"'Moye' has a legend that whoever owns this sword can get a box," Xiao Leixue held a bowl of wine in his hands, but his eyes were looking at Li Qing.

"But I only know that it is a sword, a sword that can kill people," Li Qing was waiting for Xiao Leixue's story. He had seen this box and used it before.

But Li Qing wanted to know why everyone in the world was afraid of this box? In his memory, this box was not that scary.

"Don't you want to be number one in the world?" Xiao Leixue asked without answering Li Qing's words.

"There will never be number one in the world, there is just a name," Li Qing replied.

Xiao Leixue looked at Li Qing. He looked at Li Qing with eyes like copper bells. He didn't believe that Li Qing didn't care about this title. Being the best in the world is every swordsman's dream.

"I heard that your sword is now number one in the martial arts world. You have the fastest skills and the best sword," Xiao Leixue smiled.

"Do you also know this story?" Li Qing thought of Fang Zhen, and also thought of the 'Magic Judge' brothers who left the inn. The two brothers did not kill them, but in Fang Zhen's story, he did it himself

They died miserably.

The eyes of the shadow on the side began to condense. These two people were his men. They came to Guzhou City to do something, but the news they waited for was that they were dead. They died in the hands of Li Qing, the young master of the Blood Clothes Sect.

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The Li Qing in front of him seemed to hate the people of the 'Ghost Sect', but as the sect leader, Xiao Leixue didn't look angry at all. He filled Li Qing's glass with wine.

"They are dead, and it was worth it to die by your sword!" Shadow was very confused after hearing Xiao Leixue's words. They hadn't seen each other for a year, and the sect master in front of him seemed to be a different person.

"Aren't you angry that I killed both black and white evil spirits?" Li Qing told the whereabouts of the black and white evil spirits. Shadow only found out today that these two people were also dead, also killed by Li Qing's sword.

Shadow's hand held the sword. He was waiting for an order. As long as Xiao Leixue sent a look or a hint, he would pull out his sword. He also wanted to know, whose sword is the fastest?

"They are dead. It was worth it to die by your sword!" Shadow did not see the look in Xiao Leixue's eyes, nor did he see his hint. Xiao Leixue repeated the same sentence.

"Let's have a bowl and I wish you happiness every day." Li Qing picked up the wine and smiled happily. Li Qing understood the meaning of Xiao Lei's bloody words. It's too late for a hero to meet.

"You are a good boy. I, Xiao Leixue, did not misjudge you." Xiao Leixue picked up the wine, raised his head and drank it down.

"The shadow next to you wants to draw the sword. Look at his expression, it seems that I owe him money," Li Qing looked at the shadow and said with a smile to Xiao Leixue.

Shadow let go of the hilt of the sword in his hand, turned around and walked into the shop. He heard the sound of pigeons falling, and a pigeon landed under the back window of the shop.

Xiao Leixue ignored the departing shadow. His eyes looked to the west. There was a village in the west called West Village. Li Qing had been to this West Village, and he met Zhang Fan in West Village.

Shadow returned soon, and he handed Xiao Leixue a small bamboo tube, which was taken from the pigeon's leg. Xiao Leixue took out a small note from the bamboo tube.

"I care about my reputation, but I have no right to open a box. Our mission is just to protect this box," Xiao Leixue looked at the small note in his hand and said words that only Li Qing could understand.

"You don't know what's in the box?" Li Qing was very surprised. The 'Ghost King' Xiao Leixue in front of him had a mission. This mission was to protect this box. He didn't seem to know the contents of this box.

"I don't know what's in the box? Fifteen years ago, a lady took away this box with the sword in your hand," Xiao Leixue said.

"Rely on the sword in my hand?" Li Qing looked at the sword in his waist. Now he knew that the sword could be exchanged for a box, and the box was already in the secret room at home.

"Now you should know why there are many people in the world who want to get the sword in your hand. If you get your sword, you can get this box. If you get the box, you can become the best in the world," Xiao Leixue added.

"You also want to get this box?" Li Qing suddenly wanted to ask Xiao Leixue. He is the leader of the 'Ghost Sect'. Doesn't he have this desire?

"I don't want to!" Xiao Leixue answered simply.

Li Qing saw determination in Xiao Leixue's eyes. This man had no desires and his mentality was very calm. Didn't he have any pursuits?

"You should be wondering, why do I come here? Why do I want to kill people from the Ghost Village?" Xiao Leixue suddenly asked.

"Yes, I'm very strange too. I want to know now," Li Qing's eyes widened and his ears pricked up. He really wanted to know the reason for Xiao Leixue.

Xiao Leixue handed over the note, and Li Qing read the words on it clearly. He didn't say anything. He poured out two bowls of wine and picked up one bowl himself.

"Do you still want to know my reasons now?" Xiao Leixue asked.

Li Qing rubbed his nose with his left hand and put the small note in the wine. He drank the wine in one gulp, placed the empty bowl in front of Xiao Leixue, and replied, "My stomach already knows it, and my ears don't want to hear it anymore."

Go and listen.”

"I really want to drink with you, but now we have to meet someone." Xiao Leixue stood up.

"Who?" Li Qing also stood up.

"A pockmarked Liu Dazi," Xiao Leixue said a name that Li Qing had never heard of.

Liu Mazi's face was not all pockmarked. He only had one pockmark on his face. This pockmark was very big and it was a birthmark.

He likes this birthmark very much. It is his mark. Every time he listens to Guzhou songs, he will keep touching the pockmark with his hands. He feels that this is a kind of spiritual enjoyment, but he does not allow others to call him

'Liu Mazi'.

He likes people to call him "Liu Da Yuanwai", which is a status symbol. Every time he hears this title, he feels that his back is very strong. He knows that he is the richest member of the West Village.

Today, Liu Mazi did not listen to Guzhou songs, nor did he touch his own hemp seeds. He sat on a chair made of mahogany and looked at the person who walked into his living room with a pair of strange eyes.

This man's face was very pale, and his eyes were just black holes. He looked at Liu Mazi with cold eyes. He was holding a sword in his hand. Liu Mazi was an expert. He could tell at a glance that this was a murderous sword.

Sword, this man is a swordsman.

The swordsman who came in walked very slowly. He walked to a place five steps away from Liu Mazi and stopped.

"Are you Liu Mazi?" the swordsman spoke, calling out his nickname.

Liu Mazi didn't like this title. His brows knitted together instantly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, I am 'Liu Da Yuanwai'. You should know my reputation. I am the most famous in this West Village." Liu Mazi explained in the most angry tone.

"It doesn't matter what a dead man's name is," the swordsman who came in said expressionlessly. In his eyes, Liu Mazi in front of him seemed to be a dead man.

"Damn it, you can't change your arrogance. I should have taught you a lesson long ago," Liu Mazi held his hand on the mahogany chair, and he was already getting excited.

The incoming swordsman made a sound from his nose. This sound made Liu Mazi feel very ashamed. He raised his feet and kicked the incoming swordsman with his feet like the wind.

"You are not a good member. Good members are not so angry." The swordsman who came in did not draw his sword. His figure just drifted to avoid the kicking feet.

The moment Liu Mazi's feet landed, he kicked them out again. His body was like an eagle hovering in the sky. He had already kicked out twelve times in a row. The swordsman's shadow flashed everywhere in the living room.

"You are old. You have given up your martial arts over the years." The swordsman came in with a smile on his face, which looked particularly sinister on his pale face.

Liu Mazi stopped kicking out and landed at the door of the living room. He was panting. Maybe he was old.

"It's not easy to be a rich member. You should be a servant, a rich man's servant." The swordsman who came in walked to the top of the living room and sat on the mahogany chair.

"I am the richest member of the Communist Party of China in the West Village. I have the most money and can buy many servants. Why should I be someone else's servant?" Liu Mazi was a little angry.

"Long time no see, your temper hasn't changed at all. Do you want to try my sword?" The swordsman who came in seemed to be provoking, with a smile on his pale face.

"I am unlucky to have a friend like you. You are always thinking about my money." Liu Mazi complained.

"'Loneliness' should have no friends, but 'loneliness' cannot live without money." The swordsman who came in said his name, and the swordsman who came in was Loneliness.

"You can only come once a year. Now is not the time. You seem to have broken the rules?" Liu Mazi was a little unhappy.

"I'm not the one who wants the money. I don't need the money this time," Lonely said.

"You don't need money?" Liu Mazi thought he heard wrongly and scratched his ears.

"Yes, no money is needed this time, your old friend is here," Lonely said again.

"Liu Mazi, I'm here to see you." The voice of an old friend has come from outside the door. There is only one person in the world who dares to call him Liu Mazi's nickname, and Liu Mazi knows who this person is.

The person who dared to call him "Liu Mazi" had already walked into his living room. His powerful and muscular body made Liu Mazi a little excited.

This person would never come to see him in person, but this person was his best friend and the leader of his sect. This person was Xiao Leixue, the sect king of the 'Ghost Sect'.

Behind him followed a young man. This young man had a good sword in his waist. Liu Mazi recognized it at a glance. This sword was the Moye Sword.

There is only one person in the world who can be equipped with this sword, and he is Li Qing from the Blood Clothes Sect. Liu Mazi is surprised by the person who comes in.
Chapter completed!