“你若被人发现一身邪功,你信不信没几天就会众叛亲离,即便不离不弃者,亦会受你拖累,郁郁而死,不得善终!”

"The prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain that you can't climb. Even if they pretend that it doesn't matter now, it's because they need you. When the weather calms down, everything will return to its original state."

"Just means righteousness, evil means evil, we never stand together!!"

"This blood debt cannot be paid off!"

"What sword immortal, it's funny, it's so funny. You can't even pull out the sword?"

"Oh~~ You can pull it out, but so what? It's just a sword played by a three-year-old child, hahahahahaha!"

"Don't be a sword immortal anymore. Are the magic skills not good now? What kind of skills do you think you are practicing!!!?"

"Xia Xuan, who do you think you are?!"

"Xia Xuan, what are you doing now?!!"

Countless sharp roars, questioning, and teasing sounded in the void, as if countless existences were talking, but they formed a tide of sound, rolling down from all directions, slapped towards him, making him in this fierce tide of anger.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw a blood-colored moon hanging above his head like a pupil.

Click!

The void world suddenly stopped, shattered, and the picture dissipated.

Xia Xuan opened his eyes suddenly and gasped like suffocation. It was this dream again.

The carriage had stopped and Heyu Mountain had arrived.

He rubbed his forehead, threw away the cold sweat on his forehead, turned his head and saw the folding fan on the side, grabbed it, walked out of the carriage, and shook it open in the wind, revealing the four big words "Xiaoyao and Wuyou" written in the painting of the foreigner.

As a talented man, Zhou Henjiu was naturally prepared. He shook the folding fan and revealed the four words "Invincible".

So, Xia Xuan was in front, Zhou Hen was on the right, and Su Qingmeng ran to the left of Brother Xia Xuan, rubbing his hands gently, looking very cold.

Xia Xuan looked at the cold weather and Su Qingmeng was a little weak, so he said, "Put your hand in my pocket, my pocket is warm."

Su Qingmeng looked at the young master in surprise and whispered: "Men and women will not be able to share their feelings..."

Xia Xuan looked at Zhou Henjiu and said, "Fatty, are you cold?"

Zhou Henjiu nodded.

Xia Xuan said: "Come on, I'll lend you."

Zhou Henjiu smiled and put away the "invincible" folding fan, inserted his hand into Xia Xuan's pocket, and turned his face from time to time, winking at the Su family's little daughter.

Su Qingmeng stamped her feet and said, "Fatty, what are you showing off?"

Zhou Henjiu smiled and said, "Do you think about it?"

Su Qing dreamed of saying "I don't want it", but when she thought about it carefully, she still thought about it, but after all, men and women are defensive and the courtesy is unbreakable, so she snorted and turned her head away.

...

With the climb of the young men and ladies from various families, more than 300 guards began to arrange defense lines in the pavilion at the entrance of the mountain.

It is not easy to arrange it tightly.

Fortunately, although Heyu Mountain is big, the mountain where the talented men and women chose to hold the "Full Moon Poetry Festival" is a lonely peak. There is a small manor on the top of the peak. The owner is one of the many "little masters", so the defense is relatively simple.

Although these more than 300 guards were brought from different families, they quickly tacitly formed two fixed guard points in front of and behind the mountains. Then, according to a group of five people, a total of twenty-one groups were assigned, and three shifts were served, and four hours were sent to patrol the surrounding area.

Although the country has good public security, they will not be too relaxed and they need to do everything they should do.

After finishing, I looked up and down the mountain road, and there were only a few small figures still climbing.

The mountain top...

Very cold.

But what is cold?

The person who should show off is still showing off.

Who is pretending?

Is it still natural for talented men and women to behave without showing off?

However, among the crowd, the most eye-catching one is the young master of the Xia family.

I saw the young master in white dress sitting in the moon-looking pavilion outside the manor.

He held the "Spring and Autumn" in his left hand and grabbed the "free and worry-free" folding fan in his right hand, fanning it slowly, in an impeccable manner.

The fat man unfolded his "invincible" folding fan and sat not far away, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, his eyebrows jumped from time to time, immersed in the golden swords and iron horses.

The daughter of the Su family took out a flute like a magic trick, placed it on her knees, and then closed her eyes in a quiet posture, as if listening to the sound of nature, looking for the feeling of playing the flute.

This full moon poetry meeting gathered many talented men and women from many places, with a total of nearly 200 people, and naturally it was not just the capital of the country.

Everyone knows each other, but they are not that familiar with each other. Although their identities are somewhat above and below, they will be blurred with their respective relatives.

How to determine the position?

Of course it depends on the style.

Monsanto was upright, upright, and too upright. When he came to such a place, he was a little isolated and helpless, but he had to come because this was the future upper-level circle of Shu Kingdom, and this was an important source of contacts.

Although he is upright, he is not stupid. It is obvious that this "full moon poetry meeting" has a state of competition. For example, the "Southern School" is confronting the "Northern School", and the talented and talented women in "Shanshoucheng" are confronting the talented and talented women in "Yangsang City"...

And the "national capital" naturally has its own faction.

Not only that, the "Capital" faction seems to be at a disadvantage in this invisible competition.

Meng Shan even more realized that he really could not perform anything in such a place, but his face was real. He looked at the white-clothed young master sitting high in the moon pavilion, and could only silently wish this ignorant young master, who could still have some talent.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that although the young master sat high in the Moon Watching Pavilion and had never walked around, he was vaguely the leader of the "National Capital Sect".

He was not defeated,

No matter how bad the country's capital is, it will not be defeated.

But if he loses anyone,

Then the entire capital was completely lost?

So, Meng Shan couldn't help but leaned towards Xia Xuan, and looked on tiptoe and found that Xia Xuan was actually watching "Spring and Autumn"...

His heart suddenly became like a wild dog, and he became manic.

It's over, it's over, this is too much to pretend. Look at the "Spring and Autumn"... Although it is an ancient book, it is still brand new. Obviously, it doesn't make much changes. If someone asks questions and can't answer them, it's really embarrassing.

Monsan was about to remind him, but found that it was too late.

A handsome young man with two talented men and a talented woman had already walked from afar and stepped into the moon-watching pavilion.

Meng Shan recognized that the person in charge was Lin Haoru, the famous talented man in the second largest capital of Shu Kingdom, "Yangsang City".

This person is really capable. Qiu Kaoli was in high school a few days ago, and even if he met, he might not be able to beat him.

And the three behind Lin Haoru are also talented women famous in "Yangsangcheng".

This is the restaurant where Kicking Guodu is here.

The four of them walked to the moon-watching pavilion, carrying an invisible murderous aura.

This murderous aura rushed straight to the young master in white who was watching "Spring and Autumn".

However, the young master was calm and calm.

One of the talented men glanced at the folding fan in the young master's hand and was about to "squirt", but another talented man beside him whispered: "That's the inscription by Ouyang Zuiweng."

The talented man hurriedly shut up.

Lin Haoru was observing, and his eyes were striking and he had already noticed the same information as Monsanto.

His eyes lit up. Since "Spring and Autumn" is still new, then this young master naturally has never read it much. Moreover, he has the reputation of being ignorant in China, so this is even more certain.

So he showed a charming smile, as if he had walked here accidentally, and seemed to have seen Xia Xuan reading, and asked, "Young Master still understands "Spring and Autumn"?"

Xia Xuan raised his head slightly and replied: "I understand a little."
Chapter completed!