"Oh, Assassin. Qinglian didn't hide her contempt at all, if she wanted revenge, she would knock on the door with dignity, one sword at a time, and kill them all is the right way, to be an assassin hidden in the shadows?

Is that a clown?

Seeing the mysterious old man's back gradually disappearing, until he could no longer perceive it, Li Bai let out a sigh of relief, feeling that a layer of fine cold sweat appeared on the surface of his illusory skin.

He glanced at Qinglian, who was still engrossed in sword practice, and in the blink of an eye, he swallowed the scene just now.

With the eyesight of this kid martial arts master, he couldn't see how terrifying the white-bearded old man in front of him was.

That kind of power as vast as the abyssal sea, I have only seen it from the nightmare in the dream world of the final season of youth.

And compared to the nightmare, this old man will only be more terrifying, because he is not like the nightmare, which has been weakened by the system-constructed world seal by nearly ninety percent of his power.

Assasin!

Definitely Assasin!

The full name of Assasin is the Assasin Religious Brotherhood, and the base is located in the Almaty fortress at an altitude of more than 10,000 feet.

There is an inseparable close connection with the Great Cannibal.

Twenty years later, the reason why the situation in the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty and the eastern part of the empire will be so corrosive is that this organization is absolutely very important; a powerful assassin organization is too powerful, whether it is to find out information, assassinate local dignitaries, or carry out terrorist attacks, it is enough to deal a devastating blow to any force, as long as Assasin does whatever it takes, even ordinary kings and emperors will inevitably be hated in his hands.

And this, for those noble lords in the West and the kings and city lords of the Western Regions, it is like the sword of Damocles hanging above their heads, as long as it falls, it is a different place.

And the one who has just left is obviously the best of the Assasin assassins.

He even suspected that this old man was Hassan's generation.

However, the dignified king of assassins, what did he do when he had nothing to eat and enough to run to the Great Wall?

I was attracted by the terrifying talent of the Qinglian boss, so I rushed to collect the apprentices?

Li Bai touched his chin, feeling that it was possible.

Because if you look at it according to the timeline, the small country of Northern Qi where the king of Lanling is located, Emperor Taizong, who perished in the Tang Dynasty, sent Cheng Zhijie (that is, Cheng Yanjin) to raise troops to the west and crusade against the Turks on the way.

To tell the truth, although most of the population of the Northern Qi Dynasty was composed of Han people who moved away during the period of civil strife in the East, Gao Huan, the grandfather of Gao Changgong, the king of Lanling, was actually a Xianbei Han Chinese.

Moreover, it swayed left and right between the Turks and the Tang Dynasty, and was simply directly annihilated and conquered by the Tang Iron Cavalry.

Therefore, after the fall of the Northern Qi Dynasty, in order to restore the country, Gao Changgong, the king of Lanling, was favored by the white-bearded old man just now and accepted him to join Assasin, which is logical.

......

The war had not yet started, but the people in the customs were already panicking.

At noon, Qinglian went out, walked briskly along the dirt road, carried the iron sword on her back, said hello to the soldiers patrolling the street, and entered the inn where she had been living before.

He said: "Uncle Liu, I will have dinner at your house at noon today, and the meal money will be recorded in my Uncle Zhao's account." ”

The busy man in the room wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "Little white brother is here, sit inside, and eat mutton soup cakes today." ”

Qinglian added: "Put more chopped green onions and mutton. ”

The man smiled: "I don't know how many times I've eaten it, I remember it for a long time." ”

When Zhao Rui hadn't built a new house, the two of them had been taken care of by the boss, at least the rent was a lot less, although most of this came from the care of the flower arc, but later, as they became more familiar, the store itself also had a love for this little doll that was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Qinglian practices martial arts and has a huge appetite, if it weren't for the help of the store, these two would have no money to live in the store.

Although Qinglian has an indifferent temperament, it doesn't mean that he doesn't value kindness.

So from time to time, he would come back to help the shopkeeper with some work.

The soup cake came up, with a layer of oil flowers floating on it, and the sliced lamb was neatly stacked, and with the emerald green green onion, it looked appetizing.

Li Bai watched Qinglian feast for a while, pursed his lips, and continued to drink.

The heart said, it tastes so good, I want to eat it too.

Outside the store, a swordsman dressed in white and a woman in purple came side by side, the man was tall and handsome, and a long sword of autumn water branded with cloud patterns hung from his waist, and a third-level harvest inscription was inlaid on the hilt.

Not to mention anything else about this sword, just this inscription that increases the sharpness and armor-breaking ability will cost at least a hundred taels of gold, compared to the iron sword in Qinglian's hand, it is simply a difference between cloud and mud.

"Master has gone to find Lieutenant Zhichong here, let's rest here first. ”

The two entered the hotel side by side.

Qinglian just finished eating, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and saw that there were guests again, so she took the initiative to come up to entertain, every move, familiar with the road, and also fished a piece of broken silver as a reward.

After entertaining the guests, Qinglian went straight to the backyard and continued to practice swords.

The woman chuckled and said, "The little brother is quite handsome." ”

The white-clothed swordsman nodded: "The appearance is indeed extraordinary. ”

Although it is echoed and praised, but I don't care in my heart, I just feel that such a good skin, with this humble background, is simply a treasure covered with dust, in the future, either to be some good male noble male pets, or to be the face of some widowed ladies, or, simply do a lifetime of shopkeepers, marry a rough mother-in-law.

For those in high positions, excellent appearance is the icing on the cake.

For the lowly, the appearance is excellent, and it is meaningless.

Suddenly there was a noise outside the hospital.

The white-clothed swordsman gently put down the cup in his hand, leaned in front of the window with great interest, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the shopkeeper is practicing swords, and it looks like it." ”

The woman said angrily: "Brother Xin, isn't it okay to peek at other people's martial arts?"

For martial artists who value inheritance more than their lives, stealing martial arts is even worse than killing their parents, so over time, even peeking at others practicing martial arts has become a taboo.

The white-clothed swordsman chuckled and said: "Hehe, this kind of rough swordsmanship, and this kind of low-status border people, will be regarded as a treasure, I look at him twice, that is his blessing, if you look at it comfortably, maybe you can teach him two hands, this is his creation." ”

The woman next to her seemed a little displeased, but thinking of the tall man's family background, she could only force a smile: "After all, not everyone is like Brother Xin who has been taught by his master himself." These ordinary Jianghu people can only practice these two rough swordsmanship. ”

Brother Xin's full name is Yang Xin, and he is the son-in-law of Yang Wucheng, the head of the Gutan Sword School.

For ordinary Jianghu people, it is simply a fairy-like figure, you must know that the Gutan Sword Sect is a martial arts giant, although there is no Holy Dao powerhouse, but there are three martial arts masters!

And Yang Xin's father, Yang Wucheng, is one of them.

Although the voices of the two were low, they couldn't hide the ears of the Qinglian Martial Arts Grandmaster, just what outsiders thought of him, and Qinglian, who was indifferent by nature, didn't care at all, provided that the other party didn't provoke him.

Li Bai secretly sneered.

"The basic thirteen swords are indeed superficial, but the swordsmanship created by my dignified Li Taibai, no matter how superficial it is, it also implies the true meaning of the sword in the world. ”

At this point, if you don't have a certain achievement in swordsmanship, you can't see this at all, it is obvious that the dashing and handsome white-clothed swordsman in front of him, who seems to have extraordinary swordsmanship, is this kind of person.

If he is clever and secretly learns a trick and a half, Li Bai is too lazy to care, but looking at his sneering appearance, it is estimated that he can only enter Baoshan without knowing it.

As if sensing Li Bai's attention, Qinglian said coldly: "Teacher, do you want to kill them?"

Li Bai was slightly stunned and shook his head: "Although killing is not a big deal, it can't be taken too lightly. Besides, I don't think it's much of a skill to kill. ”

"When you are as weak as a mortal, will you kill ants for fun?"

Qinglian frowned and said, "The disciple is not killing for fun, I am just worried that you will be angry because of this person's insult to your swordsmanship." ”

Li Bai shook his head and said: "It's still the same sentence, you don't have sword intent, you don't have faith in swordsmanship, in five years, although you have reached the realm of a martial arts grandmaster, if you want to go one step further and ascend to the holy realm, it is absolutely impossible." ”

Qinglian was silent for a moment, no longer arguing, but puzzled: "Everyone in the world has their own way, who can prove that the way they adhere to must be right?"

Li Bai chuckled: "So at this time, you have to rely on your fists to speak." ”

Qinglian stubbornly said: "Then my way may not be wrong. ”

Li Bai's face darkened, and he said in his heart, you bear child, you have a few ways!