Chapter 98 – The Old Man in Pursuit and Qin Yuliu’s Room
Chapter 98 – The Old Man in Pursuit and Qin Yuliu’s Room
Xin Zhuo had a hard time figuring out the central idea in Shangguan Fanqing’s words, much less understanding his strange befriending mentality.
However, preconceived notions, the old long ago heard Cui Ying’er introduced, Tianji Pavilion is very powerful, so to be a person in the future to eat well, can borrow the momentum can not be spared at all, may be used some other day.
And worship their own do not lose, fooling around.
Haitang maid has prepared incense, two people with a serious face kowtow, burn four incense.
Burning four incense this kind of thing is very formal, very serious, a strong sense of ceremony, one is the incense of benevolence and righteousness, the second is the incense of loyalty and righteousness, the third is the incense of narrow-mindedness, and the fourth is the incense of the same rich and noble, and share the same life and death.
Ceremony completed!
This is a hostile relationship, but because of a strange reason, sudden visit, suddenly transformed into the world’s extremely reliable, serious brotherhood of righteousness, all so casual, so bullshit and so water to the end.
It’s very jianghu, and it’s very emotional.
“I’m nineteen, you’re sixteen, it’s not too much of a problem for you to call me your big brother in the future, right?” Shangguan Fanqing sat down with feigned emotion, his eyes averted for a moment.
“Big problem!”
Xin Zhuo suddenly figured out his little mind. But what segment are you in, accepting me as a junior? This ghost idea is also too childish, “I am not in the habit of being a junior!”
Shangguan Fanqing rubbed his nose and smiled: “Then let’s make a discount, each discusses his own, each calls the other as second brother, what do you think?”
“Can!”
“Second brother?”
“You’re welcome, Erdie!”
“Hehe ……”
Li Xiyue suddenly couldn’t help but laugh out loud, and hurriedly boarded up her face again, coughing lightly and looking at the afterthought on her hand in a serious manner.
“A small gift is no honor!” Shangguan Fanqing inexplicably took out a box, open, inside is a colorful pearl, look solemn said: “This is my pavilion in the general altar given to nourish the body moisturizing beads, ten thousand gold is not for sale.”
Seeing that this is indeed a treasure, this guy has put down blood money for the sake of the worship.
Xin Zhuo gladly accepted, the results of the whole body, there is no return gift, is entangled, outside suddenly came a burst of extremely slight, but very severe fluctuations in the true qi.
Xin Zhuo, Shangguan Fanqing and Li Xiyue’s faces suddenly changed.
There was an expert fighting?
A few people looked at each other and went out at the same time.
Outside, in the square under the monument of precepts and rules, at this moment, the students and guests were more than a hundred people, standing with their veiled hands, surrounding and watching.
A man and a woman in the center of the field were staring at each other.
The woman is the woman in black Zhao Li, long hair flying, expression cold, phoenix eyes hidden cold killing intent.
The whole person was like a sharp sword.
Opposite the man, about thirty years old, strong physique, a green robe, but deep sad eyes and scanty scruff, gaunt face, as if a perennial drunken drinker.
The two of them had not yet made a move at this time, but their strong true qi, however, had already come out of their bodies on their own, which was purely the instinctive body protection and confrontation after being in danger.
“These two people I recognize.”
Shangguan Fanqing flapped his folding fan and laughed: “The female is the contemporary direct third disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect in Wei Prefecture’s capital three hundred miles away, Zhao Li.
The man is also said to be from the Spirit Sword Sect, named Li Wumian, back then and Zhao Li’s eldest sister in love, woefully adulterous, originally is also considered a good marriage, fat shit does not flow into the outsider’s field well, the results of this Li Wumian is a prodigal son, and the eldest sister in love not to say, and the teacher’s wife is not a good relationship, wolves, tigers, and leopards.
As a result, he was expelled from the division, and the elder sister had a broken anus and washed her face with tears. This Zhao Li girl must have befriended Eldest Senior Sister, and this time, she happened to meet Li Wumian, so she naturally had to make a move.”
“Terrifying as hell!”
Xin Zhuo nodded his head and looked at this “second brother”, if you don’t know how to use idioms, don’t use them, a good rivers and lakes feud, let you talk like Zhang San hitched a ride with his second sister-in-law.
Li Xiyue smiled, said: “Although in fact Li Wumian and Zhao Li do not have a direct grudge, but this kind of feud is the most unresolved, I’m afraid to fight. We have rules in the academy, guests who want to fight are free to do so, but if they destroy the items, they will be compensated tenfold.”
Xin Zhuo curiously asked, “Who do you think will win between these two?”
These two people from the blood qi fluctuation look, both higher than their own realm, similar to the sub-sixth grade, sixth grade, but the realm difference is not big, but also depends on the strength of the mental method and techniques of attack, this he felt very deep.
Before waiting for Li Xiyue to speak, Shangguan Fanqing said: “Zhao Li is afraid that he has just entered the sixth grade not long ago, Li Wumian old brand sixth grade realm, Zhao Li can not have the kind of perverted strokes of the second younger brother, if you really want to fight for your life, naturally Li Wumian wins, just this Li Wumian heart loss, I’m afraid to let a hand!”
The words just fell. The true qi in the field came out majestically, that Zhao Li girl, had already swung out a sword.
Sword force is strong, but not big, like a trickle of water, bring up a sword light pike, straight to Li Wumian. Along the way ripples fluctuate, the ground bricks cackle.
A sword shadow had already arrived in front of Li Wumian first, stabbing down vertically.
The invisible sword momentum caused the onlookers to take a few steps back.
Xin Zhuo and the others also looked on with unblinking eyes.
“What a Spirit Sword Unintentional Sword!” Shangguan Fanqing praised.
However.
Li Wumian did not move and
took a hard hit from the sword.
“Poof!”
A sword wound appeared in front of his chest that was deep enough to reach the bone, and blood flowed like a stream.
He couldn’t help but take three or four steps back, and his scruffy face carried a few moments of unresolved sadness.
“Why didn’t you take the sword?” Zhao Li gazed and frowned as he coldly rebuked.
Li Wumian let out a miserable smile and took another step forward: “Do you really not know my feelings? Whether it’s Rou’er or Senior Maiden, it has nothing to do with me, it’s always you in my heart.”
This tenderness can not be faulted by anyone.
The surrounding crowd froze for a moment, and then booed.
More than just letting a sword, this is a master!
Xin Zhuo secretly praised, no knucklehead moves, it is simply no move is better than a move, talent.
He suddenly remembered Hui Ruqing, she said she would also come tonight, why didn’t she see anyone?
Scanning around, he suddenly felt a cold aura locking onto him.
It seemed to have killing intent, but also seemed to carry a few scruples, which was completely different from Jiang Hezhu and the others who were looking for trouble in a straightforward manner, and it was terrifying.
Frowning, looking around again, the killing aura is gone, I wonder who it is.
After thinking about it, took a few steps back.
The killing aura reappeared.
Killing intent? Who wanted to kill themselves?
Xin Zhuo couldn’t figure it out, but with a plan in mind, he turned around and sprinted away.
When he reached a dark place, the killing intent was almost as thick as substance.
He turned his head fiercely, and saw a person standing not far away, a short, slightly hunched, white-faced, beardless old man, could not see the exact age, much less recognize.
“What is your honor’s intention?” Xin Zhuo spoke, gently moving his feet.
The man let out a cold laugh, his voice was very feminine, unlike what a normal person could emit.
“I have no enmity with Your Excellency, right?”
Xin Zhuo spoke out again.
The man slowly approached, his true qi as majestic as water and smoldering with black smoke that swept along the ground.
This realm and martial arts starting gesture, completely unable to see the depth.
Xin Zhuo’s pupils shrunk slightly, turned and ran, performing lightweight skills, rolling around.
However, the killing intent, always like a shadow.
The front is a remote courtyard, the west house is lit, leaning against the window, there is a slim figure swaying.
Xin Zhuo turned around and found that the old man stood ghost-like in the darkness not far away, staring at himself.
With a clench of teeth, he crashed through the door and broke into the room.
A low cry of alarm immediately came from inside the room.
Husbandman Qin Yuliu was sitting in a wooden barrel taking a bath, and it was the immersive kind.
His dusty face was slightly reddened by the steaming hot water, his cheeks were dotted with water droplets, and his long, half-wet hair rested on his chest.
(End of chapter)