Surprise Hotel

Lu Xing wanted to get drunk Zhao Wuzhi, but the other party got drunk.

Xia Nuo smiled when he learned about it.

Lu Xing raised his hand and vowed that he would take off Zhao Wuji's mask.

play hard!

The two were chatting, and Li Hentian walked in slowly as the red clothes flicked the threshold.

Her complexion improved a lot, but she was still depressed.

This is also true.The sect was surrendered, and the door was almost destroyed. The relic of the sword god who had been looking for so long was taken away by the most trusted person, and he almost died.No one can be happy after such a big event.

"Li Palace Master, you haven't healed from your injury, why are you still coming to see us in person... sit down." Xia Nuo hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

Sit down and smile, "You two saved me from fire and water, I am here to thank you specially."

"It's a matter of raising your hand, what's more, hahaha!" Lu Xing said, waving his hands.

"Lu Shaoxia is too self-effacing." Li Hentian said, "I understand the real situation. It is not easy to cross the Valley of Poisonous Poison. I provoke the wolves last night and die forever. I remember this great favor. "

"As long as you are okay, and Master Zhao has contributed to this. And I found that he seems to be a bit interesting to you..." Lu Xing raised his eyebrows, his eyes were playful.

Li Hentian's expression suddenly became awkward, "Lu Shaoxia must not talk nonsense, Baili Yan is still dead, I will not like others."

"The Li Palace Master is absolutely infatuated, I know, I know." Lu Xing leaned on the chair, his arm hanging beside him swaying boredly, "I really don't know if that guy saved the world in his previous life."

"Palace Master, what are your plans for the next step?" Xianuo asked.

"No plan." Li Hentian shook his head, with an expression of irrelevance, "I have nothing now. The man is gone, the sword god relic is gone, the Lihua Palace is gone, the disciple is gone... only left. I live forever. I don’t even know how long I can last."

"Don't be so pessimistic!" Xia Nuo comforted her, "You are the majestic martial arts, the majestic Lihua Palace Master! You were not like this before, you have to cheer up, they have robbed you, you have to take come back!"

"I'm afraid it's only the intention, but the strength is insufficient." Li Hentian's eyes were sad, tears swirling in his eyes.

Lu Xing couldn't see the girl crying, so he found an excuse to go out to find out the news and leave, leaving Xia Nuo to comfort her.

The most important thing now is to figure out the whereabouts of the sword god's relics. This is not only important to Li Hentian, but even more important to them.

Their task is to personally hand over the sword god relic to the person who should obtain it, that is, the sword god descendant.

So they must get the sword god relic first.

Now the whole martial arts is in turmoil, the Fengxin who snatched the sword god's relic must find a hidden place to hide.

The rivers and lakes are so big, where can I find him...

Lu Xing bowed his head and thought as he walked, but in the atrium corridor, he almost collided with others.

Looking up, it turned out to be Zhao Wuji.

He was still wearing a black robe, his mask was changed to a new style, but he couldn't see his face as usual.

"Brother Lu, you wake up from the wine?" Zhao Wuji looked at him with a smile.

This chicken thief guy really doesn't open which pot to lift which pot.

Lu Xing cursed in his heart, with a smile on his face, nodding in bursts.

"Brother Zhao early! Is this going to... visit the Li Palace Lord?"

The woman from Li Hentian was heartbroken for Baili Yanran. At this time, Zhao Wuji sent charcoal in the snow to give her some warmth. Maybe it would be a good way to "curve and save the country".

Lu Xing deliberately brought the two together, but Zhao Wuji didn't seem to understand what he meant.

"You don't have to find her, you can tell you." Zhao Wuji said, "The spies I sent out found the body of the disciple Feng Xin from Lihua Palace ten miles away, and they have been brought back. "

"Fengxin?" Lu Xing was startled, and immediately turned and walked back, "Wait, I will call the Li Palace Master!"

A quarter of an hour later, Li Hentian, accompanied by Lu Xing and Xia Nuo, saw the body covered by a straw mat.

Zhao Wuji picked up the mat with the tip of a knife, and Feng Xin's stubborn face was exposed.

Li Hentian trembled with anger when she saw that face.

That was the person she trusted most among the disciples in the palace.

But he not only betrayed her, but also possessed her frivolously.

In the end, the indecency failed, and she ran away with her most precious things.

Now that Fengxin died tragically, Li Hentian was not surprised at all.

Damn him!

She wished that she could step forward and make up another knife to relieve her hatred.

But when Feng Xin saw the wound on her neck, most of her hatred was replaced by curiosity and doubt.

She walked forward slowly, looked closely, and found that the fatal injury was caused by a sharp sword.

"Sword wound..."

"What about the sword wound?" Zhao Wuji asked in a deep voice.

"It's Baili Yanran's sword." Li Hentian was shocked, "He died under Baili Yanran's sword!"

"Didn't you say that the sword god's relics were taken away by him? Then when the body was found, did the sword god relics be found?" Lu Xing asked.

"Except for a corpse, nothing was found." Zhao Wuji replied.

"If the sword was in Fengxin's hands at that time, then he would really be a master at taking the sword and killing people who were killed in one go," Lu Xing judged.

"And this is not the sword's edge against the flesh, but the sword energy!" Li Hentian said, the more excited, "I guess, Baili Yanran may be alive! He has been hiding in the dark and watching, knowing Fengxin I took something away, so I took it back and killed him! It must be like this!"

"Li Palace Lord, people can't come back from death, so you still don't have too much illusions. If he really isn't dead, why didn't he stand up when you were so wronged and almost tainted by the wind?" Xia Nuo persuaded."Actually, it doesn't matter if he really dies. People are always mortal. You can't keep his belongings for a lifetime, so you still have to look forward and want to drive."

"I think Miss Xia made sense." Zhao Wuji suddenly agreed.

When Lu Xing saw this, he also said, "Yes, time can dilute everything, when the newcomers are better than the old. There are so many men in the world, why not hang on a tree, and there is a better candidate in front of you. !"

As he spoke, he tried to wink at Zhao Wuji.

But when Li Heng Tianquan couldn't see it, he flicked his sleeve and said angrily, "You don't understand at all!"

Well, I'm busy again.

Lu Xing secretly sighed, it seemed almost impossible for this woman to get out of emotional pain.Maybe her character is the heroine of the miserable drama, she doesn't have to worry about it too much.

"I will ask people to continue to investigate the whereabouts of the sword god's relics." Zhao Wuji said.

With gratitude in his eyes, Li Hentian nodded, "Then there will be Master Lao Zhao."

"How does Li Palace Master want to deal with this corpse?" Zhao Wuji asked, "After all, he is a disciple in your palace. I have no right to dispose of it at will. I have to listen to Li Palace Master's wishes."

Li Hentian turned to look at the corpse on the ground, gritted his teeth, and said with a gloomy face, "Throw into the valley and feed the wolf."