Li Wuchang looked at the purple-clothed scribe with extraordinary bearing in front of him, and said with a smile: "Boy Li Wuchang, thank your seniors for their help first, and dare to ask your seniors for their names?"

"That's it!" the purple-clothed scribe waved his hand, then picked a piece of grass on the messy slope and sat down, and beckoned to Li Wuchang, motioning for him to come and sit down.

Li Wuchang walked over, sat down on the grass a foot away from the purple-clothed scribe, and secretly exercised pranayama.

It's too dangerous just now.

It happened on this small slope, when Li Wuchang was still under the small slope, he heard a loud sound from the collision of three energetic qi, followed by a series of muffled noises and screams, and gravel, dirt, and trees flew in the air.

Li Wuchang was horrified in his heart, and immediately rushed forward, before he had time to observe what was happening, he found that an aftermath was surging towards him, he had never seen that kind of true qi, it was pure black, as if it came from hell, conjuring up several black evil dragons, killing and breaking through the sky.

Immediately decided, Li Wuchang commanded four body protection true qi knives to meet them, but the qi knives all exploded inch by inch in mid-air, but the black energy was not fully neutralized, still surging towards him, and then his body was shocked back, almost fell down the small slope, the strength invaded the meridians, and he suffered internal injuries on the spot, until he stabilized his body, only to find that the purple-clothed person opposite was calmly retracted the knife back to the sheath, and grinned at him.

And Xie Bald and the other three have already died, their bodies have been chopped into pieces, and the small slope has become a mess.

Li Wuchang's stunned reckless blade sent out to hurt the enemy, needless to say, the power of Xie Bald and his ilk had to be scrambling in the face of the two, even Zhang Su and other eight-rank beginner masters had to temporarily avoid the edge, and the four swords could only barely resist the aftermath of the purple-clothed man, which shows that the martial arts of the purple-clothed man have reached a terrifying level.

Li Wuchang?...... Well, I know you, the shadow killer who has recently become famous, the captain of Zhaowu in the imperial court, the fourth son of the commander of the Praetorian Guard, and the fourth son of the commander of the Praetorian Guard, once made great contributions in Feng Yi's siege battle!" the man in purple nodded slightly.

"Hey, the kid just happened to break out of a little fame, only in the area of Feng Yi Hongnong, how dare he compare with his predecessors, the predecessors must be the famous white road heroes in the rivers and lakes, can you say it and let the kid open his ears? It also gives the kid more bragging capital in the future!" Although Li Wuchang was surprised in his heart, he was almost on his lips.

"Which white road hero do you think I am?" asked the man in purple lightly, his expression indifferent.

Li Wuchang nodded sincerely.

"Heh, I'm afraid this isn't your true words, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have been in such a hurry just now to send your three men away, you're afraid that I will suddenly kill them, right?" The man in purple debunked Li Wuchang at once.

Li Wuchang smiled.

That's true.

From the first time Li Wuchang saw the man in purple, he knew that he couldn't figure it out, and it was hard to say whether it was evil or not.

If Zhao Xun and the others are allowed to stay, in case the purple-clothed man suddenly goes berserk, it is not a joke, Li Wuchang will just pay it back, he has good work and enough experience in running, but Zhao Xun and the others will definitely not be able to outrun the purple-clothed man.

"You're a bit interesting, let's talk with me!" said the man in purple casually.

"What do you want to talk about, seniors? I still have a hand for bragging and farting!" Li Wuchang simply leaned back slightly, supported the ground with his backhand, and looked quite leisurely.

Since you can't hide, let's see the move.

"Well, you chased these three people so closely, did Wei Xian give you some death orders? Or do you just want to kill them so that you can get some credit?" asked the man in purple seriously.

Li Wuchang didn't want to reveal his name, so he didn't continue to ask, looked at Xie Bald's head, and sighed: "What order credit, the kid doesn't care, the key is that the dead bald donkey provoked me, when I was in my Zhuangzi, that dead bald donkey drove a large group of mobs to ransack my Zhuangzi with a group of masters of the Han Shui Gang." ”

After a pause, he continued: "I usually don't want to scold my villagers, but I was killed by that dead bald donkey, injured more than 200, and burned down the homes we worked so hard to build...... I thought at the time, not only to kill that dead bald donkey, but also to touch Hedong when I have the opportunity to have a good time with the Hanshui Gang! Grandma is a bear, just because of the Hanshui Gang, the land in the southwest of Feng Yi is stained red with blood, I saw many half-old children and many old people dying in front of me, I think I am not a good person, but my heart is not a taste, alas!

I don't know why, unconsciously, Li Wuchang said what was in his heart.

Hearing this, the purple-clothed man nodded slightly, and asked: "Feng Yixinan I have always been concerned about, it is indeed quite miserable, although the people of the Hanshui Gang are not a good thing, but the tragedy of Feng Yixinan should not be entirely blamed on the Hanshui Gang, right?"

Li Wuchang secretly thought, this guy can't be an old angry young man who is dissatisfied with the court, right?

sighed at the moment: "I naturally know that the imperial court also has a great responsibility, but as far as a little miscellaneous fish like me is concerned, I can't say anything, let alone that I still have a lot of." So, go with your heart!"

"Is it a?, but do you mean the grudge between you and the Zhang family?" asked the man in purple.

"Did the news spread so quickly?" Li Wuchang frowned.

"The elder was arrogant and wanted to kill the lord, and the lord fought back to dig the ancestral grave...... Heh, it's hard not to get such big news out of drinking as soon as you can, right?" said the man in purple with a smile.

Li Wuchang could only smile bitterly.

"I think you're interested in who I am, or guess?" the man in purple diverted the subject.

"Well, where is this to guess...... I have shallow knowledge, except for the masters of Chang'an City, I have only heard of so few names that can match your strength. The Canghai master of the White Horse Temple is definitely not, and the master of the Hanshui Gang is even more impossible, Zuo Qian, Nie Jin, Sikong Sheng, well, it is also unlikely, as for Xiang Kui's cowhide expert, it is definitely not. At first, I suspected that you were Su Han, the supreme master in Jiangnan, and I wouldn't veto it immediately, because he used a sword, and I had also seen the exercises and methods of Su Ming, a disciple of the Su family...... It is rumored that there are many low-key masters in Xiangyang City and Luoyang City, but I don't know much about it. Li Wuchang guessed the name of the master.

"Hahaha, you said Xiang Kui is a cowhide expert?" the man in purple laughed heartily.

"Of course, since I heard his name, he has been bragging, saying all day long that he wants to give Nie Jin of the Tianluo Gang a good look, who knows that he almost slaughtered Nie Jin, and it is clear that he is not worthy of his name!" Li Wuchang sighed.

Xiang Kui and Nie Jin did not see the decisive battle, which was a big regret for Li Wuchang.

"The Central Plains is so big, there are countless strange people, you must be that kind of character like a sweeping monk!" Li Wuchang finally guessed.

"Sweeping monk?" the man in purple seemed interested.

"It's just a story...... There is a Khitan named Qiao Feng, well, a person I admire a lot, ...... words" Li Wuchang said casually.

"Do you admire the Khitans?" the purple-clothed man raised his eyebrows.

"Don't interrupt, listen to me......" Li Wuchang waved his hand.

"Okay, okay, you go on!" the man in purple immediately shut up.

So, Li Wuchang told the story to the man in purple.

Oh, by the way, the name is Qiao Feng, although Qiao Feng is of Khitan blood, but he grew up in Middle Earth since he was a child, and has always been the leader of the world's largest gang of beggars...... Anyway, let's just say that any words praising the great hero can't be used too much on him. Qiao Feng's martial arts are the first in the world, and the eighteen palms of the dragon bombarded everything, and later met a sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple, well, that's what I want to say about the sweeping monk, he swept the floor well, and suddenly came out and fought with Qiao Feng, and then backhanded Qiao Feng's father Xiao Yuanshan and another ruthless character named Murong Bo into the command of the knocking wooden fish, shocking the Central Plains...... Well, that's the legend of the sweeping monk, isn't it?"

"Eh, although the story is told intermittently, it sounds so interesting!"

"Of course it's interesting!"

"But what's that beggar gang? Weird name. ”

"A gang of beggars, called the Beggar Gang!"

"Are you kidding? Can a gang of beggars become the largest gang in the world?"

"I also think it's a little funny, but that's what the story says, the 300,000 children of the beggar gang, the masters of the gang are like clouds, what eight bags, nine bags of elders are as fierce as tigers, and the eighteen palms of the dragon and the method of beating dogs and sticks shock the world, if all the men and horses of the beggar gang rush to the border pass, even the foreign tribes will not dare to invade!"

"I see...... What is the Shaolin Temple? Why is Qiao Feng's father surnamed Xiao? Is he also a master?"

"Hey, we're talking about the legend of the sweeping monk now, why do you care about those details?"

"But the story is very interesting!"

“...... As for Qiao Feng's father Xiao Yuanshan, he is naturally a Khitan master, quite a powerful kind, one day he took his wife and children to see the scenery or go to relatives, a group of masters in Middle-earth mistakenly thought that he was coming to Middle-earth to make trouble, so everyone went to ambush Xiao Yuanshan, and knocked Xiao Yuanshan off the cliff, that child, well, it was Qiao Feng, who led the team of monks, was taken back to Middle-earth by the monk who led the team, and handed it over to an ordinary couple at the foot of Shaolin Temple Mountain for adoption, his family name was Qiao...... I can't remember the details, but that's probably it!"

"Well, the story is a bit outlined! Don't talk about the monks who sweep the floor, and don't talk about those details, just say Qiao Feng, since he is a Khitan, the people of Middle-earth will definitely not allow him, so what happened to him in the end?"

"Hey, you're a nine-rank master, why do you like to listen to stories so much?"

"Qiao Feng's story is very interesting!"

"Okay, okay...... Qiao Feng finally returned to the Khitan, changed his surname to Xiao, called Xiao Feng, he and the emperor of the Khitan called brothers, and he also mixed up as a dean, as if he was called the dean of the Southern Academy...... No, it should be called the King of the Southern Courtyard, anyway, that's what it means, it's a big official. ”

"That's it?"

"How can this be...... Qiao Feng, the dean, was unhappy, because the Khitan Emperor always wanted to invade Middle-earth, Qiao Feng grew up in Middle-earth, and he had a deep affection for Middle-earth, and he himself was also a peace-loving person, so he tried his best to stop it, and finally committed suicide, which made the two sides retreat...... Well, this is the story of the big hero Qiao Feng. ”

"Dead?"

"Aren't the endings of great heroes usually quite tragic? If not, how can I be stunned for so long?"

"It's boring!"

“......”