Huhu--

The night wind is silent, and there are no lights on the long road.

There were a few piles of debris in the dim alley behind Hutai Street, and the noise from the street was already inaudible.

Xu Buling and Ning Qingye walked to the depths of the alley with their long swords. Because of their special identity, they had already covered their faces and covered their eyes with their hats.

Ning Qingye stopped in the alley, looked around and said:

"Come out."

Stepping on—

At the corner of the alley ahead, two figures, also covered in black clothes, walked out, tall and wide cloaked, and there was no sign of men and women. One of them had a scimitar under his cloak.

If you dress up like this, you will naturally be because your identity on the surface cannot be exposed.

"who is he?"

Among the two of the other party, Zhongli Chuchu, who was disguised, took the lead in asking.

Ning Qingye relaxed his vigilance a little, walked closer and said casually:

"My friend can trust."

Zhongli Chuchu nodded, and Hu Yanjie next to him should be more cautious. This time, the buy-in was in Chang'an, where he was unfamiliar with the detective department. Ning Qingye and the detective department had a grudge, but the people Ning Qingye brought may not be reliable.

"Miss Ning, we believe you, but you should understand the rules of doing business in the world. Please explain the details of this brother."

Xu Buling was stunned when he heard the voice, and recalled a little. This was the last time he met when he accompanied Aunt Lu to buy rouge.

I thought I was here to do something big, but I didn't expect it to be a croaker...

Xu Buling was too lazy to report to his house, and he bent his knees and stepped on the ground hard, and rushed out.

Hu Yanjie and Zhongli Chuchu's faces suddenly changed. They thought Ning Qingye was bringing people to kill them, so they touched the weapons in their hands without hesitation.

Zhongli Chuchu is good at using poison and has good light skills, but she is not good at single-handed fights. After slightly turning her palms, she quickly retreated.

Hu Yanjie didn't want to fight to the death with someone who didn't know his identity. Seeing that there was a fraud here, he grabbed the scimitar with his right hand and wanted to fight and retreat.

Unfortunately, the two of them reacted slowly.

Snap-

Xu Buling flew out, and halfway through the journey, the long sword at his waist was out of the sheath, bringing out a terrifying cold light in the dark alley.

Ding Ding Ding--

Under the sword light, a few sparks burst out from the air, and the black poison needle that ordinary people could not detect was swept to the wall next to it.

Xu Buling's momentum remained unabated, and before Hu Yanjie could pull out the scimitar, he came to the two of them.

Zhongli Chuchu's green eyes showed surprise and fear, and he raised his arms to block it regardless of the matter.

Hu Yanjie pulled out his scimitar and slashed forward, but his heart was so cold that it was so fast that he was not a match at the same level.

"stop!"

Ning Qingye's face turned pale, but he had only had time to spit out two words.

The sword light passed by, so close that only the afterimage was left.

Hu Yanjie slashed the sky with a knife, and Zhongli Chuchu closed his eyes almost desperately. The two of them froze in place just half a step back.

Xu Buling landed behind the two of them, put a sword flower in his arms, slowly retracted the Snow Bright long sword back into the scabbard, and turned his head to reveal his beautiful peach blossom eyes:

"Xiao Ning, you two friends are not good."

Dingdang—

The sound of the scimitar falling to the ground woke Zhongli Chuchu who was pale. She felt it a little, and there was no pain on her body. She looked down and saw that there was an extra hole in the clothes on her waist, but only one layer was broken, and the lining inside was intact.

Hu Yanjie didn't dare to let out his anger. He watched the hat on his forehead fall down, and the incision was flat. When he moved forward, his sky spirit cover disappeared.

Ning Qingye widened his eyes, with a strange look. After thinking about it, he walked up to him with his sword:

"He is my friend, don't worry."

What can Hu Yanjie say? Whoever has the biggest fists in the world is the leader? Killing him is just like killing a chicken. It’s useless to be worried.

Zhongli Chuchu's face became a little solemn. He knew that he had met a master from the martial arts world. After thinking for a while, he spoke:

"Young master is good at martial arts. How dare you ask for your surname?"

Xu Buling didn't speak on the street last time, so he was not afraid that the other party would hear the sound and said casually:

"Xu Shanshan, the person sent a mixed number 'Eagle Finger Sanren', and the girl's eyes are pretty."

“…Little woman Zhongli Chuchu…”

Zhongli Chuchu felt that the young man was a little proactive. The foreign women were not as squeamish as the Central Plains women. She thought for a moment and prepared to take off the masked black veil.

But Ning Qingye knew Xu Buling's 'nature' and coughed lightly: "Don't waste time, Mr. Xu is busy with affairs and has no time to stay with us for too long."

Upon hearing this, Zhongli Chuchu had to give up the idea of ​​knowing and followed Ning Qingye to Renyi Hall...

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Renyitang is a place where twelve martial arts halls on Hutai Street discuss matters. Whenever you need it, the tourists from Jianghu will also book it.

The Lantern Festival is decorated with lights outside, but the Renyi Building is very quiet. The disciples of the Iron Line Boxing Pavilion have tightly surrounded the Renyi Building. There are people holding knives at the entrances of the alleys around. Occasionally, someone will come over, and there will be managers to check their identities and guarantees for an acquaintance to enter.

At night, the lights in Renyi Hall were brightly lit. Half of the twelve Grand Masters chairs were sitting, and many people stood there. Some were dressed up in ordinary clothes, and some were inconvenient to show up to cover their faces.

As people came one after another, there was a little noise in the lobby, discussing who was gathering people and who was preparing to deal with.

On the twelve Grand Master chairs, Yang Ping, the Iron Line Boxing Pavilion, was the hall of the Iron Line Boxing Pavilion. His old boxing was famously cruel in Chang'an City. When he was young, he had also been involved in the world and killed many people, but he was not caught by the government. Later, he worked in Chang'an for decades and was considered a whitewash. This time, Yang Ping came to collect the money and took charge of security.

Yang Ping held the purple clay pot and waited for a while. Before everyone arrived, he turned his head and looked at the two men in the hats next to him, and chuckled:

"All the acquaintances come, so don't hide it."

Wu You, the wild Taoist who had the sword at hand, had a plain voice: "It must be a big show, so it must be a big deal. Should you be more vigilant or more vigilant."

Yang Ping had a deal with Wu You and was familiar with each other. Seeing that Wu You and Xue Yi did not show their true faces, they would not say much. There were basically few people in the martial arts world. Wu You and Xue Yi were originally three brothers. Once when they were helping someone, they ran into Chen Daozi of Wudang and broke one.

As far as Yang Ping knew, Wu You avenged his brothers afterwards, went to Wudang Mountain alone to kill several Taoist priests and left. Chen Daozi, the god of Wudang, chased and killed three hundred miles without even catching them. He dared not evaluate how high his martial arts are. His light skills are definitely top-notch.

Because Wudang had a good relationship with the imperial court, Wu You and Xue Yi were afraid of being retaliated, so they rarely showed up in the world since then. This time, the owner of Yingchunlou came forward to contact him and invited these two masters.

As for the other tourists who were sitting in the rivers and lakes, there must be something shameful in secret. Even Ning Qingye, who had not arrived yet, secretly killed Zhang Xiang's bandits in Chang'an City.

As time gradually got late, a little impatient appeared in the quiet lobby, and Ning Qingye, who had finally been embarrassed, finally entered the lobby. The disciples outside closed the door. Although there were 30 or 40 people standing in the brightly lit lobby, they still seemed a little deserted and gloomy.

Ning Qingye is also quite famous in the world. There is a chair in the lobby. Xu Buling and Zhongli Chuchu are followers, so they can only stand behind Ning Qingye.

Zhongli Chuchu came here several times but stopped talking. She was obviously interested in the martial arts hero next to her, but she was not good at speaking on the occasion. Hu Yanjie knew that he was worth it, and at this time he was full of thoughts of following the boss to experience, and stood silently at the end.

Yang Ping glanced at it, and saw that everyone in contact was here, and said:
Chapter completed!