Emperor Chu at the end of August.

There is still a bright moon in the sky above Leizhou City, this big city that accommodates tens of thousands of barbarians, every time the night comes, there are very few people on the street.

The city lord Chu Zixuan promised to help Moka find the groom, and now he has already acted, and the mysterious man wearing a pitch-black mask behind the big barrier that day is holding a chivalrous sword, standing at the highest point of Leizhou City, searching for everyone in the dark with his eagle eye, and like an eagle waiting for his prey.

The pitch-black night robe covered his standing body, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes and an iron sword with a black scabbard, but a red silk hanging from the hilt.

The man waited, his eyes shining.

Under the feet of the highest building, Chunting Tower, one of the favorite restaurants of the four tumors in Leizhou, is also the most frequently visited.

There was also a reason why the man agreed to Moka's request the day before yesterday, and the khanate's entourage did not abandon their master from travel to death.

Two days ago.

"Inside and outside the city, five hundred people have been dispatched, and the horsemen are like evaporating from the world." Another spy who clenched his fists and pointed to the ground on one knee continued: "Maybe he has left Leizhou City." ”

Chu Zixuan, as before, received a report from the spies, but the news was fruitless, and he suddenly became angry, and slapped the low case, as if he was about to crack the table alive. The spy was also shocked, almost out of breath in the face of the majestic pressure, trembling and not daring to raise his head.

"Is it so hard to find someone?" Chu Zixuan's eyebrows tightened, and he said angrily. At this time, he vaguely felt the pain coming from his palm, raised his hand and pointed at the spy and said, "The old man is raising a group of useless people!" Or I'm useless, picked a group of useless people! ”

There was silence in the hall, and perhaps a few servants were tired of standing and moving their limbs, making subtle sounds of bone flexion and stretching, but only the servants themselves could hear it.

"Your Excellency!" The man behind the barrier spoke, his voice still cold, holding the iron sword with the black scabbard and saying, "Did we ignore something? ”

Chu Zixuan was stunned, if you want to say that Chu Zi's mansion is a mysterious man, it is damn reliable. He adjusted his breath, put back the attitude that a master should have, twisted his body and asked in surprise: "Oh......, how do you interpret this?" ”

"My lord doesn't know, the prince of the Khanate has a noble status, and now he is single, except for the groom, he hardly takes anyone with him." The man's smart eyes flashed, then he thought for a moment and said, "Unless ......"

The mysterious man didn't continue, and by this time, he was so weak that he seemed to think of something shocking, and then muttered in a low voice, "I think too much." ”

Because the mysterious man's voice behind him was too thin, Chu Zixuan didn't hear it clearly, and directly asked with a confused and excited face: "Unless what!" ”

The two spy leaders raised their heads like a spring breeze and looked at the mysterious man.

"My lord, if I were a groom, where would I be?" The mysterious man smiled lewdly, and continued, "The more dangerous the place, the safer, he ...... is also hiding in Leizhou City. ”

"Djinn, you have a point." Chu Zixuan sighed, pointed to the two spies who knelt down in front of the case and said, "But look at them, even if they turn over Leizhou City, they can't find anyone." ”

The two spies thought for a moment, the djinn, the name of the mysterious man? For a long time, the mysterious man behind the scenes has always seen people in his shadow, and he can't see his face when he sees his figure.

"They're just looking for it brainlessly." The mysterious man shook the iron sword and said, "My lord, please see, the double-edged sheath is a sword, the blade does not leave the sheath, and the sheath does not leave the blade." ”

The two spies looked at the man suspiciously, fiddling for a while, and then thought of the brainless sentence he said, and scolded in their hearts, "Xingxing, who are you talking about!" I'm just a trickster. But he did not dare to say it. They couldn't understand that sentence that the blade is not separated from the sheath and the sheath is not separated from the blade, so how dare they refute it.

"The Son of Heaven and the Minister!" Chu Zixuan suddenly said excitedly.

The spy was very sensitive to Chu Zixuan's excited words, and the story of the Son of Heaven and his ministers had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, telling the story of the Son of Heaven and a loyal minister. Emperor Feng's War Record: Chao Tianzi set out to conquer Xitang, there was a great shortage of food, and the meat was even poorer, and finally the loyal general cut off his leg meat and cooked soup for Chao Tianzi to eat, and the Son of Heaven was able to not die. After that, the Son of Heaven ascended the throne and made the soldiers his ministers to remember his loyalty.

The Son of Heaven and the ministers in Chu Zixuan's mouth should mean not abandoning.

The mysterious man nodded.

Chu Zixuan nodded in agreement from the giant spirit, touched the beard on his chin and thought for a moment, and asked the two spies who were still in shock: "Have there been people around the disciples of the academy?" ”

"Back to my lord, I have never lined up people."

"Why are you still kneeling, hurry up!" Chu Zixuan scolded, so frightened that the two of them pulled out in a hurry, and responded in unison.

But just as the two of them got up and were about to retreat, the mysterious man shouted, "Wait. The two knelt back in place, and the man bowed to Chu Zixuan with his sword, and said, "My lord, leave the rest to your subordinates!" ”

"Hmm." Chu Zixuan agreed without thinking about it, which can be described as his trust in him......

At this moment, the man pointed to the two spies in an orderly manner and ordered: "You, go and recruit all the spies in the city, and you go and recruit those outside the city, at any time." ”

The two spies shouted "tie" in unison and retreated.

The mysterious man stood beside Chu Zixuan like a strategist in the army, waiting for the results of the battle.

At this time, Chu Zixuan should have thought that the man knew the horseman's hiding place, so he smiled with satisfaction and said, "Giant Spirit, the old man has you, it is better than having an ironclad army." ”

At this time, the man still had that heavy expression, turned his eyes to Chu Zixuan, walked to Chu Zixuan's side, bowed his head and whispered.

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It's been the third day, and the whisper of that day clearly refers to, "Invite the disciples of the academy to gather in Chuntinglou, and by the way, call the eighteenth prince of Shangnanhai, Miyata, who is now a proton in Leizhou City." ”

Chu Zixuan had already entered the pavilion before it was dark and asked for a street platform, because in this position, he could just see the city's citizens walking under the street, and it was also convenient for the giant spirit to watch.

The big archway of the Spring Pavilion Building, Moka first came generously, and when he got to the door, he became sneaky and slipped in.

Miyata also came, with two guards behind him, the inseparable Lao Wang and Zhu Ge. The three sneaked in.

The mysterious man on the eaves saw this throughout.

The arrangement of the djinn is intended for late autumn.

On the side of the tavern on the third floor of the tavern, Chu Zixuan ushered in the academy disciple Moka in front of him, An Li said, you must first tidy up and dress up when you go out, and she is full of spirits, but Moka is as timid as a fugitive.

Chu Zixuan was the first to open the fragrant wine, and took a few sips with a bit of melancholy, he thought that it would be difficult to invite a disciple of the academy, and he might not even come. At present, it seems that he is still here, and Chu Zixuan suddenly smiled.

"Come on, come on, please take a seat," Chu Zixuan beckoned.

Moka and Chu Zixuan sat looking at each other, fiddling with fragrant wine and wine and food in front of them.

"The City Lord of Chu is polite," Moka responded.

Chunting Tower, the favorite place of the four tumors in Leizhou City, owes money and debts that have not been paid so far, so Moka has to be careful, in case he meets the boss lady, he can't leave if he wants to. But it is difficult for a barbarian to resist the temptation of fine wine, even if he crosses the knife mountain, he has to go.

"City Lord Chu, what is the matter with looking for students." Moka took a sip of sweet wine, put down his glass and said, "Could it be that the groom is already over?" ”

At this time, Chu Zixuan smiled, also took a sip of sweet wine, and said, "Don't worry, the prince hasn't arrived yet." ”

Chu Zixuan smiled unusually much, Moka always felt that he had another arrangement, or was it not just the two of us tonight.

As Moka expected, Miyata and the others cowered and pushed the door in, they were not shocked when they saw Chu Zixuan, but after seeing Moka, they thought they had seen a ghost.

"Moka!" Miyata shouted, and Zhu Ge and Lao Wang's timid movements instantly turned into resoluteness.

Moka was also taken aback.

"Moka, why are you here?" Jugo asked, leaning closer to Moka's side.

Moka was wondering why they were here, but now he was being interrogated.

"The City Lord of Chu has something to discuss with me." Moka casually found a reason.

Chu Zixuan laughed and said, "It's all together." ”

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Dusk had receded, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, but the man on the tall building still had a sharp gaze.

The sound of hemp leather boots stepping on the tiles came from the roof of the side building of the Chunting Tower, and the mysterious man instantly turned his head and shouted softly: "Who's there!" ”

The mysterious man never thought that although he could observe the surrounding movements with his eyes now, he could never hear Chu Zixuan's words. If you want to hear it, you have to go to the side building to open the tile and peep.

A pale black figure appeared on the roof of the side building, probably the mysterious man's shout alarmed the shadow, and he saw a figure fleeing quickly.

The mysterious man followed, and a figure, a mysterious man whose face he couldn't see clearly, was running over the eaves.

The mysterious man became more and more surprised and thought, "This person's light skills are definitely above me." ”

Gradually, the peep revealed, but his head was hidden by a black velvet hat, and only half of his chin was visible.

The chin was somewhat similar to the obscenity described by the academy disciple Moka.

The mysterious man took the lead and intercepted the Looker's path. He drew his iron sword, and the scabbard was quickly inserted into the tile at an angle.

Seeing that something was wrong, the seeker stopped his steps like a horse. The blinding cold light struck straight at the chest, and the scorner jumped back and dodged the fatal blow, but the heart was in a frenzy.

The Blind Man lifted up the big black cloak, pulled out the heavy knife hanging behind his waist, clenched his hands, and aimed the blade at the mysterious man, like the last stubbornness of an outlaw.

The three rings on the back of the knife collided with each other and made a clear "clang" sound, and the man holding the sword sounded familiar, and his pupils dilated.

The mysterious man held the sword in one hand, the tip of the sword pointed at the tile, and his gaze was fixed for a long time.

"You're the groom?" The mysterious man was the first to ask, he was already in a mess, his opponent had a heavy knife on his waist, and he could still walk like a fly with light skills, so he was afraid that he was a strong opponent.

The man holding the knife had a gloomy face, as if he was thinking about something.

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Chu Zixuan laughed wildly and said, "Shizi, you said that your imperial uncle is not a cat, why is his curiosity so strange." ”

Five people, four academy disciples, and a high-ranking city lord suddenly drank a lot, and they were already talking nonsense about the scandal of the South China Sea royal family.

The eighteenth prince of the South China Sea, the youngest son of the king of the South China Sea Gu Longhuan, Chu Zixuan called him the youngest son, and the homonym of the Cantonese region is "Shizi".

"City Lord, don't you know, when I was a little hairy child, the old man of the imperial uncle always liked to tell the story of the old thief." Miyata was drunk and continued: "As a result, my eighteen brothers got tired of hearing it, so they went to play tricks on him, dug a pit to bury him, charmed the maid, stripped her naked, and threw her on his bed. ”

Miyata burped again, his face was slightly red, his eyes were holding on with difficulty, and he added: "As a result, the imperial mother quarreled with him for a night." ”

Chu Zixuan's chest rose and fell and he opened his mouth to laugh wildly, and Lao Wang opened his mouth to take a sip of wine and meat, and tasted it carefully. Zhu Ge didn't know what it meant to be embarrassed to be thrown home, but when he saw Miyata now, he understood, so he swallowed a sip of sweet wine and buried his head in silence.

The three of them swayed with their drunken heads on their heads.

What Miyata said to Chu Zixuan when he was awake this time, Moka hadn't heard him mention it before, even after drinking. Moka was also dipped in wine, and the Moutai in Chuntinglou could not stand up with three cups, but after drinking it often, it was found that three cups became three cans.

From the moment he entered the door, Chu Zixuan didn't plan to discuss the matter of the groom with Moka, but was talking and laughing with the prince of the South China Sea Huanwang from his throat. (Maybe Chu Zixuan is just supporting the secret of the Southern Ancient Dragon Clan-Gu Long)

In the middle, it was also learned that Miyata was the son of the King of the Ring, a descendant of the ancient dragon, named the ancient dragon Miyata. Looking at the black and white-haired ghost of the Zhuge people's small face, he is the tribute of the Funanxi white-headed clan to the ancient dragon bad king, according to legend, the Funanxi white-headed people are very few, symbolizing the son of Medusa, luck and courage, but Moka can't see courage and luck.

At this time, Miyata was still sober and laughing wildly with Chu Zixuan, and the information in his head just now came in, which made Moka's head a little painful, so he went out for a walk.

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During this period, Moka found the mysterious man in the mask of Chuzi's mansion from the street pavilion of the Chunting Tower, who was standing on the side floor chasing a man in a black cloak. Moka felt déjà vu and muttered, "It's him!" ”

Two mysterious men flew around on the roam, and Moka, who was unfamiliar with light skills, followed closely through the street until the two of them stopped holding their blades against each other.

The man with the sword was the first to ask if he was a groom, and the other man seemed to be deaf and couldn't hear at all, and he didn't make any extra movements, just staring at the man with the sword.

After a few moments, the man with the sword asked again: "I will ask you again if you are a groom, otherwise, the listener...... There is no mercy for killing. ”

The masked man's hand clenched the sword again, and a chill slid down the blade. The knife-wielding man raised his head slightly, still silent.

The three iron rings on the three-ring heavy knife of the man holding the knife are particularly eye-catching, and the handle of the blade accounts for half of each, and the three iron rings on the back of the knife completely increase the weight of the blade, causing the rear force to be unsmooth. Usually a knife is often made into a three-bladed structure, and if it is like a knife like the man holding the knife, it will make the body unbalanced and greatly reduce the speed of the knife, anyway, Moka thinks so at this time.

There is also a saying for this kind of heavy knife, that is, the strong.

The man with the knife held the knife in his backhand, his body was slightly tilted, and the blade was pointing straight at the sky, and he was ready to receive the move.

The masked man stepped forward instantly, the tip of his sword piercing. The man holding the knife was stunned, he felt that the sharp energy emitted by the tip of the sword was rapidly approaching his head, so he raised the knife superiorly, and the friction between the blades made a piercing sound in an instant.

The man with the knife tilted his head slightly, dodging the first stab, but soon another sword was sealed.

Moka was watching dumbfounded at this moment and exclaimed, "What a speed. ”

I don't know whether the idea is biased towards the heavy knife man or the masked swordsman with terrifying speed, one sword is as fast as a flash, and the other is safe and naturally dodge. The man holding the knife blindly dodged, and there was no chance of returning the phone, or that he was waiting for the opportunity.

Suddenly, the man holding the knife swept the heavy knife like a ready-to-shoot, and the masked man was startled, and hurriedly raised his sword and took a step back.

The two stopped.

Moka witnessed the masked man's sideburns being cut into two sections, and the heavy man's three-ring iron blade clearly did not touch the masked man's sword whiskers. But how terrible the knife was, the djinn was completely in it, and the end of the blade suddenly became an extra section, and a hole was made under the placket of the robe.

The masked man didn't lose, and in less than an instant, the hat of the man with the heavy knife was torn apart and fell off one after another. The man with the heavy knife was not much shocked by this, but his own sweep made the other party dodge.

As the hat fell, the man revealed flowing white hair, which also covered his face. But it's not like the gray hair of the elderly, it's like the eyes, mouth and nose that you were born with.

"Gray hair? It seems to be with Zhugo. Moka muttered to himself.

"Three-ring heavy knife, dare to ask Your Excellency, but it is an old thief in the South China Sea who slaughtered Qianfu." The masked man's clear questioning voice came from above the high tile.

The masked man let his guard down, and then the heavily knifed man loosened his grip on the hilt.

"Old thief of the South China Sea, isn't this the story character that the palace boss said scared children?" Moka thought for a moment and didn't think further, and continued to listen secretly.

The man with the heavy sword spat out a solemn voice and said, "You djinn clan are a little nosy! ”

"You know me," the djinn said with a blank face, "It seems that the Bald Heads are not simple. Then a flattering smirk flashed across his face.

The two were silent for a moment, and the white-haired man smiled, and he said, "Many years ago, I personally cut off the head of a djinn, but he kept begging me for mercy before he died. ”

The white-haired man laughed arrogantly, and the masked man's djinn face condensed with strict lines. The djinn wasn't sure how powerful the legendary old thief of the South Seas was, but at least the reason he was still standing here was because the white-haired thief hadn't wanted to kill him yet.

There is one thing that is not so sure, that is, the giant spirit that the white-haired old thief said, the sect leader of the giant spirit group who was hacked and killed many years ago, and the deaconist beside the king of the South China Sea Kuangfu Zhengye Huan.

The white-haired man smiled and said nothing, but suddenly stopped. Like a little mercy for a killer before he makes a final move. The white thief held the three-ring heavy knife with one hand, bowed his legs slightly, suddenly jumped up, changed to a two-handed knife in mid-air, and slashed with strength.

The djinn was stunned, and the sword intent in his hand trembled.

Moka was watching in a daze, and before he knew it, a large, invisible hand was holding its mouth.