"I ......" Le Fang was stunned when he saw Li Si's change of attitude.

Then, he smiled bitterly in his heart, it turned out that this scholar had not changed at all, and he was only targeting himself.

Then, there was a glimmer of hope in Le Fang's heart, maybe this scholar could help him get revenge.

Thinking of this, he sat down busily and talked to Li Si about what he knew.

Listening to what Le Fang said, Li Si also asked some details from time to time.

And every time he asks a question, Lefang answers it fluently.

This also verifies one thing, that is, Le Fang is not lying, and the fact that Mo Qiubai's son took people to practice swords is true.

After knowing this, Li Si decided to go to the capital and kill Mo Qiubai's father and son.

These two people are actually no different from ghosts.

Of course, he had already wanted to go to the capital, which was the most important place in the Wei Kingdom, and he also wanted to see the world there.

In the capital, he may be able to get more information about demons and ghosts.

After all, this is the capital of Wei, and there is much more information in it than in some remote counties.

Now, he still knows too little about demons and ghosts.

And when Li Si was talking to Le Fang, a figure slowly walked over from afar.

The figure had a hat on his head, black clothes, and a long sword with a black scabbard at his waist.

At this time, this person was walking towards Li Si.

Obviously, he is going to kill the killer of Le Fang.

"He's coming!" Le Fang looked at the figure with some horror, and his heart was terrified.

This man had been chasing him all the way, and the shadow of death had been hanging over him, so he was naturally very impressed with this man.

When Li Si saw this person, his brows furrowed slightly, he didn't know this person, but he knew him in his outfit, and it was not much different from the two masters and servants of Moluo he met at the beginning.

They all wore hats, wore black clothes, and wore black swords around their waists.

This person is most likely a subordinate of Moro.

Li Si frowned slightly.

If this person is Mo Luo's subordinate, then this means that this Mo Qiubai doesn't know when, and he has already hooked up with Mo Luo.

If that's the case, it's a problem. He knew how powerful Mora's power was.

"Could this have something to do with Zhang Yuan?" Li Si looked at the figure and thought in his heart, he couldn't help but think of Zhang Yuan, who also went to the capital.

But after thinking about it for a while, he thought it was unlikely? It's also a few months away from the capital? It is impossible for Zhang Yuan to arrive in the capital in such a short time.

That is, when he was thinking about things, a strange wind blew? Brought up some wind and sand.

"Choke!" A sword drawn? The black-clothed man in the hat moved and rushed towards the two of them.

"You stay behind." Li Si saw this? Without looking back, he said to Le Fang, and picked up the black sword on the side? Face the hat man.

"Kill!" The hat-man snorted coldly? The long sword stabbed at Li Si's heart like a poisonous snake.

This sword was as fast as lightning, and it was obvious that the man had trained the speed of the sword to the extreme.

Seeing this, Li Si raised his eyebrows, the black sword was not unsheathed? Just a pick-and-shake? Then he swept away the sword of the hat-bearer.

After unslashing the long sword, he took advantage of the victory to pursue, and as soon as the black sword was raised, the scabbard slammed into the hat of the hatper.

The hat flew out, revealing a face covered in scars.

"You humiliate me?" The scar-faced man stared at Li Si coldly? The figure slowly moved around Li Si, finding the right time to start.

Li Si looked at the scar-faced man calmly? Silent, the black sword in his hand like a sculpture? Don't move the slightest.

After a moment of stalemate, he asked lightly, "You were sent by Moluo?" ”

The scar-faced man's pupils shrank? A frown? He said coldly: "How do you know the young master of my family?" ”

Hear him? Li Si nodded slightly in his heart, it seemed that he had guessed correctly, this Mo Qiubai was really mixed with Mo Luo.

Then he paused for a moment and said calmly: "Acquaintance, even a little grudge." ”

"Grievances?" When the scar-faced man heard this, there was a look of disdain on his face, and then he sneered and said, "I don't care if what you say is true or false, then this grievance will end here today." ”

After speaking, his figure flew out like a rabbit, and the long sword was picked at Li Si's throat like a shock.

This sword is extremely fast and accurate, and it has obviously been prepared for a long time.

Seeing this, Le Fang on the side felt a chill, this sword was too fast, if he was going to die, he would definitely die.

"Dang!" A spark flashed, and Li Si continued to block the blow with his scabbard.

Next, their two bodies staggered, and the clanging sound of gold and iron became one, and sparks flew in all directions.

"This ...... Why didn't this man draw his sword? Le Fang on the side saw that Li Si had not drawn his sword yet, and he was still fighting with the scar-faced man with the scabbard, and he was very anxious.

Although he doesn't know martial arts, he also knows that people who don't draw their swords are always much weaker than those who draw swords.

It's like fighting, one side comes with the intention of beating people, and the other side comes with the intention of killing.

It goes without saying which side suffers.

And that's when this idea came to him.

"Choke!" A long sword came out of its sheath, and a large head flew out of the place where the two were fighting, and blood spilled on the ground.

When Le Fang saw this head, he was first frightened, and then looked at the appearance of the head, and was overjoyed, it was none other than the scar-faced man who died.

In the field, Li Si's long sword flicked, and the blood on the sword turned into a blood line, which fell into the distance and smashed on the Gobi stone, becoming a blood flower.

Then, he slowly inserted his sword into its scabbard and walked to Lefang's position.

Behind him, a headless body slowly fell to the ground, blood flowing from its neck.

Li Si had just fought with the scar-faced man for so long, but in fact, it wasn't how powerful the scar-faced man was, and he could fight him for so long.

Instead, he wanted to try the martial arts of this scar-faced man.

Because he really wanted to know if the exercises of the Mo Luo family had anything to do with Zhao Wuqi.

It's a pity that this scar-faced man has never used blood from beginning to end.

This scar-faced man should only be a peripheral member of the Mora family, so he is not qualified to practice at all.

However, Li Si had an unexpected discovery, he found that the body of this scarred man was the same as that practiced by Zhao Wu.

This shows that the Mo Luo family really has a connection with Zhao Wuqi.

After coming to this result, he decisively killed the scarface man.

"Dead?" Le Fang looked at Li Si in a daze, and there was some unreal feeling in his heart, such a strong master actually died in the hands of this scholar in one fell swoop.

"Well, dead." Li Si replied, then sat on the stone, picked up a spoon from the iron pot, scooped a bowl of egg drop soup and drank it.

Seeing his calm appearance, Le Fang swallowed his saliva, afraid in his heart, this person is still a ruthless character who kills people without blinking, and he can drink soup as if nothing happened as soon as he kills someone.

But in addition to being afraid, he was also a little curious about Li Si in his heart, since this person can kill people so decisively, why can he still have sympathy for some ordinary people?