Guo Songling and Lin Quan have disappeared since then, and the three heroes of Jiangnan, who are prestigious, suddenly have no news.

Time passes, the years wash away, and the new juniors rarely hear about the demeanor of the three heroes back then. But for the martial arts heroes who experienced that period of boiling blood, the names of the three heroes were precipitated in the bottom of their hearts and became irreplaceable rain and dew.

Every time I miss the three heroes, I can't help but feel the blood in my heart.

And when he heard that the hero Guo Songling was hanging outside the east gate and exposed to the scorching sun, he once worshiped and turned into irrepressible anger.

Idols are sacred, sacred and not to be desecrated.

The east gate of Shanghai, outside the city gate.

The Changling guard was guarding the gate of the city, and the pedestrians and merchants who came and went saw this posture, and they stopped and turned to the south gate to enter the city. The east gate, which was originally full of traffic, is now like a dead city in the ghost domain.

On Changlingwei's left hand, a stack of corpses was discarded at random.

They were dressed in different ways and had all kinds of faces. No one knows their names, no one knows who they are, but they know where they are.

Rivers and lakes!

The straight official road continues deep into the endless distance.

Suddenly, a drunken drunk staggered to the end of the official road. Every step is like dancing on the rough sea, and every step makes people worry about whether he can take the next step.

The drunken man held a large basin-sized jar in his hand, and with each step, there was a crisp swaying sound in the jar. His chest was wide open, and he carried a nine-ring knife behind his back.

Looking at the comer, Changling Wei's eyes burst out with murderous intent. The two Changling guards slowly stepped out, guarding the way of the drunk.

"Who?"

"Drunk!" the drunkard paused and gently lowered the jar. Slowly prop up your body. In an instant, a body of momentum surged, and the surging internal force surged out, and the drunkenness on his face disappeared in an instant.

"What are you going to do?"

"Collect the body!"

The corners of Qinghe's mouth slightly hooked up a faint smile, and slowly stretched out his jade finger like a green onion to point to the pile of corpses beside him, "They also came to collect the corpses, but now, no one has come to collect the corpses for them." Do you want to be a corpse here?"

"Hehehe......" Shen Zui smiled, and slowly untied the nine-ring broadsword behind him, the blade trembled, making a crisp sound.

"My life was given by Guo Daxia, and it is the only thing I can do to collect Guo Daxia's body...... I'm going to collect the body!"

"Boom-" A thunderstorm rose from the ground, and the smoke swept away, obscuring the sky and the sun.

A white cloud drifted by, obscuring the scorching sun.

Outside the east gate, the clanging sound of the exchange of fire sounded as fierce as a series of artillery battles.

The wind ceased, and the dust fell.

The two Changling guards put away their guns and turned around, coldly returning to their previous positions. From beginning to end, there was no change in their faces, no expressions.

They are just a bunch of ice and snow sculptors, and they never understand what emotions are.

Shen's drunken knife shattered, and Wei'an's body trembled. With cloudy eyes, he looked at Guo Songling hanging above the city gate from afar, and two lines of tears slowly flowed.

"Guo Daxia—"

"Plop—"

Shen Zui let out a final cry, and his burly body could no longer support it.

"Drag it down!" Qinghe Ying frowned slightly and shouted coldly.

Just threw the drunken corpse into the corpse pile, and at the end of the official road, a middle-aged scholar walked slowly.

The scholar is dressed in Confucian clothes, with a long sword at his waist and hips, and every step is so elegant and free.

The scholar slowly came to the place where he was drunk and died before, raised his head slightly, and looked at Guo Songling on the city wall in the scorching sun.

"Who are you?"

"He Ruoshu!"

"Scholar's Death Sword? Are you here too?

"Yes!"

"Why are you here to die one by one? We've killed too much and don't want to kill any more. ”

"You won't understand what Guo Songling's three words mean in the hearts of my generation. Either let me take Guo Daxia's body, or leave my body on the road with Guo Daxia. ”

"You are the top swordsman in Shanghai, I will personally send you on your way!"

Ningguo Marquis's Mansion, in the back garden of Princess Changling. Princess Changling's fingers flicked rapidly, and the pure gold abacus in her hand made a crisp tapping sound.

Lingzhu stepped on the lotus step and slowly stepped into the backyard arch, "Mother!"

"Lingzhu, I can't count the latest account, you check it for me, who dares to make a fuss about the business of this palace?"

"Yes!"

"By the way, what's the situation at the East Gate?"

"Seventy-three martial arts people have come to collect the corpses, but they were all killed by the sword of Sister Qinghe. ”

"Hmph, a group of 'chaotic' ministers and thieves, it's not a pity to die. What's going on over there in Tianquan Villa?"

"Mother, my daughter is here to report this matter, early this morning, Tianquan Villa sent eighteen people to the northwest and south, the whereabouts are unknown, but my daughter estimates that they will make a big move. Mother, do you want to send more people?"

"Hmph, I already knew that they couldn't help it, no need, Bengong was waiting for them to make a move. As long as they dare to move, Bengong will have the rhetoric to pull out this thorn in the flesh in one fell swoop. ”

"But...... If they make any moves, they will definitely be shocked, and then Sister Qinghe's side will ...... I'm afraid I won't be able to cope with it. ”

"It's okay!" Princess Changling's cold voice sounded, and she slowly raised her head, "What's the matter?

"Mother, Sister Qinghe has been with her mother for 20 years, and she has always been loyal......"

"Lingzhu, you need to remember that Qinghe, Bai Xu, and Miao Le are just our servants, and their life and death, joy and anger, and fate are all in our thoughts. Touching the truth to our subordinates is a sign of our immaturity.

Qinghe's death, if it can be exchanged for the opportunity for me to 'swing' the martial arts in Shanghai in one fell swoop, even if she dies a hundred times, it will be her glory. ”

"Yes, my daughter understands. ”

"Go down, pass the order, let the major treasurers rush to the Shanghai Mansion within seven days, and the palace will give a lecture. ”

The rivers and lakes martial arts, suddenly surging. Even Lu Sheng, who stayed at the Tianshui Inn, felt the aura of murder in the air.

Pushing open the window, all kinds of people appeared on the street below. Although they pretended to be street vendors, Lu Sheng could still tell at a glance that their eyes never left their inn.

"I'm being targeted?" Lu Sheng asked lightly.

"It's not you they're targeting!" A voice suddenly sounded, the door was opened, and Shen Ling walked into the room with a sinister face and sat down in front of Lu Sheng. Grab a glass of water and drink it up.

"What happened to make you so annoyed?"

Outside the east gate, Princess Changling hung Guo Songling's body at the gate of the city. Up to now, seventy-five heroes have died at the hands of Changlingwei.

The martial arts in Shanghai are surging, and within three days, heroes from all walks of life will gather, and next, it is the head-on confrontation between Princess Changling and Jianghu martial arts.

Over the years, we have refrained from conflicts with the rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes have always tried not to touch the bottom line of the imperial court. Once there is a conflict in Shanghai, the imperial court will be very passive.

When the time comes, the whole body will be moved, and the entire nineteen states may start with this, and the contradictions between the Jianghu martial arts and the imperial court will be stimulated. Dayu's hundred years of peace will cause trouble in the rivers and lakes. ”

Looking at Shen Ling's face of worrying about the country and the people, the corners of Lu Sheng's mouth twitched slightly. Perhaps seeing the ridicule in Lu Sheng's eyes, Shen Ling's face was full of righteousness and awe, and he gradually couldn't hold back.

"Yuzhu, why don't you look impressed?"

"Keep making it up!"

"Make up what?"

"Can you go a little further? You said that it would lead to a conflict between the martial arts of the Shanghai Mansion and the princess of Changling, I believe it, why did you pull the entire rivers and lakes and the imperial court? and cause a great 'chaos' in the world? What do you want me to do?"

"Go help collect the body!"

"How did I offend you?" Lu Sheng almost knocked over the teacup in his hand, "You just said that so far seventy-five people have gone to collect corpses, and those seventy-five have all become corpses." You want me to go? Do you want me to be the seventy-sixth?"

"You're different, you're not from the rivers and lakes. Moreover, you are Qincha, Changlingwei will not dare to touch a hair of you no matter how bold he is. ”

"Even if you want to collect the corpse, there must be a reason, right? Besides, who is Guo Songling? What does it have to do with you, what does it have to do with me?"

"Above the East China Sea, a group of pirates has appeared. They come and go without a trace, mysteriously. My father was ordered to investigate, so he sent nine Ouchi agents. ”

"Isn't it seven?" Lu Sheng was slightly stunned and blurted out a question.

"Seven have been confirmed dead, so everyone knows seven. Ouchi's secret agent does not "dew" in life, and does not leave a corpse in death. Guo Songling is the eighth secret agent.

Seven secret agents, the cause of death is a "mystery", and the pirate is still nowhere to be found. originally thought that Guo Songling could bring back useful information, but he didn't want to mix with the fisherman clan, and assassinated Princess Changling together.

Now that he was killed by the Changling Guard, the corpse is hanging at the city gate, you can take the corpse back for me and give him a decent burial. ”

"Guo Songling is the eighth, what about the ninth?"

"His whereabouts are unknown. And I suspect that both he and Guo Songling are defectors. Otherwise, there was no reason why all seven were dead, but he survived. ”

"Then you're going to collect his body?"

"Whether he defected or not is just my guess, he's dead, and that's all that can be said for it. Moreover, if no one collects the corpse, the conflict in Shanghai is definitely not small, and such a situation is not what I want to see. ”

"Why don't you go yourself?"

"It's not time to completely turn the other cheek with Princess Changling. ”

Lu Sheng's face was full of unhappiness, although he knew that Guo Songling's status in Shanghai Mansion and even the entire Jiangnan Province was very lofty, but he didn't feel the slightest feeling in Lu Sheng's heart. However, Shen Ling begged himself so much, and Lu Sheng was not very easy to refuse.

"I said, Brother Qingshan, what is the deep hatred between Princess Changling and Guo Songling? Guo Songling will not hesitate to risk death to assassinate Princess Changling. As for Princess Changling, she didn't even let go of Guo Songling's death. ”

"This started eight years ago!" Shen Ling said with a leisurely look in his eyes.

"Click-"

"Where did the melon seeds come from?"

"Say yours, don't interrupt. ”

"Princess Changling originally had a son named Xie Xuan. ”

"I've heard of it, it seems that I gave birth half a year after marrying Xie Tianci. By the way, after that, the Marquis of Ning Guo's Mansion did not hear that there was a son. ”

"Xie Xuan is dead! died at the hands of the Three Heroes of Jiangnan. ”