Chapter 24 The twenty-third round of Jiangnan Murong

Bai Mu's hand was still holding the hilt of the sword, but the cold sweat on his forehead had already fallen like raindrops. The big boss said indifferently: "I have already said that there are absolutely no friends of yours outside the door, and at most there are only one or two ghosts who are going to come to persuade you to pay for your life." The veins on the back of Bai Mu's sword-holding hand protruded like a coiled snake, and suddenly said: "Okay, very good." His voice was already hoarse: "I didn't expect that 'Eye for an eye, blood for blood' has actually arrived."

There was a short sneer suddenly outside the door. "you are wrong!" Bai Mu said: "Could it be Mr. Mao Da who came?" A person outside the door said: "You are right this time." Bai Mu sneered and said: "Okay, good workmanship, 'Using the hair of the son, attacking the shield of the son', it really deserves to be the direct descendant of Jiangnan Murong." Speaking of the four words "Jiangnan Murong", there was another beast-like roar from outside the door. There was a flash of sword light outside the door, Bai Mu flew out, and the sword light protected his whole body like a flowing cloud.

Zhuyeqing didn't dare to follow out, didn't even dare to move, and couldn't see the people outside the door, but heard a "ge" sound, a cold light flew in, nailed to the wall, it was the tip of a sword. Then there were three more "gegege" sounds, and three more sword tips flew in and were nailed to the wall. Then Bai Mu stepped back step by step, his face was completely pale, and the sword in his hand had only a hilt left. The long sword of hundred-refined fine steel has been broken in pieces by someone. A person outside the door sneered, "I don't need the skills of the Murong family, but I can still kill you!"

Bai Mu wanted to speak, but held back, and suddenly opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and when he fell down, his pale face had turned black. The big boss smiled and said: "This really isn't the Murong family's kung fu, it's the Black Sand Palm!" The person outside the door said: "Good eyesight." The big boss said: "Mr. Mao Da has worked hard this time." Mr. Mao Da said outside the door: "It's hard work to kill such a few nameless rats. If they meet Qiu Er, these people will die faster." The big boss said: "Is Mr. Qiu Er coming soon?"

Mr. Mao Da said: "He will come." The big boss let out a long breath, and said: "Mr. Qiu Er's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, and I have admired it for a long time." Mr. Mao Da said: "His swordsmanship may not necessarily be invincible in the world, and there are not many people who can beat him." The big boss laughed, and suddenly turned to look at Zhuyeqing. Zhuyeqing's face was ashamed. The big boss said: "Did you hear that?" Zhuyeqing said: "I heard it." The big boss said: "With the help of Mr. Mao Da and Mr. Qiu Er, Aji wants my life. I'm afraid it will not be easy."

Zhuyeqing said: "Yes." The big boss said indifferently: "If you want my life, I'm afraid it won't be easy!" Zhuyeqing said: "I..." The big boss suddenly lowered his face, and said coldly: "I know your kindness, but if I really want to rely on the protection of these experts you invited, wouldn't I be doomed today?" Zhuyeqing didn't dare to speak again. He knelt down, knelt down straight, and knelt down in front of the big boss. He has discovered that this person is far more powerful than he imagined. The big boss didn't even look at him anymore, he waved his hand and said, "You are tired, you might as well go out."

Zhuyeqing didn't dare to move.Just outside this door, there is a soul-hunter waiting, how dare he go out?But he also knew that what the big boss said was an order, and if he disobeyed the big boss's order, the only thing he could do was die! Fortunately, someone in the yard shouted: "Aji is here!" Night, cold night. The cold wind blew in front of him, and Aji slowly walked into the narrow alley.Just half a month ago, when he walked out of this narrow alley, he didn't know which way he should go in the future.Now he knows. ——What kind of person is, what kind of road you have to walk.

——There is only one way to go before him, and there is no room for choice at all. When you open the gate, you can see a road that winds and twists through the flowers. A capable and refined young man stood at the door with his hands down, with a sincere and respectful attitude: "Who are you looking for?" Aji said: "Look for your big boss." The young man only looked up at him, and immediately lowered his head: "Your Excellency is..." Aji said: "I am Aji, that useless Aji." The young man's attitude is respectful: "The big boss is waiting in the flower hall, please."

Aji stared at him, and suddenly said, "I don't think I've seen you before." The young man said: "No." Aji said, "What's your name?" The young man said: "My name is little brother." He suddenly smiled: "I'm really a useless little brother, useless at all." The younger brother led the way, and Aji followed slowly. He didn't want the young man walking behind him.He already felt that this useless little brother must be far more useful than most people. After walking the flower path, you can see the smashed window on the left side of the flower hall. There seems to be a knife flashing in the window.

The knife is in Zhuyeqing's hand. If you disobey the orders of the big boss, you will die! Zhuyeqing suddenly pulled out the knife nailed to Sasaki's body—since he was going to die, he might as well die in his own hands. He crossed the knife with his backhand to cut his own throat. Suddenly, there was a sound of "ding", sparks flew everywhere, the knife in his hand was thrown flying, and it was nailed to the window frame, and something fell down, but it was a small stone. The big boss sneered, and said: "Good wrist, it seems that Aji has arrived." After saying this, he saw Aji.

Although he had slept all day and soundly, Aggie looked tired. A kind of tiredness born from the bottom of my heart is like a poisonous weed that has taken root in my heart. He was still wearing the same worn coarse clothes, and a black beard had grown out of his pale face. He looked not only tired, but also haggard and old.Even his hair hadn't been washed in ages. But his hands were very clean, and his nails were very short and neat. The big boss didn't notice his hand, and men usually rarely pay attention to another man's hand. He stared at Aji, looked up and down many times, and then asked: "Are you Aji?" Aji stood there lazily, without any reaction, and he never answered unnecessary questions. Of course the big boss knew who he was, but he couldn't figure it out: "Why did you save this person?" This person is of course Zhuyeqing. But Aji said: "I didn't save him." The big boss said: "Who is it?" Aji said: "Baby." The pupils of the big boss constricted: "Because the doll is in his hands, once he dies, the doll will die too." His shrunken pupils stared at Zhuyeqing like nails: "Of course you have already calculated that he will not let you die." Zhuyeqing did not deny it. The dice have been cast, the idea has been struck, there is no need to continue singing the play, and it is time for the character he played to step down. The only thing he can do now is wait to see what idea Aggie throws?Now he is not sure that Aggie will win. The big boss sighed and said: "I have always regarded you as my confidant, but I never thought that you have been acting in front of me!" Zhu Yeqing also admitted: "We are acting in a rivalry scene!" The big boss said: "So before the curtain ends, between the two of us, someone must die?" Zhu Yeqing said: "If this play is sung exactly according to my script, you should be the one who died." The big boss said, "What about now?" Zhuyeqing smiled wryly, and said: "Now the role I played has stepped down, and the main event has fallen on Aji." The big boss said: "What role is he playing?" Zhu Yeqing said: "It's a character who kills, and the one who kills is you." The big boss turned to Aji and said coldly: "Do you have to continue playing your role?" Aggie didn't speak. He suddenly felt a murderous aura, and the needle pierced his back. Only masters who really want to kill and are sure of being able to kill will bring this kind of murderous aura. Now there is no doubt that such a person has come behind him, and he can even feel a muscle in the back of his neck suddenly stiffen. But he didn't look back.Although he is just standing casually now, his hands, feet, limbs, and muscles of the whole body are completely balanced and coordinated, and there is absolutely no defect or flaw. As long as one turns around, it is absolutely impossible to maintain this situation, even if it is only a moment of negligence, it is enough to be fatal.He must not give the other party such a chance. The other party has been waiting for this opportunity, everyone in the flower hall has already felt this kind of murderous intent, everyone's breathing has almost stopped, and sweat broke out on their foreheads. Aji didn't even move his fingertips.If a person knows that someone is going to kill him behind the scenes, but he can still ignore it, every nerve in this person must have been trained to be as tough as a steel wire. Aji actually closed his eyes. The person who wants to kill him is behind him, and he can see it with his eyes, but he can't see it.He must keep his heart empty. The people behind him didn't even move. Of course, this person is also a master. Only a master who has experienced hundreds of battles and kills without counting can be so patient and calm. He will never make a move if he does not wait for the opportunity. Everything is completely still, even the wind has stopped. A bead of sweat the size of a soybean flowed down the bridge of his nose and from the big boss's face, and he didn't reach out to wipe it off. His whole body was tense like a bowstring, and he couldn't figure out why these two people could hold their breath so calmly. He couldn't hold his breath anymore, and suddenly asked: "Do you know that someone behind you is going to kill you?" Aji didn't listen, didn't smell, and didn't move. The big boss said: "You don't know who this person is?" Aggie doesn't know. He only knew that no matter who this person was, he would never dare to make a move now. The big boss said: "Why don't you go back and see, who is he?" Aji didn't look back, but opened his eyes.Because he suddenly felt a murderous aura again. This time the murderous intent came from in front of him. He opened his eyes, and saw a person standing far away, dressed in a mysterious crown, tall and tall, with pale face and eyes bulging, with an indescribable arrogance, two eyes that were almost connected together Between the thick eyebrows, it seemed to be full of hatred. As soon as Aji opened his eyes, he stopped. He could see that the young man's energy and strength had been gathered, and he was about to explode, and once he fired, he would be out of control. He didn't dare to move, but he was staring at Aji's hands, and suddenly asked, "Why didn't your excellency bring your sword?" Aggie was silent. But the big boss couldn't help asking: "Can you see that he uses a sword?" The Taoist nodded and said, "He has very good hands." The big boss never noticed Aji's hands, and until now, he realized that his hands did not match him. His hands are too clean. Dao Ren said: "This is our habit." The big boss said: "What habit?" Taoist said: "We will never defile our sword." The big boss said: "So your hands must always be clean." Dao Ren said: "Our nails must also be cut very short." The big boss said: "Why?" The Taoist said: "The fingernails are long, which will interfere with holding the sword. As long as we have a sword in hand, we will never allow any hindrance." The big boss said: "This is a good habit." Dao Ren said: "Not many people have this habit." The big boss said: "Oh?" Dao Ren said: "If you are not a swordsman who has experienced many battles, you will never maintain this habit for a long time." The big boss said: "A person who can be called a swordsman by Mr. Qiu Er is of course a master of swords." Mr. Qiu Er said: "Absolutely." The big boss said: "But under Mr. Qiu Er's sword, how many people escaped alive?" Mr. Qiu Er proudly said: "Not many." He is proud, of course he has his reasons. In the past six months, he has traveled all over the south of the Yangtze River. With a long sword in his hand, he has already mastered seven of the top ten swordsmen in the south of the Yangtze River. No one has ever been able to make thirty moves under his sword. Not only is his swordsmanship weird and spicy, but his reaction speed is even more unbelievable. Each of the seven great swordsmen who died under his sword had a deadly move, especially Mei Ziyi's "Three Thorns of Wind and Thunder", which is a rare stunt in the world. He used this trick when he killed Mei Ziyi. Mei Ziyi's "Three Thorns of Wind and Thunder" made a move, but he counterattacked with the same move. A person's swordsmanship can be called "Lightning Chasing the Wind", and the speed is as fast as one can imagine. But when Mei Ziyi's sword was still three inches away from his throat, his sword had already struck first, piercing through Mei Ziyi's throat. Some of the subordinates of the big boss witnessed their battle with their own eyes. According to his report: "Mr. Qiu Er stabbed out with the sword, none of the more than forty martial arts masters present could see how he made the move, only saw the flash of the sword, and the blood had already stained Mei Ziyi's clothes." So the big boss already has confidence in this person. What's more, Mao Yiyun, the only disciple with a foreign surname in the Murong family in the south of the Yangtze River, echoes him. Even if Mao Yiyun didn't make a move, at least he could distract Aji's attention. The outcome of this battle is almost a foregone conclusion. The big boss sat high on his tiger-skin chair, his heart was as stable as Mount Tai, and he said with a smile: "Since Xie Sanshao died violently in Shenjian Villa and Yan Shisan carved his boat and sank his sword, who else in the world can compare with swordsmen? Mr. Qiu Er? If Mr. Qiu Er wants the golden signboard of 'No. 1 Sword in the World' from the Xie family, it will only be a matter of time." When he was in a happy mood, he would never forget to compliment others, but it was a pity that Mr. Qiu Er didn't seem to hear these words at all. He kept looking at Aggie—not at Aggie's hand, but Aggie's eyes. As soon as he heard the words "Mr. Qiu Er", Aji's pupils suddenly shrank, as if being pierced by a needle, a poisonous needle that had been dyed red by blood and hatred. Mr. Qiu Er didn't recognize this desolate and haggard young man, and he had never even seen him.He couldn't figure out why this person had such an expression? He also didn't know why this person had such a reaction to his name. He only knows one thing - his chance has come! No matter how strong and calm a master is, if he is suddenly stimulated by something unexpected, his reaction will become hesitant. Now the young man has no doubt been stimulated by it.Hatred is sometimes a kind of power, a terrible power, but now the expression in Aji's eyes is not hatred, but an indescribable pain and sadness.This kind of emotion can only make people weak and broken. Mr. Qiu Er didn't want to wait until Ah Ji completely collapsed. He knew that once the opportunity was missed, he would never come again. Sasaki's eight-foot-long Japanese sword was still nailed to the window frame. Mr. Qiu Er suddenly pulled it out with his backhand and threw it to Aji. He also has another hand. The long sword behind him has also been unsheathed! Whether or not Aggie catches the knife, he's ready to deliver the killing blow. He has absolute certainty! Aggie caught the knife. The sword he used was originally a long sword, the length from the hilt to the tip was no more than three feet and nine inches.