The villain of Kuai Chuan Jiao is paranoid and black-bellied

Chapter 320 [That Killer] Explains that everyone who has seen him is dead
Xia Chen only felt that this person was so ignorant of compliments, and he was so indifferent when talking to him, so rude.

Xue An didn't feel that something was wrong, as if he wanted to make friends, he said sincerely, "I'm not talented, Xue An, I don't know your brother's name?"

Jiang Zuilan just looked at him, but didn't answer a word. After eating the steamed buns, she even drank all the tea, except for the tea in the blue and white porcelain, but didn't touch it at all.

He stood up and put an ingot of silver on the table, got up and took the sword and the square wooden box, before leaving, he said, "My surname is Jiang."

Xue An's gaze fell on the square wooden box in his hand, and looked at the person who was slowly disappearing from the official path, "How do you think this person compares to you?"

Yin Hao and Xia Chen looked at each other, and replied: "It seems that they are nothing more than bounty hunters or gangsters. Their martial arts should be good, but they may not be as good as one of us."

Xue An smiled when he heard the words, and said slowly: "His eyes are sharp and dark, and he seems to be vain and weak while walking, but in fact he is as light as a spring breeze, walking like a bird, and his internal skills are extremely high. If you are not on guard, this kind of person is a killer besides a swordsman.

He has an outstanding appearance and star-like eyes, but he has never heard of such a swordsman in the world. Obviously, he cannot see the light, and the killer is not wearing dark clothes to hide, but he is still alive and sound, which means that everyone who has seen him is dead. "

As soon as the words fell, Yin Hao and Xia Chen couldn't help but look dignified. They made a big mistake, they underestimated the enemy too much and disappointed the young master.

Xue An withdrew his gaze, and his voice was gentle but coercive, "You have not made any progress in the past five years, but any passerby you meet can kill you with a single sword."

"Your subordinate is incompetent, please punish me!" The two knelt down to plead guilty.

Xue An remained unmoved, calmly picked up the teacup, closed his eyes and sniffed lightly, sipping the tea quietly, letting them kneel down without saying a word to make them get up.

The weather in July is at noon when the sun is in full swing and the wind is like waves. Hengzhou is located at the junction of the outer domain and the Central Plains, and it is bustling and prosperous.

There was a steady flow of pedestrians on the streets of Hengzhou City, Jiang Zuilan passed by and boarded an arch bridge.

After getting off the arch bridge, after turning through a few alleys, they entered an old courtyard. Jiang Zuilan raised her hand and knocked on the wooden door lightly a few times with great regularity.

There was no answer inside, there was no sound of footsteps, the door opened after a while, it was a man dressed as a peasant, seeing a flicker of panic on Jiang Zuilan's face, he hurriedly lowered his head, "Elder Jiang."

Jiang Zuilan handed over the square wooden box in her hand, and went straight into the house.

The man took it and stretched out his hand and blew a loud bird song on his lips. Suddenly, a figure flashed out of the darkness, took the box and sent it to the dark hall without stopping.

As soon as Jiang Zuilan entered the hall and sat down, two people quickly entered the hall, knelt down together, and touched their foreheads to the ground in great respect.

Jiang Zuilan looked at the people kneeling one behind the other, without saying a word.

The atmosphere in the room gradually became solemn, and the two kneeling did not dare to move, and they even subconsciously relaxed their breathing.

No one can touch the bottom line of the master's martial arts so far, and he has no conscience. In the eyes of this person, even a crying baby is just killed if he wants to. It really has to be scary.

Jiang Zuilan: A killer must have a son of a killer.

After a long silence, Jiang Zuilan said, "It's been three months since you didn't move at all. Even if there are a lot of experts around, it's impossible for an old man to have a chance."

The person kneeling in front of him had a dignified expression when he heard the words, and only after a moment did he raise his head courageously, "He is a good official, a good official for the country and the people, if even a person like him..."

(End of this chapter)