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98

Luo Jing is not the capital of Dachao, but it is more attractive to people in the Jianghu than Jingdu Dongque.

Not only because of the unique geographical location of Luojing, which connects Songhe River in the north and Yumen Gate in the west, but also because of a legend that Emperor Kaiyuan once dreamed of a real dragon in Luojing. From then on, the emperor's star became one, and the legend of Emperor Caomang's life began, and there were also stories about the second and eighth children all surnamed Xu.

Cao Mang has lived here all his life.

In the first year of Dachao Kaiyuan, Emperor Kaiyuan built Huguo Temple and Zhenning Pagoda in Luojing City.

But this year is different, children from the rivers and lakes came here one after another, because of two bloody cases.Both of these murders are related to the legendary young swordsman who conferred gods with one sword.

Unexpectedly, the young Han Ke became famous, he was fragile, weak-minded, coveted his martial arts, and did such insane things, it was really outraged by both humans and gods.

Becoming a god and becoming a demon are all in one thought.

All sects came to warn their disciples.

Tang Buqi sat beside Tang Zhenling, listening to the voices of everyone slandering Xie Minxing, he found it harsh and unpleasant, and wished he could draw his sword and fight him desperately, but Tang Zhenling held his hand, the man's hand seemed warm, but it was so cold, Tang Buqi Qi Qi trembled all over, not daring to do it again.

The soaring flames illuminated the Tang family, and everyone looked around, knowing that the suspect, Xie Minxing, had been brought here. He was tied to the pillar of the platform, with lowered eyebrows, as if he had died.

But to say that Xie Minxing was half dead, when he opened his eyes, his pupils were brighter than any other star, which was not to be ignored. This young man covered in blood and weak in breath was the God of War on Beiman Mountain.

"Xie Minxing, now someone has identified you, because the disciples of the Houchao Sword Sect insulted you outside the pass, retaliated wantonly and brutally killed dozens of disciples of the Houchao Sword Sect, can you plead guilty?"

Xie Minxing's eyes darkened, "No."

"Then what about the Xuzhou massacre in the past few days?"

"It wasn't Xie's doing either." Xie Minxing replied.

Xie Minxing refused to plead guilty and fell into a deadlock.

"But someone picked up the Zhihan Sword at the scene, and some even saw that the murderer was using the Zhihan Sword to attack." Ying Jiao suddenly stood up, "Everyone, just imagine, in this world, apart from Zhihanke and his sword, there is nothing else. Who can leave such a wound as thin as a cicada's wing... I have pity on my senior brothers, and I don't have any grudges on weekdays, but I had a few quarrels with this poor man. Second poisonous hands!"

After all, the Zhihan Sword picked up at the scene was brought up.

Even if the sword body is stained with blood, it can't cover up the snow-cast and frost-forged soul in the scabbard.

It really is Zhihan.

Everyone sighed.

It was Tang Zhenling who also stood up and said, "Speaking of which, this person who knows the cold has some connections with our Tang family. I believe that Ah Rou's junior will never do such a thing, but Xie Shaoxia, the evidence is in front of you. You It also needs to be explained."

Tang Zhenling seemed to speak for Xie Minxing fairly, but pushed Xie Minxing behind his back.

Just when everyone thought that Xie Minxing was stolen and was speechless, he slowly raised his head.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and suddenly bent the corner of his mouth slightly.

"That sword is Zhihan Sword, but it is not my Zhihan Sword."

"In this world, there are only two Zhihan swords."

99

The crowd was in an uproar.

Everyone was startled by Xie Minxing's shocking words.

If he dared to come back, he would naturally want an explanation for his innocence, and of course he would not be totally unprepared.

That day, when he arrived at Xu's house, he was already a step late.He found a blood-stained "Zhihan Sword" among the piles of dead bodies, and he couldn't help picking it up to take a closer look. It was also at that time that Butcher Zhang saw it.

However, although it is very similar to Zhihan Sword, it is not his Zhihan Sword.

Xie Minxing thought, by this time he should have found someone.

At dawn, Pei Zijun was kneeling in front of Zhenning Pagoda, holding a baby and a sword.

A year ago, the Huguo Temple was burned down, but the Zhenning Pagoda next to it was not affected. The lonely pagoda stood alone among the ruins, standing out from the crowd.Later, the Huguo Temple was rebuilt, but the incense never flourished. It seems that not only the house was burned in the fire, but also the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

He came behind him with a sword in his hand, in order to find someone.

He came to find Monk Tongku, the pagoda sweeper of Yongning Temple.

Monk Tongku was the last swordsmith in the world before he became a monk. He forged many famous swords and knives. The wind on his waist was also made by him. Later, he became a monk in order to avoid the time.

He glanced at the young man who had been kneeling in front of the Zhenning Pagoda all night, and he was even more dedicated than the Bodhisattva he made offerings to.

He pulled out the sword brought by the young man, glanced at it, and raised his forehead and said, "I'm afraid of you, why don't I go with you?"

"There is indeed another Zhihan sword, but it is not Zhihan, it is a useless sword, you can look at the tip of that sword, there is a very small x symbol." Tong Ku said.

After listening to them draw their swords out of their sheaths, there was a symbol like this

When he forged the sword back then, he was very harsh on the sword. Even though it was just a tiny flaw, it was doomed to be a useless sword and would not be able to become Zhihan.

But a scrapped sword is no longer worthy of anyone's use.

Even if it cuts iron like mud, it is no different from knowing the cold.

Tongku carved words on the tip of the sword, intending to destroy him, but this useless sword, regardless of the dignity of the sword, turned it into a murder weapon.

"It was forged in the same furnace as Zhihan. Later, I gave Zhihan to my friend Shen Linhe, but the scrap sword disappeared."

He groped for the blade, and sighed, "I thought it was gone long ago, but it became a murder weapon."

After some clarification, people knew that the murder weapon in these murders was not Zhihan, but a useless sword that looked exactly like Zhihan.

"But so what?" Ying Jiao sternly said, "Even if it's not the Zhihan Sword, with Zhihanke's skill, with such a useless sword, can't it take people's lives?"

"Yes, yes, what's more, there is no difference between this sword and Zhihan sword?"

"Xie Minxing, what else do you have to say?"

This is the young man holding a baby in the crowd who suddenly stood up. He was as tall and straight as a pine, but he was willing to stand beside the murderous Xie Minxing.

Xie Minxing glanced at him, a little surprised, but heard Pei Zijun whispering in his ear for a while, he was in a daze for a while, and then stopped talking.

The young man turned around, "A year ago, when Xie Minxing had a dispute with the disciples of the Houchao Sect, I was actually at the scene. I know why the poor guest would have trouble with the younger generation. The younger generation insulted Xie Minxing, but Xie Minxing couldn't bear it at that time. Is he afraid of these junior disciples? Since he holds a grudge, why didn't he kill these provocative disciples at that time?"

"Why?" The corner of his mouth was full of bitterness, but he still said, "It's just because from then on, Xie Minxing lost all his skills, and he is no different from a cripple!"

The young man's words undoubtedly stirred up a thousand waves with one stone.

When Pei Zijun said these words, he felt extremely sad. Although it was necessary to prove his innocence, how could a proud man like Brother Xie be willing to expose his weakest side to everyone.

His brother Xie was afraid of being weak, and even more afraid of exposing his weakness like this.

The secret was revealed, but Xie Minxing calmed down, smiled wryly, and expressed his acquiescence.

"Why is this?"

"Who can abolish Zhihanke's martial arts?"

"Xie Minxing can't even hold a sword? Then what kind of poor man is he?"

"It's true that I have no martial arts, but this is my private matter, so I can't explain it." Xie Minxing glanced at Pei Zijun and A Yi in his arms who were close at hand. It was his most secret secret, so close to him, he Don't even dare to set your eyes on them.

It seems that one more glance at the secret will reveal it.

"Why can't you explain? There must be a reason?"

"Or is this just Xie Shaoxia's excuse?"

"Private matters? There are no private matters in front of the bloody case!"

Doubts emerged from the crowd.

There was a lot of noise around, but it couldn't reach Xie Minxing's ears at all. His ears were like the sound of war drums, and it was full of the gentle and pleasant breath of the young man. Just now the young man whispered in his ear——

"No matter what others think of you later, you are number one in the world in my eyes."

But the number one in the world in your eyes is a monster.

Funny and bitter, he thought.

A Yi in Pei Zijun's arms opened his big eyes, and suddenly started crying. He cried so wrongedly, he came to this world in a hurry, and he has been with countless young people many times, but his father, Haven't had time to look him in the eye.

Xie Minxing knew that his Ayi was close in front of him, but he didn't dare to look at him under the eyes of everyone.

He only thought that Pei Zijun and Ayi could stay far away from him, and not have anything to do with him, a monster, and that Jiyue would live a clean life without time.

But it's not enough.

"Don't he dare to say it? Then I will say it for him. "

A voice suddenly said in the dim light.