Slag Gong, why doesn't he abuse me?

It was only after Huo Qiao returned to the space that he remembered those past encounters. When he was sent to the small world, his memory was adjusted without notice. Only when he returned here did he recall that he had met Yin Linchu before.

No, not only did he meet Yin Linchu, he went to that world to find Yin Linchu.

Meeting Yin Linchu for the first time was by no means a memorable scene.

At that time, he was just a drop in the ocean, his cognition was limited to the world he was in, and he had never peeked outside the world.

As long as he can remember, he grew up in a sect called Yongshan School.

Both of his parents died since he was a child, and he was adopted by his master. He will do what the master teaches.

Master is a righteous hero praised by everyone in the world, so he must also be an upright hero.

After stepping out of the master's door and stepping into the rivers and lakes, everything he does is a chivalrous act, which is not a disgrace to the master's reputation.

Until one day, he met a person.

His path of chivalry and righteousness was completely ruined on that day.

That day, Huo Qiao was ordered by his teacher to kill the leader of the cult, and successfully sneaked into the mansion. After secretly investigating and confirming that only the person was watering the flowers in the courtyard alone, he jumped off the wall and pointed his sword at the target.

He didn't attack right away, as a knight, of course he couldn't use such a despicable method as a sneak attack.

No one else was there, only the sound of watering in the yard.

Huo Qiao heard the man who lowered his head watering the flowers ask, "Who are you?"

Huo Qiao said calmly, "I'm here to kill you."

"Well, go outside to get the number and line up."

The man didn't even raise his eyes to look at him, and poured water on his own.

"Huh, huh, huh, huh."

The sound of watering didn't stop, and Huo Qiao was completely ignored.

He took a step forward, and the tip of the sword also moved forward three inches: "Do you still need to be numbered to kill you?"

The man finally reluctantly raised his eyes and glanced at the tip of his sword: "A disciple of the Yongshan School? He Sheng didn't even get a number, so why did he send you here again?"

He Sheng is the name of Master Huo Qiao.

Huo Qiao couldn't detect the murderous aura on him, he just sat on the low bamboo chair and slowly watered the flowers in front of him, suddenly he had some doubts, did he find the wrong person?

"You are Yin Linchu?"

"I'm."

Yin Linchu finally raised his head, revealing a handsome face, his brows were furrowed, his eyes kept scanning below, as if he was enduring something.

Huo Qiao was on guard, always on guard against his attack.

"If you want to kill me, kill me. Why do you want to pick flowers?" Yin Linchu asked seriously.

Huo Qiao boasted that he was sitting upright, and immediately defended himself: "I have never done such a thing, so don't frame it for nothing."

Yin Linchu put down the kettle and stood up: "You are still stepping on my flower, how dare you say no? Do you know how much this flower is worth?"

Ah, it's this treading flower... Huo Qiao took a step back and said sincerely, "I'm sorry."

The blue veins on Yin Linchu's forehead twitched: "The ones you step on are more expensive now.

These two flowers total 5000 taels, you pay. "

"But... I'm here to kill you."

Huo Qiao jumped onto the bluestone slab, so it wouldn't be impossible to step on this bluestone slab.

Yin Linchu quickly walked to the two lace plants, feeling very distressed.

"You can kill me, but you have to pay back the money you owe me. These are two different things. One counts for one."

He stood up and held out his hand to Huo Qiao.

That white and slender hand with only a little callus didn't look like a martial artist's hand at all, but it was reaching out to ask him for money.

Huo Qiao was puzzled, but found that the other party really didn't intend to make a move, so he slowly put down his sword hand: "But I don't have money."

Yin Linchu couldn't bear it anymore, he picked up the thin bamboo branch in his hand, threw it in front of him and raised his hand to slap him.

Huo Qiao subconsciously swung his sword to cut off the bamboo branch, the sword energy from the blade brushed Yin Linchu's hair, and the tip of the sword stopped half an inch by his neck.

Yin Linchu laughed: "Are you going to kill me? That's right, you don't have to pay back the debt if you kill me, and you don't have to pay it again in this life.

But this debt you owe will follow you forever, even if you want to pay it back, there is no one to pay it back. "

Huo Qiao withdrew his sword, what he said made sense.

As a hero, you must never owe anyone.

Yin Linchu made a sudden move, and the half bamboo branch in his hand cleverly hit the acupuncture point on his arm. Huo Qiao couldn't help letting go, and the sword fell into Yin Linchu's hand in the blink of an eye.

"The sword on your body is worth money. I'll wait for you to redeem it with money."

Yin Linchu said coldly.

Huo Qiao stared at the sword in his hand: "You take my sword away, I can't explain it to Master."

Yin Linchu waved his hand: "What is there to explain to him, he still has my number plate."

Returning to the sect, Huo Qiao straightened his clothes and stepped into the door: "Master, I'm back."

He Sheng stroked his beard: "Has the task been completed?"

"No."

Huo Qiao said honestly.

He Sheng didn't expect him to be able to do it, and asked again: "Where is your sword?"

"...Give it to him."

Huo Qiao's eyes began to flicker.

"I still owe him money."

He Sheng began to touch his sword.

Huo Qiao stood upright, remembering Yin Linchu's words: "Master, don't you also have his number plate?"

He Sheng withdrew his hand again.

The two masters and apprentices looked at the sunset outside the window for a long time, and He Sheng sighed: "The world is dangerous, it really is the devil, the devil."

Huo Qiao felt that what the master said made sense.

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