The most beautiful boy in the whole Jianghu [Comprehensive martial arts]

"Are you in collusion with him?" Shangguan Feiyan suddenly looked at Zhao Huan, pointed at Leng Xue and said to him, "He came to chase me, but you went to investigate Qingyi Building?"

Zhao Huan looked at Leng Xue and shook his head honestly: "No."

He just simply didn't want to increase the number of encounters with Cold Blood.

Zhao Huan's answer was sonorous and forceful, but Leng Xue did not deny it.

Shangguan Feiyan was speechless, her whole body was weak, and she could hardly lift the sword in her hand.

Just as Lu Xiaofeng was about to open his mouth, he stepped forward coldly and said, "I have already reported this matter to the six doors, and now the people from the six doors are rushing here, if you are arrested without a fight, and assist in the investigation, you can be punished lightly."

When Lu Xiaofeng was cut off from the conversation, he couldn't help being taken aback. He himself behaved like a quack, and he was used to the quagmire; but Leng-Blood didn't leave any room for it, and said that he would be arrested without a fight. Officials, the gods who were personally named by the officials.

Knowing that he could no longer intervene, he backed away silently, watching the cold-blooded confrontation with Shangguan Feiyan, the four people at the table understood that the matter was mostly resolved, and they were all relieved.

Lu Xiaofeng thought of Ximen Chuuxue who had never appeared on stage, his eyebrows twitched, and the place where the two mustaches should be on his lips was cold, and he had a headache.

At the price of his two beards, he finally invited Ximen, and he really couldn't say to his friend, "I'm sorry, I was deceived"...

When he found out that Zhao Jueming was nowhere to be seen, and learned from Huamanlou that Zhao Jueming had whispered to him before leaving that he was going to overturn the Tsingyi Building, Lu Xiaofeng's head hurt even more.

When Zhao Huan heard that Leng Xue said that he had reported the matter to the six gates, he made a decisive decision and decided to make the last vote.

It's acceptable to meet a cold-blooded person, but when he meets other acquaintances, even if Zhao Huan can act well, he still feels bad.

Zhao Huan went out of the hut in the pool where the banquet was held, and the guards outside the pond were Mr. Huo and two Qing guests.

When the three of them saw Zhao Huan appearing alone, they were all taken aback. Director Huo stepped forward hesitantly and said, "Why is Zhao Shaoxia..."

Huo Tianqing was a calm young man with a tall stature. Zhao Huan had to look up at him and said, "There is something at the banquet that has nothing to do with me. I have something important to do now, so I will go ahead and say goodbye."

He cupped his fists and smiled, and left immediately after explaining, without any nostalgia.

Huo Tianqing's eyes followed his figure closely, but he saw the young man in crimson clothes walking freely and purposefully in the jeweled and jeweled pavilion with layers of pavilions.

Looking at the direction...it's going to the back mountain.

Huo Tianqing was startled, and became more and more worried about the current situation at the banquet, and at the same time wondered whether Zhao Jueming's whereabouts were as he thought.

Up to now, their plans have been completely disrupted. Whether it was Dugu Yihe who suddenly came to Zhuguangbaoqi Pavilion early, or Leng Xue and Dugu Yihe coming together, and the young swordsman who didn't know his origin, Huo Tianqing panicked.

He can only pray that there will be no more accidents.

But soon, he realized that his prayers were in vain.

The swordsman in white came from the front yard and passed Huo Tianqing without looking sideways.

He stood there blankly, full of emotions, but he didn't know whether he was relieved or completely desperate.

Zhao Huan was indeed heading for the back mountain. After passing Huo Tianqing's sight, Zhao Huan refreshed his luck, jumped onto the roof, and went straight to the back mountain.

On the holographic map, the first floor of Tsing Yi is marked on the back mountain of Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion. When Zhao Huan first saw it, he doubted his eyes, but when he saw Yan Tieshan and Dugu Yihe, he confirmed that the marking on the map was correct.

Now the people from the Six Doors are on their way, which invisibly puts a kind of pressure on Zhao Huan - he overturned so many sub-floors of Tsingyi buildings, and it would be a pity for him not to overthrow the first floor of Tsingyi. .

The system cheers him up: [We will run away if we overturn the first floor!Let's open a new map! 】

One of them cheered up their spirits, and when they arrived at the small building on the back mountain, they kicked the door first regardless of whether there was a mechanism or not.

There were four old men in bright yellow robes in the building. When they saw Zhao Huan, they all called themselves King Jinpeng.

Since the Jinpeng Kingdom is a country beyond the Great Wall, how could the clothes worn by the king be the yellow robe of the Song emperor?

A sense of responsibility as a prince arose spontaneously in Zhao Huan's heart. He left the four old people trapped here and walked along the road.

The old man with gray hair and disheveled hair sat on the floor drinking and didn't react at all to Zhao Huan who stepped into the house.

Zhao Huan said: "I'm Zhao Jueming."

Huo Xiu poured himself a drink and ignored him.

"I heard that the first floor of Tsing Yi is here, so I came here to visit the landlord."

His words seemed to hit Huo Xiu's sore spot. The old man shook off the wine glass, and raised his eyes to Zhao Huan amid the crisp sound of the wine glass falling to the ground, his eyes were like ice skates.

The young swordsman looked generous, neither cold nor smiling, and even revealed a bit of rigid seriousness.

Huo Xiu looked at the young man in front of him, he looked like a naive and ignorant son of a family, not at all the "cold and ruthless" that those defeated trash said.

If they meet each other on an ordinary street, ordinary people will only sigh "what a handsome young man" because of the other person's appearance.

He couldn't help but wonder—was it really this young man who broke down nearly the sixtieth floor of Tsing Yi Building?

Huo Xiu asked: "You broke into here alone, but are you sure you can defeat me?"

Zhao Huan said: "Yes."

The system gave a compliment: [There is a force. 】

Zhao Huan didn't return it, his gaze froze, and his whole demeanor changed accordingly.

He reached for his sword.

The color of the sword is like autumn frost, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, rushing towards the face, the sword is like the cold winter wind, and the bright yellow sword tassel draws a semi-circular arc in the air.

Huo Xiu stood up nonchalantly, he had profound internal skills, and thought he was better than this fledgling young man, but unexpectedly, the other party poured his true energy into the sword, and it was able to counteract his own internal energy.There was bone-piercing pain in his legs and arms. Huo Xiu didn't stand up for a moment, but fell to his knees again.

Zhao Huan swung the blood off the sword with his backhand. The blood bead drew a perfect arc in the air and landed on the ground.

The name of this sword is Qiushuang, and it is the most suitable sword selected by the system based on Zhao Huan's swordsmanship and inner strength.

The user is satisfied, and the selector is even more satisfied. One person admires the beautiful sword body of Qiushuang Sword, and once again praises Qiushuang Sword in his heart.

Huo Xiu couldn't believe it: "Who are you?"

Zhao Huan gave him a strange look, and said puzzledly, "I'm Zhao Jueming—why do you people in Tsing Yi Building always like to ask this question? It's so strange."

Every time a sub-floor of Tsing Yi Building was overturned, someone from Tsing Yi Building would always ask loudly who he was.

Zhao Huan answered again and again, but he began to wonder whether Tsing Yi Lou had no information. He could hear his own story when he went to the restaurant to drink tea. Why did Tsing Yi Lou ask every time?

Huo Xiu was furious, he had never seen the swordsmanship used by the young swordsman in front of him, and his lightness kungfu internal strength was even better than him - how could a fifteen or sixteen year old boy have such strength?

Zhao Huan put his sword back into its scabbard, and instead of looking at Huo Xiu who was unable to move, he took the time to go into Huo Xiu's treasure house and searched for some treasures.

Huo Xiu's treasury was not limited to this one place, Zhao Huan only took some and put it into the system space, then put it away, leaving the rest to the people from the six doors to deal with.

In order to leave his mark and increase his reputation, Zhao Huan carved his name on the wall with a sword, and left the small building before Lu Xiaofeng and others arrived at the back mountain.

After he left the small building, he left Shanxi as fast as he could, trying not to run into people from the Six Doors.

After leaving Shanxi, the Qingyilou incident was also settled. Zhao Huan sat in the restaurant and listened to scholars telling anecdotes about Jianghu.

Maybe not all the storytellers in the world tell nonsense, the only one who tells nonsense and makes up stories is the storyteller in the restaurant in Hangzhou City.

Zhao Huan stayed in Baoding City for two days. He heard that the storyteller was telling a story. He felt that the storyteller was quite reliable. The listeners are very supportive.

The weather was fine today, so he went into this restaurant again to listen to the storyteller.

The streets are always noisy and bustling, Zhao Huan prefers a place full of fireworks to the palace which is always cold and quiet all year round.

The storyteller on the stage stretched out his fan, and enthusiastically talked about the recent major events in the world.

"Last time, I mentioned that the head of Tsingyi Tower was Huo Xiu, the richest man in the world. Huo Xiu was originally Shangguanmu, the former minister of the Jinpeng Kingdom. After the Jinpeng Kingdom was destroyed, he and the other three ministers brought their orphans to the Central Plains. Fleeing with the other two ministers, one is Dugu Yihe, the head of the Emei School, and the other is Boss Yan of Shanxi Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion!"

"But this time what I want to talk about is not these three great figures, but the young swordsman who broke down the [-]th floor of the Tsing Yi Building when he first entered the rivers and lakes——Zhao Jueming!"

Zhao Huanshuo ate peanuts in the corner of the restaurant, and occasionally poured himself a drink. Suddenly, his name was called, and he looked up at the spitting storyteller in the stands, lifted his spirits, and poured himself a cup of tea.

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"Young Xia Jue Ming bravely broke into the first floor of Tsing Yi, fought against Huo Xiu, carved his name on the wall, and drifted away—how chic! How joyful!"

"Even the cold-blooded four catchers said it's a pity that they couldn't meet the young hero Jueming for the last time. The sword god Ximen Chuixue blurted out when he saw the words engraved on the wall by the young hero Jueming. I followed the trail of Jue Ming Shaoxia all the way, and when I learned that Jue Ming Shaoxia was gone, I even lamented——!"

"Young Hero of Cassia, so outstanding!"

As the sonorous and forceful words of the storyteller fell, applause and applause followed.

Ordinary people just listen to the excitement, regardless of whether the facts are as the storyteller said, a young and promising chivalrous man with strong martial arts is often admirable.

Amid the applause, Zhao Huan silently ate a peanut.

This storyteller...is really not very reliable.

The system said deeply: [Is there something wrong with your way of becoming famous? 】

Zhao Huan said: [The second half is completely nonsense, it is impossible for cold-blooded and ruthless to say that kind of thing, as for Ximen Chuuxue-he is even less likely. 】

The system repeats: [So there is still something wrong with the way you made your name? 】

Zhao Huan admitted: [No.Very wrong. 】

If one wants to become famous in the arena, it is the best choice to challenge and defeat the seniors in the arena. Although Zhao Huan knew this, he did not take this choice into consideration.

There is no enmity and no resentment, which is of no benefit to both parties. Zhao Huan does not want to do such a thankless thing.

As far as he is concerned, the best choice is to eradicate those organizations or people who threaten the court and are of no benefit to the people.

Tsing Yi Building was demolished, and there was no organization that could continue to demolish it for a while.

Zhao Huan thought about it, poured himself the last cup of tea, and decided to take a vacation in Baoding City, Hebei.