Miao Jiangke

Zuo Qingyue's smiling eyebrows tended to be indifferent, and his eyes flickered as he stared at the assassin in front of him, naturally he did not miss the seriousness in the assassin's eyes.

It's the first time I've seen such a fool.

No wonder he worked for the Blood Pavilion for more than ten years, and in the end he was given to the rich and powerful, not to mention, he was still running around thinking of kindness to avenge his old master.

It's just an elm head.

Young Master Zuo's hand holding the scroll tightened imperceptibly, and he lowered his head with a sneer, "Okay, it's just a meal, let's see what moved you."

Qiu Yangui knew his temper, and there would be nothing good to say next, so he lowered his eyebrows and started to eat.

Sure enough, Zuo Qingyue paused for a while, looked up at him, and yawned lazily, "Come over and read to me after dinner, I'm a little tired."

"Okay." Qiu Yangui had expected it a long time ago, and silently accelerated the speed of eating. He is not a person who pays attention to appetite, so he ate a few mouthfuls to fill his stomach, and then packed up the food box and sent it out.

Zuo Qingyue had already left from the case, leaning against the bed and watching him quietly, when Qiu Yangui walked up to the young master, he heard him say calmly, "Chair."

Qiu Yangui had no choice but to turn around and move a chair, and when he sat down, he took the scroll from the young master's hand, looked at it intently, and said slowly, "There is an ancient record that 'Gu' is..."

His voice is unhurried, clear and magnetic, but it's a pity that he only has a few words on weekdays, sometimes with a little emotion and a little dull.

Zuo Qingyue's eyes fixed on his rolling Adam's apple, then slowly stared upwards at his red lips, and laughed softly.

Qiu Yangui paused slightly, and looked at him suspiciously.

Zuo Qingyue waved his hands, lowered his head and said, "It's okay, you can continue."

Only then did Qiu Yangui continue to read, with a concentrated expression.

The candles in the room flickered, and Zuo Qingyue's smile gradually deepened.

He just felt that if the assassin accidentally died one day, it would not be wasted.

He felt that he should be very satisfied with this puppet.

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There were no servants arranged in the courtyard, except for Ying Liu and Ying Ten who were hiding in the dark, only Qiu Yan was left.

I don't know how many pages have been turned, the young master yawned slowly, "Okay, let's stop here for today."

Qiu Yangui nodded and put the chair back in place, his eyes swept across the room, hesitating a little.

"Go to the soft couch." Zuo Qingyue had already laid down, closed his eyes and said, "From now on, I will find a place to rest myself."

"Yes." Qiu Yangui walked to the front of the collapse, did not take off his clothes, lay on the soft couch with his sword in his arms, and extinguished the candle with a wave of his palm.

His eyes dimmed, but he didn't close his eyes immediately, but thought about what the young master had said before.

There is already a clue to the secret of the Blood Pavilion.

Suddenly, I thought of Tianji Pavilion's secretive rhetoric, "A mantis' arm is like a cart, and it's hard to get overwhelmed."

Qiu Yangui frowned, his handsome face showed a bit of melancholy, he subconsciously rubbed his sword with his fingers.

For some reason, he always felt that the secrets back then were probably not simple.

In my heart, I am always uneasy.

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Leisure days passed by in a hurry, Qiu Yangui got clues to the Blood Pavilion from Yingshi, but it was just a outline in the clouds, fortunately, he had a general direction, and the rest might not be far away from finding out.

The young lord often strolls and chats with Sect Master Qi, plays chess and discusses matters, and occasionally goes fishing in front of the pond.

Sometimes he coughed twice quite realistically, and his peach blossom eyes dimmed a bit. At this time, the assassin would hand over a cup of hot tea, and a certain young master in the province would ridicule him for not being as good as the love in front of the sect master Qi. Pet considerate.

Now the news of young master Miao Jiang's injury has spread quietly in secret, the group of people has not moved for the time being, one is afraid of scaring the snake, and the other is afraid that the young master Zuo will lead the snake out of the hole and release the news to deceive them.

But there is no need to worry, Jianzong is still dreadful after all, and they will set off for Hengcheng in a few days. Even if there is no big splash, there will always be greedy people who can't hold back.

Qiu Yangui followed the young master closely, and was easily targeted by Qi Cheng. The Blood Pavilion has now been destroyed, and the top assassin Miao Miao was destroyed in such a large number, which made countless people sigh.

Fortunately, there are quite a few assassins who have left the Blood Pavilion, and most of them are well-known figures on the Jianghu list.

However, Qi Cheng also heard some news. After all, the slaughter of the Blood Pavilion is very absurd. One must know that the forces behind it must be extremely powerful. He has always been friendly, and many assassins and hidden guards in several major sects are also from the Blood Pavilion.

In other words, this force may be dormant in the dark, and its strength is not inferior to the current major sects.

Qi Cheng didn't think deeply about it, but pondered for a moment, raised his eyes and glanced at Zuo Qingyue, the other party's cool eyes seemed to see through his thoughts, and said with a smile, "If it hurts, I'll shave Wu Yu's hair Light."

Wu Yu is the pet that Qi Cheng raises in the yard, who is more considerate than the assassin - a big black dog that is not too dark.

Just letting go of these words, Qi Cheng immediately smiled, thinking that Wu Yu's hair could still grow back, and he wondered if he would meet again next time after he ran away.

So he responded very simply, "Don't worry, I won't hurt your treasure... uh, assassin."

The "baby" that almost blurted out disappeared under Zuo Qingyue's dangerous eyes, Qi Cheng straightened his face, and signaled to Qiu Yangui, "Young master, would you like to have a discussion with me?"

Qiu Yangui looked at Zuo Qingyue, and seeing that the other party did not stop him, he nodded and held his sword, "Sect Master Qi is serious."

There was a large open space in front of the court in the backyard, and there was a bamboo grove in front of it. The two stood facing each other, Qi Cheng's eyes flashed with excitement, and he looked like a real martial idiot.

Qiu Yangui looked at him neither humble nor overbearing, his eyes were silent, he drew his sword sharply, showing his sharpness, "Sect Master Qi, I have offended you."

Qi Cheng laughed heartily, and the next moment he lifted his sword and flew forward, a cold light flashed, and a strong wind suddenly approached!

Qiu Yangui's expression turned serious, and he turned around to dodge.

As expected of the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, the sword energy was thick and sharp, which made people feel chilling. Qiu Yangui quickly concentrated his attention, not timidly and flustered, but fixed his eyes on Qi Cheng's movements, like a leopard ready to go.

Qi Cheng was not soft-handed, he didn't give him a chance to react at all, and followed closely. Qiu Yangui didn't rush to fight back, but quietly dodged his moves, observing his moves calmly.

If he insisted, he would naturally lose to Sect Master Qi.

Qi Cheng's moves were compact, seeing the assassins always dodging, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, he sighed in his heart that the attack became more violent, and wanted to end this sparring, but at this moment!

"Om—" The swords collided, and there was an ear-piercing hum, Qi Cheng looked slightly startled.

Zuo Qingyue raised his eyebrows, and looked up casually.

The assassin's movement of raising his hand was incomparably swift, without hesitation, he moved towards Qi Cheng with several moves like a violent storm.

Qi Cheng restrained his thoughts, and quickly raised his sword to block it.

The one-sided situation has been broken, and the atmosphere between the two has suddenly changed.