The next morning, outside the city.
In a relatively remote manor, several beautiful women were gathering together, each with a look of fear and helplessness, looking at a corpse placed on the bed.
That corpse was Aunt Gongsun, and these people were members of the Red Shoes organization.
"Auntie is dead!"
The woman who spoke had a veil on her face and could not see her specific appearance, but judging from her slim and well-proportioned figure, she must be a very good-looking woman.
"Last night, when my mother didn't come back, I felt uneasy. I sneaked into the city to look for her, and found her body on the long street shrouded in rainy night."
"Who killed her?" A woman wearing a black mask asked in a hoarse voice.
"I don't know!"
The veiled woman shook her head and said: "With Auntie's martial arts skills, there are not many people in Mingzhou who can kill her.
Moreover, the aunt died under the sword, with a sword piercing the center of the eyebrow. In the entire Mingzhou martial arts world, there are even fewer people who can kill the aunt with sword skills. "
Someone said, "My aunt's Qinggong skills are among the best in the martial arts world.
Last year, Yao Yue, the young palace master of Yihua Palace, one of the holy places of martial arts, had a brief encounter with the aunt when he went from Mingzhou to the imperial capital.
Although Auntie was defeated, her Qinggong was no worse than that of Yaoyue, and Yaoyue could not keep Auntie.
Those are the young masters of a holy land, and they can't kill the aunt. In this world, those two people are probably the only ones who can kill the aunt with sword skills, right? "
The veiled woman nodded slightly and spoke out two names, "Ximen Chuixue, Ye Gucheng!"
“These two people have perfected their swordsmanship and are called sword gods and sword masters by people in the martial arts world. This shows how strong their swordsmanship is.
If one of them draws a sword, although the aunt's Qinggong is fast, it is really not as fast as the opponent's sword. "
"It can't be them!"
The masked woman shook her head, "Although I love killing people, whether in a good or bad mood, she also knows who she can't afford to offend.
Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, the aunt knows their appearance, how could they provoke them for no reason? "
Someone frowned and said: "So, there are other swordsman masters in Baoding City, and their strength is not inferior to Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue?
It is said that Xiao Li Feidao is in the city, and the aunt came here to get information about him. If the aunt's fatal injury was not obviously a sword wound, I would have suspected that it was Xiao Li Feidao Li Xunhuan's hand. "
The veiled woman sighed, "It's useless to guess so much. It's better to send someone to the city to find out."
The masked woman said in a hoarse voice: "Second sister, are you planning to avenge the aunt? If I had grown other people's ambitions and destroyed my prestige, even the aunt would have been killed instantly with a sword. Even if we went together, that person would probably be just one more person." It’s about the sword!”
The veiled second sister shook her head, "We don't want revenge, but we at least need to know who killed the aunt? We can avoid this person in the future, right?"
Otherwise, if someone is as unlucky as Auntie and offends that person one day, wouldn't we also suffer? "
The girls nodded after hearing this, "The second sister said it is."
The second sister continued: "After we find out the situation, we will leave here. From now on, Red Shoes will enter a hiding period and will no longer issue new tasks.
When the situation stabilizes and there is no danger, we will discuss what to do with Red Shoes in the future. "
...
After having breakfast with Song Qian, the two rode horses out of the city.
After staying here for a month, it’s time to continue traveling and visit other places.
On this day, they came to a jujube forest.
Looking at the Zaolin in front of her, Song Qian asked curiously: "Brother, what are you doing here?"
Song Xuan smiled and said: "Come here to see the situation and have a chat with someone. If we can't chat, then we may have to kill someone else."
With that said, he got off the horse and stepped into the woods.
There is a simple wooden house in the middle of the jujube forest. The wooden house is not big, old and simple, but it is cleaned very clean and decorated very finely.
Inside the house, an old man with a short stature and a thin face was sitting at the door drinking wine. He seemed a little surprised when he saw Song and Xuan coming.
"Why, are you surprised to see me?"
The old man nodded, "I know you, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou are both working for you now.
If you can find this place, you should also know that Lu Xiaofeng and I are old friends. This guy often drinks from me, and I have always been paying attention to his movements. "
"Huo Xiu!"
Song Xuan looked calm and said, "Now that I've found you, you should understand the reason."
The old man shook his head and said in confusion: "I really don't know. Please tell me more clearly."
Song Xuan chuckled and said: "I don't like guessing riddles in the clouds. People who are clear don't tell secrets. The person behind the Qingyi Tower is you, right?
Mr. Huo! "
Huo Xiu, the richest master in the martial arts world in Mingzhou, is richer than Ye Gucheng and the Huamanlou family. He is extremely good at doing business and maintains good friendships with all the masters in the world.
Of course, these are all on the surface.
Secretly, he is the owner of Tsing Yi Tower, the largest killer organization in Mingzhou. Tsing Yi Tower branches are almost all over Mingzhou, and have even established strongholds in other states overseas.
Song Xuan was assassinated by Qingyi Tower several times, and he came here today to find an explanation from Master Huo.
Or, if you don’t give me an explanation, then I will give you an explanation!
Huo Xiu looked calm and composed. He sat motionless and said calmly, "Did the young hero admit the wrong person? How can I be the owner of the Qingyi Building if I am a bad old man?"
Song Xuan smiled and said, "Since Master Huo knows me, he must know my origin. If it hadn't been determined, do you think I would find this place specifically!"
Huo Xiu put down the wine bottle in his hand and took a deep breath, "So, the young hero has determined that I am the owner of Qingyi Building?"
This time, before Song Xuan could say anything, Song Qian snorted coldly, "Nonsense! If my brother says you are, then you are!"
Huo Xiu was silent for a moment, and then his waist straightened up, his sleeves and robes swelled, and the innate Qi circulated in his body at high speed, and his aura became different at this moment.
"Okay, I confess, I am!"
As he spoke, he laughed and said: "So, is the young hero coming to deal with me as a Xuanyi guard, or is he coming to me as a man of the world to ask for an explanation?"
Song Xuan said calmly, "A man from the world."
Hearing what he said, Huo Xiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Since it's a matter of the world, everything is easy to talk about. The young hero took action before he came up. I guess that's what he planned to do, right?"
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