Xuejiazhuang of Songjiang Mansion is not in Songjiang Mansion, but outside the city of Songjiang Mansion, Jiang Xiyi took Nandou and Beidou all the way through Jinling and Gusu, bid farewell to Chu Liuxiang and Shuai Yifan respectively, and set foot on the road alone, resisting the outside of Songjiang Mansion in the evening.

Twilight shrouded.

At this moment, winter is approaching, and although Songjiang is located in the south of the Yangtze River, it cannot avoid the changes of the four seasons.

The leaves on the roadside are decaying, and it only takes a gust of wind to blow them off.

The wind in Jiangnan seemed to be extraordinarily gentle, because it didn't do so, and the leaves still hung on the trees, as if they didn't fall.

There was a sound of horses' hooves, and the silence was broken, and the fourteen people in white clothes and white horses who rode the horses were Jiang Xiyi, and behind her were naturally the thirteen people of the South Dipper and the Big Dipper.

Suddenly, the fourteen people collectively reined in the horse, and Tianshu said to Jiang Xiyi: "Owner, it's getting late at the moment, find an inn to rest for a while, and then go to Xuejiazhuang tomorrow to send a post?" ”

Jiang Xiyi looked up at the sky, the stars and the moon were rising, she nodded, and said, "You and Tianliang go together, and we will be here." ”

As soon as the words fell, Tianshu and the girl in cold white dismounted at the same time, bowed down and hugged their fists, Jiang Xiyi nodded lightly, and the two rode away.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiyi heard the voice of someone talking, but no one responded to this person, as if a person was talking to himself, and the words he said were only some numbers.

She looked up and saw a man on the wall behind her, looking up at the sky and counting the numbers.

He was at least thirty years old, and he had a beard on his face, but he was covered with bright red rouge, his hair and beard were very brightly combed, and he seemed to have shavings oil on them, and he was wearing a bright red embroidered robe, the embroidery thread was still sprinkled with gold thread, and a pair of tiger-headed red velvet shoes were on his feet, and his legs were gently dangling on the wall.

He pointed his fingers to the sky, little by little, as if counting the stars, and his wrists tinkled loudly, and when he looked closely, he found that he was wearing several gold bracelets with bells on his wrists, which shimmered in the moonlight.

Just when Jiang Xiyi turned his eyes away and was about to turn his head, the strange man suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Jiang Xiyi.

Whatever she wanted to write in her heart, she would say it directly, and this time before she could blurt out her words, the strange man shouted: "Sister in white over there, what do you look at me doing, do you also think I'm very cute?" ”

Jiang Xiyi looked at him and didn't speak, after looking at each other, she knew that it was a pair of swordsman's eyes, and even the sensitive reaction just now also showed that he was a person with strong martial arts - Jiang Xiyi just turned his eyes away, he had already noticed it, and quickly turned his head to check the situation.

Jiang Xiyi said: "Why do you want to look like this? ”

The strange man looked down at himself, then pulled his hair, held his face with both hands, and said, "Isn't it cute for me to be like this, everyone says I'm cute like this." ”

After Jiang Xiyi glanced at him again, he didn't answer and turned his head.

She just didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, there was a 'whoosh' sound in the air, and a figure jumped from the wall to the ground like an arrow, and landed in front of Jiang Xiyi, and the person was the strange man on the wall, he pouted, and said, "Little sister, why don't you ignore me, you don't play with me." ”

When he stood up, it was evident that his clothes were short and small, and that they were as ill-fitting as they had been stolen.

Jiang Xiyi glanced at the man coldly and said, "I'm not your sister, you look much older than me." ”

The man laughed and said, "It turns out that you are a nerd, young lady, I am only twelve years old, and you still say that I look older than you, is the young lady younger than me, but the eldest brother said that children are not allowed to ride horses, young sister, you are actually riding a big horse, if my eldest brother sees it, I must teach you a hard lesson." ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "Then who is your eldest brother?" ”

The man said proudly: "My eldest brother is very old, he is very powerful, everyone says that he is the number one swordsman in the world." ”

Jiang Xiyi's eyes flashed, and he said, "Could it be that your eldest brother is Xue Yiren?" ”

The man clapped his hands and laughed: "I just said that young sister, you must know, my eldest brother is so famous, I am far behind, my name is Xue Xiaoren, others call me Xue Baobao, young sister, do you like this name?" ”

At this time, the horse's hooves sounded sharply in the distance, Jiang Xiyi saw that the person who came was Tianliang, and when Tianliang was still thirty feet away from Jiang Xiyi, he slowed down and said in front of Jiang Xiyi: "Zhuang Master, Tianshu stayed in the inn to arrange, and I came to lead the way." ”

Xue Xiaoren said unrelentingly: "Little sister, you haven't said whether you like my name or not!" ”

Jiang Xiyi pulled the reins, lowered his head slightly and said, "Xue Xiaoren's name is good, I don't like Xue Baobao." ”

After finishing speaking, Jiang Xiyi suddenly drove the horse, and the sound of the horse's hooves rose again, bringing up the dust on the ground.

Xue Xiaoren followed Jiang Xiyi's side all the way, and kept saying, "Little sister, why don't you like my name, is it because the name is not good, or am I not cute enough?" Say it quickly, little sister. ”

Tianshu and Tianliangxun's inn is not too far away, and after a while, they arrived at the inn, Xue Xiaoren saw that Jiang Xiyi had been ignoring her, and sat directly on the ground and cried: "The young lady is a bad person, the young lady ignores Xue Baobao, the young lady doesn't like Xue Baobao, the young lady is a bad person." ”

Jiang Xiyi glanced at Xue Xiaoren and said, "You're so noisy, it's late now, let's go back quickly." ”

After that, Jiang Xiyi directly led everyone into the inn, Xue Xiaoren rolled on the ground outside for a few times, and no one paid attention to him, and when Jiang Xiyi opened the window from the upper floor of the inn to look, the others were no longer there.

Tonight, the wind is clear, the clouds are light, the moon is hanging high, and the night of murder.

The third watch had already passed, and there was not a single pedestrian on the road.

The autumn wind carried the fallen leaves across the road and flew into the air with it, and finally landed at the feet of a man.

This person did not stay for long, and in the blink of an eye, the kung fu man was no longer in place.

He weaved from treetop to eaves.

He is the most expensive, ruthless and stable killer - a little red in the Central Plains.

Tonight he had come to kill someone, a business that he had to do without money.

Because the person who will kill with his sword this time is the one who has taken him in all along.

Jiang Xiyi was lying on the bed, and he almost stopped breathing.

Suddenly, her eyes opened, and the darkness of the night seemed so bright, and she felt a wave of murderous intent, and then she heard a sound that was almost negligible.

Then she closed her eyes again.

She didn't feel the slightest fear in her heart, nor did she feel the slightest uneasiness.

She knew that the people who came came to kill her, but she also knew that the people who came couldn't kill her.

At this moment, the person was already standing outside her window, the moonlight was evenly scattered on the earth, and Zhongyuan's red face was not covered, his face looked like a dead man, but a pair of eyes were sharp and bright.

In his right hand, he held a long sword that had been unsheathed, and it seemed to be wrapped with blood, with which he had killed many people.

There was a slight sound, and a little red in the middle plains had broken through the window, and his voice was very small, and when he rolled on the ground, there was almost no sound.

But only almost.

He thought it was the easiest business.

He walked softly to the bed, where lay a girl, the moonlight shining on her face, and at the moment his body blocked the moonlight shining on her.

He raised his sword and aimed it at her neck, ready to kill her in one move.

The wind picked up and blew in through the open window.

Jiang Xiyi, who was on the bed, also opened his eyes.

Zhongyuan felt a little red only to feel the cold light flashing in front of him, and a sword came out of the sheath without warning, this sword stabbed him in the chest, and the wind brought by the sword cut directly to his throat.

Zhongyuan slipped backwards a little red, his footsteps slid back a few feet, his back was close to the wall, and there was no way to retreat, but the hairs on his body still stood on end.

Jiang Xiyi didn't pursue, her sword stopped there, it was the position in front of Zhongyuan Yihong's chest, even if he just stood still, this sword could only pierce his black clothes at most.

Zhongyuan suddenly rushed forward, the sword light flew, 'brush brush', the three swords had already shot, stabbing at Jiang Xiyi.

Jiang Xiyi's body changed slightly, slapped the bed with his left hand, and rose into the air, and then jumped behind the red of the Central Plains.

The Central Plains swirled with a little red foot, and there were three more swords at Jiang Xiyi, these three swords were more urgent and faster than just now, and the stabbing parts were all the key points of the people.

This man's swordsmanship is fierce and vicious.

Jiang Xiyi stepped a little under his feet, and after avoiding the sword of the Central Plains, he stepped on the tip of his sword.

Nakahara only felt his right hand tremble, and then the tingling sensation seeped out of his bones, almost making him unable to hold the sword.

Jiang Xiyi turned over and went down in the air, the sword pointed directly at the Central Plains, and the Central Plains was a little red, and the Central Plains was a little red and stabbed the sword upwards at Jiang Xiyi.

When the two swords intersected, Zhongyuan knew that Jiang Xiyi's sword was not pointing at him, but at his sword.

A loud and violent bang was followed by a soft 'click'.

That loud bang was the sorrow of the sword, because it could only go so far in its life, and it became a broken sword.

That soft sound was the sound of a broken sword falling to the ground.

Zhongyuan looked at his sword and then at Jiang Xiyi.

Although there was not a trace of fluctuation on his face, his eyes showed surprise and disbelief, this was the sword he wore when he first killed someone, and it has been used to this day, the sword body is stained with countless blood, but it has never been broken, and he has never met such an opponent, and his ability to live to this day shows that he has killed all the people he needs to kill.

He thought it was the easiest business, but now he knows that it is the most difficult business.

Jiang Xiyi said coldly: "You go, you can't beat me, call the person who wants to kill me." ”

After returning the broken sword to the sheath, Zhongyuan Yihong jumped out of the window, and the figure disappeared in a blink of an eye.