fingers, and then slammed the broken hand bone towards the good hand bone. , all your fingers are cut off, if you want to beat me, there is only one place left, can you do it?"

Yan Wushuang did not speak, he swallowed, trembling, and looked down at his lower body.

Jinjian boy's expression changed greatly when he saw that, he grabbed Yan Wushuang's hand and said excitedly, "Senior brother!"

"Fellow Daoist!" Jianxiu, who had been watching the play, finally said, "No, it really doesn't have to be like this, I believe you."

"grown ups!"

Yan Wushuang raised his head with tears in his eyes: "You are really blue sky..."

"I believe both of you have problems with your brains, come here!" Jianxiu greeted them, "Bear them all back to the yamen, and let the family members come to lead them!"

"etc!"

Yan Wushuang hurriedly said: "Sir, we are victims, we also need to..."

"There was a report from Jianxiu earlier, saying that there was a gang committing fraud, which is highly similar to today's situation," Jianxiu said seriously, "Let's go."

With that said, Jianxiu ordered someone to come in: "Take both of them away!"

Jian Xingzhi and Yan Wushuang were carried into the prison together. They were both disabled and placed in a cell. Jinjian Boy and a child were locked in the side room.

After Jian Xingzhi was locked up, Jianxiu asked him about his identity and went to notify someone to pick him up.

As soon as Qin Wanwan returned to Ning Mansion, Xie Gutang took the medicine and prepared to give her medicine, and was informed to come to the prison to find someone. She sat in a wheelchair and was quite shocked: "What did he do to be detained?"

"Fight in public."

Jian Xiu, who came to inform, took a stern look, Qin Wanwan swallowed her saliva, and was a little flustered: "Beating...killed?"

"No," Jianxiu shook his head. Qin Wanwan was relieved: "How many were injured?"

"One." Jianxiu said, adding, "himself."

Jane Xingzhi injured herself?

Qin Wanwan couldn't believe it, but the barren city yamen law enforcement officers were here, so she didn't dare to think too much. People, pushed her wheelchair and rushed to the yamen.

When they arrived at the cell, Jian Xingzhi and Yan Wushuang lay flat on the ground and scolded each other. Both of them couldn't move their hands and feet. They were lying upright on the ground like corpses.

"You are shameless."

"You are more shameless."

"You are shameless."

"You're even more shameless!"

"Master!"

Qin Wanwan couldn't listen to such disreputable scolding. She sat in a wheelchair and observed Jian Xingzhi lying on the ground through the wooden fence: "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

Jian Xingzhi is running Chunsheng's mental method: "It will be fine in a while."

Listening to Jian Xingzhi's words, Yan Wushuang squinted over, and his tone was leisurely: "It'll be fine in a while, your practice is amazing."

"Heh," Jian Xingzhi sneered, "How can you know my realm like a **** like you?"

Saying that, Jian Xingzhi clicked on the bones, sat up from the ground, squeezed the bones of his hands, turned his head and glanced at Yan Wushuang: "You just lie down."

"Who said I was going to lie down?"

As Yan Wushuang said, there was a rattling sound all over his body. He sat up and looked at Jane Xingzhi cross-legged: "It's just a bone, you know?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned. Qin Wanwan and Jian Xingzhi both stared at Yan Wushuang. They swept Yan Wushuang's body with their divine senses, and they saw the aura flowing in Yan Wushuang's body, which was actually the same as them!

"Chunsheng..."

Jian Xingzhi murmured, he actually saw Chunsheng in this small world, this Yan Wushuang? !

"Yo, do you know this technique?"

Yan Wushuang raised his eyebrows: "A little knowledgeable."

"Why are you Chunsheng?!"

Jian Xingzhi spoke in a hurry, Yan Wushuang propped his chin: "Why should I tell you?"

"you!"

Jian Xingzhi was a little anxious, Qin Wanwan raised her hand to stop Jian Xingzhi: "Master, let me ask."

Saying that, Qin Wanwan looked at Yan Wushuang gently: "I think fellow Taoist has a clear temperament. He must be a gentleman. Chunsheng is my sect's secret teaching method. If you don't tell the origin of the spiritual method, I am afraid it will cause misunderstanding."

These words directly say that Yan Wushuang is stealing the human heart. As long as Yan Wushuang is a sword cultivator who talks about self-esteem, it must be explained.

It's a pity that she overestimated Yan Wushuang, so he sat cross-legged on the ground and raised his eyebrows: "So what? What's your misunderstanding about me?"

"Master."

Seeing such an uninteresting person, Qin Wanwan raised her hand decisively: "Fight."

"Oh wait!"

Yan Wushuang immediately said: "Don't you just want to get the news, just give the money, why are you fighting and killing?"

"How much do you want?"

Cuilu heard the words, frowned, Yan Wushuang looked back at Cuilu, Cuilu looked at him, his eyes flashed slightly, Yan Wushuang smiled lightly: "Two hundred spirit stones, one hundred are for you to make amends for hitting my junior brother today, the other A hundred is the price of answering a question."

"apologize?"

Emerald sneered: "I'm afraid you are impatient..."

"Yan Wushuang."

The jailer suddenly walked in and interrupted Cui Lu's words. One of the jailers stepped forward, opened the wooden fence, and called Yan Wushuang: "Follow us."

"Ugh!"

Yan Wushuang suddenly changed his face, got up quickly, and followed the person out.

One of Jian Xing was left sitting cross-legged in the wooden fence, watching Yan Wushuang go out, Nan Feng couldn't help but mutter: "Who is this, how can Yijian Xiu be so wealthy, he can use it well Sword?"

"When he used the sword, you were still a baby boy."

Jinjian boy listened to Nanfeng's opening, and said coldly, everyone looked over, Qin Wanwan didn't quite believe it: "What do you mean, he was a master before?"

"My senior brother was the earliest gentleman's sword in the barren city," said the boy Jinjian, feeling a little proud, "At that time, Jujian Villa was the first sect in the barren city except for the Ning family, and the Ning family had to give three points. He is the most promising sword cultivator in Jujian Villa, two hundred years of divine transformation, have you seen it?"

"Two hundred years," Jian Xingzhi sneered, "some outstanding people have already soared."

For example, he soared in less than a hundred years.

This made Jinjian boy extraordinarily angry, and he snorted coldly: "Bragging on you."

"Then how did he become what he is today?"

Xie Gutang frowned and was quite puzzled: "He is now... he can't be cultivated to Nascent Soul."

Hearing this, the boy Jinjian looked a little gloomy.

"More than 100 years ago, my sister-in-law died, his Taoist heart was damaged, and his cultivation base fell sharply. Since then, he has been trapped in Yuan Ying and has no diligence. Yes, he should be the top sword cultivator in the barren city."

over a hundred years ago.

Qin Wanwan was a little sensitive when she heard this time: "Did something happen more than a hundred years ago?"

"What's with you?"

The golden sword boy glanced at Qin Wanwan coldly: "I just want to remind you that my senior brother can only use a good sword."

Saying that, the sound of Yan Wushuang coming back came from outside, Yan Wushuang and the jailer slapped their **** and thanked them: "Sir, just send it here, thank you, I'll treat you to eat another day..."

"Wang Ergou."

Before Yan Wushuang could finish speaking, the jailer pushed him into the cell impatiently, locked him with chains, and called out his name.

The audience was silent, the boy Jinjian turned his head, and Yan Wushuang whispered to persuade: "Junior Brother, I'm calling you."

"My name is Jinjian Boy!"

Jinjian boy blushed and corrected, the jailer repeated indifferently: "Wang Ergou."

"What is it called, what is it called!" Jinjian boy kicked open the cell door, "I'm not deaf, shut up."

Saying that, Jinjian boy walked out of the cell with a blushing face.

After the group watched him leave, they turned their eyes to Yan Wushuang.

Yan Wushuang was surrounded by five people. He swallowed his saliva and pretended to be calm: "I warn you, don't think you can scare me with too many people, just say what you want to do."

"This fellow Daoist..."

Qin Wanwan spoke carefully, and Yan Wushuang immediately signed up: "My name is Yan Wushuang."

"Oh, Fellow Daoist Yan." Qin Wanwan nodded, she said curiously, "I have some questions that I want to ask Fellow Daoist Yan."

"Ask a question? Okay." Yan Wushuang relaxed, "Give me the money."

"What do you, a monk, want so much money for?!"

Emerald couldn't help it: "Did you lose money?"

"Big sister, don't be at home. I don't know if salt and rice are expensive. Jujian Villa is such a big sect, and it depends on me to support it. I don't make a lot of money. What do my little brothers and sisters who are waiting to feed eat? Stop talking nonsense, do you do it? Business? Take two hundred spirit stones out for business."

"Two hundred?!" Nan Feng exclaimed, "Are you robbing?"

"I'm cheap," Yan Wushuang glared at Nanfeng, "One hundred is the money for you to apologize for beating my junior brother, and one hundred is the money for asking questions."

"Your junior brother is so rude," Xie Gutang frowned, "You still have the face to ask for money?"

"What are you saying, what's rude about my junior brother? He is just a little more lively and a little more talkative, but this fellow Daoist Qin on your side has beaten people up to the point that he can't even recognize her! Is she so cruel? ?"

"He stepped on my apprentice's face!" Jian Xingyi was angry when he heard this.

Yan Wushuang looked back at Jian Xingzhi and immediately asked, "Have you ever stepped on someone else's face?"

Jian Xingzhi suddenly choked, Yan Wushuang and the crowd scolded for a circle, still aggressive.

Qin Wanwan listened to him being so brave and good at fighting, and after a moment of silence, she slowly said, "I just heard that someone reported that a gang of monks had committed crimes recently and cheated by touching porcelain."

Hearing this, Yan Wushuang froze, Qin Wanwan raised her eyes calmly: "Is that you?"

"You...what are you kidding!"

Yan Wushuang's eyes dodged, Qin Wanwan nodded: "Then I'm relieved, since we're not fellow Daoists, we'll report to the officials, saying that someone touched porcelain to defraud my master, a case is a coincidence, several people reported the case together, I believe the truth will be soon It will come to light.”

After Qin Wanwan finished speaking, she turned to look at Xie Gutang: "Xie Daojun, let's go."

Xie Gutang nodded and pushed Qin Wanwan's wheelchair to leave. Yan Wushuang saw that Qin Wanwan was really going to report the case, and hurriedly stopped her: "Wait a minute! I have something to discuss, how about 100 spirit stones?"

Qin Wanwan didn't listen, and pushed her wheelchair out. Yan Wushuang was in a hurry: "Okay, no more money, write it off, don't report to the officials, what are you asking?"

"I just wanted to ask, what happened to the barren city more than a hundred years ago?"

"Major event?" Yan Wushuang thought about it and took out the wine gourd from his waist, "It's nothing major."

"Mingjing Daojun came to the barren city," Qin Wanwan observed Yan Wushuang's expression and tested him, "Isn't it a big deal? Back then, Jujian Mountain Villa was the number one sect in barren city. You don't know this kind of thing, right?"

Hearing this, Yan Wushuang paused. After a while, he laughed: "What do you want to ask? Daojun Mingjing was the lord of the ghost town. The gourd took a sip, "How can I know this little scoundrel?"

"What about Chunsheng's mentality?"

Qin Wanwan frowned: "How can you do this?"

"I want to ask you about this," Yan Wushuang raised his eyes, "How can you know this kind of mind?"

"This is my teacher's mentality," Jian Xingzhi stared at Yan Wushuang, "I can't tell you today, don't think of this door."

"Okay," Yan Wushuang sighed and could only answer, "I learned this by stealing."

"Who did you learn from?" Jian Xingzhi frowned.

Yan Wushuang took a sip of wine and said the truth: "Mingjing Daojun."

Jian Xingzhi was stunned when he heard the words, and Yan Wushuang turned to look at them: "What's the problem?"

"Then, you don't know about the news that Daojun Mingjing is here. What does he have to do with the ancestor of the Ning family? Do you know that?"

Seeing that Yan Wushuang was unwilling to answer these questions, Qin Wanwan asked a question that most cultivators knew. Yan Wushuang sneered when she heard this: "Who doesn't know this? Daojun Mingjing, whose real name is Ning Yanzhi, is the Ning family. The ancestor's—" Yan Wushuang dragged his tone, everyone looked at him, Yan Wushuang said softly, "My grandson."

Everyone was stunned, only Emerald stood on the spot, which is not surprising.

Yan Wushuang looked surprised when she saw their stunned expressions: "No way? You don't know, right? Lin Yanzhi is the son of the ancestor of the Ning family, that is, the current patriarch Ning Wenxu, who is under the same song girl outside. The illegitimate child. But he was not in the Ning family when he was born, so outsiders don't think he is from the Ning family."

"Why is he not in Ning's?"

Qin Wanwan asked, Yan Wushuang was inexplicable: "How would I know about such a private matter?"

"Is there any other news you know? A hundred years ago, apart from Daojun Mingjing, what else was there?"

"Gone."

Yan Wushuang spread her hands, Qin Wanwan wanted to ask again, but she heard Yan Wushuang ask back: "You have asked me so many questions, I should ask you a question."

"What do you want to ask?"

Qin Wanwan frowned, Yan Wushuang looked at Jian Xingzhi, and then at Qin Wanwan: "The barren city has not come to outsiders for many years, you have come all the way to the barren city, and you want to become a gentleman's sword again. The greatest advantage of the gentleman's sword is that you can see Wuyou. Young Master, ask him a question, what do you want to do after all this trouble?"

"Save people." Qin Wanwan answered truthfully.

Yan Wushuang took a deep breath and raised his hand to applaud: "It turns out that the Bodhisattva is alive, I really admire it. I don't know who I want to save?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Jian Xingzhi countered with Yan Wushuang's words, Yan Wushuang stared at Qin Wanwan, but asked, "Could it be the ancestor of the Ning family who I mentioned just now?"

Everyone was silent, and at this moment, the loud voice of the jailer rang out: "Jian Xingzhi!"

Having said that, the jailer took the boy Jinjian back to the cell. The boy Jinjian had a bad temper, kicked the door open, and sat in.

He savagely gouged out one of Jian Xing's eyes: "Go get trained!"

Jian Xingzhi sneered, stood up, and followed the jailer out.

Yan Wushuang stretched, and when Qin Wanwan looked up, she saw a few strange lines on his collarbone.

She saw that the lines were a bit familiar, but she couldn't remember them for a while, and she was worried about Jian Xingzhi, so she didn't think much about it, and followed Jian Xingzhi out.

As soon as he heard that he was going to write a letter of guarantee, Jian Xingzhi was furious. Qin Wanwan held him back: "Master, calm down, I'm going back to take medicine!"

Thinking that Qin Wanwan was injured to pick him up, Jian Xingzhi finally had a good conscience and endured it.

Resisting the dog's temper, he wrote a letter of guarantee, and Jian Xingzhi was going to push Qin Wanwan's wheelchair. He didn't want Xie Gutang to have taken a step forward and was already standing behind Qin Wanwan.

Jian Xingzhi's movements were in vain, he was stunned for a while, and then he realized that he had asked Xie Gutang to push a wheelchair to protect Qin Wanwan from the beginning.

He scratched his head a little irritably and walked out.

Qin Wanwan was pushed by Xie Gutang, combing Yan Wushuang's conversation all the way, and her mind was full of the last tattoo that she saw.

She didn't read all the tattoos, but she always felt a little familiar. She thought about it, approached the door, and suddenly realized—

It's Silent Mountain.

The lines on Yan Wushuang's body are Jishan's brushwork!

When she realized this, she felt a little uneasy. She didn't dare to let people see it. She restrained her excitement and asked everyone: "Everyone, go back to sleep first, I'm tired today."

"I'll take you back to your room."

Xie Gutang didn't think much, pushed Qin Wanwan to the room, and Jian Xingzhi habitually followed: "Have you given the medicine? I'll give it to you."

"No need," Qin Wanwan suddenly remembered something, "Master, you are also tired today, rest first, I'll ask Big Brother Xie to help."

Jian Xingzhi paused, watching Xie Gutang push Qin Wanwan into the room, and realized for the first time that he seemed to be pushed away by Qin Wanwan.

He was at a loss for a while, and 666 quickly reassured him: "Master, the lady is worried about your injury. She doesn't want to make you tired, so she deliberately gives the work to others! She really thinks of you!"

"Oh," Jian Xingzhi returned to his senses and nodded, "you're right, she must be worried about being a teacher. Just give them a chance to develop their relationship!"

With that said, Jian Xingzhi walked to his room, and as he walked, he couldn't help but glance at Qin Wanwan's room.

After entering the room, he immediately rushed to the wall between Qin Wanwan's room and put his ear on it.

Xie Gutang pushed Qin Wanwan into the room, and as soon as she entered, she heard Qin Wanwan say, "Brother Xie, don't leave yet, I have something to ask."

Xie Gutang stopped and watched Qin Wanwan raise her hand to set the barrier.

As soon as the barrier was clothed, Jian Xingzhi couldn't hear anything.

He was stunned for a moment, and his heart felt cold for a while.

Qin Wanwan made a barrier? Did she find him eavesdropping? Why did she make a barrier? What does she have that he can't know?

For a moment, I remembered the cruel scene in my dream that I was expelled from Xie Gutang by Xie Gutang, and Qin Wanwan and Qin Wanwan were facing each other across the gate in the heavy rain, and the cruel scene was so close to the horizon, Jian Xing's heart trembled.

He sat at the table in a daze, picked up the cold tea in the morning, and took a sip.

It can be described as bitter and cold, through the heart, the heart is flying.

And Qin Wanwan was in the room, looking at Xie Gutang, and lowered her eyes: "Brother Xie, I want to ask, have you been to the site of the ghost town in the deserted city a hundred years ago?"

"One hundred years ago," Xie Gutang thought for a while, "I was still in retreat in the world of life and death, where there was nothing to do with the outside world, so I didn't know many things."

"Then, Yan Wushuang, do you think I have the confidence to deal with him?"

Xie Gutang shook his head: "First-class master, you are alone, I am afraid it is impossible."

"Then what about you?" Qin Wanwan raised her eyes.

Xie Gutang thought for a while and nodded, "Yes."

"I want to ask Brother Xie for one thing," Qin Wanwan remembered the pattern on Yan Wushuang's collarbone, and her parents who were missing, and said firmly, "I want to capture Yan Wushuang alive, I want to ask him something."

Xie Gutang nodded. He was used to not asking many questions, but after thinking about it this time, he couldn't help but asked, "Is it okay to tell the seniors about this?"

If he could, the drudgery shouldn't be his turn.

Qin Wanwan paused, then coughed lightly, "No need."

There is no need to say anything about Silent Mountain.

lest he suddenly know that she is the Lady of the Still Mountain.

If the people from the immortal world know that she has become his apprentice, she will not be able to lose this person.

After all, she was twice his age, and the two-hundred-year-old girl who was born with an immortal body and a high-ranking Jillian Mountain girl worshipped a one-hundred-year-old Leng Touqing as her teacher.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Qin Wanwan: "I have a big plan right now, and I focus on my career."

Jian Xingzhi: "I also have a big plan now, and I want to break this wall."