As the night darkens, there are fewer pedestrians on the long street.

Two young men with huge backers behind them and advanced realms of their own realm paced leisurely on the long street, completely oblivious to the peeps hidden in the shadows.

If you don't follow the Dharma, you will naturally not take it to heart, and this is true of everything in the world.

Han Xuesi was deeply impressed by what He Qifeng had just said, and nodded: "Brother is extremely right, if the young people are as dull as the old man, what hope does the human race have?"

He Qifeng looked at the end of the long street, didn't know what he was looking at, and said after a moment of silence: "Big things can be expected, but it's not an overnight effort, let's fight the fight in front of me first." ”

Han Xuesi and He Qifeng have been getting together since they met, and after getting along for more than a year, they naturally know him very well, know what his temperament is, and try not to be noisy if he can do it, although he is not a reckless man who is brave and ruthless, but he is a master who likes to learn and is willing to do it, and before the age of eighteen, he picked out the masters of the same generation of the South China Sea factions, and he did not taste defeat.

If you want to fight, let's fight.

The two walked into a very wide house in the back street, and after knocking on the door, Han Xuesi showed a gold ingot inlaid with silver wires to form a complex pattern, and the two porters who were not weak immediately saluted after seeing it, one quickly went to report, and the other led them through the winding corridor to the brightly lit house by the artificial lake.

A middle-aged fat man dressed as a rich man quickly greeted the two young people who were led by the porter, and after saluting from afar, he laughed and said, "It turns out that the ninth prince is here, please please hurry." ”

Han Xuesi said with a smile: "Third Brother Xie doesn't have to be polite, please help me if you have something." ”

This courtyard is the branch of the gold and silver trading house in Konghou City, the gold and silver trading house is the property of Han Xuesi's sixth brother Han Jinyin, and the business involved is extremely extensive, and the semicolon is all over the major important cities of the human race countries, and it can be regarded as a big force in the secular world and the cultivation world.

The middle-aged fat man in front of him is named Xie Sanxing, the youngest son of Lao Xie, the head of the Han family, and he can be regarded as his own person, otherwise he would not let him be the master of the house in this semicolon with a very special position.

Xie Sansheng waved back from the porter, personally led the way in front, and led the two young men into the main hall, and as soon as they sat down, a pretty maid served tea and snacks.

"This is Nanhai He Gongzi, and I have exchanged posts, I want to call him brother. ”

After introducing He Qifeng, Han Xuesi picked up the teacup and tasted the tea carefully.

To be able to call the ninth prince a brother and a brother, it is definitely not an ordinary person, Xie Sansheng was in awe, hugged his fists and said: "He Gongzi is the brother of the ninth prince, that is my Xie San's master, what does He Gongzi have in the southwest of this realm, Xie San will definitely go to the soup." ”

He Qifeng clenched his fists heavily and said: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, Third Brother Xie is serious." ”

Han Xuesi put down the tea bowl and said with a smile: "Third Brother Xie, today I fought in the ring by the lake outside the city, I think you already know, this is to find out where the fifteen people who won before came from and where they live now." ”

"I've prepared it early" Xie Sanxing clapped his hands, and then said, "Present the Ding No. 43 Secret Scroll." ”

Immediately walked into a tall and thin middle-aged man in gray clothes, presented the secret scroll to Xie Sanxing, and handed it to Han Xuesi with his own hands.

The secret scroll is recorded in great detail, and the family background, the sect of the teacher, the realm cultivation, the secret skills that are good at it, the level of the realm of the escort this time, and where they live at the moment are all clearly written.

Han Xuesi's memory is amazing, and he flipped through it quickly, but he didn't miss a single detail at a glance.

He Qifeng ate a piece of dim sum, it tasted good, and ate another piece.

Xie Sanxing touched the two whiskers boredly.

It didn't take long for Han Xuesi to put the secret scroll on the coffee table, looked at Xie Sansheng and said, "Third Brother Xie, can there be detailed information about the forces in the southwest here?"

Xie Sansheng nodded and said, "Naturally, there is, and the Ninth Prince wants it now?"

Han Xuesi said: "Take the time to come over and take a look, brother, let's go." ”

Xie Sansheng sent the two of them all the way outside the gate, looked at Han Xuesi and asked, "If the little one guessed correctly, the ninth prince is going to let those fifteen people retreat?"

Han Xuesi nodded in reply.

Xie Sanxing said with a worried face: "I'm afraid this is not appropriate, those people are very promising, if they do this, there will definitely be continuous troubles in the future." ”

Han Xuesi wrote lightly: "It doesn't matter. ”

He Qifeng interjected: "Whoever is not convinced, he will be beaten until he falls." ”

The two walked not far away, Xie Sanxing looked at their backs and said, "Gongzi He is domineering, he can be a brother with our ninth prince, he is really not an ordinary person." ”

He Qifeng heard his compliment and smiled: "Third Brother Xie is a must." ”

"That's nature. ”

Han Xuesi had clearly written down all the contents on the secret scroll, and planned to go to an inn on the west side of Long Street to find a disciple of the Nanzhao Small Sect first.

The night is thicker, the lights of the long street are still bright, but there are few pedestrians.

As soon as the two of them walked down the long street, they heard someone calling for help.

In a corner, a man in black with hair grabbed the woman in red by the neck with one hand, tearing her clothes while laughing.

Beast!

He Qifeng's eyes widened angrily, and he shouted, "Beast, don't you stop?"

The man in black stopped, glanced back at them, grinned, and quickly left the plump woman in red on his shoulder.

He Qifeng immediately used his skills to chase after him, and Han Xuesi had to follow.

The man in black carried the plump woman, and he still ran fast, and the two chased until the woods by the lake outside the city to catch up.

The man in black stopped running, put the plump woman down, put his arms around her waist, kissed her fiercely on her bright red lips, and said with a smile: "Beauty, look, there are two fools here." ”

The woman in red smiled and said, "Who says it's not?" The Seventh Master tricked these two stupid geese into coming over with a little trickery, and they looked so handsome, it turned out to be useless straw bales. ”

Han Xuesi and He Qifeng glanced at each other and said with a smile: "Brother, it seems that this is the cemetery they chose for our brothers." ”

He Qifeng said coldly: "The cemetery is not fake, I don't know who to bury." ”

What kind of characters are they, how can they not even see such a clumsy performance?

The middle-aged man in black frowned and said, "What?

Han Xuesi said: "Is it very clever? This good-looking aunt was carried on your shoulder, and she didn't bother to shout for help, and it was too unprofessional." ”

The woman in red said angrily: "Who is the eldest aunt? Seventh Master, kill them quickly." ”

The middle-aged man in black had a fierce look in his eyes and said loudly: "What can you see? Anyway, you two boys are going to be buried here today." ”

He Qifeng said impatiently: "What are you doing if you want to fight, come, the master will accompany you to practice." ”

Han Xuesi said with a smile: "Brother, you play with this beast, the younger brother and this aunt are learning from each other, I don't know how the aunt's kung fu is." ”

The woman in red gave him a blank look, took two steps back and hugged a small tree with a thick bowl mouth.

The middle-aged man in black exuded a powerful aura, and pulled out a short knife from his waist, and the knife flashed, directly hitting He Qifeng's heart.

He was confident that it wouldn't be long before he could take off their heads.

The reason for this illusion is that Han Xuesi and the others have always suppressed the realm in the Izumo Primordial Realm.

The old god He Qifeng was there, the true yuan in his body was circulating rapidly, and he no longer suppressed the realm, and he pulled out a long sword out of nowhere, and lightly blocked the knife of the man in black.

The man in black failed to make a contribution with a knife, and immediately took a few steps back, looking at He Qifeng vigilantly, thinking that this kid had hidden the realm, and it seemed that he was a prickly person.

He Qifeng's long sword pointed at him and said, "The number of true elements in your body is too small, so you can also calculate the Cloud Realm?"

Qiao Qi, the man in black, is a proud disciple of the Plum Blossom Gate in Shuzhong, and his cultivation is the path of heavy exercises, and the true yuan in his body is not as good as that of a realm cultivator, but he is better than the strange exercises, and the means of pressing the bottom of the box are endless, so he still has no fear.

Han Xuesi asked on the side: "This uncle with a cloak, it's not easy for you to mix up in the Izumo realm at such an old age, isn't it a pity to die here, as long as you tell the mastermind behind the scenes, you can leave with this aunt and continue to live happily, okay?"

The man in black had a quick turn of mind, and after weighing the pros and cons, he still decided to take the risk of killing the two, if he really confessed the mastermind behind the scenes, not to mention him, even the entire Plum Blossom Gate would suffer.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's die!"

The man in black drew an arc with a short knife in his hand, and the still powerful True Yuan drew a plum blossom with the tip of the knife, and then the petals separated, and the short knife was in the middle of the petals, like a stamen. The petals formed by Zhenyuan quickly flew towards He Qifeng from different angles, and there was a sound of breaking the air, and the man in black was holding a short knife, and the target was still He Qifeng's heart.

He Qifeng's body was full of true yuan and circulated rapidly, directly ignoring the strange exercises of the man in black, and letting the petals formed by the true yuan smash all over his body, and then those petals withered and withered, scattered and invisible. When the short knife was about to get a foot closer to him, his body moved quickly, and an afterimage appeared, and after he stabilized his figure, he was holding the head of the man in black in his hand, dripping blood, but there was no blood on the long sword.

The realm is suppressed, and the head is taken in an instant.

The master's moves will never be like those described in romance novels, it takes 300 rounds of fighting to determine the winner or loser, and most of the life and death are between one or two moves.

The man in black didn't bat at his eye, he didn't know how he died, his face maintained a hideous expression when he rushed forward, and the headless corpse rushed far away before falling to the ground.

Han Xuesi shook his head, then turned his head to look at the woman in red.

Qiao Qi is her reliance, and if she is gone, how can a tree be reliable?

The woman in red leaned against a tree and said in a trembling voice, "Don't kill me, don't kill me." ”

Han Xuesi walked up to him and said, "No one wants to kill you, answer a few questions from Ben Gongzi and let you go." ”

"I said, I said it all, it was the prince of Wu'an who instructed Qiao Qiye to deal with the two sons, and I heard it with my own ears. The woman in red was probably too scared, and before Han Xuesi could ask a question, she rushed to answer.

Wu Qingzhi, the son of the king of Wu'an, has his detailed information in the secret volume, and it is reasonable for him to instigate this matter.

Han Xuesi thought to himself that he would meet him anyway, so it was better to go now.

He looked at He Qifeng, who was carrying a bloody human head, and said, "Let's go to meet the prince of Wu'an and ask him to die."