The corpse was cleaned up quickly, and it was obvious that the disciples of the Liu Sect were very experienced in this kind of thing. To Liu Jian's surprise, during this process, the arresters, officials and soldiers of Hengyang City never appeared from beginning to end, and there were no people who even came to take a look. It's as if these people are just non-existent background settings, and they will only appear in everyone's mouths, but they are isolated from the rivers and lakes in two worlds.

However, this is a good thing for Liu Jian, saving a lot of trouble.

The government or something, it's good to set your own background with peace of mind. This is the martial arts world that belongs to the martial arts masters, so don't come out and mix blindly.

After disposing of the corpse, Liu Jian returned to the Yuelai Inn, but saw that in the empty inn lobby, there was a slender old man sitting at this moment, with a withered face, wearing a green cloth gown, washed and white, and an old erhu in his hand, the shape was very Luotuo, like an ordinary old man singing and begging for money.

A bleak Xiaoxiang night rain slowly flowed out from between the old man's hands.

Liu Jian smiled, didn't speak, moved a stool and sat in front of the old man, listening carefully to the famous 'Xiaoxiang Night Rain'.

After a while, the song was finished.

Liu Jian took out a silver ingot and put it in front of the old man, and the old man took it and thanked him, stood up, and was about to leave tremblingly.

"Mr. Mo Da has been running around here all night, is it possible that he will leave without saying anything?"

"I'm afraid the old man doesn't want to listen to the old man."

Liu Jian smiled: "You helped me kill Fei Bin, and you showed me such a favor, didn't you just let me listen to your words?" Isn't it a pity that I'm going to leave without saying anything now?

"In that case." Mr. Mo finally turned around, his body was still rickety, like an old man who had worked all his life and could no longer straighten his waist. But those originally cloudy eyes projected a little light. At this moment, Mr. Mo Da has a bit of the demeanor of a martial arts master.

"If the gentleman is blunt, then he won't go around in circles. Mr. was in Hengyang City for a day, and the Hengshan faction could not sleep and eat. ”

"Haha!" Liu Jian couldn't help but laugh.

No matter how the situation changes, Mo Da is always Mo Da, and it is really strange that the Hengshan faction has bumped into such a leader, and it can develop. However, after all, Mo Da is old, maybe he has seen too much blood, maybe he has seen too much deceit, and the ambition of his youth has long been consumed, so it is not surprising that he will have such a choice. In fact, Liu Jian felt that Mo Da was more suitable than Liu Zhengfeng to withdraw from the rivers and lakes, which were too chaotic, too dirty, and too sad for the Hengshan faction.

"I didn't need Mr. Mo Da to drive me away, I didn't want to stay in Hengyang City for long. Since Mr. Mo, the landlord, has spoken, I don't want to be a villain. Liu Jian stood up neatly: "However, although Mr. Mo Da has done me a favor." But I also helped the Hengshan faction, the strength of the Songshan faction has suffered a lot now, and the life of the Hengshan faction is much better. ”

"Mr. Ende, the Hengshan faction should keep it in mind."

"No, you don't." Liu Jian waved his hand and said, "Now that Mr. Mo Da has put forward conditions for me to go, I can go." But correspondingly, I also want to put forward a condition to Mr. Mo Da, I don't know if Mr. Mo Da is willing to agree. ”

"Sir, please say, if it is within the limits of great power and does not violate the way of chivalry......"

"It's a very simple condition, it's within your ability, and it's not against chivalry." Liu Jian smiled, and then shouted outward: "Son." ”

Poison Island came when he heard the sound.

"This is Tsunzo Poison Island, my wife. I heard that Mr. Mo Da's attainments in the 13 styles of Hengshan Clouds and Mists of the Hengshan School are extremely profound, and he is already comparable to the Hengshan patriarch who created this martial art back then. My wife happens to also know this martial arts, so it is better to ask Mr. Mo Da to meet his friends with martial arts and ask Mr. Mo Da for advice, I don't know if it is possible. ”

Mo Da glanced at Liu Jian deeply, but from Liu Jian's indifferent smile on his face, Mo Da was destined to see nothing.

Liu Jian leaned into the ear of Poison Island and said a few words softly.

Poison Island Tsuneko immediately stepped forward and slowly pulled out Muramasa: "Please come in and recruit Mr." ”

This sentence was said in Chinese, although the tone was a little strange, but Mo Da heard it clearly.

"Good, good. Amazing, amazing. ”

But he saw that Mo Da stretched out his hand and pulled out a short sword with an extremely thin sword body in the erhu handle, and suddenly trembled in the air, making a buzzing sound, followed by two buzzing swords. Poison Island raised his knife to block, but saw that Mo Da did not attack head-on, but circled behind him like a ghost.

There was no time to change the move, and in a hurry, Poison Island Tsuneko released the handle of the knife with his left hand, pressed the scabbard, and the scabbard tied to his waist was violently raised and stabbed behind him.

This sudden change of move was also very unexpected, although the short sword in his hand could pierce the heart of the poison island in the heart, but the scabbard must have hit his own chest before this. If it's a life-and-death fight, don't mind fighting hard, but this is just a martial arts competition, but it's a different algorithm.

Mo Da had no choice but to retreat, and the crisis of Poison Island was lifted.

"Be careful."

"Hey!"

Poison Island Tsuneko responded, turned around, and held the knife in both hands again.

The thirteen changes of Hengshan clouds and mist are not such a wonderful trick in Hengshan swordsmanship.

Poison Island Tsuneko easily brought this set of swordsmanship to the top.

But the skill point has reached the top, and he has returned all the tricks in the thirteen changes of the clouds and mist in Hengshan Mountain, which does not mean that he has completely eaten this set of swordsmanship.

In countless terms, it is just stupid and does not know how to be flexible.

This is the same as the Huashan disciples who learned the Wuyue swordsmanship when they competed with swords on the Fengzen platform.

Poison Island wants to absorb a large number of sword moves and swordsmanship, so as to form his own kendo.

In addition to learning a lot of swordsmanship, it is much more important to use the same swordsmanship to compete with this master, absorb the essence of the opponent in the competition, and examine your own shortcomings, which is much more important than learning more swordsmanship.

At the beginning, Mr. Mo Da obviously had the advantage, and the poison island man who was persecuted several times was in a hurry, but after a round of swordsmanship, Mo Da found that the poison island was becoming more and more difficult to deal with.

Those tricks that have been used can no longer fool the girl in front of them. The new trick technique, Poison Island Tsuneko can also see through most of it.

On the contrary, it is the poison island that has a deeper and deeper understanding of the thirteen changes of clouds and mist in Hengshan Mountain, the tricks are becoming more and more exquisite, and the use is becoming more and more round.

From being defeated, to a draw, and then gradually falling into the disadvantage, but after an hour of hard work, the progress of Poison Island has made it difficult to resist.

The special effects of innate skills: martial arts, it's so awesome.

Finally exchanged hands again, Mo Da took advantage of the situation to jump out of the battle group, and Poison Island did not pursue. Inserting the short sword in his hand into the erhu, Mo Da took a few deep breaths to calm his breath, looking at the poisonous island with a calm face that didn't even see a drop of sweat, there was both sadness and appreciation in his eyes, and finally sighed sadly: "I'm old, I'm old, I'm not good." ”

Liu Jian stood up and said with a smile: "Thank you Mr. Mo Da for your advice." ”

"It's old, it's old. Return, return. The melancholy night rain of Xiaoxiang sounded again, accompanied by the desolate and sad sound of erhu, Mr. Mo Da did not look back and slowly walked away.

"Pack up, tell Li, let's leave Hengyang."

"Leaving Hengyang, where to go?"

"Go to Huashan." Liu Jian said with a smile: "Since ancient Huashan, the infinite scenery is in the dangerous peak, I have never traveled to Huashan, take this opportunity, let's travel to Huashan together." It just so happened that I heard that the sunrise on the eastern peak of Huashan was particularly beautiful. ”

Liu Jian grabbed the hand of Poison Island Yanzi: "I don't have a chance to watch the meteor shower for the time being, it's better to see the sunrise first." ”

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