Chu Liuxiang's eyes rolled, looked at the mixed river dragon, and said: "Your Excellency just said that you can only interrupt the short sword in your hand below, it is very strange in Xia, except in Xia, there is no one in the rivers and lakes who can interrupt the broken sword in Your Excellency's hand?"

Chu Liuxiang was talking about a "broken sword" rather than a "short sword", meaning to emphasize that his sword had been broken.

Of course, Mixed Jianglong heard the ridicule in these words, and his face changed greatly, but he still held back the anger in his heart, and said: "Chu Xiangshuai thinks that there is anyone else in this world who can break the short sword in his hand?"

The gorgeous boy gently wrapped the coiling dragon silk in his hand, his coiling dragon silk seemed to never finish, since Chu Liuxiang saw him sit up from the chair, he had been winding his coiling dragon silk, but now he is still wrapping around.

The boy had a wry smile on his face, but he didn't say a word, as if he hadn't taken the insults to heart at all.

Chu Liuxiang shook his head slightly and said, "What I am talking about below is Ouyang Chongxiao, the sect leader of the Netherworld God Sect. Couldn't Ouyang Chongxiao's martial arts interrupt the short sword in your hand?"

Chu Liuxiang deliberately said that the "Broken Sword" was a "short sword", the purpose was to make Mixed Jianglong feel that his swordsmanship was even higher.

Chao Jianglong glared at Chu Liuxiang angrily and said, "You don't deserve to mention his old man's name." You don't even have the qualifications to serve tea and water to his old man. ”

Chu Liuxiang was not angry, but the son who was sitting in a wheelchair, and with a flick of the flying knife in his hand, the throat of Mingjiang Long was punctured.

The boy was so quick that his knife flew out and it was back in his hand.

Chu Liuxiang watched the mixed river dragon fall to the ground, and said, "Master Yunlong, I'm in a hurry, I still have a lot to ask the mixed river dragon below." For example, what has their Nether God Cult done recently? Have they searched for the Nether Sword that has been lost? Do they want to find out the whereabouts of the Nether Sword from it? ”

The person with crippled legs was none other than Lu Yunlong, Lu Changkong's son, and the eldest young master of Changkong Villa.

Lu Yunlong said: "Xiang Shuai is not strange, it can be said that he hates such a person to the bone, and he also hates the Netherworld God Sect to the bone marrow. In the next Zhilu Dao Xiangshuai does not kill people, so he will do it for him. ”

Chu Liuxiang smiled bitterly and fell lightly from the table to the ground, and said, "It's just that the whereabouts of the Netherworld Sword haven't been found out yet, and Lu Gongzi's leg disease is just afraid that it can't be cured." ”

Lu Yunlong wiped the blood stains on the coiling dragon flying knife with a white silk, gently threw the white silk on the ground, and said, "Let Xiangshuai bother." I've been sick for 20 years, so it doesn't matter if I wait another year and a half. ”

Chu Liuxiang touched his nose and smiled bitterly: "Yunlong Gongzi can wait, but he can't wait." If the Netherworld Divine Sword is found within half a year, won't the reputation of 'thief' be ridiculed by the people in the rivers and lakes?"

Lu Yunlong took the flying knife in his hand and said, "What Xiang Shuai said is reasonable. Lu Yunlong looked at Banbishan and the others and glared, and said, "I like to be clean, especially when talking to friends, I don't want to see many people." If your legs can still move and your hands can move things, leave here immediately with someone who can't move. ”

Banbishan immediately said: "Yes, yes...... Let's leave right away. ”

The bandits of Banbi Mountain carried the corpses of One-Eyed and Chaojiang Dragon, and walked timidly towards the outside of the inn.

Lu Yunlong said coldly, and said, "If this son encounters you again and comes to Wanmei Inn to make trouble, this son's flying knife will not be merciful." ”

Banbishan stopped in the support of a robber, and after listening carefully to what Lu Yunlong said, Banbishan ate and said: "Yes, yes, the little one will never dare to come to Wanmei Inn to make trouble in the future." ”

Yi Bufan scolded loudly: "Then you guys don't hurry up?"

The robbers of Banbishan ran faster than rabbits.

There is a lamp in the house, wine on the table, and there is food.

The wine is the best sorghum wine in Wanmei Inn, and the dishes are good dishes cooked by the proprietress herself.

Chu Liuxiang and Lu Yunlong sat face to face and said some polite words, after the two drank a few glasses, Chu Liuxiang turned the cup in his hand downwards to indicate that he had drunk the wine, and slowly put the wine glass on the table and said, "Yunlong Gongzi, I am very curious." I said goodbye in a hurry yesterday, and I don't want to meet here today, I wonder if the prince of Yunlong has already calculated that he will come to this place next?"

Yi Bufan moved Lu Yunlong's chair to the side slightly, so that Lu Yunlong had plenty of room to move.

Lu Yunlong put down the wine glass in his hand and said, "I want to go back to Changkong Mountain after leaving Xiangshuai's big ship yesterday, but I don't want to, it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Chu Xiangshuai got into trouble because of stealing the Netherworld Divine Sword." The abbot of Shaolin's Zhitong died tragically under the Netherworld Sword, and even the chief of Wudang's Changsong Dao was killed. These two accounts, Wudang and Shaolin are recorded on Xiangshuai's head, and they really don't want to go. Yes, I thought that Shaolin Temple might be able to meet Xiang Shuai, and I would like to go to Shaolin Temple to explain to Xiang Shuai. ”

Chu Liuxiang smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that I can't count the things that have been wronged in Xia, so I don't care about these more crimes." ”

Lu Yunlong asked with concern: "I don't know what Xiang Shuai's plans are next?"

Chu Liuxiang thought for a moment and said, "I want to visit Shaolin at night to find out the real cause of death of the Shaolin abbot." ”

Lu Yunlong looked sideways at Chu Liuxiang and said, "Could it be that Xiangshuai thinks that the death of the Shaolin abbot is strange?"

Chu Liuxiang said with a solemn expression: "The martial arts of the Shaolin abbot are unparalleled in the world, if someone can take the life of the Shaolin abbot with a sword, he will not believe anything he says." ”

Lu Yunlong condensed his eyebrows and said: "I also feel that the death of the Shaolin abbot is really strange, and it is unbelievable. ”

Chu Liuxiang said slowly: "So, if you don't see the body of the Shaolin abbot in Xia, you won't believe anything you say." ”

Lu Yunlong said nervously: "It's not good! I heard that Master Zhixian of Shaolin Temple is going to cremate the Shaolin abbot tonight." ”

Chu Liuxiang knew that if the abbot of Shaolin was cremated, then even if he had the ability to reach the sky, he might not be able to find the truth in it.

Chu Liuxiang's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her head moved forward a little and said, "Is this true?"

Lu Yunlong said: "It's just that I've heard about it. According to the rules of the Shaolin Temple, the body of a monk who dies unnaturally must be kept for at least seven days. But now it's only the fourth day, and those Shaolin disciples are in a hurry to be cremated, which is really unreasonable. ”