"Why do I want girls to like me?"
"Don't you like girls?"
"I don't like people who ask for money."
"how could you do this?"
"got used to."
…
Miss Yan'er is a little worried. This man is not only proud, indifferent, and highly skilled in martial arts, but he is also stingy and boring.
"Miss Yan'er, serve the wine!"
Not far away, three young men holding weapons came from downstairs. They were all strong, with slightly protruding temples. At first glance, they looked like masters of martial arts!
Miss Yan'er obviously recognized a few of them, so she hurriedly greeted them and narrowed her eyes: "Young man, these are the three heroes Fu Liu Dao, Hao Fang Ke and Ru Yun Long. Which gust of wind brought you here?"
"It's you, the coquettish man who can smell it from ten miles away, and the evil man with one hundred thousand taels of silver and three books of superior martial arts techniques!"
The three of them laughed and sat down separately while joking.
"Serve the wine!"
Miss Yan'er asked the waiter to bring the wine flask, and filled it for the three of them considerately, with bright eyes: "Excellent martial arts skills? Are they real or fake?"
Ruyunlong smiled and said, "How can I lie to you?"
Miss Yan'er's heart moved, and she said with a sweet smile: "Where did you get it? The top-notch martial arts skills are worth more than ten thousand gold? Could it be brought by the strong wind?"
Fu Liudao said calmly: "Is it possible that Miss Yan'er doesn't know about the murder orders of Shenqian Villa, Du Family and Duanyang Tower?"
Miss Yan'er blinked her big eyes: "How could a mere prostitute from the Nu family know about such terrible things? Who is so unlucky that he is wanted by three families?"
The bold guest laughed and explained like a teacher: "This man's name is Xin Zhuo. He is a cunning and treacherous mountain bandit. It is said that he is good at poison. In the past, he deceived Mr. Zhao and others, and later he poisoned Mr. Tang and Du. Young Master and Hero Xue Huaiwei!"
"So that's it!" Miss Yan'er asked, "Will he pass by here?"
Fu Liudao said: "This is what the ancient master calculated. I spent five hundred taels of silver to buy it. I'm afraid it's true!"
Miss Yan'er blinked her eyes: "Since this person is so powerful and all three of Mr. Tang have been killed, why do the three of you dare to come? The slave family doesn't look down on the three of you, but they are just worried that the three of you are in danger."
"Hahaha..." Hao Fangke laughed, "You don't know something. It is said that the little thief is only sixteen or seventeen years old. How high is his martial arts level? He is just a master of poison. We have prepared seventeen solutions. The medicine should be somewhat certain!"
Miss Yan'er nodded: "As the saying goes, wealth is gained through danger, the three heroes are really thoughtful people."
The three of them were about to joke a little more, when a cold voice came from not far away: "This person belongs to me! You can go!"
The three of them and Miss Yaner looked at each other.
It was Yan Kuzong who was sitting by the window. Although he was talking, his eyes were still staring at the official road outside the window, and he didn't seem to take the three of them seriously.
Fu Liudao and the other three looked at each other and couldn't help but look grim: "Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?"
"Canglang——"
Yan Kuozong's sword has been unsheathed, with the word "Li Feng" engraved on the snow-white blade.
The expressions of Fu Liu Dao and the other three people couldn't help but change. They immediately stood up and saluted respectfully: "It turns out to be Li Feng Swordsman Yan Cuizong. Please forgive me for my poor eyesight! Forgive me!"
Li Feng Swordsman Yan Chuzong is thirty-one years old. He entered the sixth level realm last year. He is famous for his unpredictable sword skills and is definitely not comparable to the seventh level warriors like them.
Yan Chuzong did not reply when he heard the words. He seemed to have regarded the three people as dead people, and his eyes were still looking at Guandao. In fact, his eyes had never moved.
At this moment, on the official road, three people pulled a wooden "slip" and walked slowly.
His cold eyes lit up slightly, and he disappeared in a flash.
He is indeed a master, what a beautiful Qinggong.
The three Fu Liu Dao and Miss Yan'er looked at each other, picked up their swords, and immediately ran to the window to look at it. Then, they froze on the spot with a blank look on their faces——
Li Feng Swordsman Yan Kuizong suddenly lay down on his back, his hair all messed up.
Of course he didn't fall by himself. He had a sword, a gun and a sledgehammer on him.
The four of them looked at each other again and saw a hint of panic in each other's eyes. They quickly returned to their seats as if nothing had happened.
Yan Kuozong was lying on the solid stone street, his whole body aching. Pedestrians around him stayed away and looked at him in horror.
His head was a little confused and his heart was slightly blocked. He was somewhat sure, but he didn't expect that Xue Huaiwei and the others would take action against him.
One against three in the same realm, he is certainly no match.
He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Xue Huaiwei and the others. His expression was still cold, as if he was the winner. He didn't mean to do this, he was just used to it:
"Why? Are you controlled by Thief Xin?"
"We are actually saving you!" Tang Shize still held the sword, but his expression was very strange.
"Save me?" Yan Kuizong frowned.
Xue Huaiwei nodded and said: "That's right! If we don't save you, you are already a corpse now!"
Yan Kuzong finally looked at the young man sitting on the wooden "sliding boat" behind him. He looked at it carefully and could not tell his level of martial arts. He shook his head and said, "I don't understand this statement!"
Xue Huaiwei and the others immediately got out of the way and said with a strange look on their faces: "Very good, you try it!"
Yan Kuozongzhen jumped up and grabbed the knife he had thrown aside. Just as he was about to touch the handle of the knife, a stone suddenly flew over and accurately broke the little thumb of his right hand.
He was stunned and looked at Xin Zhuo in horror. Naturally, he saw a trace of cyan wood attribute Qi in the air, and his body began to tremble violently.
Tang Shi then suppressed his laughter and asked: "Death, or pulling a cart?"
Yan Chuzong finally picked up the knife again, but this time he inserted it into the scabbard and said coldly: "I've loved pulling carts since I was a child!"
…
"Crunch, crunch..."
The wooden "sliding boat" stayed in Fengma Town for half an hour, bought enough food for the road, and then continued on the road.
It's just that the original three people pulling the cart became four.
As night fell, the suburbs were dark. Xue Huaiwei and Tang Shi were holding torches in front of them. It was no problem to see the road clearly.
"How many masters have taken over the Jianghu pursuit order now?"
Tang Shize asked Yan Cuizong curiously, without deliberately suppressing his voice. After all, he was already a prisoner. It didn't matter whether Xin Zhuo heard it or not.
Yan Chunzong turned around and smiled coldly to please, and then thought for a moment: "I alone know that there are more than a hundred people including Mr. Gu, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Ge, Shaolin Master Xingchi, Wudang Ke Qinge and so on!"
"The ancient man? The second-fifth-level, Guqi old man from Gujiabao who is good at calculations?" Xue Huaiwei was finally moved.
Yan Cunzong nodded: "That's right! To be honest, I and others know your whereabouts and you all bought them from the ancient master."
Du Jiunian asked: "Why doesn't he come?"
Yan Chunzong thought for a while and said: "Maybe he wants others to explore Xin...the truth of the king first."
Xin Zhuo, who had been listening silently, suddenly asked: "How many people are there in the realm of Master Gu? What is the highest realm?"
Yan Chuzong turned around and said seriously: "The ancient master is in the fifth-level realm. There are not many people like him. There are probably three or four. No matter how high the realm is, there are probably no fifth-level masters.
Because the 100,000 taels of silver and three sets of high-grade martial arts from the three families of Shenqiang Villa can only impress martial artists of the fifth and lower grades at most, and the masters will not care. "
Xin Zhuo nodded, that's the truth. He had tested the opinions of Xue Huaiwei and the others on the way. The three families of Shenqiang Villa did not have a master of the Junior Grandmaster Realm, with the highest combat power of level 5, so what they could offer was limited.
He asked: "Where are the people from Shenqian Villa, Du Family and Duanyang Tower?"
Xue Huaiwei and the others immediately looked at their noses, noses and hearts, and pricked up their ears.
Yan Chuzong was stunned: "Something seems to have happened to the three families. It is said that they gathered in Duanyang Tower to discuss, and they ignored it after issuing the Jianghu killing order."
