When the sword edge brushed Liu Xilai's throat, only the word "regret" was left in his heart.
Where there is concern, there will be regret.
What Liu Xilai cared about was not his own life.
More than 20 years ago, when he was defeated by the "Zizhu Layman", he already regarded himself as a dead person.
And when he lost everything, it was the Xie family who extended a helping hand to him so that he could live like a person again.
Therefore, in the life after that, Liu Xilai did not live for himself, but for Xie's family...to repay kindness.
Compared with his own life, Liu Xilai cared more about the honor, disgrace and gains and losses of the Xie family.
Unfortunately, he still failed to protect Xie Wuhua well.
Liu Xilai is indeed old. Before the age of forty, he never misjudged his opponent's strength. The only time he misjudged the opponent's strength was after the age of forty; Ruined his rivers and lakes.
Today, he was wrong again, and this time the mistake was... more serious.
Before Leng Yuqiu said the phrase "Where to do it, when to do it, and who to kill... are all my freedom", Liu Xilai still believed that the situation was still under control.
But when those words came out, Leng Yuqiu's breath changed...
At that moment, he no longer held back that raging sword intent, nor concealed his murderous intent.
It was also at this moment that Liu Xilai discovered something, a terrible thing. Leng Yuqiu's martial arts cultivation was much higher than he expected... very much!
From just now... Leng Yuqiu was not meditating on the bed, but practicing sword.
Some people may be surprised that sitting on a bed with legs crossed and eyes closed...is it considered to be practicing sword
Generally speaking... not counting.
But Leng Yuqiu is obviously not in this "general" range.
When a person's martial arts has reached a certain level, his practice method will not be limited to form; for such a person, the practice of "form" is less efficient than the practice of "mind".
Of course, there are very few people like that, looking at the entire martial arts world, it can be said that they are rare; even Xie Xiuwen, the current Patriarch of the Xie family, has not yet reached this level.
However, Leng Yuqiu, who looked like he was only about 30 years old, already possessed such a cultivation level.
Therefore, Liu Xilai, who understood this, quickly changed his attitude and tried to get away; he thought... With the prestige of the Xie family and his attitude of lowering his figure... the other party would not take action because of this level of offense.
However, what Leng Yuqiu said next made Uncle Liu feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Not only did he not let the two of them leave, he also told the reason why he killed Ma Dabeard, because the other party interrupted him to "practice sword".
These words, to the innocent young master Xie Wuhua, were just a little strange; but to Liu Xilai's ears... it was like the roar of a death knell.
At this point, Liu Xilai chose to kneel... His last words were to declare that he was willing to give up his life and dignity to save Xie Wuhua's life.
However, even this request, Leng Yuqiu did not agree.
Perhaps... Xie Wuhua was relatively lucky. He didn't understand what happened in this room until he died. He didn't have to experience shock, fear, pain, despair, and finally regret to die like Uncle Liu.
He just died in surprise, quickly and without much pain.
...
The body fell to the ground, and the sword was sheathed.
Leng Yuqiu sat back on the side of the bed and took a deep breath.
His sword kills without blood.
But he is somewhat bloodthirsty.
He likes to be around someone who has just died, smelling the fresh smell of blood.
This smell can only be enjoyed by winners, it can remind Leng Yuqiu... the price of failure.
"You are still the same..." Suddenly, another voice sounded in the room, a gentle and deep male voice, "As long as you can find even the slightest reason to convince yourself, you can't wait to kill someone."
When Leng Yuqiu heard this voice, he smiled.
It wasn't a sneer or a sneer, but a heartfelt, happy smile.
"Heh... You came really fast." Leng Yuqiu said with a smile.
While he was speaking, there was another person in the room, a masked man in black.
The doors and windows of this guest room have never been opened, and there are no beams or cabinets to hide people in. Even Leng Yuqiu doesn't know how this person got in.
But he just came in, and came quietly.
"Two unexpected helpers appeared, and the task was completed ahead of schedule, so I arrived half a day early." The masked man replied.
"Helper?" Hearing this, Leng Yuqiu showed a trace of suspicion.
"Don't worry, these two must be reliable." The masked man said.
"I can actually hear the words 'certainly reliable' from your mouth..." Leng Yuqiu read, "Could it be...they are..."
"Yes." The masked man knew what he was going to say, so he interrupted directly.
"So that's it." Leng Yuqiu nodded, "Then...the plan remains as usual?"
"That's natural, but..." the masked man said, looking down at the two corpses on the ground, "You will really cause trouble, do you know who these two are?"
"I know." Leng Yuqiu replied calmly, "Isn't it the young master and housekeeper of the Xie family..." He paused, "Once tomorrow is over... the entire martial arts world will be against us, I have to be careful Will there be more people with the surname Xie?"
"Oh..." the masked man sighed, "Forget it... what you said is also true."
Before he could stop sighing, he stepped forward and picked up the sword beside Xie Wuhua.
"Leave this lilac sword to me, it might be useful." The masked man picked up the sword and turned to Leng Yuqiu.
"Well, it would be even better if you could dispose of the corpse together." The introverted Leng Yuqiu seemed very relaxed in front of this person, and even talked to him in a joking tone.
"Stop dreaming, you can find a way to go by yourself, or you can let them sleep with you." After saying this, the masked man disappeared from the house, just like when he came, without a sound or sound. Invisible...
...
At the same moment, the guest room on the first floor of the inn, directly below the cold room.
"Uh... this is blood..."
Looking up at the ceiling, looking at the traces of blood dripping from the gaps in the wooden boards, he read with a depressed expression.
At this moment, he originally wanted to eat some food from the script to replenish his strength, but he didn't expect that some free "sauce" was poured on the food just as he was about to move his chopsticks.
"It seems that something happened upstairs." The person who was also sitting at the dining table also glanced at the ceiling, and followed suit.
"How about... let's go up and have a look?" Jian Shao thought for a while and said.
"Anyway, I can't eat this meal, so let's go up and have a look." Although Jian Shao is the management of "Jianghu", but in this two-person team, I am not afraid that the girl is the "leader". You have to follow her instructions.
"Okay." Now that the leader had spoken, Young Master Jian didn't say anything else, got up and left.
Not afraid that the girl also went out of the room with him, and the two turned a corner and went up the stairs to the second floor.
Kuang Zong Jianying is not Xie Wuhua, he doesn't pay much attention to "politeness" in the Jianghu, as soon as he comes to Leng Yuqiu's door, he just "bang bang bang bang" knocks on the door.
"Is anyone there?" Jian Shao not only knocked on the door, but also called the door. After the first half of the sentence, he still felt that it was not appropriate, so he immediately answered, "Is there anyone alive?"
Leng Yuqiu in the room was also stunned, thinking to himself: "What is this number? Everyone in the town should know that I live in this room, and it is impossible for them to call my door like this, but his voice He doesn't look like a clerk in the shop; could it be... an official who doesn't know the rules?"
While speculating, he had already walked towards the door.
Since he couldn't feel the internal strength of the people outside the house, Leng Yuqiu was quite sure about the conclusion that "the stunned young officials are poor". Passers-by are useless.
A few seconds later, Leng Yuqiu opened the door.
A pair of young men and women appeared in front of his eyes, and they seemed to be dressed as figures in the world.
Leng Yuqiu made a mistake. After opening the door, he just stared at the two players silently, but didn't say a word.
Jian Shao and Bu Ai immediately found the corpse in the room, and then looked at each other again.
It stands to reason that at such a moment, the people in the room should speak first, but Leng Yuqiu just didn't speak, so... the scene reached a stalemate, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
"Just killed?" After about ten seconds of silence, Kuang Zong Jianying couldn't help it, and he asked Leng Yuqiu as if he had nothing to say.
Leng Yuqiu was also muttering in his heart, the two didn't seem to know him, and they didn't show much surprise or fear at the fact that there was a dead body in the room.
"Hmm..." Leng Yuqiu thought for a second, then nodded.
"Oh..." Young Master Jian also nodded, "Then what... the blood of the corpse seeped downstairs, let's go up and have a look."
"Oh." Leng Yuqiu responded without any further expression.
"Oh what?" At this moment, the person on the side couldn't bear to watch anymore, "Our food is dripping with blood, and there is also blood on the floor of the room. You just said 'oh' and it's over?"
Leng Yuqiu really didn't expect that the other party was not only not afraid, but would show such a tough attitude, he thought to himself: "These two... probably are young children who have just come out of the rivers and lakes, so they know who I am... and they don't know who I am... The dead on the ground are Xie Wuhua and Liu Xilai..."
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that these two people were a little funny.
"Then according to what you want, girl..." After a breath, Leng Yuqiu replied, "So what should I do?"
"Nonsense, lose money!" Not afraid to say confidently.
Leng Yuqiu replied calmly: "Oh...then how much do you want?"
"That's not good." Bu Ai said, "It's reasonable...the compensation should be enough for us to change rooms."
Leng Yuqiu nodded: "This seems to make sense." He said so, but he stood there without moving, and after five seconds, he spoke again, "But I want to know, if I don't pay, you What can I do?"
Leng Yuqiu is rich.
Even if he had no money, there was enough money on the two corpses lying on the ground.
And Leng Yuqiu has never been a person who loves money. For a person like him, the driving force that money can generate is close to nothing.
Therefore, his reaction was definitely not because he was reluctant to lose money.
At this moment, Leng Yuqiu is only acting out of interest.
Of course, he didn't intend to kill anyone. He felt that there was no need for these two people to die, whether it was for people or things.
Leng Yuqiu just wanted to teach this pair of "newcomers" a lesson, telling them that the world is not a place for reason.
In a sense, he wanted to "help" the two people in front of him: it is indeed a kind of charity for a person to understand the injustice of this world and the importance of power earlier.
Those who have not experienced shamelessness will never understand true nobility, and morality that is divorced from reality is just another kind of stupidity.
It turns out... that's what happened.
However, what Leng Yuqiu meets is not a rookie who is ignorant of the world, but a ferocious traveler from another world...
"Huh?" Seeing the other party's arrogant attitude, Kuang Zong Jianying was a little upset at the time.
That's right, he doesn't know Leng Yuqiu.
If he knew...he would probably choose to be calm here, thus triggering a plot line of cooperating with Leng Yuqiu.
But without that "if"...
Jiang Hu's ability to collect intelligence is relatively average, but when it comes to the ability to just face it, it is absolutely unambiguous.
As soon as Kuang Zong Jianying heard that kind of question from the other party, he blurted out: "Then I will teach you how to write "负". u