Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

"Coax." In the Zilanxuan Hall, everyone who was watching the fun just now realized that this was not talking about swords, it was clearly talking about...

The guests who suddenly tasted the taste burst into laughter. This kind of fun was really interesting, and it seemed to be more interesting than any lady coming to catch her husband.

The charlatan put his palm on the sword at his waist. For a moment, he felt like he was drawing the sword or not.

"Draw your sword, let us see if your sword is long or short. Is it really a dagger?" shouted someone who was watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously.

Zilanxuan has beauties, and it would be even better if there was an extra touch of blood.

"Yes, yes, it can't really be a dagger, right? Even if it is true, we have to see it." With one person taking the lead, the others became even more unscrupulous.

Amidst the roar of laughter, Jiang Hu Ke's face kept changing between green and red. When walking in Jiang Hu, reputation is the most important thing. If he doesn't draw his sword at this time, he won't even have to wait until tomorrow. The whole Xinzheng will be spread. He's famous.

Thinking that he might become the laughing stock of the whole Xinzheng, Jianghu Ke roared angrily, and suddenly the dagger under his hand was unsheathed, and a red light flashed, making the people watching the fun subconsciously take a step back.

The person they laughed at turned out to be an incredible master. As he drew his sword, he could vaguely see the surge of sword energy. This was obviously a master who was about to enter, or had already entered, a second-rate realm.

In the world, it is rare to see a master. The first-rate has reached its peak. It is extremely rare to see in the past. Below the first-rate, the second-rate is the strongest person known to people. The Jianghu guest in front of him, although there is only sword energy surging on the dagger, it is already He is beginning to look like a second-rate master. In Xinzheng, he has the qualifications to enter and exit high-ranking families and become a client of a powerful and important minister.

"This unlucky boy's mouth is indeed damaged a bit." Some people have already begun to mourn Yang Ming.

However, the next moment, everyone onlookers opened their eyes wide. In front of them, a sword that made them all feel incredible was unexpectedly held in the palm of Yang Ming's hand, and the cold blade was pinched by Yang Ming's fingers. Standing there, unable to move forward or retreat, the hazy sword energy that seemed to be able to cut gold and cut jade was like a firework breaking into the wind and rain outside the gate, disappearing into the power of heaven and earth before making any waves.

"This sword is indeed a little short." Yang Ming looked at the dagger in his hand, his words full of ridicule.

Jiang Huke's anger at this time has turned into horror. The sword he shot out in anger was actually held in someone's hand in such an understatement. What kind of strength is this? The top of the second tier? Or is he the legendary top-notch master who can dominate the seven kingdoms?

"It's a bit short." Jianghu Ke immediately said with a different expression. Compared with becoming the laughing stock of Xinzheng, life is more important. Besides, if the reputation in Xinzheng is ruined, the worst possible outcome is to go to Zhao State. You can go to Yan State or Chu State, but if your life is gone, you really have nothing.

"So you have to put it away properly." Yang Ming loosened his fingers and said.

"You're right, you're right, I'm going to put it away, put it away." Jianghu Ke said repeatedly, as if I was very well-behaved.

"That's right." Yang Ming said and walked to the second floor. In the sight of everyone, he walked up directly. Cai Die, the leader of Zilanxuan, followed Yang closely like a little girl. Ming's side.

"Who is this person?" Amid everyone's doubts, Yang Ming went straight to the second floor, but stopped in front of the stairs leading to the third floor.

"Boss Zi, I'm here to apply. I wonder if Zi Lan Xuan still needs a helper to look after the home?" Yang Ming, who was standing on the stairs, shouted towards a room on the top floor. He had been to Zi Lan Xuan before. Yang Ming knew that it was the room belonging to Zi Nu.

Zinu, who was feeling cold in the room, heard the voice coming from downstairs, but her expression changed involuntarily. Of course she couldn't forget this voice, but, what kind of thug? What kind of trick is this?

Nongyu, who had never left, looked at Zinu, whose face was changing. She was confused for a moment. Of course she heard the voice downstairs, but who could actually make him appear steady and wise in her eyes, no matter what? Faced with a sister who is calm about anything, showing such an expression?

You know, it is destined to be impossible to do business in a place like Zilanxuan. Whether it is the official government or the underworld, you have to deal with it.

Since the establishment of Zi Lan Xuan, whether it is from the official side or from the mafia plot, Zi Nu has used various ingenious means to resolve one by one. In the black and white world of Xinzheng, Zi Nu is a legend. , but just such a woman, her mood was confused because of a voice.

Because of her confidence in Zi Nu, Nong Yu didn't think there were any problems that Zi Nu couldn't solve, but her concern for Zi Nu forced Nong Yu to care about who she was.

"Where on earth did such an arrogant boy come from?" Yang Ming almost attracted the attention of the first and second floors to the stairwell.

Just when everyone was just being arrogant because of Yang Ming, a figure actually appeared in the corridor on the fourth floor, a slim figure walking out from under the light.

It is Miss Zi Nu, the boss of Zi Lan Xuan.

Zi Nu, who was walking down the stairs, looked at the embarrassed Yang Ming who appeared in front of her, and couldn't help but feel angry, funny, and a little bit distressed.

Based on Yang Ming's martial arts, there was no way that such a wind and rain could get him wet. But just like that, Yang Ming came to Zilanxuan in a state of embarrassment and wet. He must have some bad intentions.

"Zi Lanxuan still needs a guard to look after the house. I just don't know how your martial arts are?" Zi Nu said with a smile.

This made everyone who still wanted to watch the show a little disappointed. They thought that Yang Ming was here to cause trouble, and thought that there might be something fun to see. However, they never thought that Zi Nu, the owner of Zi Lan Xuan, really I am planning to hire someone to look after my home.

"It should be useful enough." Yang Ming said.

"If that's the case, I can hire you, but what's your price? Zi Lanxuan is a small family, but it can't afford a high price." Zi Nu asked with a smile, although she didn't know what Yang Ming was talking about. Bad idea, but since Yang Ming wants to play, she just needs to cooperate.

As for other things, Zi Nu didn't want to think about it. Running Zilanxuan was already tiring enough, but she didn't want to waste those thoughts on Yang Ming.

"Seven gold." Yang Ming made a gesture.

"Seven gold?" Zi Nu was startled for a moment, and then she realized, seven gold, isn't this the price she quoted when she first met Yang Ming when she was in Donghuan?

I didn't expect you to still remember. Thinking of the scene when she first met Yang Ming in Donghuan, a gentle smile appeared in Zi Nu's eyes.

"Deal." Zi Nu raised her hand and said.

"Deal." As the two palms came together, a strange atmosphere spread in the Zilan Pavilion.

What happened?

A weird person wants to be the guardian of Zilanxuan. The boss of Zilanxuan, who is shrouded in mystery and makes people confused, actually agreed, especially the price of seven gold. It's a little weird.

Although seven gold is not a small amount of money, it shouldn't be enough to recruit a top second-rate master to become a guard, right?

"Boss Zi, I'm also planning to apply for Zilanxuan's nursing home. What do you think?" A second-floor customer who thought his martial arts skills were not weak said loudly.

"When did Zi Lan Xuan's nursing home become so popular?" Zi Nu asked.

"You can get along with the beauties of Zilanxuan day and night without paying any money." The man smiled, but his laughter was not very serious.

After this person said it, everyone realized, yes, the monthly payment of seven gold is not much, but being able to live in Zilanxuan and get along with so many beauties day and night is such a treatment, which is rare for a thousand gold.

For a moment, everyone looked at Yang Ming with a different look: This seemingly arrogant guy was actually very shrewd.

"I'm sorry, Zilanxuan only needs a nursing home." Yang Ming said at this time, he had fully played his role.

"Your Excellency, it's a lot to eat alone." The man threatened. Although Yang Ming's technique of holding a white blade with his bare hands was amazing, he himself was not weak.

His name is Duan Liu, and he is already a second-rate master. With his exquisite and domineering boxing skills, he has become a disciple of Han Yu, the fourth son of the King of Korea. He is valued by the fourth son Han Yu. In Xinzheng, he is definitely one of the few A master, except for those few people, he really has no fear of anyone.

Yang Ming is certainly powerful, but given his age, there is a limit to how strong he can be.

Thinking that the Fourth Young Master seemed to have a plan to take Zilanxuan for his own use, and seeing Yang Ming's actions at this time, his mind couldn't help but become active.

He didn't dare to have any extravagant hopes for Zi Nu, the female boss of Zi Lan Xuan, but there was more than just one beauty in Zi Lan Xuan.

If he could help the Fourth Young Master regain Zilanxuan, he would really not have to spend money for the rest of his life. Thinking of the benefits, Duan Liu became more determined to take action.

"Boss Zi Nu, our Zi Lanxuan only needs one nursing home, right?" Facing the provocative person, Yang Ming asked Zi Nu.

"We only need a nursing home." Zi Nu nodded.

"That's better to say. Since you only need one, then naturally you need the strongest one. Boy, do you dare to compete with me? The winner will stay and be the guardian of Zilanxuan, protecting all sizes. Beauties, the loser should leave Zilanxuan." Duan Liu pressed forward step by step.

"A martial arts competition? That's not necessary. You are definitely no match for me. Moreover, even if your martial arts skills are better than mine, there is no way Boss Zi will let you stay." Yang Ming shook his head.

"Why is this?" At this time, a guest on the third floor asked.

"Because this person is really ugly, but he wants to be beautiful. Such a person who is ugly but wants to be beautiful can easily scare the beauties of Zilanxuan and also scare the guests. This is not good, and It's very bad." Yang Ming said seriously.

"Tsk." Zi Nu had already covered her small mouth at this time. This guy's infuriating skills are still as good as before.

"You kid is looking for death." Duan Liu couldn't help but became furious when he heard this. He was on the second floor and rushed towards Yang Ming. His speed was so fast that most people in Zilanxuan couldn't even see him. When they saw Duan Liu's figure again, they realized that a fist wind had hit Yang Ming from bottom to top.

"What a powerful person, this is the one from the Fourth Young Master's house." Someone on the third floor who just spoke had already figured out the origin of the person who made the move, and quickly put away their joking thoughts. In Xinzheng, the Fourth Young Master can do the same. He is a person who cannot be messed with.

Duan Liu's punches were fast, heavy, and fierce, enough to kill a galloping horse, and people were nothing in front of him.

However, one palm blocked the fist wind like a chasm.

Between the fists and palms, Duan Liu was unable to advance or retreat in a circle that was enough to kill a galloping horse.

He couldn't help mustering up all his strength and raising his skill to the limit, but Yang Ming standing in front of him remained motionless.

As his strength deepened, the stairs under his feet groaned under the weight, but the wooden board under Yang Ming's feet was not damaged at all. How could Duan Liu, who suddenly realized this, not know the depth of Yang Ming's internal strength? The exquisite control of strength is even better than his. Such a person is definitely not a being that he can defeat.

Especially now, although Yang Ming looks embarrassed, he is not very old. Such a person is most likely to come from a hundred families. Thinking of the hundreds of families with connections all over the seven countries, there are endless masters. Liu couldn't help but feel more and more timid.

However, now he is really in a difficult situation. The fight between fists and palms is a competition of internal strength. He cannot withdraw his strength if he wants to.

Suddenly, Duan Liu felt a greater force coming from him, and his body couldn't help but take a step back to stand firm. But fortunately, he no longer had to bear Yang Ming's palm force that couldn't be discerned at all.

Thinking that he just took a step back and stood firm, how could Duan Liu not know that Yang Ming was obviously merciful and took his own face into consideration, otherwise, he would most likely have flown out at this time, instead of like It's like this now, just a little bit worse.

Moreover, if this was not Zilanxuan, but fighting and killing in an uninhabited wilderness, I might become a corpse. Duan Liu thought with lingering fear.

"It seems that I am stronger." Yang Ming slowly retracted his hand and said.

"You are indeed stronger, better than me. A master like you deserves to be the guardian of Zilanxuan." Duan Liu's previous might has turned into fear. People who rely on strength will one day encounter To someone stronger than himself, just like him now.

"Let's go, we still have to sign a contract." Zi Nu rolled her eyes at Yang Ming and said. Yang Ming's behavior of looking for trouble is really a headache.

"Okay boss."

Looking at Zi Nu and Yang Ming who had disappeared on the fourth floor, there was inevitably a lot more to talk about in Zi Lan Xuan.