Surprise Hotel

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the grilled fish sizzled with oil.

The sunset glow is golden and the fish is golden.

Little by little on the river returned to the crow.

With such a beautiful scene on a good day, if there is another pot of sake, it will be even more wonderful.

Lu Xing turned the fish over, "Those people in black are all people who leave the flower palace?"

Xia Nuo nodded.

Lu Xing suddenly remembered something.When he first left the inn, there was a faint sound of piano in the bamboo forest, presumably from the lord of the Lihua Palace.As for the dart he caught, it should be because the other party wanted to give the people of the six major factions a threat.Lu Xing lost his backhand, but inadvertently caused a big battle.

"You have been here longer than me. Can you tell me what the current martial arts is like?"

"In that "Surprise Forbidden Classic-Sword God Cang", some world backgrounds are recorded. I think you already know it. The six schools are: Tibetan Sword School, Wudang School, Kunlun School, Emei School, Huashan School , Kongtong School. In addition to the six major schools, there are two other organizations independent of the Wulin League: one is the Lihua Palace I used to undercover; the other is the newly-emerged Nether Cult. People in the arena also call it...Magic."

"Which school does the Sword God belong to?" Lu Xing asked curiously, "There are so many people who want to get his relics, and they want to be a super master."

"The sword god martial arts is No. 1 in the world, he has no discipline, and he likes to be alone, he has a very personal character. It is a pity that he died very suddenly.

"This is too bizarre." Lu Xing felt incredible.

"Amidst the rivers and lakes, there is still a little gossip about the sword god..." Xian Nuo's tone became more subtle.

"What gossip?"

"The lord of Lihua Palace, Li Hentian, is the lover of the sword god Baili Yanran."

"There is such a thing!"

"That woman is an infatuated kind. She doesn't want to believe that Baili Yanran is really dead. She desperately snatches the sword god's relics, trying to find some clues. After the first war in the inn, I am afraid she will become a public enemy of martial arts."

"We stole the sword book, aren't we also the public enemy of the martial arts?" Lu Xing smiled bitterly.

Xianuo was silent, saying that he could not refute it.

"It's hard to protect yourself, you just leave others alone. Anyway, they are also dignified palace masters and control one power. And we are weak in power, I'm afraid the next road will be difficult..." Lu Xing raised Skewers of fish, "The fish is grilled, come and eat."

Xia Nuo touched the nearly dried clothes, pulled them off the shelf and put them on, and sat down beside him.A fish is cut off in the middle, head and tail separated.

"It smells so good!" Xia Nuo held the fish's tail and gnawed with relish.

Night fell gradually.This beautiful place was replaced by another ghostly face.

In the depths of the forest, eagles, birds and monsters passed through, and the waters became pitch black and deep.There is no moon tonight, the sky is shrouded in dark clouds, and the two bright bonfires on the shore are the only light.

There is no shop in front of the village, and it takes at least dozens of miles to get to the town.Tonight, I'm afraid I can only sleep in this wilderness.

Lonely man and widow grove.

The atmosphere is a bit weird.

The two sat by the fire and talked a lot about the past, until late at night, the forest was quiet, and the wood was burnt with red charcoal.

When I was about to fit my clothes to sleep, there was a strange flute sound not far away.

The normal sound of the flute should have been clear and tactful, but the two heard it very dull, like the sound of mourning.

As the flute approached, a giant suddenly appeared on the water.Only after careful observation can I recognize that it is a huge painting boat.Ten white paper lanterns and a pair of white flags sway in the wind on the painting boat.The canopy of the boat was curtained down, lights were on inside, and a faint afterimage was cast on the curtain.

The sound of the flute came from there.

As the painting boat progressed, river lights were continuously released on both sides.The river lantern drifted out with the rapids and reached the front faster than the painting boat.

Lu Xing picked up a river lantern that floated to the shore, and after a little scrutiny, he was frightened and threw it back into the river.

The material is white paper and white candles, and the side of each river lantern is written with the word "Lien".

With the sound of mourning flutes resounding everywhere, and the memorial lights scattered across the river, this weird scene is really creepy.

"What's the matter?" Xianuo asked in a low voice, hiding behind Lu Xing.

"It is estimated that someone is paying homage to relatives and friends." Lu Xing said, subconsciously stepping back, away from the river.After all, this scene is really bad luck.

The painting boat moved forward slowly, and when it reached the heart of the river, it suddenly broke down and stopped.

The sound of the flute in the boat's canopy ceased, and the two of them faintly felt a sense of murderous air, rising from the boat.

"Who came from?"

Lu Xing courageously asked in a loud voice.

A low, cold voice replied, "The one who takes your life!"

The curtain on the boat's canopy was blown by the wind, and the silhouette of the human figure originally cast on it flashed, suddenly turned into a cloud shadow, and rushed toward the shore.

The pupils in Lu Xing's eyes suddenly dilated, and the nerves in his whole body were tightened in an instant.He tightly guarded Xianuo behind him, stared at the figure, and shot out with a palm.

The two palms were facing each other, and Peng Bo's power burst out, bounced the two away, and each stepped back.A spark ignited in the fire under the impact, reflecting the figure of those who came.

It was an extremely thin figure, under the white clothes as if only the skeleton was supporting it.But that face, in the dim light, can still be seen a little handsome.Among the white faces, a smile flashed by.

"I have no grievances with you, why did you act against us?"

The man sneered, "Because you took things you shouldn't take!"

The moment the fire dimmed, his figure moved again, turning the flute in his hand and attacking Lu Xing Mingmen.

Lu Xing reacted quickly and dodged. The other party pulled the flute and launched a series of attacks again, only to make a dozen moves in just a few seconds.

The phenomenon in his eyes that the attacks of others would slow down, basically disappeared.It is not that he has become weak, but that the opponent is too strong.

fast!too fast!

Lu Xing could sense that the opponent's strength was absolutely not below him. Under the intensive attack, he could only guard against it, and even had no room for counterattack.

Xia Nuo looked dazzled and worried, but couldn't help at all.

Seeing that Lu Xing was about to be forced into a blind spot, she rushed down to touch the knife, but accidentally touched the cloth bag under her feet.

The idea flashed, and Xianuo suddenly had an idea.

"Stop! Otherwise I will tear up the sword book left by the sword god!"

Sure enough, the other party accepted the move and stood in the woodland, looking at Xia Nuo steadily.

The corner of Xia Nuo's mouth raised slightly, and it seemed that the other party was really here for the sword god relic.

However, in the blink of an eye, the figure suddenly disappeared. Xia Nuo was wondering, and suddenly felt a gust of wind passing behind him, and his back instantly chilled.