"Did you drive a long way?" This was Su Hai's first question. Li Qing felt that Su Hai must have a problem in his head now. He needed to ask such a simple question. He would definitely let the 'Shao Knife' burn him today.

Bad brain.

The next morning, when Li Qing came out of the Yuelai Inn and saw Ah Chen, he changed his mind and told the sensible Ah Chen that he had let Shao Knife burn out his brain.

But the sensible Ah Chen told Li Qing that he saw a ghost yesterday. Ah Chen firmly believed that the person must be a ghost. The person came out of the "Drunken Immortal Tower", walked to the street, and took off his right arm with his left hand.

After watching for a long time, he actually started to eat his right arm.

"He eats very well?" Ah Chen's eyes widened when he heard Li Qing's question. He felt in his heart that the current young master must be out of his mind.

"It seems to smell very good," the sensible Ah Chen replied to Li Qing.

"Now let's go eat too. It must taste very good." Li Qing jumped on the carriage, and he rushed into the compartment of the carriage and said no more.

The sensible Ah Chen patted his head. He was sure that his brain was not broken. He also jumped on the carriage and cracked his riding whip. At this moment, he saw Ning'er walking out of the inn. Ning'er's expression was very strange.

She saw the carriage and said nothing.

"Zui Xian Lou!" Li Qing said in the carriage.

Li Qing came to the room again. The middle-aged man was still sitting in his original position. He did not move. There was a wine jar in front of him. This was the wine he drank last night. He must have been drinking all night. His eyes were now red.

"Are you still waiting for us?" Li Qing asked.

"I can only wait for you now," the middle-aged man saw Li Qing coming in. His face shook slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Why?" Li Qing sat down and tried to recall everything about last night. Unfortunately, he was drunk and lost a little memory of last night.

"Because you are Li Qing from the Blood Clothes Sect, you have a fast sword, a sword that is faster than mine," the middle-aged man's eyes showed the light of hope.

"Have you seen my sword?" Li Qing looked at the sword in his left hand. He suddenly understood why this middle-aged swordsman kept holding the sword with his left hand?

The left hand is a person's weakness. When a swordsman draws his sword with his left hand, he will be half a beat slower than others. This half beat is a swordsman's weakness, and he may lose his life in this half beat.

"No, I haven't seen your swordsmanship, but I know that the person who can own this sword must have the fastest sword, otherwise he is not worthy," the middle-aged swordsman's tone became more serious.

"Do you know the origin of this sword?" Li Qing was a little surprised.

"Of course he knows the origin of this sword," a voice came from outside the private room. Li Qing heard it very clearly. It was the voice of Su Hai, his fair-weather friend. Every time this Su Hai appeared, he was so good.

Su Hai's fat body walked into this elegant room again. When he entered, he yawned. He seemed to have just woken up, and his eyes were filled with sleepiness.

"What did you see?" the middle-aged swordsman asked Su Hai as he came in. He did not wait for Su Hai to sit down.

"I brought a person with me. When I went there, I saw this person. He was also there. We waited all night and it was quiet there." Su Hai did not sit down.

Li Qing saw a person coming behind Su Hai. This person turned out to be Zhang Fan, a Zhang Fan who knew how to forge iron hands.

Zhang Fan saw Li Qing nodding. He walked up to the middle-aged swordsman and said something. This sentence completely subverted Li Qing's thinking. Li Qing heard this sentence very clearly without revealing a single word.

"Master, they are on that street. That street is very magical. People who enter will have an illusion." Li Qing's eyes widened at Zhang Fan's words.

The middle-aged swordsman in front of him turned out to be the head of the Dayang Mountain Ghost Sect. Li Qing couldn't accept this reality. He tried again to recall last night, but his mind was still blank. He believed that he must have been burned by Su Hai's knife.

'Burned out the brain.

Li Qing glared at Su Hai fiercely. This man was really a fair-weather friend. He could hide such a secret.

Su Hai's expression was innocent, but he did not explain. He breathed again, turned around and walked out. Li Qing now understood that Su Hai's sleepiness was because he had not slept all night, and he went to a place to wait all night.

It's a pity that he didn't tell Li Qing, what kind of place was this? What did he see?

"I will tell him my origin after you leave. You can call me Ghost King," the Ghost King looked at Li Qing and gave an explanation.

"In my heart, you should be the golden killer of ghosts," Li Qing said what was in his heart, and he had been holding back this sentence for a long time.

"Have you seen him? I heard that he is very mysterious. He has four messengers." The ghost king did not look mysterious at all. Li Qing felt that this ghost king was very close to him.

"I have never seen him. I have seen his messengers Feijian and Tieshu. Their martial arts are good." Li Qing thought of these two people. This Feijian should have died under Zhang Fan's iron gloves.

Li Qing glanced at Zhang Fan, but Zhang Fan looked at the Ghost King and ignored Li Qing's topic, as if the story had nothing to do with him.

"Your sword comes from Dayang Mountain. This is an ancient legend." The Ghost King's words were a mystery in Li Qing's heart. He wanted to know the origin of this sword.

"You should also have a box. This is a box that can kill people. This is the most powerful weapon in the world." The Ghost King's eyes began to widen, and he was a little excited.

"The most powerful one since ancient times should be Xiao Li Tanhua's flying knife." Li Qing knew this story and he admired this hero.

"It's a pity that Xiao Li's exploration of flowers is just a story. He took away Xiao Li's flying knife. This weapon has become a legend," the ghost king suddenly sighed.

"But there is also Fu Hongxue's sword, he is the fastest sword in the world! Ximen Chuixue's sword, he is the fastest sword in the world!" Li Qing thought of many people, these people were from the past.

"No, they have no descendants, they only have themselves in their hearts," the Ghost King's expression began to become complicated.

"Have you seen this box?" Li Qing knew this box. This box was the treasure of the Blood Clothes Sect. He only used it once. The moment he opened it, he killed Kuai Dao Shang Yuan.

"I haven't seen it, but I know that everyone who saw this box opened is already dead. They don't know what is in this box?" Li Qing knew this sentence very well, and his mother also said this.

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"But I know your sword, its name is 'Moye'!" The Ghost King suddenly mentioned the sword again. He seemed to be afraid of the box. Li Qing saw that every time he mentioned the "box", the Ghost King's shoulders

All will tremble.

"Why did you come to Guzhou?" Li Qing interrupted the Ghost King. He heard someone walking up to the second floor and someone walking towards this private room. They were two people. One person's steps were heavy, but this step was very heavy.

stable.

"Let them in," the Ghost King said without turning around or taking his eyes off the table. Li Qing felt that he had already heard the voice.

He is the ghost king of the ghost sect. His hearing should be very good. He would not appear so ignorant. He should know that walls have ears.

What came in was the thick-browed man from yesterday and a boy. The boy was holding a basin in his hand, and a strong smell of fish came out of the basin. Li Qing knew this boy, and he liked to chop off fish heads with a knife.

The thick-browed man quickly walked to the Ghost King. He raised his right hand and blocked Li Qing's sight. What did he want to tell the Ghost King?

Li Qing saw this right hand. This right hand had been hit by Su Hai's paintbrush yesterday, and the pen had penetrated his wrist, but today his wrist was intact.

"Broken Arm, Young Master Li is not an outsider. If you have anything to say, you can just say it." Li Qing heard the name of this man. The name of this thick-browed man was 'Broken Arm'.

"Master, I caught the fish myself, I killed the fish with my own hands, I went to the well to fetch the water for stewing the fish, and I watched this guy stew the fish," said the thick-browed man named Broken Arm.

The process of cooking fish.

"Did you tell him that today's fish soup is for the Gui Sect's master? His guest is Young Master Li from the Blood Clothes Sect?" The Ghost King's words were very picky, as if he wanted to show off his power in front of Li Qing.

"Yes, Master, I followed your instructions and told this guy every word seriously," Broken Arm answered the Ghost King's question seriously.

"Do you believe what he said?" The Ghost King suddenly asked Li Qing. Li Qing was a little dazed.

"I don't believe it," the Ghost King said to himself, and he glared at the thick-browed man named 'Broken Arm', who was his subordinate.

"Man, do you believe it?" The Ghost King's eyes turned to the man who delivered the fish soup. He was waiting for the man's answer. Li Qing saw this thick-browed man named 'Broken Arm', with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. He used his

He wiped his forehead with his right hand.

Li Qing looked at his right wrist carefully. There was no scar on his wrist. Could this thick-browed man named "Broken Arm" regenerate his wrist? Li Qing looked at this man curiously. This man must not be simple.

But his right arm never dropped.

"He said it. The guest officer said it very carefully. I know the guest officer's request, and I stewed it very carefully," the waiter answered quickly, saying every word carefully.

The waiter's words were like relieving a broken arm. Li Qing felt that this waiter was very smooth. He probably didn't want to offend every customer in front of him. Maybe he knew that all the customers in front of him were friends of the shopkeeper Su Hai.

"Do you believe it yourself?" The ghost king's words came back to the thick-browed man named "Broken Arm". Li Qing felt that this ghost king was a suspicious person. He had never asked the sensible Ah Chen like this. This ghost king must have also let last night's

"Burning the knife" burned out the brain.

"I don't believe it myself! Because I didn't say it at all." Li Qing heard the most outrageous answer at this moment. The thick-browed man named 'Broken Arm' completely denied his answer, and he answered seriously with the most sincere attitude.

After hearing the Ghost King's question, a sneer appeared on his lips.

Then Li Qing heard a question, which came from the ghost king's mouth. The ghost king's words made the elegant room become quiet instantly.
Chapter completed!