[Chapter Word Count:3236 Last Updated:2014-08-3012:00:00.0]

When Xiong Chu and Xia Yun were free, it was already sunset.

The moment they regained their freedom, the old scribe took out an envelope from his bosom and stuffed it into the arms of the bear prince, and then disappeared with the old monk.

It's a letter with no half a word on the envelope, and there's no telling what's inside the envelope.

However, when Xiong Chu pulled out the letter with two fingers, he already knew who the letter was addressed to.

"The old madman and the old nun who are worried about the country and the people: the old unscrupulous and the fake bald donkey came to the Central Plains thousands of miles away, and I heard that you went to the northern grasslands. Could it be that the Jurchen bald donkey wants to make trouble again, hasn't the sixty-year covenant not yet arrived?"

"Speaking of which, the boundary of the Hetao has been very unpeaceful recently, and the disciples and grandsons of the Jurchen bald donkey are very quiet, and it seems that there may be a move recently. I'm too lazy to take care of military affairs, and this time I came here with a fake bald donkey, just to find you, an old madman, an old nun, to drink. ”

"It's been so many years that I've almost forgotten what it's like to drink alcohol. The fake bald donkey is becoming more and more unsuccessful, and they are almost forgetting the taste of jì barbecue, so I think of you. ”

"I heard that you and the old witch are in a mess, what's going on? I said back in the day that I would definitely have no alcohol in my life. Now it seems that it has been taken seriously by me. ”

"Since you're not here, there's nothing good to say when you see the old witch, and if you don't do it well, you'll fight, so we're going back. Tianshan and Yinshan are not quiet, and if you don't do well, you will have to go into the mouse, and then you won't be famous. ”

After reading this strange letter, Xiong Chu and Xia Yun were relatively speechless.

There is no doubt that the "old and unserious" in the letter must be the old scribe, and the "false bald donkey" is the old monk. As for the "old madman", "old nun", and "old witch", these three people are already self-evident.

Xia Yun was speechless, it seemed that the two weirdos before were indeed the chief demon woman and the short demon woman who called themselves masters.

What Chu Xiong was shocked in his heart was that the two weirdos just now were definitely best friends with his master and uncle, and they should have had nothing to say when they were together.

These two weirdos came from far and wide, in fact, to deliver the news. What is said verbally is "I am always indecent and don't care about military affairs", but in fact, the two eccentric old men are warm-hearted people and righteous people.

Especially the last remarks, which completely dispelled Xiong Chu's interest in staying here: "Martial arts cheats? Is it tofu and cabbage, can it be found anywhere? Only you little guys who have nothing to do will be fooled!"

"The Northern Mongolian Tartars are plotting against each other, and they are worried about the scene sixty years ago, so they sent people to spread rumors, just to focus all the attention in the martial arts on the Central Plains, and then fight each other and kill each other!"

Looking at the twilight Sihe, Prince Xiong raised his head and said to Xia Yun: "Miss Xia Yun, it's getting late now, and the scenery here is nothing to look at, let's break up." ”

"I don't want to go back, lest I get entangled. Xia Yun grabbed Prince Xiong's right arm again: "I know that you are ready to worry about the country and the people, and you will definitely deal with this letter." Then let's go, I'll go with you. ”

The beauty is diligent, but the fairy is difficult to do.

Xiong Chu is not an immortal, even if he is an immortal, he can't shirk it now.

Since you can't shirk it, even if it's a thousand difficulties, you can only grit your teeth and accept it now.

The two people leaned on each other, and walked out of the Qingming Temple in the twilight intimately, and the snow around them was already boundless, and they didn't see the sky.

The evening wind was biting, and the ice on the river was harder and smoother.

Before he had taken three hundred steps, Xiong Chu suddenly felt a sense of excitement, and then his hair stood on end, and his pupils contracted violently.

About fifty paces ahead, a figure suddenly appeared.

This is a back, this is a snow-white back.

If it weren't for the long hair that fluttered slightly in the wind, no one would be able to see a person in front of them.

The bear prince did not find this person either, but saw a sword.

In fact, I didn't see the long sword, but I saw a little flash of light on the tip of the sword, and then I saw the long sword.

I saw the sword, and then I saw a person, a snow-white man, just a back.

The sword was in the man's right hand, and the tip of the sword was pointed diagonally at the ice.

"Lockthroat Kenhachiro?"

The sound is very empty, without the slightest emotion, but it is very penetrating.

The voice was low, almost inaudible, but Xiong Chu could hear it clearly.

"Not bad!"

"You don't have a sword, how do you lock your throat?"

"Locking the throat is just to kill people, and there are thousands of ways to kill people, so why do you have to have a sword?"

"You didn't bring a sword, I killed you, don't you feel sorry?"

"If you kill me, how can I still know regret? If I still know regret, how can you kill me?"

"Makes sense!"

A white light had pierced the sky.

At the moment when the man in white said the last three words, Xiong Chu found that the left shoulder of the man in white sank, and he knew that something was wrong.

If the enemy moves, I will move first, and strike first!

Xiong Chu's left arm was raised, and a white light had already shot out.

The bull-eared sharp knife, like a spinning dart, shoveled out with a screeching sound, just hitting the tip of a sword in the void.

Xiong Chu's ox ear sharp knife was out of his hand, and his right arm shook violently, and Xia Yun had already been knocked out.

With a snort, the long sword on Xia Yun's waist had been pulled out by Xiong Chu.

stepped on the nine rings under his feet, and his body had turned into a phantom and pounced out.

With a flick of his right wrist, Xia Yun's sword had turned into nothingness and turned into a sword light: a sword stabbed at the sun!

Ding, ding, ding, seven times in a row.

Each time it sounded, the bear prince took a small step back.

However, Xiong Chu did not retreat in a straight line, but withdrew in an arc to the right, and the footprints on the snow happened to be the pattern of the Big Dipper.

"You were able to block my two swords?"

"Since I can block your two swords, I will naturally be able to block more of your swords. ”

"Who are you?"

"It's my master!"

"Xiaoyaozi is not dead?" The man in white still turned his back to Xiong Chu, but there was a hint of love in his voice.

"Xiaoyaozi is dead. Xiong Chu's heart twitched.

"Since you are Xiaoyaozi's apprentice, how can he die?"

"Teach the disciples first, and then die. ”

"Burned?"

"What fire can burn him?"

"If he wasn't burned to death, how could he die?"

"Poisoned. ”

"Poisoned?" the man in white was obviously surprised, and then seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "It's okay to die, but it's a pity!"

"What is a pity?" Prince Xiong was puzzled.

"Xiaoyaozi is dead, dead and dead, a hundred dead. The man in white returned the sword into the sheath: "It's a pity that you are still alive, and it is also Xiaoyaozi's swordsmanship." ”

"Xiaoyaozi is dead, what does it have to do with me being alive, why should you be sorry?"

"I'm not sorry for Xiaoyaozi, nor do I pity you, but I pity your swordsmanship. ”

"Everyone in the sword law will do it, what's the pity?"

"Everyone knows how to swordsman, but not everyone has an identity, and the identity of Xiaoyaozi is destined to make your swordsmanship a pity. ”

"What is the identity of Xiaoyaozi?"

"Traitor of the Dark River, isn't this identity enough?" The man in white seemed to sigh with emotion: "Xiaoyaozi was introduced to the organization by me, and I am his guarantor. He betrayed the Order, and I was responsible for recovering it, including swordsmanship. ”

Xiong Chu gasped, because he suddenly remembered Xiaoyao's last words: "Are you dustless?"

"Yes, I'm just dustless. The man in white finally turned around: "I have been practicing penance for ten years, and the first news I got when I came out turned out to be that Xiaoyaozi had become a traitor." So my first task was to kill Xiaoyaozi. ”

"Xiaoyaozi is not a traitor, it is you who are traitors. Xiong Chu remembered Li Xin's words, and felt a little sad and indignant in his heart: "Your Dark River Killer Group does not distinguish between good and evil, and betrays the basic morality of martial arts, and you are the biggest traitor, the traitor of the entire martial arts." ”

"Is martial arts still moral?" Wuchenzi shook his head: "Martial arts is martial arts, killing people is killing people, when will there be morality?"

"You are mad, it doesn't mean that the entire martial arts is morally corrupt. Xiong Chu suddenly raised his voice: "Xiaoyaozi has his own moral adherence, I am the descendant of Xiaoyaozi and have accepted all his inheritance." If you want to kill, then come!"

Wuchenzi looked at the distant sky, as if recalling a long time ago: "Xiaoyaozi can stab six sword heads with one sword, but I can only stab four sword heads." I can only take four sword heads, so I can't win Xiaoyaozi. ”

Xiong Chu nodded: "I already know." ”

Wuchenzi didn't move at all as if a sculpture, and his voice didn't fluctuate in the slightest: "You can only stab out three sword heads, which is half worse than Xiaoyaozi." ”

Xiong Chu still nodded: "You're right!"

Wuchenzi touched the hilt of the sword: "Because you can only stab three sword heads, I can defeat you, but I can't kill you." ”

Xiong Chu smiled slightly: "I can't beat you now, but my body is faster than you, and I can escape at any time, so you can't kill me." ”

Wuchenzi shook his head: "I can't kill you, not because your body is fast, but because your internal strength is very strange, and it is much more powerful than Xiaoyaozi." Although I can stab one more sword than you, because the first three swords are shaken by your internal force, the fourth sword can't kill you. ”

Xiong Chu threw his backhand, and the long sword turned into a streamer, as if it had eyes, and was directly inserted into the scabbard on Xia Yun's waist, which was more than twenty steps away from the right back.

"Since you can't kill me, I'm leaving. ”

Wuchenzi, who was already in a somewhat calm mood, seemed to suddenly remember something. Glancing at Xia Yun, his eyes suddenly became fierce: "If you continue to pester my little junior sister in the future, I will still kill you!"

Xiong Chu then remembered that Xia Yun didn't squeak behind him for a long time, and he dared to love his family as a senior brother and sister. Fortunately, the two of them didn't fight back and forth, otherwise it would have been really troublesome today.

Besides, when did you entangle Xia Yun? It is clear that Xia Yun is using herself as a shield. Although I don't know what Xia Yun is avoiding, it must be true that he is a shield.

Of course, as a man, Xiong Chu is not so bored to argue about this question of who is entangled with whom.

However, thinking of Xia Yun's identity as a disciple in the Nine Dao Villa, Xiong Chu's mood suddenly became extremely bad: "Hahaha, what a joke! If you can kill me, it makes no difference whether you are entangled or not." Since you can't kill me today, if you don't know what to do in the future, I'll kill you!"