Chapter 84 Tips

Even if Sanxiu knew that the former master of Zen was killed by himself, he was still unwilling to spread heroic posts, but the swordsman quickly thought of an extremely serious thing, which made the swordsman's face pale.

In the dark, the swordsman flew forward like a flying arrow from the string, and the white clothes flew up and down in the dark forest, looking like a ghost from afar.

Under the rapid light power flight, the swordsman's thoughts were annoyed. They buried the public defeat in the cabinet room, but they forgot that the public losses would obviously leave their true information. It is estimated that this is also the reason why the swordsman and the swordsman can quickly find it.

"Where is the young hero going?" A call came from the forest behind him.

The swordsman turned his head and saw that a familiar face appeared in front of the swordsman, which instantly raised the heart of the swordsman to the peak. The person who came was not the so-called Fang Miaoyu who wanted to return to the Sixth Empire of the Southern Tang Dynasty. Guard of the Cherry Blossom Gate.

Seeing Fang Miaoyu coming out at this time, a bad feeling naturally rose in the heart of the sword clan. The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and the swordsman did not see the familiar Xiao Yu, and the thoughts of the swordsman flashed quickly. It seems that Fang Miaoyu can't resist the ** of Xuanhun chasing jade. Thinking of this, the sword clan is a cold hum.

"Shaoxia, don't be in a hurry to get angry. I'm not what you think." Fang Miaoyu's face overflowed with a smile,

The sword clan is a little confused: "I don't know, Elder Fang, what's the matter?"

"Guess." Fang Miaoyu stretched out his hands from his sleeve robe and looked like he was searching, which made the swordsman even more angry and annoyed at this time: "If you have something to say, the younger generation still has something to deal with.

Fang Miaoyu, who was in his 40s, released his true breath, and his body retreated under the control of his feet. Fang Miaoyu's sleeve robe flew over, and a white ball shot out of Fang Miaoyu's hand. The white ball flew in front of the swordsman and stopped, as if it had been pulled and fell lightly.

"This is my lady's letter to you. As the saying goes, the people of the Southern Tang Dynasty are open. Please forgive me." The distant voice of Fang Miaoyu disappeared among the fields.

Of course, the swordsman understands Xiao Yu's temperament, which is quite unrestrained. This can be seen from the quarrel between her and Caihua and her own clothes. The swordsman took the letter and stuffed it into his arms. Do you have time to look at this thing? Of course, no. Compared with Xiao Yu's admiration, human life is at risk. Those bald donkeys in Zen sect say compassion, and selfishness is another thing. The sword clan was blocked, and the true air flowed under their feet, so they rushed to Ike City.

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Looking at the distant figure of the swordsman, Muyan said goodbye to her: "Brother, do you believe him?"

"Let's letter." Holding Muyan's farewell girl in his arms, Daojun nodded affirmatively.

"Then why don't we help the swordsman?"

"We have our own business."

"Why don't I know what's going on?" Muyan Farewell Ji looked at Longyang Canjun with some confusion.

Longyang Canjun looked into the sky with one hand, and a white carrier pigeon fell into Longyang Canjun's hand. There was a few surprises in Muyan's farewell girl's eyes: "Mountain villa carrier pigeon?"

Longyang Canjun nodded, took the letter paper from the pigeon's leg and took a look: "The villa asked us to immediately investigate the death of the public defeat."

"Then we have to follow quickly. There is bound to be a battle between Sanxiu and the sword clan. One is the head of the 18 sect, and the other is the future owner of the three major villas. The two are fighting fiercely, which is bound to set off a bloody storm in the world." Muyan said goodbye to this, and she was already a little anxious.

"But you also know that the landlord has been wanting to be the first major Chinese martial arts school over the years."

"You,,,," Muyan's farewell girl looked at the middle-aged man in white in front of her with some horror, and her voice trembled.

"Sister?" Longyang Canjun looked at the beautiful man in front of him with some regret and kept rubbing it out. Muyan's farewell girl was numb and fainted. Longyang Canjun's words came faintly in her ear: "Sister, forgive me."

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Naturally, the swordsman will not know what is happening behind them and have no time to pay attention to it. Stepping on the snow is indeed a martial arts skill that is enough to walk alone in the world. In just a short time, the swordsmen have flown into the city of Yike, and the Honggui Inn is dozens of arms away.

Looking at the Honggui Inn not far away, the sword clan is not in a hurry at this time. Under the operation of true energy, it spreads the surrounding hundreds of arms to form a powerful aura. If the bald donkey comes, the sword clan can immediately feel it.

The swordsman walked forward step by step, and his steps were particularly light. The voice was so light that even the swordsman himself could not hear them. The target of the real search swept ahead, and the swordsman tense all the nerves on that point, in an instant.

Yes, it's the instant room. Shrinking forward, Shan and Wanrong slept so that the room gradually became clear. The sword clan's tense heart breathed a sigh of relief for a moment. Maybe the bald donkey had not yet come.

"Are you looking for it?" In the dark, a golden shadow floated up from below, which looked no different from flying clouds and fog, but the well-informed Jianghu people knew that this was the light skill of Zen, and "duck flew to the shelves"

Listening to the voice behind him, the swordsman gently pressed the hilt and slowly turned around. The scattered master walked up the roof, and the always kind-looking Sanxiu superior was indeed extremely ferocious. Not only was his face red, but also his breathing was particularly short. Looking at it, he was obviously so excited.

Seeing the scattered superiors, the sword clan's heart was cold. In fact, this time, they are eager to return to Jimo Villa. On the one hand, it is to find out the secret of the Xuanhun's pursuit of jade, and on the other hand, it is to avoid the harassment of the Zen sect. They are all Chinese, and most of the people of the Zen sect are kind-looking people on the surface and want to stab themselves. Those who cut down all the Zen sects are really not so bad.

In line with the purpose of not holding a grudge. He quickly took people away from Diefeng Mountain.

"Long time no see, young man." Sanxiu's superior calmed his breathing a little. A respectful face.

The swordsman stared at each other and had no expression on his face: "Please say something directly."

Looking at the straightforwardness of the sword clan, Sanxiu nodded and praised twice: "Very good, very good. Soege Swordsman, I will ask you something as the new master of the Zen sect.

"Don't talk too often, just say something." The swordsman is very annoying about the talk of Zen. In the past, the public defeat was like this, but now the scattered repair is still like this, which is talky and procrastinating. Although it was extremely annoying in his heart, the swordsmen did not show it on their faces.

"My brother Sanxiu, did you kill him?" Sanxiu also more or less recognized the impatience of the swordsman, and his hands were secretly palmed.

"What's the matter? So what if it's not?" A glance at the corners of the swordsman's eyes and saw that the East was a little white. Thinking that the two girls Shun'er and Wanrong were lying safely at this time, the sword clan had a plan.

"If so, our Zen sect will not choose to kill you, but the buttocks stick 100 is certain (zhang 100: a kind of torture, hitting a hundred times with a wooden stick to the buttocks or waist) is a compensation for the Zen sect. If not, I would like to go to Jimo Villa and plead guilty to the sword." Sanxiu's words were extremely sincere and obviously not made up.

"Is there any evidence?" Now that they have made up their minds, the swords certainly do not hesitate to procrastinate. As for the hundred buttocks and sticks, the swords do not like that thing.

Omit the N word

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Looking at the scattered cultivation, the spit star of the bald donkey floats up, which is no different from the rain. It seems that these bald donkeys recite scriptures on weekdays. They estimate those children's scriptures, criminal scriptures and so on. If they don't read them more than a hundred times a day, it is estimated that they can achieve such a skill.

This also makes the sword clan depressed. In the dialogue with the swordsman, there is obviously only one clue. It is this clue that exposes the sword clan. When it comes to the Sanxiu Shangren, one evidence directly becomes nine hard evidence. Of course, such as some evidence, the sword clan itself can't deny, but the sword clan is confident and its own god. He hasn't arrived yet, and he has the habit of leaving himself with nine tails after killing people.

"How about your nephew, do you have any reason to deny it? Nine pieces of solid evidence are direct to the virtuous nephew. As soon as Sanxiu said this, he didn't go on, but spit out his mouth, squeezed his lips, and then continued, "My virtuous nephew should go to Diefeng Mountain with me to be tortured in front of my brother's spiritual throne. Zen sect will never embarras the people of Jimo Villa."

"Oh." The swordsman hesitated and casually pointed to the east: "It's early now. Are you going to fight with me for 300 rounds in broad daylight?" Speaking here, the swordsman's speech turned around and said extremely toughly, "Since Jimo Villa established itself, it has never retreated in the face of any difficulties, and the difficulties of Zen sect are no exception." In the end, the true qi in the sword clan once again formed an aura and oppressed the Sanxiu superiors.

As soon as the voice of the sword clan fell, a purple figure crossed the wall between the city and crossed the alleys. After a while, he came to the sword clan: " boss, why are you here?"

Seeing the arrival of Dugu picking flowers, the sword clan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the face of Sanxiu's face was nowhere to be improved.

When the swordsmen saw that their procrastination worked, they were happy for a burst of joy. In fact, they can't blame themselves completely. If they blame the people of Zen, they are talking. Just two pieces of evidence were broken into nine, and in the end, they were in vain.

Sanxiu Shangren was a little angry, and his face turned red. He glanced around. Sure enough, the citizens of Yike City had already got up for the morning market. In broad daylight, Zen Gate took action on the people of Jimo Villa. It is estimated that there is no need for a single incense. The sword style will definitely come. At the thought of the power of the sword style, the heart of the practitioners is a little weak.

Thinking of this, people didn't want to think about it. The white sleeve robe raised and turned around and left: "Soege Swords, you will definitely come to Diefeng Mountain to beg me."

The sword clan and Dugu picked flowers. You look at me, and I look at you. They didn't want to pass through the words of the superiors for a moment.