As expected, Luo Zhaoyun expected that two days after he was assassinated, a guard reported that a woman in white was begging for a meeting outside the Huangshui City General's Mansion.

Luo Zhaoyun put down the information in his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and knew that the person who should appear would eventually appear.

He was already prepared in his heart and guessed that the visit of the successor of Butian Pavilion was just two things: one was the sword note, and the other was the Tang King Li Yuan.

"Please enter the festival hall!" Luo Zhaoyun stood up and came to the festival hall of the coachman's mansion with his head held high. It was also the main hall to welcome the descendant of this ancient sect.

A moment later, a woman in white walked over, with a slender figure and a snow-white body, as if a fairy had walked out of the scroll.

She wore a hat and hung a thin veil. The outline was faintly visible, but not completely transparent, giving people a sense of mystery.

However, although her beautiful appearance cannot be directly shown to others, her temperament is enough to be amazed.

Once you take off your veil, I don’t know how many men in the world will fall in love with it. This is a stunning beauty.

If it was a man in the world who had seen her true face, there were very few people, but Luo Zhaoyun was the one who was lucky enough to glance at her. Because she was chased by Ye Junyao, she fought for half a month, with a sword energy radiating, and even touched her hat. She had met her once in a hurry. She was indeed the best in the world and was extremely beautiful.

But Luo Zhaoyun was not very interested in her, because from the beginning, the two of them had an enemy stance, both enemies and not friends. As the battle for dominance began, Butian Pavilion clearly supported Li Tang, which was called "adapting to the trend of history". In the future, there would definitely be a battle with Luo Zhaoyun.

With Qingshuang's injuries and the sword score, it is difficult for Luo Zhaoyun to shake hands with the other party.

"I've seen the young marshal!" Ye Junyao stood still, stared at Luo Zhaoyun and said calmly.

"What is this girl?" Luo Zhaoyun asked knowingly, but this was indeed the first time the two met head-on.

"The 41st generation disciple of Xiabutian Pavilion, Ye Junyao!"

Luo Zhaoyun said slowly: "Butian Pavilion, is that ancient hidden sect that rarely enters the world? Why did he suddenly appear in the world again?"

Ye Junyao said sternly: "The purpose of the Yin Sect is to be hidden in prosperity and appear in troubled times. It is to not interfere in the government affairs, but to support the country and save the chaotic times. Now that the Sui Dynasty has been exhausted, the world has rebelled against the kings, I naturally cannot stand by and watch the people of the world fall into water and fire, and the war will continue to end, and the country will be in turmoil. Major Yin Sects will appear to assist the Emperor and end the chaos one day as soon as possible."

Luo Zhaoyun chuckled: "In this way, your Butian Pavilion and other sects are simply merciful sects, and they have taken it as their mission to save the people of the world."

"You can think so." Ye Junyao said calmly.

"I have to say that you are a saint of the ancestor who is a disciple, you are really a saint, and it is admirable!" Luo Zhaoyun smiled faintly and said, "Why is Miss Ye coming today, I wonder what is the price to do?"

Ye Junyao stared at Luo Zhaoyun with serious eyes. She had heard too many legendary experiences of this young man in the past ten years.

Even if she is in the deep mountains, secular affairs will be passed on by external institutions and sect contact points to the world's major events back to the sect. She joined the army at the age of fourteen and made contributions to the Turks. Then she returned to the capital to assist Yang Guang in successfully seizing the throne. Many major historical events have been pacifying the Khan Yang Liang, destroying Tuyuhun, fighting Goguryeo, and resolving the siege of Yanmen.

Almost every major event has a direct relationship with Luo Cheng, but according to the banned scriptures written by the master, which speculated that the development of thousands of years was not the name Luo Cheng. This is what the heads of Butian Pavilion and the elders felt strange.

The speculations of the ancestors of Butian Pavilion have flaws. Most of them have been fulfilled in the past eight hundred years of history and are very accurate. Only the history of the Sui Dynasty and the several major events recorded do not have the name of Luo Cheng. However, this name is highlighted, which is extremely dazzling and puzzling.

Ye Junyao looked cold and said with confidence: "The wise man doesn't say secret words. When I visited today, I wanted to open the skylight to speak with the young marshal. We have seen it. Just two years ago, major sects in Taihang Mountain competed for the sword score. In the end, the sword score was obtained by you. There was another woman who helped you escape. In order to keep the secret of the sword score, I chased thousands of miles, from Taihang Mountain to the depths of the grassland. Does the young marshal remember this?"

Luo Zhaoyun was silent, calm and thought for a moment. As a smart person, if he denied it, he would be deceiving himself. Since the other party came to the door, he must have obtained enough evidence or many clues to prove that it was related to him, so he had the test last night.

"When did you suspect me?"

Ye Junyao said slowly: "Last winter, I met the female swordsman who helped you and fought with her. In the end, although she escaped, some of her subordinates were either dead or injured. I finally found traces. They are a strict organization with strong financial resources and are serving the Luo family. So, I guessed you, because once the swordsmen in the world get the Guigu Sword Book and have achieved success in their cultivation, they will definitely stand up to stir up the storm of the Jiangnan sword family and challenge the Jiangnan sword masters and major hidden sects. However, this person has no movement and can't find any clues in the Jianghu. This shows that you are not a man from the Jianghu, and you don't want to be the leader of the Jianghu. You don't care about the reputation of the first swordsman, so it's even more certain that you are."

Luo Zhaoyun suddenly realized: "So that's it. Come today. Do you still want that sword score?"

Ye Junyao nodded and said, "Yes, the Guigu Sword Note is of great importance and must be managed by my Butian Pavilion. Otherwise, if it leaks out, it will easily cause blood in the world."

Luo Zhaoyun showed a look of danger and shook his head and said, "Sorry, the sword score has been given to someone else. It was not snatched by me, but was given away by someone. I borrowed it and read it. After reading it, it will naturally be returned to that person."

"Character bearded guest?" Ye Junyao frowned.

"Yes, he is my righteous brother. If he lends it to me, he will naturally have to return it to him." Although Luo Zhaoyun made this excuse, he also thought so in his heart. When we meet again, the sword book will be given to the bearded guest, and he can leave a manuscript by himself.
Chapter completed!