"So you've already sent that letter?"

Under the oil lamp, Xue Ling looked at the case file in front of him and asked calmly.

The girl is busy.

Going out to see Guo Juxia a few days ago was a rare pastime for her recently.

But after the pastime, there is more work.

Xue Ling has gradually become familiar with the intensity of this work, and this meeting with Guo Juxia has indeed gained more than she imagined.

Now Xue Ling was even more skeptical - whether Qin actually knew what she wanted to do, and everything now was more of a different kind of connivance.

"Hmm." The girl on the opposite side was as white as snow, and even looked a little transparent under the oil lamp, Shang Jiu Ge supported his forehead with his hand, and looked at the diligent Queen Bee in front of him: "If everything goes well, Senior Brother is already on the way." ”

In fact, at this point, the two who met in the bathroom did not talk about Shang Li or Shang Jiuge.

But Xue Ling's thoughts eventually coincided with Fang Bei.

Because Shang is too far away, it is not appropriate to go to see him.

At least not that time.

The only way is to please.

And the only person in this world who is qualified to ask Shang to leave is Shang Jiuge alone.

……

……

Huo Ying looked at the unashamed farewell: "So you're so sure that Shang Jiu Ge will help you write this letter?" ”

"And even if you go to ask for business Jiuge now, isn't it a little too late?"

"If you ask now, of course it's a little late." Fang Bei smiled: "But it's okay, Shang Jiu Ge is by Xue Ling's side." ”

"I don't think that girl is going to be that spiritual." Huo Ying said softly.

"But she's really good at learning." Fang Bei said lightly: "I already told the world about my goal that day, and of course I told her. ”

"As long as she can put her mind in my shoes, she knows what she should be doing."

If you put your thinking in Fang Bei's perspective, if Fang Bei wants to challenge Shang Li, then you can probably only go all the way to Huashan to worship the mountain.

According to Fang Bei's previous analysis, Shang Li, in view of Ning Huan's favor, is likely to admit defeat on his own, that is, defeat without a fight.

Even if you take a step back, now Fang Bei and Shang are separated from one old six and one old seven, even if Shang Li is defeated without a fight, it will not have any impact.

The only variable was that Fang Beixi didn't want Shang Li to be defeated without a fight.

There is no doubt that Fang Bei does not want it.

Fang Bei came to the White Egret Academy and asked the sword Yu Bai Qian, hoping that this senior with the world's first swordsmanship could give himself some tips on the way of the sword.

Although it is said that because of Liu Pingye's sudden incident, in fact, the dialing has not been completed, but at least Fang Bei has finished watching a complete set of Chunjiang Flower Moon Sword.

Unlike Xie Changfeng, Fang Bei didn't really learn this set of unparalleled swordsmanship, but if he didn't learn it, it didn't mean that he didn't have a feeling.

Looking at a thousand swords and then recognizing the weapon, although Fang Bei's sword is practiced by himself, most of the products made behind closed doors are not useful.

While practicing his own sword, Fang Bie also watched countless battles and borrowed countless sword books, and all these memories he had seen could finally be integrated into Fang Bei's sword.

Let's be honest - if this sword can be used for sneak attacks, the success rate will definitely increase dramatically.

It's just that the embarrassment is that the opponent who can be defeated with one sword does not need a sneak attack, and the person who can block the next sword is too unlikely to sneak attack.

That's why Fang Bei will form the style of fighting that first relies on long-range firearms to gain an advantage, and then kills with a close blow - this is the artillery in the martial arts era to bombard the infantry charge.

It is also the invincible reed name swordsmanship in the world.

In short, if you want to defeat Qin now, you need more experience in communicating with top swordsmen.

And among these top swordsmen, Shang Li must be the indispensable one.

Compared with Bai Qian's behavior of condensing what he had learned all his life into a set of swordsmanship, Shang Li was almost the opposite.

The nickname of Shang Li is Shen Shang Clutch.

Sam Xing and Shang Xing will never see each other in the morning and evening, and once they are separated, they will be goodbye forever.

Shang Li's sword is the same, he integrates the essence of the sword into each of his swords, and he does it with his hands, it is a set of peerless swordsmanship, of course, if you want to exhaust the reason, that is, whether it is Shang Jiuge or Shang Li, both of them have been greatly influenced by Dugu Jiujian, and they advocate the realm of no tricks to win.

And Fang Bei's sword is just between having a move and not having a move.

Therefore, he really needs to be divorced.

Then it is not easy to go to Huashan, and it is best to leave the mountain by yourself.

If Xue Ling could grasp this, then the letter should be sent.

"Your angle?" Huo Ying repeated Fang Bei's words, and then smiled: "You always like to demand high standards from others." ”

"If you don't have high standards, a lot of things will be boring." Fang Bei said softly: "There are so many terrible people in this world, we have to do our best just to survive, if it is not for the high standard requirements, then many things that we want to accomplish will not be able to be completed at all." ”

"So you're just waiting for news right now?" Huo Ying asked, "If there is no news in the end, you will still go to Huashan?" ”

"I will choose to go to Shang Jiu Ge first." Fang Bei said seriously.

"When digging a tunnel, you can cut half the time at both ends."

……

……

At the foot of Huashan Mountain, a gray-clothed man wearing a hat slowly walked down the mountain road.

It is almost the middle of winter, located in the north, and the snow in Huashan this year is much heavier than in the past.

He walked through the snow at the end of his ankle, every step was as precise as a ruler, and the depth of the footprints he stepped on was almost the same.

It's just that these footprints are eventually covered by snowflakes.

He picked a snowy day to descend the mountain.

So in this world, no one knows the news of Shang Li's departure from Huashan for the time being.

It wasn't until the first white dove landed in front of him that he slowly stopped.

Being found by a white pigeon means being discovered by a beehive, and now being found by a hive is always a very unpleasant thing.

But on the other hand, the white dove of the hive also means the latest intelligence and information, which in addition to the information sent to important people, of course, also has some customized information.

Whatever the white dove in front of him was, he should pick it up and take a look.

So Shang Li sighed and bent down to pick up the white dove.

It's cold, and it's not going to feel good when you're forced to open.

"I'm sorry, I don't have anything to eat here, do you need me to give you a ride?" Shang Li looked at the white dove in his hand and said softly.

Although it was strange to say that it was strange to talk to an animal, as far as the white pigeon was concerned, it did get that Shang Li had no intention of feeding it.

It grunted softly.

If there is also an exchange of information between the pigeon world, then there is no doubt that the Huashan faction will be full of bad reviews.

Shang Li simply took the shivering white dove into his arms, and then continued to walk slowly in the snow, leaving a line of footprints of the same depth.

Shang Li walked on the main road, and it was really not fast to say fast, after all, it was walking.

But to put it slowly, in such a snowy weather, there are really not many people who can reach such a speed as Shangli.

Far away, I finally saw a provocative drinking trick in the wind and snow.

In such weather, it is really good to have wine to warm up your body.

However, even so, the speed of business separation has not accelerated.

Anyway, the restaurant is there, not far away, not close, and will definitely not leave.

"Guest officer, please inside, do you want to stay in the hotel? On this cold day, do you want a bowl of good burnt knives to warm up? "The second little boy of the restaurant is very enthusiastic.

Shang Li didn't say a word, and took out the cold and hungry pigeon from his arms.

"Guest officer, you still bring your own meat, you really have a heart." Saying this, the shopkeeper was about to take the pigeon: "Do you plan to braise or make pigeon soup?" To tell you the truth, our pigeon soup here is a must......"

Of course, Shang Li was not a devil like Shang Jiuge, he gently withdrew his hand: "Bring a little rice, I'll feed it." ”

"By the way, give me two pieces of cooking cakes and two catties of jerky." Saying this, Shang Li clicked and put a piece of broken silver on the table.

"Aren't you drinking, guest officer?" The shopkeeper said enthusiastically: "We have the best burning knives here, we guarantee that you can drink it in one gulp, it will burn directly in the stomach like a fire, in this winter, there is nothing more warm than this." ”

Shang Li waved his hand quietly, sat down at the table, and said no more.

The shopkeeper was bored, but the other party's shot was one or two pieces of silver, and it was so generous that he couldn't even scold the word poor ghost, so he could only pick up the broken silver and leave, and go to the back kitchen to report slowly.

And Shang Li's side, at this time, unfolded the mulberry paper sent by the carrier pigeon, which was not looked at, and his brows instantly wrinkled.

Guo Juxia went to Yingtianfu to face Qin.

Fang Bei appeared at the Egret Academy.

Liu Ping stabbed his mentor at night.

Bai Qian died suddenly, and before he died, he practiced the Chunjiang Flower Moon Sword for the last time.

This piece of news appeared briefly on this thin piece of mulberry paper, usually such a big news is very reluctant to come out once a year, but this year, just like being thrown into a cannon battle in the same pool of stagnant water, almost the entire rivers and lakes exploded in an instant.

Usually, which of the top ten on the Jianghu list is not a high authority, and it is simple, where is it like now, in less than a few days, two of the top ten on the Jianghu list have died, so that Ning Huan's death some time ago can be said to be just a prelude to this big curtain, and with the further deduction of the situation, there may be more explosive incidents reported.

Even he may be a victim of this turmoil.

"Qin." Shang Li couldn't help but whisper the name of the culprit in all this.

Almost turning the entire rivers and lakes upside down, what does this man want to do, for the hive or for the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance?

Or is he doing nothing, just to plague the rivers and lakes?

Probably only by meeting him can we have a real answer.

Shang Li lightly pressed the saber at his waist.

At this time, the shopkeeper walked out with a small bowl of husked rice: "Guest officer, your rice." ”

Shang Li nodded, the shopkeeper put the bowl on the table, Shang Li looked up and stopped him: "When will my meat and cakes be good?" ”

"Won't you sit down more than a guest?" The shopkeeper said in surprise: "There is such a heavy snow outside, and there is no one for another seventy or eighty miles along the road." ”

"I'm in a hurry." Shang Li said calmly while gently sprinkling the rice on the table with his hand.

"Why don't you bring some bars, you don't need money, it's such a cold day, how can you travel without alcohol." The shopkeeper said a little distressedly. "You don't look too young, if you really fall in the snow, what will your wife and children do?"

"I don't feel too old at the bottom." Shang Li said with a smile: "And this trip to the south is just to see my junior sister." ”

Shang Li is over fifty years old, but because he looks thin, he looks a little older, but compared to those older predecessors in the rivers and lakes, Shang Li can really be called a young generation.

After all, Bai Qian, who is seventy or eighty years old, Ning Huan, who is in his nineties, including the two eminent monks of Kongming and Kongwu, who are also over eighty years old, can be regarded as a real young man at this age.

"As for the wine, I'm sorry, I swore a heavy oath twenty years ago, and I haven't drunk a drop of alcohol since." Shang Li looked at the other party calmly: "So please don't force the old man to break his oath." ”

"I'm really sorry to bother you, officer." The shopkeeper made a continuous compensation: "You wait, I will bring you a bowl of hot tea right away to warm your body." ”

Saying this, the shopkeeper returned to the back kitchen, and the white pigeon on the table ate half of the rice, and then flapped its wings and flew into the distance, as if he had never had the slightest attachment to the people of the Huashan faction.

Outside the window, it was still snowing and the wind was cold.

Even if this restaurant is not very warm, compared with the outside, as long as it is sheltered from the wind and snow, it has a warm feeling like spring.

"Your tea." The shopkeeper walked out and put the steaming tea in front of Shang Li. "It's just some coarse large-leaf tea, please bear with me"

"You're the only one in this shop?" Shang Li said, holding the tea close to his lips and taking a sip.

"The guest officer laughed, how can such a big restaurant be only in the next person?" The shopkeeper said with a smile on his face.

"Since you're not the only one, then call them all." Shang Li said calmly.

He turned the tea bowl upside down, only to see that it was empty: "I've already finished drinking the tea, so if you have anything you want to say, you can say it." ”

The shopkeeper lowered his head.

"How do you see that?"

"If you know that tea is poisonous, then how can you actually drink it?"

"I'm a soft-hearted person, and if someone repeatedly persuades me to drink something, even if I don't want to drink, I will still be reluctant to refute other people's face in the end." Shang Li said slowly.

"What's more, I'm really a little cold, and after such a long journey, I need a little hot tea to warm up."

Saying this, Shang Li smacked his lips: "It's Mengluo, I haven't tasted it for a long time." ”

"You're all from Luo?"