a ruthless swordsman

50.

It should be that since listening to the corner a few hours ago, the third senior brother guessed that Miss Cheng was in trouble, and came here overnight not for errands, but to save lives.

This matter is by no means a love dispute, it must have something to do with the theft of my sword sect, and Lin Qing is the first to bear the brunt of the suspicion.

I took the blood-stained feather arrow from the third senior brother. The material is quite special, and I couldn't tell which school or sect it belonged to.I washed off the blood stains on the nocks and tucked them into my sleeves.

Ms. Cheng also simply bandaged the wound, but her face was still completely drained of blood, and she managed to hold up her smiling face.

The third brother cut to the chase: "Miss Cheng, we are disciples of the Wuqing Sword Sect."

When she heard the words Wuqing Jianzong, she ignored why the third senior brother knew her surname, she was taken aback immediately, and repeated in a murmur: "Wuqing Jianzong?"

"Yes."

She was born gentle, and even though she looked miserable, she did not lose one-third of her complexion.

"He didn't ask you to come..." Miss Cheng shook her head again and again, looked outside the door, lightly covered her lower abdomen with her fingers, and said bitterly: "I know in my heart that the person who wanted to take my life earlier was sent by him." here."

"Who...is he?" I couldn't bear it in my heart, and suppressed my voice into a thread when I asked.

Miss Cheng blinked slowly, and lightly parted her dull lips: "Lin Qing."

51.

She told a happy story to two people who had never met.

The disciples of the famous century-old sect in Jianghu went out to do errands, passed through Cangzhou, and rescued an orphan girl who had no father or mother.The swordsman had a good appearance, and the orphan was even more gentle and pleasant.At first it was gratitude, but it soon turned into tactful affection. Both of them are free, and they discussed together and worshiped heaven and earth at the orphan's home.

I calculated the time secretly, Lin Qing did go to the capital with the big brother a year ago.

The third senior brother said: "And then?"

"..." How can there be a man like him who doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade.

I just feel that Miss Cheng really has a lot of troubles in her life. Her parents died when she was young, and now she is entrusted by someone else.

Miss Cheng lowered her eyelids: "Two young heroes, wait a moment."

She got up and walked into the room, I took the opportunity to tap the third senior brother's palm, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, it's not good to be so indifferent to the girl's family."

The third senior brother froze, and nodded slightly, signaling that he had listened.

After a few breaths, I opened my eyes wide.

A young woman with slender eyebrows and a round face walked in, but a middle-aged man with a wide nose and broad face came out, with wrinkles between his brows that were hard to flatten, and old scars hung on the corners of his lips.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, and it was Miss Cheng's clear voice: "Walking alone in the rivers and lakes, you must have some self-defense skills. Lin Qing got this disguise method from me a few days ago... I don't want to but let me People are of no use to him."

The third senior brother said: "You will not die."

Miss Cheng smiled: "Naturally. If you want to finish me off for my fellow brother, it would have been superfluous before."

I cannot speak out of conscience.

But I really didn't listen to her words just now.

A middle-aged man with a sallow complexion smiled in front of me. This kind of shock is really unbearable.

I couldn't bear to take a closer look: "Sister Cheng, are you willing to follow us back to Jianzong, Ruthless Jianzong will definitely not let you, a girl, be wronged."

The third brother continued: "Staying here will not benefit your life, please think about it as soon as possible, Miss Cheng."

"..." He really listened to it, and added a word of please stiffly.

When the morning mist cleared, Miss Cheng closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she said softly, "I'll go with you."

There are very few female disciples of the Sword Sect, I have finished talking about the business with my senior brother, and now I don't know how to get along with women.On the contrary, it was Sister Cheng who was quite good at observing words and expressions. Seeing that our clothes were still stained with dew, she said: "The two young heroes came overnight, why don't you take a rest before going on your way."

Last night, the third senior brother didn't sleep for several hours, but I sneaked out to take a nap on the horseback for a while.

The third senior brother opened his mouth and was about to refuse, I hurriedly agreed first, and forced him to sit down.

Sister Cheng saw that my brothers and sisters had different opinions, so she found an excuse to get rid of the disguise, and quietly retreated into the room, leaving the two of us staring at each other in the courtyard.

I said seriously: "Even if you are not tired, the horses in Lingxiao Mountain Villa will be exhausted."

The third senior brother didn't know how to bicker, so he could only nod his head dully, and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Xiao Chu."

52.

On the way back, my sister changed her face again. I briefly told her about Qunhaohui and Lingxiao Mountain Villa, and she dressed herself up as an inconspicuous young man, and put on a long robe to cover up her slight bump. The lower abdomen, even the guards of Lingxiao Villa did not notice the difference.

Perhaps her sister Cheng had a child. After she heard that I was under fourteen this year, she looked at me with the same eyes as my mother, with love as the primary care and supplemented by care, as if she regarded me as a dear younger brother.

It's also fate, I grew up with a few senior brothers, and when I get along with her, it's like I really have a sister.

I had a good chat with her along the way, and then I found out that the man who had a dispute with Lin Qing the night before was named Min Jin.

Sister Cheng lost her father when she was young, and she was like a leaf of duckweed drifting to Cangzhou. She survived only with the help of a kind-hearted couple next door.Min Jin is the son of that couple. He joined the Cangzhou Jingdao Sect when he was a teenager, and is now the direct disciple of Xing Feng, the master of the Jingdao Sect.

The lights were vaguely in front of my eyes, I couldn't help but shiver, and I didn't think of anything until I came to the gate of the villa.

——Beheaded first and then left Lingxiao Mountain Villa, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to my father.

I lay on the horse back worried and thought to myself, the third senior brother is stingy with words, if my father finds out and blames him, I must take all the responsibility and not teach him to take the blame for me.

Because Sister Cheng was pregnant with Liujia and suffered physical injuries, the third senior brother hired a carriage to carry people.

It was already the second day, the three disciples of the Ruthless Sword Sect quit the competition midway, and there was a lot of noise, but the Qunhaohui would not be suspended just because one of them quit.

When rushing back to the martial arts arena, there were two young men standing on the stage.

One is carrying a long sword and the other is holding a flying claw.

What's more, I know both of them.

The four disciples of the Ruthless Sword Sect fought against the head disciple of the Liuhe Sect, Xue Hongjian slashed at the head, Xie Ling moved swiftly and fiercely, every move seemed to be mixed with strong resentment, and all of them were poured into the battle situation.

Gong Rucheng's reputation was not in vain, he was superb with a hidden weapon, but his opponent was aggressive, and his moves suppressed his momentum, forcing him to have no room to change.

The veins on Gong Rucheng's forehead were exposed, and his expression was not very good-looking. I vaguely heard gasps in the crowd, and there were endless discussions, "I heard that Xie Si's skill is still inferior to his senior brother's. Now it seems that there are only two possibilities. It is because his swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds, and the second is that Li Yanxing is even more unfathomable."

Xie Ling didn't look sideways, Xuehong was already on Gong Rucheng's neck.

At this moment, not only the surrounding audience were stunned.

I have to add one more.

Farewell for three days, more than admiration.

I began to think back to the days when I practiced swords with Xie Ling.

It may not be appropriate to say that it is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

I am the pig.

53.

I suddenly came back to God.

The third senior brother went to inform my father that according to the original plan, I should go to find Sister Mu and ask her to help diagnose and treat Sister Cheng's injuries.

I looked up and saw that Lin Qing was talking and laughing with a group of peers looking at the stage.

Sister Cheng stood beside me.

Her gaze flicked past Lin Qing, without stopping even for a moment.

I instantly admired it.

Until she hesitated and pretended to be a male voice and spoke.

"Chang Shaoxia... Lin Qing is not here?"

I:"?"

Is there something wrong with my eyes?

Sister Cheng looked in the direction of my finger, hesitated for a moment, then turned her head and said, "I've never seen that person before."

Before I could be shocked, a hand lightly patted my shoulder.

I immediately turned around and met Jiang Yuan's concerned eyes.

"Brother Xiaochu, are you back?"

I don't know how my father explained the sudden disappearance of me and the third senior brother to others, so I nodded vaguely, and called him with a smile: "Oh, Brother Jiang."

Jiang Yuan quickly noticed Sister Cheng beside me, and said politely, "Who is this?"

Sister Cheng's Yi Rong's face was ordinary, with thick eyebrows and long face, reddish nose, and a corner of her robe and gown was blown up by the wind. You can find such an ordinary disciple in any sect.

"My surname is Cheng." Sister Cheng was quick-witted and reacted extremely quickly, "I met Mr. Chang by chance, and this chivalrous man can just call me Xiao Cheng."

"Yes, yes, this is Brother Cheng."

Maybe I have a ghost in my heart, I always feel that Big Brother Jiang looked at Sister Cheng a few more times, and was worried that he would poke through this disguise with his mouth, but fortunately, I was thinking too much.

"Cheng Shaoxia." Jiang Yuan smiled, never losing his manners.

Seeing that Xie Ling was about to come down from the stage, I hurriedly said to Jiang Yuan: "Brother Jiang, I still have something urgent to do, I'll go find you when I'm done."