Jinghong knife

"Chu Hentian's corpse has been dealt with?" Xiao Chen put away his usual laughter, and his face was stern.

Qing Ming nodded, and for some reason saw a conflict in his heart.Knowing that this person is the Lord's friend, knowing that this person is a friend rather than an enemy, but he just doesn't like it.

With his hands behind his back, Xiao Chen looked coldly at the blood that had been cleaned but still had some residual color, and his face became a bit more serious.

"Don't spread the word about Chu Hentian's death, it will bring a bad reputation to Xiaodao. The other party's doing this is provoking."

Qingming nodded again, his eyebrows and eyes darkened slightly: "There are not many people who can do this kind of thing. I checked the corpses. They were sword wounds. The wounds were shallow on the right and deep on the left. The other party used his left hand."

The murder was silent, no matter it was him, Chu Hanyang or Xiao Chen, they all knew that this was a specially trained killer or a person with profound internal strength and lightness kung fu.

The three of them could do it, because all three of them came out of the suicide building and were trained to kill.But, who else can do it?

You must know that the martial arts of the three of them, except for those older generations who have been in seclusion for many years, are already top in the world.

Qing Ming was the first to suspect Xie Luo, but was rejected by Chu Hanyang, so who else?

There are not many top masters who use left-handed swords in the arena.There are even fewer people who have enmity with the Valley of Absolute Swords.

"White wolf?" Qing Ming suddenly thought of a person, and blurted out.

The scariest thing in Shalou is the blood blade, but the most mysterious thing is the second-ranked White Wolf. No one even knows what his weapon is.

Some people said that he used a hidden weapon, some said that he used a soft sword, and some said that he had no weapon. In short, no one knew what happened to him.

Xiao Chen paused, then shook his head, "White Wolf doesn't use swords, it's not him."

The two fell into silence. After a long time, their eyes collided at the same time, and they uttered a name together: "Nangong Suxin."

Nangong Suxin, the lord of Baguio Palace, they remembered at the same time, as the lord of Baguio Palace, a martial artist, this woman also possesses powerful internal strength, superb agility, and ruthless shots.

Although his right arm was broken in a surprise attack by Qingming a few days ago, if he recovers from the injury, he can really do it.

"No matter who it is, it's obviously aimed at the knife. You have to be more careful these days." Xiao Chen looked at the gradually graying sky outside with a serious expression on his face.

Qing Ming nodded, but didn't look at him again.

I don't know if it was because of being disturbed in the middle of the night, Chu Hanyang didn't sleep for a long time, and he didn't sleep well, while Qing Ming has been arranging rotation and guarding outside, and didn't return until the sky was bright. Room.

He originally thought that Chu Hanyang would sleep until noon, but he didn't expect to see Chu Hanyang half-sitting on the bed when he returned with tea.

Qing Ming froze for a moment, gently poured a cup of tea and handed it over, but Chu Hanyang didn't take it.

"Have people dealt with it?"

Chu Hanyang's voice was still hollow.

"Yes, I have already buried the old valley owner."

Chu Hanyang stopped talking, stared blankly at the quilt, and said shyly after a long time: "I know he doesn't like me, and even ignores me, but after all, he has raised me for more than ten years, and he has never treated me I've done it.

So, even if I took this person, I never thought about killing him. "

Qing Ming stopped talking, and the cup in his hand cooled down little by little.

Chu Hanyang smiled lightly, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

"The person who killed him thought that this would make me sad. It's a pity that my nature is cold and heartless. Even if my own father died tragically in front of me, I still don't feel heartache at this moment. Ah Qing, am I quite like this? scary?"

Chu Hanyang lowered his eyes halfway, making it impossible to see the slightest emotion in his eyes.

Qingming sighed inwardly, put the quilt aside, hugged Chu Hanyang gently, and stroked his cheek with his palm.

"I understand, the Lord is not scary, the Lord just doesn't understand."

After being hugged by him, Chu Hanyang's body suddenly trembled, and he took a deep look at him, but his voice became cold.

"Do you understand? You know, I don't feel sad when my own father dies, and it would be the same if it were you. The master of Jinghong Sword is cold-blooded and ruthless. He only knows how to kill, but he doesn't know how to love."

Qingming hugged Chu Hanyang, still feeling that his body was a bit cold, so she found a coat from the side and put it on for him, and hugged him again.

"Lord, no matter what you do, my heart belongs to you."

Chu Hanyang didn't speak, and stared at Qingming for a long while, his originally indifferent lips suddenly pursed into a very shallow arc.

"I thought you were usually taciturn and not good at words, but I didn't expect you to be quite good at talking."

He stretched out his hand and hugged Qing Ming, maybe because he just came in from the outside, Qing Ming was still a little cold, he rubbed lightly and then stopped, his voice still had a trace of coldness.

"Qing Ming, you really please me more and more."

Qing Ming was still held by him obediently, his eyes were full of tenderness and attachment, but also deep.

For the next few nights, Chu Hanyang didn't sleep, and sat alone in the study room every night, and no one was allowed to come close to disturb him. Qing Ming visited him several times worriedly, but was also rejected by him. outside the door.

In the room, Chu Hanyang was sitting in front of the table. There was only one candle lit in the room. The dim candlelight reflected on his face, which was cloudy and uncertain. His pair of phoenix eyes were sober and cold, and the coldness in them made people shudder.

The whole night, he sat there without moving, and no one knew what he was thinking.

One wave was not calm, and another wave rose again. On the second day after Chu Hentian was killed, Yang Tai and his daughter were plotted against again, and they were killed with a knife on their way back.

Before the news spread back to Juedao Valley, the rumors in the Jianghu had already been raging. They all said that Juedaogu had offended some enemies. However, in these rumors, it is not known when another theory appeared.

Some people say that Chu Hanyang, the new owner of Jue Dao Valley, is fond of Long Yang and has an affair with his guards.

Because of Chu Hentian's obstruction, Chu Hanyang committed the evil act of killing his father, but when he had an affair with the guards, he was bumped into by the father and daughter of the Yang family, so he killed the two of them again to silence him.

Although the people who spread the rumors had no real evidence, but in the Jianghu, it was this kind of groundless and controversial news that spread the fastest.

But after a few days, the words from the outside became more and more unpleasant. Finally, when Chu Hanyang got the news, the rumors in the world had already scolded him as a scum of a beast who killed his father and killed his father without regard for human relations.

Chu Hanyang sat in front of the desk, calmly looked at the message in his hand, without saying a word, while Qing Ming stood aside with an ugly expression, and walked out after a while holding the photo.

"Where are you going?" Chu Hanyang asked out loud.

"I'll go and kill those people who spread rumors." Qing Ming's eyes turned cold, he didn't care about his reputation, but he couldn't tolerate someone slandering Chu Hanyang like this.

Chu Hanyang held the paper full of insults against him between his fingers, and shook it lightly.

"Even if this kind of thing is all false, people will believe it and spread it, not to mention some of it is true."

He looked at the piece of paper and sneered: "I eat and sleep with the guards, we are inseparable, it seems that someone has been secretly watching me.

If you kill those few, there will be more rumors, and by then, the rumors will be even worse. "

Qing Ming stopped, anger flashed in his eyes, and he had to suppress it because of Chu Hanyang's words.

He had blocked the news of Chu Hentian's death, how did it get out?

He and Chu Hanyang are inseparable, and only the people in the valley know about it, but the people in the valley have already been drugged by Chu Hanyang, and they dare not speak nonsense at all, so how did the other party know this?

"My lord, is there an inner ghost in the valley?" Qing Ming's face sank like water, and he couldn't think of any other reason.

Chu Hanyang looked at the piece of paper expressionlessly, and finally put it on a candle and burned it to ashes.

"This matter is really strange, you go back to rest first, I will stay in the study tonight, you don't have to wait for me." Chu Hanyang's voice did not have any warmth.

Qingming glanced at him in astonishment, his eyes dimmed, and he went out in response.

Chu Hanyang looked thoughtfully at his leaving back, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and heard a soft sound coming from the window.

"How did you check?"

Xiao Chen lazily leaned against the window and looked at him, the fox's eyes were dimly lit, he glanced at the direction Qing Ming was leaving, and said in a low voice, "It's exactly what you think."

"Did you find the person?" Chu Hanyang's voice was deep and he couldn't distinguish between emotions and anger.

"Found it. But it was a bit hard."

Chu Hanyang's eyes turned cold when he heard the words: "It's nothing, as long as you're still alive."

Chu Hanyang sat in the study, neither resting nor dealing with business, just staring blankly at the crackling of the candle, not knowing what he was thinking, sitting for several hours.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door of the study.

"Come in."

Chu Hanyang's eyes didn't change at all, and his voice was also a little erratic.

Qingming walked in with a teapot, looked at him like this, frowned and said: "Master, you haven't rested for a few days, it's just some gossip, although it's a bit troublesome to deal with, but don't hurt your body because of it."

"I'm fine. You came to see me, did something happen again?" Chu Hanyang said lightly.

Qing Ming frowned again, and sighed: "People from the Xueshan faction have come, and they want Juedaogu to give them an explanation. People from several other sects have also sent people here, saying that they want to discuss this matter with the lord .”

Chu Hanyang's phoenix eyes turned cold, his sword eyebrows raised, and a sense of majesty appeared on his delicate face.

"What is the negotiation? What is the relationship between the death of Yang Tai's father and daughter and Jue Dao Valley? Others can just listen to the rumors. Could it be that they also believe it?"

Qing Ming lowered his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "They found the token of the Absolute Sword Valley in the hands of Yang Xun'er's corpse."