Liu Menghan gradually became interested in this teenager with the boy's expression, and all the doubts and doubts of the teenager were something she never thought about. She was born in a wealthy family, she received a high-end education since she was a child, her family first let her learn how to become a qualified aristocratic girl, and then taught her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, taught her to read and write, taught her to plot power, and even the sword and gun did not fall, although such a childhood is rich, but it is definitely not happy, Liu Menghan lived in the teaching of many teachers, and never thought about any problems independently. Chen Zhinan's unbridled imagination made Liu Menghan's eyes light up.

Regarding Chen Zhinan's questions, Liu Menghan tried her best to answer some questions, but the answers felt plausible, far from what the teenager really doubted, and some questions she didn't quite understand, so the two of them had a detailed exploration, quarrel and exchange on various interesting topics such as life, fate, and future.

Along the way, the two people sometimes talked and laughed, and sometimes fought angrily, this short journey actually made the two people who should be different from each other shorten the distance between each other, and even became close friends who seemed to be familiar with each other for a lifetime, which Chen Zhinan had never dared to dream about before, but he didn't want to really realize it. Liu Menghan didn't tell Chen Zhinan why she came to the back mountain, and Chen Zhinan didn't ask, now the back mountain is being watched by countless pairs of eyes, Liu Menghan naturally won't come here to enjoy the mountains and rivers, but what does it matter? As long as she can be by her side, no matter what she wants to do, Chen Zhinan is willing to follow her to do it.

The two of them walked for a long time, and found that many people in the inn were standing in front of them, and they didn't know what they were doing, but they could only hear some people crying, some arguing fiercely, and some whispering on the side. The two of them walked quickly to the front of the crowd, and only then did they see what the crowd was watching.

Surrounded by a crowd of people, it is a person. A man of short stature and obscene appearance.

This person is Zhang Feiju, the third young master of the Zhang family in Chizhou, who killed Zheng Chengjiao, the king of the Golden Jiao, with one blow yesterday.

Zhang Feiju lay quietly on the ground, his eyes wide open, and two expressions of disbelief and horror appeared on his stiff face at the same time. He was already a dead man.

Zhang Feiju's body lay there quietly, with no obvious wounds all over his body, and the fatal part was a red vertical dot in the center of his eyebrows. This vertical dot is like a vertical eye growing on Zhang Feiju's head, except for this red dot, he didn't even shed a trace of blood.

Zhang Feiju's entourage knelt in front of Zhang Feiju's corpse, crying loudly at a loss, the third young master was dead, and they didn't know how to deal with the master after they went back.

"What are you crying about, a group of useless things, do you only know how to follow the master and fake the tiger? Say it! Who is the person who did it with you? Sun Buping looked at the corpse in front of him, his face was full of sadness, but his heart was secretly happy to bloom, he didn't expect that the person who was still showing off his might in front of him yesterday would become a corpse in an instant at this moment, this life is really full of surprises.

Zhang Feiju's entourage cried and replied, "We haven't touched anyone." ”

"Nonsense, how did you young master die without doing anything? It's not like you're giving yourself a sword, right? ”

"Early this morning, the young master seemed to be a little wrong, as soon as we set off, he said that there was something, and then left alone, before leaving, he explained to us, let us walk first, and then he caught up, but he didn't want us to come here, and found that the young master had."

"So Zhang Feiju set off after you, so how did his body appear in front of you? Did he get here first after you left, or did someone kill him and put his body in front of you? Zhang Feiju's kung fu is not weak, and it happens to be at such a time. And what did he die for? ”

"Look at this wound, what a fast sword." I saw the scholar squatting next to Zhang Feiju's corpse, carefully looking at the wound at the center of Zhang Feiju's eyebrows, and couldn't help blurting out.

"Zhang Feiju can be regarded as the top young knight in Chizhou, and the young man who died yesterday is a master of the same level, and he has reached the realm of half-step and second-grade, and he can kill people with one blow, this person who killed him, the sword kung fu is really not ordinary." The old man who recognized Lu Pingchuan yesterday stretched out his hand, opened his index finger and middle finger, put his fingers together, and drew a pen on the top of Zhang Feiju's head, then lowered his head and pondered for a while, sighed long, and then shook his head and said in a low voice.

Hmph, among these people who went up the mountain, there would be others besides Xie Wuchang who had such swordsmanship? He must have killed Zhang Feiju. I think, since Zhang Feiju has an abnormality, could it be that Zhang Feiju knows the whereabouts of that thing? And Xie Wuchang happened to find something, and then a man with a nine-ring ghost head knife standing next to the old man said hatefully.

"That thing? In this way, the whereabouts of that thing may have fallen into the hands of Xie Wuchang, I suggest that everyone encircle and suppress Xie Wuchang together, the ownership of the thing is naturally negotiated in the future, and such a heavy treasure can't be allowed to fall into the hands of the demon sect demons, right? A man with a hooked nose said gloomily.

Hearing someone propose to besiege and kill Xie Wuchang, a man with a red tassel gun said loudly: "I agree, how can the heavy treasure be in the hands of a demon?" The Demon Sect is deceiving me, and there is no one in the martial arts? It's the right thing for everyone to work together to kill Xie Wuchang first, and I fully support the Iron Spear Gate to kill Xie Wuchang. ”

The man at the Iron Gun Gate was talking when a sneer rang out. This sneer embarrassed the man of the Iron Gun Gate, who was speaking in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner, and he looked at the source of the laughter, and found that it was a strong man standing opposite the Iron Gun Gate. The strong man is iron-clad, there is no smile on his swarthy face, his complexion is black as if he has been poured iron juice, he is full of muscles, there is no trace of fat, his body is full of strength, and the muscles seem to be able to break through the clothes at any time.

"Hahahaha, I don't know who searched Zhang Feiju's body just now in the name of autopsy, why, didn't I find Shaolin Da Huandan? Zhou Qingyu, Zhou Qingyu, if you want to return the pill, just say it directly, we people are not reluctant to give you alms, what is the righteousness and awe-inspiring thing you are talking about? ”