Li Wenshuo has become a loner again, and he has long been accustomed to this kind of thing over the years. Is it because he is so used to being alone?

Now, no matter what, because of Murong He, Lao Huang, or the irrequentible grudge with Lingxiu Mountain, he is going to the butcher to fight.

In this decisive battle, there is no distinction between good and evil, and those who win will lose nothing, but those who lose will lose their lives.

There are no rules, no referees, and these things pale in the face of victory and disadvantage. Against both sides, victory is everything. Become a king, lose a villain.

Li Wenshuo naturally understands this.

This battle was coming, but at this time, he was more and more relaxed, and all his troubles seemed to be left behind him. All he saw was the duel between the two sides, and he was thinking about what kind of person the butcher was, what his personality was, and what kind of interesting moves he would make during the duel.

The thought of this filled his heart with joy, and even some anticipation, for the battle that would make him do his best.

With this mood, he walked from Hanzhou to Zhongzhou, and returned to Kaifeng City, where he met Shen Wansan, who had already set up a banquet and was ready to wash the dust for him. It's just that Shen Wansan doesn't recognize him at all now.

Boss Shen is a busy man now, and he can take a little time out of his busy schedule to take such a big risk and invite him to a meal in another restaurant anonymously, but he doesn't think it's anything.

He felt that he had received the love, after all, he had gone, although you didn't see it, but unknowingly, he took away a bottle of good wine, a ham, and a roast chicken that you prepared, didn't he still accept the love?

Thinking of this, Li Wenshuo wanted to laugh.

Shen Wansan couldn't find him, and he wouldn't deliberately look for him, but there were always people who could find him, such as Tu Linhao, but the two in front of him were not Tu Linhao. Rather, two Taoist priests.

To be precise, he was followed by an old scalper mooing at him.

There are so many monks in the world, Li Wenshuo knows very few, although he himself is half a Taoist, but the Taoist priests he knows are really even less.

Uncle Zhang Zhang raised his face, his green clothes fluttered in the wind, he was still so chic, with Zhang Baoding, standing in front of Li Wenshuo, without saying a word, he just pulled out his sword.

A new sword is not as jeweled and luxurious as the previous sword that was broken, but it is completely the opposite, extremely ordinary, but it is similar to the sword of a dozen taels of silver that has been passed down in his own vein.

Therefore, Li Wenshuo also knows that this sword, even in the hands of a pig-killing man who has not practiced martial arts, can kill. What's more, holding him at this moment is Zhang Zhang, the little uncle of Wudang who can be a sword.

Uncle Zhang Zhang's swordsmanship is very strong, although he is on the street, he does not hide it at all, and when he wants to make a sword, he will use the sword. I saw a miserable white sword qi rising from the jaw of the sword where his fingers were pressing, and through the tip of the sword, it flew towards the air.

The sword qi went up, silently.

Two things fell from the top of their heads.

was held by Zhang Baoding and caught by Li Wenshuo.

Li Wenshuo glanced at the big and red peach in his hand, at this time, even the latest ripe peach should be ripe, pressed the branches bent, bent to the street, to shine on the rouge face.

Li Wenshuo took a bite, the meat was fat and juicy, and the taste was sweet, he nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Dao Chief, you invited me to eat peaches as soon as you came, it's really interesting." ”

The corners of Zhang Zhang's mouth twitched, but he didn't say much, his original intention was this peach branch, not the peach on the tree.

Zhang Baoding, who was on the side, coughed lightly and said, "Brother Li, Uncle Zhang Zhang heard that you are going to fight with the kid who was promoted to the Tianchong Realm two days ago, and I am afraid that the kid will cheat, so I want to be fair, and this peach branch is a token." ”

Is the peach branch a token?

What kind of token is this? Li Wenshuo muttered in his heart, but he was also surprised, and said in his heart that he was looking for someone to fight on a whim, but the subject hadn't seen it yet, why did so many people know.

He said: "Dao Chief, I understand the kindness, but this matter is really simple to say, it is to fight, there is no need to pay so much attention." ”

Zhang Zhang heard this, smiled, and said: "I was a little worried before, but now it seems that you are not only nervous, but you are simply too carefree, this attitude is not bad, but there is a sentence that you said wrong, if this matter is nothing, there is really nothing in the sky." ”

Li Wenshuo was stunned, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, and asked, "Dao Chief, how many people know about this matter?"

Zhang Zhang waved his hand, I don't know what kind of trick he used, but there were two peach blossoms on top of the withered peach, which caused the passers-by who looked at him from time to time to let out bursts of exclamations.

He said: "Whoever wins this battle is the first in the world, such things, the people who practice martial arts all over the world, try to ask who doesn't want to yearn for it, the news has started from Chang'an, and has now passed through Wanzhou, Zhongzhou, and went to Hanzhou." I believe that in less than two days, the world will know. ”

Saying that, Zhang Zhang patted him on the shoulder, as if to say something reassuring, although he is an outsider, but as a friend, he will naturally be there to cheer him on at that time. There seemed to be a lot of things to say later, but Li Wenshuo's mind was already in a mess, he didn't seem to hear clearly, and he seemed to have forgotten, so he just looked at Uncle Zhang Zhang, who finished speaking, and walked away with Zhang Baoding, who was holding the scalper, looking up to the sky and laughing.

Li Wenshuo was still in a hurry, and he had already clenched his fists. This little thing naturally can't affect his state of mind, but for the sake of this empty name of being the first in the world, does he really have to grab it like a dog for this bone that doesn't have much meat?

No matter who grabs it, as long as it grabs it, a group of people watching the show around will probably clap their hands and cheer.

Thinking like this, he could only smile bitterly and sigh. Because he can't help but go, how can the things he decides be shaken by the opinions of others, this little thing?

However, he still comforted himself in his heart, thinking that after all, his reputation was much better than that of an assassin whose name was even called Butcher, even if he lost, although it was a shame to be ashamed, but thinking of his past exploits, he would not be counted too miserably by that open mouth.

If there really is a day, he doesn't care, because where do the dead care about the world? It doesn't matter after all, because of this, he knows that he must win, he must win.

It is much better for everyone to know, at least there is a lot less trouble, there is no need to blindly look for it, in his previous imagination, he may be walking, looking at the scenery on the side of the road, and the butcher will meet unexpectedly, and then draw his sword and fight, the sky is dark, and the mountains and rivers are discolored.

But now, this group of people has even prepared the place for the decisive battle, which is in Tianji Mountain in Zhongzhou. Going around and around, it seems that you can't get around this place.

If you walk, it may take a few days to walk, Li Wenshuo is not in a hurry, he doesn't plan to use a flying sword to hurry, he just thinks that it is good to see more scenery along the way.

I just don't know if the butcher is already waiting on Tianji Mountain at this time?

Let him wait a little longer, this kind of thing, Li Wenshuo feels happy when he thinks about it. Although there was no practical benefit to this, and those who died at the hands of the butcher would not be resurrected, and even the other party would have a pre-emption, he felt comfortable.

It's just that he couldn't help but think again in his heart, what is Ling Xiushan planning to do all this? He is a very shrewd person, even if no one says who is behind all this, he can still guess.

It's just that he really has nothing to fear in his heart.

What is easier to stimulate people's will than the goal is hatred, and what Ling Xiushan did was not exactly what he wanted? The biggest hatred in his heart was Chen Yiyi's death, which he could not forget no matter what.

When people die, the lights go out, and hatred remains.

He is not a gentleman, in the final analysis, he is just a ranger despised by Confucianism, and revenge is something that can not be endured for ten years. Lingxiu Mountain must be destroyed, and the people in the mountain must die, since this butcher was launched by you to deal with me, I will take it.