On this night, Jing Wuming walked out of Tonghumo, walked through the long alley, walked through a long street, walked through the dead of night, walked until the south of the city, and finally stopped in front of a dilapidated and decaying mansion.

In the darkness of the night, two large, bright red lanterns hung around the door, as if to guide him.

What's even more peculiar is that there are two big words written on the door, "Please come in!" ”

The door opened, and Jing Wuming walked in expressionlessly.

He knows the road here.

Because he spent a long time here when he was a teenager, practicing swords day after day, regardless of spring, autumn and summer.

He had watched this mansion go from depression and desertion to its later glory, with a cloud of guests, and then with the fall of Shangguan Jinhong, everything turned into dust.

That's right, this is the old residence of the Shangguan family.

The other party actually picked such a place.

Jing Wuming's eyes were even darker, and there seemed to be no popularity in his eyes, calm and cold, like a lonely soul.

He walked into the old house and stopped in the front yard.

In the darkness, there seemed to be no color except for the faint and dim starlight overhead, and there was no movement on all sides.

Uninhabited?

No, there are people.

It's a hot summer now, and it seems that this kind of place should be indispensable for insects, but the strange thing is that there is a faint chill in the air, hiding a murderous intention.

Suddenly, the lights came on.

In the hall more than ten zhang away in front, a lone lamp quietly lit up, illuminating a sitting figure.

The man sat on the upper seat, holding a pot in one hand and a cup in the other, and poured himself a drink.

"I've weighed it for a long time, but I still think I should come and meet you in person."

The low voice is as feminine as a woman, and as delicate as a woman.

But Jing Wuming noticed that the other party was clearly an adult man's appearance, and his skeleton was slightly larger, and his body was tall, but this person was like a woman, with grease powder, flaming red lips, and a peach-colored wide-sleeved robe.

Jing Wuming's eyes rolled slightly, but he didn't speak.

The man leaned on a Taishi chair casually and lazily, with a hosta on his head, half draped and half scattered, and said lazily: "My surname is Liu ......."

Jing Wuming's eyes froze, and he guessed the identity of the other party almost instantly, "You are from the capital?" ”

The man sat up straight and said with a smile, "I was probably still drinking in the Leopard Pavilion at this time yesterday." ”

"What about people?" Jing Wuming asked in a deep voice.

The man smiled slightly, rolled up his sleeves, and suddenly a head brush flew up on the table on the side, flew out of the main hall, and landed in front of Jing Wusheng.

It was an old woman's head, with old features, her lips and eyes closed, and she died without pain.

The man put down the wine jug, stood up and said slowly, "Speaking of which, your mother also has a lot to do with the Blue Dragon Society. At that time, Shangguan Jinhong was one of the masters of the Blue Dragon Hall, and his momentum was flourishing, so he was afraid that he would have different intentions, so the Green Dragon Society chose a woman to approach him. Shangguan Jinhong had other plans, in order to let some people relax their vigilance, he had to pretend to be confused by beauty and linger with him for several nights before he had ......"

But surprisingly, Jing Wuming's expression was always calm, without any change, and he didn't even look at the head in front of him.

Seeing this, the man stopped talking, and then asked with a smile: "It seems that you have already met your mother." ”

Jing Wuming said coldly: "You must not know that I killed her with my own hands." ”

The man stroked his palms and laughed in surprise, "Okay, I knew I couldn't fool you, but your answer still didn't make me expect it...... Sure enough, it's a good opponent, and it's not in vain that I went through it myself. Don't worry, I believe in strength, and today I can only fight, become a king and lose a villain, and life and death are fateful. ”

The coldness in Jing Wuming's eyes condensed, since he was Shangguan Jinhong's right-hand man, he must not have any ties, flaws, and opportunities to be taken advantage of.

And the last thing he can have is feelings, especially family affection.

The woman abandoned him at the beginning of his life.

Therefore, the first thing Jing Wuming did after practicing swordsmanship was to kill this person, break off his feelings and hatred, and devote himself to swordsmanship, only living for Shangguan Jinhong.

The sword on Jing Wusheng's waist trembled slightly, and he stared at the man who was coming out of the front hall, and the murderous intent in his heart was already ready to move.

If a person just blindly practices, he may be able to become a master, but he may not be able to survive to the end. If you want to become a top master, martial arts are important, but whether you can understand human nature is even more important.

Because human nature always overrides martial arts, and it is human nature that controls martial arts.

In order to lead him to the battle, this person did not hesitate to turn over his life and past, which can be regarded as unscrupulous.

So Jing Wuming knew that this trip was dangerous, but he still came.

Otherwise, if he doesn't come, this person will turn the spearhead and change it to Shangguan Xiaoxian or Shangguan Xian'er, or Lu Xiaojia, who can prevent it.

"Are you ready?" Jing Wuming asked.

The man walked out of the front hall, and when he heard the words, he said, "I'm about to learn!" ”

He raised his glass with his right hand, and dipped his finger from the cup with his left hand while talking and laughing, and then flicked his fingers, and a drop of wine had turned into the deadliest hidden weapon in the world, striking at Jing Wu's face.

But the drink suddenly flew and splashed.

Airplanes!

A sword was already in Jing Wuming's right hand, and the gray sword body was horizontal, and it naturally blocked this blow, and let out a clear sword groan.

This sword, no sword, light but not blunt, thin but not brittle, rigid with soft, rigid with tough, although it looks shoddy and simple, but it is the first sword casting master on the rivers and lakes that year, the ancient master personally cast a sharp weapon, and it is specially forged for Jing Wuming.

Although the tearstain sword is the coveted divine weapon of people in the martial arts, a supreme swordsman will only love his sword and be loyal to his sword.

Jing Wuming had already drawn his sword, and the speed at which he drew his sword was obviously not fast, or even slow, but it was just right.

At the same time as he drew his sword, Jing Wuming was already out of the sword.

There are no fancy sword skills and sword moves.

The pink-clothed man's pupils suddenly trembled, and the pores all over his body tightened, because of the flower in front of him, there was already an extra sword weapon half a foot in front of him, the tip of the sword pointed straight at hand, close at hand, and the chill was imminent.

Good fast sword.

"Good sword!"

The man grinned wildly, his black hair scattered, and his clothes flew up.

But before the blade of the sword, he suddenly saw countless drops of water vapor and dew converging out of thin air from all directions, gathering vapor into dew, gathering into water, and a layer of shallow ripples rippled from under the tip of the sword, and then extended into a huge water ball, enveloping the man in it.

Jing Wuming only held the sword in his hand, the long sword roared lonely, and above the sword body, he saw the gray mangs at first glance......

The Peerless War begins.

……

Early in the morning, before dawn, in the back garden of the main hall of the money gang.

Shangguan Xiaoxian was sitting cross-legged in the quiet room, and the cold qi around her body gathered out of thin air, making her flesh and blood become as clear as ice crystal, as if she was no longer flesh and blood, and her spirit was extraordinary and thrilling.

Ming Yugong.

People must know how to forge ahead, and people like her must always pursue progress and not have a trace of slackness.

News has already come from the rivers and lakes that Shen Tianjun's body has reappeared in the world, and it has fallen into the hands of Li Ducian.

This means that the Sizhao Divine Skill is also very likely to be born.

The Blue Dragon Club will do its best for this master, and I heard that even the prince surnamed Yang has left Beijing.

It's getting more and more lively.

Listening to the rooster's crowing outside the window and smelling the fireworks wafting in the morning breeze, Shangguan Xiaoxian withdrew his strength for no reason, opened his eyes, and his Adam's apple squirmed, and he actually felt a sense of retching, only to feel that his stomach seemed to be turning over the river and the sea.

She frowned slightly, this situation has become more and more frequent recently, no matter what the smell of food, as long as she smells it, she will feel upset in her chest, and she can't help but want to vomit.

Shangguan Xiaoxian is gifted and intelligent, and his mind is clear, so he naturally knows what this means, and he can also feel the changes in his body, with both panic and anticipation in his eyes, as well as a touch of tenderness inadvertently.

It's just that all these emotions finally turned into a low sigh, "Alas." ”

It took a long time for this strange feeling to gradually subside.

But just as Shangguan Xiaoxian was about to continue practicing, a low voice suddenly sounded in the distance, "What did you say?" ”

It was Lu Xiaojia's voice, with an unbelievable tone and unspeakable anger, almost roaring out, resounding through most of the courtyard.

Shangguan Xiaoxian's aura suddenly froze.

She could already feel an inexplicable uneasiness begin to emanate through the air, and the gangs around the main hall also panicked, shouting and shouting, as if something terrible had happened.

Soon, a rush of footsteps sounded outside the door.

"Miss!"

Liu's mother's voice trembled a little.

Shangguan Xiaoxian said in a dumb voice: "What happened?" ”

Mother Liu said in a low voice: "Deputy Gang Leader...... He's dead! ”

(End of chapter)