The sword of crossing the sky

Chapter 273 A small boat comes out of the sea
"Isn't it? Su Mu is Mu Ziyuan, and Mu Ziyuan is Su Mu." Zheng Yunrou poured a cup of tea by himself, and said to Zheng Xiuming calmly.

"what?!"

Zheng Xiuming stood up in shock and looked at his second sister in disbelief. After a while, he reluctantly raised his lips and said, "Second sister, this joke is not funny at all."

"Third brother, I'm not joking, it's the truth."

Zheng Xiuming waved his sleeve subconsciously, "This is impossible, how could Ziyuan be Su Mu, after all..."

"After all, they have different looks and heights, and one is good at swordsmanship and the other is good at swordsmanship, so it is impossible for them to be the same person." Zheng Yunrou put down the teacup, sighed lightly, and continued to speak after Zheng Xiuming's words.

"These are not important. The important thing is that he has taken the initiative to expose his identity in front of me." Zheng Yunrou looked through Zheng Xiuming, looking out of the bright window, "To save our siblings."

Zheng Xiuming was stunned, Zheng Yunrou's expression completely shattered his only trace of illusion, if he didn't believe it, he should accept the reality at this moment.He sat down a little dejectedly, his thoughts complicated and difficult to understand.

Humans are not plants, so no one can be ruthless. After getting along for several months, Zheng Xiuming has already regarded Su Mu as one of his confidantes, and even regarded him as one of his few friends.

At this moment, he suddenly heard that he was Su Mu, who was recently famous in the Central Plains and East China Sea martial arts. Zheng Xiuming's first reaction was the anger of being deceived and teased, but then it turned into helplessness and depression, and gratitude for his rescue, but also There was reluctance, and finally these all turned into a deep sigh.

"Why did he hide his identity and enter the Zheng family?" After a long silence, Zheng Xiuming asked Zheng Yunrou in a hoarse voice.

"It should be to return to the Central Plains with the help of the Zheng family's merchant ship."

Silence, the entire room was silent, the only two people in the room had different thoughts and remained silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Zheng Xiuming slowly stood up. Sunlight filtered through the window and shone on Zheng Xiuming's back. His face and expression could not be seen clearly in the shadow, "Second sister, does Mr. Feng know his identity?"

"This is what he asked after he confessed his identity, let me take good care of Fenglao and Nannan."

"Oh, it's really affectionate and righteous."

With his right hand behind his back, Zheng Xiuming said something inaudible, then turned and walked towards the door.

"Third brother, after leaving the house, Mu Ziyuan has already gone to Waihai Yunguo to perform missions, and I will explain to my father." Zheng Yunrou turned the teacup, his tone was a little ethereal, but he seemed irresistibly firm.

Zheng Xiuming paused, as if about to say something, but finally pushed open the door and left the room silently.

Zheng Yunrou sighed softly, and gracefully sipped his tea, "Mr. Su, how is your injury?"

As soon as the words fell, a figure walked out from behind the screen in the room, it was Su Mu who jumped off the cliff last night.

"There is no serious problem, and it will be fully recovered in a few days."

"Master Su, Mr. Feng is old with my Zheng family, so you don't have to worry that the Zheng family will harm him." Zheng Yunrou paused, and continued, "It will harm my daughter."

Su Mu nodded, he didn't know much about the Zheng family, but he still believed in Zheng Yunrou's character.

"Master Su, this is the Azure Dragon Saber you left behind at Haijiaoya." Zheng Yunrou pushed the Azure Dragon Saber on the table in front of Su Mu.

Su Mu caressed the sheath and handle of the Green Dragon Sword in a daze. After a long silence, he said with an easy-going smile: "It's better to return it to its original owner. It's a pity that such a good knife fell into my hands."

After speaking, Su Mu cupped his fists and saluted Zheng Yunrou, "Don't bother me, let's just say goodbye."

Zheng Yunrou stared at Su Mu in a daze, pursed her lips and said softly, "Ziyuan, there will be no future."

"Second Miss, see you later." Su Mu was stunned for a moment, then said with an easy-going smile.

Shenxiu Island, Risheng Wharf.

This is one of the temporary docks set up by Tianya Haige specifically for the many East China Sea warriors who come to participate in the Poseidon Festival. Although it is simple, it has complete functions.

At this time, the sun is rising in the east, and many ships are gradually docking, either loading or unloading, and it is considered lively.

"What's that?" The sharp-eyed crew member looked at a shadow in the distance and subconsciously asked.

No one answered, because the shadow followed the sunlight and approached Shenxiu Island. Facing the rising sun, it was not very clear, but it also attracted some people's attention.

As time goes by, more and more people pay attention to shadows.

"That's a bamboo raft?!"

When the shadow approached Shenxiu Island, someone finally discovered the abnormality, and then couldn't help but exclaimed.

There was an uproar, and bursts of exclamations echoed throughout the Risheng Wharf.

There is a person on the raft, with a pure white skirt like snow, with a graceful figure, wearing a bamboo hat and a tulle cover, with his hands behind his back, simply standing on the bamboo raft, exuding an aura like the rugged snow Going out, shocking everyone, making people gradually look dirty and dare not look directly.

The bamboo raft landed safely, and Ruxue's figure lightly stepped onto Shenxiu Island. I don't know if it was an illusion, but many people noticed that she seemed to be looking up at Xiushan.

But when everyone looked again, the snow-like figure had disappeared before them. If it wasn't for the bamboo raft floating in the sea, everyone would have thought it was just a beautiful illusion.

After quietly leaving the other courtyard, Su Mu changed his body and appearance with a thousand chances, only carrying the Yitian Sword, and came to Shenxiu City again. There must be an explanation for yesterday's assassination.

To him, to the Zheng family, and to Qing He.

Su Mu walked along the street to Chaohualou along the memory, when a figure of pure snow appeared in front of Su Mu.

Bamboo hats, veils, graceful postures, and the rugged temperament of Aoxue are unforgettable at first sight.

There was also the Yitian Sword that suddenly trembled in his hand.

"Young master, may I ask how to get to Chaohualou?"

Holding the Yitian Sword tightly, Su Mu looked at the woman in the bamboo hat asking him for directions with an unclear expression, "Cross this street, turn right, then go straight, cross the street and then turn left, the tallest building on the street is Chaohualou.”

The woman in the bamboo hat nodded suddenly, and then looked at the slightly trembling Yitian sword, "This sword is not bad."

After the woman finished speaking, she turned around and walked along the route pointed by Su Mu.

After holding the Yitian Sword that had stopped trembling, Su Mu frowned slightly and looked at the back of the woman in the bamboo hat as she left. He was puzzled and had some heart palpitations and fear.

When the woman in the bamboo hat looked at Yitianjian, fear suddenly appeared in her heart, without warning.

Who is it?
Shaking his head, he dispelled the uneasiness and fear in his heart. The most urgent task is to confirm Qing He's role in yesterday's assassination, which is related to his attitude towards Qing He in the future.

If he is innocent, he can continue to execute as mentioned before.If it was premeditated, then there is nothing to say. He, Su Mu, never kills women indiscriminately, but not killing indiscriminately does not mean that he will not kill.

However, based on Su Mu's understanding of Qing He, and the current situation of Qing He and Haiyun Kingdom, he did not think that Qing He would plan yesterday's assassination, because it was thankless.

From Qinghe's point of view, yesterday's trip was really the work of a fool.

Of course, the premise is that what Qing He said is true.

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