Not long after Xie Bian met Li Buyu, Wu Sihai, the big brother of the Wuliang faction, somehow got the news that he wanted to host a banquet for the two of them. He wanted to show his friendship as the master of the Wuliang faction, obviously to them. The private association Song Chungui was very dissatisfied.
Song Chungui had no choice but to invite them because of his affection. Lan Chuihan was willing to meet this elder brother, but Xie Bian was too lazy to go. With his status, he didn't have to give face to a disciple regardless of his past life or present life.
"Brother Lan, you can go, I want to go to Lanxi Town to relax."
Seeing that Song Chungui hesitated to speak, Xie Bian added: "I will hide it myself, and I won't cause trouble for the real person."
Song Chungui bowed slightly: "Bai Xianjun, please do yourself."
After the two left, Xie Bian went down the mountain alone. Lanxi Town is at the foot of Diancang Peak, backed by the Wuliang Sect of Shushan Mountain. This town is very prosperous and lively. The streets are full of monks in Tsing Yi Taoist robes, and there are many foreign visitors.
Looking back, in his past and present lives, it was the first time he went out to practice alone, and he came here. The reputation of Mount Shu has spread far and wide, and it has aroused the yearning of countless cultivators. When he came to Shushan, he always took some local delicacies, or some fresh and interesting gadgets, and brought them to his mother, Xiaojiu, master, and thin candles. Sometimes I forget how simple and happy he used to be.
Xie Bian found a century-old noodle restaurant in Lanxi Town, ordered a bowl of the most famous miscellaneous sauce noodles, a few side dishes, and sat in the corner to eat.
The business of this noodle restaurant is very good. A bowl of noodles costs five renminbi, but it has vegetables and meat. It is also very delicious, and ordinary people can afford it. When foreigners come to Shushan, they all want to taste it, so here Seats are often not enough.
Xiao Er led a guest to Xie Bian's table at this time: "Xianjun, we don't have enough seats, can we make a table together?"
"Okay." Xie Bian still lowered his head to eat the noodles, and only glanced at a man in black sitting opposite him from the corner of his eye.
"Guest officer, what would you like to order?"
The man stretched out his finger to untie Bian's face.
"Okay, just wait a moment."
Xie Bian ignored it, and ate on his own. He has always disliked talking with strangers, and now he feels even more uncomfortable, and he just wants to finish eating and leave as soon as possible.
Soon, Xiao Er put an identical bowl of mixed sauce noodles on the table. The people on the opposite side also began to eat noodles, and their movements were slow. In such a market noodle restaurant, this kind of eating is quite elegant.
The two sat opposite each other in silence, each eating their own noodles.
The person on the opposite side took a few mouthfuls, then put down his chopsticks, and suddenly he said, "The taste hasn't changed over the years." This deep voice, like a cold wind sweeping through Ye Lin, was slightly hoarse, but it had its own flavor. A cold demeanor.
Xie Bian was shocked, the air in the ventricle seemed to be emptied quickly, and the hand holding the chopsticks also trembled.
this voice...
Jie Bian lowered his head stiffly, and did not raise it for a long time, but one hand was already pressed on the sword. Until the man opposite threw some broken silver on the table, got up and left.
Jie Bian put down his chopsticks tremblingly, slowly straightened his back, and raised his head at the same time.
The man was gone!
Xie Bian hesitated for a moment, grabbed his sword and chased after him.
There are many shops on the street and pedestrians are bustling. Xie Bian saw a black figure in the distance. He struggled to shuttle through the crowd and searched desperately. The man was obviously leading him intentionally or unintentionally. He neither disappeared completely nor Let him be close.
He looked at the tall figure from a distance, he had looked at this figure countless times, waiting anxiously for the other person to turn around, and use malicious eyes and vicious words to kill him. Now he holds his sword tightly, as if it is the only barrier between heaven and earth that can protect him.
Even though he only wanted to escape from this person in his heart, he still followed him without hesitation.
The man led Jie Bian all the way to the outskirts of the city.
Under a towering tree in the outskirts of the city, a man in black was standing under the tree with his back to Xie Bian. Xie Bian suppressed his panic and walked over step by step, but stopped far away, keeping a distance from him. meaningful distance.
The man turned around.
His face was covered with a black mask, revealing only two flirtatious lips and a resolute and perfect jaw, but through the holes in the mask, Jie Bian clearly saw a pair of familiar and extremely charming fox eyes.
Jie Bian's heart was torn.
It's him!
Fan Wuxi leaned his broad shoulders against the tree, raised his hands, his slender fingers caught the sides of the mask, and slowly took it off, revealing a stunningly handsome face.
He has really grown up. The outline has completely faded away from the innocence of a teenager, and turned into a stern and heroic man. The face inherited from the most beautiful woman in the world is simply a look of heaven and man, which is rarely seen in the world.
Xie Bian gasped, and put one hand on his sword.
"You haven't finished eating yet." Compared to the nervousness on the other side, Fan Wuxi looked calm and composed.
Xie Bian silently looked at the person he hadn't seen in three years. However, in just three years, he has grown taller. He has broad shoulders, a thick chest, slender and powerful legs, and lumpy muscles under his sleeves. He has completely become a The posture of the demon king. And the undercurrent and turbulent, hidden aura on him is even more frightening.
Xie Bian imagined various scenes of the two seeing each other again, all of which were tense, but none of them were so mixed with fireworks. Recalling that when he brought Fan Wuxi to Shushan, the two of them huddled together in the corner of this noodle shop to eat a bowl of miscellaneous sauce noodles. His younger brother disliked the noise here, but they still ate happily.
"What do you want to do?" After a long time, Xie Bian asked this question. In fact, he also wears a mask on his face, pretending to be a calm mask.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
"What do you want to do?" Xie Bian held the sword hand, and the joints cracked lightly due to excessive force.
"Come to see you." Fan Wuxi said as a matter of course.
"Then what."
"If I say, I just want to see you."
"You follow me."
Fan Wuxi was noncommittal.
"Since when?"
Fan Wuxi still didn't answer, but just looked at him without blinking, wanting to describe him carefully with his eyes, turned his head and rubbed it on the tip of his heart, and there was no room for mistakes, even a strand of hair.
"We have been looking for you. Only by killing you before you get the Heavenly Secret Talisman can we avoid future troubles forever."
Fan Wuxi sneered coldly: "Then what are you waiting for, why don't you make a move?"
"You suddenly appeared in front of me, what on earth are you trying to do, tell me."
"I said, I want to see you." Fan Wuxi mocked with a smile, "Could it be that you want to die?"
"Now that you see me, what then."
Fan Wuxi raised his leg and walked towards him.
Xie Bian subconsciously wanted to back away, his fear of this person had been deeply rooted in his bones. But he controlled his figure in time, and he couldn't allow himself to show any cowardice.
Fan Wuxi stood in front of Xie Bian, staring at him with dim eyes: "Did you miss me in the past three years?"
Xie Bian showed sullenness on his face. The man held his heart in one hand and asked him if he thought about himself? !
"I really miss my brother, after all..." Fan Wuxi took another step closer, looking down at Jie Bian, "You took something from me and haven't returned it yet."
As they got closer, Xie Bian felt the height of this person even more. Three years ago, the two of them had almost the same body shape, but now they are a circle taller and stronger than him, giving people an invisible oppression. He clenched his fists: "Hugh is talking nonsense."
"I'm not talking nonsense. Three years ago in Fumenghui, you borrowed the Haunting Soul Rope from me, and you haven't returned it yet."
Xie Bian said angrily: "The hook is a thing from the Underworld, a Horcrux bestowed to Master by the Great Emperor Beiyin, what right do you have to call it yours?!"
"Give it to me, it's mine." Fan Wuxi lowered his head, looked at Jie Bian with a half-smile in his eyes that tried to plunder, "Whether it was snatched by me or cheated, as long as it is in my hands Here, it’s all mine, so it’s the same for Erotica, and it’s the same for you.”
Xie Bian's face changed: "Big words are not ashamed!"
"Give me the Hook Soul." Fan Wuxi's tone was as strong as before, "Don't force me to do it."
Xie Bian drew out his sword neatly: "Do it."
Fan Wuxi sneered: "Brother is still so ignorant of current affairs, have you forgotten that the map of mountains, rivers and communities in my hand can turn Lanxi Town into the next Shen family's ancestral grave."
Xie Bian's complexion was extremely ugly, he had already guessed that Fan Wuxi would threaten him with the nearby villages and towns, and even if he knew, he had no way to deal with it, he had seen the power of the Shanhe Sheji Map twice, he couldn't figure it out To what extent Fan Wuzhen's current cultivation has reached may not be far from his previous life, otherwise, Fan Wuzhen would not have come to fetch the soul hook, he must already have the confidence to use the map of mountains and rivers to shake the Eastern Emperor Bell!
"I don't want to hurt you, but if you are disobedient...you always know the consequences of disobedience."
Jie Bian's eyes were full of resentment: "You will only threaten me with innocent people."
"Yeah." Fan Wuxi sneered, "It's interesting to say, you care about this and that, anyone can use it to threaten you, but you don't care about me alone."
"... Between you and me, it's useless to talk too much."
"What a 'talking more is useless'." Fan Wuxi stretched out his hand, "Give me the seductive rope."
Xie Bian held the Junlan sword, and his spiritual power flowed into the sword continuously, but he looked at Lanxi Town in the distance, and said coldly: "If you use the map of Shanhe Sheji, you will reveal your whereabouts, not to mention the town here. At the foot of Shushan Mountain, thousands of monks from Shushan came out, what should you do?"
"Before you caught me, Lanxi Town was gone." The quaint scroll appeared in Fan Wushi's palm, and the scroll slowly unfolded to one side. Under the light tap of Fan Wushi's fingertips, a blank picture scroll emerged After reading the map of Lanxi Town, he narrowed his dangerous eyes and stared at Jie Bian, "How?"
"Stop!" Xie Bian roared, "You will die if you do many unrighteous acts, and you will go to hell sooner or later!"
Fan Wuxi's eyes were stained with scarlet, and he smirked: "Then I will make hell disappear from now on. Hand over the hook, now."
Xie Bian closed his eyes hopelessly, he summoned the hook, and threw it to Fan Wushi.
Fan Wuxi grabbed his horcrux. Although he has never been able to use the chain scythe very well, it is a key to unlock the Yin-Yang Monument. Get the Heavenly Secret Talisman, and I will make it impossible for you to leave me again."