Rebellious officials bow their heads

"This, this is the news that my people found, there is absolutely no way to make a mistake..." the bearded man said in a hurry, and suddenly saw a strange red in the man's eyes, like blood dripping into the black pupils. It fainted inch by inch, extremely vivid, as if the smell of blood was circulating.

He couldn't help being horrified, and said in a trembling voice: "You...your eyes..."

Ye Liuzhou realized something, let go of the other person, closed his eyes, suppressed the roiling anger, the blood color gradually faded from his eyes, and the usual black pupils returned, he calmed down for a while before speaking: " It's just bloodshot... Do you know the outsiders in this area recently?"

The bearded man took a step back in panic, and it took him a long time to recover. He anxiously picked up a stack of papers on the table and handed it to him, took a breath, and said, "Recently, General Yuan has opened three gates. There are many, among them are many sects of the rivers and lakes, as well as local gentry from nearby towns who lived in the Yuan Mansion."

If Xu Yan can come to Lingbei safely, he will definitely come to the Yuan Mansion to look for him. Ye Liuzhou flipped through pages of files, which recorded in detail these people from the rivers and lakes, and the wealthy businessmen who wanted to get involved in the Yuan family's influence. Businessman background.

"Why is there no one from Dingjian Villa?" He asked.

"Ah?" The bearded man was stunned, "Aren't you with the Jing family? Do you want to investigate them?"

Ye Liuzhou was noncommittal, "Do you know what they came to Lingbei from Yushui?"

"This...isn't it for the three gates?" The bearded man said awkwardly, "The three gates of the capital commander have gone through a hundred years of wind and rain. At first, they were used to select capable people and strange men to guard the capital and resist Beiluo's iron cavalry. The place where the knights of the rivers and lakes prove their strength. Although everyone knows in secret that General Yuan is trying to recruit experts, but the excuse on the surface is not a place where the strong will compete for each other..."

Ye Liuzhou sneered: "With the power and status of Dingjian Villa in the Jianghu, do you still need to participate in the Sanmen Grand Competition?"

"Maybe it's to win the competition and get those rare treasures?" the bearded man tried.

Ye Liuzhou pondered for a moment, and walked out the door with the file. The bearded man behind him let out a long breath when he saw his back was far away, and found that the back of his robe was soaked.

There is a market between Yuan Mansion and Dusi, and you can see the majestic and towering stone gate from a distance. The stone gate is higher and higher, the first stone gate has been opened, and two flying dragons are carved on the left and right sides, with their front claws touching each other. , Looking back at each other, they seem to be galloping in the clouds and waves.

The crowd of people's heads looked extremely small under this door.

After entering the gate, there is a wide stone field. The competition platform is built in the middle, with a wide view. There are people fighting on the top, and the people below are full of voices.

There was a stand on a high place, and there was a row of people sitting upright. They should be some famous people in the world, the elders of the Yuan family, and several generals such as Dusi Qianhu and Zongqi. The seats in the middle were vacant, and Yuan Xuanfeng did not show up.

The main road was bustling with crowds, with flags on both sides flying in the air. Ye Liuzhou walked among them, observing the passers-by, and felt a gaze falling on him, so he looked back, but found nothing unusual.

In the distance, Jing Fuling stood on tiptoe among the crowd, waved to him, and said loudly, "Look here!"

She was tall and tall, wearing a gray robe, her hair was tied up like a man's, if it wasn't for her voice, and if she didn't pay attention to her Adam's apple, she would be a bit indistinguishable from male to female.

"Only you? Where's your brother?" Ye Liuzhou asked.

"We didn't intend to come here today, but a small sect sent a challenge to the Dingjian Mountain Villa, threatening to challenge the senior brother. His words were extremely rampant. It is not the style of the villa to keep secret, so the senior brother accepted." Jing Fuling pulled him to sit down on one side of the stand.

"What about the others now?"

"Here, look." Jing Fuling pointed to a direction on the long road, "Actually, their sect has a feud with us. It seems that the master or the first apprentice died at the hands of the old owner. No, we have always held grudges."

Ye Liuzhou looked over and saw Jing Yuan standing alone, opposite to a group of black people, the leader of which was a burly man pointing at his nose and yelling something.

Jing Yuan didn't say a word, turned around and walked back, he probably wanted to go to the martial arts arena, but the other party misunderstood him, thinking that he was afraid of facing so many people and wanted to escape, so he immediately reached out to grab him.

Before holding Jing Yuan's shoulder with his hand, Chuan Luan's sword was immediately unsheathed, a cold light flashed in an arc, the five fingers separated from the palm of his hand, there was a moment of silence, and then there was a violent scream .

Jing Fuling shook her head regretfully.

Ye Liuzhou sighed that it was lucky that he was far away, and the blood did not spread over.

The man had five fingers cut off in the blink of an eye, backed away in disbelief, and was supported by his disciples. After recovering, he felt ashamed at the gazes of the passers-by around him, and shouted angrily to the disciples: " Hurry up! Kill him!"

Many disciples surrounded him one after another. Jing Yuan stood in the encirclement with a calm expression and raised the Chuan Luan sword in his hand.

Now no one cared about the fighting on the stage anymore, they all turned to the straight path off the stage, the three-door competition was more about the point, if the strength of the two parties were not good enough, then the competition would be very boring.

As for Jing Yuan, he never had the consciousness of going to the end. He killed people as soon as he made a move, which shocked everyone on the field.

His murderous movements were quick and neat, as if his opponents were nothing more than a group of livestock. Every sword he raised slashed close to his neck, causing the blood in the neck veins to rush wildly, and when it was deep, the head fell off and rolled to the ground.

Jing Fuling obviously took it for granted, casually looked at the other side of the straight road, patted Ye Liuzhou and said, "Look, what a big show!"

Six snow-white and vigorous white horses pulled a luxurious carriage towards this side, followed by a mighty and long line of attendants.

Because there were too many people watching the fight in front, the convoy stopped. A pretty maid came to the front of the carriage and helped the people inside.

Jing Fuling was expecting it at first, but when she saw a fat man walking down with a big belly, she let out a disappointed "tch".

Ye Liuzhou flipped through the file in his hand, it recorded the person's background, he was a merchant in the town near Lingbei, he managed some tea and salt business, and accumulated a lot of wealth. For Wanhong, he hired several masters to participate in the three-door competition, hoping to get on the line with Yuan Xuanfeng.

He turned a page back, but couldn't find any information on the manpower he hired.

At this time, there was a commotion from the straight road. It turned out that Jing Yuan and the group of people killed and entered the crowd. The sword had no eyes. A disciple dodged to the back of the carriage and bumped into Wan Hong who was moving slowly.

Wan Hong was almost knocked down, and only stood up with the help of his subordinates. Before he could reprimand him, Jing Yuan landed in front of him, and Chuan Luan sword slashed at the disciple who was hiding behind him.

Seeing this scene, his subordinates immediately let go of Wan Hong in shock, but the pregnant businessman didn't prevent him from letting go, and fell towards the sword's edge again.

The sword was surrounded by a cold light, and it was absolutely impossible to reverse it from top to bottom. When Wan Hong was about to be disembowelled, several slender black iron wires pierced through the air and brushed the ground. Wrapped several times around the body of the sword, abruptly stopping the momentum of Chuan Luan's sword!

This change exceeded everyone's expectations, Jing Yuan paused nearby, Ye Liuzhou stood up abruptly in the distance, and the scroll on his lap fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?" Jing Fuling looked up at him blankly, then followed his line of sight to Jing Yuan, and said in surprise, "Wow, brother's sword was actually stopped, who is that person?"

The silk thread wrapped around the edge of the sword glowed with a cold luster in the sunlight. When Jing Yuan paused slightly, he pulled the tip of the sword aimed at Wan Hong aside, and the black wire cut through the air, and retracted it to the person wearing it. On the field stone ring.

The man lowered his bony fingers. He was dressed in a black robe, with a golden edging around his waist, covering his tall and straight waist. His long legs stepped on the stirrups. He was riding on the horse with his back naked, and his outline was gilded with a layer of gold. The sun fell on his clear and clear eyelashes, his eyes glanced coldly around the chaotic scene, he got off his horse, walked up to Wan Hong, nodded slightly as a salute.

With lingering fear in his heart, Wan Hong said: "Fortunately, you came in time!" As he spoke, he became annoyed, pointed to his subordinates and shouted angrily: "You useless trash! If it weren't for his father, he would have died. If you pay you so much money, you can't pay me so much money!" Is that what you did?!"

The man didn't respond to Wan Hong's words, but raised his eyes, and met Ye Liuzhou's eyes in the upper stands.

This face was too familiar to Ye Liuzhou. He just wanted to call out the other person's name, but found that the man's eyes were too cold, as if he was staring at a stranger he had never met.

Ye Liuzhou's surprise suddenly seemed to be drowned by a basin of cold water.

After Wan Hong reprimanded his subordinates, he turned his head and said a few words to the man, then he turned and walked out of the crowd. Seeing him leave, Ye Liuzhou quickly stepped down the stone steps to catch up, and Jing Fuling shouted behind him: "Hey, Where are you going?"

Wan Hong recognized Jing Yuan's identity, and regardless of the sword that stabbed him just now, he smiled obsequiously: "Young Master Jing, I have heard your name for a long time..."

Jing Yuan ignored him at all, and when he heard Jing Fuling's shout, he turned his head to look in the direction Ye Liuzhou left.

Ye Liuzhou dressed in the bustling crowd, came to an open space and looked around anxiously, but he couldn't find Xu Yan's shadow.

After standing still for a moment, he was about to search for the other side of the bamboo forest, when a hand suddenly stretched out from behind, covered his mouth, and dragged him into the depths of the bamboo forest.