Chu Yanxi wantonly hugged Yuanfang and laughed bitterly and laughed at herself: "Is it?sympathize with me?you still make fun of me?make fun of what I'm suffering now?" After speaking, she looked directly at Yuanfang, and Yuanfang turned to avoid Chu Yanxi's hug, keeping her distance.

"Now that I am not Chu Yanxi in the past, my life is not up to me, and now I am really not qualified to touch Miss Yuanfang, Miss Yuanfang is the blue and white tweed of Tu'e City!" Chu Yanxi said with a sneer, and at the same time approached and looked directly at Yuanfang.

"You really aren't the you you used to be, I'm afraid you don't know yourself now!A dignified seven-foot man, you can bend and stretch, what if you fail, even if you lose everything, as long as you don't give up, you can always take it back, now at least there are Ye Chuanbei and I to help trust you, but you yourself have lost confidence, it is better to kill you with a sword in the beginning......" Yuan Fangtie said with a blushing face.

Yuan Fang saw Chu Yanxi's sneering, with self-deprecation and self-abandonment, a wave of anger surged into her heart, and she suddenly pushed Chu Yanxi away, and left in a hurry.

She knew that her life had been fixed with Chu Yanxi, she didn't care about spending a good night with Chu Yanxi, but she couldn't tolerate it, and she was even more unwilling to sleep with a decadent and self-abandoned person.

Chu Yanxi was silent alone, he knew that at the time of the martial arts competition, his injuries had not yet healed, and the competition would be a fiasco, and he would be defeated in front of the heroes and heroes of the various major sects, and he would no longer be the number one swordsman in the world, Ling Luo would be the new swordsman, and he would be famous all over the world, and in a few days it would be Ling Luo's dueling time, but Chu Yanxi no longer had enough courage to go to the appointment, Yuan Fang was self-defeating, and advanced the sword king competition, and invited all major sects, and now it cannot be changed, the sword king competition will definitely meet with swords, and this battle will be more cruel in front of the martial arts people in the rivers and lakes。

He didn't think much about it, although the injury was much better, but he couldn't use force yet, Chu Yanxi made up the bed, he had to leave to find a way to deal with it, he wanted to heal the internal injuries on his body as soon as possible, so that even if he was defeated by Ling Luo's knife in the competition, he would not be so miserable.

Chu Yanxi thought of Ouyang Gu King again, maybe Ouyang Gu King could treat his injuries as soon as possible, but Zhong Chunhui and Zhou Cang had no news at all, which made Chu Yanxi even more uneasy, Chu Yanxi also knew that the situation was not yet possible to return to Lingyun Tower, although it was close at hand, what a sad thing this incident was.

Chu Yanxi decided to take measures, not to sit still, not only to find out the whereabouts of Zhong Chunhui and Zhou Cang, but also to find out who framed him and wanted to kill him.

He left the wooden house without taking anything with him, he originally had nothing to bring, only a few dozen taels of silver that he had brought out when he left Lingyun Tower, and now there were a few taels left, but it was better than nothing.

In the early morning, although there are a lot of pedestrians in Tu'e City, but compared to other times, Chu Yanxi chose to leave early in the morning, he deliberately tattered and soiled his clothes, and scattered the cloak that was originally combed with extremely neat hair, covering half of his face, this is mainly because he is afraid that others will recognize him as the sword Venerable Chu Yanxi, and now the rivers and lakes are rumored to be in advance of the martial arts conference, and they all know that they are in alliance with Xie Qinghui of the Diancang faction, and the lord of the Hengshan Cottage, and now Xiao Jianyun, the head of the Diancang faction, has been assassinated again, so Chu Yanxi can't show his face, not to mention that at this time, not only is his skeleton sword not there, but his serious injury has not yet recovered, and he can no longer use internal force。

Second, to avoid the people who are following them, although it is not very useful, because as long as they leave the wooden house, they are in their sight, Chu Yanxi chooses early in the morning, this time they will relax their vigilance, although the road from the wooden house into Tu'e City is not long, the distance between the suburbs and the city, but I feel that someone is following, and the person who is tracking always keeps a distance from Chu Yanxi, and the stalker is not weak, sometimes it seems that there is only the sound of the wind shaking through the trees, and Chu Yanxi has always turned a blind eye.

Chu Yanxi was always ready to be attacked, but when he arrived in Rabbit City, he didn't see anyone who was following him, Chu Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the nearest inn to him- Tianya Restaurant, the inn is not luxurious, the place is not very big, on the ordinary wooden tables and chairs, most of the guests are ordinary businessmen, and some people who gather with friends to feast and drink, because it is not many guests in the morning, only a table of three drunk big men, it can be seen that they have drunk for a night, the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper and the two old men, sometimes look at the three drunks are helpless, and the other tables are a few businessmen who have just gotten up to drink a pot of hot tea and are ready to travel.

The first floor is for guests to dine and drink, the second floor is the guest room, Chu Yanxi chose one as soon as he entered, paid two silver taels to the shopkeeper, Xiao Er is an old man, took Chu Yanxi into a guest room, those mysterious people who followed Chu Yanxi saw Chu Yanxi enter the inn, and kept staring outside the inn, Chu Yanxi himself knew very well that any of his actions might be monitored, and even wondered if there was anyone in this inn to monitor him.

Chu Yanxi also had doubts about whether the Xingyi Alliance was related, but why did the Xingyi Alliance kill him, could it be for the sword king Ling Luo? He has a lot of questions, but he doesn't have the courage to believe that it is the Xingyi Alliance, in Chu Yanxi's heart, he has always been good with the Xingyi allies, once the construction capital of Lingyun Building was borrowed by Ling Bixue, the head of the Xingyi League, and it was only returned after three years, Chu Yanxi has always been grateful, Ling Bixue has not been out of the customs since he practiced the knife technique in retreat, Ling Ao often patronizes the business of Lingyun Building, and Chu Yanxi's Lingyun Tower will be chosen for major banquets, he has always been friendly and has never been in harmony, so Chu Yanxi will not suspect Xingyi Alliance without reliable evidence.

However, Ling Ao already knew Chu Yanxi's weaknesses, which was also the most unique part of Ling Ao's strategy, in Ling Ao's heart, Chu Yanxi was just a sword, a chess piece, and a martial artist, and Ling Ao admired Chu Yanxi's peerless swordsmanship.

Chu Yanxi pondered in the room for a long time, borrowed pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the inn, and wrote three letters, one to the master of Hengshan Cottage, Xiongbatian, to inform him of what happened after parting, Chu Yanxi's own assassination experience, a letter to Xie Qinghui, informing him of his assassination experience, unable to attend the funeral of the head of the Diancang Sect on time, and a letter to the Wu shopkeeper of Lingyun Tower, which probably means that no matter how much money and how much price you pay, you must find Zhong Chunhui and Zhou Cang.

Chu Yanxi hid the three letters in his sleeve, ready to find the right person to send, at noon, the number of drinking and dining guests gradually increased, Chu Yanxi bought a guest dress, dressed as a businessman, took the opportunity to leave the inn in the crowd, and cautiously crossed the west of Tu'e City all the way.

Looking for a farmhouse in Chuyanxi outside the city, the farmhouse has only three wooden houses, the yard is surrounded by a fence, the small courtyard is full of neat and neat firewood like a hill, a man is sorting out the firewood that has just been brought back, the woman is carrying the tea ready to give it to the man, seeing that the man is busy and then the tea is placed on the stone table in front of the door, and then a sixteen or seven-year-old boy comes out of the middle wooden house, holding a small puppet in his hand and running to the man.

Chu Yanxi watched quietly from behind a big tree outside the small courtyard, and Chu Yanxi decided to ask the family to help deliver the letter.