Quickly wear the salted fish and don’t lie flat

Qixuan didn't dare to stop at all, and desperately fled forward in the dense forest.

He ran away until daylight and found a stream. He was about to fetch water, but found that there was already a person fetching water by the stream.

Sang Ye filled the bamboo tube in his hand with water and looked up to see Qixuan, who was in a state of embarrassment and had many wounds on his body, looking at her warily.

Mulberry leaves covered the bamboo tube lid and smiled brightly: "What a coincidence! Master!"

When the uncle spoke, Qi Xuan's expression suddenly changed, and he turned around and ran away.

The bamboo tube in Sang Ye's hand flew out in an instant, hitting Qixuan in the back. With a bang, Qixuan fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Sang Ye stepped forward to pick up the bamboo tube on the ground, patted the dust on it, and smiled carelessly.

Qi Xuan struggled to get up with a look of horror on his face, and kept backing away.

"You...how could you?"

Sang Ye asked kindly: "Why am I here? Right?"

Qixuan gave a stiff smile, swallowed hard and said, "There may be a misunderstanding between us!"

Sang Ye looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Misunderstanding? Maybe there is! After all, my uncle turned around and ran away when he saw me. In order to clear up the misunderstanding between us, I took action to keep my uncle and give him a chance to defend himself!"

Qixuan's heart sank to the bottom, and he stopped struggling to retreat. He took a deep breath and looked at Sang Ye sternly: "You know everything? Did that idiot Zi Jiaoyue tell you? You two Joining forces?"

"Don't pretend?"

Qixuan sneered: "Can you let me go if I pretend?"

Sang Ye shook his head honestly and said, "No!"

"What did you do to the two Sang brothers?"

"you guess?"

Qixuan snorted coldly and looked at Sang Ye with complicated eyes: "You are nothing like your father!"

Sang Ye nodded in agreement and said: "You are right, my father is too stupid and too naive, so he was plotted by you in every possible way and ended in a bad end, right? If I am the same as my father, then his hatred will not be the same. Is there no one to report it?”

Qixuan knew that he couldn't escape today, so he simply said: "Kill or behead me! You are more talented than your father. You have such advanced skills at a young age, and you are more ruthless than your father. I will There’s no need to run away anymore.”

Sang Ye looked at him with admiration and said, "You are quite self-aware."

Then he looked at his white fingers and frowned: "But I don't like killing people, and I don't like having sticky blood stains on my hands. Otherwise, you can commit suicide!"

Qixuan's face showed disbelief at first, then a flash of light quickly flashed in his eyes, and he said seductively: "Don't you want to know the truth back then?"

Sang Ye thought for a moment and said, "Then do you know the true identity of that group of men in black?"

Qixuan nodded simply: "I know, they are Fengyulou, the killer organization in the world. As long as they can afford it, they will do it whether it's killing people or selling goods. Of course, the ones they take most are from high-ranking families." List, after all, those people paid high prices!"

Seeing that Sang Ye stopped talking, Qixuan moved his body and said carefully: "Don't you have anything else you want to know? For example..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sang Ye interrupted directly: "No need to give examples, I don't want to know anything else, just commit suicide!"

Qixuan:............

Qixuan smiled awkwardly, looked up at Sang Ye, whose face was still a little immature, sighed, and slowly raised his hand......

Swah——

The sword light flashed away, and the head of a man with wide eyes and a weird smile on his face fell to the ground.

Sang Ye took out the handkerchief and wiped the remaining blood stains on the sword blade, and sighed: "If you were honest and self-conscious, wouldn't you still be able to keep a whole body? That would be great, the head and body should be separated!"

Throwing the blood-stained handkerchief on the ground, he looked contemptuously at the poisonous needle held in the opponent's fingers.

"Tsk tsk.........You weren't even born when I was wandering around the world!"

Another one was solved, and Sang Ye went to Que Ling again.

"News from Fengyu Tower?"

The shopkeeper looked up at Sang Ye and said, "I wonder what news the young master wants to buy Fengyu Tower?"

"The stronghold of Fengyu Tower."

"500 taels."

Without any hesitation, Sang Ye took out a square box from his bag and placed it on the counter.

The shopkeeper reached out and took the box. When he opened it, a transparent and pure glass ball as big as a palm was quietly placed on the black velvet lining.

The shopkeeper's breath was stagnant and he didn't even dare to touch it. He carefully picked up the box and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

Sang Ye said with a smile in his eyes: "Is this treasure worth 500 taels?"

The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly and carefully covered the box. He nodded respectfully to Sang Ye and said, "Guest, please wait a moment."

Soon, Sang Ye rode away with a small note.

The note only gave me one stronghold. I was so angry that Sang Ye was itching his teeth. I was given 500 two for one stronghold. I was so heartbroken!

By the time the Zijiao Sect's disciples found Qixuan's body and reported it to Zi Jiaoyue, Sang Ye had already arrived at the place written on the note.

Still wearing men's clothing, holding a folding fan, looking at the book shop in front of him, Sang Ye curled his lips, a killer organization actually made the stronghold so high-end and elegant, wow... the contrast is a bit big!

He walked into the elegantly decorated bookstore, took a book at random and walked to the counter.

"Shopkeeper, let's talk about a deal!"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he quickly looked at the other customers in the store to make sure that no one noticed what they said, and then lowered his voice and said: "Guest, please follow me."

The two of them walked all the way to the main hall of the backyard. The shopkeeper poured a cup of tea for Mulberry Ye and said respectfully: "Guest, please wait a moment. Someone will come to talk to you soon."

Sang Ye nodded, and the shopkeeper left quickly. In less than a cup of tea, he brought over a middle-aged man who was golden, chubby, and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha.

As soon as he entered the door, he smiled at Sang Ye and said, "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long!"

Sang Ye also cupped her hands at him and said, "It doesn't matter!"

After the middle-aged man sat down, he smiled and said, "I wonder what kind of business this guest wants to discuss when he comes here?"

Sang Ye played with the folding fan in his hand and said casually: "Find someone!"

"Oh, I wonder who he is?"

Sang Ye looked up at him and said with some disbelief: "No matter who he is, can Fengyu Tower find him?"

The middle-aged man smiled confidently.

"Since our guests have found us, they must have heard about the reputation of our Fengyu Tower in the world. Once we accept your mission, we will go up the mountain of knives and into the sea of ​​fire. That person, Fengyu Tower, will definitely be found for you! Our Fengyu Tower's Once you accept a task, you never give up halfway!"

Sang Ye asked again: "How much does it cost?"