Song Qingshu was almost choked to death by the saliva, thinking that the number of scapegoats for himself has skyrocketed recently.
Fortunately, there was no need for him to refute in person, Na Ya'a had already shook his head and said: "It shouldn't be him, that person's martial arts are not as high as his, and he is using a real sword, not sword energy."
Li Chimei thought for a while and replied: "Except for Song Qingshu, the famous sword master in the world belongs to Feng Qingyang of the Huashan School, but it is said that he fell after a battle with Dongfang Bubai. Got its true biography."
"Linghu Chong?" Naya thought thoughtfully, "Is there anything else?"
Li Chimei is in charge of the masters under Temujin's command, and she is familiar with the allusions in the Central Plains martial arts: "The head of the Wuyue Sword School is also a master of swords, and the sword used by Mr. Xiaoxiang Yeyu Moda is thin and long. It is as thin and long as you describe. Some of them are facing each other."
"Mo Da?" Naya'a thought for a while and shook his head, "It shouldn't be him."
"I heard that the evil swordsmanship in the martial arts has become an uproar in recent years, but looking back at the source, it should be that Lin Chaoying's swordsmanship was somewhat related. In the past, he had a battle with this peerless woman. Her swordsmanship is light The spirit is also treacherous, and it should be able to cause such wounds." When Li Chimei said this, there was a complicated look in his eyes, obviously the impression Lin Chaoying left on him back then was extremely indelible.
Song Qingshu was taken aback. He knew that Lin Chaoying's swordsmanship against evil had a connection with Lin Chaoying, but he never thought that Li Chimei would fight against her.
"Age and cultivation do not match..." Naya'a muttered to himself, "Then does she have any descendants or disciples?"
Li Chimei replied: "I heard that there is a man named Lin Pingzhi, but it seems that he didn't get the true biography of the evil sword manual. Instead, it was the Yang Guo who was in the fourth prince's residence before. His body style is similar to that of Lin Chaoying back then. It's somewhat similar, except that he's now using an epee, and he's more likely to follow the path of Dugu seeking defeat."
Hearing this, Song Qingshu couldn't help asking: "Have you ever fought against Dugu Qiubai?"
There was a trace of fanaticism in Li Chi's eyes: "I don't have that ability. I just heard my master mention it when I was young. It's a legend. If I can fight him one day, even if I die in his hands, my whole life will be worth it."
Naya'a didn't have such sentiments, he was concerned about his own question: "Is there one that is more inclined to the killer style?"
"Assassin style?" Li Chimei was taken aback. Apparently, a master like him would not look down on those assassins. After all, most assassins are slanted with swords. Martial arts cultivation has its natural flaws, and sneak attacks may not be harmful, but Head-to-head confrontation is always inferior to real
master.
For so many years, the only killer he has been able to see is the old man in the mountain, the great elder of the Persian Ming religion.
However, he still answered Naya'a's question: "As far as I know, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty raised a killer named Zhongyuan Yidianhong. His swords were fast and accurate, and often only left a blood spot on the target. Large and small wounds."
Song Qingshu was startled when he heard that. You must know that the identity of Zhongyuan Dianhong is quite secret. He knows such people. It is conceivable how much intelligence work Mongolia has done to the countries of the Central Plains. Obviously, he has long had the idea of going south. .
"It's too far from here..." Naya asked again, "Is there such a person in Mongolia?"
At this time, Li Chimei didn't answer right away, but gave him a meaningful look: "Are you investigating something?"
Na Ya'a said with a wry smile: "It is inconvenient to disclose the details for the time being, I hope you will forgive me."
Basiba next to him spoke up: "Similar from the same lineage of the Holy Gate, Li Chimei has some things to say, but I don't have these concerns. As far as I know, there is indeed such a sword master near Helin City. That is the heir of the evil king Shizhixuan Butian Pavilion—Yang Xuyan, known as the Shadow Assassin, but this person's whereabouts are mysterious and unknown, and he seems to have disappeared these years."
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. He finally understood why Hai Milo asked him for help. Presumably, Na Ya'a found out something, and she had to kill her to silence her.
Both Khasar and Nachen died that night. Could it be that Hai Mi lost his hand
But no matter how you say it, Naya is the commander of the cowardly Xue army, in charge of Temujin's guard work, can he be killed casually? No matter how powerful Sea Lost is behind the scenes, it would be difficult to deal with the aftermath after killing such a person, right
Hearing the shadow assassin, Naya'a's eyes lit up, as if he had found the answer all along, he said to the two, "Can I borrow someone from you?"
Ba Siba smiled and said: "The commander is serious, you can borrow whoever you want."
Na Ya'a looked at Song Qingshu: "I want to ask Shuiyue Dazong to accompany me for a trip, I wonder if Dazong is happy?"
Song Qingshu guessed it was like this: "Of course I am happy, I don't know about them..."
Li Chimei and Basiba at the side naturally wouldn't obstruct, anyway, Shuiyue Dazong didn't have much to do here, so it's better to sell them a favor.
Song Qingshu left with Na Ya'a very quickly, as if seeing his doubts, Na Ya'a said: "I'm going to find the evil king Shi Zhixuan this time to inquire about Yang Xuyan's news, facing that lunatic, with you Only such a master can rest assured."
"Commander
You are also the top expert in this city, why are you so afraid of Shi Zhixuan? "Song Qingshu wondered.
Na Ya'a waved his hand: "You are putting gold on my face. Although my martial arts are not bad, there is still a clear gap compared with Shi Zhixuan and you guys. The leader of the two sects of the Middle Way, his movements are extremely cunning, he is best at making surprise attacks and killing people, and because of his emotional instability, he makes attacks without warning, making it impossible to guard against."
After a while, he leaned over and added in a low voice: "A few years ago, there was a thousand households who didn't know where he was offended, and he killed him on the spot. This matter was a big deal at the time, but it was left alone in the end. I I don’t want to be such an unlucky ghost.”
Song Qingshu nodded, if he were Na Ya'a, he would probably feel guilty.
When the two were chatting, suddenly an arrow shot from behind. Although Na Ya'a was modest in mouth, he was not weak at all, and he directly grabbed the arrow in his hand.
At this time, a few barbarian yelled and rushed towards this side with a scimitar, but it was a pity that they were quickly subdued by the soldiers under Na Ya'a's command before they approached.
Naya'a walked over with a gloomy face, looking down at the few barbarians who were pinned to the ground.
"Naya, you have to die, you robbed our property, occupied our wives and daughters..." Several Hu people had thick accents. Although Song Qingshu could only understand a few words, he could roughly restore what they said. what.
Before they could finish speaking, Na Ya'a chopped off their heads and said coldly, "Assassinating court officials in the street is a death penalty!"
Wiping the blood on the spatula with the clothes of the dead body on the ground, Na Ya'a walked back, saw Song Qingshu's dumbfounded expression, and put on his previous smile again: "They are Hu merchants from the Western Regions. Chilaowen's way, now that Chilaowen is dead in Tieyanbu, the trade routes under him will definitely be replaced by other people in the city, but these Hu merchants think that I did it, I am really wronged."
Song Qingshu forced a smile: "It's their own fault." Seeing his kind face before, he seemed to be a good person, but he didn't expect to be a bad guy.
Na Ya'a went on to say: "If you are interested, I will give you some dry shares. The noble families in this city have great fortunes, and they don't need money for food and clothing. The salary alone is not enough." Obviously, this move also exists. Trying to buy his mind.
Song Qingshu's eyes lit up, and he was worried that he couldn't send Guo Jing and the others out of the city. The identities of these Hu merchants were just used to deceive people, and now there was only Hai Lost's letter to leave the city: "Then thank you, Commander."