"Congratulations to Fat...Senior Brother Liu, congratulations to Senior Brother Liu!"
Among the Qingcheng Sword Sect, the "Fat Swordsman" Liu Dawei was still practicing his sword skills hard. Qi Dayuan suddenly broke into the martial arts hall, waving the book in his hand, his face full of joy.
"Junior Brother Qi, where does the joy come from?" Liu Dawei saw the book in his hand and had a vague guess in his heart, but he asked to himself.
"Senior Brother has not only returned to the Heroic List, but his ranking has also risen several places. He is now ranked ninety-seven. How can it not be a great joy for our Qingcheng Sword Sect?" Qi Dayuan opened the "Daqian Heroic List" in his hand and pointed out He said while looking at the list on the last page.
Liu Dawei looked carefully and saw the penultimate line on the page that read:
"Number ninety-seven, 'Fat Swordsman' Liu Dawei, male, 28 years old, Qingcheng Sword Sect..."
"Why did it rise by three places? Are there two heroes who are over the age?" He asked with a trembling voice, almost unable to believe his eyes.
"I heard that someone participated in the rebellion and was removed from the list by the imperial court." Qi Dayuan reported the information truthfully, "There are three others who have not been seen for a long time. Their bodies were recently found and they have been dead for a long time."
"Okay, okay!" Although Liu Dawei forced himself to remain calm, his face still burst into laughter. He reached out to take the list and carefully stared at the page, looking left and right, as if he was admiring a rare treasure.
He didn't know how long it took before he reluctantly closed the book, but he couldn't help but start reading from the beginning.
Upon seeing this, Liu Dawei, who was originally smiling, suddenly turned dark, threw the book to the ground, and said angrily: "Junior brother Qi, you actually used this fake list of heroes to tease me. It's really unreasonable." !”
After that, he waved his sleeves, turned around and left the martial arts hall angrily, leaving the confused Qi Dayuan on the spot.
"What?" Qi Dayuan was startled and couldn't help but pick up the "List of Heroes of Da Qian" on the ground and flip through it.
When he saw the content on the first page, the expression on his face suddenly became strange.
The first page of the book reads:
"The first one, 'Prince Wu' Li Qing, male, 28 years old, Prince Wu's Mansion..."
"Second, 'Phantom Sword' Leng Wushuang, female, nineteen years old, Piaohua Palace..."
"The third one, 'Deadly Scholar' Nangong Yu, male, 27 years old, from the Nangong family..."
"The fourth one, 'Phantom Sword' Nangong Ling, female, 21 years old, Piaohua Palace..."
"Fifth place, 'Flowing Light Sword' Liu Qiqi, female, seventeen years old, Piaohua Palace..."
"Sixth place, 'Miracle Doctor and Demon Chef' Zhong Wen, male, seventeen years old, Piaohua Palace..."
"The seventh place, 'Tiandao Singer' Zheng Yueting, female, seventeen years old, Piaohua Palace..."
"Eighth place, 'Princess Snow Eagle' Gan Muyun, female, 24 years old, Fantasy Beast Sect..."
"Ninth place, 'Female Overlord' Shen Xiaowan, female, fourteen years old, Piaohua Palace..."
"Tenth place, 'Dragon Broken Sword' Xue Pingxi, male, 27 years old, Dingxi General Mansion..."
"It seems that it is indeed a parallel import. This forger is really careless." Qi Dayuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, lamenting that he would be deceived by such a poor forgery. "Among the top ten, there are actually six from Piaohua Palace, and there is a fourteen-year-old girl, she is really talking nonsense, our Qingcheng Sword Sect and Piaohua Palace are neighbors, don’t you know how much they weigh?"
As he spoke, he angrily threw the "Da Qian Heroes List" in his hand into the wastebasket and hurriedly chased in the direction Liu Dawei left: "Senior Brother Liu, please listen to my explanation..."
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There are dozens of cells densely arranged in the entire dungeon, but only a small hole in the outer wall in the center can barely let in a ray of light. For the dark dungeon, it can be said to be a drop in the bucket.
The moisture in the cell was not released, and there was a musty smell. From time to time, rats were scurrying around underneath. These rats walked arrogantly in front of people, showing no fear of the prisoners in the prison.
Xiao Wenjian lay flat on the hard wooden bed, his face pale and weak, his body motionless, like a corpse.
Since he was imprisoned in the dungeon, he has never received proper treatment. The damage caused by Leng Wushuang's terrifying sword has never been healed. As long as he uses his spiritual power a little, a burst of extremely cold air will heal him. It spread among the limbs and bones, causing his teeth to tremble with the cold and his limbs to become stiff. Even if he just wanted to exert spiritual power at the level of a human wheel, it was difficult to do so.
However, there was no expression of pain on his face. He just stared blankly at the winding lines on the ceiling, constantly recalling the sword skills of his opponents such as Lin Zhiyun, Li Qing and Leng Wushuang in his mind.
"Prisoner, someone is visiting!" The guard's cold voice suddenly came from outside the cell door.
Xiao Wenjian ignored the guard's voice and still looked at the roof quietly, unwilling to even turn his head.
"Prisoner!"
The guard's voice became louder.
Xiao Wenjian remained motionless. Ever since he entered this place, except for eating and excreting, he had always maintained this posture.
Seeing that the guard was about to get angry, a gentle voice came from the side: "It's okay. I'll go in personally. I just want to question the traitor. It won't take long."
"Sir Shu, you must not do this," the guard said urgently, "This thief has a high level of cultivation. If he gets angry and hurts you, the Lord will not peel off the villain's skin!"
It turns out that the person who came to visit Xiao Wenjian was Shu Yun's father, Shu Shu, the Minister of War.
Behind him stood a guard in white attire. This man's height and build were somewhat similar to Xiao Wenjian in the cell. The weapon in his hand had been confiscated before entering the prison.
"How can he hurt me when he looks like a dead man?" Shu Shu smiled disapprovingly, "What's more, I, as a guard, am a master of the Heavenly Wheel. Even if the traitor is not injured, he is no match for him."
"This..." the guard hesitated.
"Don't worry, I will take care of everything." Shu Shu saw that he was still uneasy, so he comforted him softly, "Brother, just open the door and let me in."
"...Yes." The jailers in the imperial capital are also well-informed people. They know that the Minister of War has participated in the rebellion and has been killed. The Minister of War in front of him is very likely to go one step further and sit on the position of Minister. How dare he offend him? , finally made a concession.
Stepping into the damp and dark cell, Shu Shu smelled the rotten egg-like smell, frowned slightly, then relaxed, turned to the guard and said gently: "Brother, what I want to do next is The content of the interrogation is a secret of the imperial court, so please stay away for a moment."
"Yes." Once he started to compromise, the guard no longer had any psychological burden, and he agreed to Shu Shu's request. He bowed respectfully and withdrew from the sight of the two of them.
"Brother, please give me some water. The weather is very hot and muggy, and I'm really thirsty." When passing a cell, two prisoners in colorful clothes rushed to the door and begged loudly.
"What kind of heavenly wheel expert from the Leshan sect, after entering my prison, is not wagging his tail like two dogs begging for mercy? Bah!" The guard glanced at the exaggerated cockscomb and airplane heads above the two people's heads with disdain, without a trace of pity in his heart. , walked past the door coldly.
In just over a moment, Shu Shu and the guard in white reappeared in front of the guard: "Thank you very much, brother. This is just a small thing. Please don't refuse."
Shu Shu smiled, giving him a feeling of spring breeze, and quietly handed over a spiritual crystal ticket in his hand.
Putting the spiritual crystal ticket into the guard's hand, the Minister of War hurried away with the guard without giving him a chance to decline or refuse.
Looking at the note worth up to one hundred spirit crystals in his hand, the guard's hesitation lasted only a few breaths before his eyes showed determination and he put the note into his pocket very skillfully.
Tonight, you can go to "Yihongyuan" to have a cool time. With these hundred spiritual crystals, it is more than enough to order two of the best girls.
Looking at Shu Shu's retreating figures, he was thinking happily, not noticing at all that the gait of the guard in white looked extremely unnatural.
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"who!"
By the spring at the top of the Thirteen Peaks in Liangshan, Zhong Wen was spying on Thirteen Niang Mu... to explore the enemy's situation. He accidentally exposed his clues and alerted the other party.
The graceful and fairy-like owner of the mountain village gave a clear scolding, and his delicate body quickly jumped to the edge of the spring. He stretched out his hand to pull the plain blue coat from the edge of the spring and put it on his body. He jumped to the shore and slowly walked towards where Zhong Wen was. of bushes approaching.
Isn't it just drinking some bath water? Why am I so excited?
I don’t know how many people rushed to drink the bath water of beautiful women in previous lives.
Zhong Wen felt regretful and secretly blamed himself for not being calm enough, which not only interrupted the beautiful scenery in front of him, but also exposed his traces.
"Squeak! Squeak!"
Seeing the Thirteenth Niang's figure getting closer and closer, cold sweat broke out on Zhong Wen's forehead. He suddenly opened his mouth and imitated the sound of a monkey.
After all, there is a "Complete of Animal Languages" in his mind. In this world, when it comes to simulating animal sounds, I'm afraid no one can do it better than Zhong Wen.
Even if a real monkey hears it, I'm afraid he will raise his thumb and say: "Squeak! (Standard!)"
"It turned out to be a monkey, really naughty." Thirteenth Niang paused and murmured to herself, "It scared me."
After that, she stopped approaching, but had no intention of continuing to bathe. She turned around, put on her shoes and socks, left the spring, and hurried towards the yard.
On the importance of learning a foreign language!
Zhong Wen breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, which was already wet with sweat. He calmed down, activated the "Breathe Condensation Technique" again, launched the "Immortal Steps in the Cloud" and followed quietly, but did not dare to lean too close. close.
Arriving at the top of the yard, I had just found a good place to lurk, when I saw the door being pushed open with a "squeak", and the slim figure of Thirteenth Niang appeared in the yard again.
At this time, she had changed into a crimson short-sleeved skirt. The dress was tightly wrapped, which highlighted her curvy figure. Her snow-white shoulders and upper arms were exposed, but she had two sleeves on her forearms. Under the short skirt, two slender legs are dazzling, and the calf is also wearing two leg condoms. The black hair is tied up high behind the head, and a long sword is hung on the back. The beautiful eyes There was a fierce color in it, which looked majestic and capable. It was actually a very different temperament from the charming goddess bathing in the spring, and they were completely different.
"Master, brothers are all ready." Outside the courtyard gate, the girl Huan Huan has also put on a black outfit, showing off her exquisite curves, which is very promising.
"Have Yao Bei's people arrived?" Thirteenth Niang asked calmly.
"Already waiting outside."
"Let's go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two graceful and vigorous figures quickly disappeared outside the courtyard gate.
Zhong Wen rolled his eyes and followed him quickly, intending to witness this changing night.
