Chapter 930 List

Xia Xiaoman's punch was terrifying.

Although Bi Tiexin had a straight face, Xia Xiaoman was his beloved disciple after all, with extremely high talent, so it was impossible for Xia Xiaoman to destroy the golden elixir by himself, and lose his cultivation in a lifetime.

As he talked, he wanted to frighten Xia Xiaoman, and persuaded Xia Xiaoman to give up his dynasty and go back to the mountain obediently. But Bi Tiexin didn't expect Xiaoman to be so staunch, and his Jindan cultivation base gave up as soon as he said it.

So Bi Tiexin became anxious:

"Stop the villains!"

There were many phantoms behind Bi Tiexin, and he grabbed Xia Xiaoman's hand.

And almost simultaneously,

"Junior Sister, don't be impulsive!"

Jian Nanchun appeared from the shadows, just about to stop him, but Bi Tiexin was a step behind.

It’s okay to be slow, as long as people are okay.

Jian Nanchun and Bi Tiexin looked at each other.

Jian Nanchun said helplessly: "Look, I said that Junior Sister is determined to fight for Dagan, no one can stop her."

Xia Xiaoman glared at the two of them angrily, do you think you are singing a double reed?

"Where's Lin Yi?"

At this moment, Bi Tiexin finally remembered another traitor.

Jian Nanchun shook his head: "I don't know either, but master, you can rest assured, Junior Sister has made up her mind this time, and Junior Brother Lin will not be able to stop her coming."

He didn't dare to say that junior brother Lin Yi was secretly helping with this matter, lest the master take his anger out on him.

When Bi Tiexin heard this, he was very speechless to Jian Nanchun's narration, and always felt that his disciple unconsciously spoke in a tone similar to Lin Yi's. After feeling depressed, Bi Tiexin flicked his sleeves, creating a crack in the air on the ground.

He took a deep breath and turned his back to Xia Xiaoman.

"From today onwards, Xia Xiaoman, the 22nd generation disciple of Discipline Mountain, will be expelled from the Heavenly Sword Sect. Attack, everyone will be punished!"

Xia Xiaoman was taken aback when she heard the words, two lines of tears fell from the corners of her eyes, she knelt deeply on the ground again, and performed the last master-student gift to Bi Tiexin, saying in a trembling voice:

"Xia Xiaoman is unfilial, unfaithful, unrighteous,

Thanks to my mentor for his hard work and teaching. "

She knelt down for an incense stick of time.

When I looked up again, there was no one in front of the tent.

...

...

After leaving the Shenwu Army barracks.

Jian Nanchun and Bi Tiexin walked in the night sky with their swords in front of each other.

Seeing the master's latissimus dorsi becoming more and more blessed, Jian Nanchun sighed softly: "Master, you are still soft-hearted."

"snort."

Bi Tiexin was in front, and snorted coldly: "Find out Lin Yi quickly, that traitor dares to do such a thing, and the master will definitely not forgive him lightly."

Jian Nanchun muttered: "I don't know where Junior Brother Lin Yi is..."

"If you don't know, you have to know!" Bi Tiexin snorted again: "I thought that Lin Yi and you would be able to lure out the traitor inside the gate by leaving, but unexpectedly, the traitor was so calm and remained motionless inside the Tianjian Gate. "

"What if the traitor doesn't exist at all?"

Bi Tiexin turned around and took a deep look at Jian Nanchun:

"In another hundred years, Yan Fuzhou will open an altar to discuss Buddhism in Nanzhan Buzhou. With this event, Mo Luo Temple, Tianjianmen, Yan Fuzhou, and all the hermits of Taoist sects in the world will gather in Nanzhan Buzhou, the small Guanyin Mountain, to discuss important matters of Taoism. At that time, it will be a grand gathering rarely seen in the millennium in Taoism. Many of our elders will also gather in Nanzhan Buzhou. If the traitors in the sect are not eliminated, the elders will come out together I am empty inside, and I am afraid that something will go wrong.”

"What's important? What's important?"

Jian Nanchun really didn't know this.

"Hmph, in the past five hundred years, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth has gradually declined. A hundred years later, the Taoist gathering in Nanzhan Buzhou will focus on discussing this matter, finding out the reason, and finding a way to make up for it."

A hundred years...

When Jian Nanchun heard this, he curled his lips. He is only in his thirties and forties, and what happens a hundred years from now sounds like a long time away.

The secular world and the Taoist world are so far away that they look like two worlds.

When the secular world was devastated by the flames of war, the Heavenly Sword Sect was already anxious about the reunion a hundred years later.

visible,

No matter how chaotic the secular world is, it cannot enter the eyes of monks.

The monks are fighting for longevity, fighting for the future, and seeking transcendence. It doesn't matter who is the emperor of the Daqian Dynasty, and who lives or dies.

...

...

south.

Jingnan City.

Yellow leaves all over the sky.

The autumn wind is bleak.

It's another autumn.

In Zhennan Prince's Mansion, Xia Xingchen set up an elegant seat in the courtyard, two seats were covered with futons, he sat on one seat, and the opposite side was empty.

In the private seat, Xia Xingchen moved gracefully, brewed a pot of old-fashioned tea, and there were two cups on the table, and he was drinking alone.

King Zhennan withdrew all the guards from the courtyard in advance.

Looking at this appearance, it seems that he is waiting for someone, but it seems that he is not.

After Xia Xingchen finished making the first pot of tea and drank three cups alone, a hoarse and sullen voice suddenly came from behind him.

"I haven't seen you for four years, but Nan Wang is still as handsome as ever."

Xia Xingchen was shocked.

He seemed to be sipping tea, but in fact, his energy and energy were brought to the extreme.

He just wanted to try if he could find "that person" under the condition of high mental tension.

Unfortunately, he failed.

This person came and went without a trace, just like in the past.

No……

It should be said that compared with him who made trouble in Jingnan City back then, he was even more terrifying.

Xia Xingchen's hand holding the purple sand teacup trembled slightly, partly out of fear and partly out of joy.

"Sir, please take a seat."

Xia Xingchen's trembling fingers stopped shaking very soon. He smiled slightly, and without looking back, he gestured in front of him. His behavior and demeanor once again showed the calmness and arrogance that belonged to Prince Nan.

The visitor was dressed in a black robe, covering the whole body, and the robe was equipped with a wide hood. Inside the hat, under the shadow was a face with a pale bone mask. The pale mask had sharp edges and corners under the shadow, exuding a strange and cold aura. The mask was originally where the eyes would be, but there were only two dark holes left.

In the past two months, Yi Lin has been traveling on the land of Dongsheng Shenzhou due to private affairs.

He just arrived at the "ancient capital of the former, former, and former dynasties", which was once the capital of the "Great Sheng Dynasty" - Linbian City, when he finally received a call from Xia Xingchen.

After many years, King Zhennan has been secretly cherishing the contact stick given by the Apocalypse Assassin before he left.

Now, at the critical moment of the Four Kings' struggle for hegemony, he finally showed his hole card.

...

Yi Lin sat opposite Xia Xingchen, looking at the steaming tea in front of him, he laughed dryly, and pointed to the mask on his face: "There's no need for tea."

Xia Xingchen, who was about to pour tea into the opponent's cup, froze, then understood what the opponent was thinking, and nodded: "That's natural."

To drink tea, it is necessary to take off the mask. The other party hides his head and shows his tail, obviously not wanting others to know his identity.

"Kill who?"

Yi Lin was wearing the vest of the Apocalypse Assassin, and she opened her mouth to ask.

Straightforward, straightforward, and straightforward, he has the demeanor of a professional assassin.

No, he is a professional, but he has been a good man for many years.

Xia Xingchen handed over a list.

The list is densely filled with names.

Yi Lin glanced over, oh well, he called him a good guy.

Not to mention other important ministers and generals under the lord's command on the list, the orphans left by Emperor Xia Yuan, two princes, and three princesses are all on the list—including Xia Xiaoman.

The King of Zhennan has been dormant for many years and is very close to the Bodhisattva Tower;

When the rest of the feudal lords couldn't sit still and revolted, Xia Xingchen had already started recruiting troops, buying horses, stockpiling grain and casting armor four years ago, making full preparations for today's event.

now,

He showed his wolf ambition, ready to kill all the key people one by one, so as to control the world.

These characters will all be stumbling blocks on the way for King Zhennan to ascend to the throne of Human Emperor.

This list already explained everything. Without Xia Xingchen's explanation, Yi Lin already understood King Zhennan's plan. To be precise, this kind of strategy is not called a scheme, it is simple, rude and straightforward, killing key people, including those who are qualified to be of the Xia family's blood, and when all the people on the list are dead, the world will be captured.

Da Qian is still Xia Clan's Da Qian, but, from Xia Jisheng's country to Xia Xingchen's country.

On the list, Xia Xiaoman's name was marked with a striking red circle.

When Yi Lin deliberately asked about the red circle, Xia Xingchen took a deep look at Tianqi Assassin, and said calmly: "She has something in her hand, which is related to the orthodoxy of the country. Mr. Wang will take it for me."

It turned out that the picture was of the Emperor's Seal.

Pooh!

Despicable!

On the surface, Yi Lin remained calm, but deliberately squeezed the list in front of Xia Xingchen, smashing it to pieces.

Xia Xingchen frowned, and when he really wanted to ask why, Yi Lin smiled: "I wrote down the list."

Xia Xingchen frowned with joy.

But before he could finish his joy, Yi Lin shook his head: "There is no one in the world that I cannot kill. But I'm afraid... Nan Wangye can't afford this price."

Xia Xingchen had long been prepared to open his mouth to the assassin's lion. After all, many years ago, he was slaughtered for a round, and the treasure house was looted. When the other party said this, Xia Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the other party did not refuse and was willing to negotiate the price, then this matter could be discussed.

Yi Lin knew very well that Xia Xingchen wanted to kill far more than the hundred people on the list. Besides his own list, the other people Xia Xingchen wanted to kill had probably already been assigned to the Bodhisattva Building.

"If you have any requirements, sir, just ask."

"Ah,"

Yi Lin chuckled, stretched out her finger, dipped a little bit of the still steaming tea in the cup, and slowly drew an outline on the table.

——That is the outline of Dongsheng Shenzhou, and it is also the territory of Daqian.

Xia Xingchen opened his mouth slightly, and vaguely understood what the other party wanted as a reward.

really,

After drawing the outline of the Dagan Dynasty, Yi Lin dipped some more tea and "split" the Dagan from the middle, dividing it into two.

I only heard the "lion" open its bloody mouth and said with a smile: "The world is divided into two parts, the prince is half, and I am half."