Too Reckless

"Too reckless (!

Zuo Lingquan crossed the veranda with a vigorous figure, gave Tang Jingshen a wink in the crowd, and quickly avoided the gaze of the Zhang family and landed outside the courtyard wall.

As soon as he landed, he saw Zhao Wuxie holding his sword and standing under the eaves.

"Brother Zhao."

"Zhao Hammer, run, I know you want money or life, you dare to take anything."

Zhao Wuxie's eyes were a little anxious, he raised his sword to look at the movement around him, and motioned Zuo Lingquan to leave quickly.

After Zuo Lingquan landed, he began to change his clothes and said:

"I took it on my own merits. I didn't steal or rob it, and I gave them a chance. Why didn't I dare to take it."

"The Zhang family can stand on the ground in the practice, how can they be true and good people."

Seeing Zuo Lingquan changing his clothes, Zhao Wuxie shook his head again and said:

"The sword of the top-grade spirit tool must have a mark. Unless you throw the sword away, it's useless for you to dress up as a little girl."

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan dismissed the idea of ​​changing clothes and said:

"Brother Zhao and the Zhang family have a personal grudge."

"It's a long story, go out of the city first."

...

When the two were talking, Tang Jingxuan walked out of the gate and came to the alley by the street.

Tang Jingxuan trotted to the front, and before she could make a sound, Zuo Lingquan grabbed her buttocks, put her on her back, and ran out of the city.

"Ah!"

Tang Jing was lying on Zuo Lingquan's back, instinctively grabbing his shoulders with his hands, feeling that his hips were deformed by the big hands, his face suddenly turned red, and his body was a little soft. However, she also found that something was wrong, and she didn't make trouble, she just looked at the people who suddenly appeared beside her.

Cheng Jiujiang followed closely behind. Linggu's four-layer and six-sense senses were all familiar. He had been sensing the surrounding wind and grass, and found that there was a swordsman next to him. He wondered:

"Brother Lingquan, is this?"

Zhao Wuxie didn't expect Zuo Lingquan to bring a helper, and the girl in the market was obviously unreliable, so he could only look at Cheng Jiujiang:

"Nanhuang Zhao Wuxie. Is your Excellency Brother Zuo's Taoist protector?"

Guardian?

Cheng Jiujiang quickly trotted and spread out his hands:

"Have you ever seen a guardian who runs on two legs?"

"..."

Zhao Wuxie had nothing to say.

Cheng Jiujiang was actually still a little confused and asked:

"Why are we running in such a hurry? There should be no loose cultivators who dare to fight swords, and the few of us don't seem to be afraid of ordinary loose cultivators."

The three of them were all monks in the Spirit Valley Realm. Needless to say, they escaped quickly. They turned over the city wall of Dongcheng in a blink of an eye and fell into the countryside outside the city.

Zhao Wuxie turned his head to pay attention to the movement and explained:

"Loose cultivators are naturally not afraid, but the Zhang family will never let you take your swords away. That 'Red Lady' was forged by the red-haired old immortal, and is regarded as a treasure by the Zhang family; the Zhang family is not passed down from outside. Such unparalleled benevolence and righteousness, behind his back he has done countless acts of anger and resentment..."

Tang Jingxuan was lying on Zuo Lingquan's back with her arms around her thighs. She didn't know the specific situation, but she was not too nervous. Hearing this, she was still interested, took out a small handful of melon seeds from her sleeve, and continued:

"Is that so? I look quite decent, so let's hear it."

"grumble."

Although Zuo Lingquan does not use the heart of a villain to treat a gentleman's belly, he still understands the principle of "sinister heart" and is listening to the experience.

Zhao Wuxie was silent for a while, and then he said truthfully:

"Cultivation, there is no great benevolence and righteousness, at least the Zhang family does not. The Zhang family can sit in Qingyun City, relying on the skill of forging swords, but the sword is not what the Zhang family wants to give to the court, but after it was cast, there was too much movement. I can't hide it, in order to protect myself, I can only announce the gift to the Dayan royal family in exchange for the autonomy of Qingyun City...

...The Zhang family is unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness on the surface, only to sell their own magic swords, because swordsmen recognize this; in private, the Zhang family and Nanluoxiu are no different. My father was a swordsman in Nanhuang back then, in Shuanlonggang I got acquainted with Zhang Yinfeng and went to Nanhuang to kill Zuoyao Xiu; my father was injured at the time, Zhang Yinfeng took a fancy to my father's sword, and sent my father back home on the grounds of escort, and then..."

When Zhao Wuxie said this, there was resentment in his eyes.

Zuo Lingquan didn't need to think to know what happened later, and frowned.

Tang Jing slammed the melon seeds, and could not eat anymore after hearing this, put the melon seeds away, and said softly:

"Hey~ that Zhang family really shouldn't die..."

Cheng Jiujiang didn't feel anything about this, he just shook his head and said:

"A monk kills a man and steals a treasure. If he makes a move, he will definitely cut the grass and roots. It's not easy for you to survive."

"At that time, I practiced the exercises on the mountain with Master, and luckily escaped the catastrophe. When I returned to my hometown to visit my relatives, I found that the entire village had been slaughtered, the corpses had been burned, and even the remains of my parents could not be found. After several years of investigation, I found It's Zhang Yinfeng's hand, but I don't have enough realm, so it's difficult to ask the Zhang family for blood debt."

When Zhao Wuxie said this, he turned to Zuo Lingquan:

"I have a blood feud. Brother Zuo can come and accompany me to die. Even if the original intention is not this, I still want to say thank you first."

? ?

Zuo Lingquan didn't mean to accompany Zhao Wuxie to his death, he said quickly:

"Leave the green hills there, don't be afraid of running out of firewood, let's withdraw first."

Zhao Wuxie gestured to the river in front of him:

"I can't run away, the Xianjia ferry has been detained by Qingyun City, and the entrances and exits of various avenues must have received news that they have begun to block, and the Zhang family's people will come later; Zhang's move has already made revenge against you, you throw your sword away The only way is to let the two of them go first without showing their faces, you and I take a detour with swords to break through, and see if we can find a chance to kill Zhang Yinfeng."

Zuo Lingquan looked towards the river, and sure enough, he found the ferry in the far distance, the figures were running, and the boatmen on the Xianjia ferry were all invited to the interior of Qingyun City.

Seeing this, Cheng Jiujiang turned his head and ran along the land road away from Qingyun City, and said:

"The two seniors at Shuanlonggang have been informed that as long as they can meet, they can escape even if they fail to fight. However, the two seniors Yujian is hundreds of miles away, not much faster than the ferry, and it will take an hour or two to come here."

Zhao Wuxie shook his head and said, "If it's too late, I'm bound to be caught up, fight or split up, you see for yourself; I have to find a chance to take revenge anyway."

Zuo Lingquan carried Tang Jingxuan on his back, made a little analysis, and asked:

"What realm is Brother Zhao?"

"Fourth Layer of Linggu, how about you?"

"My Spirit Valley is at the first level, and he is at the fourth level in the Spirit Valley, and is in the same realm as you."

? ?

Zhao Wuxie was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Zuo Lingquan:

"You just entered Linggu for the first time?!"

Zuo Lingquan knew that his realm was a bit low, and said ashamed:

"No way, I'm too young. But I still have some fighting power."

Cheng Jiujiang ran beside him, nodded and said, "You can just treat him as a four-pointer of Linggu. Anyway, he is better than me. How many people does the Zhang family expect to chase?"

Zhao Wuxie had already seen Zuo Lingquan's approximate combat power in the martial arts field just now, so he didn't doubt it too much, he said:

"The three surnames are not monolithic. If the Zhang family does dirty things in secret, they will not let the other two know about it. There are many high-level cultivators in the Zhang family, but the only ones who can catch up with us are Zhang Yinfeng himself and the second child, Zhang Cheng, a seventh-level surname. A six-layer; the red-haired old immortal is also in the city~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If we can beat the two brothers Zhang Yinfeng, he feels that something has happened to his son, and it will not be long before Yujian comes. Certainly dead."

Hearing this, Zuo Lingquan frowned.

Cheng Jiujiang still cherished his life, but left Zuo Lingquan to run by himself, his dream of being ranked in the fairy class may be shattered, and he still gritted his teeth at this time:

"Brother Lingquan, what do you say?"

Zuo Lingquan thought for a while, and said, "Run first, if you can't run, you can only fight. You can't solve it in a short time. You take Jing Xun and go first. Brother Zhao and I intercept it, and then find a way to escape."

This is the only method at the moment, and the three have no objection. While observing the surrounding environment, they began to discuss the battle strategy...

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