Chapter 87 Sharpening the Knife
After leaving the restaurant, the rain stopped, and Zhao Changhe felt a little better. He saw that his beloved horse was eating comfortably, and there was no such thing as horse stealing, so he was in a better mood.
Think about it carefully, of course no one would dare to steal a horse without looking at the terrifying knife he carries on his back...
Zhao Changhe rewarded the waiter with a broken piece of silver and was about to put his foot up when he suddenly remembered something and put his foot down again. He leaned over and carefully checked the stirrups and saddle for any foreign objects.
The Cui family has lived a comfortable life and almost forgot these ways.
After careful inspection, it was not found. Zhao Changhe breathed a sigh of relief and got on his horse.
The middle-aged man from the Suppressing Demon Division has been standing at the door looking at him. He also showed admiration when he saw this, and handed over a page: "This is Han Wubing's information."
Zhao Changhe was not polite and took it directly: "Thank you."
The middle-aged man said: "I am going to suppress the Demon Commander Wu Weiyang. Maybe we will meet again in the future. As for the turmoil here, the Demon Suppressant Commander will not take action. Please be careful along the way."
After speaking, the figure flashed and disappeared.
At this speed, at least the entrance level is seven or eight... The Demon Suppressor still has some skills. Zhao Changhe didn't feel much. The ninth person on the list had already had tea in front of him, so he didn't care about this.
He felt that Wu Weiyang's words were a bit suggestive. He would not take action in the event of a storm, so he had to be careful along the way. But what about after that? If you need help with something at that time, can you contact the local demon-suppressing company?
Zhao Changhe didn't think about this for the time being. He rode Tuxue Wuzui and walked slowly along the official road. He opened the information given by Wu Weiyang in his hand and looked at it carefully.
Han Wubing, nineteen years old this year... is actually younger than him. He was so cold-hearted and could not be seen in the ruined temple before.
This is an ordinary disciple of the Bashan Sword Lulu. The qualifications are not tipped. Because of hard work, they work hard and can be regarded as the disciple's middle reaches. He is taciturn and only likes to practice swordsmanship, so his popularity is average and his sense of presence is not high.
Three years ago, everyone from Jianlu came to the Ancient Sword Lake to try their luck, looking for the legendary ancient sword left over from the previous era. Han Wubing was at the third level of the entrance hall and followed the team.
The reason why the legend of the divine sword in Gujian Lake has always been popular is not just because it is passed down from generation to generation, but also because it exudes magic. Occasionally, amazing sword energy will arise in the lake, and those who come to look for the sword are often killed here inexplicably. But after further investigation, I found nothing. It was completely baffling, and I didn't even know where the sword energy came from.
Because of this, everyone believes that there is something magical here, but no force is willing to stay here to search for swords for fear of dying inexplicably. Therefore, no one has ever booked the ancient sword lake, but the occasional people who come here to try their luck have never stopped over the years. .
But after so many years, nothing can be found. Cui Yuanyang also said before that the Cui family organized people to search many times but still couldn't find it. Cui Wenjing is the first in the world in terms of intelligence and force. If he can't find it, others will have no chance. Therefore, the larger forces gradually give up looking for this thing, feeling that it is a waste of time.
The big power is gone, but the people in the world who want to try their luck are still coming one after another. No one dares to live by the lake, but Jianhu City, which is more than ten miles away, is extremely prosperous and lively. The number of inns, brothels, pubs and casinos is probably the most in the world, more than the capital, because there are too many outsiders.
This has created a place with a large number of forces and a mixture of good and bad. The level of complexity is indeed not something that a newcomer with a third or fourth level of entrance hall can play casually.
Han Wubing was with the team at that time. Of course, he was just going out with his elders and brothers to gain experience. It could also be regarded as a martial arts experience organized by Jianlu. He was not well-connected and did not go with his brothers, so he searched alone by the lake. However, he unexpectedly met a good friend. When they saw that they seemed to be compatible, they went together to search together.
As for whether there is any reason for this, why a person who is not popular can hit it off with someone else, the intelligence information of the Zhenmo Division cannot be as detailed as this. After all, the person involved, Han Wubing, will not be interviewed by you. It can only be passed on in one stroke.
The ancient sword was not found, but Han Wubing and his friend were lucky enough to find the corpse of a senior who had died here, and got some swordsmanship inheritance and a sword. The friend divided the sword, and Han Wubing shared the secret book and everyone was happy.
As a result, the fellow apprentices from Jianlu met each other and bullied them, saying that this should be Jianlu's belongings, whether it was a sword or a secret book.
In the end, his friend was killed and the sword was taken away. Han Wubing tore up the secret book angrily and left the sword house. From then on, he wandered around the world, became more taciturn, and made a living as a bounty hunter.
But having said that, Han Wubing is very loyal. He tried his sword in three years, went to the fifth level of the entrance hall, worshiped the tomb during the Qingming Festival, and killed all his enemies. It was a great pleasure. Zhao Changhe couldn't help but open the wine gourd and took a sip: "It's nice to have a fight with such an opponent, which makes people look forward to it... Unlike those monsters and monsters, even if the road is paved along the way, they are just like flies and annoying. "
After saying this, he put away the gourd, suddenly flicked his hand, and a copper coin whizzed out.
At the treetops on the roadside, someone suddenly screamed and fell from the tree.
"Do you really think that I am so absorbed in reading that I don't even know that someone is coming?" Zhao Changhe gave a long laugh and rode away: "A knife from the sky? It's nothing more than a whetstone!"
"Whoosh!" Several sword beams burst out in front of him, and the sword energy roared sharply, piercing the door directly in front of him.
Zhao Changhe galloped his horse, reached back and grasped the handle of the knife exposed from his shoulder.
When the sword arrives, the horse arrives.
“Choke!” The dragon bird unsheathed its sword and swung it furiously.
The attacking assassins were all horrified, but how could a person in mid-air avoid such a wide range of swords?
Several long swords were placed on the path of the sword, and there was a sound of crushing, the swords were broken, and blood rained all over the sky.
Wuzui rushed through the broken limbs and broken arms in the snow, with blood raining all over the sky, especially behind him, and the Great Xia dragon bird screamed excitedly.
There are assassins ahead who want to take action. Everyone is dumbfounded when they see this scene. How dare they move?
A little further away, it seemed like someone was ambushing us and pulling up a snagging rope.
Zhao Changhe saw it with sharp eyes, turned his horse and rushed straight to the road.
Before the man had time to pull up the rope, Tuxue Wuzui's charging speed was far beyond his expectation. Before he even raised his hand, the horse was already in front of him.
The length of the blade and the attack range exceeded expectations... The people behind watched helplessly as a dark red arc passed through, and with a "click", the knife broke in two.
Only half of the body was left, and he stood there stupidly, still holding one end of the tripping rope in his hand. Wu Zui had already jumped out more than ten feet away from the snow.
“It doesn’t matter if you are the Blood God Cult, Tingxue Tower, or Xiao Xiao who snatches horses and swords...” Zhao Changhe put away his sword and jumped on his horse, then laughed and left: “I won’t hide my tracks along the way, just come if you want!”
Wu Weiyang stood at the back and looked into the distance, tutting his tongue: "With such bravery, the leader is actually worried that he is in danger on the road... This person said he doesn't want our help, but he is probably already excited in his heart because he is afraid that others are not strong enough."
A subordinate next to him sighed: "If such a person does not perish in advance, he will definitely dominate the world."
Wu Weiyang did not answer, knowing the subtext of his subordinates.
Such a person has a relatively high chance of dying... But remembering Zhao Changhe's careful inspection before mounting his horse, Wu Weiyang still felt that this person would not die.
Even though he is heroic, he is careful at heart. He really thinks he is a rude man. Now the grass on his grave is already three feet high.
“Go back and report to the Chief. I wonder if she will really come to see you in person.” Wu Weiyang muttered in confusion: “It’s strange that the Chief pays extraordinary attention to this person.”
Thanks to Big Rich Brother for the silver. Thanks to all the brothers of Four Seasons Hair Spring Bear, Nana, Yingshuang, Lulu, Wuli Liusu, Mu Zhiqiu, and Nancheng Yujingxianbeiguai for joining the league. It has exceeded 100 leagues in two days since it was released, which is really beyond expectations. Now that your **** is stuck out, come on everyone.
(End of this chapter)