Chapter 213 Meeting Jiang Feixue Again

Seeing the leader, his pupils could not help but shrink slightly.

The man was wearing a raincoat, a straw hat, and a large, eye-catching wine gourd hanging from his waist. He looked to be no more than thirty or forty years old.

It was none other than the swordsmith who sold him the Yunxiao Sword in Yong'an City, Qi Ziran.

"Huh? Is it him?"

At one glance, Su Twelve recognized Qi Ziran.

Before he could look at the others, Xiao Yue's whisper came to his ears.

"These people are quite powerful, and with so many of them coming together, they must be one of the forces of the Cangshan School."

"Among the six sects in Cangshan, the only ones who wear white as their uniform are the White Flame Sect and the Shenzhu Villa."

"I just don't know which force they belong to."

As soon as Xiao Yue finished speaking, Zhu Hanwei smiled and said: "Except for the Divine Casting Villa, there are no other forces that can easily get so many high-grade and top-grade magical weapons!"

Godzhu Villa?

It turns out that Qi Ziran is from Shenzhu Villa. No wonder...no wonder he is so good at refining weapons and swords.

in this case……

Listening to the discussion between Xiao Yue and Zhu Hanwei, Su Twelve did not answer.

While thinking secretly, suddenly, a look came from afar.

Su Twelve's eyebrows moved slightly and he immediately followed his gaze.

Immediately, an old woman with a sallow face and white hair came into his eyes.

This... was a face he had never seen before.

But that pair of eyes felt very familiar to him, and he could feel a bit of heat and excitement in the other person's eyes.

As soon as his mind moved, a delicate and delicate face flashed quickly in Su Twelve's mind.

Is it her...Jiang Feixue? !

Sure enough, with her talent, she should have spent so many years building a foundation.

Su Twelve thought to himself, and immediately realized that the old woman in front of him was Jiang Feixue in disguise. <

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The mask on his face, used to conceal his identity, was also a gift from Jiang Feixue.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the other party can recognize him at a glance.

Jiang Feixue stood in the crowd, looking at Su Twelve from a distance, feeling secretly happy and excited at this moment.

Back in Qianshanfang City, although he and Su Twelve didn't get along for a short time, the two formed a deep friendship.

Su Twelve left an extremely deep and indelible impression on her heart.

Since successfully building the foundation, she has gone to Li Nancheng several times to inquire.

Unfortunately, Li Nancheng is just a small town for ordinary people, and there is no news about Zhu Hanwei at all.

But he didn't expect that this time when he went to Tianjue Peak with everyone, he would unexpectedly see Su Twelve here.

Jiang Feixue was secretly happy and moved forward to say hello to Su Twelve.

At this moment, a figure reached out and grabbed her arm.

"Brother, you..."

Jiang Feixue turned to look at the man beside her, showing displeasure.

"Feixue, don't be impulsive!"

"This man said he was a casual cultivator back then, but now he is an elder of the Yunge Sect!"

"There is no truth in what he said." Jiang Feiyun said coldly with a solemn look on his face.

"So what, he is my friend."

"Besides, after so many years, it is not impossible for Brother Zhu to join the Yunge Sect afterwards." Jiang Feixue said dissatisfied.

"I don't care what tricks he plays, but there is something I have to remind you!"

"The Blood Spirit Sect was originally one of the six major forces in Cangshan, and it even had good relations with the strongest Xuanyin Sect. The Blood Spirit Sect was destroyed overnight, and the other forces did not say anything about it, but they did not care about the Yunge Sect.

Already dissatisfied. Xuanyin Sect even said that this trip to Tianjue Peak is to seek justice for the Blood Spirit Sect. "

"Today's Yunge Sect... is the target of public criticism! Our Shenzhu Villa has always been neutral among all the forces in the Cangshan Mountains. Are you going over now to help the Shenzhu Villa?"

Jiang Feiyun's face darkened and he said calmly.

"I……"

Jiang Feixue opened her mouth and paused for an instant.

Of course she doesn't care about this herself, but when it comes to Shenzhu Villa, she can't mess with it.

When Jiang Feiyun saw this, his expression darkened, and he turned to cast two sharp and warning glances at Su Twelve from afar.

Um?

It seems that after all these years, Jiang Feiyun is still as prejudiced against me as ever.

Jiang Feixue, on the other hand, had a strange look in her eyes. Was she trying to remind me of something?

Feeling Jiang Feiyun's unkind gaze, he also noticed the embarrassment in Jiang Feixue's eyes.

Su Twelve shook his head slightly, moved his gaze elsewhere, and stopped paying attention.

He didn't know that the strong rise of Yunge Sect had aroused vigilance and even dissatisfaction from other forces.

The battle between the Golden Core Stages will not break out easily.

In this way, in the conflict between sects and sects, foundation building is the main force in the battle.

Su Twelve didn't know the situation clearly, but he felt a sense of crisis in his heart and became more cautious.

In their ears, everyone was still talking quietly, expressing their envy of Shenzhu Villa.

In less than a stick of incense, two clusters of sword lights broke through the sky from the north and east respectively.

In one cluster, dozens of flying swords were arranged in three neat rows.

The monks on the sword all wore uniform pure white robes with apricot belts tied around their waists.

No matter men, women, old or young, their eyebrows are shining

A flame pattern the size of a fingernail flickered.

And each of these monks looked solemn and serious. Looking from a distance, it gives people a sense of righteousness and majesty.

In contrast, with the sword light flying from the other side, the monks above were much more relaxed.

The clothes are different, and the flying swords are of various sizes and shapes. There are even some monks who are not wielding swords, riding birds, or riding gourds, flying knives, flags and other strange magical weapons.

Both sides landed on the stone platform almost at the same time.

The moment they landed, the monks with traces of flames on their brows quickly lined up in order and stood with their heads held high.

The other group of monks were sparsely crowded together, making it even more chaotic.

However, as this group of monks fell away, the scattered monks who were originally scattered on the stone platform seemed to have found an organization and gathered around them one after another.

"Huh? The people from Baiyan Sect are here too!"

"Then this group of people... are they from the four major families in Cangbei? But when did the four major families get so close to these casual cultivators?"

Xiao Yue's eyes swept across the two groups of people and landed on the latter, his eyes shining with confusion and contemplation.

"Senior sister, they should be from Wangyou City!" Zhu Hanwei smiled calmly and said.

"Wangyou City? Where is that place?" Xiao Yue turned her head, looking puzzled.

Not just her, many elders of Yunge Sect also pricked up their ears at this moment, unable to hide the curiosity on their faces.

Forget the city?

Su Twelve raised his eyebrows slightly and also turned his gaze to Zhu Hanwei.

He also knows something about the six major forces in Cangshan.

In addition to the Blood Spirit Sect, which was exterminated and replaced by the Yunge Sect, there are also the Shenzhu Villa, the Baiyan Sect, the four major Cangbei families, the Wuyin Sect, and the Xuanyin Sect.

But I have never heard of the existence of Wangyou City.