Sir, this sword is a keepsake

Jai Zi has always disliked mockery.Not only because of Xiaofeng's self-confidence, he became the messenger of the sage, but also because he always resorted to the lack of force and did not participate in any extermination and bloodbath.

In this way, Xiaofeng went to threaten, but he didn't have to do it himself. After he patted his ass and left, he left all the dirtiest work to the rest of the scouts.And he is the one who has been wiping the ass of the mocking wind.

In the border of Yuzhou, on the wasteland, there is a small teahouse.

Yazi, who had been killing people for two consecutive months, finally had a rare purity.While drinking the cheapest bitter tea, he recalled the scene of bloody corpses everywhere, the sound of screams and weeping, and the smell of blood and rain.

He was thirsty, after a murder, he was always thirsty.

As for the murder, he neither liked nor hated it, because it was just one of his jobs.

He just reviewed it over and over again, trying to keep improving, so that he can do it more quickly next time.

This time, letting Song Yuyun and his son escape from the island was a very unpleasant mistake for him.

Yazi didn't flaunt the dead man's penchant for cruelty, he was a pragmatist.

Those two escaped from the island, which meant that the corpse would be discovered sooner, and it also meant that the news would spread to the seven states faster, so that the next prey would be prepared.Even, the prey will try to strike first.

Just thinking of this, one person raised the bamboo curtain, walked in with a dusty body, and sat on the table closest to the door.

swordsman.Yazi hates swordsmen.

They always say that the sword is a gentleman, but in Yai Zi's view, even the Spring and Autumn Swordsmanship of Yongxia Villa is as feminine as a boudoir girl's embroidery needles.But in fact, he has never seen the Spring and Autumn Swordsmanship.

In short, in Yazi's wishful thinking, the knife is the top grade.

Yazi lowered his eyes to look at the man's sword, but his heart was suddenly startled. He moved his eyes up, looked at the man again, and his mood eased again.

Although it was the Huangxue Sword, the one holding the sword was a toddler.Too young, with too old sword, asking for trouble.

This swordsman, like Yazi, only wanted to drink tea.

Yazi's saber intent dissipated, and the matter was at peace, and the heat of the bitter tea no longer trembled wildly.

But the swordsman became uneasy. He stepped into the teahouse and clearly felt a murderous intent, but he couldn't find it anywhere. Right now, he had to be on guard all over his body.

He didn't even dare to drink the cup of tea in front of him.

The swordsman's eyes fell on everyone in the teahouse without any trace, including traffickers, civilians, and even a Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest seemed to be thirsty, and only cared about drinking tea.The swordsman wished to be as indifferent as that Taoist priest, but he never dared to be careless.

Along the way, he seemed to have figured something out: Could the person chasing him be the murderer who killed two families in a row?When he saw that he had buried Song Yuyun's body, did he intend to kill himself?

However, this matter has almost spread throughout the area, so why is he being targeted?

Yazi saw the worry of the young swordsman, and was thinking to himself, when the curtain was suddenly lifted by a gust of yellow sand, and a woman in green walked slowly behind the curtain.

In this withered place, the appearance of this woman is like the patter of spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, bringing a touch of blue color to people's eyes-everyone can't help but look sideways, including the young swordsman.

The swordsman thought: This woman probably came out of the city, otherwise I would have seen her on the way here.

The woman in green glanced at the field, and smiled at the young swordsman. The swordsman was taken aback, thinking that she wanted to sit at his table, but saw her twist her waist, and walked straight towards the Taoist priest.

"This Taoist priest, can you let the little girl sit next to you?"

Yazi raised his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Naturally, please, girl."

The woman in green really sat down next to Yazi and drank the cup of tea that Yazi had given.

Everyone was dumbfounded, they only said that this woman was not a woman from a good family, and the Taoist priest was even more of a pious and frivolous person.

The swordsman was also worried that the woman would be at a disadvantage, but when he saw this, he felt that he should not see anything wrong, and continued to stare at the door of the teahouse.

The woman put the teacup back on the desk, pushed it towards Yazi, and said softly, in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I see that you are still very thirsty, look, your lips are already cracked."

After finishing speaking, she stretched out a jade-white finger, and the fingertip touched Yazi's lower lip lightly.

Yazi let the delicate fingertips gently rub against his lower lip, and said expressionlessly. "Are you being so coquettish here on purpose so that other men can see it?"

"Are there any other men here besides you?"

There was an evil look on Yazi's face, and he leaned towards the woman's neck with a smile, as if wanting to be frivolous, but his words were ruthless: "I know you want to draw the sword manual of the sword hall, but your method doesn't work for me."

The woman's smile froze on her face, she slowly pulled away, and said with her chin in her hand: "So, you are not willing to drink my green thick drink?"

"Chiwen's tea, I dare not drink it yet."

The woman's face was slightly cold, but she didn't attack after all, she said seriously: "You've gone all the way?"

"I just received the news this morning, and it's still one place away."

"I'm with you."

Jai Zi raised his eyebrows slightly. The few of them have always handled their own affairs without interfering with each other. They even seldom rushed to help, but this woman wants to be with him at this time. Could it be that she knows that his next target is...

"I know you are going to trouble your old man now, if you don't do it, I can replace you, but I have to give me the sword manual."

The two seemed to be whispering at this moment, and everyone said that they were chatting with each other, just peeking and laughing, but they couldn't hear anything they said.

The young swordsman was sitting upright, and he would not deliberately listen to other people's private affairs.

"You kill people fast, but tormenting people is not as good as me..." Seeing that Yazi was silent, Chi Wen thought he was moved, and continued to seduce, "What's more, the sword manual of Huajiantang is useless to you... "

She was about to continue talking, but was stopped by Jai Zi's eyes, and they both looked towards the door at the same time.

One person lifted the curtain and entered.

The man looked ordinary, and he didn't even look at the crowd. He seemed to know the layout and seats of the teahouse well before he entered, and sat directly opposite the swordsman.

The swordsman's tense face seemed to relax a bit, and he said coldly: "Your Excellency has been chasing me for so long, and finally showed up."

The eyes of the two moved away as soon as they touched each other, just like the collision of swords, there was a clang suddenly sounded in the distance that no one could hear.

A biting chill suddenly rose in the hearts of everyone in the arena.A sudden heavy snow fell in the hearts of everyone.

Yazi and Chiwen were the first to leave their positions.Before they stood up, all the tables and chairs in the teahouse collapsed into debris.

The rest fell to the ground, staring blankly at the change in front of them, not knowing why.And the swordsman and the last person who came in were gone.

The curtain of the teahouse swayed without wind, and Yazi stepped forward to take a closer look, and there was a thin layer of frost and snow on it.

Chi kiss is not as good as Ya Zi when he knows the sword. After the sword intent came out, he realized that the young swordsman was actually holding the wild snow sword, and he immediately looked heartbroken.Under her flamboyant expression, there are many doubts in her heart: the owner of this Huangxue sword is too young, and who is so bold that he is chasing and killing Huangxue sword?

She walked out of the teahouse, looked at the black and white figures that were fading away, intertwined and separated in the distance, and said to herself: "Obviously I am being hunted down, but I still care about the safety of others in this teahouse. the hardest way."

A cruel voice came from behind him:

"A gamble? If the swordsman wins, you don't have to kill for me. I will give you the sword manual of the Painting Sword Hall. If he loses, please invite Xiaofeng to drink a glass of green thick."

Chi kiss was slightly startled, and after a few calculations in his heart, he turned to look at the man.

At this time, Yazi was aroused by the fight just now, and she looked like a demon, which was intimidating, but it was her favorite side all along, and she couldn't help saying in a flattering voice, "Since the young man is holding the Wild Snow Sword, he should If you have some ability, then I will take a gamble with you."

Ya Zi didn't even look at her, "In this way, two people will die."

Chi Wen wondered: "How do you know that the swordsman will die, and why do you hate Xiao Feng?"

"You may have slept with many men, but you don't understand men."

A normal woman would be furious when she heard such humiliation, but Chi Ki was not a normal woman, and Ya Zi did not humiliate her.He is just stating a fact.

Chi kiss pondered for a moment, then asked routinely: "What should we do with these people? Are we going to kill them all?"

At this time, they have long been open to avoiding the public, and those with sharp ears heard what they said, their livers and gallbladders are torn, and they panic and want to run away.

Yazi raised his hand slightly, and the person who ran the farthest fell to the ground, a little blood leaked from between his brows, and evaporated like water vapor.

"Give them a good time."

Yazi strode towards the wilderness, and the sharp whistles were left behind, and the muffled sound of a flesh and blood body falling to the ground was like a drumbeat to see him off.

……

Ten days later, Lidong.

Luoyang Imperial City, in the imperial garden, the emperor sat alone in the stone pavilion in front of the rockery, and all the guards stood five steps away.

He had just finished reading the letter of mocking wind, and there were three things in the letter:

The first thing: Huajiantang, Ningchun Dao Miemen, and the other three factions have abolished their martial arts.

The second thing: Shen Yucheng hopes that Shen Fang can send the sword manual into the palace for him.

After reading this, he frowned first, but then a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The third thing: Yazi missed and let Fang Di, the youngest son of Jianshou Jianting of Gushan, escape down the mountain, and his whereabouts are unknown now.According to the report from the spies, Gushan Jianting got wind of it from nowhere before Yazi went up the mountain, and was about to flee to the Northern Wilderness.

He likes to mock the wind, because the style of mocking the wind is deeply to his liking: concise and to the point, good things come first and bad things come last—but among the bad things, there are always valuable things to be found.

"Fleeing to the Northern Wilderness?" The emperor's thumb lightly stroked the suet white jade ring on his index finger.

Twenty years ago, when the Liang State sent troops to attack Xiliang, the twelve tribes of the Northern Wilderness watched from the sidelines. This time, he wanted to clean up his own rivers and lakes, dredging the silt and rotten shrimps. How dare this barbarian land of loose sand dare to stop it?

He clapped his hands.

Two ghost figures appeared on the rockery.

The emperor coughed lightly, waved his hand to show that he was not in the way of the guards behind him who were about to step forward, and then said to the ghost: "You decide for yourself, whoever goes north to Cangzhou to enjoy the snow, and who goes south to Xuanzhou to catch snakes."