After giving filial piety, Zhou Quan not only no longer embarrassed Ding Xiu, but also arranged Ding Xiu to become a regular mountain patrol disciple.

Enwei and Shi, do you give a stick and then give a jujube?

The corners of Ding Xiu's mouth twitched and sneered.

If he was really just an ordinary outer disciple, he would really have to be manipulated by Zhou Quan.

But he wasn't!

"Zhou Quan, you took it from me, and after half a year, I will definitely let you spit it out with interest!"

Half a year passed in a flash, and I got up early in the morning to wash, and found that the window was full of withered yellow leaves.

A gust of autumn wind blew, Ding Xiu raised his head, and the yellow and green leaves hanging on the treetops were blown off in large pieces.

The autumn lord kills, and the killing machine is hidden.

"The autumn breeze knows what I want!"

The corners of Ding Xiu's mouth smiled, and just now, the last picture scroll of time in the sea of knowledge disappeared.

[Name: Ding Xiu]

[Age: 30]

[Quest Coin: 68396]

【Realm: First-class】

【Martial Arts: Ben Lei Jin】

[Skills: Xiaocheng Ben Thunder Knife Method, Dacheng Iron Cloth Shirt, Dacheng Eagle Claw Hand, Advanced Basic Knife Technique, Advanced Basic Fist Technique]

[Life Dungeon: None]

……

The autumn night is cool and the wind is blowing.

In the middle of the night, a black-clad masked man flashed across the treetops and landed lightly in a courtyard, blending in with the darkness.

Ding Xiu rolled and jumped in the courtyard of Sanjin like a civet cat, determining Zhou Quan's location.

After a few days of observation and secret investigation, Zhou Quan usually sleeps and rests in two places.

One is the bedroom, and the other is the practice room.

There was no one in the practice room, and Zhou Quan was in the bedroom.

Ding Xiu lightly landed on the branch of a large tree, and took out a black package from his arms with his left hand.

The next moment, Ding Xiu was on tiptoe, his figure fell straight, smashed the roof, and rushed in.

The moment the roof exploded, Zhou Quan, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, immediately woke up and took out a short knife from under the pillow.

This is a quasi-first-class master, who can sense the danger of the outside world even in his sleep.

The strong wind hit, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a black thing smashing down, and Zhou Quan subconsciously slashed out.

The black package exploded, and the white powder spilled on his head, blurring Zhou Quan's face, ah, Zhou Quan screamed, his eyes were extremely painful, as if he had been burned by fire.

Lime, white powder is lime!

Taking advantage of Zhou Quan's unbearable screams, Ding Xiu stepped forward, slammed Zhou Quan's chest with a top elbow, and the thunderous energy penetrated through his body, instantly dispersing Zhou Quan's protective true qi.

Zhou Quan's body that lost the true qi of the body protection became the tenacity of the iron cloth shirt, and he couldn't prevent Ding Xiu's elbow at all, and the pleasant sound of bone cracking was heard one after another, Zhou Quan flew out screaming, and crashed into the wall three meters away.

Without waiting for Zhou Quan to recover from the huge pain, Ding Xiu's right hand turned into an eagle's claw, and one claw reached out, pinching Zhou Quan's neck, spitting out with strength, and twisting it hard.

Click, Zhou Quan's screams stopped abruptly, his head was tilted on his neck, his eyes were open, and he didn't bat at death.

After killing Zhou Quan, Ding Xiu looked around and swept all the valuable things he saw into the cloth pocket he carried.

Shout! Ding Xiu tiptoed a little, jumped out of the window, and on the big tree, the light flashed, and disappeared into the darkness.

When Ding Xiu returned to the hut, the night clothes on his body were gone, and on the way back, the night clothes and mask were all buried in the soil by Ding Xiu.

"I have a good idea, I can sleep well tonight!"

Ding Xiu stuffed the valuable objects he had collected under the bed and fell asleep. Early in the morning, the sky was bright, and Ding Xiu was woken up by a quick knock on the door.

"This senior brother, it's not dawn yet, is there anything urgent?"

The outer disciples stared at Ding Xiu and asked, "Where were you last night?" ”

Ding Xiu looked puzzled and said, "I went to bed very early last night, senior brother, is something wrong?" ”

The outer disciples stared at Ding Xiu, "Law Enforcement Hall Master Zhou Quan died last night!" ”

"What, Senior Brother Zhou is dead! Who killed it? Who dares to kill people in the Sword Washing Gate, don't you want to die? ”

Ding Xiu was shocked and looked incredulous.

The outer disciples did not reply, but took up a pen and wrote a line on the booklet.

Ding Xiu, a disciple of the outer sect, had a dirty relationship with Senior Brother Zhou, and his demeanor was normal when he asked, there was nothing unusual, his strength was average, and he did not cultivate his true qi.

"Recently, the sword gate has not been very peaceful, so be careful yourself."

"Yes, thank you for the reminder."

Zhou Quan's death caused a great shock in the Sword Washing Gate, and even the two deputy door masters were alarmed, and directly ordered the mountain to be closed for a thorough investigation, and the murderer of Zhou Quan must be found.

The disciple of the Sword Washing Gate was killed in the Sword Washing Gate, and there have only been three times in the history of the Sword Washing Gate, no matter how nervous you are, you can't pay too much attention to it.

For a while, in the Sword Washing Gate, people were panicking, and everyone was making speculations, some said that Zhou Quan was killed by the disciples of the Demon Gate, and some said that Zhou Quan was killed by a hostile spy hidden in the Sword Washing Gate, and everyone had different opinions.

A month later.

"Senior Brother Zhou, after this month's investigation, the most suspected murderers of Senior Brother Zhou Quan are all here."

Zhou Ren took the information, looked at it, and suddenly a name came into view.

"Ding Xiu, outer disciple, who did this investigation, how could an outer disciple who has not yet cultivated his true qi kill Zhou Quan, isn't this playing the piano indiscriminately?"

After Zhou Quan's death, Zhou Ren arrived at the scene of the attack and killing for the first time, judging from the intensity of the fight at the scene, the one who killed his cousin was definitely a first-class master, a despicable and shameless first-class master!

"I'm sorry, senior brother, but I was negligent."

Zhou Ren put down the information and said, "The Blood Knife Sect's Supreme Treasure Drinking Blood Knife is in our Sword Washing Gate, and the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect have been trying to steal it back, and it is very likely that Zhou Quan was killed by the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect." ”

"The Burial Sword Valley, one of the top ten righteous sects, is a mortal enemy of us, and there are undercover agents in the gate, and it is possible to kill Zhou Quan!"

"Zhou Quan has no way to accumulate wealth on weekdays, and there are many brothers and sisters who have grievances against him in the door, and it is possible to kill Zhou Quan."

Zhou Ren looked at the mountains in the distance and said, "If there is chaos today, demons are rampant, sects like the Blood Sword Sect and the Burial Sword Valley are all protecting themselves, and it is impossible and impossible to have no energy to make strong enemies, so it shouldn't be their hands." ”

"Senior brother means that the people inside the door killed Zhou Quan's junior brother?"

Zhou Ren nodded, "I warned Zhou Quan and told him to be more restrained, but he didn't listen, and now he can be regarded as reaping the consequences!" ”

"Senior brother, is that it?"

Zhou Ren retracted his gaze, threw the materials on the table into the brazier and burned them all.

"Most of the people who killed Zhou Quan were inner disciples, and it is very likely that they are the great elders who have cultivated Thunder Strength, of course, it is not excluded that there are spies in the Sword Valley who want to sow discord and provoke disputes within the Sword Washing Gate."

"The head of the family has been in retreat for nearly 20 years, and he does not ask about the world. The two deputy sect masters are the same, focusing on their own cultivation and rarely asking about the affairs of the door. Today's Sword Washing Gate is completely controlled by the Great Elder's lineage. ”

"Don't let the investigation continue, it's the meaning of the master."

"So be it!"

Zhou Quan's death fermented quickly, subsided quickly, and sank to the bottom of the lake, which seemed to have become a taboo topic, and no one was talking about it.

In troubled times, everyone is struggling to survive, and there is no time to pay attention to others.

Time is like water washing red dust, and it is the autumn of another year, the tenth year that Ding Xiu has come to this world.

Senior Brother Zheng of the Foundry Hall died, as Ding Xiu predicted, died on the woman's belly, and Ding Xiu consumed 3,000 copy coins to extract the [Senior Blacksmith (3 Years)] copy of his life as he wished.

The land of Qingguo is still chaotic, the large and small princes are fighting and killing, attacking each other, and the small and weak ones are eliminated or annexed, forming a powerful and powerful princely force of the 36 roads.

The rivers and lakes are calm, there are fights and troubles, and there are mostly small fights, and there is no big bloody storm.

Ding Xiu still helps the handymen and disciples to work, earn coins, and go to Chunfeng Lou from time to time to moisten their body and mind.

It's a pity that Sanniang was good half a year ago and married an honest hunter in the mountains, Ding Xiu sighed, so he could only seal a big red envelope and send blessings.

Time flies, and it's autumn again.

A big event happened in the Sword Washing Gate.

The disciple of the Great Elder, one of the top ten Tianjiao of the Sword Washing Sect, and the thirty-year-old quasi-top master Ye Chen, was surrounded and killed by the masters of the Demon Sect during the training.

Ye Chen was astonished and gorgeous, fought to raise the war, broke through in the fight, reached the top, killed a large number of Demon Sect masters, and finally fled back to Xijian Mountain.

Unfortunately, because of his injuries, he couldn't be saved, and he still died.

"Hey, it's a pity for a Tianjiao." Ding Xiu sighed.

"Such a heavenly pride, I didn't know him before I was alive, and I must go to his grave to worship after I die, what do you say, junior brother!"

"Senior Brother Ding, you are still human."

Over the years, no matter who died, Ding Xiu would go to the funeral or go to the grave to pay respects.

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