Chapter 16

On the martial arts field of Cuiliu villa, nearly 50 Zhuang Ding dressed in emerald green clothes stood in rows.

In front of them stood five people in different clothes.

One of them was dressed in Taoist robes, in his early thirties, holding a dust brush.

The other man was short, about forty, looked arrogant and held a long sword.

There are three people in general light yellow strong clothes. They look similar. They should be three brothers.

One of them had a scar on his face, which was pulled from his left eyebrow to his chin. It looked ferocious in the jumping fire.

On the ground in front of them, Cai Tong's body was placed.

On the stone steps in front of the court, two people in royal clothes stood in front of and behind. The man in the back stood respectfully. This person is Yue Zhizhong, the chief housekeeper of Cuiliu villa.

The man in front is in his early fifties and slightly fat. He is Yue Liushan, the leader of Cuiliu villa.

At this time, he was looking angrily at dozens of people standing in front of him.

"Great humiliation! Great humiliation! "

He spoke angrily.

When did Cuiliu villa suffer such humiliation?

More than a dozen guard Zhuang Ding watched an accomplice be killed by a teenager and left unharmed. This has never happened before.

"It's still in Yueyang. When did Cuiliu villa suffer such shame! I don't want to hear any other news about this boy. I just want to hear the news of his death. Moreover, he must die in Cuiliu villa“

He said slowly, with a deep tone and a burst of cold light in his eyes.

"Tonight, you'll search for the boy. Once you have news, remember not to scare the snake. Come back and report quickly“

Dozens of men left the village with a low promise.

The man with a scar on his face hugged his fist and said, "the three Jiaos of the Yangtze River are willing to share their worries for the villa leader!"

After that, he left Zhuang with the other two.

It turns out that these three people are really three brothers. Scar face is the eldest, called Fanjiang Jiao Zhou Jiang, the second is DaoHai Jiao Zhou Hai, and the third is Unicorn Jiao Zhou Hu.

Seeing this, the Taoist also looked at the head and said, "go and catch the boy!"

Then, with a little feet, people like pengniao climbed over the courtyard wall and disappeared into the night.

Yue Liushan looked at the man who held the sword without saying a word and looked arrogant, and his eyes shot a cold light.

"Dongting Yanxia sword is not Mr. Zuo, why don't you go?"

"Do we need to pour out for a weak crown boy?"

Zuo Buwei's tone is full of disdain.

"I know Mr. Zuo's sword technique is in Northern Hunan, so I think if Mr. Zuo can go out, the boy must be in Mr. Zuo's bag!"

"Since the villa leader values Zuo so much, Zuo will go this time!"

Zuo Buwei turned and strode away.

At this time, it is already late at night.

Traceless accompanied the little girl who had been kneeling in front of her grandfather's grave and refused to leave.

He quietly looked at the little girl who had lost her last relative and felt a trace of pity in his heart.

The little girl is as thin as him. She may have been wandering in the Jianghu for a long time, so she is thin and short.

Traceless is thinking about how to place the little girl. If she is placed in Yueyang City, I'm afraid she will be poisoned by Cuiliu villa sooner or later.

The cry of the owl in the distance makes people feel desolate in the quiet night.

A solitary grave, a solitary girl, a teenager and a donkey look very desolate and strange in the quiet night in the wilderness.

Fortunately, there is a moon in the sky, a yellow waning moon.

In this dark night, a figure slowly appeared three feet away from the solitary grave.

The figure has a sword in his hand.

"Are you the boy who killed the man of Cuiliu villa“

A slightly gloomy and proud voice suddenly remembered.

Startled, the little girl suddenly stood up and looked around.

Traceless slowly turned his head and saw that under the moonlight, a short man was also looking at him.

"Are you looking for me“

He seemed a little surprised.

"Of course it's for you“

"You want revenge for the bucket“

"No, I just want to kill you“

The little girl screamed. It's like seeing ghosts.

Without trace, he patted her thin and trembling shoulder.

"You go to the donkey. It's okay."

His eyes shone above the stars.

The little girl suddenly calmed down and her panic was swept away.

Traceless slowly pulled out his long sword and pointed at the man from a distance.

"My name is Zuo Buwei, Dongting Yanxia sword Zuo Buwei."

The man said slowly in a proud tone.

"I don't want to kill."

Traceless grin, pure and innocent.

With the sound of "Zheng", the left didn't scabbard the long sword. A cold light as cold as water brought a light shadow and sent out a burst of dragon chant.

"But if the rabbit is in a hurry, it will bite."

Traceless is still so light. It seems that the person standing in front of him is not the one who wants his life, but a friend who has been separated for a long time and met again.

Zuo Bu was shocked by the long sword in his hand and stabbed it out.

In his eyes, the young man was like a dead man. Although he also had a sword, he absolutely believed in his sword and his own sword technique.

The two swords meet each other and make a clear sound of attack in the quiet night.

Yanxia sword stretches and attacks several swords in a row.

Zuo Buwei's sword technique was originally learned from Hengshan misty rain sword technique.

He is the closing disciple of Hengshan leader Chen Chengliu.

The misty rain sword technique is elegant and graceful. It is as dense as a drizzle.

Thirty six style Yanyu sword, none of which is a killing move. It's all about the point. It's useless at most. It is in line with the great compassion of Buddhism.

But this left was not evil by nature. He changed his sword technique from kindness to malice.

These swords are extremely sinister.

Once the traceless wrist turns, the long sword is gentle and pleasant, just as the long sword was born in the hand.

"Ding Ding" several times to melt the serial swords attacking his lower abdomen.

Zuo Buwei showed an unexpected and cold look in his eyes.

He never thought that the thin boy could escape the three swords he attacked.

But he was surprised to see that the traceless long sword was flexible, moved very fast, and changed its direction, which ordinary people didn't dare to think.

At the same time, it also deepened his determination to kill traceless.

Not for the silver reward of Cuiliu villa, but for the young man's brilliant sword technique.

This is jealousy, the jealousy of one swordsman against another.

In the Jianghu, it is precisely because of this jealousy that there are many inexplicable killings.

Traceless star eyes are like electricity. Looking at this sinister Zuo Buwei.

Suddenly, the counter defense was an attack, and the Qingyuan sword was like a flood of water.

The left doesn't wave for the long sword. The twin swords burst into sparks under the dim moonlight.

More than ten swords came down, and Zuo Buwei retreated five steps in a row. Sweat has been seen on the temples.

His swordsmanship is not first-class, but he is very confident. He is not afraid of anyone in Yueyang.

But he forgot that traceless was not Yueyang's.

So for the first time, there was a panic in his heart, a panic of imminent disaster.

The traceless sword is airtight, continuous and fierce.

This is the first time he has made the donkey training seventeen swords so completely.

With a dull hum, the left didn't retreat. A wisp of blood meandered down the right hand holding the sword.

Traceless long hair flying, clear eyes, but there is no consistent smile at the corners of the mouth.

"You bully good people and kill innocent people indiscriminately. You are so righteous and come to seek revenge! Do you really think this world belongs to Cuiliu villa“

His voice became sharp for the first time, like his Qingyuan sword.

The little girl looked at her from a distance. She was timid and suddenly stood up straight.

She looked at the back with traceless long hair. Although it was as thin as a monkey, it was so tall in her eyes, like a God.

Zuo Buwei's sword holding hand was trembling, and the blood slowly dropped dust along the long sword.

"Go back and tell the villa leader of Cuiliu villa that one day I will visit in person“

Traceless slowly took back the long sword, looked at the sinister and indifferent Zuo Buwei, and said calmly.

Zuo Buwei's heart almost collapsed. He couldn't imagine how he got the sword just now!

He knew very well that his arm would have returned to dust if it had not been for the last moment and no trace had removed some strength.

With a forced fist, he turned away without saying a word.

In Cuiliu villa, Zuo Buwei has the highest martial arts except yueliu mountain.

But he was defeated and convinced.

The little girl came slowly and looked at his shining eyes. Her eyes were full of joy and worship.

Traceless suddenly grinned with a sunny, innocent smile.

"Didn't you scare you just now“

The little girl shook her head. Although she was clearly afraid, she shook her head firmly.

"My name is Xiao Li. What's my brother's name“

"My name is traceless“

"No trace“

Xiaoli muttered to himself, as if trying to remember the name.

In fact, it was not. Only once, the name had been engraved into her heart.