At night, the lights of Hangzhou are sporadic and occasionally one or two people can be seen walking down the street with lanterns, banging gongs and shouting to the empty streets.

On the roof, Tang Qingao led a group of black-clothed people to rush the road, he had no intention of chasing Li Si again, but walked all the way to the west, this is the way back to Tangmen.

He didn't know if Li Si had any relationship with Tangmen, but this time Li Si did have the grace to guide him, although he was ruthless, he was not ungrateful.

Since the other party has his own kindness, he will not interfere in this matter again, and he will keep silent about Li Si's whereabouts.

Although the people of the Tang Sect are not famous and righteous, they are not villains who do everything.

The moonlight was shining, and Tang Qingao ran forward with light skills, and at the same time touched a flying knife on his waist and thought.

It's just that I didn't expect Li Si to have such a secret weapon in addition to light skills.

It seems that this time, those who want to round him up for no reason are going to suffer a big loss.

Thinking of this, Tang Qingao suddenly had some expectations, and even had an urge to stay and watch the play.

It will also be quite interesting to watch those self-righteous people make a fool of themselves.

However, considering that he still had to go back to the sect for retreat, he had to give up this plan for the time being.

I stopped thinking about distractions and was preparing to concentrate on my journey.

Tang Qingao suddenly frowned and stopped on an eaves.

His hand was on his waist for the first time, and his eyes looked at the other room opposite.

At the same time, behind him, more than a dozen masked people also stopped, each making a defensive appearance.

Their way was stopped by a man.

It was a man in a green robe, who didn't look very old, with a young face, born with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, so handsome.

He stood straight on the room, his hands clasped to his chest, his head bowed, and he was silent.

A green robe swayed in the evening breeze, and seven iron swords were carried behind him, all of which were collected in their sheaths, and in the cold moonlight, the light did not move.

"Iron Sword Gate ······" Seeing these seven swords, Tang Qingao had already tightened his eyes and took out a hidden weapon from his waist.

He didn't expect that even the Iron Sword Gate, which usually doesn't ask about the world, would actually come here.

"Tie Muyi. The green-robed young man clasped his hands and said his name lightly.

Sure enough, it was him.

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Tang Qingao's forehead.

If Li Si gave him the feeling that it was as ethereal as a breeze, then the young man in front of him felt like an unsheathed heavy sword.

Thick and majestic, the aura is like a mountain, even if he doesn't move, that kind of spirit still presses on his heart.

"What are you looking for our Tang Sect to do?" Tang Qingao secretly bit his lip, making himself sober, and a little blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"I heard that you are chasing the thief Saint Li Si. Tie Muyi raised his gaze slightly, and in those black and white eyes, the sword intent was immense.

"I want to ask you, where did he go?"

He didn't ask them if they succeeded, because he knew that with these people, it would be impossible to catch Li Si.

Is even the Iron Sword Gate ready to interfere?

In this way, this matter will involve many famous masters.

Tang Qingao's brows furrowed, and he secretly complained in his heart, he knew that this was the case, he would never come to participate in this matter, his martial arts were only first-class, and it was not enough for these people to stuff their teeth.

I have to say that Li Si is probably the most intimidating master of fame, which makes everyone want to try their luck.

But now, Tang Qingao also knew that it was impossible for him to get out.

Because Li Si is kind to him, no matter who asks, he will not say half a word again.

"I have no comment on this matter. ”

Tang Qingao said coldly, took half a step back, and made a posture of preparing to move.

He didn't know much about the affairs of the Iron Sword Gate, except for the famous young master of the Iron Sword Gate in front of him, he basically didn't know anything. After all, before, the Iron Sword Gate had disappeared from the rivers and lakes for several years.

So he also took it for granted that this Tie Muyi was also there to catch Li Si.

Seeing him like this, the masked man behind him also gritted his teeth and prepared for battle.

Tie Muyi looked at these people in front of him, without any expression on his face.

Seeing that he couldn't talk, he slowly raised a hand and held it on an iron sword behind his back.

"Well, it's time to advise. ”

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"Dang!"

A hidden weapon was knocked off by an iron sword with a sheath, spun around, and fell to the ground on one side.

On the side of the road, more than a dozen masked people collapsed with injuries of one magnitude or another.

"Cough!" Tang Qingao sat down in a corner, clutching his chest, coughing up a mouthful of blood, staining the clothes on his chest.

"Tread, step, step. "In the quiet streets, slow footsteps sounded.

Tie Muyi held the iron sword and walked in front of him.

Is this a master of fame, looking at Tie Muyi, who did not even have a trace of messiness, Tang Qingao gasped and thought.

At this time, he realized how much of a frog he was at the bottom of the well before.

The gap between the first-class and the famous masters is like a moat.

"Li Si. Tie Muyi held the unsheathed iron sword and said to Tang Qingao, "Where is it?"

"Huh. Tang Qingao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed dryly, still with an unconcealable anger in his eyes.

"I'm a disciple of the Tang Sect, if you have kindness, you will repay it, today Li Si is kind to me, even if you kill me, I will not reveal half a word of his news to you. ”

In front of him, the iron sword paused.

Tie Muyi, who had been expressionless, finally had some looks.

He frowned, looked at Tang Qingao and said.

"He, is he kind to you?"

"It's none of your business. Tang Qingao leaned his head against the wall, smiling with blood in his eyes.

"If you want to kill, kill it. ”

There was a silence for a while.

Suddenly, Tie Muyi withdrew the iron sword, which flipped over and retracted it on his back.

Tang Qingao was stunned, he didn't know what Tie Muyi was going to do.

And Tie Muyi stood there quietly frowning, and after a long time, he took out a money bag from his waist and threw it on the ground.

"What is this?" asked Tang Qingao.

"Medical expenses. Tie Muyi said with a stiff expression.

After saying that, he left without looking back, and quickly disappeared into the night of the street.

Only Tang Qingao was left alone, sitting there stupidly for no apparent reason.

"Huh?"