Murong Xiu felt that Su Jian and Zhuge Yulong were completely fighting a confused battle.

Su Jian didn't recognize Zhuge Yulong at all.

The reason why Zhuge Yulong was so sure that Su Jian killed his most beloved woman must have some misunderstanding.

The most terrifying thing is that Sanssouci Palace has long been extinct in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, and now it is incredible to reappear in the light of day.

But the fight between the two is extremely exciting and intense, and there are endless tricks and tricks, no matter which master can see such a wonderful fight, he will benefit a lot for life.

Murong Xiu is gifted and intelligent, and his spirituality and understanding are extremely high, and he can remember all the tricks he sees in his heart, and after a quick practice, he can initially comprehend the mystery of each trick and integrate it for his own use.

Therefore, when she saw such a fierce battle that was rare in a century, she quickly became intoxicated and became fascinated!

Su Jian hadn't fought so happily for a long time.

He found that Zhuge Yulong's swordsmanship was unique and very different.

Even the other party knows his martial arts well, and every time he makes a move, he must have a preemptive move.

There must be a peerless powerhouse behind this young man, and this peerless powerhouse must also have a deeper understanding of him.

When he used a trick to pull out the mountains, Zhuge Yulong just used a trick to frighten the heavenly river and the waterfall!

The cold sword qi wrapped in the giant sword was like a rainbow like a cloud, the wind and thunder gathered, the weather was thousands, and under the crushing of the violent energy, the earth and rocks cracked, and the ground was constantly raging out of huge deep pits, and the sand and stones were flying.

And the terrifying thing about this move is that the move is infinitely varied, and there is no way to parry and dodge.

Just when Zhuge Yulong thought that this move would definitely defeat the enemy and defeat Su Jian, Su Jian's figure suddenly blurred, like a wisp of smoke into his thunderous storm of sword shadows, Zhuge Yulong only felt that his chest was numb, and then the whole person was like a wood carving clay sculpture unable to move.

The sword light and sword shadows in the sky, the endless murderous aura negligently disappeared, Murong Xiu woke up suddenly, and her heartstrings suddenly relaxed, as if she had just pulled out of a magnificent and majestic martial arts mansion, only to find that the martial arts mansion woven by Su Jian and Zhuge Yulong was as ethereal as the smoke and clouds of Yellow Mountain, and she could only rack her brains to meditate, trying to recover all the lost memories, wonderful moments.

"You...... What kind of move are you?" Zhuge Yulong asked as he looked at Su Jian in surprise.

His eyes were filled with trepidation, confusion, and deep disbelief.

He simply didn't want to believe or accept the reality that he had failed.

"I want to ask you what's going on? I don't know Yan Wushuang, let alone you, but I've heard of Carefree Son, but that person of the year in the rivers and lakes a hundred years ago, why do you think that I killed your sweetheart Yan Wushuang?" Su Jian asked Zhuge Yulong at this time, and he knew that Zhuge Yulong had no reason to reject him.

"She was still reading your name before she died, who else could the murderer be besides you?" Zhuge Yulong said angrily, "Since my martial arts skills are not as good as yours, if you want to kill you, you have to listen to the respect, but you don't want to clear your stigma in this life, and you don't want to find those female relatives of the Murong family again." ”

As soon as Zhuge Yulong said this, not only Su Jian was stunned, but Murong Xiu was even more shocked.

Could it be that this Zhuge Yulong is also one of the murderers who kidnapped those female dependents of the Murong family?

"You also participated in this conspiracy and, along with other murderers, planted the stigma on me?" Su Jian asked, "Just because you think I killed your sweetheart, Yan Wushuang?"

"Hmph!" Zhuge Yulong snorted coldly, indicating that this was the case.

"To tell you the truth, I don't know you, let alone Yan Wushuang, I haven't even killed a woman in this world, your memory must have been modified by someone before you will be sure to be enemies with me," Su Jian patiently explained, "So, you'd better stop doing evil when you come to this world, otherwise I will send you to the original world immediately!"

Even though Murong Xiu Bingxue was smart, her eyes widened in surprise when she heard Su Jian's words.

What modifies memory, what the original world, these words are difficult for her to understand.

Only a person like Su Jian who has really experienced it can accept the reality and understand all this.

"Haha! boy, don't be pretty, no matter how you quibble today, the master won't believe your nonsense," Zhuge Yulong laughed wildly, "You kill me! If you kill me, those daughters of the Murong family will have to die with me, if you don't believe me, try it!"

Su Jian's brows furrowed, he knew that Zhuge Yulong was not joking, because the mastermind of this matter was not Zhuge Yulong.

"Let's go!" Su Jian turned to Murong Xiu and said.

"What?go?But this guy hasn't explained yet, where did he hide those hostages," Murong Xiu stared at Zhuge Yulong angrily, "When I give this guy a little bit of power, he will naturally confess!"

"It's useless," Su Jian said with a wave of his hand, "He's just a puppet manipulated by others, no matter how hard you torture him to extract a confession, you won't be able to ask for anything of value." ”

"Even if we don't ask him, we should go into Sanssouci Palace and search for it!" Murong Xiu pointed to the huge palace road with an ancient splendor and an eerie aura.

"I'm afraid there's nothing in there except ghosts," Su Jian said as he looked at the imposing palace gate, "What's more, Zhuge Yulong would never put the answer so obviously in front of us." ”

......

The north wind hits the ancient city, and the sun shines on the restaurant.

Dongcheng gradually feels that the spring is good, and the wrinkles and ripples welcome the guests. The green poplar smoke is light and cold, and the red apricot branches are in spring. Floating hatred and entertainment are less, willing to love the daughter and smile lightly?

This is a poem about spring.

The bustle of the East Side is bustling, and even in winter, some places are still overflowing with spring colors.

Wanjin Lou is the most luxurious restaurant in the east city, located in the most prosperous area, the upstairs guests are either rich or expensive, several singers and dancers have a pipa in their arms, and some hold a flute and play the flute...... Or the silk bamboo orchestra blows and sings, or rotates the golden lotus to move the slender waist and dance, which is lively and fragrant.

Spring Feast,

A glass of green wine, a song.

Worship Chen again three wishes, one wishes Lang Jun is a thousand years old, the second wishes the concubine is always healthy, and the third wish is like Liang Shangyan, and the years are long to see each other .......

In the midst of singing and dancing, Su Jian and Murong Xiu had already stepped into the luxurious and spacious restaurant.

Su Jian came here because he had his own plans, first, he heard that the boss Liu Wanjin here was arrogant and domineering, and he was the most difficult to provoke, and he was at ease when he ate him for nothing, and secondly, there were many guests here, among them, it should not be difficult to meet any celebrities, sect tycoons, well-informed people, and maybe be able to hear some recent events in the martial arts.