Wear the villain quickly, I’ll grab this queen

Although Wei Zhimo felt that Yan Zibo could be trusted, it would be better to take Miao Zhuman with him to Nanlu when he took an old beggar with him.

It was fun to talk and laugh along the way, and it was also energetic when climbing up the cliff.

He hurriedly waved his hands and said:"Forget it, I have already troubled you Gang Leader Yan too much yesterday. This is my Lingxu Sect's matter. You, Gang Leader Yan, should not get involved, lest Master finds out about it and Zhimo will be punished again.

" At this point, I believe it’s hard for the old beggar to persist.

Yan Zibo grinned, tilted his head and scratched the back of his head, and said with a bitter look on his face:"That's it... wait until I Feige passes the letter to my elder brother, and let's hear what he decides!"

When Wei Zhimo heard this, he felt a little unhappy..

Although Zhao Shanren has such a relationship with him, he cannot interfere with his actions like this.

Going to Nanlu to seize the sword is a matter for Lingxu Sect. What does it have to do with Zhao Shun?

So he said:"Zhi Mo came down the mountain this time just to act on the orders of his master. All actions are under the command of his master! The master has explained before that this matter must be done secretly. Therefore, it is better not to bother Brother Beggar Gang and Zhao You're a good man! Let's just say goodbye to Zhimo!"

I thought to myself that it would be better to leave quickly and stay in this ruined temple again, maybe someone will show up soon.

Now Zhao Shanren is related to Lingxuzi. If there is another brother who is his adoptive father's brother, he will be more restricted by then.

Yan Zibo stared at Wei Zhimo, shook his head slightly, and sighed:"Ah! Thirteen years have passed so fast. The old beggar Wei is also very pleased that Wei Shaoxia can achieve what he is today.

" Zhimo's heart suddenly tightened: How could this old beggar say these words?

Could it be that he had seen himself thirteen years ago?

Yan Zibo then said with concern:"The old beggar knows that you are going to Nanlu this time for Ding to remonstrate with the Dragon Divine Sword! But you have to be careful in everything and don't show off. That hundred-foot cliff, even my elder brother's skill, It's a bit difficult to climb up, not to mention there's a monster up there with weird kung fu! It's unparalleled!"

Wei Zhimo shook his head nervously, not knowing whether to be grateful or disdainful.

Yan Zibo's expression became more and more exaggerated.

"According to rumors in the world, strange things have happened frequently on Nanlu in recent years. But the old beggar knew that the monster was responsible.

Wei Zhimo was extremely puzzled and had to ask:"Gang Leader Yan, what's wrong with that weirdo?"

Yan Zibo said:"Maybe it's the magic sword that shows its power, that's also possible." It is said that the shadow of the sword on the top of the mountain is erratic from time to time, like thunder and lightning, which can be seen ten miles away; the sound of the dragon's roar can also be heard ten miles away. Such a master, such a magical weapon, the old beggar has been around for more than thirty years, but he has never heard of it."

"Also... Nanlu is a place of right and wrong, full of weirdness. So... Wei Shaoxia, no matter whether you are successful or not, you must go east when you return. The old beggar is waiting for news about you in Zhuzhuang... You must not go in the other three directions.!"

Zhuzhuang?

Wei Zhimo was stunned again, and suddenly remembered Du Chenxue, the football ball.

He said that he would thank Zhuzhuang's benefactor for the meal.

At this moment, could he have arrived at Zhuzhuang?

Qianzhou The provincial capital is located on the south side of Nanlu. When going from Qianzhou to Nanlu, you naturally enter from the north side of Nanlu.

It was fine when you went there, but when you came back, you naturally had to turn back to the north.

Why did the old beggar do this? Tell yourself to retreat to Zhuzhuang in the east?

"Leader Yan, are there some master monsters to the west and south of Nanlu? But Gang Leader Yan can rest assured, Zhimo can hunt wild boars with his bare hands when he is five years old. Even if there are any monsters, Zhimo will not be afraid!"

Yan Zibo shook his head and sighed again:"Young Master Wei, your sword Gui Chou is currently only at 70% level. Ordinary second- and third-rate warriors are naturally no match for you, but you have to know that there are mountains outside the mountains and there is a sky outside. , the most taboo thing for us warriors is to be arrogant……"

Wei Zhimo was unhappy again:"Gang Leader Yan, Zhimo is not arrogant! You and Zhao Shanren are both idols that Zhimo worships!"

Yan Zibo smiled awkwardly, and instantly returned to his serious expression

"The old beggar will tell you that there is a village called Eagle Mountain to the west of Nanlu. There is a family named Yang who has good sword skills with a knife that screams and kills."

"The knife screams for life? So awesome! Yan

Zibo smiled bitterly and said:"The so-called knife whistling for life, that is, when the scimitar makes a sound, it will demand the lives of everyone. Such peerless sword skills can be compared with Gui Chou, a sword.""

Wei Zhimo sneered, thinking that it would be a good thing to have the chance to meet him.

Yan Zibo added:"And to the south of Nanlu, there is a deserted valley, and there is a group of bandits who kill without batting an eye. Although the young hero is not afraid, why should he cause trouble in the world and cause trouble in the world? It will be detrimental to his return to Nanlu!"

Wei Zhimo bit his lower lip and wondered in his heart. He had lived in Nanlu for five years. When he was a child, he followed his master Yu Guangming to travel around the world. Why didn't he know about the things in Nanlu that Yan Zibo mentioned? Woolen cloth?

"So...what about the north? Isn't it the direction of Qianzhou Province?"

Wei Zhimo asked this question, and Yan Zibo became more and more anxious.

"What Wei Shaoxia doesn't know is that there are many Jianghu sects who are secretly going to the south. The north is the only way. If you meet those people on the way,……"

Wei Zhimo understood immediately.

If he really returns the way he came with the Jianlong Divine Sword, he will naturally be discovered by various factions in the world.

Then there is the endless pursuit!

Yan Zibo is indeed kind-hearted.

Yan Zibozi paused and suddenly said:"By the way, I almost forgot, if you go from the direction of Qianzhou, you are on the north side of Nanlu, but if you go up to Nanlu, it is best to go up from the west.……"

"why?"

Wei Zhimo was very curious. It felt like Yan Zibo often ran to Nanlu, trying to figure it out.

Yan Zibo was anxious and was caught off guard by Wei Zhimo's question, so he said smoothly:"Because the west side of Nanlu is better than the other three. The directions are easy to walk, and there is a gentle slope directly to the mountainside of the southern foothills.……"

Wei Zhimo was stunned for a moment, then asked:"Gang Leader Yan is very familiar with Nanlu. Do you often go to Nanlu from time to time? Do you know that there is a Wangzhuang in the north of Nanlu?……"

"ah?"

Yan Zibo's expression suddenly changed, and his expression was very messy.

Wei Zhimo did not give Yan Zibo a chance to breathe, and continued:"It is said that Wangzhuang is a very large village at the foot of the mountain to the north of Nanlu. Gang leader Yan won't let me go to the north, because there are some mysterious masters hiding in the village? Yan

Zibo shook his head very close and stared at Wei Zhimo with a strange look on his face. He rolled his eyes and followed Wei Zhimo's words:"Yes!" There used to be a village called Wangzhuang there, but it was not big! And... alas! Wangzhuang was massacred more than ten years ago. A fire destroyed a good village, and more than 30 people in the village were killed in the flames.……"

He raised his head, stared at Wei Zhimo with his eyes, and uttered four words one after another:"No...one...lucky...avoided."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Wei Zhimo stared at Zhao Shun's old back and unsteady steps, and narrowed his eyes.

He staggered his teeth, hoarse his voice, and spat out four words one by one:"That! No! One! Definitely!"