Chapter 10: Ancient Swords and Treasure Chests

On the third day of the ninth month, Qixia Mountain.

The sun had already set, and the red clouds were dense in the sky, a bloody color.

Under the waterfall, Lian Xing and Fu Hongxue sat on two huge rocks by the stream, neither of them spoke, and the surroundings seemed to fall into a dead silence at this moment, and an indescribable subtle atmosphere quietly spread in the quiet and mysterious Qixia Mountain.

At this time, the breath of death followed the dense red clouds in the sky, and then shrouded up and down Qixia Mountain.

"I can guarantee that no one will bother us today, so no third person knows what we say or do here. I don't know how long it took for Lian Xing to speak, she couldn't help but speak, she had already seen that Fu Hongxue was definitely not a person who liked to take the initiative to speak, so he had to speak.

Fu Hongxue is a taciturn person, fortunately, although he doesn't like to talk, his brain is not stupid, although he is young, he can be regarded as one of the young people who know the most rules and means in the rivers and lakes today, so he understood the meaning of Lianxing's words, and he did not doubt it.

He didn't believe the woman in front of him, but he believed in a person, believed in the ink pouring pool, and believed in helping him untie the ink pouring pool that had plagued him for many years, so he finally spoke, he looked at the woman in front of him and said, "Since you have already come, you should have seen the ink pouring pool." ”

Lianxing nodded and said, "Yes, I've seen Mo Dump Chi, and I also know that he has already told you about his next move, so now I can only wait, wait for you to ask." ”

Fu Hongxue didn't say anything to affirm or refute, but Lianxing could still see that Fu Hongxue finally believed her words. Mo Tingchi once said to her: "If Fu Hongxue doesn't believe you, then he has already left or already taken out the knife." ”

Lian Xing also asked curiously: "His knife is terrible?"

Mo Tingchi said: "I never want to see him draw a knife, but the most terrifying thing about him is his people." ”

Thinking of this, Lian Xing's eyes showed undisguised curiosity, she was so curious, in her memory, Mo Dump Chi was really a very proud person, a person as proud as her sister Invite Yue, but such a proud person would have such a high opinion of a person who had not become famous in the rivers and lakes, how could she not be curious?

Fu Hongxue did not evade, in the past few years walking the rivers and lakes, he has been used to seeing a very curious look at him like Lian Xing, his expression was calm and even a little wooden asked: "Mo Tingchi is a very proud person, according to reason, he will never help you do this kind of thing, but he helped you do it." ”

Lian Xing was stunned for a moment, then laughed, looked at Fu Hongxue and sighed softly: "It seems that you really regard Mo Dumping Pool as a friend, if it weren't for a friend, someone like you would never take the initiative to ask such a sentence." ”

Fu Hongxue held the knife silently, a pair of eyes as black as ink, bright as pearls looked at the star, calm and indifferent.

This is not an unspeakable secret, Lianxing did not hesitate at all, her cheeks hooked up a mysterious smile that was enough to hook the soul of any man, she looked at the waterfall flying down in the distance and said softly: "Because of a sword, a person." ”

A sword, what kind of sword?a person, what kind of person?Fu Hongxue rarely cared about other people's affairs, but this time was an exception, and he couldn't help but start thinking in his heart.

The sword is on the table, and the treasure chest is on the table.

The sword is the sword of the ink pouring pool, and the treasure chest is the treasure chest brought by the dragon five.

At this moment, Mo Dumpchi, Long Wu, Yuan Suiyun, and the middle-aged man in green clothes and white shirts who came with Long Wu stood quietly in place, only a corpse lying on the ground.

This is the corpse of an old man, the corpse of an old man who was very famous in the rivers and lakes thirty years ago.

The pale face, sharp as a knife's eyes, looked at Mo Tingchi's body.

Long Wu already showed a smile on his face, a smile that was more sincere than any time just now, when he smiled, people had already begun to clap their hands, he patted it three times, and then slowly said: "Very good, now I can finally be sure that Ying Yue did not choose the wrong person, you are indeed qualified to participate in this matter." ”

Mo Tingchi smiled curiously and asked, "Why are you sure?"

Long Wu pointed to the corpse of the lion king Lan Tianmeng, who had been dominating on the ground, and said, "Not only have you recognized the identity of this person, but also his identity. As he spoke, he solemnly looked at the middle-aged man who was quietly behind him, and anyone could see that he attached great importance to this middle-aged man, definitely more than the lion king Lan Tianmeng, who dominated the world thirty years ago.

Without pause, Mo Dump Chi said, "So you're sure I'm qualified to participate in this matter?"

Long Wu smiled coldly and said, "How many people do you think on the rivers and lakes today can recognize Lan Tianmeng and Qin Huhua?"

Mo Tingchi smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically, "What if I didn't recognize them?"

Long Wu smiled faintly, pointed to the box placed on the small wooden table side by side with the ancient sword, and said, "Then you probably will be the same as the contents of the box." ”

What's in the box?

There is no priceless pearl antique calligraphy and painting in this unusually gorgeous and exquisite treasure chest, only a human head, a human head that Mo Dump Chi is too familiar to be familiar with, and when Mo Dump Chi looks at the human head that is too familiar to be more familiar, there is no surprise in his eyes, just a touch of helplessness.

He took out the human head and placed it on the wooden table, looked at the human head that had been staring wide when he died, and sighed softly, "I didn't want to kill him, but he died after all." ”

Long Wu said: "I know, and you should know that although you don't want to kill him, someone already wants to kill him." ”

Mo Qianchi could only nod, he did know, he sighed: "Yes, if any man meets that woman, he can only die, but from the way he died, it can be seen that the person who killed him was not her." ”

Long Wu nodded and said, "Ling Hu Chong is naturally not worthy of her attack, and the person who killed him was the one I invited." ”

"Your people?" Mo Tingchi glanced at Long Wu, and quickly transferred to Qin Huhua, who was next to Long Wu, and said, "The person who killed him is definitely not him." ”

Long Wu smiled, he naturally understood what Mo Dump Chi meant, but he still asked, "Why not him?"

Mo Dumping Chi stood with his hands in his hands and said lightly: "If Qin Huhua, the youngest of the Seven Great Sects in the past, only has such a little power in his sword technique, then the Kongtong Sect can only be said to have withered away. ”

Qin Huhua didn't speak, there was still no expression on his face, and he still stood quietly behind Long Wu.

Mo Tingchi had been paying attention to Qin Huhua, but he really didn't see the slightest fluctuation in Qin Huhua's expression, he had never seen such a calm and calm person.

The person in the killing box is naturally not Qin Huhua, Qin Huhua has rarely killed people over the years, especially in the ten years since he disappeared from the Kongtong faction, he has not killed anyone, and the person in the killing box is Du Qi.

-- Du Qi, one of the seven killers with the highest asking price, the most profitable killing, and one of the most reputable killers on the rivers and lakes.

So far, this person has killed twenty-seven people on the rivers and lakes, and twenty-seven of them are all well-known first-class masters on the rivers and lakes, but all of these people have died in the hands of Du Qi, as if as long as Du Qi wants to kill people, no one can hide.

His fame in the rivers and lakes is not as big as that of the Central Plains, but his reputation and martial arts in the killer world are not weaker than those of the Central Plains.

But such an incomparably terrifying killer turned out to be a symbol of the withering of the Kongtong faction's talents in the eyes of Mo Dumping, so how amazing was the martial arts attainments of Qin Huhua, who had disappeared in the rivers and lakes for ten years?

Mo Xiangchi didn't know, Yuan Suiyun didn't know, both of them saw Qin Huhua for the first time, and they never thought that Qin Huhua would become a slave of the strange man Long Wu, who was rare in a hundred years in the martial arts.

Qin Huhua is indeed a very famous person, he was very famous when he was nine years old, he killed people when he was nine years old, he was already famous in martial arts at the age of seventeen, and he was already the head of the seven major sects of martial arts in his early twenties.

Twenty years ago, Li Xunhuan retired without sealing the knife, and the first knife in the world was Xiao Li Feidao. Ten years ago, before Qin Huhua disappeared in the martial arts, there were countless swordsmen in the world, and there was even the owner of the jasper knife, one of the most domineering weapons in the martial arts, but it was recognized that the number one swordsman in the world was Qin Huhua.

There is only one Qin Huhua in the sky and on the ground, just as there is only one Xiao Li Feidao in the sky and on the ground, this person's status in the martial arts can be regarded as unparalleled in the world, and it is like an insurmountable monument in the eyes of the swordsman.

But such a person disappeared from the rivers and lakes ten years ago when he was at the height of his edge, and when he reappeared ten years later, he became someone else's minion, and the secret of this is only known to Long Wu in heaven and earth.

Although Mo Dumping Pond had already guessed a little, it was only a little.

The smile on Long Wu's face was even brighter, he was very happy to glance at Qin Huhua, who was still standing beside him respectfully, and for the first time agreed with Mo Xiangchi's words, and sighed: "Yes, if the martial arts attainments of Qin Huhua, the number one sword in the world in the past, only stopped here, then the Kongtong faction really did not live up to its name, and it was not Qin Huhua who killed Ling Hu Chong, but Du Qi." ”

Mo Tianchi frowned and said, "Du Qi, Seven Killer Du Qi?"

Long Wudao: "Not bad. ”

Mo Tingchi said: "I don't understand one thing. ”

Long Wu smiled: "You don't understand why a person like me would be willing to help others kill people?"

Mo Tingchi nodded, he couldn't admit that Long Wu was a very smart person, if a person was not smart, it would be absolutely difficult to guess his thoughts.

Long Wu tightened the jacket on his body and said softly: "Sometimes people always do things they don't want to do, I am like this, why aren't you like this?"

Mo Tingchi nodded, he understood.

There seems to be no one who understands this truth better than him, and he is actually reluctant to join this plan, but there are some things he can't refuse, especially things about women, especially about women.

In his memory, there seemed to be no one in the world who had rejected that woman's affairs, and there seemed to be no one who could have made this woman do things. And he seems to be the only one.

He looked back at the sword, the famous sword Qingfeng forged by the palace master of the Shifting Flower Palace, Invite Yue.

And at this time, Mo Dumping Chi suddenly spoke, and said a very inexplicable word: "Very good, now that the five people have arrived, you can start." ”

Five people?Long Wu, Qin Huhua, Yuan Suiyun, Mo Dump Chi, apart from these four people, is there anyone else?

Yuan Suiyun, Long Wu, and Qin Huhua did not have the slightest surprise on their faces, they seemed to have known about the existence of the fifth person for a long time.

Yes, the fifth person does exist, and this person is Yan Nantian.

Yan Nantian slowly walked out from behind a big tree with withered leaves, he looked at the ink pouring pond with a wry smile on his face. (To be continued.) )