Who lost this loyal dog?

Bi Yan and others who were scattered in all directions quickly gathered around Zhang Ze, taking precautions.

"Hahahaha, the young hero has good ears."

Hearty laughter echoed in the valley, making people confused.

Zuo Yuzhuo suddenly swung his sword and slashed into the air, hit something, and flew upside down, but was pulled by Bi Yan so that he didn't fall to the ground.

Only to hear the mysterious man say again: "You juniors, you haven't weaned your milk yet, why do you come out and wander the rivers and lakes?"

As his words fell, Feng Huiyao and Lu Xiaoyu were attacked one after another, retreating again and again.

Sha Youqing's face was cold and evil, she listened to all directions, and wanted to provoke that person: "Your Excellency pretends to be a ghost and dare not show your face, is it because you are shameful?"

"The little girl is not good at it, but her teeth are quite sharp."

That being said, the mysterious man was unambiguous in his actions.

A black shadow appeared in front of Sha Youqing like a ghost, beckoning towards her, his movements were fast and ruthless.

Sha Youqing blocked from the left and the right, and was about to fall into a disadvantage.

Zhang Ze moved.

He calmly concentrated, Hong Ying pulled out of its sheath, moved three feet out of thin air, and watched as he lightly placed the sword between Sha Youqing and the mysterious man - if that person insisted on attacking Sha Youqing, he would be killed by Hong first. The shadow stabs each other.

"Hongying?"

The mysterious man let out a sigh, retracted his hand and retreated, and immediately turned his target to Zhang Ze, and the other hand pointed like a sharp edge, sweeping across Zhang Ze's neck.

Zhang Ze leaned back slightly, not waiting for the opponent to take advantage of the victory to chase him, he changed his moves first, the blade of the sword trembled slightly, and the horizontal sword slashed at the man's wrist.

Seeing that the mysterious man was about to splatter three feet of blood when he raised his sword and fell, in the blink of an eye, he saw his wrist move slightly, it seemed that he wanted to use his bare hands to strike the sword.

The two fought back and forth, and Bi Yan, who wanted to help, felt dazzled and couldn't intervene at all. If he stepped forward rashly, not only would he not be able to help, but he would lose himself.

"Zhang Shaoxia's martial arts has improved again." Sha Youqing looked at the shadows of swords and swords on the field, and said in a low voice.

Bi Yan's heart moved slightly, he turned his head to look at the silent Tianyi, and then at Zhang Ze, who could barely see his figure, and nodded slightly.

Who would have thought that Zhang Ze, who was fighting back and forth with the mysterious man, was just a rookie who was subdued by him in Xunyang City back then?

In just over a month, this person has grown to this...

Sha Youqing's eyes drifted away for a moment: "This is the successor of the Sword Immortal... Is this the Tao of Longevity... No wonder Master and the others..."

"Senior Sister Sha," Bi Yan called out, and said in a deep voice under Sha Youqing's gaze, "My master once said that the road to martial arts is extremely difficult, and only by being down-to-earth can you go far."

Sha Youqing was stunned for a moment, showing a slight smile, looked up at the ongoing fight, and casually brushed up the scattered hair from her temples: "The heart of a child."

Her master has told her this truth more than once, but seeing people who are far inferior to her grow to the point where she needs to look up in the blink of an eye, it is inevitable that there will be a little jealousy and resentment in her heart.

Sure enough, I still can't practice at home?

The people on the sidelines were full of thoughts, Zhang Ze on the field was like still water, his internal force was attached to the sword, and the sword blade was turned over while the sword was breathing, and it was sent forward flatly.

Seeing that there was no time to dodge, the mysterious man stepped on the ground and took a few steps back.

After forcing the mysterious man back, Zhang Ze stood with his sword in hand, confronting him.

Although he won one move in the previous contest, he clearly felt that the man hadn't exhausted his full strength. If they fought to the death, they would not be able to retreat completely. With Tian Yi around, he couldn't take this risk.In addition, the other party has no intention of killing, so it is better to be safe and find out whether this person is an enemy or a friend.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ze raised his voice and asked, "Who is your Excellency? Why did you attack me for no reason?"

The mysterious man looked down at the few steps back under his feet, and at the cut sleeve at his hand. He looked a little more serious, and cupped his hands and said, "My servant, Fu Yeming, passed by here by chance. I planned to leave yesterday, but I couldn't." I just wanted to hear a few people investigating what happened here, so I came here today to tell you the story.”

yesterday?

Sha Youqing's face changed slightly, he and Zuo Yuzhuo looked at each other, frowned, and asked: "You followed us!"

"No, I just don't see someone distorting the facts and pouring dirty water on You Ming." Fu Yeming denied.

"Are you from Netherworld? You killed Xiao Si?"

There was a sound of fighting, except for Zhang Ze and Tian Yi, everyone drew their swords out of their sheaths and pointed at Fu Yeming unanimously.

"No one will believe the truth..." Fu Yeming sighed, "I have nothing to do with You Ming. I don't know who Xiao Si is. I just came to tell you that You Ming didn't want to fight with the righteous way of martial arts when he came out of the mountain this time." The enemy, Xiao Si did not die at the hands of Nether, believe it or not."

Abandoning these words that were not known to be true or false, Fu Yeming turned around to leave, suddenly pointed to Zhang Ze, and said, "Oh, yes, I almost forgot. The young hero holding the Hongying Sword, I I heard from you last night that the person next to you was under the influence of drunkenness?"

Zhang Ze's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively turned sideways to block Tian Yi.

Last night at the inn, he just said with Tianyi, "You have passed the drunken flower shade, go to rest, I will watch the night for you", the voice was so soft that Bi Yan, who was close at hand, didn't hear it. How high is the internal strength to be able to hear so clearly?

Tianyi quietly stayed behind Zhang Ze, and with the help of the cover, he quietly took out a few silver needles that had been extracted from strong drugs and hid them in the palm of his hand, fully alert.

Fu Yeming shook his head helplessly when he saw that he was like a soldier, "I just wanted to find out your martial arts, and I didn't mean any harm. I'm not talented, but I know a thing or two about this kind of poison."

Zhang Ze was slightly taken aback, without showing any expression on his face, waiting to see what he had to say.

Fu Yeming waved to his previous hiding place. While the trees were shaking, an eleven or twelve-year-old girl came out of the woods, trotted to Fu Yeming's side, and hid behind him clutching his sleeves.

Fu Yeming stretched out his hand in front of the little girl: "Ayao, bring the sachet."

The little girl looked at his hands, curled her lips, muttered "A Lang bullied me again", took off a small sachet from her waist, and handed it to Fu Yeming with tears in her eyes.

Fu Yeming rubbed her head, then changed hands and threw the sachet to Zhang Ze: "The main raw material of Zuihuayin is a flower called Zuiyin, and it is easy to detoxify, just dry its leaves and grind them into powder Just drink it. Here are the dried Zuiyin leaves. You can use it or not, but if you use it, remember to owe me a favor. Farewell."

He walked cleanly, Zhang Ze took the sachet suspiciously, turned the tip of the sword upside down, inserted Hongying back into the sheath, clasped his fists in both hands, and saluted far away.

The antidote came so easily, and Zhang Ze, who was ready to get nothing, seemed to be hit by a pie from the sky, and he always felt so light and unrealistic.

This feeling is like being designed by someone. He only needs to follow the script of that person, meet the specified person at the specified time and place, and do the specified things to get the specified props.

Soon he had no time to think about it.

"Oh, that's right," Fu Yeming, who had gone far away, came back again, "Look at me, I almost forgot the business. This young man with a shadow..."

Zhang Ze interrupted him with a little black line: "Next, Zhang Ze."

"This Shaoxia Zhang," Fu Yeming corrected, "As far as I know, the Hongying Sword is the sword of the Penglai Sword Immortal. A hundred years ago, it happened that the emperor of the previous dynasty was tyrannical and immoral. , full of private pockets, so that the people have no means of living, and suffer unspeakably. Sword Immortals used this sword to punish rape and eliminate evil, and protect all living beings."

Zhang Ze nodded.

It wasn't the first time he had heard the rumor of the Sword Immortal, and now that Fu Yeming suddenly mentioned it, he couldn't figure out what the other party was going to do.

Fu Yeming continued: "While the sword fairy became famous all over the world, he met the young King Ling by chance. He accepted him as a disciple, taught him everything, and even gave him the Hongying sword."

This was something Zhang Ze had never heard before, and it was also the first time he had heard of Bi Yan and the others.

"It's a pity that when King Ling was about to raise his troops, the Dong Chuang incident happened, and King Ling had to commit suicide to protect his subordinates. After that, the sword fairy disappeared, and the Hongying sword fell into the hands of the tyrant."

Fu Yeming took two steps with his hands behind his back, turned his eyes around Zhang Ze's waist, and said leisurely: "The founding emperor of this dynasty raised troops from the countryside, attacked the capital all the way, killed the tyrant, and established a new dynasty. It fell into his hands and passed down from generation to generation. I don’t think Zhang Shaoxia is like a member of the royal family, so I’m really curious, where did the young man get this sword?”

Gu Qingfeng!

These three big characters hit Zhang Ze's heart like a heavy object.

If all of this was arranged by Gu Qingfeng, wouldn't it mean that Jiang Shang's attack was arranged by him, the gift of the sword after that was planned by him, and even Tianyi's poisoning was pushed by him?

What kind of virtue and ability did he have to let such a big man spend so much time and effort designing for him?

Thousands of thoughts turned in his mind, Zhang Ze didn't even raise his eyebrows, his face remained unchanged, he just said: "Please forgive me for not being able to tell you."

"It's okay, I was the one who was abrupt. Then, see you again."

Fu Yeming cupped his hands and walked away with the little girl.

Tian Yi, who was standing behind Zhang Ze, obviously felt his master's body lose strength for a moment. He moved closer silently to block the master's strangeness, and called out in a low voice, "Master?"

Zhang Ze lowered his head and handed the sachet to Tian Yi, "You take it."

After seeing Zhang Ze for a long time, Bi Yan asked worriedly: "Zhang Shaoxia, are you alright?"

Zhang Ze straightened his body again, shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "I'm fine."

"That's good."

Zuo Yuzhuo suggested at the right time: "Let's take a look around here and see if we can find any clues."

On the other side, the little girl bounced and walked beside Fu Yeming for a while, and suddenly tugged at the hem of his clothes. After Fu Yeming stopped, she raised her round head and looked at him, winking solemnly. eyes, with a small face, and asked with a milky voice: "Didn't Alang say that he came here to find the person who injured Wulong, and also took Ayao to find the treasure map? Why did you just leave like this? Give the sachet made by A Yao to others?"