There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 114

Xiaohun Inn, night falls.

Duan Wu stood on tiptoe and blew out the lantern hanging outside the inn door, and looked back at He Ping: "Sister Ping, Brother Fang Bie and Sister Lin Xue won't come back today?"

The twin ponytails on the back of the boy's head were black and smooth.

The eyebrows are delicate and dignified.

"Who knows?" He Ping looked at the bright Polaris in the sky, turned and went back to the store. "Lock the door, Duanwu."

"Okay." Duan Wu pursed his lips and replied crisply, flipping the business sign in front of the inn to the closed side, and was about to enter the house when he heard the sound of horseshoes in the distance.

Duan Wu looked towards the place where the sound of horseshoes came from, and saw Fang Bie and Xue Ling coming one after the other, riding a white horse and stepping on the bluestone slab.

The loss of the Dragon Boat Festival was swept away in an instant, and he jumped and waved to the two people.

Bright smile.

……

……

Sister Ping's room will always be a lonely lamp.

Fang Bie and Xue Ling stood side by side.

"How is Shang Jiuge?" This time He Ping didn't ask about the progress of the mission first, but directly asked about Shang Jiuge's situation.

Obviously, in He Ping's view, Shang Jiuge is much more important than the task.

"Very powerful." Fang Bie answered first.

He Ping shifted her gaze to Xue Ling.

Xue Ling thought for a while, and felt that Fang Bie's summary was very accurate: "It's very powerful."

"So how powerful is it?" He Ping continued to ask.

"Stronger than the legend." Fang Bie said.

He Ping smiled and nodded: "So what about the completion of the task itself?"

"It went smoothly." Xue Ling said, "Because of Shang Jiuge's assistance, it was basically effortless."

"And the income from the mission has been delivered to the designated place." Saying this, Xue Ling took out the receipt written by Old Li and handed it to He Ping.

He Ping looked at it carefully before her eyes, then put the piece of paper on the burning oil lamp and burned it little by little, watching the green smoke curl up.

"So luck is also a part of strength." He Ping said with a smile: "Then I have no problem, you can go back to sleep."

Xue Ling and Fang stopped nodding and turned to leave.

He Ping looked out the window and whispered, "Shang Jiuge?"

Outside the window, the moon is alone and the stars are shining brightly.

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When Fang Bie and Xue Ling returned to the inn on the third day, everything passed smoothly.

Xue Ling has become more and more familiar with her work as a cook, and she can cook more and more dishes, so that she can often get compliments from guests, but this girl still doesn't like to show her face, and she really hides in the kitchen most of the time If you don't come out, let's practice the invincibility of Vajra by the way.

The Dragon Boat Festival is already a favorite place for everyone. After all, it is really a joy for a loli to be a passerby. Although at this time, a certain metal has not been smelted on a large scale, the Dragon Boat Festival can still be relied on. She has won a lot of love for her delicate and pleasant appearance and delicate and beautiful voice.

The mysterious and deserted proprietress has almost become a legendary figure in this gossip. Some people insist that they have seen the proprietress laugh, while others swear that the proprietress will never laugh.

But the result of the bet is an unknown secret.

In short, this small inn called Xiaohun Inn has gradually become an existence that everyone is accustomed to. Even if this inn is fully booked, it has only been open for more than half a year.

And at noon that day, another pigeon flew into the courtyard of Xiaohun Inn.

That night, Fang Bie and Xue Ling saw the message carried by the pigeon.

Not about the rewards of this assassin mission.

It's a list.

"Is there any list that requires all the pigeons in the hive to fly all the outlets once?" Xue Ling looked at the list in disbelief.

"Of course." Fang Bie spread out the tissue paper as thin as a cicada's wing on the table.

Xue Ling saw that at the top of the list was written the three big characters Jianghu List in black pen, and the number one was Shaolin abbot Kongming Shenseng.

"Is this the Jianghu list?" Xue Ling asked.

"Yes, this is the Jianghu list." Fang Bie nodded and said: "And it is the first list of the Jianghu list. There are a total of [-] masters, and each of them is the famous Taishan Beidou in the Jianghu."

"Only the hive is qualified to be ranked on this list, and has the ability to make the whole world trust the ranking of this list."

"Jianghu list." Xue Ling murmured these three words.

The Hive's Jianghu list includes almost all the famous heroes in the Jianghu. This kind of courage to guide the country has never been seen before the Hive, and it may not be there after the Hive.

"But why release a new list?" Xue Ling asked again.

Such a list is made of high-quality silk cloth, which is copied by a professional calligrapher. It is not known how much silk cloth will be used and how many brushes will be scrapped at one time. Such a large handwriting is also amazing.

"Of course it's because there are new members on the list." Fang Bie said this, and he used his finger to draw down the list of the Jianghu list: "The No. 19 monk Kong Wu, who was ranked No. He was removed from the list, and his original ranking was replaced by the miserable old man, the elder of Luojiao in the Western Regions. At the same time, Luojiao Heiwu also entered the list, nicknamed Heitian Demon God, ranking No. 40, probably due to his IQ loss."

"Hasn't Hei Wu been on the list before?" Xue Ling asked.

It's normal for Kong Wu to be removed from the list, but with Hei Wu's skill, wasn't he on the list before?

"Yes, Hei Wu used to be active in the Western Regions before, and Hei Tian's magic skills are not easy to control, so he rarely set foot in the Middle Earth." Fang Bie said: "And this time he not only came, but also killed the people on the Jianghu list." The No.19 Kong Wu God Monk, so it is a matter of course to be on the list."

"By the way, I also want to say that the ranks of Jianghu rankings are not all about strength. Strictly speaking, they are about record and prestige." Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling and said, "For example, this one."

He pointed to Shaolin abbot Kongming: "Abbot Kongming has not fought with anyone for 20 years, and he has not gone down the mountain for almost 20 years. Although he was very good at martial arts 20 years ago, his martial arts will decline when he gets old. "

Saying this, Fang Bie smiled: "But the monk Kongming is the abbot of Shaolin, who among the top ten who can beat him would dare to go to the Shaolin Temple? Do you think that the thousands of monks who know martial arts in Shaolin Temple are vegetarians? "

"No, they are vegetarians."

"But there is a saying that if I don't fight, I won't lose."

"The top ten in the Jianghu rankings are basically masters with great status in the martial arts. Usually, there is no need to make a move, so basically there will be no changes."

"The death of the eminent monk Kong Wu this time is already a shocking event."

"There is more." Fang said, looking at Xue Ling.

"Look at the last place on the Jianghu list."

Xue Ling heard the words and looked towards the last one.

She saw it.

"No. [-] in Jianghu Ranking: White Clothes Sword Immortal Shang Jiuge."

(End of this chapter)