No one moved, but no one relaxed, they were on guard and slowly approached Wang Quan.

Wang Quan reached out and took out the copy of "Congenital Yiqi" from his arms, and asked with a smile: "Are you here to take my life, or are you here to take this book?" ”

The men didn't speak, just looked at him coldly.

However, Wang Quan was still keenly aware that someone's gaze swept over the secret book in his hand without a trace, and his eyes were blazing.

It's going to be tough.

If you want to take his dog's life, it may be the person who is looking for the Star Picking Pavilion, or it may be someone else.

If you want to get cheats, there are even more people.

But looking at the other party like this, it's all fate and cheats.

"Hey, as soon as you have a good idea, you will hit the door."

Wang Quan sighed slightly, and then laughed out loud, "Ha! Inexplicable vendetta, this is the rivers and lakes I know! ”

With that, draw your sword and rush forward.

After a stick of incense, the wooden sword in Wang Quan's hand was pressed against the throat of a black-clothed masked man.

The sword was not handed forward.

Because the wooden sword is broken.

All he had left was the hilt of his sword.

It is worthy of the mass goods built by Longquan Town, but it is not durable.

I knew that I had ordered a high-carbon steel sword a few days in advance.

However, he didn't know that he would come to the martial arts world a few days in advance.

Damn, what is the blind date goal? Where the hell is it?

Wouldn't this make his blind date technique like a dragon-slaying technique, useless?

Throwing the broken sword aside, he picked up a long sword of the dead man in black and sheathed it, and tied it around his waist.

Then it's time to leave.

The hoarse voice of the last living man in black couldn't hide his panic, "You...... Don't kill me? ”

Wang Quan glanced at him and sneered, "Just started? Why is the business so unskilled, and there are killers who talk to the mission target? ”

The man said, "I'm not a killer. ”

Wang Quan raised his eyebrows, "What's the price of killing me?" I give double, you don't have to help me kill my employer, just tell me who it is. It's okay to add money. ”

The killer said in a deep voice: "No, we have a bottom line in the Dust Breaking Building, and it is impossible for me to tell you the identity of the employer." ”

"So it's not still a killer, but how do you killers charge? For example, how much money is charged for killing what level of people. Is it a one-time or a follow-up? ”

Wang Quan was quite curious, "For example, just like this, you came with more than a dozen brothers, and they were slaughtered by me like this, and then you have to send stronger people to the Broken Dust Building again, otherwise the reputation will be bad, isn't this appropriate?"

"But if you send a stronger master, the money for hiring you may be a loss, and besides, there are funeral expenses for the brothers, which is not appropriate, right?"

"That's why I said that your killer organization hasn't closed down yet, thanks to your landlord's rich foundation." Wang Quan patted his face, "Go back and tell you the landlord that this kind of business will not last long, and if you are interested, you can come to me to talk." ”

The killer was startled, "You...... You don't kill me? ”

"Take money to do things, and I have no grievances with you, will you seek revenge from me?"

The killer shook his head, "I've failed, I won't be sent to kill you again when I go back, but stronger killers will be sent in the building." ”

"Well, there's another problem." Wang Quan rubbed his chin, "For example, if you were all killed by me, how did you know the mission of the Broken Dust Building?" ”

The killer was silent.

Wang Quan nodded, "It seems that someone is recording nearby, so what I just said should have been passed on." ”

With that, he drew his iron sword and pierced the killer's eye socket, then threw away the iron sword and found a clean scabbard to tie around his waist.

Turning around, Wang Quan hummed "Not a Hero" and left in style.

............

The next evening.

Lin'an City, inside the city lord's mansion.

A middle-aged man who looks elegant and easy-going is talking to a strong man.

This middle-aged man was dressed in a moon-white Confucian shirt with a scarf on his head.

He is the city lord of Lin'an City, Wan Shu Jinglun Xue Wushu.

The strong man is the king of Lin'an garrison.

"Lao Wang, is there any trace of Wang Quan?"

Wang Erlei said in a deep voice: "City Lord, that Wang Quan went outside the city last night, but he did not enter the city, but went to Qiantang County to find a paper mill, and he has not come out yet. ”

"Paper mills? What did he do there? Xue Wushu frowned and pondered.

Wang Erlei asked cautiously: "City Lord, you are from Jinglun Academy, do you know where Wang Quan came from?" ”

Xue Wushu laughed at himself, "I'm just an outer disciple, and the nickname of 'Ten Thousand Books of Jinglun' is just that when I was in the academy, I was not talented enough to study hard, and my classmates used it to ridicule me."

"However, no one knows that Wang Quan's origin, and now he only knows that he can make a peerless fast sword, according to the academy's speculation, his realm should be the acquired Great Perfection or even the realm of the unity of heaven and man. Otherwise, it would be impossible to scare away the Star Picking Pavilion Master. ”

He rubbed his eyebrows and smiled bitterly, "Why are there so many new faces in martial arts recently?" ”

Wang Erlei was puzzled: "City Lord, could it be that there is still a proud son of heaven like Wang Quan?" ”

"The pride of the sky? If those people are the pride of the sky, then Wang Quan is just an ordinary young talent. ”

Xue Wushu sighed: "Buddhism Yuanchen, Daomen Li Yi'an, my Confucian ancestor Su Zicheng, and Suxin Shengzhai Holy Maiden Luo Xiao, Extraterritorial Demon Sect Ye Shuangqiu, they are the real pride of the sky."

"Wang Quan, at best, he is just as strong as the descendants of other major sects."

Having said that, the envy in his tone couldn't be hidden.

So what can it be, even if it is such Wang Quan, he is in the same realm as him.

But he is a disciple of Confucianism, and he is fifty-six years old this year.

Shaking his head, Xue Wushu said: "Put aside Wang Quan's matter for the time being, if he can come to Lin'an alive, don't stop it." It is rumored that everyone can cultivate to the innate realm of the exercises, at least everyone has a goal.

"By the way, I also learned about it from my classmates."

Xue Wushu's expression was serious, "That new face of martial arts, the white-haired girl who defeated my Confucian heir Su Zicheng with one move, also came to Lin'an." ”

Wang Erlei was stunned for a moment, and blurted out, "Could it be that the innate master under twenty that the city lord said?!" ”

"Yes, the congenital ...... who is under twenty years old" Xue Wushu raised his forehead and smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid that there is more than one congenital who comes, but fortunately, I have passed on the master's door, and the teacher promised to send someone to come, so you and I don't have to worry about it at that time." ”

Having said that, he still had a worried look on his face.

Now in addition to a few top forces in the world who are unmoved, the rest of the various forces, large and small, are ready to move, and even many people have already taken action.

What is the purpose of the Salt Gang's message?

"Innate Yiqi" ...... The legendary divine skill that allows people with mediocre qualifications to be able to cultivate to the innate level step by step, why should he be born at this time......

Wang Quan...... After he got the cheats, why didn't he flee far away, but swaggered to Lin'an City?

Xue Wushu has a feeling that the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings.

Wang Quan...... What school did you learn from? The forces behind you...... What exactly is the purpose? ”

............

"Wang Daxia, this has been printed in 1,000 copies overnight, do you see if it's ......?"

"Don't even dare to shout bitterness even if you don't have ninety-ninety-six?" Wang Quan leaned against the wall, smiling rather than smiling, "Boss, I said that I would add money in the future, why worry about this?" ”

As he spoke, he took out another handful of silver tickets from his bosom and handed them over.

In Qiantang Town, in the paper mill, the boss wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and trembled to take the silver ticket handed by Wang Quan.

"You get half of this thousand taels of silver, boss, and the rest half will be distributed to the craftsmen."

"The province of the province." The boss nodded busily.

Seeing that he still didn't know how to work, Wang Quan was bored and flipped through the cheats in his hand, and chuckled: "Boss, this kind of thing is done by craftsmen who go to the thatched house with pay, and you, the boss, will also be lazy?" ”

The boss looked outside the house, his face turned pale, and he ran back to the workshop to continue the rubbing work.

Wang Quan shrugged his shoulders and glanced out of the room as well.

Outside the house, corpses were all over the ground, and the corpses stretched from three zhang outside the door to ten zhang away.

Standing, more.

There are all kinds of people, and there are all kinds of weapons.

However, their eye expressions are relatively uniform.

Fear, greed, hatred.

But no one dared to cross the corpse.

Therefore, within three zhang, the dust is not clean.