Chapter Eighty-Five: The Swordsman in White

Since ancient times, there has been no shortage of romantic celebrities and peerless swordsmen in the rivers and lakes.

Celebrity swordsman, happy white clothes.

Dressed in white like snow, noble and confident.

Most of the swordsmen in white are conceited.

Over the ages, there have been countless famous swords in the rivers and lakes, but there are few extremely conceited swordsmen.

Sword God Ximen Blowing Snow, Baiyun City Lord Ye Gucheng, Xie Xiaofeng of Shenjian Villa, Shen Lang Shen Daxia of Overseas Immortal Mountain, Thief Shuai Chu Liuxiang, Miao Monk Wuhua, these people are all heroes and celebrities, they all have a common hobby, like to wear white clothes.

Among them, especially Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng, Ximen Blowing Snow is not snow, but blood, when he is killing, he is definitely wearing a fluttering white clothes, and the white clothes will never be stained with a drop of blood.

Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, his people and swords are all like coming from the depths of Baiyun, and they will never be contaminated with the slightest breath of fireworks in the world.

They all have a common character, conceited.

They certainly have the right to be conceited!

Jing Wuming and Ah Fei are also peerless swordsmen, but Ah Fei is often dressed in green clothes, and he is of course extremely confident in his swordsmanship.

Jing Wuming is often dressed in gray, gray clothes are like dirt, inconspicuous, even his eyes are gray, it seems that no one can see the expression in his eyes, and of course he can't see the emotions in his heart.

They also have one thing in common, and that is loneliness.

It is a kind of loneliness that goes deep into the bone marrow, so they are used to being alone, they don't want to be in the company of others, and they don't want to be ostentatious, so they never wear white clothes.

And Li Xunhuan, Lu Xiaofeng, Ye Kai, and Xiaoding himself, although people like them are also extremely confident, but they are more free and peaceful, they are not limited to a certain color, and never focus on a certain color of clothing.

They know how to enjoy more, and this enjoyment is not material enjoyment, but spiritual abundance.

They do what they want, live a colorful life, and they also have one thing in common, that is, merry.

Since ancient times, there have been many celebrities and gentlemen.

Xiao Ding suddenly couldn't catch Xu Bing's words, but suddenly fell into deep thought.

Xu Bing didn't bother him either, and silently poured tea for him.

A smart woman knows when to keep her mouth shut, Xu Bing is certainly a smart woman.

Xiao Ding didn't suspect Bai Yunfei, on the contrary, when he saw Bai Yunfei for the first time in West Lake on the night of the Lantern Festival, he had an intuition in his heart that Bai Yunfei was not a simple character.

Bai Yunfei seemed to appear out of thin air, and suddenly appeared beside Xiao Ding and them, his martial arts skills were superb, and his white clothes were like snow.

After he and Sikong Jieyue and Bai Yunfei drank in the middle of the lake, Xiao Ding soon gave up his suspicions.

Xiao Ding has analyzed all the circumstances, and he thinks that the white-clothed masked man of the Bloodbath Evergreen Dart Bureau is an extremely ruthless character, and this person is naturally the real master behind the scenes of the Innocent Villa, he must have some kind of connection with the Thirteen Taibao of Lin'an, and even the real murderer who assassinated Qiu Xiaohou Ye is inseparable from him. This person is extremely ambitious, not only secretly cultivating power in the rivers and lakes, it seems that he has stretched out his minions to the court.

Judging from what Tang Xiaoyun learned, combined with Xu Bing's description, the demeanor and tone of the white-clothed masked man when he spoke were extremely unnatural, it seemed that he was not good at communicating with people, or maybe he was not a martial arts person in the Central Plains.

Although Bai Yunfei is also a young master, although he also likes to wear white, no matter how he looks and behaves, he is very different from the white-clothed mask.

If Bai Yunfei is a young master who suddenly appeared in the rivers and lakes is suspected, then in the eyes of others, isn't Xiao Ding himself also a young master who suddenly appeared in the rivers and lakes.

"In the eyes of others, I am also a young master who suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and I also wear clothes as white as clouds and snow, so this alone is really not enough to prove that Bai Yunfei is suspicious." Xiao Ding smiled bitterly.

"Do you know him, where he came from, what school he was taught from, and where he lives now? Also, when she interacted with the eldest lady of the Qiu family, was it because men and women were attracted to each other, and there was no selfishness? Xu Bing sneered.

Xiao Ding was suddenly stunned and speechless.

He found that every question that Miss Xu said, he never thought deeply.

He didn't know where Bai Yunfei came from, what sect he was taught from, and which inn he stayed in Hangzhou City, let alone his relationship with the Qiu family.

Xiao Ding was originally a man of temperament, and when he first entered the rivers and lakes, he didn't have any friends, and when he suddenly met a friend of the same age and temperament, he naturally wouldn't be defensive in his heart.

He thinks that when friends are together, as long as they have a clear heart and do their best.

However, although he is cautious, he still has little experience, and he is deceived by you in the rivers and lakes, and human nature can be seen clearly from the outside?

Xiao Ding didn't answer, and Xu Bing didn't ask any more.

Because since there is no need to answer, why ask?

Xiao Ding will definitely have his own way of figuring out these problems.

Of course, Xu Bing also believes that Xiao Ding is a person with a way.

Replacing wine with tea, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Xiao Ding suddenly found that Xu Bing was a very interesting woman.

A woman who can take over the family inheritance that has been passed down for thousands of years at a young age is certainly very interesting. Besides, this woman is not only beautiful, but also very smart.

It's a pity that the meeting is too late.

When Xiao Ding thought of Tang Qingqing's murderous eyes, the reverie in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Xu Bing kept staring at Xiao Ding's eyes, and suddenly a glimmer of light flashed, and a smile appeared inadvertently on the corner of her mouth, as if she had seen through Xiao Ding's thoughts.

Xiao Ding raised his eyebrows, and was about to say some goodbye words.

There was a rush of footsteps, and then a butler-like man came quickly, standing outside the door, waiting.

Xu Bing frowned, she just wanted to have a seizure, but she glanced at Xiao Ding, and then suppressed the anger in her heart.

On weekdays, when she is on lunch break or meeting guests, no one dares to come in and disturb her, this old housekeeper has been with the Xu family for many years, so he naturally understands this truth, if it is not a major matter, why should he make the master unhappy.

"Uncle Zhong, what is it that makes you so panicked, and you don't hesitate to disturb my guests, you come in and make it clear." Xu Bing said coldly.

The old housekeeper who was called Uncle Zhong was over the age of knowing his fate, and his temples were slightly white.

He has followed the Xu family for many years, and Xu Bing has grown up with him since he was a child, of course he knows that their eldest lady of the Xu family is a master with a knife mouth and a tofu heart.

"Back to the young master, the old slave took a big order, and he couldn't help but come to report the good news." Although Uncle Zhong's voice was respectful, there was no look of panic, obviously Xu Bing treated him not lightly on weekdays, of course he understood that Miss Xu was pretending to be angry, just to show Xiao Ding.

After Zhong Bo finished speaking, he took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Xu Bing.

Xu Bing glanced at Uncle Zhong and opened the envelope casually.

Inside the envelope was a stack of silver tickets and a piece of paper.

"There are a total of 100,000 taels of silver tickets, and the old slave has checked it clearly just now, and the silver tickets are the time-honored brands of Shanxi Datong Qianzhuang, so I am very relieved." Uncle Zhong said with a flattering smile.

Xu Bing spread out the paper stick, only to see the letter written: "A certain family occasionally got a day away from the meteoric iron, searched all over the world, no one can turn it, after several tosses, found out that the young master of the Xu family has the ancestral stunt, is the god of the world's sword, I hope that the young master Xu will use a little means, cast a sword for a certain family, and offer 100,000 taels of silver, hope to beg for a smile, after the sword is cast, a certain family will come to take it after seven days." “

A sword was drawn below the letter, and there was a small line below the pattern, which read: "The sword is three feet and four inches long and weighs six catties and four taels." “

cast a sword, and he was willing to pay a reward of 100,000 taels, and this person was really generous.

But Xu Bing's expression didn't show any surprise, is it too little for her to pay so much?