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The woman was as cold as ice: "Seventy percent."

The heroic man glanced at several people and said, "[-]%."

The Taoist looked indifferent: "Fifty percent."

Even if Jiang Xuezhou didn't know what they were talking about, he could see that the answers were quite different.

The man said: "...This is difficult."

Jiang Xuezhou asked again: "Who are you?"

The man still didn't answer directly, he just said: "Three months ago, the golden sword Song Yingtian was killed, and two months ago, he was thrown into a whip to kill Ma Nanshan, and five days ago, even the genius doctor Wannianqing... alas."

The words were exhausting, enough for Jiang Xuezhou to understand something, he said: "What does this have to do with me? You want me to catch the murderer?"

He laughed himself first: "I'm most afraid of death, I can't do it."

The man took out a wooden plaque from his sleeve, and said "Jiang Xuezhou" written in blood on it.The words are not good-looking, the frame is loose, and the hooks are procrastinated. It can be seen that it is urged by internal force, and the writing is written with only finger force, and the blood is soaked into the wood.

"When the three seniors died, there was nothing around them except this wooden sign. There are many speculations about the reasons for it."

Jiang Xuezhou glanced over it, unmoved: "Could it be that you want to say that this is my thing? But I am Jiang Xuezhou from 'Let the crane man return to Xuemanzhou', if you look for me because of this, I'm afraid you will be disappointed .”

"Zhou" and "zhou" are actually not the same word, but no one noticed it before.

One must know that Jiang Xuezhou first entered the rivers and lakes, and his reputation is not obvious, and there are only a handful of people he knows. Among these few friends, there is no one who is really close to him. Naturally, he will not think about how his name is written. This is why there is such a big oolong.

The man frowned slightly imperceptibly, but said: "Although I haven't seen the whole picture of Fang Cai's sword moves, but I can vaguely see the shadows of Shanshan, Jiantang, and Qingcheng sects. May I ask what sect and sect you are from?"

Jiang Xuezhou just looked at him with a smile and didn't answer.

The man said again: "You have a lot of internal strength in your moves, but you haven't heard your name before, it's not right. Besides, you two have similar names, maybe there is some relationship."

Jiang Xuezhou still smiled: "I said a lot, and I didn't say who you are. I just blamed me. I'm just a random person with no one to help me, but if you think I'm easy to deceive, it's a big mistake. I am at ease, I have nothing to implicate... I am alone, I am not afraid of anything."

When he was not malicious, his smile was warm and pleasant, but now the corners of his eyes were slightly lowered, his demeanor changed drastically, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of sarcasm.

The man was young and vigorous, with a slightly angry look on his face, but he stopped immediately: "It's my fault. Zhige Mu Chaoping in the next world."

"Mu Chaoping?" Jiang Xuezhou lowered his head and thought for a long time before saying, "I've heard of this name before."

Tianxia Zhige is a force formed by the alliance of many sects of the righteous way, and even elected a leader to arbitrate difficult matters in the world.Mu Chaoping is the deputy leader of Tianxia Zhige, the leader Jian Juntian is less in charge, but his deputy leader knows more people, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the leader of the younger generation in Jianghu.

Even if Jiang Xuezhou said that he had heard of his name, this appearance after thinking about it for a long time was undoubtedly a slight to him.

Mu Chaoping's expression was not good, and he said: "You probably don't know that that person got a nickname, called Blood Hand Demon Tu, and the Jianghu reward list included the murderers in the world, and Blood Hand Demon Tu ranked first in March."

The monk said again at the right time: "Amitabha."

Jiang Xuezhou smiled lowly and said: "Ten years ago, even if you did the murder of a family butcher, you might not be able to enter the top ten reward list. Today, the Bloody Hand Demon Butcher is lucky. It really is that the world has been stable for too long now," the topic changed , "But what does this have to do with me?"

Mu Chaoping said: "Guangming City is a small place, and the news is blocked, but as long as you travel the rivers and lakes and get to know people by name, most of them will regard you as the Bloody Demon Tu. I am afraid that your name will no longer be used."

Jiang Xuezhou said: "The name was given by my parents, are you blaming me for my bad name, or do you want me to change it altogether?"

Mu Chaoping was successful at a young age, and few people talked to him like this, but Jiang Xuezhou deliberately misinterpreted his meaning several times, which made him even more impatient, and immediately sneered: "Please follow me to the world."

But seeing Jiang Xuezhou holding the sword, said: "I am most tired of talking, if I do it, I will accompany you."

"Good!" Mu Chaoping shouted.

Just as he was about to draw his sword, a voice came from afar: "He is not the Bloody Demon Tu."

None of the people present were ordinary people, but they didn't know when they would arrive.Jiang Xuezhou followed the sound and saw a man in a white shirt walking outside. He was tall and thin, and his belt was in the wind.

Mu Chaoping was shocked: "Jane...Leader!"

The fastest way to become famous in the arena【2】

2,

He was no less shocked than the others.The reason why Jian Juntian was able to be the leader of the alliance back then, apart from his superb swordsmanship, was more because of his weak temperament, which was easier to control than those with a strong heart. Sure enough, for many years, when people in the arena mentioned Tianxia Zhige, the first thing that came to mind was Mu Chaoping.

How could such a person suddenly appear here?

Jian Juntian glanced at everyone, and said: "On the day Wan Miracle Doctor was killed, this little brother drank too much alcohol and sat in the city all night with a drunken madness. You can find out after a little inquiry."

It was still early, the sky was twilight, and the fog on the long street was still there. His clothes were neat, but his hair was wet, and the color of his hair was as dull as unbleached ink, which made his complexion a little lighter and whiter.

The facial features are detailed, too thin, the eyebrows are long and pale, the whole person is like a reflection in a mirror after breathing, not real.

Mu Chaoping caught his light eyes and couldn't say anything.

He didn't take the leader seriously in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any disrespect on his face, so he walked out without saying much.

The Taoist got up slowly, walked last, and turned his head before going out.He was wearing a dark Taoist robe and a snow-white crane cloak, which made him look more and more elegant.Putting his hand on the sword at his waist, rubbing the hilt with his thumb, his eyes swept over Jiang Xuezhou, and said: "If I have a chance in the future, I must see your sword skills again."

Without waiting for an answer, the person had already left, and only the last sentence followed the wind: "...Poor Dao Wei Zhen."

Jiang Xuezhou didn't pay attention to him, but Jian Juntian thought for a while: "So it's him...it can only be him."

You Xianguan Wei Zhen is an outsider, he doesn't often fight with others, he can't decide life and death, but he has acquired three tastes in his swordsmanship, he has come into the room, if you talk about young swordsmen in the world, he must have a place .It's a pity that he is still young after all, and if he wants to live a few years, he will benefit more.

Jian Juntian came back to his senses, and found that Jiang Xuezhou was still holding the sword, leaning back against the pillar, looking at him with a tilted head, seeing his look, smiled slightly, and said: "I have never met senior, so why speak up?"

There are many ways to see people, if you are new acquaintances, you should be more reserved, it is rare to see him so unscrupulous, as if he wants to cut a hole in the other person.But his expression was so calm that no one could criticize him, as if no matter what he said, he would be embarrassed by the other party's fairness.

There was a layer of powder on Jian Juntian's face, and he was a little more lively than before, avoiding the other party's scorching gaze, and said: "You also said that you are speaking out of righteousness, since it is a righteous act, why can't you do it?"

Jiang Xuezhou chuckled twice before saying, "It turns out that senior is so eloquent."

These words are a bit frivolous, and it is not appropriate to say them from the mouth of his junior, Jian Juntian couldn't help but look at him in surprise.

Jiang Xuezhou was indeed born well, with a smile on his lips, he was very affectionate, and the last few words seemed to roll around on the tip of his tongue before they landed, causing the hearts of those who listened to hang in the air.

Jian Juntian frowned and opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't know what he thought of, his eyes moved down, and landed on the short sword in his hand, and he changed the subject: "This sword handle is Pihanxi?"

Jiang Xuezhou's clothing is not outstanding, but this sword is gorgeous and eye-catching, so it's no wonder that he can see it at a glance.The so-called Pihan rhinoceros is a strange thing, it is only seen in ancient books, don't say it is used as a sword hilt.

It's nothing more than that.

He rolled his eyes and said: "Senior has such good eyesight. My master has always loved me. When he was young and practicing swords, he was afraid that I would be cold, so he went to find Pi Hanxi and used this dagger."

This kind of pampering is so shocking, Jian Juntian said: "A respected teacher must be very human, I would like to see you first."

Jiang Xuezhou looked overwhelmed: "He is not in tune at all, I'm afraid he won't get used to a strict senior."

Jian Juntian is not persistent: "...Forget it. It reminds me of a senior brother who took care of me a lot in the early years."

Jiang Xuezhou said: "As senior's brother, he is naturally extraordinary."

Jian Juntian was amused by this straightforward flattery: "When I was talking to Mu Chaoping just now, I couldn't see that you are so good at talking."

Jiang Xuezhou curled her lips: "I am impatient and impatient to fight with others, but senior is different."

Jian Juntian said: "Because I speak for you?"

Jiang Xuezhou laughed loudly: "Of course not. I have heard of Senior's name a long time ago, and I have admired him for a long time."

The word "admiration" was very clearly pronounced, Jian Juntian didn't know if he was careless, but he heard something charming and tender, he was embarrassed for a moment, covered his lips with his hands and coughed twice, and said: "Don't be kidding."

His face is white, his wrists are also white, and he is slender than ordinary people, he does not look like a warrior, his cheeks are smeared with blush, and he is actually a bit sick and weak.When strangers see him, they are afraid that they will take him as a sick scholar.But his eyes are not those of a scholar, their color is much lighter than that of ordinary people, and there is no trace of turbidity, like flowing water under an ice pool, without showing any emotion.

Even a person as proud and arrogant as Mu Chaoping has to bow his head before these eyes.

Jiang Xuezhou was probably a bit nervous, he laughed or got angry, he acted according to his heart, and he was not restrained. At this time, when he heard the words, he just complained: "Why don't you believe me?"

Jian Juntian shook his head, put down his hands and looked at him, as if he was looking at a half-grown boy who had lost his temper: "I haven't shown my face in the Jianghu for a long time, so I have nothing to praise at all."

Jiang Xuezhou refuted him: "That's not the case. It's nothing to do a hundred small things, but one big thing is enough to be remembered for a lifetime.