Hearing Leng Buyu's answer, Di Zhijiao smiled. This time, she smiled like a flower, like an ignorant and fearless girl. Leng Buyu looked at Di Zhijiao's smile, she was so beautiful.
As he thought about it, Leng Buyu's heart beat faster. Although his cheeks were not red, they felt hot.
Leng Buyu is a little strange. He is quite proficient in controlling his body. But what is the reason for this strange reaction at this moment?
Di Zhijiao stood up and stretched. At this moment, her peaks became more visible. When Leng Buyu saw it, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
Fortunately, the movements of this contemporary sword master were not seen by Die Zhijiao, otherwise, I am afraid there would have been a burst of ridicule.
"If Lord Sword Master is no longer curious about the slave family's life experience, then maybe you can tell me why he went and turned back again?"
Leng Buyu was brought back to his senses by Di Zhijiao's words. He was smiling. When Di Zhijiao saw Leng Buyu's smile, she felt as if the gloom had disappeared.
Ke Die Zhijiao didn't know that this was the first time that the contemporary swordsman, whom Yaowei called Leng Mu, showed such a spring-like smile.
Leng Buyu spoke slowly and asked: "I originally wanted to ask you where the little brother who injured his limbs went. Now, there is another question."
Di Zhijiao nodded, without asking why, and just replied with two words: "Please tell me."
"Maybe one more time, why do you want me to go to the border to rob and kill Liang Boye?"
Hearing this question, Di Zhijiao couldn't help but smile, took a long breath, and replied: "There's not much reason. The city lord thought of it, so he asked Lord Sword Master to do it. That's all."
After hearing this, Leng Buyu chuckled, and then said: "Is that so? Then this Bai Ling is really willful."
However, Di Zhijiao shook her head and denied Leng Buyu's judgment of Bai Ling. She continued: "Liang Boye is dead. Although the storm will not cause a flood, it can still make some people in Daye reshuffle.
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Leng Buyu was a little confused, and his brows couldn't help but frown. Since he didn't understand, it was better to ask directly instead of guessing.
"Then, let alone Ziwei City, Daye is missing a young and talented general. What kind of remuneration can make this business worthwhile?"
Di Zhijiao looked at her coldly, but then she lamented and said regretfully: "It is indeed a pity that Liang Boye died. But, Lord Sword Master, Liang Boye was not only a martial artist, but also the white jade dragon of Ziwei City, and my young man in Daye.
In addition to being a talented general, he is also an immortal cultivator."
Hearing that Liang Boye was an immortal cultivator, Leng Buyu was even more puzzled. He frowned even more and asked: "In that case, it should be regarded as a treasure. What Bai Ling did is not beneficial to Daye."
In response to Leng Buyu's retort, Di Zhijiao nodded, actually expressing agreement.
She agreed, but her subsequent words made Leng Buyu become a monk.
"It's true. From a short-term perspective, once Liang Boye dies, I will lose a general in Daye. But in the long-term, if Liang Boye dies, I dare not lie. I, Daye, will have no worries for at least a hundred years."
Leng Buyu became more and more puzzled as he listened, but then he thought of another thing, which was still related to Die Zhijiao's identity.
"So, Mr. Jia Daguan wants Liang Boye to die because of your benefactor?"
Di Zhijiao was also puzzled. She wondered how Leng Buyu could suddenly say such a thing for no reason.
But then she thought of her benefactor, and then recalled Leng Buyu's words, which seemed to make sense.
But Leng Buyu ignored one thing, because even though she was Die Zhijiao, she didn't know whether her benefactor had the ambition to compete in the Central Plains.
"If I don't tell Master Sword Master the real reason today, will Master Sword Master do it?"
Leng Buyu chuckled, then nodded and said: "Since I agreed at that time, I will naturally do it."
Di Zhijiao also nodded and replied: "Since Lord Sword Master is so happy, the slave family will not hide it and tell the slave family what they know. The reason why the city wants to kill Liang Boye is because of the master behind Liang Boye."
"That adult behind Liang Boye?"
Di Zhijiao nodded and continued: "Of course, the city lord's ultimate goal is to completely disappear the Hua family from the territory of Daye."
Leng Buyu couldn't help but frown. There was no way he could connect Liang Boye's life and death with the Hua family's life and death.
"Master Leng doesn't know that Liang Boye's achievements today are due to that master's training. If someone else kills Liang Boye, that's it. But that's not the case. But if a few people touch Liang Boye, then that master You adults will not just sit there and do nothing."
Leng Buyu became more and more confused as he listened, but this contemporary swordsman also had a bright mind. He asked: "The Hua family, the Zhu family, and the Mo family!"
Di Zhijiao nodded, but then shook his head. There was no need to ask again in silence, Di Zhijiao gave the answer: "The Hua family, and the Zhu family. If someone from the Mo family killed Liang Boye, that lord would... You won’t necessarily get angry and kill everyone.”
The more Leng Buyu listened, the more curious he became, what ability did the Mo family have that could crush the Hua family and the Zhu family in this matter?
"The Nu family doesn't know what the Mo family is capable of. The sword master of the Mo family is indeed amazing, but it's not something that the lord would be worried about."
Leng Buyu nodded, he quite agreed with Dizhijiao's words.
No matter how capable the sword wielder of the Mo family is, he should be at the second or third level of Hongmeng. Although this level is enough to be stern and fearless, it should not have the intimidating power that Die Zhijiao said.
"So, if Bai Ling, the young master of the Hua family, Hua Wuxin, sends others to kill Liang Boye, the master you are talking about will take action against the Hua family?"
Di Zhijiao nodded, but when she saw the fierceness in Leng Buyu's eyes, she understood what Leng Buyu was thinking.
Die Zhijiao couldn't help but smile, and then said: "What you are thinking at the moment is that the master is so capable, and you are the one who killed Liang Boye, will that master take action against you Muhanlou?"
What Leng Buyu was thinking at the moment was indeed true. Being a knife in the hands of others and becoming a scapegoat was not a fun thing.
Di Zhijiao smiled again. This smile seemed to be because she found Leng Buyu funny. It was a smile, but she still had to explain it clearly to Leng Buyu.
"In the eyes of that adult, Muhan Tower is just a small role. There was a story that a monk told the butcher to get up, and the butcher got up to kill cows and sheep. In the end, it was the monk, not the butcher, who went to hell. Why?"
After hearing this, Leng Buyu couldn't help but find it interesting, but it was indeed true.
"Everything depends on cause and effect. The cause of Liang Boye's death originated from the city lord, that is, from the Hua family. Although Lord Sword Master is the final executioner, what you have incurred is a debt instead of bearing the consequences. Could it be that, Master Sword Master, do you think that adding another life to your hands will harm your Taoism?"
This theory became more interesting to Leng Buyu the more he listened to it. He sneered and said, "If you put it this way, that lord must be a great immortal cultivator."
After the cold words fell, Di Zhijiao couldn't help but open her eyes wide. But then, Di Zhijiao's expression couldn't help but relax. She remembered that she had said at the beginning that Liang Boye was a cultivator of immortality.
Leng Buyu picked up the teapot again, filled himself a cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp. Then he laughed and said: "The reason why I guessed like this is not because you said Liang Boye was an immortal cultivator, but because, In my twilight building, there is a charioteer
Lord Ghost."
After hearing the explanation, Di Zhijiao was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud.
Indeed, she had forgotten that there was a madman named Ying Ruge in Muhan Tower, and Ying Ruge, also known as the Master of Ghost Control, was a cultivator of immortality.
"I hang out with Brother Ying all day long, and I know a little bit about the cause and effect that cultivators pay attention to." Leng Buyu put down the teacup, this time it tipped upside down on the table, and then said, "In this way, after talking about it, it can be considered thorough. Got it. Liang Boye, I will get back Bai Ling's head for him."
After saying that, Leng Buyu stood up and walked towards the stairs.
Die Zhijiao, who was already standing, gave a blessing salute to the silent figure behind her, and said respectfully: "I would like to thank Lord Sword Master on behalf of the city lord."
Leng Buyu stopped, Di Zhijiao was a little confused and stared at Leng Buyu's back.
Leng Buyu didn't look back and said, "Although it's just a guess, if your benefactor is the person I guessed, then when I come back from the border, I will definitely pay you a visit."
After saying that, Leng Buyu went straight downstairs. After a while, Di Zhijiao heard a noise coming from downstairs, like a ferocious wolf entering a pile of lambs.
Hearing the noise, Di Zhijiao let out a chuckle and burst into laughter.
If Leng Buyu had seen Di Zhijiao's smile at this moment, I wonder if his heart would speed up again and his cheeks would feel hot.
But even if he remained silent, Dizhijiao could not see it.
Di Zhijiao came to the window again. She leaned on the railing and saw Leng Buyu coming out of the gambling house. Looking at it, the rich man of the gambling house actually smiled, like a blooming peach blossom, white and pink. Reflect each other.
For some unknown reason, Di Zhijiao couldn't help but shout downstairs, and heard her shout: "Hey, this master, come and play often when you have time, I'm waiting for you at my house."
The delicate voice immediately attracted many passers-by, who all looked up.
When everyone saw the beautiful and charming woman in a floral dress, many men were already feeling hot all over, their throats were dry, and they began to swallow their saliva.
Similarly, many women began to look at me with disgust and disdain. During this period, they would not say what they were thinking or whisper, and some would even yell and curse.
But Di Zhijiao didn't care at all. She rested her elbows on the railing, held her pretty face like a flower in her hands, and stared at the man in ice blue clothes with a smile on her face.
The man in icy blue clothes stopped and made no further moves. On the contrary, several people on the side who were unbearably hot were planning to walk towards the gambling house. Fortunately, some people with eyes knew that gambling would not leave home and persuaded them to stop. My companion didn't make any jokes at all.
Leng Buyu slowly turned around, raised his head, and looked at each other with Di Zhijiao.
When he saw the charming girl's beautiful smile, he couldn't help but froze there. It took a while for the contemporary sword master to come back to his senses.
At this moment, he was silent and the iceberg gradually melted, and he also smiled at the beauty. As before, this smile was like a spring breeze, sweeping away the gloom.
When Di Zhijiao upstairs saw the cold smile, she couldn't help but blush, and immediately left the window and ran back to the house.
With the cold silence on the street, he began to be curious about what fun he could have besides martial arts.
A few years later, no one remembers the famous name of Die Zhijiao, who is cold and silent.
In the novels about talented men and beautiful women, the meeting and fate of two people are described vividly and vividly. I don’t know how many rich ladies’ tears they have earned.
But, life, after all, is more exciting than what is in the book.
And if fate is unfortunate, no matter how talented the person who wrote the book is, he cannot describe it all in words.