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Qin Yixiao straightened up, and happened to see the slightly raised corner of Bai Wuchang's mouth, looking very happy.

Feeling strange, Qin Yixiao heard a murmur.

"Little fox?" In addition to surprise, there was also a bit of strange surprise in the voice.

Qin Yixiao sneaked a look along the prestige, and saw that the judge's face was indescribably strange, and his eyes were more complicated when he looked at Rongniang and Humei.

"What are you looking at! Have you never seen a woman!" Hu Mei quickly sensed that something was wrong with the judge, and immediately put her hands on her hips and raised her willow eyebrows towards him.

"Hmph!" The judge snorted coldly, and stood up from the chair, "I'm leaving first! Old devil, Bai Wuchang, I'll return to the main altar as soon as possible after Gusu matters."

"Let's go now?" With a flat tone and a flat look, she didn't know what Hu Mei was thinking.

The judge stopped, and said with a sneer: "Yan Wang's anger has already been obtained, and the old immortals have all recognized my identity, and the goal has been achieved. What are you doing here? Is it possible to listen to that little thing? I don’t have that qualification! That little thing dares to play tricks on us, why should I give him shame, even if the killer in Gusu is a prostitute, I will take them all away, let’s see what that little thing can do to show off!”

As if thinking of Qin Muchen's panic-stricken appearance, the mustache on the judge's lips showed signs of rising.

"By the way, what about you? When will you be back?" The judge turned his head and gave Hu Mei a light look.

Hu Mei clasped her hands, looked at the window, and said lightly, "There's no reason to take back the water that was poured out. After the Gusu incident, I still want to wander around the world with Rong Niang. The ghost wants to continue living on the knife's edge."

Qin Yixiao purposely sized Hu Mei up, his expression couldn't be said to be good or bad, let alone reluctance, he just felt that this person was very inconsistent.

"Up to you!" The judge casually dropped a sentence and walked towards the door. Qin Yixiao looked at his back and felt that he had lost the self-confidence and arrogance he had when they first met.

After opening the door, the judge stopped again, left a word and left.

"Come back and rest when you're tired from playing, I'll keep your house for you!"

"I want you to talk more!" Hu Mei spat in a low voice, turned around and hugged Rong Niang's waist, and put her head on her shoulder.

Rong Niang stroked her back, silent.

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Chapter 141 Chapter 141

Three days later it will be the Martial Arts Conference. Mingyue Town outside Gusu City is extremely lively. People from all corners of the country are coming and going. Most of the teahouses and taverns are occupied by them. They can be heard everywhere inside and outside the building. Discussion on this martial arts conference.

"Brother, do you think there will be some rookies who will be famous in the world this time?"

"Let me guess, Mu Siluo, the young master of Cangyue Mountain Villa, Yang Xiu, the great disciple of Hehuan Sect, Jin Wuji, the young master of Golden Knife Sect, Liang Qiuying, a third-generation disciple of Tianying Sect, little master Xuankong of Shaolin, and Qingyue Meishan. Send four generations of disciples Wei Qingyun to compete. These six people have long been famous in the world, and they are the rookies in this martial arts competition. As for the other four, I am not sure. Who knows if they will appear? A disciple of a hidden master."

"Let me tell you, three of the remaining four can be guessed. When the young leader of the Qing Gang was six years old, he was taken to the East China Sea by the head of the Canglang Sword Sect in the East China Sea. He went there for ten years. After returning from the East China Sea, with his Canglang swordsmanship, no one in the Jiangnan water bandits dared to touch the boats escorted by the Green Gang. I heard that he also intends to participate in this martial arts conference, and I am afraid that the next one will be interesting."

The person who spoke was a man in his thirties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a slightly fierce appearance.

"Then there are two more?"

"There are two more..." The man put down his cup and frowned, as if hesitating for something.

"Tell me quickly, what are you hesitating about?"

Under the urging of others, he hesitated and said: "There are two more... One of them is a woman who is probably eighteen or nineteen years old. I saw it on the way to Gusu, when she was exercising martial arts with another person on a boat, I admit, I couldn’t survive a few moves in her hands.”

"As for the other man who competed with that woman, do you still remember Xiao Yutang who suddenly disappeared 30 years ago?"

"Young Master Xihua..." The listener murmured, and then suddenly said: "I remembered! Is it that Young Master Xihua who can kill people anytime, anywhere by flying flowers and picking leaves?"

"Yes! It's him!" The man slapped the table violently, "I suspect that the man has something to do with Mr. Xihua. I remember clearly that a leaf was blown onto the boat by the wind at that time, and in a blink of an eye the leaf It was taken in the hands of that man."

"Then I saw him throwing his hand at the woman. The woman's back was facing me. At that time, I only felt a pain in my neck, and then I heard something stuck in the wood. I looked there and saw a piece of wood. The leaves were stuck on the dock, and half of the leaves got into the wood. You must know that there is a full seven feet wide between the two boats! Afterwards, I touched my neck again, only to realize that the neck was broken."

The man tilted his head and showed his neck to the two people at the same table. They found that there was indeed a scar on his neck. The scar was shallow and slender.

The man continued: "Later I took the leaf out of the wood and found that there was no blood stain on the leaf, and the leaf was even more intact. I was so surprised that I held this leaf and thought about it for a long time, and finally I thought of two People with this skill, one is the Daoist Chongxu of Qingxu Temple, who was also a person who was good at using hidden weapons in his early years; the other is Mr. Xihua who suddenly disappeared in the Jianghu 30 years ago. They have been the only two for decades. A man with a hidden weapon in his hand is superb."

"However, everyone in the world knows that Daoist Chongxu has no apprentices. That man must not have learned from him. Only Xiao Yutang, the young man who cherished flowers and disappeared in the Jianghu, has this possibility."

"It might just be because of his strong internal strength, not necessarily because he is a student of Mr. Xihua." The friend at the same table retorted.

The man shook his head: "Strong internal strength can indeed do this, but it can't make the leaves intact. Even the martial arts leader doesn't have the ability to do it. Only by adding tricks can it be perfect, so I am sure. He has a relationship with Young Master Xihua."

"If it really has something to do with Mr. Xihua, then where did Mr. Xihua go? I have never heard his name in the world for 30 years." The friend was puzzled.

The man sipped his saliva and said after consideration: "I think he may have gone to Da Nei."