"today."

Lord Tianzun gave an affirmative answer.

The sect must send disciples and elders down the mountain to prevent a major chaos in Ziyang City.

He had known for a long time that as one of the top few contestants in the martial arts competition, he would be stationed in the provincial capital, and his master would follow him. She was an elder, so naturally she would be the leader.

Speaking of which...

It’s about time, right?

How come there is no letter from Master?

.....

"Huh? Going to Ziyang City?"

Facing the questions from his beloved disciple.

Shang Wu, sitting on the recliner, had a dazed look in her eyes.

She took off the small gourd and gulped down two mouthfuls, then she scratched her cloud-like shoulders and thought:

“It really happened.”

"We should have left two days ago."

Li Mo: “….”

So you forgot, right?

I found out after some inquiries.

Lao Xiao had already set off early and probably waited at the agreed location for two days.

then.

Li Mo took Bingtuozi and his master with him and got on the carriage going down the mountain.

.....

An evening without a sunset.

In an inn a hundred miles away from Ziyang City.

It rained heavily today, crackling on the eaves, and the pervasive water vapor made the outside white.

Despite the heavy rain, the business of the inn became even better. There was a constant bustle of people toasting each other and drinking.

"Did I leave too early?"

"But I've been waiting for two days..."

A young man wearing a conical hat and carrying a broken sword on his back was sitting in the corner eating, looking at the door from time to time.

After thinking about it, Xiao Qin felt that it was not his problem.

In recent days, there have been a lot of incidents in the post house, with blood and death often seen, and it was extremely tragic.

It can be seen that the endless trial has begun.

"Humph, the endless trial."

At this moment, an old voice sounded in his ears:

"I hate those notorious rats the most. They are like dog-skin plasters that can get into any hole."

"If I hadn't been targeted by two evil killers, I wouldn't have..."

Qianxing Wu Zun obviously has no good feelings towards Xiyu Tower.

"Teacher, what exactly is Xiyu Tower?"

Xiao Qin couldn't help but be curious.

Even the teacher was forced into such a situation?

"In Xiyu Tower, the highest rank is the Thirty-Six Heavenly Killers, who take orders directly from the Tower Master. There are also the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends, the Three Hundred and Sixty Human Killers, and countless low-ranking assassins."

"Haha, none of those guys who made a fuss these past two days were able to actually enter the building."

"How can the people who are qualified to enter Xiyu Tower be the men who fight in broad daylight? They are a bunch of venomous snakes who are only interested in profit and will do anything to achieve their goals."

"Xiyu Tower is a place that even dares to assassinate royal relatives."

"Give them money and they'll do things for you."

Qianxing Wu Zun was deeply impressed by Xiyu Tower.

Xiao Qin pondered and asked:

"Will their assassination attempt fail?"

"Failure means the money you gave us is not enough, so they will ask you to pay more."

“….”

To some extent, Xiyulou is quite persistent.

Xiao Qin couldn't help but keep his distance from Xiyu Tower, a place that only cared about money and not people.

He still prefers to deal with a gentleman like Brother Li...

at this time.

A figure broke through the rain and stepped into the inn.

The bustling inn suddenly fell into deathly silence.

The man was extremely thin, with a short knife on his waist. He stood there, and the ground was gradually dyed red.

What dripped from his body was not rain, but blood.

Clang——

Being watched by everyone, he walked straight to sit opposite Xiao Qin.

"Brother, can I sit here?"

As he said that, he asked the waiter for a bowl of beef noodles.

"Please feel free to do so."

Xiao Qin looked gloomy.

Master said, this person is not simple...

"Sir, your beef noodles, as you requested, don't have chopped green onions."

The waiter came running over with a smile on his face.

The man squinted his eyes, but did not move his chopsticks. He just grinned and said:

"But...I don't eat beef."

This sentence.

The atmosphere of impending storm was broken, and the solemn atmosphere finally erupted.

Woo——

The waiter, who had a smile on his face just now, threw the towel on his shoulder, and out of it fell fine needles like pear blossoms falling in a rainstorm.

In the inn, there was a sound of swords being unsheathed.

"Zuoqiu Yang, today is the day you die!"

The diners, the shopkeeper, and even the groom all rushed over with murderous intent.

Xiao Qin: “?”

So that person is sitting because...

In the entire inn, am I the only one who is not a killer?

It's quite bald.