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"Driving ......"

The fast horse whipped up, the blue-maned horse flew over with four hooves, ran in the dust, and walked away from the gate of Wuzhen, stepping on the bluestone slab.

When the green-maned horse passed by an inn with a flag waving in the wind, the flag was embroidered with "Gu Yuexuan", and Liu Tiansong, the young master of the Shendaomen on the back of the green-maned horse, pulled the reins and exhaled "...... control", the horse raised its front hooves, three feet off the ground, and finally stopped galloping.

"It's not too early, let's stay in this Gu Yuexuan, and take this opportunity to thoroughly investigate the whereabouts of the young man in green shirts. Liu Tiansong instructed the more than ten disciples of the Divine Sword Sect behind him.

"Yes, young master!" The more than ten disciples behind him still tightened the reins and stopped the blue-maned horse.

Liu Tiansong took the lead in flying off the horse, waved the leaf knife, and held it in his hand, and Gu Yuexuan's men came to greet and receive them, and led those green-maned horses to the stable to feed the forage.

The other guys came up and led Liu Tiansong and his party to the store with a smile, "Guest officer, do you want to stay in the store?"

"Well, I want a few upper rooms and get some good wine and food!" Liu Tiansong said to Gu Yuexuan's guy, walked to a table of eight immortals by the window, patted the dust on his body, and sat down.

The shopkeeper served the tea and poured a bowl of tea, Liu Tiansong had traveled a long way, and he was already a little thirsty and tired, so he picked up the tea bowl and took a big sip.

"Man, I want to inquire, what's going on in Guqin Ju lately?" Liu Tiansong hurriedly asked the shop guy.

Who knows, before the words were finished, the shopkeeper had already wrinkled his eyebrows and eyes, and said in great embarrassment: "Guest officer, what good food and wine do you need, the small one will come up to you immediately, and the small one will retreat first!"

Liu Tiansong noticed that there was something strange in it, and with a horizontal hand, blocking the way of the shopkeeper, Liu Tiansong lowered his eyebrows slightly, "Wait, man, what do you mean? Didn't you hear Uncle Ben's question?"

The shopkeeper said helplessly: "Guest officer, the place you asked, the small one doesn't dare to talk much!"

"What do you mean by not daring to talk more? Could it be that someone is pinching your throat and not talking to you?" Liu Tiansong was a little angry when he heard this, "Say it quickly, otherwise, Uncle Ben will make you speechless again!"

The shopkeeper was already timid and afraid, and when he heard Liu Tiansong's words, how could he dare to contradict it, "plopped" his knees weakened, fell to the ground, and hurriedly said to him: "Uncle, you spare the small one, you really can't say that the small one." ”

"Bastard minion, why can't you say it?" Liu Tiansong was furious, raised his hand and slapped it on the table, shaking the teapot a few times.

"Uncle spare your life, uncle spare your life!" The shopkeeper was so frightened that his legs were sifted through chaff, and his face turned pale.

"Ahem...... I said this guest officer, you have a lot of background, but you want to scare a shopkeeper, isn't it a bit too much? Just as Liu Tiansong was furious, an old man with an old dragon bell staggered step by step, coughing constantly as he walked.

Looking at his snow-white hair, but he was full of childish face, without the slightest sense of the vicissitudes of time, Liu Tiansong couldn't help but feel frightened, "Dare to ask the seniors who are ......"

"Uh, don't dare to be, the old man is Gu Yuexuan's shopkeeper, I don't know if the old shop guy offended the guest officer, or what's wrong?" The old man's gloomy gaze shot at Liu Tiansong, and he didn't feel fear at all.

Liu Tiansong was not clumsy, and at first glance, he saw that the so-called shopkeeper of Gu Yuexuan was not an ordinary person, so he lowered his posture, and even a little humble, stood up, bowed slightly and hugged his fists and said: "The seniors misunderstood, the juniors just asked the guys about the recent situation of Guqinju, who knew that he was scared like this." ”

"Ahem...... Guqinju?Are you asking what Guqinju is doing? Do you want to send him to death?" the old man coughed continuously and said sternly.

Liu Tiansong was stunned for a moment, this is really a strange thing, how can he inquire about Guqin Ju to be sent to death? He asked puzzledly: "Senior, what do you mean by this?"

"Because after being baptized in blood from Guqinju, how many martial arts heroes entered, no one came out alive. The old man's swishing eyes made Liu Tiansong feel a little creepy.

Could it be that Guqinju has become such a terrible place since it was destroyed a month ago?

"Seniors, please!"

"A month ago, Liu Jinfeng, the master of the Divine Sword Gate, took a group of martial arts people to wash the Guqin House in blood. But this group of martial arts people also died. Some people say that it is the handwriting of a young man in a broken sword pot and a wine green shirt, cough cough ......"

"Isn't it?"

"Ahem...... Isn't it strange that a nobody, a young man in a green shirt, can stab a hero like Liu Jinfeng to death under the sword?"

The old man coughed and said quietly.

"Oh bad old man, what nonsense are you talking about!" I don't know when, there were already three gray-robed men wearing hats standing at the door of Gu Yuexuan, and all three of them had gloomy faces, holding the same weapon-Tang Dao.

One of them was bearded, the other was thin with high cheekbones, and the rest was short and fat, with a fat head and big ears.

They wore the same bamboo hat and gray robes of special fabric, and they all looked at the old man with sharp swords.

The old man glanced contemptuously at the three men wearing hats and carrying Tang knives, and said disapprerovingly: "Three more to send to death!"

"What are you talking about, bad old man!" the bearded man took the lead, stepped forward, grabbed the old man, and roared sharply.

Liu Tiansong slapped the table, "Hugh should be presumptuous, let him go!"

"Tsk...... Brother Gongzi, is your father dead?" The thin man with high cheekbones also flashed, standing opposite Liu Tiansong, and didn't pay attention to Liu Tiansong at all.

"Bang dang!"

"Bang dang!"

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect next to Liu Tiansong all pulled out their blades, and they were about to rush forward and give these three uninvited guests a stern lesson.

Liu Tiansong waved his hand and stopped: "That's it, three bed bugs, Uncle Ben is not in the mood to pay attention to it." ”

"Stinky boy, who did you say was a bedbug?" The short and fat man also rushed over, slammed the Tang knife on the table, and shouted coldly.

Liu Tiansong was depressed these days because his own father was killed, and he met three bastards who were looking for fault, so he reached out and grabbed the leaf knife, glaring angrily, "You three might as well give it a try!"

These three men were not confused, staring at the leaf knife in Liu Tiansong's hand, in shock, they all retreated a few meters away, glanced at each other, and said in unison: "Leaf knife? Are you Liu Tiansong, the young master of the Divine Sword Sect?"

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances!" Liu Tiansong saw that they saw the leaf knife in his hand, so he let go and retreated, knowing that they knew their identity.

Because of the status of the Divine Sword Gate in the rivers and lakes, it is not in vain. Even if Liu Jinfeng, the master of the Divine Sword Gate, is dead, but Liu Tiansong, the young master of the Divine Sword Gate, is not a wine bag and a rice bag, and he has already obtained the true inheritance of Liu Jinfeng, and the deciduous knife will not be much inferior to Liu Jinfeng.