There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 661 Please

"So you've sent that letter?"

Under the oil lamp, Xue Ling looked at the case file in front of her and asked calmly.

Girls are busy.

A few days ago, going out to see Guo Juxia was a rare pastime for her these days.

But after entertainment, there is more work.

Xue Ling has gradually become familiar with the intensity of this job, and this meeting with Guo Juxia has indeed yielded more rewards than she imagined.

Now Xue Ling is even more suspicious-whether Qin actually knows what she wants to do, and everything now is more of a different kind of connivance.

"Yeah." The face of the girl on the opposite side was as white as snow, and even looked a little transparent under the oil lamp. Shang Jiuge propped his forehead with his hands, and looked at Her Royal Highness, Queen Bee, who was industrious in front of him: "If everything goes well, senior brother is already on his way .”

In fact, at this point, the two who met in the bathroom did not talk about Shang Li or Shang Jiuge.

But Xue Ling's thoughts finally coincided with Fang Bie's.

Because Shang is too far away, it is not appropriate to go to see him.

At least not that time.

The only way is to ask.

And the only person in this world who is qualified to invite Shang Li is Shang Jiuge.

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Huo Ying looked at the brazen Fang Bie: "So you are so sure that Shang Jiuge will write this letter for you?"

"And even if you go to ask Shang Jiuge now, isn't it too late?"

"Of course it's too late to ask now." Fang Bie smiled, "But fortunately, Shang Jiuge is by Xue Ling's side."

"I don't think that girl will be so spiritual." Huo Ying said softly.

"But she's really good at studying." Fang Bie said lightly, "I told the world about my goal that day, and of course I told her too."

"As long as she can put her mind in my shoes, she knows what she should do."

If you put your thinking on Fang's other perspective, if Fang doesn't want to challenge Shangli, then he probably has to go all the way to Huashan to worship the mountain by himself.

According to Fang Bie's previous analysis, Shang Li would probably admit defeat on his own in light of Ning Huan's favor, that is, lose without a fight.

Even if we take a step back, now that Fang Bie and Shangli are the sixth and seventh, even if Shangli loses without a fight, it will not have any impact.

The only variable is that Fang Biexi doesn't want Shangli to lose without a fight.

There is no doubt that Fang Bie is not desirable.

Fang Bie came to Bailu Academy and asked Bai Qian about the sword, hoping that this senior who possessed the best swordsmanship in the world could give him some advice on the way of swordsmanship.

Although because of Liu Pingye's unexpected incident, the actual call was not completed, but at least he hadn't finished watching the whole set of Chunjiang Huayuejian.

Unlike Xie Changfeng, Fang Bie didn't really learn this unparalleled swordsmanship, but if he didn't learn it, it didn't mean he didn't have insight.

Look at Qianjian and then recognize the weapon. Although Fangbie's sword is practiced by himself, most of the products made behind closed doors are not usable.

While practicing swords by himself, Fang Bie also observed countless battles and borrowed countless sword manuals. All these memories that he had read before could finally be integrated into Fang Bie's sword.

Frankly speaking - if this sword can be used for a sneak attack, the success rate will definitely increase greatly.

It's just that the embarrassing point is that an opponent who can be defeated by a single sword does not need a sneak attack, while a person who can block a sword is less likely to sneak attack.

That's why Fang Bie formed the style of first relying on long-range firearms to gain an advantage, and then killing him with a close-up blow-this is the artillery in the era of martial arts and the infantry rushing.

That is, the Weiming swordsmanship that is invincible under heaven.

In short, if he wanted to defeat Qin now, he needed more experience communicating with top swordsmen.

Among these top swordsmen, Shang Li must be the indispensable one.

Compared with Bai Qian's behavior of condensing all his life's knowledge into a set of sword skills, Shang Li is almost doing the opposite.

The nickname of Shangli is Shenshangliu.

Shen Xing and Shang Xing will never see each other from morning to evening, once separated, it will be an eternal farewell.

The same is true of Shang Li's sword. He has integrated the essence of swordsmanship into each of his swordsmanship. Whether it's good or not, Shang Li, both of them have been greatly influenced by Dugu Nine Swords, and they even advocate the realm of winning without fighting.

As for Fang Bie's sword, it is exactly between having a move and not having a move.

Therefore, he really needs to leave the business.

Then it is not easy to go to Huashan, the best thing is that Shangli can come down the mountain by himself.

If Xue Ling could grasp this point, then this letter should be sent out.

"What's your point of view?" Huo Ying repeated Fang Bie's words, and then smiled: "You always like to demand high standards from others."

"If there is no high standard, many things will become dull." Fang Bie said softly: "There are so many terrible people in this world, we have to do our best just to survive, if it is not required by high standards , so many things that you want to accomplish, there is no way to accomplish it at all.”

"So are you just waiting for news?" Huo Ying asked, "If there is no news in the end, will you still go to Huashan?"

"I will choose to go to Shang Jiuge first." Fang Bie said seriously.

"When digging a tunnel, it can save half the time by digging at both ends."

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At the foot of Huashan Mountain, a gray-clothed man wearing a bamboo hat slowly walked down the mountain road.

Winter is approaching, and it is located in the north. This year, the snow on Huashan Mountain is much heavier than before.

He walked in the snow at the end of his ankle, every step was as precise as measured by a ruler, and the depth of the footprints he stepped on was almost exactly the same.

It's just that these footprints were eventually covered up by snowflakes.

He chose a snowy day to go down the mountain.

Therefore, no one in this world knows the news that Shang Li left Mount Hua.

He didn't stop until the first white pigeon landed in front of him.

To be discovered by a white dove means to be discovered by a beehive, and now it is always an unpleasant thing to be discovered by a beehive.

But on the other hand, the white dove of the hive also means the latest intelligence and information. In addition to the information sent to important people, of course, there are also some customized information.

No matter what kind of white dove in front of him, he should pick it up and have a look.

So Shang Li sighed, bent down and picked up the white pigeon.

It's cold, and it must not feel good to be forced to open.

"I'm sorry, I don't have anything to eat here, do you want me to take you for a ride?" Shang Li looked at the white pigeon in his hand and said softly.

Although it feels strange to talk to animals, as far as the white dove is concerned, it did get the idea that Shangli had no intention of feeding it.

It cooed softly.

If there is information exchange among the pigeon community, there is no doubt that the Huashan faction will be full of negative reviews.

And Shang Li simply put the trembling white pigeon into his arms, and then continued to walk slowly in the snow, leaving a line of footprints of the same depth.

Shang Li always walks on the main road, and it is really unpleasant to say it is fast, after all, it is walking.

But to be honest, in such a snowy weather, there are really not many people who can reach the speed of Shangli.

Far away, I finally saw a provocative wine trick in the wind and snow.

In such weather, there is nothing better than drinking to warm up the body.

But even so, the speed of business departure has not accelerated.

Anyway, the restaurant is there, not far or near, and I will never leave.

"Guest officer, please come inside, do you want to stay at the restaurant? It's very cold, would you like a bowl of good burning knives to warm you up?" The waiter at the restaurant was very enthusiastic.

Without saying a word, Shang Li took out the frozen and hungry pigeon from his bosom.

"Guest officer, you still bring your own meat, you really have a heart." Saying this, the waiter in the shop is about to take the pigeon: "Are you planning to braise it in brown sauce or make pigeon soup? To tell you the truth, our pigeon soup here is a must... ..."

Of course Shang Li is not a devil like Shang Jiuge, he withdrew his hand lightly: "Bring some rice here, I'll feed it."

"By the way, give me two pieces of pancakes and two catties of jerky." Saying this, Shang Li put a piece of broken silver on the table with a bang.

"Guest officer, don't you drink?" The waiter said enthusiastically: "We have a good burning knife here. I guarantee that you will drink it in one gulp, and it will burn in your stomach like a fire. In this winter, there is nothing better than this to warm your body. It's a joke."

Shang Li waved his hand quietly, sat down at the table, and said nothing more.

The waiter in the shop was bored for nothing, but the other party sold only a tael of silver, and it was so generous that he couldn't even swear at the word "poor ghost", so he could only pick up the silver and leave, and slowly reported the bill to the back kitchen.

On Shangli's side, at this time, he unfolded the mulberry paper sent by the carrier pigeon, and if he didn't look at it, he frowned instantly.

Guo Juxia went to Yingtianfu to fight Qin.

Fang Bie appeared in Bailu Academy.

Liu Pingye assassinated his teacher.

Bai Qian died suddenly, and she performed the Chunjiang Huayue Sword for the last time before she died.

These pieces of news briefly appeared on this thin piece of mulberry paper. Usually, such big news is reluctant to come out once a year, but this year, it was like being thrown into a firecracker in the same pool of stagnant water. In an instant, almost the whole The rivers and lakes exploded.

Usually, one of the top ten of the Jianghu rankings is not a high-ranking and powerful person who lives in seclusion. How can it be like this now? In just a few days, two of the top ten of the Jianghu rankings died. In this way, Ning Huan's death some time ago It can be said that it is only the prelude to this big scene, and as the situation develops further, more explosive events may be reported.

Even himself may be the victim of this turmoil.

"Qin." Shang Li couldn't help saying the name of the culprit in a soft voice.

Turning the entire world upside down, what exactly does this man want to do, is it for the hive or for the position of the leader of the martial arts?

Or that he did nothing, just to bring disaster to this world?

Probably the only way to have a real answer is to meet him.

Shang Li lightly pressed the saber on his waist.

At this moment, the waiter came out with a small bowl of husked rice: "Guest officer, your rice."

Shang Li nodded, the waiter put the bowl on the table, Shang Li raised his head and called him: "When will my meat and cakes be ready?"

"Guests, don't you sit down for a while?" The waiter in the shop said in surprise: "There is so much snow outside, and there will be no one else if you walk seventy or eighty miles along this road."

"I'm in a hurry." Shang Li said calmly as he sprinkled the rice on the table with his hands.

"Why don't you bring some bars, and you don't need any money. In such a cold day, how can you go on your way without wine." The waiter said a little bit distressed. "You don't look young anymore. If you really fell in the snow, what will your wife and children do?"

"I don't think I'm too old." Shang Li said with a smile, "And I'm going to the south this time just to meet my junior sister."

Shang Li is over fifty years old, but because of his thin body, he looks a bit older, but compared to those older seniors in the Jianghu, Shang Li is really a younger generation.

After all, Bai Qian in his 80s and [-]s, Ning Huan in his [-]s, and the two eminent monks Kong Ming and Kong Wu who were also in their [-]s, at Shang Li's age, they could be considered to be in the prime of life.

"As for the wine, I'm sorry, the old man made a serious oath 20 years ago, and he will not drink any alcohol since then." Shang Li looked at the other party calmly: "So please don't force the old man to break the oath."

"I'm really sorry, sir, to trouble you." The waiter kept apologizing: "Just wait, I'll bring you a bowl of hot tea right away to warm you up."

Saying this, the shop waiter returned to the back kitchen, and the white pigeon on the table ate half of the rice, then flapped its wings and flew to the distance, as if it had never had any attachment to the Huashan School.

Outside the window, it was still snowing heavily and the wind was bitterly cold.

Even though this restaurant is not very warm, compared with the outside, as long as it is sheltered from the wind and snow, it will feel as warm as spring.

"Your tea." The waiter came out and put the steaming tea in front of Shang Li. "It's just rough big-leaf tea, please bear with me"

"You're the only one in this shop?" Shang Li said, bringing the tea to his lips and taking a sip.

"The guest officer was joking, how could there be only the next person in such a big restaurant?" the waiter said with a smile on his face.

"Since you're not the only one, let's all call out." Shang Li said calmly.

He turned the tea bowl upside down, only to see that it was empty: "I've already finished my tea, so if you have anything to say, you can say it."

The waiter lowered his head.

"How did you find out?"

"If you clearly know that the tea is poisonous, how can you really drink it?"

"I'm a soft-hearted person. If someone repeatedly persuades me to drink something, even if I don't want to drink, I will still refrain from refuting others' face in the end." Shang Li said slowly.

"What's more, I'm really a bit cold. After driving for such a long time, I need some hot tea to warm my body."

Saying this, Shang Li smacked his lips: "It's Mengluo, I haven't tasted it for a long time."

"Are you all taught by Luo?"

(End of this chapter)