Chapter 63

Upstairs in Guiyang, a pale hand, a black folding fan and a pair of cold and deep eyes.

On his pale hand, he wore a big green wrench, which was incompatible with his dark red clothes.

The wine glass slowly turned in his hand. For nearly half an hour, the wine was still that glass of wine.

Guiyang downstairs, ten mile long street, bustling and lively as before.

The man in black calmly looked at the endless crowd on the long street and finally drank a glass of wine slowly.

"Guiyang..."

He muttered to himself in a low voice that only he could hear clearly.

Suddenly, he shook his head gently, and a cold smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

A young man slowly came to the elegant room of the man in black and stood with his head down.

"Martial uncle, now the fast knife sect has been secretly searched and arrested. It seems that the rumor should be true."

The man in black slowly grabbed the iron fan on the table and said calmly, "I'll keep an eye on it. As soon as there is any wind and grass, I'll report back to me immediately."

The young man left with a boxing salute.

The man in black took out the broken silver from his arms, put it on the table and left quietly.

The Chung Ling River still flows slowly, and the autumn sun is still poisonous.

In a courtyard by the river, a young man in royal clothes gently twisted a blooming chrysanthemum and gently sent it to his nose. He smelled it deeply and seemed to enjoy it very much.

Not far behind him, Wei Qiuyu stood with his sword.

"You came to Guiyang without permission just to fight with Qiufeng Dao?"

The words of the Royal Prince are as calm as water.

Wei Qiuyu nodded and his eyes flashed.

"How about winning or losing?"

The Royal young master was not at all unhappy because of Wei Qiuyu's silence.

"Win or lose."

The Royal young master seemed stunned. He put down his chrysanthemum and said, "why?"

"Because the young lady is here."

Young master royal clothes suddenly smiled softly. This smile was very natural and happy.

"I'd like to advise you that you should not act rashly before the big event is over! If this destroys my father's important affairs, I think you should know what the consequences will be. "

This sentence is still as calm as water. But Wei Qiuyu heard a serious warning.

Yes, the Lord attaches great importance to this trip to Guiyang. Otherwise, he won't send the Royal Prince to supervise in person.

And He Wei Qiuyu, just because of a "autumn wind, autumn rain scattered", he secretly came to Guiyang, but he finally met with the childe.

A middle-aged scholar quietly came to the courtyard and said in a solemn voice, "I'm telling you, the fast knife gate has begun to take action and investigate secretly."

The glittering and translucent fingers of the royal prince seemed to shake slightly, and an imperceptible look flashed in his eyes.

"Let Qi Deng tell Liu Yidao not to make a big fuss, let alone make the city full of wind and rain!"

Young master royal clothes said slowly and turned to look at Wei Qiuyu.

Then he said calmly, "what's the news about the boy called traceless?"

"No, according to the eyeliner, he kept talking with the beggars all day, and did not sing in the autumn wind. There was also a young man named Tang Qi drinking and playing together without any exception. Just... Just... "

The scribe answered and suddenly hesitated.

"Just what?"

"Miss is with them, too,

The young man in royal clothes gave a light "Oh", smiled softly and said calmly, "don't disturb her, otherwise she won't bypass you."

The scribe was stunned, but he respectfully promised and saluted away.

With that, the young man in royal clothes turned around, twisted the chrysanthemum again, and said softly, "now that the autumn rain sword is here, let's go and rain. It's been sunny for too long this autumn. "

Wei Qiuyu nodded gently, with a cold light in his eyes.

He knows that this is the childe's order to kill.

In the painted boat beside the Chung Ling River, Qi Deng still stood leisurely on the pavilion and looked far from the handrail.

He looked at Guiyang tower, Baiying tower and Shili street in Guiyang.

After listening to his subordinates' return, he suddenly felt that the whole Guiyang was among his Qi Deng's applause.

Just as Yueyang applauded Leng Jiexing at that time, he just forgot the final end of Leng Jiexing.

He easily knocked on the handrail. If he didn't deliberately imitate cold picking stars, maybe he had sung out.

As long as you finish this thing, you will be able to make a rapid progress. Don't mention the two leaders, even the two CHILDES, who will look at me differently.

He suddenly smiled and smiled.

In those years, when he was sent to attach to Leng Jiexing, he didn't understand very much.

Jiangnan star picking building may be a little famous in the Yangtze River area. Cold star picking can also be regarded as a figure, but what can it be in the eyes of his lord?

Now, he thanked his immediate boss. If he hadn't been sent to rely on Leng Jiexing, how could he learn to plan strategies?

Mo Ge plays with Qin Ji and never misses Shu.

Tang Qi revolved around Mu Xue all day. I'm afraid he even forgot his last name.

Yankai took the beggars' sect disciples to the streets to look for clues.

Traceless came quietly outside the city.

Autumn in Guiyang is a little boring, although it will be the Mid Autumn Festival in a few days.

No trace left the city and walked with confidence.

Guiyang is mountainous. After walking a few miles, it has entered the mountains and forests and is becoming desolate.

Guiyang is so big that it's not difficult to find a person surnamed dragon, but with so many people surnamed dragon, who is the one with the remnant picture?

His eyes are deep, which can only be seen when he is alone.

Suddenly, a break came: "stop!"

No trace followed the sound and saw a woman in Jing clothes and skirts running away desperately more than ten feet away. Behind him, there were four people in hot pursuit, each holding a steel knife.

That's a disciple of the fast knife sect. I recognized it at a glance.

He dodged into a boulder and looked.

I saw that the woman was running towards her side in fear.

"Stop! If you run again, you'll catch it and strip off your clothes! "

A man shouted while chasing, while the others laughed.

The woman was more frightened and looked back. Unexpectedly, she slipped and fell to the ground.

At this time, the woman was less than three feet away from the traceless hiding place.

No trace saw that she was only about sixteen years old. Her face was frightened and tears had flowed out of her eyes.

When the four disciples of the fast knife sect saw her fall, they surrounded him and laughed.

"Run, little girl. I run very fast. I'm tired to death."

A man shouted.

As he spoke, he pointed a steel knife at the girl.

The girl's face turned pale. She must have been too frightened and tears rolled down her eyes.

"You... You..."

The men laughed wildly when they saw that she was inexplicably frightened.

"Don't be afraid, sister. Tell your brother that you are a dragon?"

Asked a man.

The girl shook her head blankly. Obviously she didn't know why they asked.

Another man said, "I think her last name is long..."

When he spoke, he smiled and grabbed the girl with his hand.

The girl screamed, trembled all over, and slowly tried to step back.

Unexpectedly, another man blocked the way, and the girl's frightened eyes just looked at the traceless hiding place.

She suddenly saw a pair of big and bright eyes and a sunny smile.

In a daze, a hand has been unscrupulously extended to the girl's heart in a burst of evil laughter.

Suddenly, a cold star flashed, accompanied by a dull hum.

The four men stepped back in amazement. Blood was winding on the wrist of the man who reached out to catch the girl.

Then, they saw a thief as thin as a monkey, staring at a pair of clear and innocent eyes, showing a sunny smile, holding a long cold sword, calmly standing beside the girl and looking at them.

The girl's frightened eyes looked at the thin boy and the sword in the boy's hand.

On the tip of the sword, a little blood dripped slowly.

"Don't be afraid. With me, it's them you should be afraid of."

No trace looked at the girl and said calmly.

The four men seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world and laughed wildly.

"Boy, do you know who we are?"

A man raised his knife and pointed to no trace.

"Yes, you are from the fast knife door."

Without trace, it seems that we are not facing four vicious disciples of the fast knife sect, but four friends we haven't seen for many years.

The four were stunned at first. Is this man a fool? How dare you mind your own business when you know we are the fast knife sect?

"Why don't you get out of here? Do you want to die? "

A man said viciously.

The girl had been timidly hiding behind traceless, but his words almost frightened her to scream.

Traceless smiled and said calmly, "I didn't want to kill you, but you often bully the weak. Leaving you in this world will only harm more people."

The four people burst into a drink, and the four steel knives split to no trace at the same time with the sound of the wind.

The Qingyuan sword shook and gave out a long and clear dragon chant, and then a wisp of cold light suddenly appeared.

The donkey training sword technique only needs one move to deal with such a straw bag.

In the light and shadow of the sword, there was not even a sound of mutual attack. Four consecutive dull hums sounded almost at the same time.

Qingyuan sword has been "Shua" into the scabbard.

The girl stared at the four people's chest, a wisp of blood gushed out, and then fell to the ground one after another.

Traceless looked at her frightened eyes and said with a smile, "don't be afraid, they deserve to die."

At this moment, the breeze was light, blowing the traceless skirt and making a sound of hunting.