Wen Chuanyu's words made Zhao Wuan stunned.

"What do you mean by that?" asked Zhao Wu'an.

Under the moonlight, the young man stood leisurely in front of him, although the wooden dragon that he relied on to attack had been uprooted by Zhao Wu'an, there was no trace of loss in his eyes, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

Zhao Wu'an couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart.

In the face of Wen Chuanyu, no matter how big the advantage was, Zhao Wu'an always had a lingering feeling of jealousy in his heart. The raid in the tomb of Qingdi Township has already shown how frightening this young man's state of mind is, and he would rather let go of the large flaws on Zhao Wu'an's body, and only make a brazen attack when the sword light suddenly dims and Zhao Wu'an's dantian is lacking.

Although he was crippled at a young age, over time, Wen Chuanyu must be a stunning person who can make the entire river and lake tremble. Joining Luo Yige may be just the beginning.

Zhao Wuxin's doubts gradually deepened, and Wen Chuanyu did not take any further action, but just stood in place, a sneer on his lips.

Zhao Wu'an secretly pondered for a moment, and said tentatively: "Su Qinghe is an official errand, this trip is to go to Beijing to report on his work, if he is attacked, he will definitely not escape responsibility." Even if the Black Cloud Society wants to deal with the officials of the imperial court, it has to weigh it carefully before making a move. A little Luo Yige, dare to say that he swallows a python?"

Wen Chuanyu just laughed more and more ridiculously.

Seeing that all the words were like throwing stones into the water and there was no response, Rao is Zhao Wuan was inevitably angry in his heart.

If others are okay, it is Wen Chuanyu who is standing in front of him.

It was Wen Chuanyu who vowed to look good at him when he first saw him, Wen Chuanyu who practiced Sanfu in summer and winter, and never had a moment to rest, but still failed to inherit Luoshen's swordsmanship, and Wen Chuanyu who immediately chased him to the ends of the earth after Lin Yun died.

Rao is like this, Wen Chuanyu is still Lin Yun's nephew, even if he wants to kill Zhao Wu'an, Zhao Wu'an has never had the slightest murderous intention towards Wen Chuanyu.

The rivers and lakes are so big that they can hurt people without harming themselves. Too many people are happy with each other, and in an instant, they are facing each other in a narrow way.

In the Leaf Making Palace, the scene of snuggling up to Lin Yun with Wen Chuanyu is still vivid. In the blink of an eye, this young man did not hesitate to calculate with him.

Now, there is no point in wasting any more time, so Zhao Wuxin moved, and the six flying swords flew backwards and gradually entered the box.

"I never think it's a good decision for you to enter Luo Yige. Zhao Wu'an said word by word, "With your qualifications, no matter what you do, you will achieve great things, why bother not to change your mind." ”

"Don't you still treat this Luo Shen Sword as a treasure, and refuse to put it down!?" Wen Chuanyu suddenly roared.

Zhao Wu'an glanced at him with a complicated expression, the sleeves of his robe moved slightly, and the white clothes flashed, and he took a thunderbolt step and ran towards the direction of the inn.

Wen Chuanyu stood alone in the wilderness, silently looking at the wreckage of the wooden dragon in front of him, for a long time, gritting his teeth, a sneer came out from the depths of his throat.

Zhao Wu'an...... Zhao Wu'an...... Someday, I'll make you kneel before me and beg for mercy......"

The young man's eyes were filled with a blood-red killing intent, as if reflecting the sea of corpses and blood.

"And I'm not going to forgive you...... Absolutely not!"

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In the inn, the lobby on the first floor, which was already lit up, was already lit up. Su Qinghe sat behind the counter and looked coldly at the people in front of him.

An official seal went down, and the entire inn, from the shopkeeper who swept the hall to the painting boat girl who fell asleep with half-undressed, all shouted, and gathered in this lobby late at night, looking at each other. Jiang Lian and Zhu Yi are also impressively listed.

At the exit, there were official guards brought by Su Qinghe, and after making sure that there was no one else hiding in the inn, Su Qinghe sat down behind the counter, and his cold gaze swept over the heads of these people one by one.

Next to him, the proprietress was leaning on the table and napping with a slight frown, and the boss was full of sadness, his eyes moving back and forth between Su Qinghe and the guests, not knowing what to do.

In the middle of the night, a few bright candles were suddenly lit, and the innkeeper didn't care, but the boss, who was used to doing business, was inevitably going to suffer for a while.

This inn is open on the side of the avenue, usually receiving some Jianghu guests, and the store is willing to send a few favors. Even if they meet the shy people in their pockets, most of them also make bold statements, and after they become famous, they will repay the great favor of the shopkeeper, and very few people eat overlord meals. After all, the business is not important, and it is always not a loss.

But this official family is different. has the power in his hands, a small inn is naturally not able to fight, and he listens to the price of food and accommodation from the official, although it is indispensable, it is impossible to have another money. Now that I want to light the candle in the middle of the night, I naturally lost some candle money in vain, and there is nowhere to cry injustice.

After silently remembering everyone's appearance and characteristics, Su Qinghe spoke unhurriedly: "Everyone here ......"

With a "bang", a black-clothed official flew in front of him with half of the door panel.

"What's going on! What are you going to do to my boss in the middle of the night, surnamed Su!" Hu Buxi stood at the door with a knife, his face full of murder.

All the officials in the room drew their swords almost at the same time, and the scene suddenly became tense. Su Qinghe hurriedly stood up and ordered his subordinates: "Collect the knife, close the knife!"

He didn't like Hu Buxi very much, but he simply knew that this group of people rushed up, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to catch Hu Buxi's one-handed knife. Rather than going to die one after another, of course, it is better to be alive.

Seeing that his subordinates had all put away their knives, Su Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Hu Buxi, and when he was having a headache, he found that the fat man also quickly calmed down: "Hmm, isn't my boss here? You hid my boss?"

Although he was still unforgiving, he couldn't see much ferocious killing intent in his hand. Su Qinghe secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, Hu Buxi was not a person who could not distinguish between right and wrong, although Zhao Wu'an's disappearance made him nervous, but it would not be blamed on Su Qinghe.

Hu Buxi will come in with a big opening, most likely because he is afraid that there will be an accident in the inn, so he will set up a horse first. Since everything is still under Su Qinghe's control, he naturally doesn't need to put on a fierce posture anymore.

Su Qinghe reluctantly walked out of the counter, went to Hu Buxi's side, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "He should have left the inn and met Wen Chuanyu." ”

After all, at night, Hu Buxi didn't listen to a word of the conversation between Su Qinghe and Zhao Wu'an. Now that he heard Wen Chuanyu's three words, Hu Buxi was inevitably stunned.

Su Qinghe had to explain: "On the way here, I got the roster of Luo Yige, and Wen Chuanyu's name is also among them, so I want to use Zhao Wu'an as bait to uproot the entire Luo Yige." He should have done so, but unfortunately I couldn't keep up......"

"That's right, if you don't follow, what are you doing here?" Hu Buxi pointed at the dozens of people in the hall with a puzzled face.

Su Qinghe sighed and was about to open his mouth to explain, when another voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Lao Su, this time, you are late. ”

Su Qinghe was stunned for a moment, looking for prestige, but saw a white dress and a red box on his back, standing leisurely behind the half of the door panel that had just been blasted open by Hu Buxi.

In front of him, the two officials had already put on a defensive posture, standing two feet away from one left and one right, guarding against Zhao Wu'an.

Su Qinghe ordered: "Stand down." ”

The official retreated when he heard the sound, and Zhao Wu'an walked in leisurely, with a tired look on his face.

Rushing all the way, he fought with Wen Chuanyu for a long time in the middle of the night, running back and forth non-stop, even a second-grade master like Zhao Wu'an was inevitably a little unbearable.

A look of guilt appeared on Su Qinghe's face: "I'm sorry ......"

Zhao Wuan just waved his hand: "It's okay." You don't need to apologize when you talk to me, you just talk about the cause of the incident. ”

Su Qinghe was stunned and said, "Okay." ”

He turned to the hall of the inn and picked a seat, dozens of people sitting in twos and threes. Among them are wanderers, merchants, and little two and cooks in the inn.

Su Qinghe raised her voice to make sure everyone could hear her.

"The contemptible Su Qinghe, who served as the chief catcher of the Liangzhejiang Road, set off from Hangzhou a month ago and went to Beijing to report on his work. But this trip has another purpose, that is, to uproot the killer organization that is deeply rooted in Liangzhejiang Road, Luo Yige. Thanks to the efforts of Brother Liangzhelu, not long ago, I obtained the roster of Luo Yige. ”

He deliberately told everyone about this, what exactly he wanted, Zhao Wu'an couldn't think about it for a while, but there was at least one benefit, that is, he didn't have to bother to tell Hu Buxi anymore.

"Originally, I laid a pocket in the inn with this white-clothed layman, invited you into the urn, and then swept the pavilion master and his subordinates. Su Qinghe said lightly, "The plan was originally a temporary idea, and no one knew if it would succeed, so before that, only a small half of the brothers who came with me knew about this plan. ”

"Tonight, we did catch a fish with Zhao Jushi as bait, but unfortunately it was not the biggest one. Moreover, we were bitten by a fish. ”

Zhao Wuxin inevitably became nervous.

Su Qinghe tilted his head slightly and glanced at Zhao Wu'an.

"The roster of Luo Yige in my hand has been stolen. He said word by word.

"Before closing the net, Su had already monitored the surroundings of the inn to ensure that no one except Zhao Jushi entered or exited, so the real murderer must be hidden among you. I hope that you will cooperate with our investigation. Su Qinghe vouched in the name of the chief catcher of Liangzhejiang Road, and it was absolutely good to catch people, and it was definitely not good to miss any prisoner in Luo Yige. ”

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The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and on the official road outside Luzhou City, the young man is limping along with a dozen zhang long abandoned wooden mechanism. At the tail of the mechanism was a large magnetic block one foot square, and although he walked with difficulty, he hummed a cheerful song from time to time.

In front of him, the old man with a sword in his sleeve and a spirit in his chest stood with his sleeves folded.

"Yo, Jun Lao'er, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

There is a big difference between the ages of next year, but this young man has no awe, and greets him with a big grin.

Nie Junhuai sighed and closed his eyes, and said helplessly: "Wen Gongzi, Nie has accepted the swordsman surnamed Duan according to the agreement......

"No, no, no, since you accepted him, he won't have the surname Duan. The young man shook his head, "As for whether he is surnamed Nie or Dongfang, or something else, I don't care, and I don't want to care." ”

"Yes. Nie Junhuai bowed his head and tentatively raised his eyes: "Then what's next?"

"The play has begun, the horns are in place, it's up to them to act. The young man seemed to be tired of walking, and sat on the remnants of the wooden dragon without any scruples, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "The current Nie family should care about the male sword Baihui." ”