"Ahem. On the bluestone slab of the street, Tang Qingao covered his mouth and coughed and stood up.

"Maniac. Cursing in a low voice, he looked in the direction where Tie Muyi had left, with a bit of determination in his eyes.

Wait, in a few years, I will definitely cross the first-class realm, and then I will try to compete with you again.

In this world, there is really a big gap in people's talents, some people can become famous masters at the age of tens, and some people can't break through until they die, and they are still hovering in the second-rate realm at the age of more than two hundred years.

(As a point of view, I've made some changes to the question of the lifespan of practitioners in this book, which can be seen in Chapter 11.) Probably the overall life expectancy has been reduced by half, and the famous masters can only live to be about 500 years old. ）

Tang Qingao doesn't want to be the latter, he also has confidence that he will be the former.

"Let's go. Glancing at his men who were standing up with each other's arms, he turned and said, limping down the street.

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Tie Muyi was looking for Li Si, and when he heard that Li Si was being hunted down by the imperial court, he had already started to look for it, but Li Si's whereabouts had been erratic, so he had not been found.

However, unlike most people, he did not come to arrest Li Si, but to help Li Si.

The reason is that Li Si was kind to him, and that was ten years ago.

At that time, his father had just passed away, and the enemy came to make trouble at the funeral, if it wasn't for Li Si, his father probably wouldn't have been able to bury him properly.

And back then, it was also because Li Si had been secretly helping each other that the Iron Sword Gate was able to survive until now.

Otherwise, there may be no Iron Sword Gate on the rivers and lakes.

He once asked Li Si why he helped them like this, and he remembered that Li Si just replied with a smile.

Because your dad used to help me.

But Li Si didn't elaborate on the specific content, and Tie Muyi didn't ask in detail.

Almost everyone knows what happened after that, and his martial arts cultivation has improved rapidly in the past ten years.

But almost no one knows that in order to help him practice, Li Si asked for the notes of many famous masters for him.

Among them, there is even a sword spectrum of the sword demon who is alone.

You know, it was the sword book of the number one swordsman in the world, and it was difficult to see how many people on the rivers and lakes put it into their hands, and it was handed over to him so lightly at that time.

Although every time Li Si gave him the notes of those famous artists, he always smiled lightly, but Tie Muyi knew that the way to get these things must not be so simple.

So since then, he has made a plan, and he will definitely repay this kindness and spend his life to pay it back.

Whoever wants to be an enemy of Li Si must first step on his sword.

In order to be able to help Li Si, he practiced sword day and night, and finally, a year ago, he broke through to the realm of becoming a famous master.

After that, he challenged the famous people from all over the world, so that everyone in the rivers and lakes knew him Tie Muyi.

Now he should be able to help Li Si.

Tie Muyi thinks so.

So this time, he came with a sword on his back.

Even if he wants to be the enemy of the whole world, he is coming.

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When the people of Changle Gate woke up in front of the inn, it was noon.

The city's captors have arrived and are ready to take them to their cells.

Because he was in a bit of a hurry when he went to find Bai Yao'er in the morning, Li Si shot harder when he knocked them unconscious.

They were so faint for a long time that they blocked the road.

They were arrested on charges of gathering a crowd to make trouble, and they were put back in their cells and imprisoned.

At night, the head of Changlemen squatted in his cell in prison clothes, the straw on the ground was dry and smelly, and his face was cold and black.

Looking at the crescent moon outside the barred window of the cell, he thought hatefully,

Li Si, don't think this is the end of it.

After all, this time it was not him who was involved in this matter, but the entire Changle Gate.

When he went out, he passed the news to the above, and asked the people above to send people to arrest Li Si, and he would definitely not let Li Si have a good time.

Just when this Changle was thinking about how to report to the above after he went out.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the cell.

"Who are you!?"

"Stop!"

There was a sound of swords clashing, and then there was a quick silence.

Caught up and knocked unconscious to the ground.

An iron sword, sheathed, flew in from the outside of the prison and slammed into a wall.

A young man in a green robe walked in with unhurried steps, he pulled out the sword on the wall, glanced around the cells in the large prison, and looked at the prisoners and asked.

"I heard that there are people from Changle Gate here, let me ask for directions, Li Si, where is it?"

The light in the cell was dim, and on the young man's back, the remaining six iron swords flickered brightly in the light of the candlelight.

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By the bonfire in the broken house, Li Si held his hands and roasted the fire, and the yellowish light of the fire illuminated his face.

Beside him was a white medicine that was gobbling up a skewer of roasted food.

"How is it?" Seeing Bai Yao'er's mouth full of oil, Li Si smiled lightly: "It's delicious, right?"

"Hmph. Bai Yao'er paused for a moment, glanced at Li Si, and snorted lightly.

Then he turned his back and continued to eat without regard to the image.

Li Si, who knew that the other party was still sulking, smiled helplessly, supported his neck, and turned his head to look out of the door of the broken house in a daze.

I don't know how long this dilapidated house has been abandoned here, there are many cobwebs on the walls, there are no spiders on the webs, and there is a thick layer of dust between the stone bricks on the ground.

Anyway, if it were a little cleaner, it would be a bit like the place where he lived when he was a child in this life.

At that time, he lived alone in the valley, and there was only such a small dilapidated house to shelter from the wind and rain.

It was also then that he learned woodcarving and carved the wooden plaque in his hand now.

Thinking of this, Li Si unconsciously took out the wooden card in his arms and put it in front of him to watch.

The woman engraved on the plaque was his wife from his previous life.

The two have known each other since they were young and have been together for the rest of their lives.

Until he was about to die in his previous life, his wife was by his side.

This is the only concern he has left, he has no children in his previous life, so he doesn't know what happened to his wife.

Whether she spends her old age in peace, and who can accompany her for the rest of her life.

Maybe she's dead now, and when she dies, will anyone accompany her?

Whenever she thought that she might die alone in loneliness, Li Si couldn't help but complain to herself why she couldn't live longer in her previous life.

If he had sent her away first, he would have been able to let go of it now.

In front of me, the wooden plaque was engraved with her appearance when the two of them met for the first time.

This appearance has been remembered by Li Si for a lifetime.

Perhaps, it will be remembered for another lifetime.