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[Stepping into the treasure house of Fufeng Mountain Villa, you walked around and observed for a while, your eyes were attracted by a guqin in the corner, and you tapped the body of the piano lightly, and there was a faint hollow sound inside]
"I want this piano!"
According to the prompt of the system, Song Yifei took another guqin from a hidden treasure house in Fufeng Villa.
?Everyone thought Song Yifei was being polite, and wanted to persuade him to pick a few more words, but he refused them all.
On the one hand, there is nothing good left, and on the other hand, he can't be too greedy.
Seeing that Song Yifei really refused to take it, everyone praised him again and again, saying that the son is benevolent and righteous.
Other people in Tianmo Palace continued to scrape and distribute the leftovers, while Song Yifei took Wei Wuji's letter from Sima Yuanliu, lit a candle in the next room, and read it carefully.
The content of the letter is very simple, it is to ask Sima Yuanliu to go to a place called Juque City to look for key clues.
The reason why Sima Yuanliu appeared in Fufeng Mountain Villa was just passing by and resting here.
"Key? What key?! Could it be!"
Putting the letter in his hand on the candle, Song Yifei frowned slightly, watching it burn slowly.
Now in the entire martial arts world, the only thing that can connect him with the key is the tomb of the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Shenwu.
As Sima Yuanliu, it is impossible for him to be sent out for ordinary things. , So Song Yifei guessed that the key in the letter is probably the key to the tomb of Emperor Shenwu.
"It seems that the news of the tomb of Emperor Shenwu has already caused a storm in the martial arts world!"
Song Yifei didn't find it strange that the Blood Killing Palace would look for the key.
Because the treasure map has already been mastered, the Tianmo Palace and the six gates are secretly looking for the key to the imperial mausoleum.
It is certainly impossible to send only one or two people to search for this kind of needle-like thing in a haystack. It is estimated that all the people that the two major forces can send have already been sent.
With such a big fanfare, other forces can find the abnormality as long as they are not fools.
Although they didn't know that the treasure map had been obtained by the two major forces, this did not prevent them from following their opponents.
In any case, as long as they get the key, they can occupy a certain advantageous position.
I'm afraid that at this time, not only the Hall of Blood Killing is in action, but the entire martial arts force is also in action. It's just that the Heavenly Demon Palace and the Six Doors have even greater advantages.
"I discovered the treasure map first, so I can't just sit idly by!"
Song Yifei held his chin and thought for a while, and decided not to go to the imperial capital to pick up Liu Qingchan, but to go directly to Juque City to have a look.
"I have a system with me. As long as I have the key to Juque City, I will definitely be able to find it! Dad must have found the location of the mausoleum, but he never mentioned it in the letter. Obviously he still doesn't want me to go. It seems that he wants to go. Take a lot of trouble!"
"Juque City is close to the border, with many grasslands, snow peaks, and glaciers. The biggest force, if I remember correctly, seems to be the Kunlun faction!"
"It's true, it's not that enemies don't get together! Hehe!"
Early the next morning, everyone said goodbye to each other on a small hillside outside Tongling City.
"Senior Wei, please send the letters and things to the imperial capital for me!" Song Yifei cupped his hands at Wei Wuji.
"Sir, you don't need to be polite about some trivial matters!" Wei Wuji said.
"The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever! Everyone, we will meet again later!"
"Young master, take care all the way!"
"There will be a period later!"
Drive!
Dust was flying, and everyone rode their horses and whipped their whips, and went their separate ways.
Within three days,
In the Daqian martial arts and the Dajin martial arts, there are rumors that one of the four masters of the Demon Dao, the blood son, was beheaded by the flying fairy sword.
For a time, Song Yifei's reputation was so great that almost everyone knew it
The successor of Sacred Heart Jianzhai died on an isolated island!
Long Yin, the master of Kunlun, died in the imperial capital!
Battle of the imperial masters!
The Xiaoyao faction is born!
Now add the fall of the Demonic Dao Tianjiao!
Under the bombardment of major events one after another, the entire martial arts world began to experience a kind of turmoil that no one could grasp.
And in a dark place that most martial arts people don't know, the competition for the key to the imperial mausoleum has already entered a fierce stage.
Queshan City
After running for dozens of miles in a row, the air became more and more dull and humid, and a little bit of water vapor rushed towards the face in the howling wind.
Mi Mengjiao, who was riding on a steed, squinted her eyes. With her eyesight, she could already see a ruined wall less than a mile ahead.
By this time, little raindrops had already fallen, and Mi Mengjiao patted her younger brother Mi Lindong in her arms, telling him to hold on tighter.
Strenuously using both legs, Mi Lindong shook the reins, and galloped like lightning, and in a short while had rushed to this ruined wall that looked like an abandoned urn.
This place seems to have been a small town once, and no one knew how long ago it was uninhabited. Almost most of the low houses have been weathered and collapsed, and there is only a single dilapidated house standing in the center of the ruins in sight.
Regardless of taking a closer look around, Mi Mengjiao immediately drove her horse and galloped over.
"kindness?"
Just got off the horse, before she had time to hug her younger brother Mi Lindong, Mi Mengjiao frowned, her right hand was already holding the dagger on her waist.
Swish!
Two burly men in tight gray robes with a strong breath stepped out of the dilapidated house in an instant, bowed their waists and stretched their backs, with their right hands resting on the handle of the knife at their waists, and looked at her coldly. .
"Here we live! Please go elsewhere!"
One of them, a man with thick flesh on his face and a big beak on his chin, said in a deep voice.
Hearing what the two said, Mi Mengjiao's beautiful eyebrows immediately frowned. Seeing that the two people's eyes are bright and their joints are thick, it is obvious that they are martial arts masters. If she had to, she didn't want to conflict with the two of them.
It's just that it's going to rain heavily right now, and my younger brother Mi Lindong is injured, and the weather is cold now, if something goes wrong, there may be troubles.
"We will leave after sheltering from the rain, I hope it will be convenient for you two!" Mi Mengjiao said politely, holding the handle of the knife.
"It's full! There's no room!"
The two strong men did not give an inch, staring at Mi Mengjiao closely, their voices were cold, and at the same time as they spoke, a faint murderous aura was released. It seemed that if Mi Mengjiao uttered one more nonsense, she would immediately draw her sword.
"Sister! Ahem! Let's go somewhere else!"
With a pale face, Mi Lindong pulled Mi Mengjiao's clothes with a look of horror in his eyes.
"rest assured!"
Mi Mengjiao patted Mi Lindong's little hand lightly, and continued: "My brother can't get in the rain, this is the only house nearby!"
The two men were unmoved in the slightest, their angry eyes were wide open, and they were about to yell loudly when they heard a clear and pleasant voice from the room:
"Ahan! Avi! Let them in! It's still spacious inside!"
"Miss¡¡"
"Um!"
Just as the strong man was about to say something, he was suppressed by the faint voice of the woman in the room.
"Thanks!"
Mi Mengjiao thanked her, then led the horse and walked inside.
The two men didn't speak any more, they moved away, their eyes still followed Mi Mengjiao closely, and one hand was still on the handle of the knife at the waist, without any relaxation.
Mi Mengjiao tied the horse under the eaves, carried Mi Lindong down, and hid in a dry place beside the horse without entering the house.
"Why don't you come in, girl?"
The crisp and pleasant voice in the room sounded again.
"Don't dare to disturb!" Mi Mengjiao said indifferently.
Hearing Mi Mengjiao's answer, the women in the room stopped talking.
Seeing Mi Mengjiao's understanding, the two men's expressions softened a little, and when the rain got heavier, they turned and entered the house.
Crash la la
The torrential rain poured down, the sky and the earth were full of noise, there was a muffled sound of rolling thunder in the distance, the bean-sized raindrops were poured down one by one, and the noise of wind, rain, and thunder could be heard all in one's ears.
Da da da!
A strange rider wearing a coir raincoat, a bamboo hat, a stick-shaped object wrapped in gray cloth hanging from his waist, and a guqin hanging on his horse, galloped from a distance.
"This rain is really falling at will!"
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