When Ying Huanhuan arrived at the gate of the ancient house, the vermilion door immediately opened to both sides.

If you stand at the gate and look inside, you can see the houses behind the gate and the houses are stacked. The rows of doors that are just in the middle are not visible at all.

After Ying Huanhuan entered the door, she took out a sapphire necklace she had just bought at Christie's auction house for a lot of money.

Ying Huanhuan stuffed the necklace into the kimono woman who opened the door. She asked carefully: "Aunt Bai, is the Holy Lord very angry now?"

The kimono woman looks quite old last year, but she has a beautiful face and a plump figure, which gives people a sense of familiarity and charm.

The sapphire necklace that Ying Huanhuan put to the kimono woman was taken away without hesitation. She nodded and whispered: "Master, he is very angry today. When I went to deliver tea to him and Liu Sheng, the master kicked the tea over while he spoke."

Ying Huanhuan breathed a sigh of relief after listening to the woman in the kimono.

Ying Huanhuan knew the character of the Holy Lord very well. She knew that as long as the Holy Lord was still angry, the Holy Lord would not have the idea of ​​killing her.

I am afraid that the Holy Lord will be taciturn and will not speak a word.

The Holy Lord at that time did not seem to be dangerous, but no one could have expected when he would kill people.

The kimono woman called Yagyu's Liuzui Jinmen. He is the kimono master of Yinyuan Yixiangzhai and an important target for Xiao Tiannan's trip.

At this time, Yagyu Tsunmen and the Holy Lord of the Eternal Church were kneeling face to face on the tatami.

Yagyu Tsumen was wearing a gray-purple ronin samurai suit, with three knives of different lengths on his waist.

His left hand was pressed at the mouth of the longest knife anytime and anywhere, as if he was ready to draw his sword at any time.

The Holy Lord of the Eternal Church wore a black hood and a white mask, and he could not see clearly his appearance. No one could tell whether he was a man or a woman.

When the Holy Lord poured tea for Yagyu Tinmen, his hands were exposed.

These hands are fair and flawless, and their fingers are as long as jade onions, which are as beautiful as a pair of works of art.

But when the Holy Lord opened his mouth, he made a thick and hoarse male voice.

"The leader of the Liusheng Sect, there is a saying in China that is called "things are rich and precious, and those with virtue live in it."

We have tried our best to bring the Extreme Cold Sword Soul back to Yingguo in the lowest-key way, but unexpectedly there was an accident in the middle of the way."

"It's okay." Yagyu Tinmen shook his head, and he reached into the lining of his clothes with his right hand and took out half of the bronze sword.

Yagyu Tsunari: "No matter who gets the Extreme Cold Sword Soul, the sword technique that can absorb and drive it is still here. If someone dares to force it, it will only be the word "death"."

"It's a pity that you only have half of the sword technique in your hand. If the 'Yishan Sword Technique' were all in your hands, then the Sword Saint of the Kingdom, Liu Sheng, would have lived there long ago."

"It depends on fate. The half of the 'Yishan Sword Art' in my hand was also unexpectedly gained in that war.

Maybe one day someone will take the initiative to deliver the other half of the "Yishan Sword Art" to me?"

Yagyu's words made the Holy Lord laugh with him. The Holy Lord raised his teacup and said, "Yao Shengru's mind is calm and the world is clear. I admire him.

Let’s use tea instead of wine, and toast a cup.”

"Hello Master, you are polite." Yagyu Jinmen quickly picked up the teacup and prepared to meet the Holy Lord.

At this moment, Ying Huanhuan's somewhat nervous voice came from outside the door: "Holy Lord, the Saint Maiden Ying Huanhuan asks for a meeting."

The Holy Lord's teacup had already touched his lips. When he heard Ying Huanhuan's voice, he immediately put the teacup down.

The Holy Lord said coldly: "Do you still know to come to see me? I thought that after you have that Mu Chong, you will not remember your identity as a 'saint'."

"Come in!"

Ying Huanhuan walked into the room carefully. After entering the room, she knelt down and saluted: "See the Holy Lord, and see the Liuliu Lord."

Yanagi Tsunen corresponding to Huanhuan smiled slightly. He nodded slightly, then picked up the teacup and drank it on his own. Obviously he didn't want to interrupt in this matter.

The Holy Lord looked at Ying Huanhuan and asked, "Have you found out what results did you find when you killed Masako?"

Ying Huanhuan nodded, she raised her cell phone and handed it to the Holy Lord and said, "Report to the Holy Lord, this photo was taken by Masako before she died and passed it to me.

I have sent someone to check it out. This person is named Sun Yihai, who is the eldest son and grandson of the Sun family in Jianling, China.

Sun Yihai has a lot of businesses in Yingguo, and he has a common partner in these businesses, that is Lu Songji of Yunfu Gang."

"Lu Song-kun?"

Yagyu Tinmen, who had not spoken, frowned slightly, and he was obviously not unfamiliar with this name.

"Is it the Chinese who used a long spear to pick up thirteen gangs in the Kyoto Beiwei Street?"

"Yes, the Lord of Yagyu." Ying Huan nodded at Yagyu Tianjin.

After hearing Ying Huanhuan's answer, Yagyu Tianjin smiled coldly, and nodded, "Last time after I heard about this, I decided to find an opportunity to meet this Chinese, but because there were too many things, I forgot it for the time being.

Unexpectedly, he took the initiative to get involved with my affairs this time. Since this is the case, I will let him see the power of Yin Yuan Yixiangzhai!"

After Yagyu Jinmen said that, he stood up directly. He looked at the Holy Lord of the Eternal Life Hall and said, "Holy Lord, you don't have to worry about the matter of extreme cold sword soul.

Yinyuan Yixiangzhai will handle all subsequent matters.

As long as Yin Yuan Yi Xiangzhai gets the Extreme Cold Sword Soul, Yagyu Tianjin promises to fulfill his promise and let the Holy Lord enter the Yaqi Holy Land for a week."

"Okay, then I wish Lord Yasuo to achieve his wish as soon as possible, get the Extreme Cold Sword Soul, and solve the secret of Yishan Sword Technique."

The Holy Lord stood up and sent Yagyu to the door, and Ying Huanhuan also followed the Holy Lord to the door.

Until Yanagi walked out of the hospital gate, Ying Huanhuan asked the Holy Lord in a low voice: "Master, are we really not interfering in the extreme cold sword spirit?

That is the most important thing in cracking the Yishan Sword Technique. If you crack the Yishan Sword Technique, you shouldn't have to worry about the one on Kunlun Mountain again, right?"

"Do you think of the ancestor Kunlun?" The Holy Lord smiled and shook his head, "Huanhuan, you know too little about this world.

Do you think the Kunlun ancestor stayed on Kunlun Mountain for many years because of his personal reasons?”

"Isn't it?" Ying Huanhuan asked in confusion.

"Of course not." The Holy Lord said: "There are nine dragon veins in the world, and the only one that can be confirmed is the top of Kunlun.

The Kunlun ancestor protected the dragon veins for generations, preventing spiritual energy from leaking out, causing turmoil in the world.

But as a guardian, he received the baptism of the spiritual energy every day.

If what I expected was not bad, I'm afraid the Kunlun ancestor would have been in the realm of a saint.
Chapter completed!