Luofeng City, at the city gate.
"Let's go!"
Lin Fan reached out and hugged Lin Yao, nodded at Wu Lao San, and walked out of the city.
With a package on his back and a sword at his waist, Lin Fan set out on the road to Tongtian Academy.
Behind her, Lin Yao's eyes were filled with tears, she could no longer hold them back, tears streaming down her cheeks, but she bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from making any sound.
She didn't want to be separated from her brother.
But she knew that her brother had to leave.
If my brother didn't go to Tongtian Academy, his fate would be just one word: death.
Although Lin Yao is young, she is not ignorant.
She knew very well how much pressure her brother Lin Fan was facing now.
The Zhou family, Xu Bashan, the Eastern King, the Qingyun Sect, and even the entire Qianyuan Dynasty...
Apart from Tongtian Academy, there is no other place for Lin Fan to stay.
For this reason, she was willing to be separated from her brother for a while rather than stay and wait for death because of herself.
Looking at the figure walking away, Lin Yao couldn't stop her tears from flowing, and in her mind, she kept recalling what Lin Fan said before he left.
"Yao'er, in three years at the least, five years at the most, when I come back, I will definitely hold up the sky above your head again..."
"Brother, take care of yourself. Yao'er is waiting for you."
When Lin Fan's figure completely disappeared from her sight, Lin Yao whispered to herself, her eyes full of conviction.
"Brother Wu San, let's go back!"
Wiping away her tears, Lin Yao turned to look at Wu Laosan who was standing beside her, and spoke with a slightly disappointed tone.
Looking at the little face with tears in its eyes, Wu Laosan's heart trembled, and a hint of pity flashed in his eyes.
Lin Yao, don't blame me.
Who allowed your brother to kill the disciples of the Immortal Sect without authorization and offend Captain Xu and His Royal Highness the Eastern King?
He is blind and it is impossible for him to enter Tongtian Academy.
Rather than letting you die on the streets with him, it is better for me, Wu Laosan, to fulfill my wish.
"Okay, let's go."
Wu Laosan nodded, reached out to touch Lin Yao's neck, and a fierce look suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Bang.
He chopped Lin Yao's neck with a knife.
Lin Yao's eyes suddenly turned black and she fainted.
drive.
At this time, a carriage that had been parked not far from the city gate slowly drove over.
"What a hassle!"
The curtain of the car was lifted, revealing a dark face, it was Xu Bashan.
"Captain Xu!"
Wu Laosan hurriedly picked up Lin Yao and handed her to Xu Bashan.
After Xu Bashan took it, he glanced at the pretty little face and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Little girl, don't blame me, blame your blind brother if you want to blame someone."
"He actually dared to rely on the merit order for killing barbarians left by your dead father to disobey the king's order. If I don't present you to the king, I won't be able to report to His Highness the King of the East."
"But it's also your good fortune. At least, your blind brother will die soon, and you can at least live a good life for two years, hehe."
With a sneer, Xu Bashan looked down at Wu Lao San, a hint of sarcasm on his face: "What a repaying Wu Lao San, not bad, not bad, haha!"
Wu Laosan felt annoyed and embarrassed, but he didn't dare show it.
"Don't worry, even though I look down on you, I will remember this achievement for you. The Lin family's assets will be handed over to your Wu family."
"Thank you, Captain Xu!"
Wu Laosan's face lit up with joy and he bowed quickly.
"Walk!"
Xu Bashan shouted to the driver, picked up Lin Yao and huddled into the carriage.
"drive!"
The driver swung the reins and the carriage drove away into the distance.
…
Ten miles outside the city.
Lin Fan was walking alone on the road. Although he had the sword of his heart to guide him, all he saw was black and white, which made him look thoughtful.
Tongtian Academy has become a legend, and few people in the entire Eastern Region know where it is located.
However, the Qianyuan Dynasty was known to everyone.
Zhang Jiuxiao, the Dragon of the Southern Wilderness, has a connection with Tongtian Academy.
If you find him, you will find the academy.
If you want to find Zhang Jiuxiao, you must go to a place.
Hidden Dragon Mountain.
Twenty years ago, Zhang Jiuxiao, at the seventh level of the innate realm, killed Lu Wuwei, a top innate master of the Demon God Cult, and became famous in the Southern Wilderness with this battle.
From then on, he lived in seclusion in a mountain range in the Eastern Region.
Over the past twenty years, countless warriors have gone to that mountain range hoping to seek guidance from Zhang Jiuxiao, and countless young talents have also sought out Zhang Jiuxiao, hoping to become his disciples.
However, no one has ever been able to get what they want.
Only those warriors who want to go to Tongtian Academy can find Zhang Jiuxiao in the mountains.
No one knew how those people found him, and after joining Tongtian Academy, they never talked about the process of looking for Zhang Jiuxiao.
This makes how to find Zhang Jiuxiao a mystery.
And now, this mystery lies before Lin Fan.
"Tongtian Academy's recruitment will begin in the spring season after the New Year, which is still half a year away."
Lin Fan muttered, "The Hidden Dragon Mountains are located in the western part of the Eastern Region, close to the central region of the Southern Wasteland. It will take me nearly three months to get there. I heard that Senior Zhang Jiuxiao only shows up before Tongtian Academy recruits new students. There's no point in getting there early. I might as well take advantage of this little time and set off with my sword!"
"drive!"
Just as he was thinking, the sound of horse hooves came from behind him.
Lin Fan tilted his head slightly and took two steps towards the edge of the road.
Gurgle.
The sound of rolling wheels came from far away, and a luxurious carriage passed by Lin Fan, raising a cloud of dust.
Lin Fan frowned slightly and raised his hand to wave.
A faint sword intent surged, blocking the flying dust.
In the carriage ahead.
Xu Bashan gently lifted a corner of the rear curtain of the carriage, glanced at Lin Fan who was getting farther and farther away from the rear, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Xu Bashan?
Lin Fan faced the carriage, was slightly stunned, and frowned.
Why did he, a captain of the Embroidered Uniform Guard stationed in Luofeng City, suddenly leave the city?
Is it to block me in front?
After a change of mind, Lin Fan denied this guess.
Xu Bashan is a third-level bone-forging warrior. If he wants to attack me, there is no need to run to the front to make any arrangements. He can just attack me directly when he passes by.
Besides, he didn't have the courage to kill himself now.
Unable to guess Xu Bashan's purpose, Lin Fan had no choice but to put his thoughts aside and continue moving forward.
He neither rode a horse nor drove a car.
This time he was heading to the Hidden Dragon Mountains, and he was going to walk across half of the Eastern Region with his sword to hone his sword skills.
To make a sword sharp, it needs a stone grindstone.
The sword must be sharp and travel the world with swordsmanship!
"Gee, gee!"
However, before a few breaths had passed, another burst of rapid shouting came from far behind.
The sound of horse hooves, as rapid as a sudden downpour, reached Lin Fan's ears.
Lin Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression changing slightly.
The smell of blood.
When the sound of horse hooves reached the ears, a faint smell of blood came with the wind.
Lin Fan turned around and faced the back, standing by the side of the road.
Qianyuan is a martial arts country, and the status of warriors is much higher than that of ordinary people.
Because martial arts are prevalent, fighting between warriors can be seen everywhere.
Lin Fan had no intention of participating, but he didn't want to turn his back on the fight.
However, when he turned around, the black and white image perceived by the Heart Sword made it impossible for him not to participate.
Not far behind.
A horse came galloping over, and on its back was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, covered in blood.
The young man's face was pale, with a deep scar on his chest that could be seen to the bone, and two feather arrows stuck in his back.
Behind him, two men in Xiuyiwei uniforms were chasing him with knives.
Shao Ming?
Lin Fan knew this young man. He had been playing and joking with him since they were young. On the day of his wedding, he toasted with him and offered him blessings.
At this time, he was half lying on the horse's back, his body bobbing up and down with the horse. With every ups and downs, blood would flow out from the corners of his mouth. He was breathing out more than breathing in, and it was obvious that he was on his deathbed.
"Ah...Brother Fan?! Quick! Go save Yao'er!"
At this moment, Shao Ming had also seen Lin Fan in front of him. His eyes lit up, he gritted his teeth, supported his body, and shouted loudly.
Yaoer?
Hearing this, Lin Fan's eyes suddenly tightened.
At this moment, the two Embroidered Uniform Guards behind Shao Ming had chased to his side, holding the reins in one hand and the knife in the other, and slashed at the back of Shao Ming's head at a rapid speed.