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Volume 1 Chapter 39 Returning to the Horse

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    Chapter 39: Return to the Horse

    "Just go back like this?" Song Yuhua asked, walking on the road, carrying the cloth bag wrapped in the sword box behind him.

    "What if I don't leave?" After hearing the dissatisfied tone of the eldest lady, Twelve shrugged.  Since the sword box was carried on the eldest lady's back, this guy was freed from the state of the wind mark.

    "Kill them to avoid future troubles." Song Yuhua was a lady in the family, but when it came to this inevitable trouble, it was extremely natural. She was worthy of being the daughter of Song Que, the Heavenly Sword.  "You don't really believe that Lu Kangshou is sincere about reconciliation, do you?"

    "Of course not." Looking at Zhenzhen who was walking quietly with her head down but listening carefully with her ears raised, he was very satisfied.  Although this little maid is not good at martial arts and has little experience, she is somewhat stubborn and persistent. She has been working hard to learn everything. Very good!

    "Then why are you leaving?" After listening to Jianjun's words, Song Yuhua's tone became even more dissatisfied.  Until now, everything that happened in the riverside pavilion seemed ridiculous to her.  This side has the advantage, but the other party just said they would reconcile with each other. There is no reason at all.

    "If you can't beat him, you have to leave." Twelve's answer was very natural, but Song Yuhua sounded a little unconvinced.  In the battle just now, Twelve's advantages were all in the eyes of the eldest lady.

    "How is it possible that we can't beat him?" Song Yuhua's face was full of disbelief.

    "There are many of them." Jianjun looked calm.

    Song Yuhua had nothing to say.  She also knew that there were dozens of people looming around the riverside pavilion.  If Lu Kangshou was really in danger, these people would definitely not stand idly by.  These are all veterans of fighting in the world, and they are not comparable to the county soldiers and government officials in Yangzhou City.

    "What about Lu Kangshou?" Most of these minions tonight belong to the Baling Gang. Xiang Siren only came here with a few good guys and didn't bring many subordinates. That's why the sword master took action.  , only then dared to kill Xiang Siren's men.

    "You can help him as appropriate. After all, a unified Baling and Baling Gang is not a good thing for the Song clan." Lu Kangshou's behavior tonight seemed absurd, but it was actually normal.  As early as in Chengdu, Song Que had revealed the feud between Lu Kangshou and Xiao Xian.  A few days ago, before Lu Miaozi left, the two of them talked in detail. This old man who liked to travel around the world also introduced the situation in the Baling Gang.  Lu Kang took over Xiao Mian, a powerful deputy gang leader in officialdom, to develop the Baling Gang. Then why didn't Xiao Mian take over the energy of the Baling Gang to protect his own future?  But now, for Lu Kangshou, Xiao Mian is too big to lose; and for Xiao Mian, Lu Kangshou has become an obstacle on his way.

    ??The confidants of Xiao Mian were disturbed by the sword master once when they were robbing beauties for the palace, and the two sides formed a grudge, but for Lu Kangshou, it was no big deal.  On the contrary, it is an opportunity to weaken the opponent.  Therefore, it is normal to want to make friends.

    "What about Xiang Siren?" After listening to Jianjun's words, Song Yuhua nodded understandingly, but then asked another question.  Twelve's temporary release of Xiang Siren was still very unreasonable in her opinion.  Xiang Siren was obviously a narrow-minded guy because he invited many experts to pursue him to the Bashu realm just because of a sword competition.  Even if it doesn't pose much of a threat, it is still a scourge.  But the young man in front of her clearly had the opportunity to kill him, but still let him go, which was very difficult for her to understand.

    "I have my own reasons." As for Xiang Siren, Twelve couldn't express his thoughts to the eldest lady of the Song family, so he smiled mysteriously and played it off.

    "Hmph! I think you will suffer a loss sooner or later." Song Yuhua was very dissatisfied with the sword master's perfunctory behavior, so he rolled his eyes and said nothing.

    "How about you do me a favor?" The city wall of the county town was right in front of him. The young man smiled and said flatteringly.

    "What's the matter?" Song Yuhua, who was comforting Zhenzhen in a low voice, turned his head when he heard this and said angrily.

    "Help me inquire about their whereabouts." The young man's face was full of a bad smile.

    In an alley, Zhenzhen was raising her head and listening to her son teach her how to deal with some tricks in the world, when she heard the sound of footsteps coming quickly.

    Song Yuhua, who had a strange look on his face, came out of the Song Clan's stronghold and met up with the two of them in this deserted alley, bringing back an address.  Although she had learned from Zhenzhen the contents of the secret conversation between Jianjun and Song Que that day, she still felt a little awkward. She was a robbed meat ticket, and she ran home to inquire about the information for the robbers, and then returned obediently.  It's so awkward to be next to a robber!

    It¡¯s the same blacksmith shop. Although one month is coming, the boss doesn¡¯t dare to speak at all.  I was speechless all night, until I heard the sound of the Mao hour watch coming from the street.

    Opening his eyes, the Sword Lord was in high spirits after a night's rest. He got off the bed and walked towardsStraight out of the door, passing by the sword box standing on one side, the Heretic Sword was already held upside down behind him.

    There are few pedestrians on the streets of Bodao County, but under the rising sun, the number of pedestrians is gradually increasing.  In the past month, the young man has gained a general understanding of this small county. Therefore, although he has never been to today's destination, he will definitely not be mistaken.

    When they arrived at the high gate compound, the voices of people could be heard in the courtyard, which made the young man very satisfied.  In this case, there is no need to wake the person up before killing him.

    "Are you okay?" A voice came, it was Xiang Siren's voice.  Listening to the voice, Twelve smiled, and with a slight movement of his feet, a stone slid across an arc and landed in the courtyard.

    "Who?!" Stones fell from the sky to the ground, and Xiang Siren asked coldly with a gloomy face.

    "With your head held high, a thousand hills away, you are roaring in the wind; you can find enemies and discuss swords with each other, it's so cold at high places!" Where the man chanted, the young man stood on the wall with a calm face, holding the Heretic Sword behind him with his hands behind his back, protruding from his shoulder, reflecting the rising sun.  It was shining brightly, but it chilled Xiang Siren's heart and lungs in the hospital.

    "Is that you?" Xiang Siren's voice was extremely cold.  He never imagined that the young man who had just spared him a life last night would actually come to him with a sword early in the morning of the next day.  This is so unreasonable!

    "Exactly!" As he spoke, the breeze blew by, and the young man had already fallen into the courtyard.

    "What are you doing here?" Xiang Siren felt bad as he pressed the sword with one hand.  This young man comes with a sword, and he has no good intentions.

    "Kill you!" After the words were spoken, a stream of light flashed, and the twelve sharp swords flashed, and they were already standing where Xiang Siren was standing just now; but Xiang Siren, although he drew his sword in time to seal the throat-locking stab,  But he had to stumble back a few steps in embarrassment.

    "Why?!" His pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at Siren on guard, but his expression was extremely ugly.

    Xiang Siren's subordinates have all arrived, but they are just protecting him, not daring to make the slightest move.  No one around him paid any attention to the cold-faced young man.  Looking at the ugly-faced swordsman in front of him, whose breathing became rapid, and recalling the opponent's timely but ultimately rushed block, Twelve finally confirmed that the shadow seemed to really exist.  The level of Xiang Siren's sword attack was indeed not as good as last night.

    "Psychological effects are still very useful." Nodding secretly, the young man concluded silently, "I just don't know if this shadow will really make it difficult for people to make progress in the future. But unfortunately, it won't work this time."

    With a clang and a flash of sharp light, Xiang Siren and the others saw the young man suddenly draw his sword, and immediately spread out to avoid the sharp edge, but two of the trappers still had their throats slashed.

    "Sword boy, don't bully people too much!" Xiang Siren chased thousands of miles this time. He didn't bring many men with him, including four masters. There were only twelve people, and they could bring them so far.  No one is a confidant.  Two masters had already been killed last night, and now they were missing two more subordinates, which made them feel extremely distressed.  It's just that Sword Lord Twelve hated that the name was too weird, and it made it difficult for him to scold him. After thinking for a long time, he came up with "Sword Boy", and even the sadness and anger in his heart weakened a bit. It was really awkward.  pole.

    "If you want to kill me, I will kill you." Xiang Siren's scolding had no effect on Twelve. The long sword flashed in his hand, swift and cunning, forcing Xiang Siren and the other two masters to the ground.  His tone was extremely calm and indifferent.

    His body flashed from left to right, and the swift sword seemed to be divided into two. It stabbed the wrist of one master, and sliced ??open the shoulder of another. He drew the sword twelve times and attacked ten times, using attack to attack to defeat Xiang Siren.  With three moves, the conclusion in my mind becomes clearer.  Wuliang Sword Xiang Siren no longer has the usual sharpness and speed.  He was unable to respond to the calm and rapid Wind Mark sword moves!

    Swinging out a sword energy, he knocked away a master who was using an iron ruler. The heretic sword turned like a halo of light between his fingers to resist the shadow of Xiang Siren's infinite sword. He then flipped his wrist and lifted the sword from Xiang Siren's hand.  Stand with your hands behind your back.

    With the long sword out of his hand, Xiang Siren's face turned pale. Looking at the young man in front of him, deep confusion and endless regret filled his heart.

    "I didn't kill you last night because I didn't want to kill you; I killed you today because I wanted to kill you." Looking at Xiang Siren's puzzled look, the sword master looked calm and turned around gently.  The heretic sword held upside down in his hands had already passed through Xiang Siren's throat.

    "That's all."
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