There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 543 Kneading the Sword

How should a person choose to spend his life?

Xue Ling looked at Hu Beizong, speechless for a while.

Hu Beizong has already explained the truth very clearly.

He knew Xue Ping and Xue Ling.

It's just that Xue Ling doesn't know him.

In fact, he doesn't have any great friendship with Xue Ping, and he can't be regarded as his confidant, but the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and they are officials in the same dynasty. Not forming cliques is itself a kind of clique.

Now that Xue Ping is dead, Xue Ping's daughter came before him.

It was not out of the ordinary for Hu Beizong to ask what he planned to do next.

Xue Ling didn't know how to answer.

"I don't think I can go back." Xue Ling sighed and said, "Since I left Yanjing, I probably won't have the day to go back."

"Even if there is, it won't be now."

"Actually, after I came out, I also met some very interesting people and experienced some very interesting things. Even myself, I have some interesting growth."

Saying this, Xue Ling looked at a long sword with a golden scabbard hanging in the corner of the study: "This sword shouldn't be very expensive."

Xue Ling asked Hu Beizong.

Hu Beizong smiled: "It's just a decoration..."

Before Hu Beizong finished speaking, Xue Ling reached out to pick up the long sword and pulled it out of the scabbard—although Hu Beizong himself said modestly that it was just a decoration, in fact, a sword that can be placed in the study of the Liangjiang Governor's Mansion is considered a decoration. , is not extraordinary.

Of course—Xue Ling is more to confirm whether this sword has any special value.

For example, it is a reward from the emperor.

Hu Beizong looked at Xue Ling quietly, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Xue Ling's gourd.

Of course, he was not worried that Xue Ling would assassinate him.

After all, I really don't know much about martial arts, I studied hard in the cold window, and I was born as a Jinshi. Although I have led soldiers to fight, I am an out-and-out civil servant.

After all, not every court official is from Bailu Academy.

Xue Ling looked at the long sword in her hand, then stretched out her left hand, grabbing the blade.

"No!" Hu Beizong saw his heart pounding, but he heard Xue Ling's silvery laughter: "Look."

Saying this, Xue Ling let go of her left hand.

Hu Beizong was surprised to see that Xue Ling reached out and grasped the edge of the long sword just now, and now he let go of his left hand. Hu Beizong saw with awe that Xue Ling had already left four, one and five finger marks on the long sword.

It was as if the long sword was made of mud.

Hu Beizong was really stunned.

Although I have seen the superb martial arts of the Hive Assassin before, but how should I put it, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the way.

In terms of martial arts, the Hive Assassin Zhao is definitely stronger than Xue Ling, but in terms of expressiveness, if you ask Zhao Lai to pinch this sword, can he do it?

He can't do it!

And Xue Ling was not finished yet, she continued to reach out to hold the tip of the sword, and then gently broke off the tip of the long sword, like breaking a biscuit, and then section by section, once, the girl The hands kept moving, but in just a few breaths, Xue Ling broke the long sword into seventy or eighty knots, then held it in his hand, and kneaded the broken swords into one big iron ball.

Hu Beizong was really dumbfounded, and when he looked at Xue Ling again, his whole expression changed.

It's probably the feeling of watching a busker swallow a sword and spit fire and smash a boulder in his chest.

After all, Xue Ling is probably the performance.

However, Hu Beizong himself is not a master who has never seen the world. He knows that most of the performers in the Jianghu are fake tricks.

But is Xue Ling a cover-up?

Hu Beizong really didn't know.

After all, this sword belongs to Hu Beizong himself, and Hu Beizong still knows whether it is true or not.

"This." Hu Beizong could only speak these two words, but he really couldn't continue.

"That's why." Xue Ling quietly put the big iron ball made by kneading the blade on the table.

"I walk the road by myself. If you choose, you have to walk." The girl looked at the face of the governor of Liangjiang in front of her.

"If there comes a day when I can't go on, maybe I will come back and ask Uncle Hu for help. However, if that day really comes, I'm afraid Uncle Hu may not be able to help me."

"But at least I agree that Uncle Hu is really a good official."

"In that case, if Uncle Hu needs my help, I won't refuse."

After saying this, Xue Ling turned and pushed the door out.

Only Hu Beizong was left looking at the iron ball on the table, speechless for a while.

After a while, he stretched out his finger and lightly touched the sharp iron ball, and a drop of bright red blood flowed out from his fingertip instantly.

"Old Xue."

"Your daughter has really grown up."

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Outside Yingtian Mansion, Yan Jiu jumped down from the city wall using the iron claws she carried with her, and slowed down the fall by using the friction between the iron claws and the city wall. and go.

He was wounded.

Although it is said that Fang Bie did not continue to chase Yan Jiu, there are still Guangjiqi and Hu Beizong's arrangements in the city. Although these soldiers with longbows and firecrackers say that they are not effective against martial arts masters who are charging head-on, they are absolutely perfect for beating a dog in the water. It can be regarded as a first-class player.

Yan Jiu moved left and right, and escaped from Ying Tian's mansion only after exhausting all his strength. At this time, he saw his camp from a distance, and finally felt a little more at ease.

And at this moment, in the camp, a bitterness flew towards him without warning.

Yan Jiu immediately drew his sword, and chopped that Jikuwu away.

"Presumptuous!" Yan Jiu said angrily, "I'm the one who came back."

"It turned out to be Chief Yan Jiu." A lazy voice came from the camp: "But when we went out, a total of fourteen brothers went out with Chief Yan Jiu, so when we came back, only Chief Yan Jiu was left Alone?"

While saying this, four black muzzles appeared on both sides of the shadow.

This is a bird gun that originated in Japan. It is actually a variant of a matchlock gun. Compared with the original fire gun, the bird gun has added sights, rear sights, butts and a gun mechanism. Although it is still a front-loading firearm, But it can already be held with both hands, aiming and firing. Although it also only has one shot, the firecracker, which is more casual than before, is already so high that I don’t know where it is.

On the contrary, these bird blunderbusses were products that were exported to the domestic market. The general process is that the fire blunderbuss was invented in China, and then spread to the West by sea and land.

However, Japan has a greater demand for firearms because it is near the sea and because of frequent wars. Compared with China, it is faster to equip bird guns.

Yan Jiu looked at the four guns pointing at her, and smiled angrily: "Xiao Qingshui, do you know what will happen if you betray me?"

(End of this chapter)