In the White Tiger Dart Bureau, there seems to be a wave of martial arts training. The deputy dart head An Shu carries his light dancing sword every day, and the sword dance is dancing, which has become a pleasing scenery in the White Tiger Dart Bureau. And the big boss of the White Tiger Dart Bureau is bitter, and he is pulled by Lei Banyi to practice knives every day. At first, when An Shu handed over the knife book to Lei Pengyi, Lei Pengyi was furious, saying that he had studied the knife technique for many years, how could it be as subtle as the knife book written by a little doll. It wasn't until An Shu told him the origin of this knife book that Lei Pengyi glanced at the letter suspiciously, but he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

Lei Pengyi looked at it for a long time, and An Shu saw Lei Pengyi studying the knife score so intently, smiled proudly, and didn't bother sound. Half an hour later, Lei Pengyi put away the knife and walked out without saying a word, and An Shu hurriedly followed.

Lei Pengyi found Li Yichen who was wiping the Soul Death Sword, bowed deeply to Li Yichen, and bowed to the end, Li Yichen had no waves in his eyes, and seemed to have guessed the origin of Lei Pengyi, but he did not pretend to be arrogant, and hurriedly put the Soul Sword into the scabbard and got up to help Lei Pengyi.

"Mr. Lei, what are you doing, get up quickly!" Li Yichen said and went to help Lei Pengyi's arm.

Who knew that Lei Pengyi was like an iron man who couldn't be beaten by thunder, and Li Yichen couldn't help him up at all. Lei Pengyi said in a deep voice: "Little Brother Li gave Lei a sword book like the grace of recreation, and he received my worship." ”

Li Yichen smiled, "That's just the knife book given to me by my father, I don't practice knives, it's useless to keep it, it's better to give it to Lei Deputy Darthead, otherwise this knife technique will be humiliated." ”

Lei Pengyi was not as relaxed as Li Yichen, and said with a serious face: "If you don't practice swords, you don't know the importance of a high-quality sword book to a swordsman! If I could have obtained this sword book thirty years ago, I'm afraid that my name will also be spread in this river and lake." ”

Li Yichen nodded understandingly, but in fact, he secretly slandered in his heart. How could he not know the importance of a high-quality sword book? It's just that there are many wolves and few flesh in the rivers and lakes, and there are too many martial artists, but there are only those exercises, and most of them are in the pockets of the major sects in the rivers and lakes. How can this make those rangers who have no power, no money, and no power but are bent on getting ahead? No matter how talented you are, no matter how good your roots are, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and you can still find a set of Dacheng martial arts skills by yourself?

All the superior martial arts in this world are all created by the predecessors of some masters who are on the verge of ascending to immortals, and they have never heard of someone who can create their own martial arts when they are young, and even if they are created, they are just some vulgar and tattered martial arts, and they can't be put on the table. Lei Pengyi is this kind of person, he is not bad, his talent is not bad, and the most important thing is that he can endure hardships. But there is no good knife book and a master who is willing to teach skills, if you get this casually when you are young, it is really not difficult to become famous, and it will not be old enough to live in such a third-rate dart game, maybe at this time in which official sect to be a staff guest.

"My predecessors gave me a sword, and I also used my predecessor's sword spectrum, just to return the favor, so that my predecessors would not thank me so much. Li Yichen exerted his arms and forcibly helped Lei Pengyi up.

Lei Pengyi was no longer hypocritical, and left after thanking him again. And then.... The bitter one is Anjingluo. Pulled by Lei Pengyi to practice the knife every day, An Jingluo's strength was originally on par with Lei Banyi, but after only a few days, An Jingluo felt a little more than enough and not enough. Lei Pengyi's knife technique has gradually become successful, quite majestic, and the knife qi is becoming more and more pure. A few days later, An Jingliu, who was in the same realm as Lei Banyi, was only abused, and had no power to fight back!

Half a month passed, and Lei Pengyi broke through the melting blood realm that had not been touched for several years, and entered Tongxin in one fell swoop.

There are only two months left before the March period agreed with the Chiyang Dart Bureau, and it should be a day of celebration but it can't be celebrated, and there is a trace of gloom on everyone's face, and Li Yichen is no exception, but it is not because of An Shu's marriage, but because the things he wants to inquire about are still not settled.

On this day, the White Tiger Dart Game was the same as usual, everything was going on in an orderly manner, and it was close to noon, when everyone was about to have dinner, an uninvited guest suddenly came to the dart game.

This person was dressed very strangely, wearing a night coat at noon, wearing a black gauze hat, and stepping on a pair of black boots with cloud bottoms, wrapping his whole body without any blanks. Everyone looked at the man in black in front of them in surprise, and they were all silent.

The man in black spoke lightly, his voice rough and hoarse, "Where is the master? I want to talk to him about business." ”

An Jingliu stood up with a smile, arched his hand to the man in black and said: "In Xia An Jingluo, it is the big boss of this White Tiger Dart Bureau, do you want to support the dart? ”

The tone of the man in black was still so indifferent: "I don't know how many silver darts the White Tiger Dart Bureau dares to take?"

An Jing was stunned for a moment, this is the first time someone has asked him how much silver he dares to go, and other dart owners generally ask when the dart will arrive, if it is robbed, how to compensate or bargain with themselves for the dart silver.

This person is not only dressed strangely, but also the question asked, An Jing slightly spread his hands and said with a smile: "If there is a chance, An Mou will even dare to go with the hundreds of thousands of taels of tax silver, I don't know how much your dart is worth." ”

"Huh. There was laughter behind the black gauze hat, but I don't know whether the laughter was mockery or disdain, the man in black took out a wooden box of more than ten inches from behind him and threw it to An Jingluo.

An Jingluo stretched out his hand to take the box, only to see that the box was plain, but a pale gold lock was locked on it, and he wondered: "This is the dart that Your Excellency wants to support?" An Jingluo asked so on his lips, but he secretly despised it in his heart, just such a small thing has to ask how many silver darts he dares to take, even if this box is full of gold, it is only a few hundred taels of silver, what do he dare not go.

Although An Jingluo thought so in his heart, his face was unwavering, and he arched his hand: "I don't know where Your Excellency wants to send it?

As soon as these words came out, he seemed to ask the man in black, and he was silent, looking at what he was thinking.

This Ling An Jingluo felt even more strange, a person who came to support the dart didn't know where to send the dart, wasn't this a joke with himself! For a while, An Jingliu was a little annoyed, this person didn't come to find fault?

An Jingliu was just about to speak, but the man in black took the first step and said: "Just send it to Lin'an, as for the dart silver..."

An Jingliu took the silver ticket and looked at it, Damn! This frightened An Jingluo!

The words 10,000 taels of silver were written on the silver ticket, and all five of them were 50,000 taels of silver! The White Tiger Dart Game couldn't earn 50,000 taels of silver in 20 years! This trip to the dart could earn 50,000 taels? Could it be that a pie fell from the sky and just smashed his head on An Jingluo's head?

An Jing looked at the silver ticket in his hand in a daze, trembling, and his eyes were dull. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he hurriedly raised the silver ticket and looked at the sun, only to see that there was a bright red logo in the lower left corner of the silver ticket. Look at the sunlight with this logo, this bright red logo will turn black, no one knows what is going on, this is the unique anti-counterfeiting means of Richang Qianzhuang, no one imitates it.

Sure enough, the bright red sign turned black, and these five silver tickets are all real! An Jing swallowed his saliva and stammered: "Your Excellency, you.... Are you really willing to pay 50,000 taels of silver as dart silver?"

"Why, don't you have the guts to take it?" asked the man in black in a faint voice.

"This ....." An Jingluo hesitated for a long time, don't look at what he said before, he even dared to give away tax silver, in fact, it was just a joke! A dart of tens of thousands of taels of silver, that is not a pie, it is a hammer, and if it falls, it will crush people to death! An Jingluo knows how much to eat with a big belly, and if he eats the delicacies of the mountains and seas with a small belly, he will really not be able to eat and walk away. If it were put in normal times, 50,000 taels of silver, he really wouldn't have the courage to take this next business! But now the situation is different, which father is willing to push his daughter into the fire pit? If he has this 50,000 taels of silver, An Shu's matter will be easily solved, and 50,000 taels of silver is enough to invite how many outlaws on the rivers and lakes! At that time, he will really have the strength to break the net with the Chiyang Dart Bureau, how can the Chiyang Dart Bureau dare to rob An Shu, and what will be the three-month period?

But if it fails.... Fifty thousand taels of silver is enough to bring destruction to the White Tiger Dart Bureau.