Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Emerald Villa, reception hall.

At this moment, Emerald Tiger is warmly entertaining Wulu and his party's caravan. The wine is good wine, the dishes are delicacies from the mountains, the dance is good dance, the music is good music, and people are naturally beauties.

Beauty dancer, graceful and graceful.

A banquet, the guests enjoy themselves.

Unknowingly, it was sunset time, and Wulu got up and said, "Master Jade Tiger, it's getting late, so it's inconvenient for us to disturb you any longer, so I'll take my leave."

The Emerald Tiger said boldly: "Brother Wulu, why rush for a while, why don't you just stay in my Emerald Villa, rest for a night, recharge your energy, and then go on your way tomorrow morning."

As a businessman, he is good at dancing with long sleeves and has a slick face. Emerald Tiger smiles and calls Wu Lu his brother, very enthusiastically.

"No, no."

Wulu said firmly, "I've been bothering you for a long time, so how can I continue to bother Mr. Jade Tiger?"

"Today's warm hospitality has already made us feel the sincerity of the Jade Villa's cooperation. Please rest assured, Mr. Jade Tiger, that we will only cooperate with you when it comes to the cooperation of refined salt in the future."

Emerald Tiger got up and smiled, "Haha, it's easy to talk about."

"Since Brother Wulu wants to leave, then I won't force you to stay."

At dusk, outside the gate of Emerald Villa, a convoy slowly headed south.

This time, trading [-] catties of refined salt was still [-] gold coins.

Two transactions, [-] gold coins, this is not a small sum, and the owner behind Wulu and his party, as well as the source of refined salt production, made Jade Tiger and others even more curious.

There was a gentle breeze, and there were already two more people beside the Emerald Tiger.

One black and one white, ink crow and white phoenix.

"Next, it's up to you two to work hard." The Emerald Tiger stroked its beard and smiled slightly.

Swish!Swish!
The two afterimages flashed, and they were seven or eight feet away in the blink of an eye.

Mo Crow's voice came from the wind: "Master Jade Tiger, please wait for the good news."

This follow-up lasted five days and five nights.

In five days, the Baiyue salt convoy led by Wu Lu went all the way south, leaving the territory of South Korea, and came to the intersection of Chu, Han, Qin, and Baiyue.

At dusk, the black crow and the white phoenix stand in the wind, the autumn wind blows, and the withered yellow leaves float down.

Watching Wulu's group leave "cautiously" and "looking around", Mo Ya and Bai Feng looked at each other, knowing in their hearts that the source of refined salt was about to appear.

"go!"

As soon as the breeze blows, two figures, one black and one white, flash away like lightning, hard to catch with the naked eye.

As soon as they left, they stepped on the wind and fell from the sky wearing green shirts with long sleeves and a sapphire sword case.

Li Changqing smiled lightly: "It seems that the third step of the plan can be launched."

A beautiful figure dressed in crimson came on the waves, and Yanling Ji stood gracefully on one side, blinking her beautiful eyes, and said curiously on her exquisite face: "It's a thousand catties of refined salt, all of which are given to the Emerald Tiger, don't you feel bad at all?" .”

Li Changqing said with a smile: "Chapter 36 of "Laozi" says: If you want to take it, you must give it."

"Similarly, the "Book of Zhou" says: If you want to lose, you must help it; if you want to take it, you must give it."

Li Changqing pursed his lips slightly, shook his right hand lightly, and said to himself: "Fishing is an elegant thing, but you must use the bait that fish like to eat."

After a pause, Li Changqing looked at Yan Lingji and said, "Compared to the loss of quicksand, shouldn't you be more worried about your clansmen?"

Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes drooped, and two crystal clear teardrops slipped into the wind, she said softly and charmingly: "This is their own choice, for the master, for Baiyue, they can sacrifice everything."

To sacrifice everything means to include life.

Li Changqing sighed lightly and said: "It seems that Tianze, the former prince of Baiyue king, is not a failure."

Li Changqing's plan, if someone sacrifices, the plan will be perfect.Since the Baiyue people are willing to sacrifice for Tianze, he will naturally not stop it.

Any success requires sacrifice.

Whether it is the night of revenge or the promotion of the unification of the seven kingdoms of Kyushu; Li Changqing clearly knows that the road he wants to take is destined to be full of thorns and blood.

Blood has its enemies, and perhaps its own.

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In a cave, dozens of people live.

As soon as Wulu and his party passed through the path, they were immediately intercepted with spears, and the blades were pointed at their chests.

When the visitor saw Wulu and the others, he immediately put down his weapon and said happily in Baiyue language, "Father."

Wulu nodded, and Baiyue spoke loudly, "The caravan is back."

"This time, we traded another three hundred gold, and we will definitely be able to provide enough financial support for the Patriarch."

On both sides of the valley, there are steep cliffs and lush bushes.

Mo Ya and Bai Feng sneaked between the cliffs and listened to the conversation of the people who were a hundred meters below. Although the other party was from Baiyue, they were no strangers to Baiyue, including the Baiyue language.

Wu Lu asked again: "Did that guy run away?"

The young man replied: "Father, don't worry, I have arranged four people to supervise him anytime and anywhere. Except for eating, sleeping, and going to the toilet. The rest of the time, he is refining refined salt."

On the cliff, Mo Crow and Bai Feng's earlobe moved, their eyes were bright, and they looked at each other.

The source of refined salt is indeed here.

Wu Lu ordered: "Go, prepare some preserved fruit for him, he is the most precious treasure for the Patriarch to restore the glory of the family, don't let him have any problems with his body."

"Yes, father."

On the cliff, Bai Feng looked at Mo Crow inquiringly.

The ink crow replied with lips: "Operation in the dark."

The two stood on the cliff without moving a single bit, and they maintained this posture for more than an hour.

As hunters, they have the endurance that ordinary people can't have, which is one of the reasons why they will kill if they don't move, and they will kill with one blow.

Night enveloped the valley, on both sides of the cliff, a bonfire was lit outside the rock tunnel, and several young and strong patrolling the vicinity had already leaned against the big tree and fell asleep.

In the dark night, one black and one white light flashed.

Chi la, chi la... Blood splashed, and two ghosts quietly harvested the lives of the inspectors.

The top-notch agility of the first-class sequence is the biggest advantage of Mo Ya and Bai Feng. It is an important means for them to escape quickly after being seriously injured when they fought against Wei Zhuang.

Black Crow Martial Arts Ninth Grade, first-class internal strength, first-class lightness kung fu, the overall strength is not weaker than the Ninth Grade Ultimate, he personally made a move, turned into a bird of death, the black crow flew over a group, leaving behind corpses.

The young Baifeng, sixteen or seventeen years old, was at the peak of the eighth rank.With his aptitude, he might be able to enter the ranks of the ninth rank around the age of 20 and become a first-class master.

Above the pinnacle of the eighth rank is the ninth rank of martial arts, first-class in the world.This is a huge hurdle. For example, Lei Kuang, who was limited by his aptitude and the level of his spiritual practice, had stagnated at the peak of the eighth rank for ten years and was unable to break through.

Baifeng may be able to break through in three to five years, but if he is not lucky enough and does not have enough mental manuals, it may take ten or eight years to break through the shackles of the eighth rank.

To be first-class in the world requires qualifications, savvy, opportunities, resources, and the guidance of famous teachers.

Of course, Li Changqing is an exception.

Bai Feng made a move, with a peak eighth-rank cultivation, first-class top-level lightness kung fu, and the speed of harvesting dead souls was almost no slower than that of Mo Crow.

Soon, all the Baiyue people outside were eliminated.

They came to a tunnel and gently pushed open the wooden door.

The wooden door opened, the sound of the machine gun spread, and rows of bows and crossbows were shot out.

Mo Ya and Bai Feng looked shocked: "It's bad."

"There is an agency!?"

This mechanism must have been set up before going to bed by someone to prevent someone from entering the refined salt refining room late at night.

For such a peerless treasure as refined salt, no matter what defense method is used, it cannot be overstated.

The black crow and white phoenix counterattacked at the same time, the black bird feather talisman and the white bird feather talisman came out, and the bird feather talisman collided with the arrows, clanging and crisp, rubbing against countless sparks.

The dagger on the back of Mo Crow's hand was out of its sheath, and the silver thorns on Bai Feng's fingertips were shining vividly. The two waved their hands quickly, and the clanging sound continued, smashing dozens of arrows.

In just one breath, the two of them narrowly avoided dozens of hundreds of arrows attacking at a short distance.

Wulu and the others had already woken up, a total of seven people, Wulu father and son, and another eighth grade.And the other four middle-grade masters, they are the ones in charge of supervising the refining of refined salt.

The "Salt Refiner" also woke up, and said in panic, "Hurry up and save me from here."

"As long as I can leave here, I am willing to refine refined salt for you, as much as you want."

One person held the "target" hostage and shouted: "Shut up..."

Before the word 'mouth' was uttered, a black bird's feather talisman appeared between the eyebrows of this person, piercing through the eyebrows, and died on the spot.

Mo Ya and Bai Feng held the bird feather talisman, their faces were calm, and they smiled calmly and said: "Don't worry, kill them, and I will take you away soon."

"Go!"

As soon as Mo Crow finished speaking, he and Bai Feng shot at the same time.