He also smiled gently at the path boy, walking very slowly, but a few steps away.
I can’t see any trace anymore.
With curiosity, the alley boy patted the thug of the inverted stone wall and it was painful. This is definitely not paper paste. He tried again that the wall around the humanoid hole is not paper paste.
He hurriedly ran to the main hall and shouted, "Master is not good. Let’s make trouble in the view."
He thought it was haunted, but he felt that the word "haunted" was not suitable for the man in white.
Xue Yiren set out from home only three days ago, two days and two nights ago. He ran to death two fine horses before he came to a tea stall not far from Canglang Pavilion to have tea and snacks.
With him came Xue Baobao, his second brother, Xue Xiaoren.
Xue said with a smile, "eldest brother, I found out that it is very suspicious that the man stayed in Baiyun Temple nearby these days and didn’t go out."
Xue Yiren said, "What’s suspicious about this?"
Xue said with a smile, "There is no telling what plot he may prepare."
Xue Yiren sneered, "Do you think a conspirator can practice swordsmanship to defeat Li Guanyu and defeat Huangshan swordsman and take Shuai Yifan’s life?"
Xue Xiaoren muttered, "You don’t know what I did before, but Shuai Yifan, these guys may not be able to beat me."
Xue Yi-ren certainly knows that Xue Xiao-ren said that when he was the leader of the assassin’s organization, he made many plots and practiced swordsmanship to the extreme.
Xue Yiren sighed faintly. "This is why you always practice swordsmanship day and night. If I die in this war, don’t have any thoughts of revenge in your heart. I hope this is the last time for our Xue family boys to bleed."
Chapter ninety-nine Autumn chill
The sunset in Suzhou City is all over the sky again.
Today is the beginning of the month, and there are seven days from the fifteenth day of the month to the Mid-Autumn Festival.
But tonight Suzhou will definitely be more lively than seven days later.
Because today’s most famous swordsman, Xue Yixia, will be here to fight with others.
This kind of scene is always the most interesting scene for people in Jianghu, and there are endless topics in it.
Now restaurants in Suzhou, large and small, are also talking about this matter, and many people have rushed to Canglang Pavilion to witness the brilliant first world war.
No one doesn’t want to know the result of this war, and no one wants to miss this once-in-a-century event in Jianghu.
Xue Yi is known as the first swordsman in the world, but he has never made a sword in the past ten years.
Ten years is not a short time to make people forget how powerful his swordsmanship is.
And many up-and-coming star have not witnessed his swordsmanship.
As time goes by, the moon is getting closer and closer, and there are fewer and fewer people in restaurants and teahouses.
Less than a quarter of an hour ago, it was more lively than tea houses and restaurants.
At this time, no one can hold their horses and not look.
But there are still two people sitting in a secluded pub.
They are none other than Li Zhichang and Suiyun Yuan.
Li Zhichang said, "Why don’t you seem too interested in the decisive battle between Xue Yi and Bai Yi?"
"I lost interest in their decisive battle since I learned the martial arts of the Qinglong Club." Suiyun Yuan’s tone was a little faint and could not tell whether it was yearning or fear.
Li Zhichang said, "Are you denying that they didn’t have such martial arts as you at their age? You must be far better at their age?"
Suiyun Yuan silent language is obviously admitted.
Li Zhichang said, "They are not as good at martial arts as you at this age, but even if they are at your age, they can kill you."
Suiyun Yuan said, "Although this is from your mouth, I still don’t believe it."
Li Zhichang said, "You have no reason not to believe because they despise life and death more than you do."
Suiyun Yuan said lightly, "There are many people who are not afraid of death in this world. Can they all kill me? As far as I know, people who are not afraid of death often don’t live long."
Li Zhichang said, "If this man is a swordsman, his swordsmanship will be indestructible. To tell the truth, I have met a few such people in my life."
Suiyun Yuan said with a smile, "I never believe that spiritual things can be decisive to the duel of disparity in strength. Since you say so, I might as well go and see it, but to be honest, Xue Yi has lost the battle because of the strength of the white man. Even you have to admit it."
Li Zhichang said leisurely, "You will never forget who wins or loses this duel."
Stepping away from this pub, two people display flying skills at sunset.
Li Zhichang’s rambling, but it’s hard to imagine that Suiyun Yuan is also unhurried behind him.
He suddenly said, "It seems that this is not the direction to Canglang Pavilion."
Li Zhichang casually replied, "Because they don’t fight in a blue wave pavilion."