When the sword edge slashed across Liu Xilai's throat, only the word "regret" remained in his heart.
When there is concern, there will be regret.
What Liu Xilai cared about was not his own life.
More than twenty years ago, when he was defeated by the "Purple Bamboo Master", he already considered himself a dead man.
And when he lost everything, it was the Xie family who helped him and allowed him to live like a human being again.
Therefore, in the rest of his life, Liu Xilai did not live for himself, but for the Xie family... and lived to repay his kindness.
Compared with his own life, Liu Xilai cared more about the honor, disgrace, gain and loss of the Xie family.
Unfortunately, he still failed to protect Xie Wuhua.
Liu Xilai was indeed old. Before the age of forty, his "hands and eyes could reach the sky" had never made a mistake. The only time he misjudged his opponent's strength was after he was forty years old. And that time of oversight, he was directly punished.
He ruined his career in the world.
Today, he made a mistake again, and this time the mistake was... even more serious.
Before Leng Yuqiu said, "I am free to decide where to do it, when to do it, and who to kill..." Liu Xilai still thought that the situation was still under control.
But when those words were spoken, Leng Yuqiu's aura changed...
At that moment, he no longer concealed the surging sword intent, nor concealed his murderous intention.
It was at this moment that Liu Xilai discovered something, a terrible thing. Leng Yuqiu's martial arts cultivation was much higher than he expected... by a lot!
From now on... Leng Yuqiu has not been meditating on the bed, but practicing swordplay.
Some people may wonder that sitting alone on the bed with legs crossed and eyes closed...can it be considered practicing swordsmanship?
Generally speaking...it doesn't count.
But Leng Yuqiu is obviously not within this "general" range.
When a person's martial arts reaches a certain level, his practice method no longer stagnates with form; for that kind of person, the practice of "form" seems to be inefficient compared to the practice of "intention".
Of course, there are very few people like that. Looking at the entire martial arts world, they can be said to be rare; even Xie Xiuwen, the current head of the Xie family, has not yet reached this level.
However, Leng Yuqiu, a man who looked to be only around thirty years old, already had such a level of cultivation.
Therefore, Liu Xilai, who understood this, quickly changed his attitude and tried to escape; he thought... with the Xie family's reputation and his attitude of lowering his stature... the other party would not take action because of this level of offense.
However, Leng Yuqiu's next words made Uncle Liu feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Not only did he not let the two of them leave, he also revealed that the reason why he killed Ma Dabeard was because the other party disturbed his "sword practice".
To the innocent young master Xie Wuhua, these words were just a little strange; but to Liu Xilai's ears... they were like the roar of a death knell.
At this point, Liu Xilai chose to kneel down... His last words were a declaration that he was willing to give up his life and dignity to save Xie Wuhua's life.
However, Leng Yuqiu did not agree to even this request.
Maybe... Xie Wuhua was relatively lucky. He didn't understand what happened in this room until his death. He didn't have to experience the shock, fear, pain, despair, and finally passed away with regret like Uncle Liu did.
He just died in surprise, quickly and without any pain.
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The body fell to the ground and the sword was sheathed.
Leng Yuqiu sat back on the bed and took a deep breath.
His sword kills without staining blood.
But he is somewhat bloodthirsty.
He likes to be around the recently deceased and smell the fresh smell of blood.
This smell can only be enjoyed by winners. It can remind Leng Yuqiu... of the price of failure.
"You're still the same..." Suddenly, another voice sounded in the room, a gentle, deep male voice, "As long as you can find even the slightest reason to convince yourself, you can't wait to kill someone."
When Leng Yuqiu heard this voice, he actually smiled.
That was not a sneer or a sneer, but a happy smile from the bottom of my heart.
"Ha... you came here really quickly." Leng Yuqiu said with a smile.
While he was speaking, there was another person in the room, a masked man dressed all in black.
The doors and windows of this guest room have not been opened, and there are no beams or cabinets in the room to hide people. Even Leng Yuqiu doesn't know how this person got in.
But he came in, and he came quietly.
"Two unexpected helpers appeared and the task was completed ahead of schedule, so I arrived half a day early." The masked man replied.
"Help?" Leng Yuqiu looked suspicious when he heard this.
"Don't worry, these two people must be reliable." The masked man said.
"I can actually hear the words 'must be reliable' from your mouth..." Leng Yuqiu thought, "Could it be...that they are..."
"Yes." The masked man knew what he was going to say, so he interrupted directly.
"I see." Leng Yuqiu nodded, "So... the plan remains as usual?"
"That's natural, but..." the masked man said, looking down at the two corpses on the ground, "You can really cause trouble for others. Do you know who these two are?"
"I know." Leng Yuqiu replied calmly, "Aren't they the young master and housekeeper of the Xie family..." He paused, "After tomorrow... the entire martial arts world will be our enemy. I need to go out of my way to
Are you worried about whether there will be more people named Xie?"
"Alas..." the masked man sighed, "Well...what you said is true."
Before he could stop sighing, he stepped forward and picked up the sword beside Xie Wuhua.
"Leave this lilac sword to me, it might be useful." The masked man picked up the sword and turned to Leng Yuqiu and said.
"Well, it would be better if you could dispose of the bodies together." The introverted Leng Yuqiu seemed very relaxed in front of this person (and he didn't want to kill anyone at the moment), and he was actually using
Talk to the other person in a joking tone.
"Stop dreaming, you can find your own way, or you can let them sleep with you." After saying this, the masked man disappeared from the room, just as silently as when he came.
Shadow is invisible...
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At the same time, there was the guest room directly below Leng Yuqiu's room on the first floor of the inn.
"Uh...this is blood..."
[Crazy Sword Shadow] looked up at the ceiling, looking at the drops of blood seeping from the cracks in the wooden boards, and said with a depressed expression.
At this moment, he originally wanted to eat some food from the script to replenish his energy. Unexpectedly, as soon as he was about to use his chopsticks, some free "sauce" was poured on the food.
"It seems like something happened upstairs." [I'm not afraid], who was also sitting at the dinner table, also looked at the ceiling and took advantage of the situation.
"How about... let's go up and take a look?" Master Jian thought for a while and said.
"Anyway, we can't finish the meal, so let's go up and take a look." Although Jian Shao is the management of "Jianghu", in this two-person team, the "leader" is the one who is not afraid of girls. How to act specifically?
You have to follow her instructions.
"Okay." Since the leader had spoken, Master Jian didn't hesitate, stood up and left.
The girl who was not afraid also walked out of the room with him, and the two of them turned a corner and went up the stairs to the second floor.
Kuang Zong Jian Ying is not Xie Wuhua. He does not pay attention to the "politeness" in the world. As soon as he comes to Leng Yuqiu's door, he bangs on the door.
"Is there anyone?" Master Jian not only knocked on the door, but also called the door. After finishing the first half of the sentence, he still felt that it was not appropriate enough, so he immediately added, "Is there anyone alive?"
Leng Yuqiu in the room was also stunned, thinking: "What kind of trick is this? Everyone in the town should know that I live in this room, and they can't call my door like this, but his voice
His attitude is not like that of a clerk in a store; could it be that... he is an official who doesn't understand the rules?"
While he was speculating, he was already walking towards the door.
Since he couldn't feel the inner strength of the people outside the house, Leng Yuqiu was quite confident about the conclusion of "the stupid young official". Although this kind of person did not pose any threat to him, the method of staying behind closed doors would have a negative impact on this person.
But it doesn't work for passers-by.
A few seconds later, Leng Yuqiu opened the door.
A pair of young men and women appeared in front of him, and they were dressed like figures in the martial arts world (like most scripts in the martial arts world, the system adjusted the player's image in the eyes of NPCs).
Leng Yuqiu's bad habit happened. After opening the door, he just stared at the two players silently, but not a single word came out of his mouth.
Jian Shao and Bu Awei immediately discovered the corpse in the room, and then looked at each other again.
Logically speaking, at this moment, the people in the room should speak first, but Leng Yuqiu didn't speak, so... the scene reached a deadlock, and the atmosphere became slightly awkward.
"You just killed him?" After about ten seconds of silence, Kuangzong Jianying couldn't bear it anymore and asked Leng Yuqiu as if he had nothing to say.
Leng Yuqiu was also murmuring in her heart. The two people didn't seem to know him, and they didn't show much surprise or fear about the corpse in the room.
"Hmm..." Leng Yuqiu thought for a second and nodded.
"Oh..." Mr. Jian also nodded, "What...the blood of the corpse seeped downstairs, let's come up and take a look."
"Oh." Leng Yuqiu responded without saying anything more.
"Oh, what?" At this time, Bu'er, who was on the side, couldn't stand it anymore, "Our food is all dripping with blood, and there's even blood on the floor of the room. You just say 'oh' and it's over?"
Leng Yuqiu really didn't expect that the other party would not be afraid, but would adopt such a tough attitude. He thought to himself: "These two... are probably young children who have just left the world, so they know who I am... also
I don’t know that the deceased on the ground are Xie Wuhua and Liu Xilai..."
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that these two people were a bit funny.
"Then according to your wishes, miss..." After taking a breath, Leng Yuqiu replied, "So what?"
"Nonsense, pay for it!" Bu Aya said confidently.
Leng Yuqiu responded calmly: "Oh...how much do you want?"
"That's hard to say." Bu Awei said, "To be fair... the compensation should be enough for us to change rooms."
Leng Yuqiu nodded: "This seems to make sense." He said so, but he stood there without moving. After five seconds, he spoke again, "But I want to know, if I don't compensate, what will you do?"
So what?"
Leng Yuqiu has money.
Even if he had no money, there was enough money on the two corpses lying on the ground.
Moreover, Leng Yuqiu has never been a person who loves money. For people like him, the driving force that money can generate is close to nothing.
Therefore, his reaction was definitely not because he was reluctant to lose money.
At this moment, Leng Yuqiu was only acting out of interest.
Of course, he did not intend to kill anyone. He felt that there was no need for these two people to die, whether it was for people or things.
Leng Yuqiu just wanted to teach this couple who were "new to the world" a lesson, telling them that the world is not a place of reason.
In a sense, he wanted to "help" the two people in front of him: it is indeed a kind act to let a person understand the injustice of this world and the importance of strength early.
People who have not experienced shamelessness will never understand true nobility, and morality that is divorced from reality is just a different kind of stupidity.
Originally...that was indeed the case.
However, what Leng Yuqiu encountered was not some inexperienced rookie, but a ferocious traveler from another world...
"Huh?" Seeing the other party's arrogant attitude, Kuang Zong Jianying felt a little unhappy at that time.
That's right, he didn't know Leng Yuqiu.
If he knew...he would probably choose to be calm here, thus triggering a plot line of cooperation with Leng Yuqiu.
But there’s no such thing as “what if”…
Jiang Hu's intelligence-gathering abilities are relatively average, but when it comes to their front-facing abilities, they are by no means ambiguous.
When Kuangzong Jianying heard the other party ask that kind of question, he blurted out: "Then I will teach you how to write the word "compensation"."
