Chapter Seventy-Two: Goodbye Guyan

Since the people on Dajin's side dared to launch a brazen attack in Lin'an, they were fully prepared for success or failure. The ranks of dozens of people spread out, and in this huge city with a population of tens of millions, it was only a drop in the ocean.

After the previous Lin'an assassination, especially the dung dumping incident at the imperial gate, it is conceivable that the intelligence department of the Great Song Dynasty is having a hard time now.

Unexpectedly, before the dust settled, there was another brazen attack on the killing officer in the city.

Lin'an City is like a fried cat, and countless people with mysterious identities shuttle through the streets and alleys. A depressing atmosphere of mountain wind and rain.

But this has nothing to do with Wang Qing and them.

When the people from the forbidden army, six doors and other institutions arrived, they were all a little numb. Zhao Ruyu's identity is not something they can inquire about, so they can only wait until they meet the saint in person. Even they have to be careful to accompany the smiling face, for fear that if this saint's mouth is crooked, the scholar's murder will be even more intriguing.

The guards who had the intention to bully and bully Zhao Ruyu didn't expect it to be ironclad. The inner disciple of Kunlun is still a first-class disciple on the door wall, are you afraid? Even if you dare to be a little disrespectful, people will dare to deduct a hat for bullying you. Without Kunlun's move, Wudang will be able to destroy you.

In desperation, those city defense troops who ran away as soon as the war started were unlucky. became a source of information and a punching bag for the gang.

The group was escorted by the army and went to Zhao Ruyu's house, but there were no more accidents.

Although Zhao Ruyu's house has been gone for a while, it does not look dilapidated. The main reason is that although his official position has been demoted, the status of the emperor's relatives cannot be deprived. There are still many domestic servants in the house, and it is also paid by the imperial court.

Old man Lu was in the lobby, and after sending away waves of officials who came to visit, he finally ordered the door to be closed when it was dark, and he was tired from the journey and had to rest.

Wang Qing and the others followed Old Man Lu all the way to the inner house.

Of course, don't think about it, the inner house is deserted, and there are no wives and concubines. When Zhao Ruyu was demoted, he arranged for his family to return to the manor outside the city.

didn't go to the master bedroom, but came to an ordinary courtyard where the concubine should live.

In the eyes of everyone with great interest, Old Man Lu moved a mechanism. After an inaudible sound of the mechanism stirring, one wall moved back more than a meter, revealing a dark gap.

Soon, a faint candlelight shot out from the gap, followed by several mermaids.

The man who was guarded in the middle looked at the old man with interest.

"Haha, Old Man Lu, how do you feel about letting you get addicted to being an official?"

Old Man Lu waved his hand to lift the disguise, and said angrily.

"I was arrogant, there were groups of wives and concubines, and the house was full of gold and silver, and I didn't realize it. In addition to being cut against his will, who has loved who has loved who in the past, I have no next time. ”

The genuine Zhao Ruyu is worthy of being an old man in the officialdom, beckoning people from both sides to know each other, and soon mobilized the atmosphere of the scene, everyone talked and laughed, without the tension of life and death.

Zhao Ruyu's side is mainly NPC, and there is only one person who makes everyone very interested, Penglai Summer, the owner of the Turtle Yan Sword.

They are all players, and it is much easier to communicate, and there is also Zhuang Die, an acquaintance of both sides, who is introduced in the middle.

Wang Qing looked at the turtle Yan sword hanging from his waist in the summer with a complicated expression.

"What is the current state of Guyan?"

If someone else asks, it may be misunderstood as probing the details of the player's first famous longsword. But Summer knew Wang Qing's identity, knew that this was the player who witnessed the birth of Guiyan, and knew what he asked.

"The state is not very good, and the forced breakthrough of the squeezing potential has damaged her a lot. We in Penglai have a good way to warm up, but the current aura is really a problem. I'm trying to search for a treasure map, hoping to find something to help her recover through the dungeon. ”

Wang Qing nodded a little heavily.

"Add a friend, you're welcome if you need help. This sword has helped me a lot, and I am also responsible for her doing this. ”

The two added friends to each other, and for some reason, in a few simple words, both of them had the idea that this person could be friends. This may be the sympathy between swordsmen.

As a swordsman, different people have different understandings of the sword in the hand.

Most of all, the sword is used as a tool. There is nothing wrong with this, the weapon itself is a tool made by humans to make up for the lack of fangs and claws.

However, some people are too obsessed with the power of the blade, especially above the famous weapon, and the famous sword with the sword spirit will have all kinds of miracles. These people who blindly pursue power can easily get lost in power and become sword slaves.

Wang Qing's understanding of swords is a bit maverick, which is different from most players.

It may be that he learned the "Tibetan Feng Jue" very early and began to cultivate the long sword. He couldn't completely use the sword as a tool, after all, it was cultivated by his own strength and poured his heart and soul into it.

This is even more serious after getting the Shattered Star.

After the difficult collection of materials and the exhaustion of his strength again and again, Shattered Star is no longer just a sword, but more like a child raised by himself.

In particular, Shattered Star poured Wang Qing's sword intent and divine sense, and the kind of pleasure that was like an arm and finger to use was completely enjoyable. This is also the reason why the body of the broken star is far away, and Gu Yan is close in front of him, but Wang Qing is not moved at all. Even if Guiyan is not in the current miserable situation, but a complete famous weapon, Wang Qing will not be moved.

But under the love house and Wu, Wang Qing has a heartfelt love for swords, especially famous swords with sword spirit. It's not the kind of utilitarian love for divine weapons, but a wonderful psychology similar to loving cats and dogs.

The strength of the summer has regressed significantly compared to the time of the competition, which is especially noticeable at close range. This is very abnormal for the player, unless there are multiple deaths in a short period of time, and the injury is not possible at all.

And summer is not the feeling of regression in martial arts after death, but a kind of weakness that is revealed from the inside out. To put it mildly, it is a kind of regression of the level of life.

As soon as Wang Qing met, he felt that although the Turtle Yan Sword was still weak, it was much stronger. It's a bit of a relief from a near-death state to a state of severe illness that lingers.

Combined with the physical condition of the summer, you can imagine how much this person has paid for the turtle Yan Sword. For people who are good at swords, their character should also be good, and Wang Qing recognizes that friends are sometimes so willful.

A group of people chatted for a while, and Wang Qing saw that Zhao Ruyu, the old fox, had been talking about him left and right, and he didn't show any dry goods, so he didn't have the leisure to accompany the old fox politely. It is impossible to let his gang know the whole of the plan if he can mix it up to the level of being a product of the dynasty and his strict mouth.

immediately made a farewell, not only took away everyone in Kunlun, but even Zhuang Die, and took it away in the summer. This is Zhao Ruyu's official residence, surrounded by three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, protecting these court bigwigs. Especially in this delicate season, there is no need to worry about assassinations and the like. And isn't there still Old Man Lu?

Instead of staying here in the unknown, it is better to go back to your own nest. Anyway, the cook, the maid, and the daughter-in-law were sent in advance.

After everyone left, Zhao Ruyu retreated, and there were only two people in the house, he and Old Man Lu.

"O fool, these young men are not fuel-efficient lamps. You're kind of offending people like that. ”

Zhao Ruyu's face was cloudy in the candlelight.

"Son of Heaven, I'm still not sure if I can be trusted. I've seen a lot of money, but I've only seen such an upright life. I really don't dare to entrust such a big matter to these people. ”

Old Man Lu sighed slightly and did not persuade again. At their level, the fortitude of their minds cannot be turned around by mere persuasion.