On the tenth day of Song Xuan and the others' retreat, the rain still did not stop.

The rain dripped and washed away the ashes and blood.

In the rain curtain, a group of warriors were like ghosts walking in the shadows, and several afterimages flashed and came to Xiahou's corpse.

They are from Nebula Villa.

After the owner of the coffin shop here transported the body of their young master to the villa, the people in the Zhuangzi learned the news that the young master and Xiahou had been killed.

Originally, the rivers and lakes were dangerous, the cycle of fighting and fighting continued, and killing was the eternal theme of the rivers and lakes.

The Great Zhou is so big that no one can calculate how many killings and how many people die every day in the martial arts.

Dead people are too normal to do.

However, the young master of their Nebula Mountain Villa is dead, which is very abnormal!

No one cares about the death of an ordinary person, but it is the young master of a big force like them who dies, and he also dies under the protection of a martial arts master, it is too abnormal!

"Our Nebula Villa has no reputation in the rivers and lakes, and ordinary people in the rivers and lakes will only treat us as ordinary Zhuangzi."

A man in black who seemed to be the leader at the head said in a low voice: "But the real masters know what kind of force we are!" ”

Someone chimed in: "To be able to kill Xiahou, the opponent's strength must be at least at the grandmaster level, such a master, it is impossible not to know how terrible our Nebula Villa is!"

But even so, that man still killed our young master!

What do you think? ”

A woman with a graceful figure, dressed in a black tights, had a rather indifferent voice, and said in a deep voice: "Or, the other party is a cross-river dragon from another state, and I don't know our background."

Or, in the land of the Southern Song Dynasty, someone wants to challenge our status! ”

The black-clothed leader pondered for a moment, and said coldly: "Calculating the time, those few who have the title of Five Absolute Masters estimate that they should be promoted to Grandmaster."

Do you think it's possible that these people are the ones who did it? ”

The woman in black spoke: "There is a certain possibility, those people are too high-spirited and refuse to be promoted to the Grandmaster, but as long as they step into the Grandmaster Realm, they will be the top batch."

These people are indeed qualified to redivide the sphere of influence in the Southern Song Dynasty. ”

The black-clothed leader took a deep breath, "Since leaving Mingzhou, the owner of the village founded the Nebula Villa as a place of retreat, and it has been a long time since no one dared to provoke our Nebula Villa.

Over the years, most of the old-timers in our Nebula Villa have been in seclusion and have forgotten our horrors.

The death of the young master, the old owner has been really angry, it's time for this river and lake to experience what real fear is! ”

As he spoke, he gave an order, "Get moving, find the survivors of the day, and find out who killed the young master!"

Also, send two people to the Xuanyi Guard Yamen here, over the years, they have eaten so much of our filial piety, and it's time to make a difference! ”

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Jiangnan Fufucheng, Hangzhou City.

As soon as he stepped into this bustling big city, Song Xuan felt a completely different style from the imperial capital and Mingzhou.

In the imperial capital, the order is calm and oppressive.

In Mingzhou, although people in the martial arts are often seen, in crowded towns, they are basically more honest, at least they don't dare to cause trouble on the surface.

Even if you want to kill someone, you will use the banner of grievances in the rivers and lakes, and you don't dare to affect ordinary people at will.

But here is different, in this bustling city of Hangzhou, warriors seem to be the main body of the city, and almost half of the pedestrians are warriors carrying weapons.

Obviously, because of the inaction of the Xuanyi Guard in the Southern Song Dynasty, the people in the martial arts were not restrained at all, and the martial arts were extremely prosperous.

Even not long after entering the city, Song Xuan encountered two fights caused by "what do you see"!

Song Xuan wore a hat on his head, and casually glanced at the shops on both sides of the street, except for the shops that normally involve clothing, food, housing and transportation, most of the business is related to people in the martial arts.

For example, at the moment in the shop on his side, the boss was greeting Song Xuan with an eager face.

"Shaoxia, the best refined steel sword, walking the rivers and lakes, Shaoxia is sure that he won't have one?"

Song Xuan picked up the so-called Hundred Refined Steel Sword and looked at it, and asked casually, "What price?" ”

The shopkeeper laughed and said: "The young man is destined at a glance, a fixed price, a thousand taels, just make a friend!" ”

Song Xuan shook his head, "It's not worth it!" You claim to be a hundred refined steel, but in fact, the water content is a bit large! ”

"Haha, the young man is an expert at a glance, then I won't hide it from you, although this sword is flawed, it is definitely much better than the swords on the market.

If you like it, take two hundred taels! ”

Song Xuan nodded.

Behind her, Song Qian raised her hand and flipped it, and a gold leaf slipped from her sleeve and was thrown into the boss's hand casually.

"Enough, right?"

"Enough is enough!"

The shopkeeper was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "A few young heroes are sword lovers at first glance, but what else do you want to buy?" In addition to weapons, I also have all kinds of protective gear, healing medicine, hidden weapons, poisons, acacia and so on in this store! ”

Song Xuan smiled, "Shopkeeper, seeing that you are also an acquired cultivator, opening such a big store, are you really not afraid of being robbed?" ”

"Afraid of what?"

The shopkeeper said disapprovingly: "Don't look at those reckless people who dare to fight on the street at every turn, but they know very well who is easy to mess with and who can't be provoked." ”

Song Qian smiled, "Oh? So, the backstage of your store is very tough, right? ”

"That's hard, of course!"

The old shopkeeper pointed to a mark on the shop, "See, that's the mark of the White Camel Villa, my store is the property of the White Camel Villa, who doesn't want to live and dares to make trouble?" ”

"White Camel Villa?" Song Xuan was in a trance, "Western Poison Ouyang Feng? ”

The old shopkeeper said with a smug head: "This river and lake, big and big, small and small, a city like Hangzhou, can have an industry in the city, basically behind the support of the rivers and lakes."

This seems to be chaotic, but in fact, there is still order.

It's just that this order does not come from the imperial court, but from the various sects and martial arts families in the martial arts, and here, the words of the master are far more useful than the prefect or something! ”

Song Xuan nodded.

At any time, order is better than chaos for ordinary people.

Even the order established in chaos is ten times better than complete chaos.

It's just that in the Southern Song Dynasty, the so-called order was formulated by the various sects in the rivers and lakes, and after decades of development, the people here have long been accustomed to it.

But for the imperial court, this kind of situation where the forces of the rivers and lakes replace the rule of the government is a very humiliating thing.

So, Song Xuan was sent!