Shisanli GL

Chapter 28

It has been two months since she came to Cangzhou. She held a hidden snow knife in her hand and wanted to trace the traces of the past, but the people in the Assassin Pavilion followed her every day. Tracking left her nowhere to hide.

She had been exhausted for a long time, without the support of the antidote, the poison in her body was completely unrepressed, eating away at her bones and blood, and torturing her spirit.

Teahouses are often a good place to hear gossip. Shisan stayed here, and overheard a storyteller talking about Tibetan snow knives. Looking around, Qianmian, Guiche, and Meimei were not far away. Stare at her.It's daytime now, and there are many people who are obsessed with weapons. Although the Assassin's Pavilion didn't do anything bad, it is not a decent family in the eyes of the world, so naturally they dare not do anything.

Her clothes were too gloomy, and many people looked at her curiously, sitting in the corner, covering her head with a hood, said "a pot of tea" to Xiao Er in a low voice, and took out two copper coins.

Xiaoer was stunned for a moment, touched the copper plate from the table and weighed it, "Hello!" There are many people from all walks of life in Cangzhou, and most of them have strange temperaments. The Xiaoer saw that Shisan was dressed in black, and there was a knife tied on his back. Objects wrapped in black cloth, naturally dare not provoke them.

Across two tables, Qian Mian and the others also sat down, watching her actions.

On the stage, an old man in a blue gown held Xingmu in his hand and slapped it heavily. The audience in the audience gnawed melon seeds to raise their interest and listened to him speak slowly.

The old man stroked his gray beard, his eyes were piercing, and he said in a gentle voice, "Last time I talked about the sword competition in the rivers and lakes, this time I will talk about the Nangong family in Cangzhou."

Or maybe this topic was too scary, many people secretly took a breath and whispered among themselves.

Thirteen, who had lowered her head, raised it now, her stunning face was pale and haggard.

"By the way, this Nangong family is a big and well-known family in the Jianghu. This sword-making process has been going on for hundreds of years, but it was completely burned down in a fire ten years ago. It was not far from the time of the sword competition. Everyone knows , the Nangong family had a hidden snow knife blowing hair and cutting hair, it was all good, but there was no trace in this fire."

The old man smiled unfathomably, and asked below, "Do you know the hidden story?"

"Could it be a vendetta, or a snatching snow knife?" The people below muttered, and they seemed to be concerned about something, and they didn't dare to make too much noise.

Xiao Er brought tea and put it on the table, she looked up and saw Shisan's appearance, she was stunned.

It was a brown tea pot, the tea in it was very low-quality and cloudy, Shisan poured a cup with a blank expression on his face, and drank it slowly.

Regardless of what they were afraid of, the old man sneered, "A thousand people died because of a handful of Tibetan snow. Could it be that there is no other reason? We all know the relationship between Nangong Qian and the head of the Mohist family..."

A hidden weapon struck in the air, and seeing the blood sealing his throat, the old man opened his eyes wide and raised his hand to point outside, and fell down unwillingly.

The teahouse was in chaos for a moment, Thirteen cast his eyes down, and followed the wind outside with light kung fu to catch up.

Qian Mian and the others put down the teacups in their hands and left in a hurry.

The figure flashed quickly, and Bu Xiao circled outside the city in a short while.

Thirteen landed on the ground, watching the figure go away, and the sound of the wind approaching behind him, he couldn't help being ashamed, untied the soft sword around his waist, and went forward with all his strength with his fingertips.

Qian Mianwai was startled, turned his toes back and avoided.

The four confronted each other, Thirteen's voice was hoarse, "You three have been chasing after me for months, are you really going to force me to do it?"

"Hugh is so arrogant, how can you alone resist the three of us?" Qian Mian pointed his sword at her and said, "Why don't you go back with us?"

"I still have things to do, and I will let you deal with it when the processing is over. Why bother to go to war?"

Qianmian snorted coldly and said, "Don't say too much"

Thirteen frowned, looked at the three of them, and said in a gloomy tone, "In that case, let's do it."

After the words fell, the three of them surrounded Shisan in the middle. Shisan lowered his head, with a soft sword lying in front of him, watching the walking on the ground, and judging the direction of the attack.

Guiche's tracking technique closely followed Thirteen's front, and his enchantment illusion technique made his body shape unpredictable and his whereabouts erratic, and his exact location could not be confirmed just by looking at his shoes.Thousand Faces Disguise has many skills, and the faces of the three of them are constantly changing, making it difficult to get started.

Thirteen's thoughts became more and more heavy, he inserted the soft sword vertically on the ground, used the sword to exert force with his feet, unloaded the package on his back and slashed horizontally, Zangxue's sword was domineering, even if he was restrained by cloth strips, his power was still not to be underestimated Watching, the footsteps of the three of them changed slightly, Thirteen aimed at one place and moved Zangxue across to block their pace, holding the soft sword in his left hand and circling in the air.Qi Mei took two steps back, a few bright lights came out from her hands, and the lights pressed on to the thirteen gates, she hurriedly used her sword to block, her internal force surged, and the hidden weapon was forced to go back, Guiche suddenly appeared behind her, and the long sword slashed fiercely towards her shoulder Shisan pursed her lips tightly and landed on the ground with her hands behind her. She twisted the long sword between her toes, and suddenly another ghost appeared. Qi Zangxue stood in front of him, the sword was chasing after him, the sound of the hidden weapon was sharp, Shisan rubbed his back against the ground to avoid, the hood fell, and the black robe was covered with dust.He slapped the ground vigorously, and then took advantage of the momentum. The hidden weapon slid across the ground, pierced into the distant tree trunk and exploded in an instant.A cut was made on the shoulder, and the blood dripped on the robe but could not be seen.

Thirteen seemed to be furious, with a cold face, and walked around them strangely, the speed was frightening.There was disbelief in Yan Mei's eyes, suddenly a cold light flashed across, and there was a crisp jingle sound, Yan Mei was still in a dazed state, the blood on her arm was dripping down the ground along the cuff, the air was full of strange fragrance, and the frightened birds fled everywhere.

"Who's there?" The sound of galloping horses sounded in the distance, Qianmian saw that the situation was not right, he supported Qi Mei, and the three of them left.

In the past, a group of people came here, the leader was a handsome man, followed by a man and two women.

Thirteen held his sword in one hand, turned his back to them, and lowered his head.

The man looked at her black robe, feeling weird, and he drove up to her and asked, "Girl"

Thirteen raised his head, and glanced at him lightly with frosty lips.

"It's you," the man exclaimed, and hurriedly got off his horse.

Shisan knelt down facing him, the man hurriedly reached out to hug her, and said anxiously, "Girl"

The people behind looked strange, and got off their horses and came to him.A woman dressed in Tsing Yi with a soft face glanced at the man and asked doubtfully, "Brother, do you know her?"

The man was visibly anxious, and hurriedly "go back to the city" with thirteen breaths in his arms

Cangzhou is a place where people from all walks of life gather, and most people will come here, especially the sword competition held once every ten years, where good and bad people are even more mixed.

Chu Qingli rushed here, it happened to be in the evening, so he had to find an inn to stay first. After all, Cangzhou is very big. If Shisan is really here, it may not be found in a short time, let alone she was hunted down, presumably The hiding is more subtle.

Seeing her tired face, Chu Shao worriedly said, "My lord, I'll fetch some water for you."

Chu Qingli sat in front of the window with a sleepy look, still holding the hair tie tightly in his hand, and answered casually.

Since there was still some distance to the house, the man was worried about Shisan's injuries, so he turned his head to the human behind and said, "Look for an inn to stay today, and go on the road tomorrow."

Thirteen was in a coma, his complexion was not good, the acupuncture points on his shoulders were sealed, and the bleeding stopped temporarily.You can ride a bumpy horse, and bloodshots are faintly oozing from the wound.

Putting her on the bed, the man looked at her obsessively, but did not do anything presumptuous.Seeing her haggard face, I felt pain in my heart, "Girl, you haven't told me your name yet, I don't know if you still remember me"

There was a layer of cold sweat on Shisan's forehead, and he looked very painful. The man was in a hurry when the woman in Tsing Yi came in and said repeatedly, "Humiao, how far is it from Weitang?"

Hu Miao glanced at Shisan on the bed, then glanced at him again, and said with a chuckle, "Weitang is under your name, you don't even know it"

The man froze for a moment, then patted his head, "That's right, you can take care of me here, and I'll come back as soon as I go."

The man left in a hurry, Hu Miao saw him disappear, walked to the bed and looked at Shisan, could this be the woman that the senior brother missed all day long?Hu Miao leaned down, watched carefully, and wondered in her heart.

Weitang is a well-known medicine pavilion in Cangzhou, where all the rare medicinal materials in the world should be found here.Due to the troubled times in Cangzhou, fighting is inevitable, so the Weitang is a place that no one dares to provoke.

The man galloped all the way on the horse, with the posture of people blocking the killing and ghosts blocking the killing of ghosts, and the poor passers-by dodged in fear.

It's not too far away, the servants outside saw him and immediately went up to meet him, held Ma Shuan and said, "Master, you're back!"

The man hurriedly walked inside, and saw a richly dressed man, grabbed his collar and said, "Young master uncle is here!"

The man had a thick hand full of gold rings and agates, and said in a trembling voice, "Come...just here..."

The man shook off him, and quickly walked inside in disgust.

Just as Chang Yang put down the package, he hammered his shoulders and poured himself a cup of tea, intending to take a good rest. As soon as the water entered, the door was kicked open vigorously.

Chang Yang nearly choked to death with a sip of water, glared at the man, and said angrily, "Ting Li, what are you doing?"

When Wei Tingli saw her, he looked happy, and without explaining to her, he carried her on his shoulders, picked up the package at the side, and walked outside.

Chang Yang was on his shoulder, and his voice was not smooth. He hammered him twice and said in surprise, "What are you doing, kidnapping a woman from a good family?"

The corners of Wei Tingli's eyes twitched, he took over the horse under the boy's strange gaze, stepped on it, and continued galloping.

The wind whistled in my ears.It can be seen that the speed is fast.Chang Yang clutched his clothes tightly with trembling hands, and said, "You mean it?"

"Little uncle, my friend is injured, I have to ask you to go"

Chang Yang closed his eyes tightly and didn't dare to look down. Hearing this, he couldn't help saying angrily, "Are you asking me, and don't call me little uncle?"

Wei Tingli was silent, clamped the horse with both legs, and waved the whip to "drive"

The horse was even faster, and Chang Yang let out a loud cry.Blows far in the wind.