Zhao Changhe was unmoved: "Since there is an appointment, I will also go to the heavens." What's more, what kind of situation, if Han Wuzhi sees it, I can't see it? ”

The middle-aged man sighed: "A promise is true to its word, and it is respected." But it is really possible for the heavens to send a knife at least this way, the Blood God Church has a high-level to deal with you, the more famous you are, the more they will lose face, and they can't bear it. If you are willing to talk to us, we can also help you solve this matter, otherwise it will be difficult for you to get to Gujian Lake. ”

"I don't need you to solve it, the matter of the Blood God Sect can almost be regarded as my personal grudge, I will handle it myself, and I will not pay for your favors." Zhao Changhe suddenly laughed: "The most embarrassing thing in the Blood God Sect is that Sect Master Xue was beaten by someone who overstepped his ranks?" I'm a hammer thing. ”

Middle aged:

"Second, though I reject you, I don't have any opinion of you...... It's just that if Tang Wanxiang wants to talk to me about something, I hope she can take the time to talk in person, instead of turning and turning, chattering crookedly, I am annoyed. Zhao Changhe stood up: "Shop, pay the bill!"

Leaving the wine shop, just as the rain stopped, Zhao Changhe was in a better mood, and he saw that his beloved horse was also eating comfortably, and there was no such thing as stealing horses, and he was in a better mood.

If you think about it, of course, no one dares to steal a horse, and you can't see how terrifying the knife he carries on his back.

Zhao Changhe rewarded Xiao Er with a piece of broken silver, and was about to raise his foot to kick up, when he suddenly remembered something, put his foot down again, leaned over and carefully checked the stirrup and saddle for any foreign objects.

The Cui family has lived a comfortable life, and they almost forgot these doorways.

Under careful inspection, Zhao Changhe sighed and turned over on his horse.

The middle-aged man of the Demon Division had been standing at the door looking at him, and when he saw this, he also showed appreciation, and handed over a page: "This is Han Wuxi's information." ”

Zhao Changhe was not polite, and took it directly: "Thank you." ”

The middle-aged man said: "In the lower town demon Si Wu Weiyang, maybe there will be a time for everyone to meet in the future." As for going to the turmoil, the Demon Suppression Division will not take action, and Your Excellency will be careful all the way. ”

After speaking, the figure flashed and disappeared.

At this speed, at least seven or eight times in the entrance...... The Demon Suppression Division is still a bit of a doorway. Zhao Changhe didn't feel much, the ninth on the heavenly list had drunk tea in front of him, and he didn't care about this.

He felt that what this Wu Weiyang said was a bit implied, he wouldn't make a move when he went to the turmoil, be careful all the way, so what about after he arrived? Is it that if you need help with something at that time, you can find the local demon suppression division?

Zhao Changhe didn't think about this for the time being, and rode slowly along the official road on a snow-stepping black horse, spreading out the information given by Wu Weiyang in his hand to take a closer look.

Han Wuji, 19 years old this year...... It's actually smaller than himself, and he couldn't see it in the broken temple before, so cold.

He was originally an ordinary disciple of Bashan Jianlu, and his qualifications were not top-notch, but because of his hard work in sword training, he could be regarded as a disciple in the middle of the stream. is taciturn, only likes to practice swords, so his popularity is average, and his sense of existence is not high.

Three years ago, everyone in the Sword House came to Gujian Lake to try their luck and look for the ancient sword left by the legendary last era.

The reason why the legend of the sword of the ancient sword lake has always had a market is not just that it has been passed down from generation to generation, but that it will exude miracles, and occasionally there will be amazing sword qi in the lake, and those who come to seek the sword are often killed here inexplicably. But after continuing to investigate carefully, he found nothing, completely inexplicable, and he didn't know where the sword qi came from.

Because of this, everyone believes that there are miracles here, but there is no force willing to stay here to find the sword, for fear of inexplicable death, so the ancient sword lake has never been chartered, but the occasional luck has never stopped over the years.

But after so many years, I still can't find anything, Cui Yuanyang has also said before that the Cui family organized people to search for it many times but couldn't find it. Cui Wenfang's intellectual and military forces are all the first in the world, and he can't find it, and others have no fun, so the larger forces have gradually given up looking for this thing, feeling that it is a waste of time.

The big forces are gone, but the people in the rivers and lakes who can't help but try their luck are still one after another. No one dares to live on the lakeside, and the Sword Lake City, which is more than ten miles away, is extremely prosperous and lively, and the number of inns and taverns and casinos is probably the best in the world, more than the capital of Jingshi, because there are too many outsiders.

This also forms a place where the forces are huge and complex, and the complexity of the situation is indeed not something that a newcomer to the rivers and lakes can play casually.

Han Wuxian was with the team at that time, of course, he just went out with his elders and brothers to see a long time, which could be regarded as a Jianghu experience organized by Jianlu. He was not popular, so he didn't have a partner with his brothers, so he searched by the lake alone, but he accidentally met a friend.

As for whether there is any reason for this, why a person with a bad relationship is like someone else at first sight, the intelligence information of the Demon Suppression Division can't be detailed to this, after all, the person in question, Han Wuxi, will not accept your interview, so he can only be brushed aside.

The ancient sword was not found, but Han Wuxi and this friend were lucky enough to find the body of a senior who had died here, and got some swordsmanship inheritance and a sword.

As a result, the senior brother of the Jianlu met and bullied others, saying that this should be the thing of the Jianlu, whether it is a sword or a cheat.

In the end, his friend was killed, the sword was seized, and Han Wuzhi angrily tore the cheats and broke away from the sword house. Since then, he has wandered the world, becoming more silent, and making a living as a bounty hunter.

The incident is very simple, and there is no rendering in the record given by the Demon Suppression Division, just a dry explanation of the situation, Zhao Changhe can't mobilize his emotions, and secretly curious for a long time The story of Han Wuxian actually belongs to the stories that can be seen everywhere in the rivers and lakes.

But then again, this Han Wuzhi is very righteous, three years of sword testing, five entrances, Qingming sacrifice tombs, kill the enemy, it's not too fast.

Zhao Changhe couldn't help but open the wine gourd and took a sip: "Happy, such an opponent makes people look forward to it, unlike those ghosts and ghosts, even if the roads are paved along the way, they are only like flies, which is annoying." ”

After saying this, the gourd was put away, and suddenly a copper coin roared out of his hand.

In the treetops on the side of the road, someone suddenly screamed and fell down the tree.

"Do you really think that Lao Tzu is fascinated by reading, and he doesn't even know that someone is coming?" Zhao Changhe let out a long laugh and rode away: "There are knives in the sky? It's nothing more than a whetstone!"

"Whoosh!" Several sword rays burst out in front of him, and the sword qi roared sharply, piercing through the front door.

Zhao Changhe rode his horse and sprinted, reached back, and grasped the hilt of the knife that was revealing from his shoulder.

The sword arrives, and the horse arrives.

"Choke!" The dragon sparrow came out of its sheath and swept wildly.

The attacking assassins were all shocked, but how could a person dodge such a large range of knives in mid-air?

Several long swords were set up on the knife road, and a devastating sound came, the long sword was broken, and blood rained all over the sky.

The snow-stepping black stool sprinted through the severed limbs and stump arms, and the blood rain was especially behind him, and the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow was excited and screamed.

There was an assassin in front of him who wanted to make a move, but everyone was stupid when they looked at this scene, where did they dare to move?

A little farther away, it seemed that someone was ambushing left and right, pulling up a stumbling rope.

Zhao Changhe saw it with sharp eyes, turned his horse, and rushed straight to the side of the road.

Before the man could pull up the rope, the snow treadmill charged far faster than he had predicted, and before he could lift his hand, the horse was already in front of him.

More than expected blade length and attack range...... The people in the rear watched as a dark red arc crossed and "clicked" and cut in two.

Only half of the corpse remained, and the end of the tripping rope was still holding in his hand and stood there in a daze, and the snow and black horses had already rushed out more than a dozen feet away.

"It doesn't matter if you are the Blood God Sect or listening to Xuelou, or Xiao Xiaoxiao ......who grabs the horse and grabs the sword" Zhao Changhe put away the knife and jumped on the horse, laughed and left: "I don't hide my tracks along the way, I can come if I want!"

Wu Weiyang stood behind and looked into the distance, and sighed: "So brave, the first one is actually worried about the danger on his road...... This person said that he didn't want us to help, and he was afraid that he was already excited, but he was afraid that others would not be strong enough. ”

A subordinate next to him sighed: "Such a person, if he does not fall in the rivers and lakes in advance, he will inevitably dominate the world." ”“”

Wu Weiyang didn't answer, knowing the subtext of his subordinates in his heart.

The probability of falling for such a person is still relatively high...... But thinking of Zhao Changhe's careful inspection before getting on the horse just now, Wu Weiyang still felt that this person couldn't die.

Don't look at him heroic, his heart is fine, he really thinks he is a reckless man, and now his grave grass is three feet high.

"Go back and tell the first seat, I don't know if she will really come to see her in person." Wu Weiyang muttered a little puzzled: Strange, the first seat's attention to this person is also a little extraordinary.