a ruthless swordsman

236.

For most of the day, Xie Ling couldn't wake up.

Even if he wakes up early, he will be trapped by the formation I set up in the bamboo forest for at least two quarters of an hour.

Nothing goes wrong, nothing goes wrong.

I quietly stepped out of the sword cliff, walked to the Wushuang courtyard where my parents lived, and jumped onto the roof with the wooden sword in hand.

My father got up early, and he was no longer in the courtyard at this time, let alone return suddenly halfway.

As for my mother, she can't find me.

I sat on the roof and waited and waited and waited and waited until finally Jiang Yufeng came.

237.

"You can make it easy for me to find." He sat down next to me, looking familiar.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen him for a long time.

It's a good thing not to see him.

I said, "Master Jiang, what are you doing here?"

He said, "Why, you don't even call Uncle Jiang anymore?"

I rolled my eyelids: "You know that you and I are of the same generation, so don't take advantage of it."

As dusk fell, Xie Ling had probably woken up and was looking for an exit in the bamboo forest.

Jiang Yufeng was silent for a while, and asked, "Do you know what day it is today?"

"I know, it's your father's memorial day, so you're here."

Jiang Yufeng glanced sideways at me: "I have sent a battle invitation to your father, and it will be scheduled on the fifth day of next month, which is also the day when the hero list will open. I have reached a consensus with your father that I will never hurt my life. If I win , he voluntarily resigned from the position of leader, publicly admitted that his skills were inferior to others, and repented at my father's grave. If he wins, I will dismiss the members of the Deadwood Sect immediately, and I will never seek revenge against him."

It sounds nice and reasonable, but it's a pity that I know clearly that he didn't do that.

For a moment, I almost doubted that Jiang Yufeng, like me, was a person who relived another life.But when I think about it carefully, apart from the fact that his personality seems to be different from what I guessed, his behavior really doesn't seem like he knew anything in advance.

I said, "Oh."

"...Short." Jiang Yufeng rubbed his knuckles and said slowly, "You don't believe me."

Yes.

I nodded frankly.

Jiang Yufeng didn't change his face, touched my tightly clenched fingers, and said softly: "If you don't believe me, go to the Qunhaohui together and witness with your own eyes, you can't make mistakes."

The problem is that my father will most likely not live to the day of the Qunhaohui.

...and not just my dad.

I was a little impatient, and I was about to sit on the other side of the roof. I glanced down, and my whole body was suddenly struck by lightning.

A crimson blouse, sharp eyebrows, and a slender figure.

I bit my lower lip, turned my head to the right, and Jiang Yufengjiang, the leader of the Deadwood Sect, was clearly sitting beside me.

However, I saw it with him, and another "Jiang Yufeng" appeared in the courtyard.

Jiang Yufeng frowned slightly, and revealed the wire thread in his sleeve to prove his identity: "Little dwarf, look after me, I am not the fake one."

I didn't have time to think, I moved the roof tiles away, and followed the man pretending to be Jiang Yufeng.

My mother was mending the curtains in the room, she was so absorbed in her needlework that she didn't even notice that someone had broken in.

"Get out of the way." Jiang Yufeng's sound transmission was secret, and the iron wire was wrapped around his index finger, and he could take people's lives without anyone noticing.

The imposter had good lightness skills, he walked around behind my mother without making a sound, and stretched out his palm.I was suffocated, and even though I was about to break through the tiles, Jiang Yufeng took the first step. The wire went straight down and wrapped around the man's neck, causing him to fall back on the ground in an instant.

I couldn't bear it anymore and jumped straight into the room.

My mother was very surprised, she looked around anxiously, then opened her lips slightly and said: "Xiao Chu, this is...?"

"It's okay, Ma'am," I walked over and said to her, "It's just a little thief, just keep busy and let me interrogate him."

Before the words fell, the man on the ground struggled to get away.

Jiang Yufeng on the beam tightened the wire in his hand, and the man whimpered suddenly, his cheeks flushed, and he coughed violently.

This person was thrown into the nearest practice room by me.

238.

Even though he was wearing Jiang Yufeng's face, the owner of this face would naturally not let him go.

Jiang Yufeng squatted down, put one hand on the man's neck, and stroked along the temples for a long time, but he didn't take off his mask.

"Short, go fetch some water."

There was a water tank outside the door, and I quickly brought a ladle of water.

The cold water soaked the man's head, face and clothes, revealing a completely unfamiliar face.

Jiang Yufeng looked at it for a long time: "Who are you?"

The stranger's hands and feet were trembling, and he looked terrified. He kowtowed and said in a trembling voice: "Master, Master, my subordinates are not doing their job well, and they messed up the errand entrusted by the right protector. I beg you to spare my life."

Jiang Yufeng got up expressionlessly, and stepped on his heart: "I see that you are talking nonsense, but you don't really want to live."

The man wrinkled his face in pain, sighed for a while, and turned to look at me: "Master Chang, the leader has you in his heart, I beg you, little one, I can say anything, please open your mouth to the leader. Spare my little life!"

Jiang Yufeng: "..."

I:"……"

There is a high probability that these words are false, but his desire to survive is obviously a lesson from the sun and the moon.

My mind was in a mess, but I wasn't stupid enough to believe what this man said.

I'm thinking.

It wasn't Jiang Yufeng... who could it be?

The strong internal force of the Ruthless Art moves quickly through the limbs and bones. I know that Jiang Yufeng is hard to beat. If I want to reverse the victory, I can only forcefully break through this line of life.

Beads of sweat snaked from the back to the back of the waist, and the rapid internal force in the body began to break out. I struggled to hold my face with all my strength, so that Jiang Yufeng didn't notice the strangeness.

I seem to have gotten something wrong, wrong from the start.

239.

Jiang Yufeng twitched his knuckles slightly, turned his head and stared at me: "Short, what's wrong with you?"

"I am fine."

The eyes of the shivering person on the ground moved slightly, and he cast a glance in a certain direction, which happened to be caught in my eyes.I calmly adjusted my breath and raised my leg to kick his heart.

"You are a disciple of Sword Sect."

The direction he was looking at just now was a secret path only known to inner disciples of the Sword Sect.

But I have never seen this person in Cuifeng Mountain.

"Huh?" Jiang Yufeng held back for a long time, then suddenly covered his face with his hand, and pulled it down from the forehead, peeling off a layer of skin!

As soon as the skin was peeled off, it rolled into a ball in Jiang Yufeng's hands. It was light and sticky, matching the skin color of a human body.He pinched it with his fingertips for a long time, but he couldn't see what kind of material it was. Then he remembered and asked, "Who did you learn this disguise kung fu from?"

There was no answer in the room.

From fingertips to lips, since Jiang Yufeng had no intention of telling him to show his true face, I trembled.

"Hey, why does it look familiar, you are..."

Jiang Yufeng pushed back the man's messy hair, and his words stopped abruptly.

No need for him to say, I said word by word: "...Elder brother."

240.

"...how could it be you."

At this moment, I should be furious and my face changed drastically.But the zhenqi of Wuqing Jue circulated more and more in my body, I just said these few words in a tone with almost no ups and downs.

Xu Mu, the great apprentice of the Ruthless Sword Sect, was born in a famous family, and he was kind. He had never had such a carefree moment.Even though his hair was disheveled and his clothes were soaked, he still showed a smile, crossed his knees on the spot, looked up at me, and said: "Little brother."

"You must have a lot of questions in your mind. Answer me one question first, and I will tell you everything you want to know."

I clenched my fists and said, "What's the problem?"

He glanced at me and Jiang Yufeng unhurriedly, and asked, "Why are you guarding on the beam of my wife's house today, and you are still with the leader of the Dead Wood Sect?"

Naturally, I would not reveal the resurrection to him, so I said calmly, "Today I don't want to stay with Xie Ling, so I came to see my mother. As for Master Jiang, it was a coincidence that I met him."

Xu Mu thought for a while, and was surprised: "You actually know that it's not Li Yanxing who stays with you every day, but you and Ah Ling also...?"

"This is the second question."

"Okay, what a coincidence, I'm just unlucky." Xu Mu smiled and said indifferently, "Now it's your turn to ask."

I said, "Why?"

"What why? Junior brother, you are no longer a child, you should speak clearly when you ask questions, so that senior brother can answer your question."

I grabbed his lapel and said coldly: "Why did you kill my mother?"

His wrists and ankles were all tied up by Jiang Yufeng's wire, and he straightened his body with difficulty, "Naturally, it's to divert the water to the east and muddy the water of the Ruthless Sword Sect."

"Master Jiang," he looked at Jiang Yufeng with a smile, "Although I intend to use your name, I also did you a big favor by letting you know that your own brother is still alive, right? "

Jiang Yufeng was startled: "You asked that Lin Qing to deliver the letter?"

...Lin Qing.

My eyelids twitched, I temporarily changed my mind, and asked, "Do you know... Cheng Xiruo?"

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