"Brother Li, this person is very eccentric, you will be better than him in the future." Zhang Yuan took a sip of tea lightly and looked at Li Si.

Seeing Zhang Yuan say this, Li Si nodded slightly, and then asked a little strangely: "When that person asked you, why didn't you agree?" ”

When a normal person saw the promise of the young man in black, he must have been busy agreeing, and he couldn't understand why Zhang Yuan would refuse, after all, it could be regarded as a fortune.

Hearing Li Si's inquiry, Zhang Yuan shook his head: "He promised me these things, but he values you, even if I go, I will make up the number, where can I get reused." ”

Li Si laughed when he saw Zhang Yuan say this, in fact, people like Zhang Yuan who can see through it don't know how many. But how many people can really let go?

Thinking of this, he felt a little appreciation for this Zhang Yuan.

And at this time, the servant who brought them in before came over, bowed and said, "Two sons, I have prepared a room for you, please come with me." ”

"Okay, you lead the way." Li Si smiled, and followed in the footsteps of the servant with Zhang Yuan.

And when Li Si and the others were taken to the wing, in the mansion in another corner of Zetian Mansion, a middle-aged man with a long beard walked into the courtyard of his house.

"You're here." A voice suddenly came into the ears of the middle-aged man, startling him.

"Who!" The middle-aged man looked at the place where the voice came from, but saw a man in black sitting in his pavilion with a hat.

Seeing the man in black, he frowned slightly, and before this person made a sound, he almost found out, as if this person didn't exist at all.

"What a clever hiding technique, I don't know what your Excellency is doing to find Mo?" The middle-aged man arched his hand towards the man in black and asked politely.

"Juggernaut? Mo Qiubai? The man in black looked at the middle-aged man.

"Yes, that's right." The middle-aged man frowned slightly, this person made him feel very uncomfortable when he spoke, as if he didn't take him in his eyes at all.

"Huh, Juggernaut." The man in black suddenly sneered, as if something ridiculous had happened.

Hearing the voice of the black clothes sneering, Mo Qiubai was a little annoyed, his face turned cold, he was so polite to this person, he even dared to laugh at himself, it seemed that the person who came was not good.

Seeing Mo Qiubai's annoyed appearance, the man in black smiled: "I listened to my son-in-law's orders and came to break your hands." If you know each other, cut off your hands, so that I don't have to do it myself, after all, I can't control the strength. ”

"No, I think it's better for Your Excellency to pick it up yourself." Mo Qiubai's face had become cold, and a long sword had already been unsheathed.

"I really don't know what's wrong." The man in black sighed, got up and walked towards Mo Qiubai.

Seeing the man in black coming over, Mo Qiubai's eyes narrowed slightly, the long sword in his hand suddenly folded, and the sunlight reflected along the sword body into the eyes of the man in black.

Blinded by the light, the man in black turned his head slightly, avoiding the light.

"Be careful!"

And at this time, Mo Qiubai shouted, and the long sword turned into a clear shadow and stabbed at the chest of the man in black.

When the man in black heard the voice, he was startled and turned his body sideways, and the long sword immediately left a hole in the clothes in front of him.

Seeing the opening of the clothes on his chest, he was a little afraid, if it weren't for this Mo Qiubai shouting like a fool, he would have capsized in the gutter.

Thinking of this, the man in black showed an angry look on his face, grabbed the long sword in his hand, and kicked Mo Qiubai in the stomach fiercely.

Mo Qiubai was kicked in the stomach, flew out upside down, fell to the ground, and vomited a mouthful of blood, his eyes revealed an unbelievable look, he didn't expect that he had played a trick and sneak attack, this person could still hide.

At the same time, he also regretted a little in his heart, he shouldn't have shouted to show his decency at that time, otherwise this person would have died.

"You're a bit of a talent." The man in black sneered and threw the long sword aside.

At this time, you can see that his hands are shining, and he is wearing a pair of metal wire woven into gloves.

Mo Qiubai stood up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the man in black: "I don't know how I provoked your son-in-law to let such a master come to me for trouble." ”

Saying this, his expression suddenly paused, and he asked suspiciously: "Could it be that the scholar who has a conflict with my child today is your son-in-law?" ”

Hearing Mo Qiubai say the word scholar, the man in black's face changed slightly, and sneered: "I don't know what you're talking about, but my son-in-law has nothing to do with scholars." ”

After finishing speaking, he walked towards Mo Qiubai, rubbing his hands together and making a piercing sound.

"Wait, I'm willing to kill myself without you having to do it." Seeing him coming, Mo Qiubai hurriedly said.

At this point, he had given up the idea of fighting this man. Although he had only been fighting this person for a moment, he already knew that this person's martial arts were very strong, not to mention that now he had even lost his weapon, and he was powerless to fight against him.

Now that he has taken the initiative to give up his hands, he may be able to save his life.

"Then you cut off your own hands." Hearing Mo Qiubai's words, the man in black stopped and looked at him lightly.

Seeing that the man in black stopped, Mo Qiubai breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at his hands, with a painful look in his eyes, if he wasted his hands, then he would not be able to hold a sword in the future, and the name of the Sword Saint would also be lost.

"Wait." And just as Mo Qiubai gritted his teeth and was about to kill himself, the man in black suddenly stopped him.

Hearing the voice of the man in black, Mo Qiubai stopped his movements and looked at him, he didn't understand why this person stopped him, did he still want to take his life?

"My son-in-law said that I should waste your hands, but he didn't say to what extent." Seeing Mo Qiubai stop his movements, the man in black laughed.

Hearing him say this, Mo Qiubai's eyes showed a look of surprise, and from the words of the man in black, he knew that it was possible for him to keep his hands.

It's just that he is a little puzzled, this man gave him this task, why he is still disobedient.

But these things have nothing to do with him, he only knows that his hands can still be saved, and he will still be the mighty Sword Saint in a few months.

Thinking of this, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and his hands collided.

With this impact, his hands collapsed weakly.

"Are you satisfied?" Mo Qiubai broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead and looked at the man in black.

"It's a man, it's just a pity that your martial arts are like juggling." The man in black laughed, and then the figure flew up like a swallow, skimmed over the wall, and disappeared.

Only Mo Qiubai stood in place with a cloudy face.