Taiping Inn

Li Xuandu secretly reminded him by sending a message: "Miss Gong, your acting skills are really average, just like playing chess with bad chess, and he is addicted to chess skills. I have been lying on the ground for a long time, and you only remember it now. See if I die? It's not realistic at all. If you're a scheming person, you'll see through it at a glance."

The palace official used his heart and thoughts, and while crying, he also sent a message: "You can do it, you can go."

"I didn't get in? If I didn't get in, who would be pretending to be dead here?"

"You have the nerve to say that a big man will pretend to be dead when something happens."

"A man who pretends to be dead is better than a woman like you who only causes trouble and will not make trouble."

"Tell me quickly, how should I end next."

"I don't know, you want to go, I'm seriously injured and dying now and can't speak anymore. If it really doesn't work, just go to that young man as a concubine."

"You want to die?"

Just as the two were talking, the young man had already spoken again: "I have only practiced the crop-handler for a few days and knew a little bit of a shallow knife. This heroine only needs to dispel me, a useless servant. Then let’s forget about what happened today, I won’t pursue anything anymore.”

This young man surnamed Zhao was not aimless. He had already looked at it. This woman who stood out was just a cultivation level in the innate realm. She was indeed very good. She was much better than the waste in Qingluan Guard. If she was replaced by a young man from other aristocratic families, she would have to do so. Maybe he really wanted to swallow his anger, but unfortunately he met him. His father was Zhao Lianggeng, the governor of Jingchu. Not only did he let him be the senator of the punishment at the age of twentieth, but he also transferred one to him. Guardian of the innate realm.

It is also the innate realm, so there are differences in importance, just like the Zifu Sword Immortal. When he was only in the innate realm, he could make a big fuss in Heshuo. He picked countless famous masters in his sword. Once he entered the realm of Return, he would reach the top of the top. Top of the mysterious list. There is also the innate realm, but just a fancy way, who can only bully people at a lower level than their own realm. There is a difference between this.

Seeing this old seventh, the female swordsman's expression became very serious and said slowly: "I heard for a long time that there are thirteen masters in the martial arts world under Governor Zhao. I followed the example of Qingluan Guard's 'Thirteen Grandmaster' and was also Jing Chu. The world calls it the "Thirteenth Taibao". Since Mr. Zhao calls you the "Lao Qi", you are the junior brother of the "Yan Luo Dao" Luo's old escort leader. Fang Zhu of the seventh Taibao? "

Fang Zhu said, "You have some knowledge."

Li Xuandu and the palace official looked at each other.

Both of them have memories of this "Lao Lao Eunuch". At that time, the chief escort of the Long Family Eunuch Bureau of the Long Family Eunuch Bureau was this Lao Eunuch. His realm and cultivation are quite good, but in the female woman In front of such a giant as the sect, it is vulnerable. The palace officials did not even take action personally, but sent Qinghuiji, who was under his command, first used the female disciples of the Pin Nu Sect to induce his disciples to betray him and inform him of the news, and then used a "Blood Dragon Pill" to lure him to kill him.

Now the Long family is headed by Mrs. Long, who has used thunder to wipe out all kinds of opposition forces in the family. However, few people know that Mrs. Long has long been worshipped by the female and female sect and has become the female sect. disciple.

The female swordsman glanced at Li Xuandu who had woken up, took a deep breath, and asked, "Young Master Zhao, do you have to do this?"

Mr. Zhao sneered and no longer paid attention to her. Instead, he sat behind a table not far away. His entourage shouted, "Shopkeeper, come with tea!"

The shopkeeper hiding behind the counter could only come out tremblingly to serve tea himself.

At this moment, the palace official said, "This, this female hero, you don't have to worry about us. I, I, can only accept my fate."

A look of hesitation and struggle appeared on the face of the female swordsman.

But this young master Zhao didn't want to stop: "I want to leave? How can there be such a good thing in this world? If you have been your passerby outside the teahouse, then this young master will not interfere with you, but Since you have walked into this teahouse and want to go out again, you have to ask whether this young master agrees or not.”

The female swordsman hesitated for a moment and asked, "What are you going to do with Mr. Zhao?"

Mr. Zhao pretended to be pondering for a moment, showed a faint smile, and pointed to the position beside him, "You might as well sit down and talk."

Fang Zhu, who is famous in Jingchu, took a step back and stood in front of his master, holding the hilt of the knife with his palm, staring at the female swordsman with his eyes tightly, and could draw the sword at any time.

The female swordsman's face was covered with a layer of frost.

The young man smiled and said, "You don't give me face either."

After the words came, Fang Zhu had already drawn his sword. He saw a sword light suddenly appearing like a full moon in this small teahouse. In an instant, another sword light exploded rapidly like spring thunder. Then I could hear the endless sound of metal and stone. But it was the female swordsman who finally fought with Fang Zhu, with swords and shadows intertwined, dazzled.

However, it can be clearly seen that Fang Zhu's swordsmanship is more experienced and he is better in terms of qi cultivation, so after thirty moves, the female swordsman slowly fell into a disadvantage.

Fang Zhu sneered on his face, and the single sword in his hand suddenly entered the palace. When the female swordsman saw that the momentum was coming, he returned to the sword to block it. Fang Zhu turned his wrist slightly, and the long sword in his hand came to the side. With a "clang" sound, the long sword in his hand was actually It was directly shocked, but Fangzhu's long sword was not obstructed at all and stabbed the female swordsman in the chest.

The female swordsman was shocked and had no choice but to close her eyes and wait for death.

After waiting for a while, he didn't feel like the blade entering his body for a long time. He couldn't help but open his eyes and saw the middle-aged man blocking his sword for her, but the middle-aged man was not feeling well, with an arm Blood was dripping.

The female swordsman was stunned: "You, are you okay?"

Song Fuchen shook his head expressionlessly. If we talk about realm cultivation, Song Fuchen is not inferior to King Greedy Wolf, but is a real master of the Heavenly Realm Realm. How could he be injured by a martial artist in the innate realm? If it were not forcing him to show his true cultivation, he would not dare to expose his true cultivation. This knife may not be able to break his protective energy. Now it's just a scary look. As long as he intentionally contracts his muscles, he can stop the bleeding immediately.

Fang Zhu took a few steps back, a little surprised.

"Okay, okay." Mr. Zhao gently patted his hands: Heroes save the beauty. ”

Fang Zhu said in a deep voice: "Young Master."

Mr. Zhao waved his hand and signaled him to retreat for the time being, and then said with a smile: "You wild people in the world are different from ordinary people, and are superior to others, but in my eyes, you are from the ordinary people who dig out food in the soil. There is no difference. Taoist ancestor said that: Heaven and earth are not kind to treat all things as straw dogs; saints are not kind to treat the people as straw dogs. Good words and golden sentences are really in line with the situation.”

Then the young master Zhao pulled the corner of his mouth: "In my eyes, what's the difference between you people and dogs?"

He sneered coldly, "What kind of heroes in the world, the leader of the gang, weren't they all stray dogs whose backbone were trampled by the court in their early years? Half of the Taixuan list were in Qingluan Guard, and the court did not speak. How many people dare to speak out? Now that the court is in decline and the world is in chaos, you are cheering up and want to turn over? "

Speaking of this, the young master Zhao suddenly felt that it was boring to say these words with these little people. He couldn't help but sigh and said to himself: "After the car book is mixed with thousands of miles, how can there be a different border in the world? He will bring millions of troops to the capital. Up, the first peak of Kunlun is now!”

At this moment, someone said, "This young master is not very capable, but he is not very angry; he doesn't read much, but he shows off a lot."

The young man surnamed Zhao turned his head and saw a slender young man standing at the door of the teahouse. He had such a good appearance. Even when a man saw him, he would have to develop a bit of admiration. There was also a woman standing next to him, and she could only describe it in four words: the beauty of the country. The two walked into the teahouse side by side, and the glory shone brightly.

Mr. Zhao's eyes lit up. Look at the appearance of these two people, they should be a couple. If they can take down the couple together, both men and women, it will be the best pleasure in the world. Even if they don't change a god, they will be .

Thinking of these dirty things, Mr. Zhao's face was not obvious at all, and he asked with a chuckling, "Who is your lord?"

The young man smiled faintly and said, "My surname is Su, and I came from the Su family of Jinling Prefecture. I have traveled here today. I wonder what you have to do with me?"

"I can't talk about the teachings." Mr. Zhao said calmly: "You said I don't study much, how do you explain this?"

The person who came was Yan Feiqing. His pseudonym was borrowed from Su Yunxian's surname, named Su Yunqing. After all, the Su family is a family second only to the Qian family in Jinling Mansion, and there are many people with the Yun generation. The key is Su Yun Meng is familiar with the Su family. If she really talks about the Su family, she is not afraid of showing her timidity.

Yan Feiqing smiled slightly: "Creating straw is a dog, and it is used for sacrifice. Once you finish the work, you will abandon it and practice it. This is the origin of "straw dog", which shows that straw dog is not a dog. It's fine, but you can force yourself to say there is one' "Dog". But if you are really a person who read the three thousand words of the Taoist ancestor, you should know that there is no such sentence in the version of the Chu bamboo slips. Only the "between heaven and earth in this chapter, is it just like the dragon and the dragon? Immortal but unyielding, He moves and gets out. 'But it has nothing to do with the dog. Is it not that he doesn't read much or show off a lot of things? "