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    ??The Xihe Mansion of the Great Qin Kingdom is rolling and majestic. At the foot of the emerald Lianyun Mountains, the world-famous Sword City is crowded with people as in the past.

    The warriors who passed by, either carrying broadswords on their backs or carrying precious swords on their waists, came to this holy place of swordsmen with solemn expressions.

    In front of the city gate, a young man in white clothes, with a slender long knife on his waist, stood upright at the foot of the city gate, with a slightly melancholy expression on his handsome and delicate face.

    "It's been two years, it's been two years, and I, Xiao Chen, have come here again."

    It originally took two months to travel from Thunder Emperor Valley to Tiandao Pavilion, but with Xiao Chen's non-stop driving, the time was shortened by more than half, and he arrived here in half a month.

    Along the way, as the distance got closer and closer, Xiao Chen's thoughts became more and more uneasy.

    For the past two years, I have buried my thoughts about my lover in my heart, not thinking about it or asking about it.

    ¡°Because I am not strong enough, I cannot return to this Heavenly Sword Pavilion at all. If I think about it blindly, there will be nothing but bitterness.

    If you want to meet soon, don¡¯t think about anything else. Just bury your longing in your heart and don¡¯t tell anyone.  Loneliness, loneliness and bitterness, I have to taste it myself. When I reach my peak one day, I will fulfill his promise.

    But now that we are approaching Sword City, the longing that used to be suppressed in my heart is floating out uncontrollably.

    "Is she doing well? How is she now? How is her injury? Will she blame me for not even writing a letter?

    Does she still remember that there was once a young boy who shouted those funny words from the top of the mountain?

    Will you still remember the promise made by the boy in white?

    Xiao Chen smiled sadly, shook his head slightly, retracted his longing for Piaoxu, paid the city entry tax, and walked slowly towards the city.

    "Hehe, the influence of the White-robed Swordsman is huge enough, and there are still people imitating his dress up to this day."

    "It's normal, and I don't want to think about his deeds in the Tiandao Pavilion that day. He defeated the masters of the Holy Land alone, and then defeated many geniuses from the Qin Kingdom. Such a talented person, I have not had such a person in the Tiandao Pavilion for thousands of years.  "

    "It's a pity that that bastard Song Que is so wicked that we, Tiandao Pavilion, lost such a genius in vain."

    "Yes, this bastard killed well. He deserved to be punched in the head. The killing was not unfair at all."

    The whispers of the warriors guarding the city came from behind. Xiao Chen's six senses were sharp and he heard them clearly. Hearing the words, he couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:??????? I took a casual look at the city and saw that there were really a lot of warriors in the city wearing white robes and carrying slender long swords on their waists.

    Sword City is only the outer gate of Tiandao Pavilion. It is very difficult to enter the inner gate. Without the current strength of Token Xiao Chen, it is impossible to break through by force.

    But he had his own method and did not go directly to the inner gate. He came to Sword City first for this plan.

    The plan is very simple, just steal an inner gate token at random. Although it is shameful, the junior fellow apprentices and sisters who were stolen can only say sorry.

    Xiao Chen stayed in the city for half a day and quickly locked his target, which was a lone female disciple.

    She is no more than eight years old, but her appearance is pretty. Her hair is tied into a big ponytail, which makes her look very lively.  He holds a small horizontal knife in his left hand, and a copper token hangs from his waist.

    Following to a deserted street, Xiao Chen walked forward and said with a slight smile: "Hello, little junior sister."

    The ponytail girl, with a delicate face, looked at Xiao Chen, who was wearing a white robe and had a handsome face. She was slightly startled, sensing the other party's unfathomable strength, and quickly bowed and said: "Hello, senior brother!"

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT off out of nowhere?

    The rules in Tiandao Pavilion are very strict. Junior brothers and sisters must treat their senior brother respectfully when they see him.

    Xiao Chen was amused in his heart. This little girl seemed to really regard herself as her senior brother. Taking advantage of the moment when the other party lowered his head, he hooked the other party's token with a slight movement of his hand.

    "What does senior brother want from me?" the ponytail girl said with some anxiety.

    Xiao Chen put the token into his sleeve and said with a smile: "It's okay, senior brother admitted the wrong person, let's leave first."

    Looking at Xiao Chen leaving, the ponytail girl felt puzzled and didn't know what happened.  I touched my waist out of habit and was shocked to find that the token was gone.

    "Don't go!"

    The small horizontal knife in her hand was unsheathed like lightning. The ponytail girl shouted angrily, and the blade came out like a hand.

    Rotating rapidly, the blade seemed to cut the air in half as it rotated.It brought up streams of air and made a whining sound.

    "Xuanfeng Slash?"

    Xiao Chen looked back, smiled slightly, and said: "But it still needs some heat, little junior sister must work harder."

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out out his hand, he touched the blade with his fingertips, and surging vitality burst out from his fingertips.

    boom!

    The small horizontal knife that was spinning and flying turned back at a faster and faster speed under Xiao Chen's finger.

    Before the ponytail girl could react, the blade swished and was re-inserted into the scabbard of her left hand.

    "How could this happen!" The girl's delicate face was full of surprise and she said that Xuanfeng Zhan, one of the Nine Secrets of Qingyun, was actually broken like this.

    After waiting for a while, he remembered that he had lost his token, and said with a sad face: "This senior brother is a bully. He lost his token and robbed me. What should I do? What should I do?"

    She was able to recognize Xuanfeng Zhan at a glance and easily broke it without hurting her.

    In the girl¡¯s opinion, the other party must be one of the genius disciples in Tiandao Pavilion. Because he accidentally lost his token and could not enter the mountain, he snatched her token.

    Xiao Chen, who was walking away, turned over the token and took a look. As he expected, it had the word "Qingyun" written on it, and the word "Leng Qianxi" written on the front. The writing was bold and long.

    "Khan, I'm so embarrassed this time. It's really a junior sister's badge. Don't blame senior brother. Sissi, I'll give it back to you later."

    Hanging the waist tag on his waist, Xiao Chen came to the foot of Tiandao Pavilion and walked in seriously along with the flow of people.

    The disciple guarding in front of the mountain gate glanced slightly, but did not take a closer look. With so many people passing by every day, it was impossible for him to carefully check each one.

    "You can only rely on experience. If you see someone with a strange expression, call them down and check them carefully. Xiao Chen has been a disciple of Tiandao Pavilion for a long time, so there will be any flaws.

    The familiar road, the green hills, the attic, the paths, and the passers-by of swordsmen and martial artists, have not changed much as in the past.

    Before entering the city, Xiao Chen was still impatient, but when he actually set foot on the land of Tiandao Pavilion, everything calmed down.

    With his steps half an inch in the air, Xiao Chen looked at the Qingyun Peak towering in the sky, took a deep breath, and walked slowly.

    "Qingyun, I, Xiao Chen, am back. Sister Ruyue, Suifeng, Shaoyang, Xiaomeng, are you okay?"

    Beside Xiao Chen, the Qingyun disciples passed by him one after another. There were many older disciples who felt familiar and stopped to take a closer look.

    There is some speculation in my heart, but in two years, although Xiao Chen's appearance has not changed drastically, his temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.

    The youthful and immature look on my face has disappeared without a trace. There is a sense of vicissitudes and maturity on my face, which is very different from before.

    The most important thing is that Xiao Chen once came to Tiandao Pavilion as Ye Chen, and his true identity was only exposed in the last battle.

    Although these people had some guesses, they thought it couldn't be Xiao Chen, and that person had sworn that he would never step into the Tiandao Pavilion again.

    After looking at it for a few times, he looked away and smiled self-deprecatingly. He was too suspicious. There were so many swordsmen in white robes. Could it be that they were all Xiao Chen.

    Being careful and hiding here and there will only make people more suspicious. Xiao Chen looked calm and walked forward openly.

    Walking forward calmly, just half an hour away from Qingyun, a group of people wearing the uniforms of Biyun Peak disciples suddenly walked towards them.

    Xiao Chen took one look at the appearance of the leader and quickly lowered his head, preparing to pass by in a low-key manner.

    The leader was none other than Song Que¡¯s son Song Qianhe, now the peak master of Biyun Peak. At this moment, he was leading the people of Biyun Peak, talking and laughing as they prepared to leave the mountain.

    When I passed by Xiao Chen, I didn¡¯t pay much attention to it at first, but when I glanced at Xiao Chen¡¯s face inadvertently, my expression changed drastically.

    Xiao Chen had a grudge against him for killing his father. Over the years, that face would appear in his mind every day and every night. When he saw the real person, his heart was immediately shocked.

    "Stop! Which peak are you a disciple of? Tell me your name." Song Qianhe shouted to Xiao Chen and scolded him fiercely.

    Has it been discovered?

    With a wry smile on his face, Xiao Chen turned around helplessly. He was not afraid of this person, but he had just arrived in Qingyun and really didn't want to cause any trouble.

    "Song Qianhe, long time no see." Xiao Chen said with a calm look on his face.

    It¡¯s really him!

    Song Qianhe's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Xiao Chen, you really dare to show up. You swore that day not to step into the Tiandao Pavilion. Now that you have violated your oath, I see how you will explain to the people of the Presbyterian Council.  "

    The dozen Biyun Peak disciples behind him looked at Xiao Chen with extremely surprised expressions on their faces. Is this man in front of him the rumored white-robed swordsman?

    Xiao Chen chuckled and said, "I'm sorry, you got it wrong. I didn't break my oath. I did not set foot in the Tiandao Pavilion."

    Song Qianhe looked carefully and saw Xiao Chen's footsteps hovering half an inch above the ground. Under the cover of his long gown, it looked like he was really stepping on the ground.

    But, these feet did not step on it after all.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com); The dozen Biyun Peak disciples behind him looked at Xiao Chen with extremely surprised expressions on their faces. Is this man in front of him the rumored white-robed swordsman?

    Xiao Chen chuckled and said, "I'm sorry, you got it wrong. I didn't break my oath. I did not set foot in the Tiandao Pavilion."

    Song Qianhe looked carefully and saw Xiao Chen's footsteps hovering half an inch above the ground. Under the cover of his long gown, it looked like he was really stepping on the ground.

    But, these feet did not step on it after all.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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