Green Snake Gang.

Tang Xuan, the helper, was entertaining guests.

On the side was the dog-headed military advisor of the Green Snake Gang, Qin Xu.

After a banquet, it was already late at night, and Tang Xuan opened his mouth to stay:

"Brother Wang, it's better to stay here in Xiao Ke, and there will be sincerity tomorrow morning."

The guest couldn't refuse, and coveted the "sincerity", so he simply stopped at the Green Snake Gang station.

The Green Snake Gang is just a small gang, and there are only about 200 people in the Yangzhou area, not at all, don't look at the proximity to the Grand Canal, but they don't dare to grab food with the Cao Gang, so they have to pick up some soup and water, and extort some benefits on a few streets, and occasionally do some business of transferring illegal salt.

Here, it is indispensable to have a good relationship with the official figures.

Today's guest, who is the henchman of the incoming governor of Yangzhou, came to Yangzhou a few months in advance to get some information for the main family.

This is also an unwritten rule, but whenever you are transferred, as long as the official is not too stupid, he must send his henchmen in advance to inquire about the place of transfer to see if there are any baskets.

When the previous and former officials were handed over, they were brought together with the treasury, and if the predecessor was in it and resold the treasury, it would only look good on the books, and wouldn't it be the successor who took the blame?

Therefore, whenever there is a handover, there is always a period of time to count the accounts and account for the official documents.

However, accounts can be falsified, official documents can also be forged, and it is necessary to send someone to inquire in advance, otherwise there is anything to hide, and it is actually difficult to find out just a few days after the handover.

This is a major event related to the year-end assessment and career promotion, and it must not be sloppy!

Tang Xuan, the leader of the Green Snake Gang, just wants to tie up with the henchmen and family of the new prefect and set up a good umbrella for his business.

The dignified prefect, of course, will not look at him as a bastard, so he can only start from the people around the prefect.

First, it was a good meal to scatter money, and then a banquet, and then, tonight, this "brother Wang" rested here, and it was indispensable for a few Qinglou top brands to sleep with, in order to win over this person, he could be regarded as having made a bloody investment.

In addition, every year, the income from his smuggled salt sales is also indispensable to divide a few points to fill the officials of the upper and lower levels of the Nafu government.

Only in this way can he do his business safely.

After dismissing the song and dance, Tang Xuan drank fruit wine without degrees, sat alone in the hall, and thought silently.

The cups and plates on the table are messy, and after the singing and dancing, it is even more lonely.

It was late at night, and the moonlight filled the courtyard.

Ahead, the candle sparked, jumped, and made a "crackling" sound.

He suddenly sighed, patted the table in front of him, and said loudly:

"Where did you come from, join the gang at night, what do you have to teach the old man, why don't you sit down and have a drink together?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a phantom in white, floating in from the main entrance, her dress fluttering gently, accompanied by a gentle breeze.

Fang stepped into the door, and the figure stopped, and a girl with a frosty face and a double bun looked at him coldly.

"Gang Leader Tang, I am the descendant of the Yue Nu Sword, the chief disciple of the contemporary Sword Valley, you should know my intention."

The sound is as clear as a spring, and it is very pleasant.

Tang Xuan heard this and smiled:

"I've heard of it, but so what? In this world, the swordsmanship known as the Yue Nu Sword, there are not a thousand and three hundred, but they are all some useless goods, your Sword Valley, said to be the Yue Nu Sword Inheritance, such a big name, but in fact? ”

He snorted heavily, and said disdainfully:

"If others don't know, how can I not? Your master is Su Niangzi, right? If you go back and tell her, just say that I'm Tang Xuan, and I want her business to be profitable, otherwise, the two families won't look good! ”

Su Niangzi, that is, Gongsun Qing's master, also had some fame when she was in the rivers and lakes, and Tang Xuan knew this.

Now that the sect has been established, known as Sword Valley, it is naturally regarded as an ordinary third-rate sect by this Tang Xuan.

Tang Xuan dared to say this, he also had confidence, he himself had an opportunity a few years ago and broke through the innate gate, and now he is an out-and-out innate martial artist.

This is also the greatest confidence for him to dare to gain a foothold in Yangzhou.

In his opinion, it is not too much to ask for a three-percent profit, and it is already quite restrained.

In other words, he thought that his own strength was enough, and he didn't take the so-called "Sword Valley" seriously at all.

There was a sword roar on the ground, and his eyes were full of sword light, and he couldn't tell where the sword came from for a while.

Sleeves with

Tang Xuan was startled, and subconsciously fell back, about to touch the weapon.

However, the white phantom had already retracted its sword.

Tang Xuan was about to speak, but a bloody mark gradually appeared in his throat.

"You, you ··········"

Blood sprayed, angry eyes widened, a congenital martial artist, without even getting a weapon, died in vain.

Lin Zhengyang didn't even owe it to take a look, and when he took up the light work, the whole person was like a butterfly, flying away.

Yue Nu swordsmanship, famous for its brisk dexterity, placed on the Yue Nu Aqing, can frustrate thousands of people in a row, do not hurt or kill, only shoot down weapons, the sound of thousands of weapons shot down is like a pipa a song, that is worthy of the name of the first fast sword.

Counting the ancient martial arts, there is no fast sword that can pass A Qing.

Lin Zhengyang introduced the remnant sword moves that had been handed down to a new one, combining some pure moves from the main world to form a set of swordsmanship that greatly strengthened the speed of the attack.

Fang Cai strengthened his body with internal force, and he had already broken through the sound barrier and forcibly killed this Tang Xuan at three times the speed of sound.

What about stepping into the innate world?

After all, it is still a human body of flesh and blood, can it compete with this fast sword with three times the speed of sound?

Even if there is a true qi body, it is just a sword.

Purely in terms of sword fighting, even the legendary great grandmaster, when he encounters Lin Zhengyang's combination of science and martial arts, coupled with the sonic sword of the Yin God's mana, he has to fight the street.

"My sonic speed is more than a female sword, and when I meet Ah Qing himself, most of them are still invincible."

Under the cover of night, Lin Zhengyang quickly transferred, contacted the person who received him, and returned to Xinghualou.

After closing the doors and windows, sitting at the table, the candle was lit, and the sleeves of the dress were lifted, and the girl's white lotus arm was revealed, but the right wrist of the sword was red, as if it was oozing blood.

This is due to rapid activity, which causes a large number of capillaries in the body to rupture.

For martial artists in the acquired realm, the improvement of their internal strength is mostly temporary, and in essence, they are only a little stronger than ordinary people.

You have to wait for the cultivation of true qi before you can gradually degenerate and have strength and speed beyond ordinary people.

"Ah Qing's own words, even thousands of heavily armored soldiers, move at close range, dozens of breaths to defeat an army, the speed must be the speed of sound, and I can run at the speed of sound with my body, this is not something I can compare with now."

Between the internal forces, a stream of heat slowly flows through the injured area.

After half an hour, the blood color gradually disappeared, but even if the internal force can dredge the blood congestion and speed up the recovery of the body, it is impossible to completely recover after a while.

In the next day or two, you can't use the sonic sword again, otherwise it will inevitably aggravate the injury.

The candle flame was extinguished, and Lin Zhengyang lay down in his clothes.