Sir, this sword is a keepsake

After looking around, they found that the carriage hadn't left, it was just not where it was.

In a small peach grove by the river, two red-maned horses and the carriage could be faintly seen.

"You made him stop this far?"

Shen Fang gave Zhuang Li an answer with a look of surprise.

The two crossed the long street, walked along the long street for tens of meters, walked along the river to the relatively secluded small peach forest, saw the coachman sitting in front of the car, and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Go to Qiyun Tower." Shen Fang motioned to the coachman from a distance.

As soon as the words were finished, Zhuang Li hurriedly stopped, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell directly on the coachman.

"He is dead."

Shen Fang's eyelids twitched, and then he began to examine carefully.

Although the driver in front of them was sitting upright, his eyes were dull and lost focus.His chin drooped slightly, his hands were spread out on his sides, his feet were stretched weakly, and there were no obvious wounds on his body.

He died peacefully and honestly.

poison.

The two exchanged a look silently, and Shen Fang raised the curtain without hope. There was no trace of struggle in the carriage, only the faint fragrance of the woman remained.

"Possibly kidnapped."

Zhuang Li, who was examining the corpse, realized that Shen Fang said "possible".

Shen put down the carriage, took the sword in his hand, and looked around.

"There's a blood spot here." Zhuang Li, who couldn't find any fatal injuries, finally locked the position, nodded his chin, and signaled to Shen Fang.

Shen Fang followed Zhuang Li's gaze and searched for a long time before he noticed the slightly invisible wound that looked like a mosquito bite on the back of the coachman's neck.

"This..." Shen Fang was not very familiar with wounds that were not caused by swords or sharp weapons, so he raised his eyes and looked at Zhuang Li inquiringly.

Zhuang Li lowered his voice and explained to Shen Fang: "It looks like an embroidery needle used by women. It is very poisonous and will kill you immediately. If it were you and me, if you were accidentally poisoned by this poison, you would die."

Shen Fang's face was very stern, and only then did he realize how naive he was.

He should neither underestimate the person in Wuxianglou, nor should he take it for granted that the other party is a person who wields a sword.

Nangong Lingyun's behavior style was even more rampant than Shen Fang imagined.

Suddenly, frost and snow appeared on Shen Fang's back.The sudden movement of the Frost Snow Sword caused Shen Fang's eyes to turn cold. He had just clenched the hilt of the sword when he heard several puffing sounds from the river, as if someone was walking on the water, and the speed was very fast. The next moment, there were two figures Swept from the forest.

In an instant, Zhuang Li flew vertically, landed lightly on the tree, and stood on a narrow peach branch with one foot, while Shen Fang dodged several feet away under the cover of a few strokes of sword energy.Where the two originally stood, there were impressively interlaced and deep sword marks.

The horses were frightened, raised their legs and neighed, attracting the attention of people passing by on the long street in the distance.

One of the men in black who attacked them said coldly, "Where did that woman go?"

Seeing the indifferent faces of Shen Fang and Zhuang Li, the two men in black made a decision at the same time, and they flew together to attack Zhuang Li.Their hands were originally empty, but with a flash of white light in their palms, two thin long swords appeared.

Without any hesitation, Shen Fang chased up, swung his sword in the air, and the wind of the sword swayed towards the backs of the two men in black. Wherever it passed, the branches shook and dust flew up.At the same time, he was surprised to see Zhuang Li standing motionless on a branch, as if unaware of the approaching danger.

The moves and movements of these two killers are fast in the Central Plains martial arts, but they are far behind Zhuang Li.If Zhuang Li wanted to avoid it, he would have already avoided it.

The two men in black heard the howling of the sword wind behind them, and knew that the price of this blow was not small, but if they took down the man in gray in one fell swoop, it would be worth it!

One person's sword pointed upwards and stabbed at Zhuang Li's chest, while the other swung his sword across Zhuang Li's knees, thinking that no matter how agile the opponent's body skills were, even if he jumped up and turned over in an instant and dodged these two blows at the same time, he would not be hurt. It is possible to use the air to escape the crucial third blow.

The distance has been shortened to two steps in one second, and the gray-clothed man's face is still calm, his eyes flash like the light of a lake, and two menacing sword lights are reflected in his clear eyes.

The two killers had been confused and worried, but they didn't stop, because the two swords were false moves.

However, unexpectedly, the man in gray who didn't pay attention to these two swords did not dodge these two swords!

The soft sword pierced into the man's soft chest without any mistakes, and came out through the back, and warm blood dripped along the blade.At the same time, the man's knees were hit by swords, and blood spread from his legs.

That's it?Could it be that the landlord made a wrong judgment... He just told us not to kill this person... The two killers were slightly taken aback, and even forgot the knife hidden on their backs.

I only heard the sound of objects rubbing against each other from all directions, accompanied by the trembling of several nearby peach trees, several huge silk nets suddenly flew out of the treetops, wrapping towards Zhuangli.

This was originally a trap set up by the two of them in advance. When Zhuang Li was entangled closely by the two of them and couldn't escape, he was restrained with a giant net and held hostage by the short knife behind his back.

Shen Fang on the side seemed to have seen something strange, with a strange expression on his face, and at the same time turned in mid-air, stabbing at the net obliquely in front of him.

The tip of the sword pierced the center of the net, and the big net that stretched its teeth and claws suddenly shrank towards the center.Shen Fang's wrist trembled slightly, he picked up his sword and threw the net towards the other giant nets.

The angles thrown by the giant net were disturbed one after another, and finally only the one behind Zhuang Li remained.

Seeing that most of the trap had been destroyed, the two killers came to their senses. The blood of the man in gray was still flowing, but he remained motionless.But in the next second, he saw his right hand slightly raised, and both of them felt sharp pain from their hearts at the same time.When they looked down, there were two blood holes in their hearts, and the blood was flowing out...

And the gray-clothed man who was supposed to be seriously injured was completely unscathed at this time!

He tapped the peach branch lightly, turned over in the air, and avoided the huge net behind him.

The expressions of the two of them were fixed at the last moment of shock and confusion, their hearts stopped beating slowly, and the last ray of sword wind swept the giant net and fell obliquely into the forest.

Shen breathed a sigh of relief, only then did he notice that cold sweat was breaking out on his back.He didn't let go of his guard, and walked slowly towards Zhuang Li who was still on the tree.

Thanks to Zhuang Li's pupil technique, he didn't make too much noise and solved it neatly.It's a pity that Zhuang Li killed them all at once, so he couldn't ask about the elder brother... Just as he was thinking, seeing Zhuang Li's figure crumbling, he was startled, and flew up to embrace Zhuang Li in his arms.

The body in his arms was as cold as iron, as if suffering from a serious illness.

The pale Zhuang Li frowned slightly at first, subconsciously wanting to push Shen Fang away, but the next second he realized his situation, Shen Fang hugged him and fell under the tree.

There was a smile on his tired face, and he said with an air of gossamer: "It's the first time I've dealt with two people with the Shadow of the Cold Pool at once. I'll just rest for a while."

"Don't talk." Shen Fang said in a deep voice, with a non-negotiable tone.He felt Zhuang Li's pulse carefully, and then raised his palm to cover Zhuang Li's vest.

Zhuang Li was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, "I'm fine, don't waste your inner breath, first think about what to do with the corpse."

Shen Fang nodded stiffly, but still did not let go, "It's not over yet."

He didn't dare to let go, because the joint strength of the two just now was not enough to kill the elder brother, there must be someone else behind them.

He further thought: the blade of the wild snow sword has been broken, and it can still react so strongly, it is even very likely that it is the person who fought with the senior brother that day.

If so, according to his previous deduction, it was people from Shenwu Pavilion who killed the elder brother, but today this group of people is obviously from Wuxianglou, Shenwu Pavilion has no reason to take action against him.

Could there be collusion between Wuxiang Building and Shenwu Pavilion?But if this is the case, why do people from Wuxianglou want to grab the sword manual?

Shen Fang couldn't figure out the relationship between them for a while.

Zhuang Li's senses seemed to be affected, and he didn't hear Shen Fang's words for a while, so he whispered softly to himself, like a whisper.

"Strange, why is my heart beating so fast, you are not poisoning me..."

Shen Fang was slightly taken aback, knowing that it was Zhuang Li's own heartbeat.

But at this moment, a needle-like chill spread across his back in an instant, Shen Fang's scalp exploded, he let go of Zhuang Li like an electric shock, and looked deep into the peach forest.

Sensing the danger and strangeness, Zhuang Li endured the tiredness brought by the shop, "If you can walk, don't delay—"

Before the words fell, Shen Fang's mouth was gently covered by Shen Fang. At the same time, he felt Shen Fang's other hand touch his chest a few times, the action was firm, without the slightest hesitation, and he suddenly became excited——

"You... what are you doing?"

"...Where is it, the sword for you."

Zhuang Li breathed a sigh of relief visibly, Shen Fang wasn't just taking advantage of him! !

"Damn it, the sword is in the cuff!" He exhaled his last breath, just now that he had exhausted his last strength in the shock, and was finally unable to say another word, and lay down on his back.

Shen Fang... seemed to be the same as when he dealt with Huang Xuejian that day.

Seeing Shen Fang's heroic face, Zhuang Li was relieved a lot, and closed his eyes comfortably - if he really couldn't beat him, I hope Shen Fang can escape, just lie here and pretend to be dead, hey, in case the other party catches him What should I do if I take myself as a hostage to threaten Shen Fang... Then I have to inform Master to save my life... Shen Fang doesn't seem to be the kind of person who will not save me, and he seems to care about himself... Wait Waiting for Zhuang Li, what are you thinking... He lost consciousness in his wild thoughts.

Shen Fang, holding a sword in each hand, stepped over the two dead bodies lying in the spring grass.

The trembling of the wild snow sword on his back was a little weaker, but a certain aura emanating from the surroundings became more intense.

Although the visitor was able to hide his form in a tree, he couldn't hide his aura. It was a provocative aura... Could it be a bait?

Shen Fang, who knew he couldn't leave Zhuangli too far away, made a quick decision, threw the dagger with his left hand, and the dagger flew out in an arc like a flying arrow. There was a sound of fluttering wind, and when passing a lonely peach tree by the river, there was a sudden sound of cloth tearing. crackling sound.

That man is hiding there!

Shen Fang's long-prepared right hand swung the sword down, and the sword intent like the Yangtze River rolled in that direction like a wave.

Suddenly, the trunk of the peach tree split into two halves, and a black shadow hurriedly escaped from behind the trunk. The next moment, the trunk was hit by the sword energy and shattered into pieces.

The black shadow didn't stop at all, and ran towards Yunchuan behind him.

Shen Fang was hesitating whether to chase after him or not, when he saw the black shadow raised his hand and gently raised it towards him, throwing several hidden weapons in an instant.

In the dark forest, with only moonlight and distant lights, Shen Fang couldn't see the trajectory of those hidden weapons at all, but he naturally thought of the poison that killed the coachman.

Can't risk it.Now that he is in Lanzhou, he has to rush to Luoyang, and he will always catch the murderer.

Shen Fang's horizontal sword surged out a barrier-like sword energy, enveloping his whole body, while dodging sideways,

Between the lightning and the flint, the sword energy on the left was stirred by a gust of wind that penetrated, and there were several "chi chi" sounds. Shen Fang only felt a little light in front of him, but he couldn't see anything clearly, only a few tiny wisps of energy remained. Cure in place.

The black figure in front took this opportunity to disappear from sight, while the sound of falling water could be heard in the distance.

Shen Fang gave up chasing, turned around and looked in the direction where he stabbed with the last breath of energy, a fish that slipped through the net passed him, flew straight and fast, and went straight to the unsuspecting Zhuang Li.

Shen Fang was shocked.

Suddenly, a white flame ignited in front of Zhuangli, and the crisp sound of gold and stone resounded.

That white flame is the light of the sword!The knife light stopped the hidden weapon!After reacting, Shen Fang ran to Zhuang Li, and was about to find the source of the sword light, when he saw a tall and burly figure standing in the direction of the long street.

In that person's hand was the outline of a long knife.