"Please make it clear, Your Excellency, who is the master of swordsmanship you are talking about?" the third young master asked.
Xing Cangliu couldn't help but be surprised and said: "Is it possible that the earthly swordsman who left just now was not the dueling swordsman you invited?"
Because of this, Xing Cangliu is willing to admit defeat.
The Third Young Master's mind went blank. He couldn't even remember that he had invited some kind of "Sword Immortal on Earth" and left just now.
Can he really invite such a top swordsman, and still need to rely on this old thing like Madman Sword?
"Please tell me in detail what the departing master looked like." The third young master murmured.
Xing Cangliu was shocked: "That young swordsman just now was not the one you invited?"
Young swordsman?
Just now?
The Third Young Master was excited, and the outline of Xia Qingchen finally appeared in his mind. He couldn't help but ask: "Is the young swordsman you mentioned handsome, with a broken sword diagonally across it?"
"Yes! He wasn't invited by you?" Xing Cangliu said in surprise.
Why does it sound like Jun Gong doesn't know that the young man is a swordsman?
"He is a swordsman?" The other swordsmen started discussing in surprise.
If these words had not come from Xing Cangliu's mouth, they would have regarded it as a joke and laughed on the spot.
Um?
Xing Cangliu was really shocked: "You don't know his realm of swordsmanship at all?"
Oh my god!
What the hell is going on in the military palace?
They were completely unaware of such an earth-shattering Sword Immortal?
His mind became active again.
Such a first-class swordsman, staying in the military palace is like a pearl covered in dust!
If you are willing to join Dusk, no, if you come to the Zhongyun Realm, you will at least be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people!
"Your military palace is just a bunch of stupid pigs who eat nothing but corpses!" Xing Cangliu said angrily. Such a swordsman was so ruined by them that they buried him in the dust.
"Who is he and where is he at this moment?" Xing Cangliu asked: "You military palace doesn't know how to cherish it, I want it at dusk!"
The Third Young Master was extremely horrified. The Xia Qingchen he had driven away was actually... the swordsman who impressed Xing Cangliu?
He didn't quite understand what the realm of Sword Immortal was, but he knew very well that it must be a realm that Xing Cangliu could not reach in order to be called so.
Thinking about myself, for the sake of the weak Madman Sword, I drove away the sword fairy and completely offended him. The third young master was so regretful that his intestines were blue!
However, there is still room for redemption.
"Ahem, we know, of course we know, it's just that the Sword Immortal has hidden it so well that we don't know its true details." The third young master quickly changed the topic and said: "In addition, the duel is over, please leave quickly, don't say anything.
Stay any longer to avoid misunderstanding between the two parties."
How could Xing Cangliu not see that the Third Young Master was covering up?
These pig-like things must have buried the Sword Immortal.
It's a pity that he is now the representative of Twilight. He has a special status and is not suitable to walk around Liangzhou City at will.
Otherwise, we must find the sword immortal and ask him to join Dusk.
"Let's go!" Xing Cangliu did not give up. After returning to Dusk, he must report this matter and ask Dusk's senior management to find ways to poach this person.
As soon as Xing Cangliu left, the third young master hurried to the northwest military camp.
Along the way, he kept sighing and asked: "Li Yuan, what do you think we should do later?"
Li Yuan, who was following closely behind him, said expressionlessly: "The last general is stupid, but just follow the instructions of the Third Young Master."
He was filled with resentment.
He had long said that Xia Qingchen was a swordsman saint with superb swordsmanship and countless talents.
But has Third Young Master listened to his evaluation?
No!
He was always stubborn and arbitrarily determined that Xia Qingchen was too young to be a swordsman.
Just now, he drove Xia Qingchen away regardless of his obstruction, which completely offended him.
Now ask him how to save it?
hehe!
Not to mention that there was no way he could save it, even if there was, why would he tell the Third Young Master?
A swordsman is like his sword.
Rather than surrender!
It is impossible for Xia Qingchen to wrong himself again and be used by the Third Young Master.
He had hoped to surpass his two sisters and get someone who could help him in the world, but unfortunately, he lost it due to his own lack of vision and broad-mindedness.
However, maybe it's just the opposite.
It is precisely because he has no vision and no heart that he is always inferior to his two sisters.
Speaking of which, Xia Qingchen returned to the northwest military camp.
The reason why he showed a sword to Xing Cangliu was because the founder of Hokuto Swordsman, Hokuto Sword God, was once one of his subordinates.
Thousands of years ago, he was persecuted by Ningshuang and died tragically on the top of the star.
Therefore, he did not hesitate to leave a sword for his descendants, hoping that his legacy would never be extinguished.
As for what happened next, he had never expected it.
Arriving at the Yunlan battle group, the female soldiers in casual clothes were waiting anxiously.
News in Liangzhou spread quickly, and the news that the military palace had canceled the wanted order for Xia Qingchen spread like wildfire.
The female soldiers who went out to look for him came back one after another, waiting anxiously!
When they saw Xia Qingchen returning from a distance, the Yunlan battle group cheered and rushed to greet him. They greeted him excitedly and respectfully, and shouted in unison: "Welcome to the return of Master Xia!"
The sound was neat and loud, penetrating the sky and inspiring people's hearts.
The entire Northwest Army could hear such a loud voice.
Zhao Yunshi, who was in the distance, saw this and silently disappeared into the shadows, with a hint of bitterness and envy on the corner of his mouth.
In just a few months, has the Yunlan battle group become so loyal to Xia Qingchen?
I'm really jealous.
However, she felt relieved that Xia Qingchen was fine.
From now on, stay away from Xia Qingchen, run Zhao Mansion's industry with peace of mind, and be the woman who owns Tingxue House.
Although, she doesn’t even know who the owner of Tingxue Tower is...
Xia Qingchen comforted the female soldier and returned to the camp.
In the camp, there was not only a pardon order from the military palace, but also a reward of 20,000 yuan for meritorious service.
That was the reward for annihilating the Dark Moon branch nest, and it should have been half as much as Gongsun Wuji.
But now, Gongsun Wuji has left his hometown.
"Suddenly I feel a little lonely." Xia Qingchen sat in the empty tent and murmured to himself.
Although the northwest military camp is large, there is no one with whom to discuss martial arts, and no one with whom to have a heart-to-heart conversation.
After closing his eyes and taking a nap for a while, Xia Qingchen calmed down and said, "I want to retreat. I won't see anyone in the near future. No one is allowed in."
"Yes, sir!" Fang Cuihong and the other Hundred Knights cherished Xia Qingchen's return even more.
Ten people each led a team to protect the camp tightly, lest he make another mistake.
An hour later.
The third young master hurried over.
Fang Cuihong and others' expressions changed drastically, and they all knelt down on one knee: "See you, Third Young Master."
The third young master said anxiously: "Xia Qingchen... Where is Master Xia?"
He changed his words temporarily, and because of his identity, he could have called him by his first name, but instead addressed him as "sir", which shows that he has respect in his heart.
"Master Xia is in seclusion inside." Fang Cuihong couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
They can stop others from coming, but what is the identity of the Third Young Master?
The commander-in-chief must be polite. If he wants to force his way in, who can stop him?