Sword God loves to eat "fish"

The top of Zijin.

Ximen Chuixue was carrying a long sword in a black scabbard, standing solemnly on an open flat ground on the top of the mountain.

It was the battleground that the two had preset in advance.

A dozen or so feet behind him were densely surrounded by countless people from the rivers and lakes who heard the news and came all the way to see the excitement, as well as many wealthy businessmen and local tyrants who bet heavily on Ximen Chuixue or Ye Gucheng.

Some of these people squatted on trees, some stood on the ground, and some sat on sedan chairs.

But they have one thing in common - they can't wait to see the outcome of their showdown.

However, these people stayed obediently more than a dozen feet away from Ximen Chuixue, and no one dared to take a step further.

This is not only because of the strong murderous aura emanating from Ximen Chuuxue, but also because Ximen Chuuxue drew a straight line on the ground in front of them with sword energy not long ago, and said coldly, "Whoever crosses the line dies,"

Everyone wants to live a good life, no one thinks life is too long, and no one dares to doubt Ximen Chuuxue's words.

So they had no choice but to stay obediently behind the line drawn by the sword energy.

Even Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou were no exception.

However, the two of them have extremely high lightness skills, and they have already occupied the tallest tree with the best view, and they are sitting leisurely on the tree at the moment.

Lu Xiaofeng nudged Huamanlou with his elbow, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Huahua, something is wrong, it's almost time for Xu, yet the Lord Baiyun hasn't arrived yet."

Hua Manlou said slowly, "Why are you panicking, there are still three quarters of an hour before Xu time."

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his moustache suspiciously, wondering if Ye Gucheng really planned to step on it, didn't he need to survey the terrain beforehand, he was so confident that he could beat Ximen Chuuxue? !

Just when he was thinking this way, he suddenly heard someone shouting loudly: "Come here!"

In an instant, everyone except Ximen Chuuxue and Huamanlou stretched their necks and looked down the mountain road.

Sure enough.

However, the person who came was not Ye Gucheng, but a small beggar in ragged clothes.

The little beggar trotted up to the top of the mountain amidst the attention of countless people. When he saw the deep ditch that Ximen Chuuxue had drawn with his sword energy, he didn't stop for a moment.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes turned cold, and the murderous aura around him suddenly became strong.

The little beggar was almost suffocated by the fierce murderous aura, and finally realized the danger belatedly. He braked suddenly to stop his galloping steps, and raised his dirty face to look at Ximen Chuuxue, feeling a little displeased. He said with certainty, "Excuse me, are you Ximen Chuuxue, the owner of Wanmei Villa?"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded indifferently, staring coldly at the little beggar with his star-like eyes.

Seeing him nodding, the little beggar immediately felt relieved, reached out and took out a long sword from the torn bag behind her, and then took out a kit from the dirty cloth shirt, and raised her hands high He stood up and said loudly: "Someone asked me to give these two things to you.

When Ximen Chuuxue saw the long sword, his expression changed a little.

When the little beggar took out the kit and handed it along with the long sword, he, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, reached out and took it without frowning. The contents inside were poured into the palm—but it was a round pearl, shining brightly under the bright moonlight.

Ximen Chuuxue's face became more and more gloomy and terrifying, a pair of black eyes shot at the little beggar opposite him like lightning, and said coldly, "Say! Who sent you here?"

The little beggar started to tremble under his knife-like sharp gaze, and tremblingly said: "Yes, there is an uncle in black clothes who gave me 50 taels of silver, and asked me to hand, hand over these two things to me." You, he, he asked me to help him, bring, bring a word."

"What?"

"He, he said that if you want that, that person to live, to live, you should rush to the first floor of Tsing Yi immediately, otherwise, just..." The little beggar was so frightened by the murderous aura emanating from Ximen Chuuxue that his face turned pale, and finally he couldn't help it. Crying loudly: "Don't, don't kill me, I don't know anything... I just want to earn the 50 taels of silver..."

"Get out!" Ximen Chuixue said coldly.

The little beggar got up as if he had been pardoned, and ran away scrambling.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the pearl in his palm, his face sank like water, and his heart was like numbness.

Of course he recognized that it was Xia Yize's weeping beads.

And the long sword brought by the little beggar was the saber that Xia Yi usually used.

The fact that these two things were obtained by someone with a heart and delivered to him was undoubtedly a warning to himself that Xia Yi had already fallen into the hands of that person.

Thinking of Yi Ze's resolute character, he would never shed tears easily, and Yi Ze must have suffered a lot for that person to get his weeping beads. The hatred in the heart can only be relieved when people are crushed.

Ximen Chuuxue carefully put the weeping bead into his arms, and hung Xia Yize's saber by his waist, and was about to step down the mountain when he heard another burst of cheers from the crowd.

Accompanied by cheers, a white shadow appeared from the mountain road, and it only flashed twice before reaching everyone's eyes.

The person who came was tall and tall with a pale complexion, but his black eyes looked like the two brightest stars in the night sky, whether it was Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, or who else.

Ye Gucheng flashed and landed a foot in front of Ximen Chuuxue. Just as he was about to speak, Ximen Chuuxue spoke first: "City Master Ye, I have something important to do, and the decisive battle tonight must be rescheduled. Please also Choose another time and place."

Ye Gucheng saw that although his complexion was normal, his black eyes were faintly anxious, and he said, "Yes. You decide the time this time, and I decide the place. How about it?"

Ximen Fuxue nodded: "The first day of October."

Ye Gucheng glanced at it coldly, and then sighed and muttered that there was no excitement watching, or booed and booed the crowd of onlookers, and said indifferently: "The location is set at the top of the Forbidden City, how about it?"

Ximen Chuuxue naturally understood what he meant, that he didn't want to exchange sword skills with himself into a monkey show watched by the boring people in the world, so he nodded in agreement, and then performed his peerless lightness kung fu, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.

As soon as he left, Ye Gucheng naturally left too.

The onlookers were shocked to hear that these two men were so bold that they dared to compete on the roof of the highest Hall of Supreme Harmony in the Forbidden City, they couldn't help but burst into an uproar, and then saw that the two protagonists had left, and there was no more fun to watch, so they also rushed away.

In the early morning of the next day, the news that Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng would have a decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City on the first day of October spread throughout the Jianghu.

The first floor of Tsing Yi is still in Shanxi.

After Ximen Chuixue went down the mountain, he did not rush to the first floor of Tsing Yi, but went back to the other courtyard at the foot of the mountain, intending to check for any clues left behind by the person who kidnapped Xia Yize.

His intuition told him that something was wrong, and it might not be Tsing Yi Lou who did it.

As smart as Ximen Chuuxue, he can naturally expect that the purpose of kidnapping Xia Yize is to disrupt Huang's decisive battle with Ye Gucheng.

And he and Ye Gucheng will be injured in the battle between the two tigers, and they may even lose both. Qingyilou and Emei faction will only like to see it, and they will definitely not try to stop it.

Therefore, they should not be the ones who kidnapped Xia Yize.

So, who kidnapped Yi Ze while he was on the Zijin Peak for an appointment, and what was his purpose?

Ximen Chuuxue couldn't figure it out, so he was very worried and scared now.

He knew that the person who has the ability to kidnap Xia Yize must be a very scheming and terrifying person, and what such a person plans must be extremely difficult.

He only hoped that Xia Yi hadn't been murdered yet.

Ximen Chuuxue came to the small courtyard where Xia Yize lived, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a pool of bright red blood on the ground.

Ximen Chuuxue's heart tightened, and he quickly squatted down and checked carefully, only to find that the blood on the ground was not human blood, but the blood of poultry such as chickens and ducks.

Not only that, but after getting closer, he suddenly smelled a very faint sweet fragrance in the blood on the ground.

Ximen Chuuxue almost immediately judged that it should be some kind of scented incense.

It seems that the person who kidnapped Yi Ze must have set up some kind of conspiracy to deceive Yi Ze, so he was able to succeed smoothly.

After reaching this conclusion, Ximen Chuuxue checked the room carefully again, but failed to find any more clues—except that the small wooden box containing the weeping beads beside the pillow on the bed disappeared.

Seeing it in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes, his mood was not as heavy and angry as before.

When he saw the weeping bead before, his first reaction was that the person who kidnapped Yi Ze used cruel means to force him to cry. Now it seems that the man should have taken the weeping bead on the bed by hand, and put it inside One was handed over to himself together with Yi Ze's saber.

In other words, Yi Ze may not have been physically injured.

This guess undoubtedly made Ximen Chuuxue feel a little better, but it did not alleviate the sense of urgency in his heart.

Ximen Fuxue made up his mind to find Yi Ze in the shortest possible time, and make the person who designed to kidnap him pay the price in blood.

He walked to the blood again, knelt down, dipped his fingers in some blood that hadn't completely dried up, put it up to his nose and sniffed it, and then he made a decision in his heart.

In the small farmyard where Sikong Zaixing is located.

Sikong Zhaixing finally opened his eyes, and then he began to wonder how he fell asleep all of a sudden.

He wasn't such a sleepy person in the first place, so the fact that he fell asleep in a daze was a bit strange.

Sikong Zhaixing immediately thought that someone had secretly drugged him, but felt it was impossible.

He considered himself a great expert in drug use, so how could he be easily fascinated by others.

Sikong Zaixing sat up straight, subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his bosom, and then froze.

——He found that the exquisite little wooden box he brought from Xia Yize's room had disappeared.

Sikong Zhaixing turned pale with shock, and immediately turned his head to look in the direction of the bed, only to see that Xia Yi was still sleeping on the bed perfectly.

The heart that Sikong Zhaixing held in his throat fell back into his stomach.

If he accidentally lost the mermaid, and unfortunately Ximen Chuuxue found out about it, Sikong Zhaixing has no doubt that the angry Lord Sword God will chase him to the ends of the earth.

At that time, even the Immortal Da Luo couldn't save him.

The author has something to say: Yu Ze: Ximen, why do you use my lines to play cool? !

Sword God: Even your people are mine, let alone the lines.

Yu Ze: …………………………………