When closing the door of the inn, Mu Qing and his party passed by a butcher-looking person.

Mu Qing's footsteps paused, and his body involuntarily stiffened and straightened a little.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Chan noticed a trace of abnormality in Mu Qing's posture, and asked quietly after moving her footsteps slightly.

Mu Qingxing's eyes were slightly dark, and his neck was straight and he kept his eyes straight forward.

Just when he passed by, it was a bloody breath that was obviously invisible but strong as substance in the heartstrings.

The other party is obviously an ordinary butcher, although his body is quite strong, but his face is old and ordinary, not very arrogant, and he doesn't even have a trace of true qi escaping.

But his heartstrings still fluttered involuntarily.

This is the first time that after he was promoted to the third grade, the empathy of heaven, earth and man has been raised to a higher level, and there is a sense of danger and caution that is mysterious and mysterious.

If it weren't for the bloody air that I had experienced and breathed in hellish training all year round, I am afraid that I would not have felt the bloody breath on the other party.

So after Xiaochan asked quietly, he just shook his head slightly, and didn't turn around to look at the other party.

Liu Weirui originally looked relaxed and comfortable, and walked into the inn first, only to find that there was no one beside her after a while.

She was about to look behind her, but was stopped by Mu Qing, who was following her.

"Don't look away, just go inside. Mu Qing and Liu Weirui walked side by side and said seriously.

Outside the main street of the inn, Hu Butcher, who was about to go around to the alley in the back kitchen of the inn, looked ordinary with his eyebrows and eyes, and the light in his cold eyes was exhausted, and he quietly withdrew his gaze at the moment when he looked at Mu Qing's back.

"Did this kid find me?" he muttered to himself, turning to the point where he thought it was impossible.

It's been a long time since I've been contaminated with the smell of human blood, and the hiding of the breath has always been top-notch, and the other party shouldn't have the possibility of recognizing himself, at most because of his cautious character.

He came to such a conclusion in his heart, and when he kept walking, he had already come to the crowded alley of the back kitchen, and followed the group of people in front of him.

On the second floor of the Dangguan Inn, the shopkeeper had already cleaned up the remaining drinks and delicacies on the table on the observation deck, and re-served the wine and food to Mu Qing and his party.

The apricot blossom sake with an amber-like golden hue in the cup is a refreshing aroma and a clear mouthfeel, which is perfect for women.

But Liu Weirui tasted the wine she had in her heart, and she already felt that she didn't have much taste.

She looked at the back of the person who was standing by the wide open window of the observation deck, and asked with a slight frown, "Bloody aura?"

"Is it for the caravan again?"

As far as Mu Qing's eyes could see, he could see clearly the Qingchuan Pass he had just walked through, his slender and solid fingers gently rubbed the windowsill, and the contemplative color in his eyes flashed.

He cautiously replied: "The other party has not shown the slightest murderous intent to us for the time being, and I can detect the bloody aura on the other party's body, which is also related to my own experience." ”

"But. Mu Qing didn't like to play tricks, he turned around, met Liu Weirui's worried gaze, and said directly: "We started from the Iron Bone Village, and we have never encountered interceptions in Youyan Prefecture, and in Qingchuan Prefecture, the more the influence of the Liu family goes to Jinguan City, the greater it will be, so if the other party wants to make a move, he will only choose a place like Qingchuan Pass where you can wait for the rabbit and get out in time." ”

"Actually, it's like I'm a burden to you. Mu Qing sat back at the table, took the sake handed over by Xiaochan, and said, "Senior Sister Ning Chu also said that if there will be interceptions and killings in the future, whether it is your bastard cousin or not, it is very likely that there will be a force against me intervening in it, and this force will obviously be more dangerous than Cao Mo and the others before." ”

Liu Weirui's experience is not bad, but it is the first time to experience such a bloody thing.

She calmly analyzed for a moment, and the worry between Dai's eyebrows blurred, and said softly: "Then why don't we stop here first, wait for me to send the letter back, and ask my father to send someone to answer it." ”

Speaking of this, Liu Weirui felt a burst of fear in her heart, since the other party did it to herself, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not take action against her sick father, what if the family has already changed?

The caravan is away, and it is very rare to contact home on the way, and this time it has experienced many dangers and is trying to survive in the cracks, where is the time to send a letter and then wait for a reply?

Liu Weirui really didn't know if there would be a whirlpool that devoured everyone waiting for her in Jinguan City.

Mu Qing shook his head and said: "No, there are still too many unexpected factors like this, and it will affect the whole body, when you don't know what Jinguancheng is like, it's better not to contact Miss Weirui." ”

"Hmm. Liu Weirui looked at Mu Qing's calm expression, her heart was quiet, and she bit her silver teeth and said: "It is also said in this novel that since it is a knife to stretch out and shrink your head, it is better to face the difficulties." ”

"Pss

Xiaochan filled Liu Weirui with sake, and said with a smile: "Miss, you must not be bad in the rivers and lakes, the situation is too bad at that time, let's also learn from those heroes in the green forest, and occupy the mountain as the king." ”

Xiaochan's ridicule obviously played a big role, and Liu Weirui's face was much less worried.

Mu Qing also smiled and said: "Things won't be so bad, you guys have a good rest tonight, and I will also practice hard to consolidate my realm, not a second-grade sword cultivator or a second-grade monk with a strange number of paths, I should be able to fight." ”

Then Mu Qing thought of the painful experience in the Iron Bone Village before, and grinned bitterly: "When you go back, you can follow me as much as possible, if you encounter another poison cultivator, it is difficult to say how the rest of the caravan will be hit, and I can only do my best." ”

"It's fine. Xiao Chan thought of the guards who died in the Iron Bone Village, and said in a cold voice: "We and those people in the Iron Bone Village who escorted the caravan were originally using the relationship, and the most dangerous ones must be Mu Qing Gongzi and Miss. ”

Liu Weirui nodded and responded: "They will definitely focus on us, if we really die, it is difficult to guarantee whether the people under the caravan are dead or scattered, most of those horsemen are not the retainers of the Liu family, I do want to protect them, but they will not be so pedantic that they can't tell who is light and who is heavy, so if Mu Qing Gongzi is really in danger, don't be distracted by this." ”

Mu Qing smiled confidently: "Don't worry." ”

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"Rest assured. Butcher Hu clasped his hands to his chest and looked down at the man at his feet.

He seemed to be chatting with his nephews: "Although your brother was disrespectful to me and spilled my wine, since I enjoyed your wine and food for fifty taels of silver, I will not take your life."

Zhang Zizhen, who was originally going to the Honglu Inn, was bloodless at this time and was slumping at the feet of Butcher Hu.

Bright red blood was spilling from the corners of his pursed lips, slowly trickling down his raised jaw and dripping to the ground.

"Poof—"

couldn't hold it back, Zhang Zizhen fortunately spit out the blood in his mouth in one go.

"Who are you!"

He forced his composure as he tried to grasp his penis knife with all his might.

The horror in Zhang Zi's heart became stronger and stronger, and he wanted to grab the black iron heavy knife and support himself to stand up, but he found that the weight of 100 catties that he had long been accustomed to on weekdays seemed to have suddenly increased by a hundred times, and he couldn't hold it for a while.

He threw in the towel and asked tremblingly, "What do you want to do?"

I still remember that half an hour ago, this butcher, who had a relationship with him at the Dangguan Inn, suddenly blocked his way.

He didn't dare to be careless after many years of wandering in Xishan, and his past experience told him that once a stranger who didn't know what to follow dared to block his way so openly, there would only be two possibilities.

One is that the other party is very hard-headed and doesn't know how to write the word "death".

The second is that the other party is very confident and wants to ask himself how to write the word "death".

Since he provoked the wicked man who should be stabbed by a thousand knives in Xishan, although he and his younger brother hugged the thigh of the Xishan Lin family, Zhang Zizhen still often whispered in his younger brother's ear, and he couldn't show off when he went out.

Now that he can't even hold a knife when he falls to the ground, he once again proves that his words are very reasonable, if his younger brother is here, he will definitely pull the other party's ears and say loudly: "Look, the brother didn't lie to you." ”

It's just that Zhang Zizhen immediately trembled, and his younger brother still didn't want to be here.

He recalled the knife he had just slashed with all his strength, and slashed at the butcher in the head, but the other party didn't even dodge, and it was only when the blade split the face that he raised his right hand lightly, stretched out the two fingers that usually cut open the abdomen of the beast, and caught his divine stab very well.

Then he wanted to split down and couldn't move, and he couldn't leave when he wanted to get out, and he was directly hit by the other party's palm, and he became such a miserable appearance.

Butcher Hu did not answer Zhang Zizhen's question, let alone see the rich inner drama and micro-expressions on the faces of the people under his feet.

At this time, he was looking up at the direction of the cliff of Qingchuan Pass Canyon, although because of the two streets and alleys, there were walls blocking his view, but through the sympathy of heaven and earth, he still clearly sensed the fluctuations of the True Qi Sword Yuan that were becoming more and more entangled in that direction.

Only then did he have a thought, and said to Zhang Zizhen with a smile: "In another quarter of an hour, I think your rude brother will accompany you." ”

"What?" Zhang Zizhen was surprised, his face turned even paler, thinking that his younger brother was dying, and the meaning in the other party's words was obviously that they were together on Huangquan Road.

He really couldn't imagine that there would be two masters in a small Qingchuan Pass town, and the hope that was carefully hidden in his heart was gone.

At this time, on the edge of the cliff of Qingchuan Pass, the fluctuation of the True Qi Sword Yuan was violent, and the true intent of the sword path was pervasive, and under the sunny day after noon, it actually summoned a bit of cold moonlight.

"Boom-"

The Yuehua Sword intersected with the Sword Yuan True Qi on the Yin Sword, and the overflowing sword qi cut the moonlight that was in line with the true meaning of the sword into pieces of moonlight.

Yue Jiu's degree of condensation in the true meaning of the sword is indeed not as good as Zhang Zishan, but his True Qi Sword Yuan is enough, as the battle begins, the feeling is getting hotter and hotter, and the memory of the previous battle instantly occupies his brain, and it is a frontal blow that seems to be evenly matched, but Zhang Zishan has not been able to fight Yue Jiu on the True Qi Sword Yuan.

"Humph!" Zhang Zishan held the sword in his right hand and swung it downward, directly removing the trace of water-like cold sword qi that adhered to the Yin Sword like a maggot attached to the bones.

He and Yue Jiu used their own full strength in their first move. He could feel that the other party's combat experience was richer than his own, but the sword intent was not as pure as his own, and after intersecting with the sword qi, he immediately retreated and left Sanzhang.

He planned to take a breath, continue the operation of the True Qi Sword Yuan of the previous body, and directly serve a big dish to the other party.

Battles between sword cultivators have always been the easiest to kill.

Maybe the two sides who fought face to face at the beginning of the year really had the intention of learning from each other and sharpening their kendo, but when the fight was hot, if they did not have the intention of killing, it was not only disrespectful to the opponent, but also irresponsible for their own lives.

Therefore, many times, sword cultivation fights with each other, which is a situation of both victory and defeat and life and death.

Zhang Zishan felt the cool and condensed killing intent in the Yuejiu Sword Intent after the Yuejiu Sword Blade cut through the air, and the battle light in his eyes was burning, and he had already decided not to keep his hand anymore.

In addition to the need to consume most of the sword essence qi, the true intent of the sword must be condensed enough, only in this way can you achieve a flying blow like a comet streamer to cut off the opponent's head.

Therefore, while silently mobilizing the True Qi Sword Yuan of the mixed body, he said seriously: "There should only be this blow, please take it seriously." ”

Yue Jiu smiled slightly, as if he himself had never thought that this battle would actually reduce the kendo obstacle in his heart.

With a wave of the cold sword qi, the divine light in his eyes also lit up, intending to resist the opponent's strength with his own shortcomings.

The ninth of the nine styles of the moonfall sword technique, "Fishing for the Moon in the Water", is also the first time that it is like a new life in the wasteland, with the true meaning of the sword, and the divine will is gradually becoming complete.

"Come on, final blow. ”