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- Chapter 87 Seeking Revenge
The two middle-aged men looked ugly, stared at the young man's back, and snorted coldly.
"Forget it." Xibi Zhi shook his head and sighed: "He also has pride. He is young and has outstanding martial arts skills."
After saying that, he lowered his head, his face quickly returned to calmness, and he tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair, sometimes quickly and sometimes slowly, and he was silent.
After a while, he raised his head and said: "Mr. Li Ye, go and send an order to everyone in the hall to inquire about Xiao Guanlan's whereabouts, and wait for an opportunity to poison him, just use the sad breeze!"
"General" The middle-aged man was startled and hesitated.
Xibi Zhi said solemnly: "He has great inner strength. If we fight head-on, even if we kill him, we will suffer heavy losses. We are not martial arts people, so we don't have to abide by martial arts rules!"
"Yes!" The middle-aged man clasped his fists and turned to leave.
"This guy named Xiao is quite courageous. Is there really no one in our Lingzhou City?!" Xibi Zhi sneered, then regained his composure and calmed down.
Xiao Yuesheng sat on the couch, closed his breath and fixed his eyes, made secrets with his hands, remained motionless, and had fallen into concentration.
In his mind, the middle-aged man reappeared, the sword light was bright and clear. He carefully studied and analyzed it, comparing it with the infinite sword technique, extracting the essence but miscellaneous, and strengthening each move.
In the evening, I got up from the couch, left the inn, and went directly to a restaurant for dinner.
Lingzhou City is extremely prosperous, the restaurants are spectacular and lively. He went up to a Shenyun Tower, which was the tallest and most lavish among the surrounding buildings.
In the valley outside the pass, he had a treasure trove, which was extremely rich, so he now had no shortage of money and began to enjoy it.
He climbed up to the second floor of the restaurant, which was quieter than below, and rewarded the waiter. The waiter was overjoyed and led him to a seat by the window.
After ordering two signature dishes, Xiao Yuesheng turned his head and looked down from the window.
The streets are bustling with people, and there are bursts of noise. The people here are rude and rude, often scolding or starting fights.
Seeing such a situation, people stopped watching and regarded it as normal. The two fighting parties quickly determined the winner, the losers ran away, and the winner was arrogant.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head. Xixia people are aggressive by nature, but the people of the Central Plains are influenced by poetry and books, and their aggressive temperament has been polished away.
As a result, the people of the Song Dynasty are also weak in body and bones, much worse than the Xixia people. One hundred of them are equivalent to two hundred people of the Song Dynasty.
Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s face was heavy. Although he lived in later generations and the nationalities merged into one family, he still preferred the Song Dynasty in his heart.
There is no China after Yashan. The Chinese civilization reached its peak in the Song Dynasty and was brilliant, but was eventually cut off. It is sad.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a murderous intention in his heart. It was not for personal hatred, but for righteousness!
He looked leisurely, eating vegetables and drinking wine slowly.
Suddenly I thought of Wang Yuyan at Mantuo Villa. I wonder what she was doing at this time. Was she thinking about Murong Fu, or was she thinking about herself occasionally?
Looking at the bright lights and the dark night outside, he suddenly felt longing and felt a little melancholy.
No longer in the mood to enjoy the fine wine and food, he stood up and left, leaving Shenyun Tower.
The outside is more prosperous and lively, and it¡¯s not even curfew time yet. People take this opportunity to come out, buy things, and hang out.
The more he was in a crowded place, the more melancholy he felt. His soul was unrestrained and allowed to flow, slowly moving forward with the flow of people.
Coming to a corner, where three avenues intersect, there are more people, shoulder to shoulder, and crowded. It¡¯s like being caught in a huge roaring wave, and you can only move forward with the flow of people.
It was a rare occasion for Xiao Yuesheng to join in the fun. Beiming's energy was attached to his clothes, and he seemed to be hugging others, but they were separated by two inches, making it difficult for others to notice.
Suddenly, he frowned, his eyes flashed with clear light, and he swept to the southeast corner. A white light shot over, and it was in front of him in an instant.
Xiao Yuesheng flicked his finger, and with a "ding" sound, the white light disappeared in the air and turned into an arrow falling down, which he caught with his hand.
"Chi" whistled again, and the white light came again, turning into three white lights, forming a glyph, covering his head.
"Xiao Yuesheng's face darkened and his eyes turned cold. He acted like this without any regard for innocent people. His intentions were sinister and his intentions were worthy of death!
He threw out a white light with his left hand and let out a soft whistle. The white light flashed away. Three white lights were in front of him. He rolled up his sleeve with his left hand and the white light penetrated into the sleeve.
"Ah, killing people¡ª¡ª!" Someone screamed, and the crowd was in chaos. With a bang, everyone ran away like birds and beasts.
Xiao Yuesheng turned around and looked around. There was nothing around him except for himself. There was another person lying two feet away. He had an arrow in his throat and was already out of breath.??Died.
He walked closer and squinted his eyes slightly to look at it.
This man is tall and tall, about thirty years old. He is holding a short crossbow, which is jet black. The short arrows just now were shot from it. No wonder he is so fast.
Within two feet, I could shoot an arrow with this crossbow, and it would arrive instantly without any time to react. Unfortunately, I met myself instead of another person. Even if my martial arts skills were as high as Qiao Feng's, it would be difficult to escape in the situation just now.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Can't move in a crowd. The surroundings are noisy.
"Xibi Zhi, hum!" He shook his head. Fortunately, his life was not taken. It is rare to see such an interesting opponent.
He waved his left sleeve, and a ray of white light shot toward a window on the west side.
With a "chi" sound, the arrow shot in, and a muffled groan came from inside. Xiao Yuesheng smiled, turned and left, and the voice came: "Tell Xibi Zhi, if you plot again, don't blame me for using the other way. Give it to him!"
Before he finished speaking, his figure had disappeared around the corner.
The window exploded, and a person jumped out. He was a pale young man, covering his right shoulder. Blood flowed from his fingers, down his arm, and into his sleeve.
He gritted his teeth, stamped his feet angrily, and stared at the direction where Xiao Yuesheng disappeared with a malicious look.
Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s Yuan Shen was watching, and he knew his situation clearly, but he didn¡¯t care. This person¡¯s martial arts was too poor. Even if he didn¡¯t move, it was difficult for him to hurt himself with the body-protecting power of Beiming¡¯s true energy.
He suddenly changed his direction and no longer walked towards the inn. According to his speculation, even if he went back, it would not be peaceful and he would not be able to rest peacefully.
Xibizhi is a person who will never follow the rules and will use all possible methods to plot against himself, so he does not eat at the inn but chooses a restaurant at random.
After wandering around for half the night, we finally had to go back to the inn.
He chose the best courtyard, and under the observation of his soul, he found a young man sitting in a small pavilion in the middle of the courtyard, with a leisurely expression, a pot of wine, and two white jade cups, pouring and drinking.
This young man¡¯s face is like a crown jade, with a faint glint, and a pair of eyes bursting with a superb divine light. It is obvious that he has a very high level of cultivation.
Xiao Yuesheng was surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a master in Lingzhou City, and he was so young!
He suddenly became interested, pushed the door open, and walked in. He tried his best to slow down, came to the small pavilion, and sat down.
The young man raised his head, with a flash of light in his eyes, smiled slightly, filled the other white jade cup with the pot, and flicked it with his finger.
The white jade cup turned into a white light and shot towards Xiao Yuesheng at an extremely fast speed, not inferior to the arrows he had encountered on the street before.
Xiao Yuesheng flicked his sleeves, and the white jade cup stopped on the table in front of him, spinning around. The wine in the cup was still full and had not overflowed at all.
He smiled, picked up the white jade cup, and took a sip: "Thank you very much!"
The young man smiled slightly, glanced at him, and said calmly: "Today next year is your death anniversary. If you can have one more drink, just drink one more drink!"
Xiao Yuesheng laughed, shook his head and said, "Not necessarily"
The young man smiled slightly, picked up the white jade cup, took a sip, and looked at the moonlight outside.
Amid the stars, a waxing moon hangs in the night sky, emitting a bright light that spreads all around, creating a unique beauty.
After a while, he put down the white jade cup, looked at Xiao Yuesheng, shook his head and sighed: "Your martial arts are not bad, but it's a pity that you killed Uncle Helian!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "Are you avenging Helian Tieshu?"
"Yes, I want to avenge Uncle Helian!" The young man sneered, his eyes filled with coldness, and he looked at him coldly.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, smiled and took a sip of wine: "I see"
"Drink more, and I'll send you on your way!" The young man drank the wine from the white jade cup in one gulp, pulled out the long sword from his waist, and held it in front of his eyes. The light of the sword was like frost, illuminating his eyes.
Xiao Yuesheng laughed, feeling that the scene in front of him was indescribably interesting.
He shook the white jade cup lightly and said with a smile: "Young man, are you sure you can kill me?"
"Nonsense!" The young man sneered as he swung his long sword, sword light flashing, "I taught myself martial arts and have never met an opponent!"
He pointed his sword: "Let's move!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled without moving, holding the white jade cup and sipping wine slowly.
"Looking for death, let's see what's going on!" Seeing his demeanor and ignoring himself, the young man became furious and stabbed Xiao Yuesheng in front of Xiao Yuesheng's throat with a flash of sword light. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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