Hearing the cold answer, Dice Zhijiao smiled. This time, she smiled like a flower, like an ignorant and fearless girl. Leng Bu looked at the smile of the dice, she was so beautiful.

Thinking about it, Leng Bu's heart couldn't help but beat faster, and although his cheeks were not red, he also felt hot.

It's a little strange to be silent, he is perfect at controlling his body. But what is the strange reaction at this time?

Dice Zhijiao stood up and stretched. At this moment, her peaks and peaks were even more obvious, and when she saw it coldly, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

Fortunately, the movements of the contemporary Sword Master were not seen by Dice Zhijiao, otherwise, I am afraid that there would be a burst of ridicule.

"If Lord Sword Saint is no longer curious about the life history of the slave family, then maybe he said, why did he go and return again?"

Leng Buyu was recalled by Dice Zhijiao's words, he smiled, Dice Zhijiao saw Leng Bujiao's smile, and there was a feeling that the haze had dissipated.

But the dice didn't know that this contemporary sword master, who was called cold wood in vain, was the first time to show such a spring breeze-like smile.

Leng Buyu slowly opened his mouth and asked, "I originally wanted to ask you, where did the little brother who injured his hands and feet go." Now, there's another problem. ”

Dice Zhijiao nodded, and didn't ask why, just replied with two words: "Please say." ”

"Maybe again, why do you want me to go to the border to rob and kill Liang Boye?"

Hearing that it was this question, Dice Zhijiao couldn't help but smile, let out a long breath, and replied: "There is not much reason, the city lord thought of it, so he asked the Sword Saint to do it, so, that's it." ”

Leng Bu listened to it, but he smiled, and then said: "That's it, then this Bai Ling, can be really willful." ”

Dice Zhijiao shook her head, negating Leng Buyi's judgment of Bai Ling, she continued: "Liang Boye is dead, although the wind and waves will not become floods, but it can also make a certain part of Daye reshuffle the cards again. ”

Leng Buyu was a little incomprehensible, and his brows couldn't help frowning. Since you don't understand, instead of guessing, it's better to ask directly.

"Then, not to mention Ziwei City, Daye is missing a young talented general, what kind of remuneration can make this transaction not a loss?"

Dice Zhijiao looked cold and silent, and then there was a lamentation, regretful: "It's a pity that Liang Boye died." But, Lord Sword Saint, in addition to being a martial artist, the white jade dragon of Ziwei City, and the young elite general of my Daye, he is also an immortal cultivator. ”

Hearing that Liang Boye was an immortal cultivator, Leng Bu was even more puzzled, his brows tightened, and he asked: "Since this is the case, it should be regarded as a treasure, and what Bai Ling did did did not seem to be beneficial to Daye." ”

In response to Leng Bu's rebuttal, Dice Zhijiao nodded, actually agreeing.

Identification is identification, but her subsequent words made Leng silent and became a second monk.

"It's true, from a recent point of view, as soon as Liang Boye died, I lost a general. In the long run, Liang Boye is dead, and he doesn't dare to lie, I am Daye, at least a hundred years without worry. ”

The more Leng Buyu listened, the more he wondered, but then he thought of another thing, which was still related to the identity of Dice Zhijiao.

"So, Jia Daguan wants Liang Boye to die because of your benefactor?"

Dice Zhijiao was also puzzled, she wondered how she could suddenly say such a sentence for no reason when she was silent.

But then she thought of her benefactor, and then recalled the cold sentence, which seemed to be indeed reasonable.

But Leng Bu ignored one thing, because, even if she was dice to Jiao, she didn't know that her benefactor had the heart to chase the Central Plains.

"If you don't tell the Sword Saint the true reason today, the Sword Saint will do it?"

Leng Buhe smiled, then nodded and said, "Since I should do it at that time, I will naturally do it." ”

Dice Zhijiao also nodded and replied: "Since Lord Sword Saint is so happy, the slave family will not hide it, tell me what the slave family knows." The city owner killed Liang Boye because of the adult behind Liang Boye. ”

"The adult behind Liang Boye?"

Dice Zhijiao nodded and continued: "Naturally, the ultimate goal of the city lord is to completely disappear from the territory of Daye. ”

Leng Buyu couldn't help frowning, how could he link Liang Boye's life and death with the survival of the Hua family.

"Lord Leng doesn't know that Liang Boye's achievements today are because of that adult's training. If someone else kills Liang Boye, that's it. But it is not to be said that alone. But if a few people moved Liang Boye, then the adult would not just sit and not move. ”

The more Leng Bu listened, the more confused he became, but this contemporary sword saint was also bright, and he asked: "The Hua family, the Zhu family, and the Mo family!"

Dice Zhijiao nodded, but shook her head again. There was no need to ask again in silence, and Dice Zhijiao gave the answer: "The Hua family, and the Zhu family." If the people of the Mo family killed Liang Boye, that adult would not necessarily be angry and kill the poisonous hands of the people. ”

The more Leng Buyu listened, the more curious he became, what kind of ability did this Mo family have to crush the Hua family and the Zhu family in this matter?

"What the Mo family is capable of, the slave family doesn't know. The Mo family's sword-bearer is indeed amazing, but it doesn't make that adult scruple. ”

Leng Bu nodded silently, he quite agreed with Dice Zhijiao's words.

No matter how capable the sword master of the Mo family is, it should be in the realm of Hongmeng two or three. In this kind of realm, although it is enough to be fearless, it should not have the deterrent power in the mouth of Dice Zhijiao. Reading the Library

"So, if Bai Ling, that is, the young master of the Hua family, Hua has no intention of sending others to kill Liang Boye, the adult in your mouth will make a move against the Hua family?"

Dice Zhijiao nodded, but when she saw the fierce light in Leng Buyu's eyes, she also understood what Leng Buyu was thinking.

Dice Zhijiao couldn't help but smile, and then said: "What you think at the moment, but that adult is so capable, and the person who killed Liang Boye is you, will that adult make a move on you Duhan Tower?"

Leng Buyu thought at the moment, it was true. Being a knife in someone else's hand and becoming a scapegoat is not a fun thing.

Dice Zhijiao smiled again, this smile seemed to be funny for Leng Buyu, laughing and laughing, but he still had to explain clearly to Leng Buyu.

"In the eyes of that adult, Dusk Hanlou is just a small role. There was a story that the monk shouted to the butcher to get up, and the butcher got up to kill the cow and slaughter the sheep. In the end, it was the monks, not the butchers, who ended up in hell. Why?"

Leng Buyu listened to it, and couldn't help but feel interesting, but it was indeed the truth.

"Everything pays attention to cause and effect, Liang Boye died, and this cause originated from the city lord, that is, from the Hua family. Although the Sword Master is the ultimate executioner, what you have added is a debt of sin, not a burden to bear the consequences. Could it be that Lord Sword Saint thinks that if he adds an extra life to his hand, he will damage his Dao Xing?"

This theory, the more he listened to it, the more interesting it became, and after sneering, he said: "You say this, that adult should also be an amazing immortal cultivator." ”

Leng was silent, and the dice couldn't help but widen her eyes. But then, Dice Zhijiao's expression couldn't help relaxing, and she remembered that at the beginning, she said that Liang Boye was an immortal cultivator.

Leng Bu silently lifted the teapot again, poured himself a full cup of tea, and still drank it all, and then smiled and said: "The reason why I guessed like this is not because you said that Liang Boye is an immortal cultivator, but because, in my Dusk Cold Building, there is a Ghost Venerable." ”

After listening to the explanation, Dice Zhijiao was stunned at first, and then laughed.

Indeed, she forgot that in the Dusk Cold Building, there is a madman called Yingruge, and Yingruge, also known as the Ghost Venerable, is an immortal cultivator.

"I am messing with Brother Ying all day long, and I also know a little bit about the cause and effect that immortal cultivators pay attention to. Leng Bu put down the teacup, this time the teacup was upside down on the table, and then said, "In this way, if you say it, you can understand it completely." Liang Boye, I will retrieve his head for Bai Ling. ”

With that, Leng Buyu stood up and walked towards the staircase.

The back of the dice Zhijiao, who was already standing, made a blessing salute and said respectfully: "Slave, thank you Lord Sword Saint for the city lord." ”

Leng Buyu stopped, and Dice Zhijiao was a little puzzled, staring at Leng Buyu's back tightly.

Leng Bu didn't look back, and said: "Although it's just a guess, if your benefactor is the person I guessed, then when I come back from the border, I will definitely come to visit." ”

With that, he went downstairs without saying a word. After a while, Dice Zhijiao heard a commotion from downstairs, like a fierce wolf entering a lamb heap.

Hearing this noise, the dice snorted and laughed.

If Leng Bu saw the smile of the dice at this time, I don't know if my heart will beat faster again and my cheeks will be hot.

But even if you don't say anything, you can't see it.

Dice Zhijiao leaned to the window again, she leaned against the railing, and saw Leng Bu out of the door of the gambling house. Looking at it, the rich man of this gambling house actually smiled, like a blooming peach blossom, white and pink intertwined.

I don't know why, Dice Zhijiao couldn't help but shout downstairs, and heard her shout: "Hey, this master, come to play often when you have time, the slave family is waiting for the master." ”

The delicate voice suddenly attracted a lot of passers-by who looked up one after another.

When everyone saw a flowered dress, glamorous and charming, and the incomprehensible dice were so delicate, many men were already stuffy, their throats were dry, and they began to swallow saliva.

Similarly, many women began to look at it with disgust and disdain. During the period, I didn't say anything in my heart or whispered, but even more directly and loudly scolded.

And Dice Zhijiao didn't care at all, she propped her elbows on the railing, holding her delicate face with both hands, and staring at the man in ice blue with a smile.

The man in ice blue stopped but didn't make any more moves. On the contrary, a few people on the side who were hot and unbearable planned to walk towards the gambling house, but fortunately, they knew that the gambling color would not leave home, and persuaded their companions, so they didn't cause a joke.

Leng Buyu slowly turned around, raised his head, and looked at each other with the dice.

When he saw the delicate and beautiful smiling face, he couldn't help but freeze there. It took a while for this modern sword master to come back to his senses.

At this moment, the iceberg gradually melted, and he also smiled at the beauty. As before, this smile is like a spring breeze, which makes people sweep away the haze.

Seeing the cold smile, the upstairs dice Zhijiao couldn't help blushing, and immediately left the window and ran back to the house.

And the cold silence on the street, he began to be curious, curious about what fun there was besides martial arts.

A few years later, no one remembers the dice to the delicate, and the cold name is like thunder.

In the talented and beautiful woman, the two meet and their fates intersect, which is vividly depicted. I don't know how many tears of the ladies I have earned.

However, life is more exciting than what is in the book.

And fate, if it is unfortunate, no matter how talented the person who wrote the book is, it cannot be fully described in words.