The leader is merciful, spare the life of the pavilion master

"The shopkeeper of Quanwei Building?" The man asked in a deep voice, with a voice that was three feet cold.

"It's right here." Song Junchen stood up and greeted him with a smile.

"The owner of the Golden Sparrow Pavilion?"

"How do you know..."

Before Song Junchen finished speaking, the man's eyes were sharp, and without saying a word, he showed the short blade in his sleeve, and shot straight at him with a powerful force.

Chong Xi on the side reacted quickly, the sword at his waist was out of its sheath, and he blocked his attack with one move, but his hands were slightly numb due to the opponent's internal force.

The man's face was ferocious, his footwork was changing, and the short blade in his hand was gusts of wind, and he fought with Chong Xi.

For a while, the table was overturned and the soup was spilled, and the sound of jingling bells could be heard by everyone downstairs.

Song Junchen is a person who lives in modern civilization. He has never seen a killing scene in reality. Although he is mentally prepared, he is suddenly exposed to such a strong killing intent, and his palms are still tightly clenched. Certainly, but he still tried to stay calm, suppressing his slightly trembling voice and said unhurriedly: "Brother Tao is very polite when we just met for such a big gift."

As long as you are not stupid, you will be able to imagine that the visitor draws his sword to meet each other without a word, and he has such a deep hatred with Song Junchen, and he also thinks of the news that Tao Yue, the left protector of Yuanlong's sect, appeared near Jinli in Chongxi's mouth just now. This is the person.

"The great gift is yet to come!" The man acquiesced that he was Tao Yue, he shouted loudly, seized Chongxi's flaw, and slapped him hard on the back with his palm full of internal strength, and then used his toes to tap, Leaping up from mid-air, a sharp weapon gleaming with silver came straight to Song Junchen's face, fearing that his head would be pierced in the next second.

Chongxi's skills are not as good as others. After being hit by the opponent's palm, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his brows furrowed instantly. Before he could catch his breath, he immediately turned around and continued to meet the enemy. Seeing that Song Junchen was in deep danger, he immediately shouted: "Pavilion master be careful!"

At this time, Uncle Quan, who had been standing silently by the door curtain, moved his right hand hidden in his sleeve calmly. With a flick of his fingertip, a silver needle pierced into it silently and swiftly. In the back of the man's head, the man's eyes immediately became slack, and when his short blade was only a few centimeters away from cutting Song Junchen's skin, his movements suddenly froze and he passed out on the ground.

If the strength of this needle is too heavy, the person will either be stupid or die; if the strength of this needle is too light, it will have no other effect except to cause pain.

After such a thrilling experience, Song Junchen swallowed quietly, in order to cover up that his legs were already limp from fright, he quickly sat down again pretending to be nonchalant.

At this time, Chong Xi also came back to his senses, seeing that his pavilion master was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The subordinate's incompetence surprised the Pavilion Master." Chong Xi bowed his head in shame as he recalled the fact that he was defeated just now.

"Dangtang Yuanlong's teaching Zuo Hufa is really good, you don't have to blame yourself," Song Junchen comforted him, and then nodded to Uncle Quan behind him, "Thank you just now for your help, Uncle Quan."

Song Junchen didn't know martial arts, so naturally he couldn't spot Uncle Quan's tricks, but he wasn't stupid. There were only a few of them in this room. Thinking about it with his toes, he knew that only Uncle Quan could do it under the circumstances. up.

"It should." Uncle Quan nodded with a smile.

After tying up Tao Yue who fell unconscious on the ground, he carefully removed the silver needle on the back of his head, and the rest was waiting for him to wake up.

Tao Yue's dream reappeared the scene of that day, on the Yuren Mountain, inside the Yuanlong Sect, corpses were strewn all over the place, and blood flowed like rivers.

Every person who came up to the mountain to crusade pointed at his nose and cursed: Traitor, treacherous villain, murderous devil, shameless person...

All the bad names were inexplicably placed on himself, the leader, and the entire Yuanlong sect.

And all of this is due to the sudden framing of Cang Sparrow Pavilion, who doesn't distinguish between black and white.

Tao Yue's teeth itched with hatred, and he opened his eyes suddenly, only to be greeted with a splitting headache.

"You're awake." A joking voice came from above his head, and Tao Yue took a closer look, his face was somewhat familiar.

"Where is this?"

"Song House."

"You are……"

"Why, you don't remember so soon?" Chong Xi leaned against the bedpost, looking at the person on the bed as if he was watching a joke, "Yesterday, the pavilion master didn't kill you on the spot, you are lucky."

Tao Yue was shocked, and remembered everything at once, with hatred in his eyes, struggling to get up.

"Yo yo, it's so fierce, you can save yourself and see what you're wearing."

Tao Yue ignored the iron chains on his limbs, only gritted his teeth, wishing he could stretch his neck to bite him.

"Are you awake?" Song Junchen paced in.

"Pavilion Master." Chong Xi, who was teasing Tao Yue, saw Song Junchen coming in, hurriedly put away his ruffian look, clasped his fists in a salute, and consciously stepped aside.

"Drink some water." Song Junchen couldn't bear to see Tao Yue's chapped and pale lips, and poured a bowl of water to his mouth.

Tao Yue's eyes were flushed with anger, and he swung his head violently, forcefully knocking over the bowl in Song Junchen's hand, and the bowl rolled along the pillow to the edge of the bed.

"Don't make a toast and don't eat fine wine!" Seeing this, Chong Xi took a step forward and pulled out his saber, sternly shouted.

"It's okay." Song Junchen shook his head, "You go out first."

Chong Xi didn't say any more, and before he left, he gave Tao Yue who was on the bed a hard look, as if warning him to be more honest.

Song Junchen picked up the bowl expressionlessly, "Unfortunately, the pillow is wet."

Tao Yue stared at him for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Junchen asked gently without being angry.

"If people know that the master of Jinque Pavilion, who is ranked seventh in the Jianghu list, has no martial arts, I don't know what it will be like." This was the happiest time Tao Yue laughed this month.

"How did you find out?" Song Junchen was not flustered, and now he doesn't completely rely on force.

"Your hand holding the bowl is so flimsy, you don't look like a martial artist at all." Tao Yue said disdainfully.

"Yes, I don't practice martial arts anymore," Song Junchen left the bed and sat down on a stool not far away, "but I am still the master of the Golden Sparrow Pavilion."

"What do you think you are able to rely on today? If the world knows that you have no martial arts, how many people will line up to take your dog's head."

Song Junchen didn't have the energy to talk to him, ignored the other party's provocative words, and went straight to the point: "The news of the Yuanlong Sect collaborating with the enemy was deliberately released to Jinquege. It's our fault that we didn't find out in advance and slandered you."

Hearing this, Tao Yue returned to his angry look.

"The Golden Sparrow Pavilion has been used. It can be said that we are actually grasshoppers on the same rope."

"Damn!" Tao Yue said excitedly, "Who is with you? It's disgusting."

"I wanted to come out again to help you clarify, but the three sects bit us back, and the world didn't want to believe what we said..."

"Why, is your Golden Sparrow Pavilion's dog mouth not working well?" Before Song Junchen could finish speaking, Tao Yue interrupted.

Song Junchen frowned slightly, the other party's words were indeed not pleasant.

"The three sects and I still treat each other with respect on the surface, but in fact they have secretly turned against each other. Jinque Pavilion is not having a good time now. I want to join hands with you to uncover the masks of the three sects and revive their respective sects."

"Hahahaha," Tao Yue suddenly laughed again, "Golden Sparrow Pavilion, which can turn black and white upside down, still asks for help?"

"It's not a begging." No matter how good-tempered Song Junchen was, he was a little sullen when he was ridiculed and ridiculed again and again, so his tone was a little cold, "How do you know that Jinquege is related to Quanweilou ?”

The master of the Golden Sparrow Pavilion and its headquarters have always been mysterious. Even the masters of the four main halls are also kept secret. How can a member of the Yuanlong Sect know, someone must have leaked it on purpose.

This made Song Junchen very uneasy.

"You think I'll tell you?"

"Then the one who killed me that night, was it you?" Song Junchen looked at Tao Yue seriously, with a expressionless and slightly creepy face.

Kill... die?Tao Yue only regarded the other party as a slip of the tongue, snorted coldly and ignored him.

"Have you heard the rumors that the little prince of Song Dynasty in the east of the city drowned and died and then came back to life?"

Tao Yue remained silent, and Song Junchen said to himself: "It's okay to tell you. I have three identities. In fact, there may be four. The owner of the restaurant, the owner of the pavilion, and Young Master Song are all me. I was originally in three days. I should have died before. Believe it or not, I did change from a corpse back to a living person, but I lost all my martial arts, basically equivalent to a disabled person. My goal is your leader, after all, he is No. 2 on the Jianghu rankings .[-], almost no one in the country is invincible. In this situation, it is the best choice for you and me to join forces."

Having reached this point, Song Junchen also exhausted his patience, got up and said, "I won't disturb you today, you should rest well."

Tao Yue still ignored him.

Song Junchen pushed open the door, and Chongxi stepped forward to check with a worried expression on his face. Seeing that his pavilion master was safe, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you so nervous about?" Song Junchen seemed to have thought of something, and frowned slightly.

"Ah? The subordinate is just afraid that the kid inside will plot against the pavilion master." Chong Xi scratched his head and said.

Song Junchen looked at him seriously, "The people inside have their limbs handcuffed, and I am a martial arts practitioner, what can he do to me?"

"This……"

"Did you already know?"

"This subordinate can't understand." Chong Xi put away his relaxed posture and stood up again, his straight back looked like a modern soldier under the sunlight.

"I think you understand very well." At this moment, Song Junchen felt like someone else was playing house with him, and coupled with the cold stare he received from Tao Yue just now, his mood dropped to freezing point.

The reason why Chong Xi was able to get into this position today is not only his excellent handling ability and loyalty, but also his keen sense of observation and expression, which instantly caught the change of the other party's mood, so he stopped playing around and pretended to be stupid, and said softly: " Pavilion Master, in fact, it's not just me, anyone with good martial arts can feel it."

"So, Uncle Quan and the others already knew about my loss of martial arts?"

"……Yes."

Only then did Song Junchen realize how stupid he was, no matter how much he pretended, he couldn't fool the eyes of an expert.

But he was a little happy, which at least proved that the people around him were sincerely willing to help him, and they were not afraid of the martial arts of the original owner of the body.

It became a mediocrity for himself.