We Are Gamers

"Chef, the best chef in the world, has countless diners, is famous all over the world, and is called the number one."

"Daojue, Lin Zhao is ashamed of his strength, how strong do you think he is?"

"Look at martial saints and sword masters. Except for me, who is too young to be a thief saint, these people have quite good stuff."

"Martial arts is a state of disunity. With ordinary strength, it is difficult to survive against one of the three sages and six masters, let alone any ordinary sect."

"Jianghu is a place that pays attention to order and seniority. This is the order of the martial arts itself. The old sects need enough respect if they want to last long enough. They often don't care much about the position of the leader of the martial arts, but want to maintain the stability of the situation. Don't move the cakes in their bowls."

"Most of the rabble that caused trouble in the Lin Mansion are low-ranking idiots who want to win a place... These people will not know how to respect the order of the martial arts, but want to break this order."

"And the real resistance for you to become the leader of the martial arts does not come from this group of people, but from established forces."

"Therefore, what you need is a title."

"That's exactly what I mean by imperial appointment."

"It's just that this imperial appointment is not easy to obtain. It is not something that can be obtained by reciting two poems."

"Fortunately, you have me here."

Bai Ge said: "Besides, because of a certain incident, the eyes of most of the world are now here."

"Sword Judgment..."

Li Jiu muttered.

"Yes, the decisive battle between Dao Jue and Juggernaut has attracted the attention of everyone in Jianghu. No matter what these two people think, their outcome will directly interfere with the division of forces in Jianghu. Zhao should maintain the stability of the situation at this time, but he just stepped down and walked away, which gave many greedy people the idea of ​​coveting more cakes."

Bai Ge raised his index finger.

"This is also your chance to seize the opportunity."

"This decisive battle, if the Juggernaut wins, he will appoint you as the leader of the martial arts, and then another person among the three sages and six masters...for example, I will nod to show that this young man is good, so I will appoint you...Then your position I can almost sit still, even if there are objections, it doesn't matter, just ask someone to clear it up, I can say something harsh, whoever refuses to agree, I will go to his house every day to see if he is afraid that he will not have to wear underwear in the future. "

"Then, if Dao Jue wins..."

It was Fu Er from the rear who asked this question.

"Fu Er, speak carefully!"

Li Jiu scolded displeased when he heard the words.

Fu Er smiled awkwardly, took a step back and stopped talking.

"If Dao Jue wins, Lie Dao Villa will not give up the opportunity, and will definitely fight for the position of martial arts leader." Bai Ge said lightly: "If Lin Zhao doesn't leave, maybe the situation is a bit complicated, but if Lin Zhao leaves, Now the situation is clear at a glance..."

"So we can only hope for the result of the duel?"

Li Jiu frowned. Although he didn't think that the Juggernaut would lose to Dao Jue, he was afraid... After all, my father-in-law, um... After all, Pei Min is not young anymore. What……

"Of course...not." Bai Ge shook his head and said, "Putting all possibilities on things with uncertain probabilities is the thinking of a gambler. Unfortunately, I am not a gambler. I prefer to make two-handed preparations, unless the agency counts There is no way out, otherwise I will not put all my eggs in one basket. And the current situation is far from making me give up thinking about rolling the dice."

Li Jiu nodded: "Then we need to ask other forces or the Liujue for help?"

"It's not us, it's you." Bai Ge said: "You know better than me about interests. If you go to negotiate, I won't go. I'm just a thief, and I can't get involved in topics that affect other people's fundamental interests. "

"understood."

Li Jiu expressed his understanding, and asked curiously, "Then why are you going?"

"I'm going to meet this sword master."

Bai Ge glanced at Li Jiu: "Now do you know why I persuaded Zhang Yan to deal with Dao Jue?"

Only then did Li Jiu realize that before the duel between Dao Jue and Juggernaut, there was another Gun Jue waiting to intercept someone halfway.

The relationship started when the gun broke into the city, and Baige had already made a series of plans.

It took a long time for King Zhou to hold back a sentence.

"Spicy Joan of Arc Beer."

……

The turmoil in the rivers and lakes is very big, but it is only relatively big on the surface.

The big sects all kept surprisingly silent, Lin Zhao's departure was a kind of acquiescence, and what they were waiting for was undoubtedly the summit decision.

People in Jianghu are waiting for the arrival of Juggernaut and Dao Jue.

Perhaps there are still people who are looking forward to whether the famed Thief Saint will show up first.

That night.

The lights in Yuzhou City were dimly lit. Since evening, the clouds and rain have been densely covered, and it seems that there is a heavy rain coming.

The weather in a mountain city is always like this, and there may be sudden rainstorms on a clear sky, and the residents have long been accustomed to it.

Under the cloud and rain, a person came along the long mountain road.

He was dressed in black, covered his face with a black cloth, and the handle of a knife that had been polished to smooth was faintly visible around his waist.

He came along with the clouds and rain. I don't know if he brought the wind and rain, or the wind and rain brought him.

The way this person enters the city is like withdrawing from a gun.

In an inn, Zhang Yan was sitting at the table and cleaning his silver gun.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look beyond the long street, and a lingering aura swept across a hundred meters around, including him.

The clouds and rain have arrived, but the dripping water has not yet fallen.

Unknowingly, the wind was surging, and the clothes fluttered along the open door of the inn.

Holding a silver gun, Zhang Yan stepped out of the gate of Youjian Inn. The mountain wind was blowing in his face, and his hair bun was about to be blown away, making it hard to keep your eyes open.

No, it's not.

What made him unable to open his eyes was not the wind, but the faint murderous aura mixed in the wind.

This murderous aura lingers around, faintly, like feathers scattered by the wind, or like sharp scales mixed in the water, making the person who perceives it feel a dull pain as if the skin is cut and bleeding.

Tsing Yi raised his gaze, his eagle-like sharp eyes looked forward.

Directly ahead, about fifty steps away, a man in black robe walked slowly.

He carried a heavy load on his back, step by step, walking lightly and heavyly.

The wind intensified, blowing away his black turban that covered the dust, revealing a silent face.

This is a very ordinary face, the facial features are not special, far less impressive than Zhang Yan's hooked nose, but his face is outlined with black and pale makeup with special juice, it is a face A dramatic mask that resembles a ghost.

In this long street at night where light and darkness alternate, he came slowly, like a Rakshasa ghost, frightening the soul.

After all, Zhang Yan is a martial arts practitioner, so he let out a cold snort and dismissed his redundant thoughts.

Holding the silver gun in his hand, his voice was resounding.

"Zhuozhou, Zhang Yan."

The walking man raised his eyes slightly, straightened his back, and put down the heavy thing on his back.

Because of the dark clouds and closed moon, others couldn't see clearly what he put down, they just felt very heavy.

Only the white clothes on the top floor of the inn can see clearly.

It was a stone tablet with five concise words engraved on it.

The man spoke slowly, his voice low and not deliberately.

He gave his name.

"He Shuo, the lancet bone."

The rain poured down.

The knife must come from the monument.

第140七章傲慢

Rainy night in the mountain city.

Sanli Long Street.

The rain was pouring, and the heavy rain washed the ground paved with bluestones, and the water dripped through the stones under the eaves.

Dark clouds obscured the moonlight, and the bright moonlight did not illuminate a [-]-meter radius, but the lights blurred that person's eyes.

If you have a spear, you must stand tall, and if you have a sword, you must walk against the monument.

They just reported their names, and there was no need for more words.

The rivers and lakes compete for lessons, and swords and swords meet.

They have long been accustomed to sudden challenges.

This is true for those who block the way, and so are those who are blocked.

Zhang Yan breathed out and summed it up, clasped his hands together and told each other lightly.

"Please."

"Please."

Liu Daogu's voice still revealed indifference and calmness, as if he didn't put his opponent in his eyes, but this indifference was completely different from contempt, what he despised was not the opponent, but something else.

For the first time, Zhang Yan put up his gun posture, facing a powerful enemy who didn't know the details.

Dao Jue just silently held the handle of the knife and stopped ten steps away.

No one expected that the battle between the Six Absolutes in the World would come so quickly.

It seems that the wind and rain in the mountain city came so quickly.

The faces of the two were solemn, and the murderous aura wrapped in the wind and rain was as crisp as the collision of sharp knives.

The Thief Saint's umbrella stood at the end of the eaves, and his face was also dignified.

He quietly threw the melon seed husk in his hand behind him.

And raised his eyes to look to the right, the man in black on the roof on the right had appeared at some time, but he didn't hold an umbrella, standing in the wind and rain, like a motionless stone sculpture.

Baige can see the dark long street because he has the title of night watchman, but why can this man also see it?

"Invisible."