Hearing Di Zhijiao's words, Leng Buyu frowned even more. What kind of hatred could make a young master want to destroy his family?
What's more, the ancestor of this family was General Purple Phoenix King Hua, who was once promised by the Dragon Emperor to divide the world into two parts.
Seeing Leng Buyu's expression, Di Zhijiao smiled, took a sip of fruit wine, and continued: "Are you curious why I have to tell you such things and related secrets?"
Leng Buyu raised his left eyebrow slightly, but remained silent.
"It's not because you have Muhan Tower behind you, nor that you have the false reputation of Sword Master, it's just because the sword you hold is called Seven Stars!"
Leng Buyu couldn't help but touch his chest. Even though he was separated by his cloak, when his hand touched the three daggers, a strange warm current came from the daggers.
"Why?"
Leng Buyu looked down at his palm, what was this strange feeling?
Di Zhijiao thought that the cold silence was asking her, and replied: "The owner of the Seven-Star Sword is General Han. I think the Sword Master knows what kind of person General Han is. But the Sword Master has no morals. Every Seven-Star Sword Master is...
The sword masters are all figures with awe-inspiring righteousness and lasting majesty.”
When Leng Buyu heard the compliment, he laughed and said: "But a sword is a sword after all, and it is a thing that can hurt people."
Die Zhijiao became arrogant again when he was cold, and would not continue this topic with him anymore, and returned to the business: "No matter what you think, or it is our wishful thinking, but since we have decided to cooperate with Master Juggernaut, then
Of course, we have to give them trust. Rather than letting the Hua family disappear, the city lord hopes that those guys in the north will completely cut off their wings and beaks."
Leng Buyu had also heard that restless guys from neighboring countries often harassed the border. After Bai Ling seized the title of Lord of Han City, he sent Han City troops to station at the border.
This is not Hancheng's internal affairs, and the previous Lord of Hancheng also pretended not to see or care about it.
"Tell me, what kind of cooperation?"
Di Zhijiao thought she had heard wrongly, and looked at Leng Buyu blankly. Leng Buyu put down his chopsticks, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Di Zhijiao grinned and didn't care about why he was so silent and didn't ask about Bai Ling's ambitions, and why Bai Ling wanted to destroy the Hua family.
"In the name of Lord Bai Ling, I implore the contemporary sword master Leng Buyu to kill someone!"
Leng Buyu originally held the chopsticks again, but then his hand trembled slightly and his movements stopped there. Leng Buyu was curious, if he wanted to kill someone, why did he have to take action? There are many martial arts in this world.
Experts, even with heavy financial support, there will definitely be cultivators who are not strong in Taoism and will be happy with this Taoism.
Di Zhijiao shook her head and said: "Because the only way to kill this man is with a sword. There are thousands of swordsmen in the world. In the eyes of the city lord, apart from Lord Zhongxi, only the Sword Master is qualified to kill this man."
Leng Buyu is self-aware, and he himself feels that his name as a sword master is not worthy of the name. Leng Buyu believes that there are many masters of swordsmanship in the world, and similarly, he also believes that most swordsmen in the world are useless.
But although Zhong Xihou, Hua Luo Xicheng, one of the three fiercest men in the world, had never fought with him, Leng Buyu still thought that Zhong Xihou's sword was a good sword.
He would put himself next to him and say that only he and the two of them were qualified to kill that person. Leng Buyu became somewhat interested in the target.
"who?"
Silent and interested, dice
Zhijiao couldn't help but smile slightly, and said in a somewhat excited tone: "The young master of Tianshui Villa in Lincheng, the son of Mo Sang, Mo Ming!"
Hearing the name, Leng Buyu couldn't help but frown. He really couldn't figure it out. On the Qingfeng list, which knew everything, Mo Ming was ranked eleventh, and he was considered a swordsman genius. He had never fought before, so Leng Buyu couldn't say that he could easily kill Mo Ming.
, but if you just kill him, no matter the cost, you will be 90% sure.
"reason?"
Di Zhijiao has been waiting for a cold and silent attitude. She is not afraid of being cold and asking carefully, but she is afraid of being cold and silent, refusing or being silent.
"If Mo Ming is like his father and only earns fame in the world, there is no need to bother Master Sword Master to take action. However, this Mo Ming is also the ace killer of the Zhu family..."
Leng Buyu suddenly interrupted Di Zhijiao's words and listened to him: "The Zhu and Mo families have been friends for generations, so what if the young master of the Mo family works for his grandfather?"
Di Zhijiao was stunned for a moment, then laughed again, and then said: "That's the truth, but the ambitions of the Lincheng Zhu family are too great."
Leng Buyu chuckled and said contemptuously: "Isn't Bai Ling's ambition not big?"
Di Zhijiao was stunned again, and just as she was about to defend herself, the guy who went out to buy fresh goat milk ran in with a clay pot the size of his head. He ran to Leng Buyu, smiled like a flower, and said: "
Sir, this is the fresh goat milk you asked for. You are giving it to this guy’s little white cat. Sir, I’m telling you, this ewe has just given birth, and the milk is called milk.
A nutrient is not those goats outside that are specially used for milking."
Leng Buyu showed a rare smile and said: "From now on, I will get a can of goat's milk every day, fifty coppers..."
Leng Buyu looked at the little white cat in Huidong's arms, and after making an assessment, he continued: "Let's tentatively plan for thirty days. I will use these two taels of silver with you, and use the extra money for running errands, and send it to my little brother's residence."
After saying that, Leng Buyu took out a piece of broken silver and put it in the hands of the clerk. The clerk opened his hand to take the broken silver, with an even bigger smile on his face, and hurriedly asked Huidong: "Little brother, where do you and this little white cat live?"
Huidong was about to speak, but was stopped by Di Zhijiao. Di Zhijiao looked at the clerk, showed off her charm again, and said: "I don't need to worry about it, little brother, here are ten taels of silver. Thank you for your hard work, I'll make another trip."
, buy the ewe and we will take it with us when we leave later."
The waiter stared at the small silver ingot placed on the table, his eyes filled with golden light, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. The waiter asked in a trembling voice: "Girl, I do love talents, but a
The ewe doesn’t even cost ten taels of silver…”
When Di Zhijiao heard what the waiter said, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and said with a smile: "Since I'm so kind-hearted, no matter how much silver I have left, I'll give it as your reward."
After hearing this, the waiter felt really happy. Who would have known that he would meet two such wealthy masters today? He took the money and left with a grin.
When the man walked away, he could still hear her calling her friends and saying that he would buy him a drink tonight.
Leng Buyu didn't care about this at all, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the boy's eyes showing envy as he looked at the back of the waiter walking away.
"What if I don't kill Mo Ming?"
Di Zhijiao was called back by the cold words, and couldn't help but look embarrassed, and then said: "The other deal is about General Bai Yu, Liang Boye."
After saying this, Di Zhijiao peeked at Leng Buyu, but contrary to her imagination, Leng Buyu actually nodded. Judging from his expression, it didn't look like a joke.
Di Zhijiao looked confused and listened to Leng Buyu's explanation: "This man can be killed. In the future, I really need to kill him. When you talk about buying and selling, it's just a little earlier than planned. Tell me. Well, where is he?"
Di Zhijiao was a little confused about this Master Sword Master, so he had to drink a glass of fruit wine, and then said: "The matter of killing Liang Boye is not urgent for the time being. If you want to kill him, Master Sword Master will have to go to the border. "
Leng Buyu seemed a bit like it. He looked at Di Zhijiao and glanced at Huidong beside her. Huidong was feeding the little white cat and drinking goat milk. When he heard his brother and sister talking about killing, he was indeed bored. , but his expression remained calm.
Di Zhijiao looked around, smiled coldly, and then said: "No one is watching, just don't yell at the top of your voice."
Faced with the ridicule, Di Zhijiao didn't pay attention for the first time. She lowered her voice and whispered: "Liang Boye borrowed 800 frontier first-class scouts from the city lord to prepare for a raid on the border troops of neighboring countries. On his way back home, Wang Jian Master Sheng pretended to be an Asai, imitated the swordsmanship of Linghu Changkong, and killed Liang Boye."
Leng Buyu was a little curious about Die Zhijiao's plan and joked: "Where did you and Bai Ling get the confidence? Can I disguise someone else's identity and kill Liang Boye? Can Liang Boye be known to everyone and be named the three fiercest men in the world? How can he be an ordinary person with such a great reputation?"
Die Zhijiao smiled and said: "Because you are so cold and silent, you are the contemporary sword master, so that's enough."
Silent and silent, her eyes showed no emotion, Di Zhijiao stared at him, her eyes were just like his.
Then Leng Buyu burst out laughing, laughing so hard that both Dizhijiao and Huidong were a little confused and dazed. Leng Buyu picked up the wine bottle, poured the remaining fruit wine into his mouth, and then wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. , "Ah" sounded quite fast.
Leng Buyu put down the wine bottle, his voice returned to coldness, and said: "Then, what can I get from this seat and the Muhan Tower?"
Di Zhijiao smiled slightly, and then said: "I, a married woman, really don't know what Mu Hanlou's intentions are, but the Lord of the City wants me to tell you."
Di Zhijiao stood up from the bench, peeled all the food on the table aside, climbed up on the table, and leaned in front of Leng Buyu, her eyes were charming, her upper teeth bit her lip slightly, charming all the people.
Die Zhijiao came closer to Leng Buyu again, and the hot breath hit Leng Buyu's face. Then Die Zhijiao let out a silvery laugh and said: "If Lord Sword Master agrees, then Mu Hanlou's That one will get what he needs, and if Lord Sword Master doesn’t dislike it, the slave family can also..."
Leng Buyu didn't want to delay any longer. Although his voice was soft, it was enough for Di Zhijiao to hear clearly. He gave the answer and listened to him: "Let's put aside Yaozi's grudge for the time being. Go back and tell Bai Ling that Bai Ling's name is worth mentioning." Thirty thousand rewards!"
"No need."
Before he could finish his words, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Leng Buyu. Die Zhijiao couldn't help but be stunned. She also didn't understand whether the condition Leng Buyu refused and went to Bai Ling to agree to was an additional reward for herself.
But for some reason, Di Zhijiao always felt that this ice-cold wood had agreed to Bai Ling's conditions and refused the rewards she would add later. Thinking of this, Di Zhijiao couldn't help but frown, her breathing became rapid again, and her chest kept rising and falling. .
Leng Buyu looked at Di Zhijiao's appearance and was really puzzled. This woman was really strange, why she always got inexplicably angry. It seemed that next time she met Brother Ying, she should really ask him about her family's daily routine. What exactly is going on in my mind is really elusive.