Zhike didn't know clearly until he was close, but there were three other people present, one of whom was still at the Killer Alliance's villa.
"Miss Qixing is extremely powerful," he said. "If you fight her alone with two or three bamboos, you won't get any advantage. Hiding behind a group of killers and sneaking up on Miss Qixing is useless."
The wealthy man knew that this little girl was very skilled, otherwise it would not have been possible for her to escape from the assassination attempt by the Third Brothers.
But after escaping, he still dared to come to seek revenge. This is really an unusually brave artist.
"Is she alone?" Rich Man Gao asked.
The man nodded: "There is a helper, but he is only doing the finishing work at the back. Miss Qixing is here alone for the Zhusan brothers."
One person was fighting against so many people. Rich Man Gao was silent for a moment. He knew that Head Luo was very skilled, but how old was the girl? How much could she learn if she was not around Head Luo all the time?
He suddenly raised his head: "What weapon did she use?"
The man said: "The sword is the same as the three Zhu brothers. They are swords."
Sword, the wealthy man sat up straight: "What kind of sword?"
What does it look like? The man thought for a while and said, "Just a very common sword."
It was really scary at that time. Wherever the woman passed, she fell down, and he didn't dare to get too close. Moreover, the woman drew the sword so fast that even Zhu San's brothers might not be able to see it clearly, and the people next to him could only see it.
When it comes to Jian Ying, I really don’t know what the sword looks like.
The man didn't dare to say that he was too timid to get close, so he quickly added something.
"And after chasing the bamboo boss, she may have broken it and thrown it away. In the end, she came back carrying a branch."
This woman is so skilled in martial arts that it is not surprising that she can pick flowers and leaves and kill people.
Rich Man Gao said: "If you break it and throw it away, then it's not the case."
When Zhike heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "What do you think it is?"
The rich man's eyes were dark: "I thought it was the six-foot sword that the master used to wield."
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Night once again shrouded the capital, and there were no festivals. After nightfall, entry and exit would be strictly checked. However, when a group of people came at full speed, the city guard not only did not check, but instead hurriedly pushed the door open and moved aside the wall.
"What did Duchasi do again?"
"Did you see that there was blood on those people?"
"Shhh--don't mind your own business. Don't look at things you shouldn't."
Zhu Chuan didn't care what other people thought, he returned to the Ducha Si angrily, and he didn't care that the Du Cha Si had already rested. Although the woman was not here this time, it was still related to the woman. Zhu Chuan ran to knock on the door confidently.
"Hey, why are you so busy lately?"
Liang Siwan was a little unhappy when she opened the door.
Zhu Chuan laughed and said, "It's a stupid little thing that can't relieve the governor's worries, so he has to bother him with everything." As he spoke, he looked inward.
Huo Lian had already come out in her pajamas.
Liang Siwan asked later: "Then you won't be back tonight?"
Tonight too? Zhu Chuan glanced at Huo Lian, so the governor didn't come back last night? He rested in his room all night?
Huo Lian hummed: "You have a good rest, I won't disturb you anymore."
Liang Siwan said hello and closed the door behind her.
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"Captain, that woman ran very fast, but she couldn't get rid of me."
"I saw her murder with my own eyes. She really didn't look like a human being when she killed. In other words, those people were not human at all in her eyes."
"But so what, I'm not afraid."
In the room where the lights were turned on again, Zhu Chuan's voice continued.
"So in the end, she knew she couldn't escape my capture, so she decided to send the sword back."
"We then conducted a thorough investigation and beat her severely. Although she ran away with her people, she was also injured and killed."
When Zhu Chuan said this, he took off the six-foot sword from his back and held it up with both hands, a bit flattering.
"The most important thing is that the sword is back."
Huo Lian sat on a chair and listened to him quietly. Only then did she speak: "Say it again in human terms."
Zhu Chuan's excited eyebrows suddenly drooped, and he said wiltedly: "That woman ran very fast, but she was able to catch up with me. I suspected that she did it on purpose. Later, she rushed into the villa and killed everyone.
When it was over, he suddenly came to me, gave me the sword, and asked me to clean up and arrest the Mo disciples, so I just cleaned up and arrested them."
Huo Lian nodded, picked up the six-foot sword, and said, "It's so shameful."
Who? The woman? Or the sword?
Zhu Chuan raised his head and took a look, then hurriedly made a suggestion: "Captain, she doesn't want the sword now. I can't give it to her next time."
As he spoke, he sighed again.
"Next time, she won't be able to get close to our Ducha Si again."
As soon as you get close, you will be shot to death with arrows and hacked to death with knives!
Zhu Chuan's eyes looked fierce, as if he had seen that scene.
It was quiet inside.
Huo Lian only looked at the six-foot sword in her hand, turning it over and over, as if exploring something.
"Captain, are you resting here tonight?" Zhu Chuan asked, thinking of Liang Siwan's previous words.
Huo Lian hummed.
Zhu Chuan scratched his head: "I'll clean it up for you, Governor."
He doesn't rest here every day. There is only a simple bed in the room, which is not comfortable to sleep on. However, there is no other resting place for the governor in Huo's house. Unlike other high-ranking officials and noble families, there is no study room or separate male master's dormitory, let alone a small room.
My concubine has countless courtyards.
Huo Lian only kept company with Miss Wanwan, and she used to go back no matter how late it was.
Zhu Chuan hurriedly went out and asked someone to get thicker bedding.
Huo Lian didn't care about his busyness and looked at the six-foot sword in his hand.
The woman never took the sword away. Did she not want it to be exposed to others?
Did she not want the world to know that she was that man's daughter?
That woman is cunning and lies, so that's definitely not the case.
That man is also a cunning person, and it must be more than just the love between father and daughter.
His hand touched the blade of the sword. What is the mystery of this sword?
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The morning light gradually brightened, and the vendors at the night market were carrying their burdens and yawning as they headed home. Passing by Tonglou Street, they saw the door of a shop being opened, and a woman's figure standing behind it.
"It's Shopkeeper Seven," the vendor called out hurriedly.
The woman raised her head and looked over, nodding to him and saying hello: "Good morning."
The hawker smiled and nodded: "Good morning, good morning, Shopkeeper Seven is so early."
Qixing said with a smile: "In business, you can't be lazy."
The hawker laughed: "Yes, yes, no wonder the seventh shopkeeper is rich." He laughed and passed.
Qixing continued to dismantle the door panel. There was a rapid sound of footsteps behind him, and Brother Guo's surprised voice came: "The shopkeeper -"
Qixing looked back at him. Brother Guo swallowed back his words and hurriedly reached out to pick up the door panel.
"I'll do it," he said.
Qixing smiled and stepped aside, and more rapid footsteps came from the back house. People ran so fast that the door curtain was almost torn down.
"Miss—" Qing Zhi shouted with a trembling voice, looking at the woman standing in the hall.
Qixing smiled at her.
Qing Zhi was excited and wanted to rush over. He had countless questions in his heart, but when he came to his mouth, he only said with a smile: "Miss, let's go eat."
Qixing nodded and walked towards the backyard, with Qing Zhi happily following behind.
In the courtyard, Shopkeeper Wei was walking back and forth on his wheelbarrow between the two open courtyards, as if he was exercising. When he saw Qixing, he smiled and said hello: "Good morning, Shopkeeper Qi."
Qixing smiled and nodded at him.
"The workshop has been completed." Shopkeeper Lu walked out of the courtyard beyond the workshop and said with a smile, "Congratulations to Shopkeeper Seven on your successful business."
Qixing smiled and bowed in return: "We are happy together and we will get rich together."
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Day and night alternated, and the originally inconspicuous villa located at the foot of the mountain experienced a lively few days.
First there was a fight, and then the people dispersed, and then the nearby government officials came over after hearing the news. They were shocked by the scene, and they were busy checking and cleaning up. It took several days to finish.
The villa became quiet again, because so many corpses were carried out, it became even more gloomy, and no one dared to approach.
A ball of fire suddenly lit up in the villa late at night. If someone from a distance saw it, they would definitely think it was haunted.
The will-o'-the-wisp was faint, illuminating the bloodstains on the floor of the villa.
The figure squatted on the ground, his body stooped, the firelight illuminated his face, and his thick beard made his face blurry, but his eyes shone brightly.
"It's you." Zhang Yuan murmured.
There are shallow sword marks here, mixed in the blood, and you won't notice it if you don't look carefully. Zhang Yuan not only noticed it, but also reached out to touch it.
The touch of the sticky blood and earth did not make him sick, but instead made him smile as if he had found a treasure.
"There are marks from your sword on the walls of the capital."
"There are also marks from your sword in the manors near the capital."
