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The five men in black were suddenly overwhelmed.

A person who is already superb in martial arts has added a sharp edge to his hands, and the burden he was distracted to protect has escaped, so he can use his fists without any scruples.

The soft sword in his hand was like flowing moonlight, and also like a frightening white snake shadow, ever-changing and inevitable.

Even though the five people dealt with it attentively, they were wounded several times by the soft sword in an instant.

Just as the footsteps of these five people became chaotic, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in the front of the Zixiang Building in the distance, as elegant as the morning glow.

The five breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to see a savior.

Han Yan's figure was like a swallow, and she rushed to the people fighting in the scuffle, and she had already seen the unequal situation between five and five.

Especially when he saw the soft sword in Ah Po's hand that looked like a snake, his heart became clearer.

The long sword in his hand that was going towards Ah Po turned in the air, drawing a sword light, and went straight towards the man in black.

Those men in black were all surprised, while parrying this domineering and fierce swordsmanship, they retreated like sand being scattered.

Ah Po was also secretly surprised, but then he remembered that Han Yan and Qiu Lingfu knew each other?

Knowing in his heart that this person came to help him, he went all out to fight those five people.

The black-clothed person secretly groaned at the reversal of the situation, and there was lightness over there again, and several women raised their swords and joined the screeching melee here.

Those women were with Hanyan, and they suppressed the man in black who was in a hurry and became more and more disadvantaged.

A moment later, there were countless martial arts men holding swords, and the sound of footsteps approached.

Seeing that the pressure he was dealing with alone was eased, Ah Po knew that it was not suitable to indulge in a fight, so he thrust his sword fiercely at the man in black in front of him, forcing him away with that deep and powerful sword energy.

There was a gap in front of his eyes, Ah Po turned his head and looked at Han Yan who came to help him, as a thank you, and then he was about to move away with lightness kung fu.

But before he left, he was not reconciled, and took another look at the servant of the Bai family who died of taking poison.

That look made him suddenly look shocked.

Under the body of the servant of the Bai family, at an unknown time, he took out a sandalwood tablet with the length of a thumb from his chest.

The hollowed-out flowers and plants on the wooden plaque are delicate and vivid, and a shiny white jade bead is dotted underneath.

With a thought in his mind, he took the wooden sign away, and with a flash of figure, he jumped into the night sky.

The cold light of the sword on his back swayed in the night, and soon disappeared into the boundless night.

At this time, Palace Master Ding's hoarse voice came from a distance: "Stop! Miss Hanyan!"

Hanyan turned a deaf ear to it, and led the Huayuye sisters to fight for a while as if she wasn't enjoying herself, until everyone from the martial arts forest came one after another, seeing that the situation was wrong, they all persuaded: "Miss Hanyan, please stop!"

Han Yan pretended to be "hesitating" and put away her long sword, and the men in black around her also put away their weapons one after another when they saw the scene.

Hanyan looked confused: "What's the matter? These men in black are sneaky, aren't they the ones who beat them?"

Xu Bichuan followed in the mighty crowd, his shrewd eyes passed over the two dead bodies on the ground and the three men in black who were panting and barely moving, and then passed over the two unremarkable people in the house and in front of the house not far away. Commoner corpses.

One of them was bruised all over by the sword, and the blood flowed all over the ground, which was horrible.

The rest of the people are also secretly observing all this.

Master Na Dude recited a Buddha's name, and sighed endlessly in the silent night.

Palace Master Ding explained: "The man in black is the disciple of Xiangshui Palace who I secretly protect the servant of the Bai family."

"Ah..." Hanyan yelled, and suddenly felt ashamed and blushed: "Master Ding, Hanyan was impulsive and accidentally injured the brothers of Xiangshui Palace. I hope you will forgive me. I think that person is dressed as a beggar, frank and frank." And these black-clothed people are still covered, and they are more suspicious, so they made a move..."

The focus is on the words "black clothes" and "masked".

As she said that, she clasped her fists at the man in black who had fought with her just now: "Everyone is good at work, I thought the five were not disciples of Xiangshui Palace, but I didn't expect Xiangshui Palace to be full of talents..."

Hanyan's words made Palace Master Ding look ugly.

Doesn't this indicate that there is a problem with the identities of these ten people?It also secretly satirized Xiangshui Palace as a Jianghu sect whose martial arts are not good.

Damn girl... Palace Master Ding wanted to refute but it was not the time, so he held back with a very aggrieved expression.

He suddenly looked sad again, and summoned the rest of his disciples: "Hurry up and take these brothers and sisters for treatment, and clear a piece of land in the West Room, bring the others into the room, and put them away properly!"

He lowered his head and wept bitterly, his eyes wandered and he glanced at the tragic death of the Bai family servant outside the house, his crying became louder, he stood up with the support of his disciples, and walked towards the horrific corpse: " Take a look! Is this wounded by a soft sword! It must be Qiu Xinsu!"

The man was scratched all over his body, blood flowed all over the ground, like mud, his shape was cruel, Chen Wei, who thought he was fearless, couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Palace Master Nading looked weak, he hesitated for a few steps but he didn't dare to approach, so he called his disciples: "Go and put Brother Liu in peace, I..."

Then he gritted his teeth and staggered to the side of the corpse of the servant of the Bai family in front of the house. There was half a zhang between him and the corpse. Two tears came out of his eyes, and he wailed: "Little Brother Liu, Ding has harmed you, so I shouldn't have persuaded you to explain the matter of the Bai family... You have escaped a catastrophe, and if you ignore the affairs of Jianghu, you can live your life with peace of mind. But now... …”

He seemed to be unable to speak, choked up so that he could not speak, and after a while, he sighed heavily.

After all, Daoist Xue Kun is a cultivator. Seeing this scene, he also sighed: "Master Ding's condolences, we are also partly responsible for the death of this servant of the Bai family. Please ask Rong Pindao to check the cause of this person's death. It’s also good to avenge him.”

When Palace Master Ding heard the words, he hid his tears and said, "Don't bother Daoist Xue anymore, this happened in Xiangshui Palace, even if Ding puts all his efforts in Xiangshui Palace, he will find out!"

Xu Bichuan took this Palace Master Ding's contrived actions into consideration.

No matter how contemptuous he was towards Palace Mistress Nading in his heart, he spoke in a gentle and gentle manner.

He analyzed: "Brother Liu's complexion is black, his lips are purple, and there is blood in his seven orifices, which is indeed a sign of poisoning."

Facing Palace Master Na Ding again, "Palace Master Ding told us just now that Qiu Xinsu poisoned Brother Liu, but besides the fighting marks of the ten Xiangshui Palace brothers, the two brothers over there also showed signs of fighting. Could it be possible? Did Qiu Xinsu poison while beating?"

He respectfully said, "But this Qiu Xinsu hasn't appeared in the world for many years, and he has lost all his kung fu, so he can only kill people with poison. Palace Master Ding, Xu feels that there must be a misunderstanding in this."

Xu Zhuge's words carry a lot of weight, and everyone started to think about it.

"Eh, when I came here just now, I only saw the five alive fighting with the beggar, but I didn't see Qiu Xinsu?" Han Yan also added fuel to the scene.

A man in black half-kneeled and clasped his fists to Palace Master Ding: "Palace Master, that Qiu Xinsu came with the beggar, and escaped halfway! Only the beggar is left!"

These words seemed to be addressed to Palace Master Ding, and also to everyone present.

Hanyan asked: "How do you know it's Qiu Xinsu? But you guys are also good at kung fu, and you can compete with Qiu Xinsu and the beggar for so long, Hanyan admires it!"

Palace Master Ding looked unnatural.

The man in black ignored Han Yan, and said: "That man is dressed in white, and he looks as beautiful as a banished fairy. The white silk and the soft sword in his hand are handy, making people dazzled and overwhelmed. His attacks are fierce. That is definitely 17 Qiu Xinsu, who hit the heavens so plainly a few years ago!"

Hit the sky, break the ground and whip.

Shuge "Wanshi Qingzhuolu" records Qiu Xinsu and Sun Qiaoniang who have been hidden for many years.

Smart and elegant, the white silk covering the sky suddenly arrives like a cloud.

It seems to be gentler than his junior sister, but the white silk is often called the spirit banner of the dead, and people avoid it like snakes and scorpions.

This is Qiu Xinsu who is still shocking the world after more than ten years.

Hanyan also mentioned: "But it's strange, why did Qiu Xinsu use poison? As a disciple of Hua Yuye, I don't quite believe that she would use poison when she has a soft sword in her hand."

Hua Yuye and Qiu Xinsu have already broken up, this is the cognition of people in Jianghu today.

These words came out of Hanyan's mouth, and many people who were hinted by Palace Master Ding and started to doubt Qiu Xinsu suddenly re-examined their position now.

Palace Master Ding saw that it was not good, and said sadly: "Brother Liu must not be willing to be persecuted by her, or unwilling to be tortured, so he took the medicine that he had prepared long ago! Brother Liu, brother Liu! If I had known, you would have thought of it earlier!" If you want to take such a path to protect yourself from being tortured, how could I force you to speak about the Bai family?"

As he spoke, he cried uncontrollably.

A disciple of Xiangshui Palace who was quietly informed came out with Aunt Qiu who was cooking.

Aunt Qiu looked dull, as if she had been frightened to death.

The disciple asked Palace Master Ding for instructions: "Palace Master, Aunt Qiu said that she saw the appearance of the man in white."

Then he said to Aunt Qiu: "Did you see the man in white with a soft sword?"

Aunt Qiu nodded.

This woman is honest and honest, she doesn't look like a liar, everyone present can't help but look even more dignified.

It was late at night, and everyone comforted the collapsed Palace Master Ding, and sent his disciples to clean up the bloody mess in front of them, and then they could only rest in their respective strongholds.

They agreed to come to Xiangshui Palace the next day to talk about Qiu Xinsu again.

The tea party led by Xiangshui Palace ended in such an incident, and it was nothing.

That night, all the martial arts people who came fell asleep in sleepiness, and no one knew whether they were treated like pawns, or whether they came from the layout of Xiangshui Palace, or from the hand of the old man of rice and wine.

Or someone else.

Xu Bichuan walked in a hurry before entering the Ruyi Building, and then the reason came to report in a panic: "Then Young Master Qiu—"

He pointed to the second floor, Xu Bichuan didn't finish listening, so he hurried up the second floor.

After going up to the second floor, he saw Guo Guo coming out with a basin of blood-stained hot water, sweating profusely, and Qiu Xiaoshi standing by the bed, his face pale and at a loss.

Seeing Xu Bichuan approaching, his lips were about to open, and his eyes were full of guilt and self-blame.

Xu Bichuan was not in the mood to criticize Qiu Lingfu's accomplice at the moment. He looked on the bed and saw that Qiu Lingfu's upper body was naked, and a whip mark on his back tore his smooth skin to pieces.

Qiu Lingfu lay on the bed with her eyes closed.

When he touched it with his hand, there was cold sweat on his forehead, and he probably passed out.

This person has always been afraid of pain. I am afraid this is the worst pain he has suffered since he was a child.

Xu Bichuan was sitting by the bed, the reason why he came in with Xu Bichuan was to get the medicine, and now he handed over a medicine bottle.

Xu Bichuan took it, put it under his nose and smelled it, with a cold face, carefully poured the powder on the bruised back.

An unbearable groan escaped from his throat, Qiu Lingfu was sweating profusely on his forehead, and he opened his eyes with difficulty: "Don't fall down, it hurts..."

Qiu Xiaoshi said distressedly at the side: "Young master, bear with it, apply this medicine, and you will be fine soon."

But Xu Bichuan snorted: "To deal with this wound, compassion is good, but he is sick, so I have to let me, a novice, do it."

Qiu Xiaoshi secretly glanced at Xu Bichuan, thinking to himself, this Xu Zhuge is really cruel, the young master is so weak, and he is not polite to speak.

But when he thought that he and Qiu Lingfu were as ignorant as Xu Bichuan, he also felt that he was also an accomplice to this young master Qiu.

Qiu Lingfu didn't seem to hear anything, and he only murmured between parting his bloodless lips: "Don't fall, don't fall..."

Xu Bichu was about to speak, when he stood up suddenly, and when he looked back, there was a figure at the door of the room, another unexpected visitor appeared.