Pei Ye didn't chase it, the true qi that entered the body in the ribs was still there, the blood was gurgling, he lowered his head, and the silk shirt man under his feet had just lost his breath. He leaned down to pick up the long sword that the man in silk had dropped, and threw it at the first floor, piercing the throat of the fire-burning actor who had just risen.

Only then deal with the true qi of the wound.

Of course, Pei Li knew that Huan Deathlou had his own deeds in his eyes, and he didn't hide it originally, all along, his only thought was only to partially show his true combat power.

Kou Liyue is a true qi accumulation of six lives, Pei Li did not kill him with a sword of flying geese on a snowy night, but used fire and sword skills to fight.

Huan Death Lou besieged him with four high-skilled five or six life realms, and the fire and sword skills were indeed not enough, so Pei Ye exchanged his injuries for swords, and with a thrilling and abrupt attitude, he opened the biggest hole card in the silk shirt man by surprise, and after using this move, he did not show the strength to leave the escape from the actors.

Under such facts, of course, he could not be able to defeat that Mr. Zhang.

Draining the remaining true qi from the wound, Pei Ye bit the crack with true qi, tore off a cloth belt and wrapped it a few times, and tightly clamped it.

He put down his shirt and squatted down and touched the silk man—only a few grains of silver. As expected, Pei Ye jumped down from this person and stood in front of the corpse where the hat cut his throat.

The reason why he chose the sword just now was because he saw from the beginning that this person was dressed differently from the other two.

The first and third scenes are all dressed as servants in the same costumes, and the knife man is not temporarily dressed as a servant when he talks to Pei Li in the alley, the reason why it is so natural is because he lives in the courtyard in this capacity.

The same goes for grooms.

But this was not the case with the man with the sword, who wore a regular garment that could not be seen in the road, a style chosen at random in the tailor's shop. It's just that the clothes are quite new, almost like the first time they wore it, and Pei Ye even suspected that he had just changed it before he came over.

Therefore, this person should not be from this hospital, most of them came from "Mr. Zhang", either to help, or to contact the letter.

However, Huan Death Lou did take over Qi Yun not long ago, and everything was just purchased, but as a person who was running around to make contacts, would this dress be so new?

Therefore, he usually comes and goes in Xiangzhou City in another skin. And the leather must have two characteristics: first, the dress is normal and not eye-catching, so that it can shuttle through the streets and alleys at will; The second is to expose the location of the belonging, so before coming to ambush the killing, this person changed his clothes.

Pei Ye squatted down and rubbed the fabric at the corner of his clothes, now under the influence of the girl, he already has some knowledge in this area, this kind of material is not expensive or cheap, it should be available anywhere in the city, but if you think about it further, there are actually some subtle differences - in the Xicheng shop, this is the highest and most expensive batch, and in the East City, this is an ordinary mid-range material.

Huan Deathlou's purchase of regular clothes is naturally the most common kind to walk on the street, so the range of activities of this person on weekdays can be imagined.

Pei Ye was quiet for a while, jumped away from the corpse, flew up to the second floor, rummaged through the drawer cabinets, and found a map.

In the east of Xiangzhou City, there are many officials in the south and many merchants in the north, and Huan Death Lou has not long entered the city, so it is naturally too late to open up the official road, so what is the identity of Huan Death Building to become the new owner of Qiyun Chamber of Commerce?

Pei Li thought for a moment, and soon had a clue - to settle a credible identity, it must be inseparable from the cooperation of the locals. And in Xiangzhou City, the only thing that cooperated with them was naturally the Qiyun Chamber of Commerce itself.

Pei Ye put down the map, got up again and checked the drawer, and this time he found a few account books, which were extremely thick and old. Obviously, the handover between the chief stewards has been completed, and this is exactly what came from the hands of the eldest grandson.

Which merchant has an abrupt connection with Qi Yun in recent months?

Pei Li spread out several volumes of books, in fact, if you understand it, these books are very organized - outside the state, inside and outside the city, all the entries and exits are clearly classified, and in addition to the transaction records, there is also a book dedicated to the trading merchants in the city.

Pei Li's eyes lit up, and the two sides flipped through each other, most of the thirty-two large and small families in the east of the city that had a trading relationship with Qi Yun had not changed their owners in recent months, and they had not seen the owner surnamed Zhang, he swiped his fingers one by one, until he suddenly stopped on a line of newer ink.

His eyes narrowed.

Linjing Painting Pavilion.

Qi Yun has only had three transactions with this studio in the past month, namely the acquisition of "Climbing the Golden Yang Picture", "Lushui Opening the River" and "Spring Twilight of the First Year", and the three transactions are normal.

But Pei Li turned the first five pages of the book, and an earlier brief record appeared in view.

There is no head and no tail, only one sentence: "The collection of "Spring Twilight of the First Year" and other 38 paintings in the same cabinet have been sold".

It seems normal to first hand over the famous paintings that have been collected for many years to others, so that he can confirm the identity of the owner of the pavilion, and then make any transactions with the owner of the pavilion.

Out of nothing, the left hand poured into the right hand, and a profound painting pavilion appeared in Xiangzhou City.

Pei Ye smiled with satisfaction that he could see the obstacles, picked up his sword, turned over and jumped, and walked straight out into the street.

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It was dark in the depths of the day, and the faint stars could already be seen in the gray sky.

In the autumn wind, Pei Ye raised his head, this painting pavilion was bigger than he imagined. The façade is a four-storey building with a large compound behind it, and a three-story building behind it.

It's also older than he thought, apparently it was already here, but it was secretly changed owners.

At this time today, the courtyard of this Accotic Pavilion, which is located in a quiet place in the East City, has closed its doors to visitors, and although there are lights in the back building, the front door is already dark.

Pei Ye walked to the Lindian and knocked on the table: "Boss, let me ask, isn't this Linjing open today?" ”

"It's on, it's just off."

"Just off, is it the beginning of the unitary time?"

"Not almost."

"Okay, thank you."

Count the hour, and it is the time when the fleeing man arrives to tell the news.

Pei Ye walked into the alley next to him and jumped over the wall.

Looking up, the bright lights of the back building were fluttering in the evening breeze, and the courtyard was equally empty and quiet.

Pei Ye didn't do any cleaning before leaving the courtyard, let his wounds and blood accumulate on the upper floor, and made the traces of rummaging hastily, and finally untied the horse in the car, causing the hoof prints to go towards the Nancheng official mansion.

In short, what should a five-life person who was injured and didn't leave the last person behind, he made them think that they were doing.

It's better to hunt down and kill yourself than to stay here and destroy your faith.

Pei Ye stood still for a while, his nerves tensed, and like the courtyard just now, he didn't find any staring eyes.

He walked slowly to the front of the building, drew his sword with a bang, and pushed the door open with the back of his arm.

The door opened gently, and in the bright candle, the scene in the building gradually spread out from a gap to both sides, tables, tea, chairs, flowers-

Pei Li's pupils shrank suddenly, and a cold light suddenly reflected on the sword's body!

After the cold light, there was an incomparable blizzard.

It was as if the wind that had been building up for a hundred years poured out of the door the moment it was pushed open by the ignorant young man's raised arm.

The door exploded in the frenzied sword qi, and the broken wood that was scattered like a dart sharply cut the young man's face, and in the sword wind and wood waves, Pei Li's heart and lungs were tightened.

A Seven Beings who stand quietly behind the door and press the sword to the extreme!

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The unitary time is coming to an end.

The night fell completely.

The lights of the east city are bustling, after all, candles can't illuminate all the dark places, and among the scattered lights and shadows, a figure swept through the air like a swift.

Zhang He and his sword were on his back, his face expressionless.

He found the horse two blocks away, and it was immediately empty. Judging from the hoof prints, the horse had entered an aimless leisurely manner as soon as it came out of the alley, and the boy had not ridden it from the beginning.

Several people said that he was attacking the east and west and fled in the other direction, but Zhang He was noncommittal.

In fact, he had faintly sensed a trace of the temperament of this young man he had never met.

Alert, calm and decisive. Audacious and pretentious.

From the beginning, he stood on the bright side, fought all the way to the present, and those who looked at those who were stronger than him, he defeated them head-on; And in the face of an enemy that he can't fight, he thinks he can play people around.

So he must not have fled.

The ledger in the courtyard has been thoroughly turned, and if he is not right now, he must be in the Linjing Painting Pavilion.

Zhang He's toes fluttered a little on the eaves of the building, and his figure was like a shadow, and the eyes of the drinkers drinking and laughing in the window were flowering, and they turned their heads to look, but they only saw that under the night sky, the autumn wind blew the curtains.

The sky was getting darker and colder.

Zhang He fell into the courtyard of the painting pavilion, and his clothes slowly hung down.

No figure was to be seen.

The flowers and trees in the courtyard fell down, and the broken trees stuck to the ground and walls, and almost none of them were intact. This sword wind surged out from the door of the first floor, and the true qi emitted by the seven beings swept through the entire courtyard in an instant, turning everything into this situation.

"Guo Huai" really didn't have the slightest strength.

When he stayed here, Zhang He had already explained that if his people carried out the plan of diverting the tiger from the mountain, it could be known that he could not defeat the tiger; But if you dare to enter the tiger's nest, you will also have something to rely on.

Defeating the strong with the weak is nothing more than "knowing the enemy" for a long time and "defeating the enemy".

Don't give him this chance.

"Guo Huai" has always been obedient, and the strongest blow of the seven lives with mental calculation and unintentional intentions really left a splash of blood at the bottom of the stairs.

But. What about people?

The movement in the building was not hidden, and there was a slight hint of it. The sound of turning the page.

Zhang He frowned slightly, walked forward slowly, and at the first moment after entering the cave and opening the door, he stopped and paused in place.

The candles are still lit up.

The body of "Guo Huai" fell in the hall, the tables and chairs were scattered, and the blood flowed into a small Tan under his body.

Zhang He slowly raised his head and looked at the place where Sisuo came from - on the third floor, a tall young man was facing away from him, the sword box and the sword were untied and leaned against the railing, holding a booklet and slowly turning the pages.

Hearing the movement of walking, the young man turned around, his face was not smug or relaxed, but pursed his lips, and a condensed voice fell: "What is 'Dragonborn'?" ”

Zhang He didn't say a word, his eyes glanced at Guo Huai's corpse again, looked up, and stretched his fingers on the hilt of the sword.

He felt the fragility of the young man in front of him very clearly.

The clear and real five beings, every movement of his body clearly fell in his eyes, the slow movements and reactions, the fragile muscles and flesh. There was no doubt that he could tear this tissue paper apart with a single sword.

Guo Huai is certainly far inferior to himself, but in the face of such a body, how could he lose when he took the sword first?

That wonderful swordsmanship that doesn't know where it came from?

At this moment, he felt that the young man's gaze had fallen on his left ear: "You are that Mr. Zhang?" ”

Zhang He looked up at him: "Since you have this ability, why do you have to do these tricks to escape and chase?" ”

"If I don't run away, will you dare to chase after me?"

“.”

The young man looked at him: "What is the relationship between you and the Candle World Sect?" ”

Be quiet.

Bing's calm and suppressed murderous aura slowly filled the entire small building.

Zhang He did realize that he had thought of something wrong - the boy did not bump into him by accident and did not know what he was going to face.

He came to the deepest part from the beginning, and he was clearer than anyone else about his own goal, Xiangzhou Huan Death Building, just something on his way.

But this five-life. What dare to wade through the fog?

Zhang He raised his cold gaze and firmly locked on the young man upstairs.

Of course, you can only know if you make a shot.

The man slowly stretched his arms and swords, and began to set up a shop from the door, and at this point, the building was full of his true qi.

Guo Huai, whom he had reminded, was now a corpse, but he still practiced the true meaning of a lion fighting a rabbit.

With a slight horizontal swing of the long sword, the three thousand true qi in the building suddenly showed a snow-like shape, filling the entire space, and the young man upstairs looked up in shock, obviously not expecting this method.

But there was no time to surprise him, Zhang Heren and the sword had been connected into a ghostly Jiao, full of true qi for the stage, he swept the shock, and the terrifying edge of the sword was aimed directly at Pei Li.

In the airtight, facing each other, the killing sword of the Eight Beings Blended with True Qi Technique, the Five Beings stand here, and anyone is invited to see it, but it can neither be avoided nor blocked.

Then the young man's gaze on the flying snow in the building was retracted and fell on the man who swept up below.

His true qi was unmoved, his body was loose, and the only thing that could be faster than this sword was his gaze, but at the same time as his gaze, it was his raised arm.

The arm was pointed at the terrifying cultivator who was swept upwards by the frightening wind, and at the end of it were two fingers of the middle of the food.

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Kongtong.

It is only 200 miles south to Xiangzhou, but the mountain is high and foggy, and the cold night rain has been dripping at this time.

Compared with the high and cold scenery of the Tianshan Mountains, Kongtong is heavy mountains and mountains, clouds and mist around, but it is different from the heavy forests in the southwest, and the mountain shape in the northwest is more distinct, and the stone color is more obvious, so it also shows a kind of downfall.

The stone steps were soaked in the autumn rain, and the two steps slowly walked up.

"The sword idea is high, and our faction is ugly today."

"Lianghui is a hundred miles away, Yushan stone sword is strong, and Qitian only has some fur."

The man didn't answer again, and said with a smile: "Look." ”

Ming Qitian looked along and saw that on the next mountain, the figures of twenty or thirty Kongtong door clothes were still lined up and looked at.

The man sighed lightly: "One day I asked all over the Kongtong Sword, and the disciples were still convinced, this word can't be spread - the sword master has to stay overnight, and tomorrow I will go to our Sword Belly Mountain to have a look." ”

Ming Qitian didn't answer for a while, and turned his head to look north. After a breath, she retracted her gaze, nodded and smiled lightly, "Okay." ”

(End of chapter)