Song Jie heard Zhang Zhaozhong keep asking him to hand over the dart guarded by the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau, but he refused to say that the item was the Koran, his eyes rolled, and he sighed deliberately, and said: "You're talking about the Koran, right? It's a pity, it's a pity, that thing is not in my hand for a long time, well, a few days ago, a Hui girl came to me to ask for it, I saw that she was very beautiful, so I gave it to her." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zhang Zhaozhong sneered and said, "Then can you tell who you gave the Koran to?"

"What? Do you want to rob it?" Song Jie shook his head and said, "How can I do it? If you snatch the things I gave out, what face do I have to mess around on the rivers and lakes? No, no, don't think about it." ”

Zhang Zhaozhong took a deep breath and said indifferently: "It seems that Your Excellency has to take over this matter, so you can't complain that you will be interrogated again." ”

"Huh, did you know that I was going to take over this matter? I thought you already knew?" Song Jie shrugged and said, "You want to arrest me?"

"If you can catch it or not, you have to try to find out. Zhang Zhaozhong sneered, the long sword in his hand was already unsheathed, the cold light was sparkling, the blue light was dazzling, like a pool of blue water, stabbing at Song Jie from afar.

Song Jie dodged sideways, stroked his palm and praised: "Good sword, it's a pity! Yuan Zhi, give me your sword. ”

"Brother Jie, catch the sword!" Li Yuanzhi said hurriedly, throwing his short sword out, Song Jie laughed, jumped over, caught the short sword, and stabbed back with his backhand.

"Bell!"

The two swords intersected, Song Jie took a step back, his wrist kept shaking with the sword body, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it's a good sword, this sword almost cut off the sword in my hand." ”

Zhang Zhaozhong took three steps back, and only then could he stop, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency is good at kung fu, try another sword." Ning Bi's sword waved again and again, stepping on the gang, the sword light flashed, and more than a dozen moves were used, and the moves did not leave the vital points around the body.

Song Jie's figure swayed, and he said with a smile: "It's already twenty moves, not bad." That's it. The long sword shook, the sword flower flickered, and a sword stabbed at Zhang Zhaozhong's throat.

Zhang Zhao was shocked when he saw Song Jie's long sword stabbing again, and he wanted to dodge, but before he could make a move, he only felt a cold neck, and then the world was spinning, and the scene in front of him changed greatly.

In the eyes of Li Yuanzhi and Yu Yutong, Zhang Zhaozhong didn't even move, and fell to the ground heavily, and there was already a blood mark on his neck.

This sword really seems to be slow and fast, it seems to be slow and fast, and it looks like it is fast and fast, and it looks like Zhang Zhaozhong's swordsmanship is flawed, and it rushes forward in an instant, and the sword light rises, and it is already a splash of blood, and he is dying.

Zhang Zhaozhong is known as the "Judge of the Fire Hand", since he took refuge in the Qing court, I don't know how many people on the rivers and lakes have been planted in his hands, which can be described as terrifying, but today he let Song Jie pierce his throat with a sword and lose his life.

Yu Yutong looked at Zhang Zhaozhong's corpse, only felt a chill in his neck, he couldn't dodge that sword no matter what, and at this moment he decided that he would never be an enemy of Song Jie.

"Fortunately, it's the same brother. ”

Yu Yutong secretly wiped a handful of sweat, forgetting that it was actually reasonable for him to get started first.

Song Jie shook off the blood stains on the sword, raised his hand slightly, and shot the short sword towards Li Yuanzhi, returned the sword into the sheath, and said with a smile: "Okay, this person is coming for me, and it has been solved." ”

"It seems that he must leave tomorrow, Zhang Zhaozhong must have backup behind him, if he doesn't leave, Li Kexiu will be unlucky. I don't know if the former general and the twenty or so personal guards are reliable, they should be reliable, otherwise Li Kexiu would not have let them protect his family. ”

Song Jie muttered quietly as he walked towards the back hall.

Before he reached the door of the back hall, he saw Lu Feiqing walking in on the opposite side, and Song Jieqi said, "Master, why did you come to the front?"

Lu Feiqing didn't reply to Song Jie's words, and at a glance he stared at Zhang Zhaozhong, who was lying on the ground, and wondered: "What's the matter? Who is this? Song Jie, what did you do?"

"Master, this is a person from the imperial court, ask Brother Jie for that Koran, and let Brother Jie kill it. Li Yuanzhi jumped up and ran to Lu Feiqing's side, wrinkling her nose and saying.

Yu Yu took a step forward and met Lu Feiqing: "Disciple Yu Yu has met Uncle Lu Tong. ”

Lu Feiqing helped him up and said with a smile: "You are the disciple of the senior brother in charge? ”

Yu Yutong scratched his head and said with a smile: "Senior Uncle Lu is too praised, and the disciple is too far behind Senior Brother Song." ”

Lu Feiqing said angrily: "Don't look at this kid's martial arts, but he is not an idle person, expect him to support my martial arts in the future? Maybe it will disappear for a year and a half. ”

Li Yuanzhi laughed and said: "What the master said is right, Brother Jie is the one who causes trouble, and he can't do serious things." ”

"Go, go, you little girl will come to me too. Song Jie rolled his eyes and said, "I said master, don't expose my shortcomings here, let's dispose of this corpse first." ”

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Yu, you can also take a hand and help Brother Jie deal with this person, if someone finds out, there will be trouble again. ”

Li Yuanzhi ran to Zhang Zhaozhong's corpse with a smile, leaned over to pick up the Ning Bi sword in Zhang Zhaozhong's hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Jie, this sword looks good, it's mine!"

"Wait!

Lu Feiqing was shocked when she saw the Ning Bi Sword in Li Yuanzhi's hand, took two steps, came to Li Yuanzhi, took the sword, looked at it carefully, squatted down in horror, and turned over the corpse on the ground.

"Sure enough, it's him!" Lu Feiqing suddenly sighed, seeing that the corpse's eyes were still open, he sighed, and reached out to close the corpse's eyes.

"Master, who is he?" asked Li Yuanzhi suspiciously.

Lu Feiqing took a deep breath, as if she had let go of something, and said softly: "He is your uncle who took refuge in the Manchu Qing Dynasty, Song Jie, you can be regarded as helping me clean up the portal today." ”

"Huh?" Yu Yutong exclaimed, "He is Uncle Zhang?"

Lu Feiqing said: "Yes, he is Zhang Zhaozhong." Yuan Zhi, you can't take the Ning Bi Sword, otherwise I'm afraid it will cause trouble for your father, although I can't get used to what he does, but I can't harm him. ”

Song Jie chuckled: "Then this Ning Bi sword will be cheaper for me, anyway, this Uncle Zhang was also killed by me, I am not afraid of the Manchu Tartars looking for trouble, tomorrow when the rain stops, I will go separately from you, and they will not find you if they are looking for trouble." ”

Yu Yutong was shocked: "Senior Brother Song, do you want to fight against the Manchu Tartars alone?"

"What's the matter, do you have any better suggestions?" Song Jie put the Ning Bi sword into the scabbard and inserted it with Huo Qingtong's ancient sword.

Yu Yutong rolled his eyes: "Senior brother, otherwise you can join our Red Flower Society! Let's fight against the Manchu Tartars together, we can have more certainty, right?"

"Join the Red Flower Society?"

Song Jie sneered: "It's not that I don't want to see your Red Flower Society, according to your ideas, and still want to overthrow the Manchu Tartars? ”

"Alright, let's wash and sleep. ”