In the future, the Northern Regions will be much more peaceful than before.

Today, in charge of most of the rivers and mountains in the Northern Regions, it is a big force in Qiuque.

I heard that it was formed by the union of the most prosperous families of the 'Kyushu Thirty-Six'.

The Wumen lineage, who was once killed by me as the head disciple of their head, is also among them.

Luckily, this time I wasn't going to kill them.

Jiang Shennong is the opponent in the Northern Regions, and I heard that the family behind it is not small.

It has ten cities in the northern region and has established itself as a country.

If memory serves, the country name should be called Qin.

I just don't know how long this Qin State, which has only risen for less than a year, can prosper.

Today's Kyushu, except for the Eastern Regions, which is relatively stable, the other regions are full of disputes.

Endless battles, endless heads, and a dynasty that alternates between the old and the new.

The temple battlefield is still like this.

The rivers and lakes are even more messy.

It is said that Jiang Shennong, the opponent, was the one who had a grudge between the two on the rivers and lakes in the northern regions when he traveled to Kyushu to taste the herbs.

This person's surname is Ying, and his single name is a nine-character name.

According to Jiang Shennong's original words, this Win Nine Cultivation is actually not weaker than me when I held the iron sword.

The point is, there is still an old monster hiding behind him.

Jiang Shennong hadn't seen the old monster's real body, but he guessed that it should be a turtle spirit.

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This is really a troubled time, and even the turtle king can become a spirit.

I've heard Master Diao say that the old guy also has a counterpart in the Northern Regions, and he is a Xuanwu.

I once asked the eagle master what Xuanwu is.

The eagle said that it was the big one.

So, I'm wondering, is it really the big Wang Ba hidden behind this win nine?

Come to think of it, but people still have to be killed.

In the rivers and lakes over the years, there is really no one who can't be killed by the iron sword.

I went all the way north from Vermilion Bird City, passing through the barren grassland, to go to Xianyang City to kill the surnamed Ying.

It's inevitable to be alone along the way.

So, I found a job as a dart master and followed a group of men who begged for a living on the tip of a knife to the north.

That way, the road won't be so boring.

This time, the bet was a live dart, a team of merchants from the south to the north.

Good fellows, men and women, young and old, there are no less than a hundred.

It's not so much a dart as it is a bodyguard.

Including me, there are only about 20 dart masters, and I think that the dart head has only just entered the innate cultivation.

I was thinking that it was a bit unsightly for them to really meet a horse thief in the wilderness.

Sure enough, after only a few days, I really encountered a gang of fierce horse thieves.

Sometimes, I really want to kick myself in the mouth.

Dugu Teddy, have you opened your mouth or what do you say?

Good spirits do not work badly.

The highest dart head is really not enough to see in front of this team of fierce horse bandits.

If someone is a ten-person leader, they can easily cut him off the horse.

Of course, he is not to blame.

I saw that the gang of horse thieves was the strongest among the ten masters, and they were actually hidden masters.

Seeing that the leaders were all cut down, this group of dart masters naturally had some self-knowledge, and they wanted to surrender without saying a word.

I shook my head, not to blame them.

In this world, except for those fools and madmen, where are there really Jianghu people who are not afraid of death.

Being alive is the greatest truth in the world.

I was about to unleash the heavy sword behind me and shoot, when I saw one of the merchants stand out.

It's a man, a man with a handful of beards.

The green shirt and robe are quite elegant.

The man walked past me, smiled, took out a stack of silver medals from his arms, and said that what you are doing is just seeking money, the rivers and lakes are not easy to mix, and the reckless wind is strong, so you can do it yourself.

I can't figure it out, like this group of unruly horse thieves, it stands to reason that they should cut down this bastard who took money to humiliate their noble professional integrity.

But why, when he knelt down for the man in green shirt, there were still people crying bitterly.

Could it be that this river and lake is really not so easy to mix?

Or is it because I realized it later, I am really old and can't lift the sword?

I saw the man pat each of them on the shoulder and shove the silver tickets into the bandit's arms.

"You guys, bury the big dart head after you die!" the man called out to a few dart masters whose legs were still trembling, and ordered, and there was an unquestionable taste in his tone.

As if sensing that I was looking at him, he smiled at me and nodded slightly.

I shrugged my shoulders and smiled back.

Those horse bandits left with a thousand thanks, and they sent to kowtow to this man.

But the ten-master stayed, and I heard him say to the man in green shirts that his name was Xu Fu, he was tired, he didn't want to be a horse bandit anymore, and he wanted to mix with him.

The man was noncommittal and let the ten masters stay.

In this world, there is a kind of person who is very disgusting, runs away when he encounters trouble, and acts as an afterthought when he finishes something.

When I meet this kind of person on weekdays, I sometimes have the urge to draw my sword.

Unfortunately, there were some of us.

Not long after the horse bandits left, some people in the caravan began to speak disrespectfully to the man, saying that he should not give the silver, saying that this was to encourage unhealthy tendencies, and that he should report to the officials, and these horse thieves should be killed, and the officials should be wiped out.

The man simply closed his eyes and ignored it.

The horse thief called Xu Fu couldn't look past it, and seemed to be about to make a move, but was stopped by the man and shook his head.

Doing so made the man's arrogance more and more arrogant, and he scolded more fiercely, and his mouth was called a slippery.

I thought he was noisy, and I was about to shake it out and scare them.

Before I could do anything, I saw a short, but extremely sharp flash of light.

The scolding continued for a few more seconds, then abruptly stopped.

The wind whistled softly, and it was blood spurting from the passenger's throat.

The air fell silent.

There is a little less noise, and the sound of the wind on the grassland in my ears will be so pleasant.

The elegant man in the green shirt smiled at the corner of his mouth, lowered his head and wiped the knife in his hand with a focused expression.

It was a good knife, with a cold glow on it, a knife used to kill.

There was a thin layer of blood on the blade, and it was still dripping.

"Do you think he talks a lot?" the man put away his knife, and the smile on his lips intensified.

Behind him, the horse bandit named Xu Fu looked eager, and he was completely impressed by the man.

Even the many dart masters who often fight with others, at this moment, they dare not look at him like a ghost, let alone those businessmen who have always pursued profits.

Only I could respond, patted my horse on the neck, and I said that he talked a little more, and the crime was not deadly, right?

The man looked at me playfully and said, "If you don't kill such a person, do you stay and wait for the New Year?"

I didn't speak, the man spoke again, he raised his eyebrows and said, Woe comes from the mouth, today, I don't kill him, with his mouth, someone will inevitably kill his whole family in the future, I am doing good deeds.

After a pause, he added, but that's not a reason for me to kill him, I just hate that he is too noisy.

I thought about it and thought there was nothing wrong with what he said.

Grass and dragons and snakes.

I don't know if this man is a dragon or a snake.

But one thing I do know, he must be a hero.

Such a person, whether it is competing in the world or dominating the rivers and lakes, will inevitably be a legend.

Although it was just a meeting in Pingshui, I didn't believe for any reason that even if it was Kyushu in a hundred years or even a thousand years later, there might still be his legend.

There were no words along the way, and after entering Xianyang, I finally knew that this elegant and somewhat cold-blooded man would be the person I was going to kill this time.

He waved at me when he parted in the suburbs of Xianyang, and said brother, my name is Ying Jiu, if you are in trouble in the city, you will come to Ying Mansion to find me, and I dare not say in other places, in Xianyang, there is my friend Ying Jiu, although you can walk sideways.

I was stunned and said, when did I become your friend? Jiang Shennong, have you heard of it?

Ying Jiu smiled and said Do you know Jiang Shennong? It seems that you should have a good relationship, so you must be here to kill me?

I was noncommittal, I originally thought that when Jiang Shennong said that winning Jiuxiu was not losing to the iron sword, I was somewhat exaggerated.

But since I saw him draw a knife and kill someone that day, I know that what Jiang Shennong said is not an exaggeration.

Before I met Win Jiu, I had never seen such a fast knife technique.

Win Nine's knife is fast, faster than I've ever been.

To be honest, I wasn't sure I could beat him.

Ying Jiu seemed to read my mind and beckoned at me.

He said that since you don't fight now, I'll invite you to drink.

He also said that he knew that there was a tavern in Xianyang City, and the owner had hidden his daughter Hong, who had been in the altar for 20 years, and said that he would not return if he was not drunk.

I laughed and said okay, you pay for the wine.