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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 431: Discussion

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    Chapter 431 Discussion

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "I have never seen the life and death talisman. I don't know if I can solve it. I can only try my best."

    The scorching eyes suddenly dimmed, and they looked at each other with a bitter smile as if their energy had been drained away, and shook their heads. If the life and death talisman could be solved, they wouldn't have to do this.

    They are all masters and have profound knowledge of martial arts. They came together to solve the talisman of life and death. They have integrated their respective martial arts. After studying for a long time, they are still helpless with the talisman of life and death!

    He thought that if he could figure out the solution within a month, it would be like ascending to heaven.

    Fang Xueqing snorted softly and glanced at them sideways, very angry. Obviously, they looked down on the young master and did not trust him!

    Dong Changzu clasped his fists and said gratefully: "Mr. Xiao is serious, so let's be shameless and bother you!"

    "Let's give it a try." Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile.

    The Shaolin Temple's healing medicine was extremely effective. The next day, more than fifty people got up and set off for the capital. The journey was so long that they could only ride horses.

    Starting from the foot of Tianshan Mountain and heading east, two people vomited blood during the whole morning. Their injuries worsened and they could hardly walk anymore.

    They were injured by the Tianshan Child Elder, and their internal organs were shaken. Now while riding on horseback, they were shocked again, and the injuries naturally worsened. Even the Shaolin elixir could not suppress it.

    Everyone stopped and gently laid him down on the grass. This was an open prairie. They had been running all morning and were still within the Tianshan Mountains.

    A gust of wind blew, and the grass clippings swirled and flew up gently, passing over them, farther and farther away, floating freely.

    More than fifty people surrounded the two injured people and sat on the ground. The horses were let go of their reins and they were gnawing grass. Everyone ate some dry food and drank water.

    "Brother Dong, let me tell you, we don't have to put in all this effort, it's just a waste of effort, they are already in the same group!" A big man with a scar face chewed the beef jerky hard and snorted disdainfully.

    ¡°Old man, shut your stinky mouth, what do you know?!¡± A thin man next to him sneered and scolded with a sullen face.

    "Chang, I don't understand, but you understand?!" The scar-faced man glared and said fiercely: "It's not obvious, are they the same person?!"

    "Hehe, if Mr. Xiao hadn't sent the maid to take action, none of those guys would have been able to escape, and they would have been killed by the old witch!" The thin man sneered again and again, dismissively.

    "Those guys are all as cowardly as rats, they really disgrace us men!" The scar-faced man cursed, turning a blind eye to his sarcastic look, and while chewing beef jerky hard, he said: "I think they have a good relationship!  You think about it, this old witch has always hated men, but she is kind to him. If she says she has no friendship, I won¡¯t believe her even if she is beaten to death!"

    "That's right!" Everyone agreed.

    Dong Changzu snorted softly: "Don't say it's something or not, Mr. Xiao saved our lives, but he didn't repay the kindness and instead slandered us. It's really interesting!"

    The scar-faced man hurriedly said: "Brother Dong, that's not what I meant!"

    "What do you mean if you don't mean that?!" The thin man sneered and snorted: "You are such an ungrateful person!"

    "Chang, please don't bully others too much!" The scarred man couldn't bear it any longer. He glared and shouted angrily.

    "So what if I bully others too much?!" The thin man sneered disdainfully and shook his head: "It's really a shame to be with an ungrateful guy like you!"

    "You¡ª¡ª!?" The scar-faced man stood up and pressed the handle of the knife: "Chang, come on, let's fight San Lily and see who's better!"

    ¡°My sword will be dirty if I compete with an ungrateful person like you!¡± The thin man named Chang sneered and shook his head with disdain on his face.

    ¡°Yeah, you¡¯re so angry with me!¡± The scar-faced man roared, and a long rainbow shot out from his waist and struck the man named Chang on the head.

    The light of the sword was like a silver bolt, and the wind of the sword was so cold that everyone was startled.

    "Ding" A cold light suddenly appeared, and then there was a crisp sound, and the long knife was swung away.

    "Stop!" Dong Changzu lowered his face and returned the sword to its sheath. No one noticed when he drew the sword or what move he made. They only saw a cold glow that appeared and then disappeared.

    The big man wanted to scold him, but when he turned around and saw him, he shut his mouth and returned the sword to its sheath angrily: "Brother Dong, it's not that I don't know the general situation, this guy with the surname Chang is really annoying!"

    "You two should stop talking!" Dong Changzu frowned, stroking his beard and hummed: "How long has it been, and you still haven't forgotten to bicker!"

    The thin man named Chang glanced sideways at the scarred-faced man with a look of disdain. The scarred-faced man's face turned red and he glared back at him fiercely. He muttered something in his mouth and turned his head away.Look at him, he is still angry.

    "You still don't know the origin of this Mr. Xiao, right?" Dong Changzu shook his head and sighed: "If you knew who he was, you wouldn't be like this."

    "Brother Dong, who is this Mr. Xiao?" the thin man named Chang asked hurriedly.

    Everyone stared at him with wide eyes.

    "Who assassinated the Emperor of Xixia?" Dong Changzu stroked his beard and smiled.

    "It's Xiao Guanlan, who in the world doesn't know that?" The scarred man said in a rough voice before the thin man, with a look of admiration on his face: "He assassinated the emperor of Xixia, this Xiao Daxia is amazing, and he has become a member of our martial arts world.  If a person wants to do great things but cannot do them, if he sees him, he must pay homage to him!"

    "Old man, you are too blind to see Mount Tai!" Dong Changzu chuckled, stroking his beard and shaking his head.

    "You can't see Mount Tai?" The scar-faced man was startled and looked at him inexplicably.

    The thin little man was startled and slapped his thigh hard: "This Mr. Xiao is Xiao Guanlan, the great hero Xiao?!"

    "Exactly!" Dong Changzu nodded slowly, stroking his beard and smiling proudly.

    ¡°Ah¡ª¡ª! He is actually Xiao Guanlan, Xiao Daxia¡ª¡ª?!¡± Everyone exclaimed, their eyes shining with excitement.

    "I didn't expect him to be so young!" The thin man sighed with emotion, squeezing his fingers hard, rattling, and said excitedly: "I once heard that Xixia issued a royal order, and anyone who kills Xiao Daxia will be killed by Xixia.  The prince-in-law of the country holds the power of the army!"

    Dong Changzu nodded slowly, stroking his beard and said: "This news has been circulating for a while, but this time, it has died down. Mr. Xiao's disciples of Wuliang Sword are afraid of killing I heard that the disciples of Wuliang Sword  All of them have excellent swordsmanship and are unrivaled in their strength. No one can escape with their lives if they face each other."

    "It's so hateful to mention this!" A middle-aged man in blue shirt next to him slapped the grass and made a palm print. He had a purple face, red and phoenix eyes, and a brilliant look that showed no anger or authority.

    "Brother Zhang?" Dong Changzu glanced at him.

    The middle-aged man in blue shirt shook his head and lamented: "Mr. Xiao killed the Emperor of Xixia, which is really satisfying, but there are some martial arts scoundrels who actually went to assassinate Mr. Xiao for the sake of being the Prince Consort of Xixia. Alas it's really heartbreaking!"

    "Hey, Li Ling is so stupid, they don't even think about it. Mr. Xiao can kill the Xixia Emperor, and his martial arts are so amazing. They just go and die!" The thin man sneered again and again.

    "I feel ashamed just thinking about it. There are such scum in our Great Song Dynasty Wulin!" The middle-aged man in blue shirt shook his head and sighed repeatedly.

    "The Wuliang Sword Sect was originally unknown, but this time it became famous all over the world. Who doesn't know how powerful the Wuliang Sword Sect is now?" Another person next to him sighed.

    Everyone had a mouthful, and some said that the infinite swords were powerful, and some said that Xiao Yuesheng was unpredictable, and some of them were blamed for those people to be fascinated and embarrassing the Songwu Lin people.

    Dong Changzu said loudly: "If someone else said that they could solve the talisman of life and death, I wouldn't believe it, but Mr. Xiao said that I do believe it!"

    Everyone was silent and nodded slowly. Xiao Guanlan's fame was rare in the world, and it was at the height of its popularity. However, it was also mysterious and unpredictable, which gave them a little more confidence.

    It was already evening. In the small courtyard of an inn in Shanbei City, more than ten lanterns illuminated the small courtyard like daylight, and the green trees and flowers were clearly visible.

    This is the elegant courtyard of the inn, worthy of the word elegant, the layout is elegant and pleasant, with rockeries, flowers, and small pavilions, illuminated by strings of lanterns, making it elegant and moving.

    Xiao Yuesheng and Fang Xueqing were sitting in a small pavilion, the lights were bright yet soft.

    The two of them sat opposite each other. On the stone table in the middle was a small red clay stove, which was gurgling and white steam was emitting, exuding the elegant fragrance of tea.

    Fang Xueqing picked up the small red clay stove, brewed two cups of tea, the fragrance overflowed, and brought one cup to Xiao Yuesheng, with hands as white as jade and elegant movements.

    "Sir, why did you let them go to the villa, and they were all injured?" Fang Xueqing sat down, dressed in white clothes like snow, her face was like a piece of white jade, with a warm and delicate luster.
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