Baili Suxue is not famous in Changling City.

Before Wang Jingmeng came to Changling, people in Changling City knew Mo Ying, but few people knew Baili Suxue.

Even today, not many people in Changling City have noticed this practitioner of Minshan Sword Sect.

However, Zheng Xiu knew very well that he was much scarier than Mo Ying.

This person is too cold and hard to communicate with others.

If you don’t communicate with others, you can only feel his coldness, and it is difficult to know what he is thinking, including his weaknesses.

Such people are difficult to deal with.

The only thing that is certain is that this practitioner of Minshan Sword Sect is not lacking in courage and is very persistent.

In her opinion, when a person like Baili Suxue appears here, he must be persistently pursuing a clue.

...

Baili Suxue is indeed pursuing a clue.

However, he didn't know what kind of clue this was.

Someone gave him a sachet to the inn where he stayed many days ago and said that he would hand it over to him.

He carefully looked at any subtle part of the sachet and found that there was nothing different about the sachet.

Then he spent a long time finding out that the person who sent the sachet to the inn where he stayed was an ordinary peasant woman.

This ordinary peasant woman was just doing things for another woman.

Then he spent a long time finding out the whereabouts of the other woman.

He finally found out the woman's residence early this morning.

He walked through these shabby alleys, but found that the woman's residence had not lived in for many days.

The courtyard is full of weeds.

Several sword marks that seemed to be left intentionally or unintentionally allowed him to enter a quiet room inside.

In this seemingly ordinary farmyard, there is a quiet room specially designed for practice.

There is a shallow layer of gray in this quiet room.

On a long table near the corner of the wall, there is a pottery basin.

In the pottery basin, there is a piece of gray jade talisman.

...

In the imperial city of Changling.

The palace ladies who came and went out of the emperor's bedroom were already accustomed to the medicine air floating out of the bedroom.

Even the strong medicinal energy cannot conceal the smell of drooling twilight.

The old emperor on the sickbed had not even eaten much liquid food, but the daily medicine soup

, but it drinks more water than ordinary people.

Every morning, the old emperor on the sickbed would clearly feel that he was closer to death.

Even with the striking spiritual medicines, he could feel his body rotting and defeating.

But every morning, he is satisfied with himself and proud.

Because he can still live.

He lived another day.

Eggs cannot be placed in the same basket.

He was ready to win Yingwu, but at the same time he was ready to win Yingwu after his failure.

He allowed Jiaodong County to grow, but at the same time, he also specially gave a gift to the young man from Minshan Sword Sect.

Maybe Zheng Xiu couldn't imagine that the dying old man in the palace would know Baili Suxue better than her.

He was sure that Baili Suxue would eventually find out that this gift was given by him, but unfortunately, by that time, he should have left this world.

Everything has been settled.

...

The crowds on the banks of the Dead River have dispersed.

Many ordinary people in Changling City were puzzled at first, but why didn’t both sides really draw their swords and slash each other? The outcome was decided by this competition?

But when some explanations are transmitted into their auricles through the mouths of practitioners, this victory and defeat, which they seem mysterious, brings more mysterious flavor.

The more confused you are, the more mysterious you are, it will bring more speculation and topics of discussion.

Especially the people who won were Chu, and all the Qin people in Changling felt that their faces were very brilliant.

Several carriages left Changling.

The city guards at the entrance of the official road had known the identities of the people in these carriages. Although they were not necessarily polite to the Chu people before, today the Chu people performed very politely and gentlemanly in the Death River from beginning to end, so they were also very polite to these carriages. Without any deliberate difficulties, they let the carriages pass.

He Xiu did not reveal what he thought to anyone who accompanied him.

He really wanted to fly back to Chudu, but he knew that the more anxious he was, the less people could not know what he was really thinking.

Therefore, these carriages traveled through the territory of the Qin Dynasty without any haste. After leaving Changling, it took more than ten days to arrive in Yangshan County.

Another prefecture and county is Chu.

However, there was no sign, a piece of millet on the edge of the road suddenly appeared in the millet field

Then a shrill sound of breaking through the air sounded.

Arrows fell on these carriages like heavy rain.

After a battle that lasted dozens of breaths, more than a dozen assassins who emerged from the millet field cleared all obstacles and surrounded the carriage where He Xiu was.

"He Xiu, come out."

An assassin was carrying a young practitioner who was already seriously injured in one hand, and he placed the sword in his hand on the young practitioner's neck.

He grinned, "If you don't come out, I'll kill him."

"You just want to make sure I'm in this carriage."

He Xiu's sigh sounded, "Since you are sure I am here, you should be able to let him go."

"Since you are sure you are there, he has no value for living." The assassin slowly stabbed the long sword into the young practitioner's neck, and then pushed the young practitioner's body away.

The young practitioner himself could not stand firm, but was picked up by the assassin's sword. His body stood in a very strange posture, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth with the strange sound.

"Are all the Qin people so shameless?"

He Xiu's voice became angry, "I just went to Changling to fight fairly, but you didn't let me return to Chu Realm."

"We just use money to do things. How do we know the ideas of those powerful people?"

The assassin pulled the sword away from the young practitioner's neck indifferently.

He watched the young practitioner fall down and die, and then said, "I just hope you don't waste your time. In return, I can give you a happy and decent way to die."

He Xiu walked out of the carriage.

He took a deep breath and grabbed the sword in his hand.

"Are there only so many people?"

However, at this moment, a familiar voice sounded from the last carriage.

There should be no living person in that carriage.

However, Zhao Qiang walked out of it.

He looked at the assassins surrounding He Xiu and said with a calm expression.

He Xiu looked at him in shock.

No one answered Zhao Qiang.

An assassin closest to him had rushed over.

boom!

A fire appeared with a violent aura that was indescribable in words.
Chapter completed!