Emperor Zhidao of Zhongyi was worried about the fact that the emperor appointed himself as the crown prince, and he knew that Emperor Ludao was afraid that he would one day find evidence of his usurpation of the throne of a certain dynasty, so it was none other than the current emperor who killed him.

What the Son of Heaven is guilty of the same crime as the common people, it's all bullshit, the world is the emperor, he wants to kill people in a full-screen mood, and now he is afraid of the world's public opinion to kill people blatantly, and he has sent a killer with all his might, and it is a great luck that he can't die, where can he dare to speak out.

Therefore, the assassination of King Zhongyi can not be publicized, and the matter of Zhuang Fanjing's rescue of King Zhongyi cannot be made public, Zhuang Fanjing took the reward of King Zhongyi and quietly returned to Fanjing Villa, and has no contact with King Zhongyi since then.

Xiao Xiao straightened out the old naughty boy's train of thought and summed up this past by herself, "...... So, aren't we, rich? She thought of Gu Xiaochuan, who was very rich and rich, his money seemed to be too much to spend, and he liked to buy himself the most expensive bags, watches, and clothes. But those things only made her feel more humiliated.

Ruthlessly, looking at Xiao Xiao with an inexplicable look, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Yes! ”

The old naughty boy himself said the past, seeing that Xiao Xiao was so happy, he was also infected, as if he had heard this story for the first time, he jumped up and down and clapped his hands and said, "Ha Luha, ruthless, great, it turns out that your master has so much silver, white flowers, just like his beard!" ”

ruthless but dismissive, "The silver is enough, why do you want so much?" ”

The old urchin was asked, pretended to think deeply for a while, and then smiled and said, "Hehe, that's it, what's good if you have too much silver, that old guy doesn't drink, what does he want so much money for!" It's a terrible thing."

Seeing Xiao Xiao suddenly silent, Ruthless was afraid that she would be unwell, so he asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Xiao Xiao walked out of the painful memories of Gu Xiaochuan, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Ruthless, her heart trembled slightly, and then she smiled bitterly, "It's nothing, try not to think about him when I get used to getting along with you." Or change your mood as soon as he thinks of seeing you again later. ”

looked at Xiao Xiao ruthlessly and gently, "I will also try my best to make you forget him in the future." ”

The old naughty boy didn't listen to Xiao Xiao and Ruthless, who was he in the mouths of the two, but they were always vaguely skipped by the two. After a long time, the old urchin himself forgot about it, so he played with Xiao Xiao as a brother.

The three of them walked to a restaurant in the evening, and the old urchin stretched his waist and said to Ruthless, "Little brother, I think we will eat and sleep here!" ”

nodded ruthlessly, and shouted to the store, "Little Er!" Inside, a shopkeeper came out, helped Ruthless lead the horse to the backyard and tie it up, and someone else invited Ruthless and others into the store and served wine and food.

The business of this shop is booming, the guests are full of people sitting in a room, the table is good wine and good food, either talking, or laughing, so lively.

There were four people sitting at the table next to Ruthless and the others, one was a deep and calm old man, with black and white sideburns, a ruddy complexion, and a low voice, but he could hear the deep internal strength.

A man with an iron face, dense hair, bulging eyes, a lion nose, thick lips, and a dignified breath, the size of a pair of fist bowls, and green tendons burst out of his fists, which must be a natural divine power.

An elegant-looking, demeanor, smiling, it seems that there is always a three-point smile at the corner of his mouth, and there is a slight hidden feeling in the smile, waving a fan, his hands are broad, and his fingers are slender.

There was also the youngest of several people, who looked to be twenty-one or twelve years old, with a pale complexion, clean and handsome.

All four of them were armed with swords, and they spoke with confidence, but they couldn't tell which sect they were from or where they came from.

The white-faced little student asked the old man sitting opposite him respectfully, "Master, it is said that this blue water sword is the first sword in the world, but why did Liu Zhuang mainly hold such a martial arts competition and give up the first sword in the world to the winner of the martial arts competition?" ”

The old man stroked his beard and said, "After the death of the sword god Xue Liang, the heroes of all walks of life on the rivers and lakes have indeed suffered countless casualties in order to compete for this blue water sword, but no matter who grabs this sword, there is no way to pull the sword out of the sheath. ”

The old man took a sip of tea and continued, "Later, people from all walks of life in the rivers and lakes specially held a martial arts conference for this blue water sword, and agreed not to hurt the lives of martial arts people for this sword, only a martial arts competition will be held every three years, and the winner of the conference can take the sword, if he can draw the sword out of the sheath within three years, the sword will belong to him, if not, he will hold another martial arts conference as soon as the three-year period comes, and the sword will be handed over to others, and he will never be allowed to fight for the sword again." After this rule was set, it was widely respected by the heroes of the rivers and lakes, not only did everyone have the opportunity to snatch the world's first sword, but the most important thing was that no one would sacrifice for the sword. ”

The old man's right hand side is more elegant, and the person waved the fan silently, "Tomorrow's Bishui Villa must be a gathering of heroes, and masters from all walks of life gather, even if you can't get the blue water sword, it's good to appreciate the demeanor of the masters." ”

The iron-faced man sitting opposite him was dissatisfied, and said arrogantly, "Well, what a feeling, since you have gone, you are naturally going to the sword, and you can't ask us to run for nothing!" ”

The man who waved the fan said, "I don't think it's simple, the blue water sword is known as the first sword in the world, and the people who come to fight must be people with some real skills, although the martial arts of the senior brother are high, but don't underestimate the enemy!" ”

The iron-faced elder brother slapped the table hard, "Phew! How can you grow the morale of others to destroy your own prestige! No matter what, this blue water sword, we are determined to win! ”

The old man coughed, "Wu Chu, be quiet for a while!" ”

When the iron-faced man heard the old man say this, he immediately calmed down, nodded and admitted his mistake, "Yes, Master!" ”

Xiao Xiao listened to what they said, what is the world's number one sword, what is the sword god Xue Liang, it seems to be very profound, so he asked curiously, "Uncle Shi, what is the matter with the world's first sword they say!" ”

The old urchin took a sip of wine, came to his senses, and said with a smile, "Hehe, this is the first sword in the world, do you want to know the reason for it?" You ask me! ”