Outside the restaurant, on the street. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Di Fei stood there in shock, and naturally there was a master behind him holding an umbrella for him.

Across from him was a pale young man in a wheelchair, who was known for his ruthlessness in Kyoto, and beside him, there were also people standing at his wheelchair holding an umbrella for him.

"Di Feijing, what are you doing here?" The one who spoke first was ruthless, his voice was full of indifference, completely devoid of any other emotions, like polar ice.

In contrast, Di Fei's startling voice, although intermittent and a little faint, was very gentle, making people sound very comfortable.

"Heh, ruthless, when will you be able to speak softly? Besides, I just came here for a drink, and I saved a life, so I guess I didn't commit anything. Di Fei exclaimed with ridicule, making Ruthless couldn't help frowning.

"You people in the six-and-a-half hall have been a little restless recently, go back and discipline them, otherwise if you are caught by me, you will not be spared." After a warning, Ruthless simply didn't care about Di Fei's surprise, and after glancing around, he gave some orders to the people around him, and left the restaurant.

Di Fei laughed softly, said goodbye to Mu Xiaojiu, and then left with someone.

Seeing that the two bigwigs had left, Huang Ama and Tingyu hurriedly rushed up.

"Xiao Jiu, are you okay?"

Mu Xiaojiu put his arms around Huang Ama's shoulders, then hung the weight of his entire body on him, and said weakly: "Do you think I look like I'm fine?" Stop talking nonsense, help me in and give me medicine. ”

It was night, and Mu Xiaojiu, who had done a good job, went online again after playing with him offline for a while.

opened the book of flying pigeons, and there was a letter signed by Bai Xiaosheng inside.

When he went to kill Xiao Ah Yi and the madman Lei that day, the reason why he gave the storyteller a note was because the storyteller was Bai Xiaosheng, and the note was:

"Around Kyoto, information on gold medal holders, within five days."

That's right, Mu Xiaojiu's intention to find Bai Xiaosheng was the decisive gold medal needed for the decisive battle against the top of the Forbidden City.

And in Bai Xiaosheng's reply to him, there were three people around the capital who were holding the decisive gold medal-

The first person is named Xu Ziqing, a disciple of the Quanzhen faction, no gang, good at making the 36-style Quanzhen swordsmanship and the frost-breaking ice-breaking palm technique, and his martial arts are good;

The second person's name is Pan Shuilu, a disciple of the Huashan faction, no gang, good at raising my swordsmanship with one hand, but it is suspected that there is another stunt at the bottom of the box, it is said that there are his fellow disciples who claim that there is a shadow of Taiyue Sanqingfeng in his swordsmanship;

The third person is a nameless man named Huyan, a loose person, this person has a cold and arrogant personality, but he has never made a move in front of people. In fact, since the day this man entered the capital, he has only made one attack in total, and his opponent has also died, so no one knows what kind of martial arts he used.

At the back of the letter, Bai Xiaosheng also attached a paragraph to him:

"If you want to win the gold medal, the best choice is to go to Xu Ziqing, this person has the most exposed martial arts skills and the least risk; The worst option is to go to Huyan Wuming, although this person has not exposed martial arts, but according to observation, this person's martial arts cultivation is by no means weaker than the first two. ”

Finally, there is the residence of three people.

Mu Xiaojiu repeatedly looked at the martial arts and residences of the three people, and then left the house to find Huang Ama.

"Emperor, have you slept?"

Although there was still candlelight in the room, Mu Xiaojiu still asked.

"No, the door is not locked, you can come in directly, Xiao Jiu." Huang Ama's voice came from the house, Mu Xiaojiu pushed the door in, and found Huang Ama reading a book under the lamp.

"Emperor, the news of the gold medal is here." Mu Xiaojiu moved a stool and sat down, and then untied the wine gourd from his waist.

Hearing this, Huang Ama hurriedly put down the book in his hand and looked at Mu Xiaojiu with interest, "What do you say?" ”

"On this side of the capital, there are three of them, one disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, one disciple of the Huashan Sect, and one Sanren. On the surface, it seems that the Huashan faction is the weakest, and the scattered people don't know the depths, but the one from the Huashan faction may be clumsy, so Bai Xiaosheng recommended me to find the guy from the Quanzhen faction to win the decisive gold medal. Mu Xiaojiu raised his head and took a sip of wine.

"And what do you think?" Huang Ama frowned, he heard that there was something in Mu Xiaojiu's words.

"I'm going to find that guy from the Huashan faction."

Huang Ama asked with some puzzlement, "Why don't you go to find that Quanzhen sect?" ”

Mu Xiaojiu hesitated for a moment, "Because my current strength is not enough, after yesterday's battle, my Orchid Whisk Acupoint Skill's kung fu has reached the realm of Dacheng, and the Tianshan Plum Folding Hand has also become a small success, and even the Bibo Heart Sutra that I just broke through a few days ago has the possibility of going further, but when I want to break through, I still feel a little sluggish." I thought it would be great if I could help me through this battle. ”

"So, in fact, you don't want to find someone who is too easy to defeat, what you want to find most in your heart is actually that scattered person, but because you can't figure out the roots, you're afraid that you will be seriously injured again, right?" Huang Ama gradually understood Mu Xiaojiu's true thoughts.

"That's right, so, the best choice is the hidden Huashan Sect disciple - Pan Shuilu." Mu Xiaojiu nodded.

Huang Ama laughed, "Then you came to me so late, I'm afraid it's not just to discuss your mental journey with me, do you want me to send someone to help you keep an eye on that Pan Shuilu?" ”

"That's right."

"Don't worry." Huang Ama patted Mu Xiaojiu's shoulder, "Since you have spoken, I will definitely call a few clever brothers to help you keep an eye on that Pan Shuilu." ”

"Okay." Mu Xiaojiu didn't say anything more, and left his room after chatting with Huang Ama for a few more words.

In fact, Mu Xiaojiu knew very well in his heart that although there may still be a few ordinary players holding the decisive gold medal now, in fact, most of the people who will really participate in the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City will be people with uneducated knowledge.

This is also the reason why Mu Xiaojiu always feels that his strength is not enough.

In the past, when the list of peerless schools was still there, at least you could know which peerless schools had already appeared, but now, in addition to the few that have been there, what peerless studies have happened recently are completely black for everyone.

It is conceivable that the upcoming decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City is bound to be a battle between players.

However, it is precisely in this way that we can live up to the name of "the night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City, a sword from the west, and a flying immortal outside the sky".

"It's really, it makes people's blood boil when they think about it." Mu Xiaojiu took out the hole flute from the room, stood by the window and quietly listened to the sound of the drizzle falling, and then played it gently.

Just when the sound of the flute was wafting here, in a post station a hundred miles away from the capital.

"Ahh Snakes, snakes! There are snakes! ”

After a shout, a man with a knife quickly rushed out of the room. At this time, the entire first floor of the post station was already in chaos, and several men dressed as juniors were standing on the table with frightened faces.

The man snorted, as if he looked down on these cowardly looks, and immediately jumped down from the railing, and between the blades and shadows, several snakes turned into two pieces.

"Thank you, thank you for your help." Xiao Er jumped down from the table and saluted the man.

The man waved his hand and turned to leave, but found a man in white standing behind him.

The man in white was dashing, handsome and extraordinary, and looked like a noble son, but for some reason, the man always felt that the person in front of him was very terrifying, especially the eyes of this person, which were very similar to the snakes just now.

"This son, is there something wrong with you?" The man asked a little vigilantly.

The man in white shook the folding fan in his hand, "Childe doesn't dare to be, he is here to ask for you." ”

The man instantly understood the intention of the man in white in front of him, and he slashed out with a knife without even thinking about it.

The man in white took a step back, just dodging the knife, and then slammed the fan in his hand hard, while pressing his fingers on one of the brackets of the fan.

Suddenly, the man was startled and hurriedly wanted to hold his breath, but it was too late.

The snake venom had come out, but the man in white did not stop, but took a step forward and slapped his palm on the man's chest.

The man was already poisoned by the snake in his body, and he slapped this palm again, and suddenly fell to the ground.

The man in white searched for a gold medal from him, then took out a snake flute from his bosom and walked out while blowing.

The next day, there was not a single living person in the whole station.

……

On the official road, a young man in a gray robe looked at the person in front of him with an indifferent expression.

"From the beginning of the fight to the present, we have gone through a total of twenty moves, you didn't even touch the corner of my clothes, but you received seventeen palms from me, and now you have extremely serious internal injuries, qi and blood are floating, and even the internal organs are a little displaced. If you don't want to die, hurry up and hand over the sign and go find a Langzhong. ”

The man knelt on one knee, blood curling down from the corners of his mouth, and he didn't want to admit defeat, but he had to admit defeat, after all, he really didn't have the strength to do it now.

With a wry smile, the man took out a gold medal from his bosom and handed it out.

The gray-robed young man took the gold medal, weighed it for a moment, and then put it in his arms, "Very good, you can go." ”

The man barely stood up straight, and then asked with some reluctance, "Who are you?" ”

The gray-robed young man glanced at him, turned and left, leaving only two words floating in the air.

"Scarlet ginseng."

……

Outside the Kyoto Gate.

It was late at night, and the light rain had finally stopped, and a man in a cloak and hat stopped in front of the door.

After reaching out and trying it, and finding that it was really not raining anymore, the man took off his robe and hat, revealing the monk's robe and a bald head inside.

Throwing the robe and hat aside, the monk looked at the walls of Kyoto and said, "Amitabha, this is Kyoto...... I wonder what the top of the Forbidden City should look like? ”