Hearing these three familiar words, Yan Ming immediately remembered that this Ling Huisi was the character in "Liancheng Jue", and he was extremely vicious.

In the original plot, in order to obtain the Liancheng swordsmanship, Ling Huisi did not hesitate to use his own daughter as bait, and killed her, and even smeared the poison on his daughter's coffin to harm people.

Then there is no need to ask, the two people he asked to find must be Di Yun, who is known as the most miserable male protagonist of the Golden Book, and his eldest brother Ding Dian.

Thinking of Di Yun in the original book, even Yan Ming couldn't help but feel sympathy.

was pitted by the master, wronged, went to prison and became disabled, finally escaped from prison, the eldest brother Ding Dian died tragically, and found that the younger sister of the childhood sweetheart gave birth to a child to the enemy, what a tragic word!

But I didn't expect them to run to Seven Heroes Town?

Yan Ming pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked.

"Governor Ling is sure that Liancheng Jue is a sword book?"

Hearing this, Ling Huisi was slightly stunned, although he concealed it well, Yan Ming still saw the tea cup in his hand tremble slightly.

"Or else?"

Ling Huisi asked rhetorically.

Yan Ming smiled and didn't speak, but she already knew it in her heart.

It seems that this Ling Huisi didn't know that Liancheng Jue was not a sword book, but was divided into two parts: sword technique and sword technique.

Liancheng Jue itself is not a very powerful martial art, at most it is only a good swordsmanship, but the combination of swordsmanship and sword trick can find a treasure that is priceless!

The really powerful miracle is the Divine Illumination Sutra, which not only belongs to the top internal strength, but also has the effect of healing and saving people, and can even bring the dead back to life under certain conditions!

Obviously, Ling Huisi didn't know this.

He was just worried that if he found this so-called sword book, but he didn't give it to him, he casually lied and reluctantly revealed the name Liancheng Jue.

Yan Ming didn't poke it, and promised to come down on the surface.

Lou Zhixian waved his hand, and just wanted to let Yan Ming leave, when suddenly the guard standing beside Ling Huisi spoke.

"As soon as I arrived in Qixia Town today, I heard that Yan Zhukuai made a great contribution and captured the evil Shura Niu Wanshan, as far as I know, that guy is not easy to deal with, presumably Yan Zhukuai's martial arts are not weak!"

The man's face was sallow, but there was a hint of provocation in his tone.

"If Yan Zhuhai doesn't dislike it, I want to try it out and see if you have the strength to find someone for us."

"That's not necessary, it's not easy for us to fight with people."

Lou Zhixian heard about it and preemptively refused.

But before the words fell, this person moved suddenly.

This is in the house, the place is small, and the dodge space is limited, and when Lou Zhixian sees it clearly, the other party has reached the corner of Yan Ming's forehead.

"Whew!"

The screeching sound of the splitting palm fell, but all it touched was air.

Yan Ming stepped out at will, but his figure was strangely behind his side.

This person hurriedly waved his palm and struck, but as soon as the corner of his eye broke, Yan Ming actually trampled up, and his trajectory was completely unreasonable.

The corner of Yan Ming's clothes hung in the empty palm, but in the line of sight, there was no Yan Ming's figure.

The man's eyes rolled sharply, but he suddenly realized that Yan Ming's scabbard had pressed against his lower back.

A chill instantly swept through his body, causing him to freeze.

If this is in actual combat, Yan Ming has a steel knife in his hand, as long as he hands it forward, how can he have his life?

This is a crushing of strength!

Yan Ming can easily win with his body alone!

It happened in an instant, only two or three seconds before and after, and it was already distinguished.

Ling Huisi's expression also changed when he saw this.

This guard of his own is a good hand in the Qi and Blood Realm, and his hands are stained with a lot of lives, but he is not the enemy of Yan Ming?

He didn't expect that the capture of Little Seven Heroes Town would have such strength, and Yan Ming's expression changed.

"Smack!"

Next to him, Lou Zhixian slapped the table, and his face sank.

"Brother Nian, what do you mean by this?"

Ling Huisi just wanted to explain, but Lou Zhixian interrupted first.

"Although you and I have an old relationship, Lou is also a person who protects the short, Ling Zhifu, please!"

Lou Zhixian made a gesture to send off the guests.

Ling Huisi didn't dwell on it, stood up and arched his hand.

"What Ling has entrusted me, please also ask Yan Yu to bother a lot, Ling is a guest in Feilong Valley, if you find it, you can summon it at any time."

After speaking, Ling Weisi left with the guard, and when he passed by, the guard's face was still very ugly.

Lou Zhixian was obviously angry, and did not get up to send him off.

Since Yan Ming was caught quickly, he had never seen the peaceful Lou Zhixian lose his temper like this, and it was still for himself.

Seeing that the family outside led Ling Huisi away, Lou Zhixian spoke.

"Yan catches quickly, although this Ling Governor is also an official, but he is not clear with Jingzhou Shahe in private, it is not the right way, this time I can't erase the love of the same year, and I am entrusted by it, but you don't have to take this matter to heart, just deal with it casually."

Looking at Yan Ming's surprised eyes, Lou Zhixian added.

"To be a man, the most important thing is to be happy, to be clear, to be fooled, to be fooled, and to be mixed is also a kind of wisdom."

After speaking, Lou Zhixian also winked at Yan Ming.

——

Night falls, in the mountains of Cuiwei.

On a mountain peak guarded by dense jungle, a little fire faintly revealed.

This is the old nest of Black Wind Village.

A cottage stands on a high slope that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there are mountain bandits guarding outside the village, and the lights inside the fence are densely lit, and from time to time there are unbridled laughter and the painful sobs of some women.

But in the Juyi Hall in the center of the cottage, Zhao Guiyuan, the owner of the Black Wind Village, nicknamed "Bloody Hand Man Slaughter", couldn't be happy.

Zhao Guiyuan had a fierce beard on his face, and sat high at the top, leaning on a large golden wire ring knife next to him.

At this time, he was looking gloomily below, a miserable Black Wind Village bandit.

His hands were cut off, his nose was missing, and he was blind in one eye, and he was almost out of human shape.

It was the bandit who was released back by Yan Ming before.

At this time, he endured severe pain, with a crying voice, and relayed Yan Ming's words.

"The guy who asked the lord of the eagle to return the Dazhai lord to the Merriam-Webster's caravan, he will naturally put back the brother in his hands, and he also said......"

"What else did you say? chirp, say it! ”

He said that in the future, the brothers of Black Wind Village are not allowed to go to Qixia Town, otherwise, they will ...... Worse than me! ”

As soon as these words came out, the other bandits in the righteous hall stopped doing it.

"Damn, this eagle claw grandson is too deceitful, Lao Tzu wants to kill him!"

"Lord Dazhai, dare to provoke our Black Wind Village like this, I can't bear it! Now let's go pick the Seven Heroes Town! ”

"Don't be impulsive, the second boss is still in his hands!"

For a while, there was everything.

"Stop arguing!"

Zhao Guiyuan waved his hand to suppress the noise, it could be seen that his prestige was very high, and this group of thieves who didn't understand the rules instantly shut up.

Zhao Guiyuan's gaze looked to the side.

A bald monk is holding a wine jar and drinking.

He was dressed strangely, not like a monk in Middle-earth, and the placket of his dark red robe was embroidered with the logo of a blood-colored knife.

This great monk was still stepping on something, and if he looked closely, it turned out to be a woman!

Although the woman was trampled on, she almost couldn't breathe, but she tried hard to massage the monk's calves, and her expression was full of fear.

The great monk squinted at her and smirked.

"Okay, yes, it's comfortable to serve Lao Tzu, I won't eat you today!"

It's obviously a cannibalistic thing, but it's ordinary in his mouth.

All the thieves are far away from this great monk, because they know that this guy in front of them is the evil monk of the Blood Knife Sect who has recently committed many tragic cases of extermination, the Treasure Elephant Monk!

This guy is a personal disciple of the Great Snow Mountain Blood Knife Ancestor, fierce and moody, and one of his big hobbies is cannibalism!

The bandits have seen this evil monk killing, washing, cutting and cooking with their own eyes, and they are like evil ghosts, so they all avoid him.

The evil monks of the Blood Knife Gate are so rampant, I heard that the four heroes of Jiangnan "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water" are ready to encircle and suppress them with all their might.

The Treasure Elephant Monk has the strength of the Triple Heaven Peak of the Qi and Blood Realm, coupled with the advanced martial arts of the Blood Sword Sect, his strength is much stronger than that of the Lord of the Black Wind Village.

Seeing Zhao Guiyuan looking at himself, Baoxiang clapped his hands and asked the crippled thief.

"Hey, how did that little catcher fight with the second master, you can tell me carefully!"

The bandit didn't dare to hide it, and recounted the battle he had seen last night through pain.

After listening, the Baoxiang monk laughed.

"Dazhai master, the strength of this small catcher is not as good as the second master, but the light skills and knife skills are extraordinary, and they are used properly, and the second master has suffered a loss, so there is no need to be afraid."

"Dazhai mainly agrees, the big monk, I will go to Qixia Town tomorrow to get his dog's head!"

Speaking of this, the Treasure Elephant Monk licked his lips, bared his teeth, and smirked.

"I have long heard that Tong Xiangyu from Qixia Town and the shopkeeper Liu who sells rouge have a unique charm, and they must be refreshing to eat!"