He stopped by the side of the road and listened for a while. There was not much movement in front of him. It was almost certain that it was just people from the rivers and lakes competing there. It seemed that there were quite a few people from a distance, but this had nothing to do with Xia Leng and the others.

"Don't worry about it, let's go around."

Xia Leng doesn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, it's very easy to cause accidents, and what he dislikes the most are uncontrollable accidents.

"Yes." Ji Jiu listened to the order, drove the carriage again, and moved forward slowly, but at the same time, she focused on guarding her surroundings in case of accidents.

When the carriage passed by, those gathered Jianghu people also cast curious and examining eyes.

"My lord, these people have fierce eyes." Xiao Xiu'er looked out through the gap in the curtain, "No matter how you look at it, they don't look like good people."

Xia Leng said indifferently: "People in the Jianghu are living a life of licking blood. Do you think there will be good people?" I don’t know. Well, I’m also a reader of novels. Those disciples from famous and upright families, don’t they walk the rivers and lakes just to fight for justice. I’m in Lan

Jing has heard that there are four great princes in the Jianghu, such as the white jade master, the red maple son...not only young and handsome, but also strong in martial arts, he is the dream lover of many girls. "Speaking, Xiao Xiu'er found that Xia Leng's eyes were still full of contempt, and quickly reached out to help: "Xiao Ling'er, your Yunfeng family is also a powerful force in the Jianghu, you should know something about the Jianghu. Do you think the fourth son is a good person?

Are the people in the decent school good people? "Sister Xiu'er, this is really not certain." "Feng Tianling hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help but tell the truth, "There are also intrigues among the decent families. As for the four young masters, I can't say that they are all bad guys. But the white jade boy

Not a nice guy at all. "Xiao Xiu'er stared at Feng Tianling, and said with some displeasure: "That's 'Heavenly Baiyujing', he is known as the number one son in Jianghu, his deeds of chivalry, robbing the rich and helping the poor, there are storytellers in Lanjing's restaurants every day Talk about it. how could he be bad

What about people? "I don't know about other things, but the fact that my brother provoked the Xiuxian sect was designed to frame him." "Feng Tianling said indignantly: "That Mr. Baiyu also took the opportunity to blackmail our family. Said it could help us get rid of that sect

I had a misunderstanding, but he took the money and did nothing. Instead, he provoked people, causing my brother to flee to the end of the world, and there has been no news of it so far. " "Is he really so bad?" "Xiao Xiu'er felt that the three views had been challenged. Although she was still a little hard to accept, she didn't have much doubt about Feng Tianling's words, so she couldn't help but feel a little awkward in her heart, thinking: If there is a chance to meet Bai Yu

Young master, you must ask carefully what is going on.

"Stop whoever comes!"

Not surprisingly, Xia Leng and his carriage were stopped by those Jianghu people.

"What's the matter?" Ji Jiu looked coldly at the person blocking the carriage, "Could it be that my friend wants to rob you?"

The people blocking the carriage were a few young men in strong yellow suits. They were not very strong, but they looked extremely powerful. Their slightly bulging temples showed that their martial arts were not low. "Shut up! You don't want to insult us!" The leader of the man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but has a garlic nose. He looks strange, holding a golden knife in his hand, and shouted coldly: "We are golden swords!" Doorman, how can you be a robber and wait for the next three?

Dirty things! "

"Then what do you want to do?" Ji Jiu said calmly. He had heard of the Golden Knife Sect, and he was quite famous in the Yunzhou realm, and he was affiliated with a third-rate cultivating sect called Wan Qi Sect.

The garlic-nosed man glanced at the carriage, and he knew something in his mind. Although the carriage is considered luxurious, it is not top-notch, and there is no family emblem or other marks on the body. It is obviously just an ordinary wealthy family, and you can handle it a little bit. . "Today, our Yunzhou Nine Sects held a martial arts test here to determine the leader of the Nine Sects, and lead the team to participate in the grand meeting in Lanjing in September." The man with a garlic nose revealed a touch of arrogance, "You pass by here, It can be regarded as fate, so I invite a few friends

Staying to be a witness will not waste much time, and we will give some thanks afterwards. "People in the rivers and lakes compete with each other. In addition to inviting their colleagues to participate in the meeting, they will also invite some outsiders to be witnesses. If there are not enough people invited, they will indeed pull strong men on the street. However, from this point of view It can be seen that the so-called Yunzhou Nine

Pie, it's really not very popular.

Ji Jiu was worried that being a witness of this kind of competition would humiliate Xia Leng's identity, so she refused: "That's unnecessary, my son has other important matters to deal with, so we can't delay here." Give us Yunzhou Nine face, right?" The garlic-nosed man raised his eyebrows, showing a strong displeasure, he casually held a knife, and said in a cold voice: "In this case, in the future when you are in the border of Yunzhou, I am afraid that there will be no Some do not

Good to go. "

The few people following the garlic-nosed man also swung their knives horizontally, as if they were ready to attack at any time, which was somewhat imposing.

"Really? I want to know why the road is so difficult." Of course Ji Jiu heard the threat in the words, but she didn't take it seriously. These Jianghu sects were nothing to worry about in his eyes.

The garlic-nosed man's heart trembled. This man saw their battles and heard the name of the Nine Schools of Yunzhou. He dared to say such a thing. He was either a stubble or a stupefied young man. It was not easy to deal with. .

"Ji Jiu, forget it, it's okay to let them go and have a look." Xia Leng's unique indifferent voice came from the carriage, and there was no emotion at all. Xia Leng is not the same type of person as his father, he doesn't like to use violence to solve problems, and he hates trouble. It's not a problem to go straight to the past now, but it will also draw the attention of the Nine Schools of Yunzhou on them.

Will waste more time.

Ji Jiu respectfully replied, "Understood."

"May I ask what your name is, Young Master?" The garlic-nosed man listened to his voice, felt that the people in the carriage might be of good status, and immediately cupped his hands and said, "I owe you a favor this time, and I will definitely repay it in the future. "

"No need." Xia Leng said indifferently: "My surname is Leng. We will leave after watching your competition. I don't think there will be any intersections in the future. There is no need to talk about rewards."

The garlic-nosed guy also has the arrogance that sects should have, and he was a little annoyed when he heard this, he cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Leng, this way please!"

Under the guidance of the disciples of the Golden Knife Sect, Ji Jiu drove the carriage to a small path on one side, and after turning around a few times, she saw a large manor in the forest called Zhuxianzhuang.

After entering the manor, Ji Jiu drove the carriage and was led to the stable by the disciples of the Golden Knife Gate.

Xia Leng got out of the carriage with Feng Tianling and Xiao Xiu'er, and walked slowly towards the front yard of the manor under the guidance of the man with the garlic nose.

On the square in the middle of the front yard of the manor, a large platform was erected. There were many seats on the eight sides of the platform, but none of them were full. It is estimated that there were no more than three to five hundred people at most.

At this moment, two young men on the stage were fighting fiercely, one holding a sword and the other holding a knife, and the battle was inextricably linked.

"It's just the two of them fighting." Xiao Xiu'er glanced at the platform from a distance, and subconsciously said, "It doesn't look like much." "Girl, watch your words!" Turning around, he warned in a cold voice: "The person holding the knife on the stage is Ding Ziyang, the young master of the Golden Knife Sect, and the other person is Wen Xiao, a disciple of the Foil Sword School.

flow level. If you are not afraid, don't talk nonsense. "

"There's nothing I don't understand." Xiao Xiu'er wrinkled her nose, and turned back directly, "It's just not good, let's not let people talk about it, Ji Jiu can hit a dozen or twenty of them."

The picky-nosed man didn't want to argue with women, lest he be accused of bullying women, so he had to look at Xia Leng: "Mr. Leng, I advise you to discipline your maid, otherwise you will get into trouble." "I don't think so. There will be any troubles, and she didn't say anything wrong. A saber technique is muddled, and a sword technique is gaudy, it's not very good." Xia Leng inherited Xia Leng's temperament of protecting weaknesses, that is, only he can bully his own people, but

It is absolutely not allowed for outsiders to say: "If you have time, let your young master practice more hard, this saber technique is really not satisfactory."

On the platform, the young man who wielded the knife had amazing hearing. Hearing what Xia Tian and the others said, he was very annoyed in his heart.

"Brother Jin, I accept it." The young man who wielded the sword held the long sword upside down, gave a salute with a smile, and directly decided the victory or defeat without giving the opponent a chance to entangle.

The young man who used the knife couldn't vent his resentment, so he could only roar at Xia Tian: "What did you just say, dog! Say it again if you have the guts!"

As soon as he drank, everyone present naturally turned their attention to Xia Tian and the other three.

"Who is the dog scolding!" Xiao Xiu'er heard someone scolding Xia Leng, and immediately became angry, pointing at the young man who wielded a knife: "My son said that your sword skills are too bad, is it wrong? Say it a hundred times, Your knife skills are also bad."

"You're courting death!" said the young man who wielded the knife, and was about to jump off the stage, and slashed at him with the knife in his hand.

"Hey, brother Jin, hold your hand!" The young man who wielded the sword stepped forward and teased with a smile: "I think she just said something unintentionally, why are you angry with a girl?"

Xiao Xiu'er said again: "You are not very good as a sword wielder, and your level is very bad. It is your blessing that my young master commented on you."

Saying these words made the young man of Jian's complexion turn cold.

"Ma Xingri, who did you bring here!" One of the middle-aged men in a gold-embroidered robe opened his eyes angrily and shouted angrily at the garlic-nosed man.

The garlic-nosed man trembled in fright, and hurriedly reported back: "Master, they are just passing guests, and the disciples called them over to be witnesses."

"What kind of bastard guest, call me out!" The man in the golden robe said coldly, "Especially this lowly servant girl, she slapped her mouth to pieces, and she is talking nonsense here!"

The garlic-nosed man had no choice but to give Xia Leng an apologetic look, and said, "Master Leng, Mr. Ma warned you to be careful with your words. It's a pity that you didn't listen to the advice, so don't blame Mr. Ma for being ruthless."

"A group of boring people held a boring meeting, and no one else is allowed to comment." Xia Leng was a little unhappy, and said coldly: "You don't have to think about the quota for Lanjing, you should go back to your own home. Practice hard for another ten years."

"That's a big tone, then let me try your weight." While speaking, the young man who wielded the knife raised his knife and slashed at Xia Leng.

The knife, as fast as electricity, reached Xia Leng's throat in the blink of an eye. This is not a try, it is clearly a killer move that kills with one blow.