Turn right in an alley called Sanheli, walk to the end of the alley, and push open the slightly old wooden door, which is the courtyard where he has lived for several years.

The area of ​​this courtyard is very small, only about a meter in size, but it is very clean. The ground is covered with white stones. A green pine tree that is less than human height is planted among the white stones, which is beautiful between the gray walls and black eaves.

The courtyard is surrounded by the Tianshu Temple in Matsumachi, which is very quiet. Apart from the bells twice in the morning and evening, there is no noise.

It can be said that this courtyard is the best building in Matsucho, but not many people know about it.

Xuanyuan Po walked past the white stone floor, came to the wooden floor in front of the house, sat down, took off his shoes, and changed into a pair of clean white socks.

Before entering the house, he looked at the pile of firewood beside the door.

The pile of firewood is not high, but it is very neat. If you look closely, you will even find that the length, thickness and thickness of each firewood are almost exactly the same.

Xuanyuan Po was silent for a while, and reached out to slowly pull out an iron stick from the pile of firewood.

The iron stick has no edges, let alone sharpness, and looks very ordinary.

In fact, it is a sword.

No matter how you rank the 100-device list, this sword will definitely rank in the top ten.

Who would have thought that the legendary Shanhai Sword is now in a small courtyard in the slums of Baidi City, and is randomly inserted into a pile of firewood by the owner?

Although the treatment at the National Education College was similar, it had to bear the oil smoke in the kitchen and even had to be responsible for stabbing the charcoal fire in the stove.

Xuanyuan Po carried the iron sword and pushed the door and walked into the room.

The area in the house is also very small, with a small table and a few futons placed there, and a paper door in the middle, across the living place.

Xuanyuan Po looked at the paper door, tightened his left hand holding the iron sword slightly, his breathing was still calm, but his expression became extremely solemn.

The paper door is very thin, not to mention using Shanhai Sword, with his strong body, he is afraid that he can blow it down with a breath.

What exactly is he alert to? He is even vaguely afraid?

Suddenly, a voice came from the paper door.

"I don't know who you are. Since you can sense our existence as soon as you enter the courtyard, you must be a practitioner. Please come in and talk. ē

Xuanyuan Po looked at the paper door without a surprise expression and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

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The other side of the paper door.

The room is a little dark, and occasionally the light from the flying chariot in the sky falls through the high windows, illuminating for a moment.

There was some blood left on the wall, and there was a hint of golden color between them, but there was no fluctuation of breath.

A Taoist nun sat against the wall, with a pretty face and no age. She was full of anger in her eyebrows, but her eyes were filled with fear.

A scholar sat beside her, with a slightly pale face but a calm expression.

It was the unique red and infinitely blue. If Mrs. Mu had not maintained the ban on the sky above Baidi City and the black robe would have been responsible for covering the secrets of heaven, it would be difficult for them to escape alive today. Even so, they were still seriously injured under the men of the two angels and paid a huge price.

Hearing the strange Hong's words, Wuqiongbi was very shocked and angry and said, "Why don't you kill him quickly? Let him come in!"

"Since you are the master here, there is no reason why you are rejected by your guests."

Bianyanghong looked at the figure on the paper door and said calmly: "We can't move and can't come out to greet us. Please come in."

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Listening to these two sentences, Xuanyuan Po was silent for a while, and carried the iron sword to push open the paper door.

The first thing he saw was a pile of crystal stones on the ground, two small towers and several spiritual woods.

It is obvious that this is a formation that can ensure that there is no trace of breath in the formation and will not be discovered.

Then he looked up at the two people sitting against the wall.

It’s not that as he grows older, the naughty children of the National Education College naturally become much more careful, but because so many things have happened in Baidi City today, the Red River Demon Guard is still searching everywhere, and the flying chariot is still flying in the night sky, so he has to be more cautious.

Seeing the pale and alert Taoist nun, Xuanyuan Po was stunned.

When he saw the broken arms on her shoulder and the blood on her body, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed, thinking that this was the cycle of heaven?

One night that year, the Taoist nun came to Beijing and abused and killed a stray dog. She was stopped by Guan Bai, so she killed Guan Bai's arm.

Then the Taoist nun came to the National Education Academy and broke into the wall, wanting to kill him just to exaggerate her emotions.

If it weren't for Su Li's letter, he would have died that night and the National Education College would have been shattered.

In his eyes at that time, this Taoist nun was like a real devil, powerful and cold.

Who would have thought that when we met again after several years, the Taoist nun was seriously injured and had a broken arm...

Xuanyuan Po said nothing, but looked at the man in a scribe uniform.

There were no wounds on this person's body, and he couldn't even see the dust, and his expression was very calm.

But Xuanyuan Po felt a sense of death.

It is obvious that this person suffered more serious injuries, deeper in his body.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Po suddenly became sad.

Since the Taoist nun is infinitely blue, this person is naturally a different person.

Who in this world can make the unique red and infinite green wounds like this?

When chatting in the National Education College, Tang Sanshiliu once discussed this issue with them.

The only couple who can defeat this powerful couple in the sacred realm is the saint couple, namely His Majesty Baidi and the Empress.

The problem is that His Majesty Baidi is in seclusion, who is the Queen’s helper?

When Xuanyuan Po thought about these things, his unique red eyes fell on the iron sword in his hand.

Shanhai Jian slept in Zhouyuan's sword pool for many years, and then he had been in the National Education Academy. He had never appeared, and even he had never seen his true body. But he could sense that the energy contained in this iron sword was extremely extraordinary. So what about the person who owned this iron sword?

This person must be a strong man in the demon race.

Bian Yanghong sighed in his heart, thinking that he had no choice but to be helpless.

But Xuanyuan Po did nothing, did not take action, and did not warn him.

He was silent for a while and said, "What medicinal materials do you need?"

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Hearing this sentence, I was shocked.

Wuqiongbi said hatefully: "What do you want to do? Don't want to harm us!"

It was obvious that she had recognized Xuanyuan Po's identity.

When she left the cliff and Boy Hong, she was seriously injured. She couldn't stand firm, not to mention the strength of fighting again.

The ban on both sides of the Red River was opened, and they could not hide their traces. They ventured into Baidi City, hoping to find a little vitality while taking advantage of the chaos.

At that time, the city of Baidi was indeed very chaotic, but then many powerful demon clans began to appear, obviously chasing them.

They hid everywhere and came to the relatively loose-proof city of Yanhe. They walked into Matsucho and felt that there was some spiritual intention in a certain alley. They followed it and found a small courtyard to sneak in. However, they had no time to find out where the spiritual intention was, and their injuries broke out and they hurriedly set up the formation.
Chapter completed!