Hearing that Lu Xiaofeng actually asked if he wanted to kill him, Zhao Mingyuan immediately put away his sword, indicating that he was not hostile.

Then he asked, "Why do you think I'm going to kill you?" We have no grudges. ”

Lu Xiaofeng glanced at the corpse on the ground, as if to say, "They originally had no grudge against you." ”

Zhao Mingyuan said: "They either lied to me, or they wanted to kill me, and they all had a way to die." And you, Lu Xiaofeng, are my friend, why should I kill you? ”

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were hesitant, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't speak.

Zhao Mingyuan seemed to have guessed what he was going to say, so he said, "Why do you still think that I am the son of some Jade Rakshasa? I've already said that I'm here to meet the Jade Rakshasa for a while. ”

But at this time, Lu Xiaofeng already had scenes of bloody dramas flashing in his mind.

In order to prevent his son from becoming a gentleman, the powerful father raised his son outside since he was a child, and invited famous teachers to carefully train and teach.

It wasn't until his son became talented that he came back to take over the family business.

But the son hated his father because he didn't feel family affection since he was a child, and wanted revenge.

Fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng didn't say it, otherwise Zhao Mingyuan wouldn't know what to be angry about.

How to be so good, you have to recognize someone else as a father.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "There is another reason why I think you are the son of the Jade Rakshasa. ”

Zhao Mingyuan asked, "What is the reason?" It made you have such a strange idea. ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Just because I recognize it, this Rakshasa card is also fake." ”

What he said was naturally the piece on Hanmei's corpse, even if he died, he was still tightly held by Hanmei in his hands.

Lu Xiaofeng continued: "This Rakshasa card was created by Zhu Zhu, the 'Wonderful Boss'.

And Boss Zhu is my friend, and I know his habits very well.

Every time he fakes a fake, he likes to leave a hole in it to distinguish it from the real thing.

He never makes flawless fakes. ”

"So you see, it's a fake, too."

Lu Xiaofeng took out the jade card from Hanmei's hand and pointed it to Zhao Mingyuan, "On the reverse side of this Rakshasa card, there is a Scattered Flower Heavenly Maiden among the gods and demons of the Heavens, and the face of this Scattered Flower Heavenly Maiden is the proprietress of the boss." ”

Zhao Mingyuan said lightly: "I know." ”

Lu Xiaofeng asked in surprise, "You know?" ”

Zhao Mingyuan said: "Of course I know that my golden sword was originally created by Boss Zhu. ”

Lu Xiaofeng had long heard that Zhao Mingyuan's golden sword was built by him at a high cost and by skilled craftsmen, but he didn't expect it to be built by Zhu Zhu.

Zhao Mingyuan said: "Besides, since the Jade Rakshasa is not dead, it is not surprising that this Rakshasa card is fake." ”

This is also reasonable, and Lu Xiaofeng feels that it makes sense.

It's just that since Zhao Mingyuan knows that the Jade Rakshasa is not dead, what are you doing to grab the Rakshasa card?

Is it really for the sake of meeting the Jade Rakshasa for a while?

In his eyes, Zhao Mingyuan is not such a character.

However, if he really wants to be the leader of the Western Demon Sect. Then, there is indeed only one way to kill the Jade Rakshasa.

In that case, isn't the Rakshasa card in his hand real and real?

It's just that how did Zhao Mingyuan know that the Jade Rakshasa was not dead?

You know, even the "Three Friends of the Old Cold" of the Western Demon Sect don't know about it.

Lu Xiaofeng hesitated for a long time, and finally didn't ask.

Just because he knew that this must be Zhao Mingyuan's biggest secret, even if he asked, he wouldn't be able to get an answer.

Besides, this is not the way to be friends, and how can friends be difficult for each other.

This private room is not large, but in a short period of time, six corpses have fallen. The smell of blood is pungent, so it is naturally not suitable for a long stay.

The two of them left the Silver Hook Gambling House and walked through the long alley to the side of the street.

Now, there is a light in the east, and it seems that the sun is about to rise.

Zhao Mingyuan said: "You didn't seem to be worried about me killing people at all just now, it seems that you have the confidence to hold my sword with a finger of the spirit rhino." ”

Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly and said, "Is it that every one of you who practices swords is curious about this issue?" Not because I have the confidence to hold your sword, but because I have friends. ”

At this time, a figure walked out of the alley next to him, his snow-white clothes were spotless, and his face was as white as clothes.

The person who came was Simon Blowing Snow.

The only difference was that he didn't have a sword on him.

It is said that Ximen Blowing Snow has not been able to seal his sword since the battle with Ye Gucheng at the top of the Forbidden City.

Unexpectedly, he really stopped wearing a sword.

Zhao Mingyuan naturally knew that not wearing a sword did not mean that Ximen Blowing Snow would become weaker.

On the contrary, this shows that Ximen Blowing Snow Kendo has gone one step further and has reached the swordless realm.

In order to deal with the "Flying Jade Tiger" and the "Three Friends of the Cold Year", Lu Xiaofeng invited Ximen to blow the snow.

Today's Ximen Fuxue is already a sword god.

Ximen blows snow and his eyes are bright.

He originally thought that since the battle with Ye Gucheng, there was no one in the world who was worthy of his sword.

But now that he saw Zhao Mingyuan, Ximen Chuixue also had a fighting spirit.

Three years ago, although Ximen Chuixue had already seen Zhao Mingyuan and knew that he was skilled in swordsmanship, he didn't care about him.

Because he knew that Zhao Mingyuan was not a pure swordsman, but his weapon happened to be a sword, which was no different from practicing swords, boxing, and palms.

Today's Zhao Mingyuan is naturally still not a pure swordsman, but his strength has already made Ximen Chuixue happy.

After all, Zhao Mingyuan also uses a sword, doesn't he?

Ever since Ye Gucheng's death, he had already lost hope in a pure swordsman.

Now it's not bad to meet a master of sword practice.

Seeing Zhao Mengyuan's swordsmanship against the "Three Friends of the Cold Year", he knew that Zhao Mingyuan was more clever than the rumors in the rivers and lakes, and even if Ximen Blowing Snow was not sure of victory.

However, he was even more excited.

Unexpectedly, he hadn't seen him for more than three years, and Zhao Mingyuan's progress was so fast, which was really beyond his expectations.

However, Zhao Mingyuan's appearance looks like he is only in his twenties, almost the same as three years ago, and it is not surprising that his strength is growing rapidly.

Ximen Blowing Snow said: "Your return wind dancing willow sword is good." ”

Ximen Fuxue said that it was good, and it was naturally really good.

Seeing Ximen Fuxue staring at Zhao Mingyuan's scorching gaze, how could Lu Xiaofeng and Zhao Mingyuan not know what he was thinking.

Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly changed the topic and said to Zhao Mingyuan: "It turns out that you are the descendant of the Bashan Gu Daoist, but I guessed just now." ”

Without waiting for Zhao Mingyuan to speak, Ximen Fuxue said directly: "Let's compete with the sword!" ”

His voice was as cold and sharp as a sword.

Zhao Mingyuan didn't want to fight Ximen Fuxue here and now, so he said: "You didn't bring a sword, and I didn't carry my own sword with me. It seems that the timing is not right, let's fight again another day. ”

Simon Blowing Snow's eyes darkened. Indeed, if you can't fight in the best condition, it's not beautiful after all.

Moreover, Zhao Mingyuan is already worthy of his sword.

Simon blew the snow and said, "Then let's make an appointment, when?" ”

Zhao Mingyuan said: "How do you see how I compare with three years ago? ”

Ximen Fuxue said: "The progress is very fast, it is simply incomparable. ”

Zhao Mingyuan said: "Not bad. I'm in a period of rapid growth right now, and after a while, I might be stronger. ”

Ximen Blowing Snow's eyes lit up again, yes, it seems that Zhao Mingyuan's strength is indeed growing rapidly. It would be even better if he could fight against the stronger Zhao Mingyuan.

Simon Blowing Snow said: "How long does it take?" Will it take another three years? ”

Zhao Mingyuan frowned and said: "Actually, I don't know how long it will take, but at most, three years, not longer." ”

Simon blows the snow and says: "Okay! Three years later, we fought again. ”

Zhao Mingyuan agreed.

If after three years, he still can't beat Simon Blowing Snow, it will be really in vain his hard work.

(End of chapter)