Luo Qiufu didn't care about Zhang Zhen, who was embarrassed and angry when he stood aside, so he detoxified Xuan Shuying without authorization.

Looking at Luo Qiufu's posture today, Zhang Zhen also knew that he couldn't stop her. is worthy of being an old man for many years, and he quickly adjusted his mentality, and even thought that if Luo Qiufu could still help him ask what he couldn't ask, it would save him energy.

After a long period of hustle and bustle, Xuan Shuying finally woke up again in the constant noise and fierce sunlight. raised her head slightly, and her eyes also regained a little clarity, but she was still confused, and her pale complexion and a touch of apricot blossom red on her cheeks made her look like a shy and ignorant girl.

Her gaze swept across the audience a little dazedly, and the countless unfamiliar faces made her feel a little confused.

When Bai Qian met her eyes, he saw the surprise in her eyes that was slightly sluggish. Xuan Shuying, who opened his eyes, looked more like Wei Qichen.

But the audience didn't see the shock and panic that belonged to the girl, and Xuan Shuying seemed to quickly understand her situation. In the past few years of wandering in the vast sea of people, she has long been accustomed to such a life in a foreign land.

In the past few years, she has lived in Xiliang, and she has also heard a lot of rumors about the Central Plains.

It is said that the imperial court changed its surname, the officialdom also changed blood, and some people died. And the people who once threatened to rise up on the rivers and lakes have died and disappeared, and the rivers and lakes today have long been out of fashion.

It has been six or seven years since I left the Central Plains.

"The son said on the river: The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night. Xuan Shuying looked up at the dazzling sun in the sky, and suddenly began to sigh at the sadness of the passing water.

There were so many swords, guns, swords, and halberds that shimmered against the light of the sun, and she was a little dazzled.

It's not that she's afraid of death, she has been taught since she was a child that she can give up her life at any time for something precious, so Xuan Shuying has never been afraid of death, but it's a pity to die in the hands of inexplicable people like this.

When Zhang Zhen allowed her to be sober, she gradually understood what happened.

This group of Jianghu people really wants revenge and wants to go crazy. Or that I want to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, and I want to go crazy.

He actually grabbed a weak woman as a nether swordsman, and tried to bend it into a move.

Maybe her death can indeed offset the hatred of some people in the rivers and lakes, but what does this have to do with her, she Xuan Shuying is not a bodhisattva who has crossed the world.

She didn't come back to the Central Plains to play, she really didn't want to spend so much effort with them.

It's a pity that she was poisoned by Vajrasan, and she didn't have any strength in her body, and spent most of the time in a coma along the way, and she didn't know the way back at all, so she could only insist on not letting go.

She thought that as long as she didn't confess her guilt herself, they wouldn't just hack her to death.

There are many knights on the rivers and lakes who are happy to take revenge, and few people are really willing to listen to her confession. It is better to kill 10,000 by mistake than to let go of one, such a principle is more suitable for the rivers and lakes where the knife licks blood.

In the rivers and lakes, force is credibility.

Fortunately, this time, Zhang Zhen took a fancy to the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, and tried his best to make a posture of convincing people with virtue on the table, so that Xuan Shuying could not breathe until now.

Finally, a gust of wind blew over, blowing away Xuan Shuying's thoughts about the braised lion's head. She smelled a hint of sweetness in a large piece of sweat, sneezed hard, and then remembered a pond of lotus flowers and white and tender lotus roots in the south of the Yangtze River.

Luo Qiufu was a little annoyed, this girl had been awake for so long, and she knew that the fugue was too empty, and she hadn't even looked at herself.

If it weren't for the stiff injury of height, Luo Qiufu would almost think that this girl was pretending to be Wei Qichen.

But at this moment, she sneezed because of the smell of incense powder on her body, and this uncomfortable detail completely shattered Luo Qiufu's only remaining thoughts.

This incense powder was personally prepared for her by Wei Qichen back then, and she didn't change it after he left.

Xuan Shuying slowly turned her face, and finally took a serious look at Luo Qiufu.

She thought to herself, this girl is so beautiful, as beautiful as fireworks blooming in the night sky, and has a strong aura that can eclipsate the surroundings.

She just stared at Luo Qiufu's face, her eyes were straight and full of exploration.

It's been so long that everyone thinks she's going to fall in love with Lochouff.

Seeing that Luo Qiufu herself began to feel uncomfortable, Xuan Shuying slowly withdrew her gaze from the sun, and turned to look at the withered yellow land countertop.

Luo Qiufu knew that her toxicity had not yet been resolved, and her brain was not very bright, so she didn't plan to worry about anything with her.

It's just that her heart that planned to help Xuan Shuying prove her innocence was cold a lot, and then sank little by little. But she waited quietly, for her to come back to her senses and say something useful.

Luo Qiufu had to wait, and the others waited with her.

The July sun is so hot that it can scorch people, and the whole venue is hot, and the heat greedily deprives the human body of water, and then dries the sweat beads little by little.

Bean-sized droplets of sweat rolled down his face, submerged into the scorched earth, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Some people gradually began to complain, and they always felt that they were not here to participate in the martial arts conference today, but to participate in the drying conference.

And the masters of various sects are unwilling to lower their faces and admit that they can't endure hardship, and they are still struggling.

Although most of the people present did not have any direct hatred for the Nether Swordsman, it made everyone hate her more and more.

The rivers and lakes have always been updated quickly, and they haven't heard the story of the Nether Swordsman for six or seven years, and many juniors regard him as a legendary knight in the story, and they always think that they have been dead for many years, and they are very far away from themselves.

I didn't expect this first close-up scene to be so hot, and I didn't see her open my mouth when I was about to die.

Finally, she spoke, and ended up speaking a bird language that no one could understand.

Bai Qian, who had good ears, recognized the Lingnan dialect in her mouth, so he picked up a water bladder and walked over.

A blink of an eye had already come to Xuan Shuying's side, and after feeding her a few mouthfuls of water, he looked down at her very seriously. Then she asked in confusion if she knew Wei Qichen.

Xuan Shuying shook her head decisively, saying that she was a person from Xiliang Jingjiang Mansion, and except for this time, she had never been out of Xiliang Country.

She said that she was the concubine of the Pinghou Mansion in Xiliangguan, and this time she followed the Hou Ye to the Central Plains to play, and she was arrested for some reason, and she didn't know what was going on.

After that, she looked around blankly, looking innocent.

Bai Qian translated these words into the official dialect of Chang'an, which is common in the martial arts of the Central Plains, and the onlookers were stunned.

There are also careful people who question, when she answered Zhang Zhen before, she obviously used Chang'an dialect, why could she only speak bird language?

And what about her name and the dagger with her name engraved on it?

Bai Qian conveyed these questions to Xuan Shuying one by one.

She also answered obediently.

She said that Hou Ye had taught her a few words of Chang'an dialect in total, and she had just exhausted all of them.

She said that in the early years, Xiliang fought with Huaxia, and the sword was the trophy of the Hou Ye.

Hou Ye liked the name on the sword, so he gave her the sword along with the name. This time I went out, just with self-defense.

She even said that the poison quenched on the sword is a common blood seal in Lingnan, and it is not as mysterious as Luo Qiufu said. For this Luo Qiufu, who has been helping her stall for time, she has no mercy at all.

For such an explanation, everyone present could not be more disappointed.

Bai Qian asked her why she didn't make it clear to Zhang, and she said that she couldn't understand what he was talking about, even if she was killed, she couldn't tell clearly.

Bai Qian omitted the sentence about sealing his throat when he saw blood, and thoughtfully Luo Qiufu saved face.

Luo Qiufu probed her pulse again, her internal force was very shallow, and she was indeed not a person who practiced martial arts all year round.

She obviously looks like Wei Qichen, but she comes from a distant place that has nothing to do with Wei Qichen, such an ending is almost unacceptable to Luo Qiufu, and she wants to kill this girl with her own hands.

It's been seven years, and she's been looking for him in the world for seven years, and there's no trace of it.

The disappointment on her face couldn't be concealed at all, and she didn't plan to hide it anymore, so she turned around and planned to leave.

"My brother, he always remembers you. When passing by Xuan Shuying, he heard a very small voice ringing in his ears.