Nie Xinglu came to Hangzhou this time, and he wanted to fight against all the masters in Hangzhou. The Heavenly Immortal Sect can only be regarded as a second-rate sect in the rivers and lakes, thanks to the blessing of the Meng family, this time the banquet is a great skill. When I entered the city of Hangzhou, I was surprised to find that the patrol of the government officers in the city was much denser. I have long heard that Hu Buxi, the head catcher of Hangzhou City, is not shallow in martial arts, and he was blinded by the officials in the city, and he was curious.

Nie Xinglu was full of energy all the way, and the pedestrians who had a little eye on the road avoided it one after another, and came all the way to the side gate of the mansion, and only a few steps after walking in, he found that there was a master in front of him.

He has always liked to talk too much nonsense before he starts, and he would rather report himself after a fight, so he started with a move to carry the water, and the giant sword swept away, bouncing through a gale in the air.

Zhao Wu'an's sword intent surged, and the Bodhisattva Man rushed towards Nie Xinglu from the right side, while the mulberry picking in the palm of his left hand spun in place, ready to go. Later, the poppy beauty who came out of the sheath was like a streamer surrounding Zhao Wu'an's side, ready to be called at any time.

Raising his hand to carry the water, in the face of the Bodhisattva's rush, Nie Xinglu returned a trick to open the mountain with a familiar way, and the Bodhisattva Barbarian blades intersected, each other's strength was not shallow, Nie Xinglu only felt a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, but Zhao Wu'an couldn't bear it, took a few steps back, and took back the Bodhisattva Barbarian with one hand.

For the opponent to be able to control the flying sword, Nie Xinglu is very novel, and many common moves have lost some value at the moment. However, Nie Xinglu has always been a warrior who fights, and the second grade realm is not in vain, after receiving the Bodhisattva Man's sword, he immediately threw it in his hand, the blade of the giant sword was heavy, and it immediately rotated in the air, and the tip of the sword drooped, pointing directly at Zhao Wu'an.

Zhao Wu'an's body qi swarmed away, and the poppy beauty and the bodhisattva stood in front of him, with a defensive posture. Nie Xinglu secretly felt funny, Hu Buxi, who was bold in the mouths of the people of Hangzhou, was still an unexpectedly cautious person.

He immediately jumped up and slapped his palm on the sword spike at the tail of Yu Huan, the soft sword spike was as straight as a hosta in an instant, and Ji Huan suddenly increased his speed and stabbed at Zhao Wu'an's head. Nie Xinglu, who was jumping in the air, also flashed suddenly, like a thunderbolt rushing straight towards Zhao Wu'an.

One before and one after, but it is two strange tricks. He didn't have the skill to control the sword, so it was already quite strange to leave the sword, and now that the sword was out of his hand, people followed closely and pounced, which was really incomprehensible.

Zhao Wu'an, who was concentrating on the sword and preparing to defend it, suddenly realized something, at that moment, he put away his double swords, stretched out his hand to hold the mulberry, did not retreat, but advanced, jumped high, barely avoided the falling sword blade, but was still cut by the spinning sword qi.

Zhao Wu'an called lightly: "Picking mulberries." ”

The mulberry picking in his hand shot out like a sharp sword, and it went straight to Nie Xinglu's door. Nie Xinglu, who was originally in his hands on the victory, was suddenly taken aback, and hurriedly retreated, hurriedly avoiding picking mulberries, but he was defenseless, and was slapped on the chest by the Bodhisattva's sword face, retreated several steps, and fell to the ground.

Zhao Wu'an was not so chic, and the sword stabbed heavily into the ground, stirring up the sand and stones, and a little poppy couldn't stop the sword qi surging at all. Zhao Wu'an, who lost his strength and fell in the air, forcibly lifted his breath again, took the poppy beauty as the foothold, and flattened the sand and fell the geese backwards, but it was still unavoidable, and he was hit by all the sword qi of the dantian, and the sea of qi in the dantian suffered a heavy shock, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Nie Xinglu turned over with a carp and said coldly: "Thank you, Your Excellency, for not killing." ”

"Your third move, you only used four successes. While he was constantly trying to breathe in the inner mansion and treat his dantian injuries, Zhao Wu'an responded lightly. If all the ten percent of his sword qi hit his body, I am afraid that now his dantian has been damaged, and it will be difficult to heal from serious injuries.

Nie Xinglu arched his hand and said: "The first type of backwater is the family's ancestral starting style, which can be called versatile. The second move was seized by Your Excellency, so you had to deal with it with a strong and heavy mountain. The third type is the thunderstorm that I have always been proud of, and I don't want to be able to see through the mystery in an instant. ”

The opening of the mountain is strong and sinking, and there is still strength left after retreating from the Bodhisattva, at this time, Zhao Wu'an's strength is temporarily falling to the downwind, and retreating and defending is a perfect strategy. And Nie Xinglu's move fell thunder, the sword came out first and the person came, if Zhao Wu'an tried his best to block back a sword, Nie Xinglu could immediately reach out and regain control of the drink, and the thunder fell again, Zhao Wu'an actually had no chance of winning.

Fortunately, Zhao Wu'an saw through it in time, and at the risk of being injured by the sword qi, he had to dodge the sword blade, and first took Nie Xinglu after the sword.

After a fight, knowing that the other party had no intention of killing, but was just learning martial arts, Zhao Wuan also put his mind at ease. He quickly remembered that he had seen the description of the sword in Nie Xinglu's hand in the list of suspects in the lonely mountain, and asked, "Your Excellency is Nie Xinglu?"

Nie Xinglu didn't hide it, nodded and said, "Exactly." When Xinglu first came to your place, he heard for a long time that Hu Zhutou's martial arts were superb, so he came to have a discussion, and he really lived up to his reputation and admired it. I hope to come back to the door in two days to ask for advice."

Zhao Wu'an was stunned and said embarrassedly: "I'm not Hu Zhutou. ”

Nie Xinglu was stunned, but he didn't expect to hit the wrong person. The small city of Hangzhou is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

"But Your Excellency is also a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes, this time you came to Hangzhou, did you also go to attend Sect Master Xiao's banquet?"

Nie Xinglu nodded at first, and then asked suspiciously: "Your Excellency is deeply hidden, it seems that you are a master in the market, Xinglu is best to compete with masters on weekdays, and you have the courage to ask for advice." ”

Nie Xinglu is a straightforward person, he has already taken the sword in front of him, and he is talking to a straight person, Zhao Wu'an does not intend to hide it, and said briefly: "My name is Zhao Wu'an, I am a layman, and I live in Jiuda Temple. ”

Looking at the young and famous swordsman in front of him with a look of surprise, Zhao Wu'an knew that there would be little trouble in the future. But speaking of which, on the day Zheng Rong died, Nie Xinglu was also on the lonely mountain. In this way, several people I met after entering Hangzhou were suspected of being inescapable.

This also includes Luo Guanhai, who is powerless, and Jiang Caiyi, who is a small jasper. Zhao Wu'an didn't suspect too much, but these three people intersected with him one after another, and faintly, Zhao Wu'an always felt that there was a clue that was describing an obvious message through the increasingly vast sea of people in Hangzhou.

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When Zhao Wu'an and Nie Xinglu, who were mistaken for Hu Buxi, were fighting, Hu Buxi, who was in good shape, had already gone to the hospital to take the medicine according to the prescription, boiled it himself, and brought it to Qiao Xi.

Although her adoptive father died and was grieving, Qiao Xi was obviously not a willful girl, and she was very cooperative in the face of the investigation and questioning of the officials, even if Hu Buxi's actions made her very uncomfortable, after all, she still lived under someone else's roof. Hu Buxi came to knock on the door in person, and she could only helplessly give the head of the two Zhejiang generals this face. After all, it's just a female stream, and in this world, I'm afraid no one can be angry for her.

Qiao Xi didn't dare to go back to the island where Zheng Rong died, and he had been living in the guest room of the mansion for the past two days, and he didn't know how to make up the arrears. Anyway, there are a lot of empty houses in the yamen, Hu Buxi doesn't mind that she will live forever, and he will be happy if she wants to live for the rest of her life.

Hu Buxi is also the character of opening the road and filling the bridge in the mountains, Qiao Xi and He Yanshan, in the final analysis, are the same person, he can't manage it, and he doesn't want to care about the changes, in short, he was the in-law who was married when he was a teenager, and now in front of him, his adoptive father is dead, and he is helpless, which is a great opportunity for Hu Buxi to take advantage of the situation.

Although he said that he was a little undisciplined, Hu Buxi had no temperament.

Staring at Qiao Xi and drinking a large bowl of bitter decoction, Hu Buxi nodded with satisfaction, she was still quite obedient.

After drinking the medicine, she would feel a little sleepy, Hu Buxi told Qiao Xi to lie down, tuck her feet, and put down the curtains, and then retreated to the door with the empty bowl, and said, "You have a good rest, and I will send you another bowl at night." ”

Qiao Xi wanted to speak and stopped.

Hu Buxi smiled gently, although even he felt that this smile was inexplicably a little disgusting and a little obscene.

"It's okay, I'll take care of things here, sleep at ease, nothing will happen. Hu Buxi comforted, "If something happens, any piece of fat on my body, as long as you want, I will cut it off for you." ”

Qiao Xi gave up the intention of speaking, closed his eyes a little angrily, and fell asleep peacefully.

Hu Buxi smiled, closed the door gently, walked out of the room, and stretched out with relief.

Dai Lou Sangyu stood in the courtyard, squeezed his dimple with the back of his hand, and made a shy gesture at him. Hu Buxi didn't dare to go online with this demon god who wanted to kill when he was hungry, he just shook the empty bowl in his hand and made a gesture to throw it out, but Dailou Sang Yu didn't move, and sure enough, such a threat couldn't scare Princess Miao Jiang at all.

It was dark, but it was dark late in summer, and there was still some time before nightfall, Hu Buxi thought, after all, it was summer, and if Qiao Xi had to drink a big bowl of hot medicinal soup before falling asleep at night, he might not be able to sleep all night. If she starts boiling from now on, when she wakes up in the evening, she can drink a bowl of warm medicine, although it is not cool, it is always a little more comfortable.

After making up his mind, Hu Buxi ran over to the room, and didn't care about the Dailou Sangyu who was standing in the courtyard. There are some unclear officials who passed by him, and they are still talking to each other, how can the boss like to run to the gang room recently. In this way, how can you lose weight.

The sky was dark in the courtyard, and it was quite boring to be alone, so Dailou Sang Yu jumped around in the mansion, walked a few steps, and met Zhao Wu'an who came from the back box.

Zhao Wu'an split his head and asked, "What about Hu Buxi?"

"I'm boiling medicine. Dai Lou Sangyu replied.

Zhao Wu'an nodded contemplatively. Nie Xinglu fought with him, and his blood was surging, and he couldn't wait to fight Hu Buxi again. Zhao Wu'an was not good at appeasing these young and vigorous swordsmen, so he wanted to satisfy his intentions and pull Hu Buxi out to deal with it for a while. However, Hu Buxi is busy pursuing Qiao Xi, I'm afraid he has no time to fight.

"Maybe the kid had to stay up all night screaming in front of the house. Zhao Wuan said helplessly.

Seeing Dailou Sangyu humming an out-of-tune song around the mansion, he asked suspiciously, "Are you bored?"

"Hmm. Dai Lou Sangyu replied honestly.

Zhao Wu'an knew that she didn't really like crowded places, but the case was confusing, and it was too early to leave Hangzhou, so Zhao Wu'an asked tentatively: "I'll introduce you to a sister and play together for a few days?"

Dailou Sangyu looked suspicious. Zhao Wu'an was seen as weak and gave up his plan.

He also stretched his waist like Hu Buxi just now, but his lazy style was natural, and Hu Buxi probably couldn't learn it.

"Then let that kid wait outside, I don't have time to fight with him again. Zhao Wuan yawned, "Are you hungry, let's go eat." ”

Dailou Sangyu's eyes lit up, nodded happily, and followed behind Zhao Wu'an.

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On this night, in Yuhang Town, fifteen miles away from Hangzhou City, the inn was full, and the lights were everywhere, and Meng Qianlei, the young master of the Meng family, was checking the various matters of the banquet, and he was busy.

Beside him, his sister Meng Qingxian, who had been away from him for a long time, yawned softly and said lightly: "Don't worry too much." ”

Meng Qianlei cast a puzzled look.

"Anyway, this banquet won't end safely. Meng Qingxian said softly, "Luoshen, you've actually come to Hangzhou City, haven't you?"

Meng Qianlei didn't answer, but suddenly trembled, as if he had seen an evil ghost.