No one would have thought that a golden wash would actually make Li Yuansong lose his life. Now he has completely withdrawn from the world.

Along with him, there was another Huo Zhendong who died suddenly. He never thought that during his lifetime, he and his two brothers died on the same day.

But why did Huo Zhendong die suddenly?

This is also the question that Lu Xiaofei wants to know the truth the most now. So when he saw that Huo Zhendong died suddenly after Li Yuansong died, he couldn't help but be stunned and shocked.

Because today his target is Li Yuansong alone.

But he immediately became alert and retreated immediately.

Where is Lu Xiaofei?

Just as the incense burner exploded in the Li family courtyard and everyone was frightened and had no time to take care of it, Lu Xiaofei took the opportunity to sneak into the inner hall and then climbed out from the back wall of the inner hall.

The explosion of the incense burner caused panic among the crowd. It was Lu Xiaofei's retreat, so he was naturally the one who did it.

In the past half a month, Lu Xiaofei had already known the terrain and environment around the Li family, and the final retreat route was planned, so he retreated calmly and simply.

A powerful killer must know how to retreat safely after one blow, leaving no clues.

Killing is the purpose and task of a killer. How to kill a person requires means and methods, but there are thousands of methods. In the concept of "that person", a top killer sometimes does not need to use martial arts to kill a person himself. Therefore, Lu Xiaofei did not need to take action on his own assassination this time. He just planned everything according to the deployment and just waited for the result. The reason why he stayed in the Li family yard was to confirm the occurrence of the result with his own eyes.

Now that he has confirmed that the mission has been completed, he retreats immediately, although he has a huge doubt in his mind.

Behind the Li family is a private house. The alley with high and low undulating heights looks like a maze from a distance, which is the best place to hide. Lu Xiaofei is no longer lame now. He jumped out of the courtyard wall and rushed into a deep alley.

But he did not go straight along the alley, but continued to fly and move along the wall of the alley, so that his speed was a little slower.

At this moment, the figure that rose from the Li family's yard fell on the roof like a goshawk. It was the young Taoist priest Ye Suzhen.

The young Taoist priest looked around with his eyes like lightning, and immediately discovered Lu Xiaofei in the alley.

Ye Suzhen frowned, and as he thought, he was full of people leaping up again, and rushed straight towards the road Xiaofei. The gray-white figure was as fast as the stars chasing the moon, and it arrived in a flash.

"stop!"

A cold shout sounded behind Lu Xiaofei. He was shocked. When he looked back, he saw a figure as fast as lightning in the sky under the warm March sun.

Lu Xiaofei's heart sank! The person who was worried in his heart had indeed followed the traces. Although he had just glanced at it in a hurry, he already knew in his heart how high the skills of the visitor were.

Although Lu Xiaofei was shocked, he was mentally prepared after all. He didn't talk. When he saw that the figure was only about a meter away from him, his feet were a little bit, and his whole body bounced back like a bird. At the same time, with a wave of his hands, two black shadows flew out of his hands and shot straight towards the chasing person.

The young Taoist priest was determined to leave this person with doubts, so his body was extremely fast and fast, as if he was really like a hawk catching a rabbit. But when he saw the two black shadows attacking him like meteors, he could immediately stop his body, turn around in an extremely chic turn, and stand up on the roof of a room with his feet and toes. At the same time, his right hand was out quickly, and a sword pointed at the void. This series of reactions was really done in one go without any drag.

Two sharp roars of "hissing" were suddenly made in the air, and two sword energy flew out of the air, instantly hitting two black shadows. Two bursts of black shadows were shattered by the sword energy, and two black mists exploded, blocking the young Taoist priest's view.

The two black shadows turned out to be two iron balls, filled with gunpowder, which exploded with great power when touched, and could be used as a hidden weapon to injure people or to cover retreat.

But Ye Suzhen's sleeves were flying, and the whistling wind whistled with her sleeves, sweeping away all the broken iron pieces. In the blink of an eye, the fog broke out, and his figure was not affected at all, and he still rushed towards Lu Xiaofei.

At this time, Lu Xiaofei had already fully displayed his body and had withdrawn three feet in a blink of an eye.

The young Taoist priest who was as strong as a wind suddenly stopped. After flipping in the air for two consecutive times, he stood straight in the alleyway. His handsome eyes flashed coldly and stared at the alleyway in front of him.

It seemed as if something suddenly stopped the young Taoist priest from chasing him.

Seeing that Lu Xiaofei was about to disappear at the end of the alley, Ye Suzhen looked faintly angry. A cold light appeared in his eyes, and the dark golden mark in his forehead suddenly became a little deeper. He raised his right hand and slapped the sword box behind him, and at the same time he exhaled and shouted in a deep voice: "Friend to stay!"

With his cold shout, the mouth of the sword box bounced open, and a long sword flew out of the box. Ye Suzhen's sword-guiding technique was pointed at Lu Xiaofei in the distance.

"Taiyi, go!"

As the young Taoist priest spoke again, the long sword turned into a stunning rainbow and cold light under the sunlight under the operation and pulling of the sword technique, like a flash of lightning that broke through the air, shooting towards Lu Xiaofei with a "swish" sound.

The moment Ye Suzhen suddenly stopped, Lu Xiaofei had already retreated to the turn of the alley, and the two were seven or eight feet away. But the flying sword was too fast. As soon as the Taoist priest's voice sounded in Lu Xiaofei's ears, he felt a cold behind him, and then he broke the wind and roared again!

Lu Xiaofei was shocked and hurriedly turned around. His eyes suddenly became cold, and the sword edge was shining with a cold light.

Lu Xiaofei was so shocked that he was scattered. He tried his best to turn his hands sharply, and his techniques were like sealing and blocking them in front of him, trying to block the shocking sword.

And his hands were suddenly filled with black gloves.

Hearing a "clang" sound from the air, the flying sword stabbed between Lu Xiaofei's chest and paused, as if the sword edge was clamped by an invisible net. But the remaining power of the sword was not diminished, and the cold light at the tip of the sword suddenly spit out, and a trace of sword energy pierced into his chest, and immediately blood and flesh burst out, causing Lu Xiaofei to vomit and sniffle seven or eight steps, and his heels hit the wall behind him before stopping.

Lu Xiaofei did not grab the sword's edge with both hands, but his hands were spread out with ten fingers, so tight that blood was coming out of his gloves. It turned out that there was a thin silver thread between his hands, which was pulled by his palms and ten fingers like a spider web, locking the flying sword tightly, so that it made a sound like the sound of gold and iron clashing. The silver thread must have been extremely tough and sharp. Under Lu Xiaofei's control, he cut off his gloves, causing blood to flow in both hands. But the huge power contained in the sword still shocked his arms to a severe pain, and the sword energy rushed into the inner organs as his own true energy wandered, and his meridians were suddenly burning like fire.

Lu Xiaofei was extremely shocked. He didn't expect that this young Taoist priest would have such extraordinary martial arts cultivation, and he had also mastered the sword-controlling method that exists in the martial arts world as mythical! What he didn't know was that the young Taoist priest just wanted to keep him, so he didn't take full advantage of his attack, otherwise Lu Xiaofei would never be able to catch the power of this sword.

The two of them fought for a few breaths, and Lu Xiaofei was injured when he fought hard! He was so scared that he dared to fight. He waved his hands, and the sound of silver threads between his palms and fingers sounded again, and then he struck the flying sword in his arms and feet, and then gathered his remaining strength and jumped up, just like a rabbit rising and falling, falling into another alley in a mess and fleeing.

The young Taoist priest was still standing there and moving, watching Lu Xiaofei disappear. Although he was unwilling, he was not impatient. He saw the sword technique in his hand again, and the flying sword flew backwards like spirituality, and a stream of light fell on Ye Suzhen's hand.

The sword is three feet long, the sword is natural but elegant and gorgeous, the sword edge is cold and flows like a pool of autumn water, which is the famous sword of the Chongzhen Town School - Taiyi.

It is said that decades ago, Lu Huaichen found Taixigong, the world's number one sword-casting master, to ask for a sword. Taixigong personally forged three swords for him, one by name, "Clothes Rain Rod". Lu Huaichen, the former head of Chongzhen, wore a sword in his early years, and the other by name, "Jingye". Lu Huaichen passed down with his great disciple Qi Huayang. The third sword was "Taiyi", which is the meaning of Taoism's "one birth, two, two birth, three generations, and three generations of all things". It is said that this sword can not only cut stones, divide gold and cut iron like mud, but also contains sword spirits and has the supernatural power of the sword. Therefore, it is regarded by Lu Huaichen as a soldier of Chongzhen's sect, which is comparable to extraordinary disciples. Therefore, this sword has never been passed down to his disciples for decades, and people in the world only heard of its name but did not see its appearance. And now Ye Suzhen can actually wear this magical sword, which is enough to prove how much Lu Huaichen values ​​him.

Speaking of Chongzhen's three-mouthed sword, the most interesting thing is Lu Huaichen's sword "drying rod". When he heard this first day, it was not related to a sword. It is said that the reason why this sword is called this strange name is that after the sword was completed, Lu Huaichen went to take the sword. He did not expect to encounter heavy rain on the way and was soaked into a chicken. He saw that there was a dark and deteriorated sword next to Taixigong's sword-casting furnace, so he took it as a pole for drying clothes. Taixigong was ridiculous and laughed, so he said that this was his Lu Huaichen's sword and asked him to give the sword a name. After knowing the truth, Lu Huaichen was not disappointed and said, "The Taoism is the world, and it is fate at a glance. Today I use it to dry clothes, so it is better to do it as you wish, just call it drying clothes." So this story spread to the world and was cited as an anecdote by people in the martial arts world.

But Ye Suzhen held Taiyi in her hand, and her handsome face was already solemn. He stared at her eyes as if he had discovered something.

Then, he suddenly lifted his clothes and raised them, and the piece of clothes was cut into two pieces silently in front of him. The young Taoist priest frowned and whispered to himself: "What a great trap!"

Just under the sun, between the alleys, there was a faint silver light shaking around where Ye Suzhen stood. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't have found that the alley was covered with thin silver threads. These silver threads that were hard to see in the naked eye were crisscrossing like a huge spider web, and Ye Suzhen was standing in the middle of the spider web.

And these thin silver threads as thin as hair were actually extremely sharp. If Ye Suzhen hadn't noticed it, she would have rashly entered this trap without any observation, and she would have been dismembered on the spot.

What a great trap! Ye Suzhen couldn't help but feel cold in her vest. No wonder the man retreated in the alley with a strange body technique. It turned out that he took the opportunity to set up a cover barrier trap at that time. This calm and resilient thought is really terrifying and beyond reach.

"Since that man has such a careful plan, it must be inseparable from the sudden death of Li Yuansong." Ye Suzhen let out a breath, and as his wrist was running, the Taiyi sword light flowed and swept out to the surrounding silver silk spider web. A sound of golden blades hitting each other, and the trap made of the silver silk was cut off.

"This silver thread is not only sharp, but also extremely tough. No wonder that the man could take my sword with gloves. This silver thread is so powerful, I don't know where it comes from?" Ye Suzhen squatted down carefully and picked up a broken thread to observe carefully, but he didn't know the answer. After all, he was just entering the world, and too many complicated and strange things were too strange.

Ye Suzhen returned to the sword box and put away the broken silver wire. He couldn't help but frown when he remembered that there were two corpses in the Li family's yard.

A originally hilarious retreat ceremony suddenly became a disaster of death. No one had ever imagined this unexpected change. Ye Suzhen, as soon as he stepped into the world, he encountered this bizarre and strange thing. It seemed that this world was indeed not as simple and peaceful as he imagined.

The young Taoist priest sighed lightly and knocked on his forehead habitually, "Master, you know that I have never liked to be involved in right and wrong, but I never thought that I was right or wrong after getting off the mountain. Is this trip to the world right or wrong?"

Li Yuansong was once a disciple of the Chongzhen Sword Sect, and now he died tragically in front of Ye Suzhen. No matter whether it is reasonable, he could not stand by. However, Li Yuansong and Huo Zhendong died so bizarrely, and the person with suspicious signs is not an ordinary person. All signs show that this death accident is not simple.

"What a headache." The young Taoist priest sighed again. He looked up at the sun in the sky, but felt suddenly a little cold.

Three days later, the small city is located in the east at the hour of You.

Donglincheng is a small place located a hundred miles away from Changzhou. Although the place is small, it is located on a major transportation road. It is crowded with people from all directions and is quite prosperous.

It was the first hour of the first night, and the city in Donglin was already brightly lit and crowded. It was the time when the night market began, and it was very lively. At a relatively secluded corner of the street east of the city, an old man set up a stall to sell mutton soup. Although it was a small business, the old man had been setting up a stall here for more than ten years, and there were still people who came to visit his business frequently. Although he could not make a fortune by making a fortune through this little deal, it was good to earn some scattered silver to make a living.

The old man's surname is Chen, and he is in his early sixties when he meets him. He has been organizing this small mutton soup stall for more than ten years. Although there is no shop or a good location, he has very good skills. The mutton soup he made is authentic and delicious than other places. Therefore, in the snack industry near this place, Old Chen is also a well-known person.

Although the mutton soup stall is located in a remote location, the place is still clean and flat. The bamboo poles are pillars and thatch is the roof. A simple shed, a not-so-large stove, a large pot, and three small tables are the property of Lao Chen's business. It was the time when the lights were first on, Lao Chen hung up two lanterns, then sat next to the stove, picked up a small teapot and drank tea.

It was still early, and there were not many people passing by at the corner of the street, so Old Chen's business was quite deserted, and now there is only one customer.

It was a guest who looked like a young man. Old Chen had tea in his mouth and looked at the guest with a pair of dry eyes. He looked at the guest. He looked less than thirty years old. He had a ribbon tied his hair and wore a wide robe with black and white collars. Although it was not gorgeous, he could tell at a glance that the clothes were of high quality. He had a pretty eyebrows and eyes, but his face was a little pale and thin. On the cold night in early spring in March, he looked a little gentle and gentle. Old Chen was very old and had seen many people. He saw countless people, so he could see a bit of calmness from the gentle appearance of the young man.

The young man was lowering his head and drinking mutton soup. He thought that the mutton soup tasted really delicious. While drinking, he stirred his sword eyebrows, and smacked his lips from time to time, as if he had a lot of aftertaste.

Old Chen put down the teapot, got up and walked to the stove, and added two pieces of dry firewood to the stove. Soon after, the heat was pouring, and the pot also churned out, and heat came out. The old man opened the lid of the pot, and suddenly a strong fragrance wafted out with the wind, making people greedy.

Old Chen skillfully used a long spoon to stir in the pot to control whether the mutton and mutton crumbs were delicious. He frowned for a moment, probably because the heat was not enough, so he closed the pot again.

"This mutton soup is really delicious. Old shopkeeper, let me have another bowl." The only young guest spoke, the bowl in front of him was empty. He looked at Lao Chen with a smile, obviously not satisfied.

"Okay, let's come now." Old Chen responded quickly, quickly uncovered the lid of the pot, and scooped a bowl of mutton soup again. Seeing that the young man was gentle, he had a good impression of him, so he added a few more pieces of mutton to the soup.

Old Chen put the broth in front of the young man and said politely: "Young master, it's still a bit cold this day. Drinking two more bowls of soup can cure the cold."

The young man smiled slightly, nodded slightly, and said, "Old shopkeeper, your skills are really good. This mutton soup tastes different from other places."

Old Chen was praised and couldn't help but feel a little happy. He rubbed his hands and said, "Young man is a small business, so he can't afford the name of a shopkeeper. When it comes to craftsmanship, he can't get the top spot. It's just a superficial business."

The young man smiled and said, "The old shopkeeper is modest. I am not a polite word. I remember a year ago... well, it should be a year ago. When I first came to Donglin City, I drank your mutton soup and I have never forgotten it. So this time I revisited the old place, I must drink it again. The taste has not changed, and it is still nostalgic for people."

When Old Chen heard this, he couldn't help but look at the young master carefully, but he never had an impression of him in his mind. He rubbed his hands and said a little embarrassedly: "Please forgive me for being a clumsy man. This memory is not a good one. I really can't remember what the young master came a year ago. I heard that the young master's accent was not a local, but I don't know if the young master had something to do or was he passing by this time when he came to Donglin City?"

"I came from the south." The young man was very kind and didn't care about the old man's abruptness. He said, "I am a person who can't rest, so I like to walk around and see him. This time I passed by Donglin and met an old friend." He seemed to like to talk to people, so his words were casual and he looked like he was not scheming.

Seeing that the young man was not arrogant and friendly at all, Old Chen started talking too much. He said, "Looking at the appearance of the young man is not from an ordinary family, right? The world is not peaceful these days. You can be careful when you go out alone." Seeing that the young man was gentle and thin, he kindly reminded him.

The young man smiled slightly, and his pair of dark eyes turned, saying, "The old shopkeeper is intent. It is said that the people in Donglin City have always been simple and lively, and there are many people coming and going from north to south. I have never heard of anything."

"How can there be any peaceful place these days?" Old Chen shook his head and said, "Our Donglin City is just a small place. The wind and waves cannot bring this land, so it looks peaceful. But it is different from other places. I heard that something big happened in the neighboring Changzhou recently, which is quite scary." The old man rarely talked to him when his business was light, so he inadvertently said a few more words.

"Changzhou?" The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, took a sip of soup, and said casually: "I'm still preparing to travel to Changzhou, but I don't know what happened there?"

Old Chen said, "I also heard from several people in the world who passed by here yesterday. I heard that two people died in Changzhou a few days ago. They were not ordinary people, but the famous Changzhou iron sword hero Li Yuansong and his close friend Huo Zhendong. The old man also heard the names of these two people. They are both famous knights in the world and have great martial arts skills. It is said that the day was the day when Li Daxia washed his hands and retired from the world. But somehow, Li Daxia and Huo Zhendong suddenly died one after another. No suspicious people were caught at the scene. The situation was very strange. This terrible strange thing can be regarded as the most sensational event in Changzhou in recent years."

After Old Chen finished speaking, he found that the young man's expression had not changed much. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. The young man raised his eyes slightly and said disappointedly: "What a pity. I heard that the humanities and scenery in Changzhou are worth seeing, but now they have become a place of right and wrong. It seems that he has no luck for the time being."

"Yes, yes, the place of right and wrong should not be easily entered." Old Chen nodded and said, "I heard that there are many strong men in Changzhou now. Some of them were friends of Li Daxia during his lifetime. They wanted to find the murderer to avenge the Tiejian Hero, and some of them went to see the excitement. I heard those tourists in the Jianghu that there have been several battles and injuries caused by misunderstandings in Changzhou in the past two days, and the situation is very complicated. Even some past business travelers are taking detours now."

The young man said softly, "For such a chaotic and complicated situation, I am afraid that some people in the world will not find out any reason for this in a while, right?"

Old Chen shook his head and said, "I don't know this. How can ordinary people like us understand such things?"

Old Chen had a good impression of the young man, so he said, "If the young master likes to travel around the mountains and rivers, there are many good places to go around Changzhou. But I wish I could talk too much. Although the young master is not like a man in the world, he often goes out, why don't he bring more followers? At least he can protect his safety." He has seen many rich children traveling around under the name of traveling, and those people always bring bodyguards.

But I saw the young man smiled heartily and said, "Old shopkeeper, where are you and I living in this world? Swords and spears are the world, and firewood, rice, oil and salt are also the world. You said that we are very far away from the world, but in fact, it is not the case. Looking out from your old stall, you can see the world. Someone once said that there are worlds where there are people, and you and I are in the world."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup. He was slightly hot and the fragrance remained under his teeth.

When Old Chen heard this, he felt a little pounding in his heart. He seemed to understand it, but he didn't understand it very well, so he laughed and said, "Young Master's words seem to make some sense. People who have read books say something that people don't understand." He sighed softly, "Young Master, please use it slowly, I won't say much." He took the bowl and stepped back.
To be continued...