When Qiran packed up his luggage and wanted to leave.
The pavilion master grabbed Qiran's slender wrist.
Qi Ran raised his head subconsciously, looked at him with eyes as dark as ink, and said sarcastically: "What, you want to regret it?"
The pavilion master frowned slightly: At this time, she didn't look like a child at all.
A woman in purdah, at the age of fourteen or fifteen, stays at home every day to embroider and learn women's rings. She also raises meat at home, and then gets married after raising meat. She is as docile as a little sheep. And she, Qi Ran,
, not only traveled around the world, but also went to a brothel to fool around.
She was one of the most unfeminine women he had ever seen.
"Let's go." The Pavilion Master sighed and let go of his hand.
Qiran smiled confidently: "See you later, I will come back to see you in a few days."
The Pavilion Master was slightly startled, then smiled lightly: "It won't be too late to come back after completing the mission."
Qiran didn't pay attention to the meaning of his words and took steps on his own.
"Wait a minute." A man hurriedly ran out of Jueying Pavilion and blocked Qi Ran's way.
Qiran smiled lightly: "What are you doing?" Although his words were soft, he could not hide his murderous intent.
The man trembled all over, and then handed the sign in his hand to Qiran. Qiran took the sign with a smile, and when his eyes saw the content on it, he was shocked.
Killing order!
She had just arrived at Jueying Pavilion two days ago and received a task from the Pavilion Master. It seemed that the Pavilion Master really valued her. A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and the disciple who came to deliver the token was frightened.
De was frightened. Qi Ran just smiled slightly: "Go ahead and tell the Pavilion Master, Qi Ran already knows."
It's just such a simple sentence, but it arouses fear in others.
***
Qi Ran looked at the Fei Wing in her hand carefully. To be honest, this was the first time she looked at her hand so carefully - a crimson fan left to her by her biological mother.
The fan is very beautiful. The crimson fan leaves are embroidered with a small manzhushahua with red thread. The white silk thread traces a frame around the red flower, making the fan more exquisite. The black iron fan ribs are the same as the fan leaves.
, is crimson, the color dyed red by blood.
Gorgeously beautiful.
Taking out the killing order, Qiran frowned slightly, and took out a very ordinary piece of paper from behind the killing order. On the white rice paper, there was a line clearly written: Wulin leader Lu Zhonglou, kill.
!
It turned out that this was what he meant by what he said just now. He told her that if she wanted to come back, she must kill the leader of the martial arts alliance.
Lu Zhonglou, the leader of the martial arts alliance, is not very good at martial arts and is only a mediocre martial artist at best. As for getting the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, it was just a mistake.
The master of the Jueying Pavilion had a very clever plan. The leader of the martial arts alliance comes only once every four years. Last year, Lu Zhonglou happened to become the leader of the martial arts alliance. He did not have so much time to wait for the next time. He would only appear if he killed the leader of the martial arts alliance.
New filter.
A smile appeared on Qiran's lips, it turned out that he wanted to be the leader of the martial arts alliance.
He put away Feiyi and placed Qiran on his waist.
On the prosperous street, a golden plaque appeared in front of Qiran in an instant. Three words were clearly written on the plaque: "Martial Tower."
——A place where only martial arts leaders are qualified to live.