From the back door of Wanhua Building, an ordinary-looking carriage drove out. The driver was an unusually tall man with a mask.
In the carriage, the atmosphere was dull.
Luo Chuan was sitting in the corner, leaning against the layers of soft cushions, reading a book, but had not turned a page for a long time. Siqi sat side by side with him, and his eyes seemed to be staring at the book in his hand, or not looking at anything at all. .
By the windows on both sides of the carriage, two women were squatting and sitting. The one squatting was the shadow of a black tights, and the one sitting was Qianxue in white, who opened the curtain and looked out.
While Si Qi was in a daze, he subconsciously touched the golden dagger at his waist. He came back to his senses in surprise, glanced at Shadow and Qianxue and then looked at Luochuan. After all, he couldn't help but ask softly. He said, "So Wangchuan Jianxiu knows you...her whereabouts?"
Luo Chuan seemed to have come back to his senses because of this question and whispered, "Since the incident when I was nine years old can finally induce Lu Zu to take action personally, there must be someone above Wangchuan who knows what happened at that time. Maybe Lu Zu will take action against me." The identity of the person who took action is known to the closest or related disciples, for example, the Wangchuan sword cultivator who ran to Zhongjing City to meet me."
"This is just a contingency," Siqi said hesitantly, "Is she...still unable to know?"
"Having a clue is better than having nothing at all." This time it was Qianxue who took over the conversation. She lowered the car curtain and lowered her head to adjust the hem of her white skirt. "That person is not Lu Zu. No matter what he is planning, it is I have no scruples about the people in our hometown, so I always believe that she is not dead."
"I saw her body before," Shadow, who had never been very interested in anything, suddenly said, "That is indeed her body."
Qianxue smiled and said, "In this world, is there anything that cannot be mistaken for real? What's more, it's just a corpse. If she had really gone, why would Luo Tianen have been secretly investigating for so many years? Then what was he investigating? He As someone who had witnessed those events back then, he naturally knew the identity of that person. After all, there were not many people with that kind of strength in Central China. If the identity of that person hadn't been investigated, Luo Chuan's Heart Sea Restriction would have been in place. He solved it when he was nine years old, what else does he need to investigate?”
"Maybe..." Siqi said in a voice that almost only she could hear, "Maybe to find out how to take revenge...?"
Everyone in the carriage was so advanced in cultivation that they could not hear what she said. Qianxue looked at her coldly after hearing this, "If he had the ability to take revenge, he would have done it long ago. Check, check, what can he find?! Especially when he is still going to Give us the clues about her before he dies. If Yunyue is not still alive, what else would he need to find out her whereabouts after he has been searching for more than ten years without any results?"
Siqi had never seen Qianxue look like this before, and was so frightened that he dared not speak out.
Luo Chuan exhaled a long breath and said slowly, "I have been thinking just now that the person behind the scenes is extremely powerful. He chose to plant the inner sea restriction on me, as if he was using me to blackmail my parents who control me. It seems reasonable to do something, but in fact it is not reasonable. Since he is so powerful, why not directly plant a mind-sea ban on my parents, or some other means, so that not only can they both be controlled, How can we prevent people from having rebellious thoughts?"
"It turns out that this is indeed the case," Luo Chuan frowned slightly, "My father sent me to Zhongjing City as a hostage, which was obviously not part of the plan of the person behind the scenes, let alone what happened with Lu Zu's Thousand Miles of Sword when I was nine years old. , even more unplanned, and my mother, who had been living peacefully in the Yun family in Guangjun for a year, suddenly disappeared and died. I am afraid that she also wanted to send me to Wangchuan. , but failed to succeed and was destroyed by the person behind the scenes or his men. It was probably because of this that she encountered disaster..."
The three women were silent.
Luo Chuan continued, "That's why I felt that maybe what the person behind the scenes was planning was me from the beginning?!"
Luo Chuan's words were extremely plain, but they shocked the three women in the carriage!
Qianxue narrowed her eyes and said slowly, "When that person attacked you, you were just a newborn baby, so what was the point of him attacking you?!
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Luochuan shook his head and murmured to himself, "I still can't figure it out..."
Qianxue was speechless and looked complicated.
Siqi looked at everyone's faces and asked, "If this is really the case, what should we do?"
"No," Luo Chuan suddenly threw the book aside and stretched, "I suddenly feel that what Senior Nanfeng said just now is not completely unreasonable. At least at the moment, we can only Do what we can, and for the rest, just take it one step at a time."
Siqi opened his mouth, speechless.
At this time, the carriage shook slightly and stopped somewhere. Luo Changgong knocked on the carriage and his voice came in, "Sir, we are here."
"Okay," Luo Chuan stood up and straightened his robe, bent down and got out of the carriage, looked at the man with a simple and honest smile not far in front of the carriage, and said with a smile, "Senior Silversmith, you have been waiting for a long time. There are more at Wanhua Building. It took some time."
That man was a silversmith. Hearing what Luo Chuan said, he scratched the back of his head and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, anyway, we are just here forging iron and other things every day. It doesn't matter if we wait. Lord Prefect, please invite some girls." Yes, please come in."
Luo Chuan didn't have to be too polite, so he and the three women went into the backyard of the blacksmith shop. They had all been here before, so they were no strangers to it. Under the guidance of the silversmith, they entered under a shed in the backyard.
The silversmith waved his hand, and several thicker iron embryos were gently moved to the side like feathers, and then fell gently. He bent down and pulled out a thick long strip from under a stack of boxes. He pulled out the shaped wooden box and said, "This flying sword of yours has only been ready for a few days, but recently there have been a lot of people who have made swords, so it's all been pushed down," he babbled. As he spoke, he placed the sword box flat on the only stone table under the shed, wiped the dust on the surface of the box with his sleeve, and then opened it.
He saw a dark flying sword lying quietly in the box.
The hilt of the flying sword was pitch black and covered with dense patterns. The sword grid was short and tightly connected to the pitch black scabbard.
The scabbard is also pitch black, and only the sword and sword are wrapped in dark gold metal with dense patterns engraved on it. It seems that in order to seek the perfect presentation of the sword and the scabbard, it uses the same dark color. The golden metal is slightly embellished on the sword head, and the entire flying sword looks seamless.
The silversmith pointed two fingers, and the flying sword flew up together with the scabbard, hovering in front of everyone, trembling slightly, "The prefect said that he wanted to make a scabbard. We are lucky to live up to our fate, but about this sword of the princes, He looked at Luochuan and his honest smile disappeared, "How much does the prefect know?!"
