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Chapter 25 Encounter
The next morning.

Yang Qing came to the dining room on the ground floor of the inn with the package, and simply ordered breakfast.

This inn is not big, there are only four tables in the lobby.But when he came down, he realized that three of the seats were already full.

The remaining one also has a person sitting alone.

He stepped forward and was about to share a table with someone, but when the person looked up and saw him, he was instantly stunned.

"Yang...Yang Qing?"

Yang Qing took a slight look at this person, and immediately thought of a person, Qingcheng Hong Renxiong.

He was only slightly surprised, but saw that Hong Renxiong had left his seat and jumped to the middle of the hall and shouted: "Yang Qing is here! Do it!"

In an instant, there was a sound of tables and chairs falling down in the hall, and the sound of weapons being unsheathed, and then all the diners at the other three tables rushed towards him.

"kill!"

"By the order of the leader of the left alliance, kill the evil demon Yang Qing!"

Yang Qing stepped back slightly, dodging a machete.Taking advantage of the situation, he pulled out the long sword from the bamboo scabbard and raised it with his backhand. The blade of the sword drew a fan shadow in the air, and the person who charged first burst out a line of blood from his chest and abdomen to the center of his eyebrows.

Sideways to get rid of an iron sword, taking advantage of the opponent's excessive charge, he bent the four fingers of his left hand forward, smashing the man's throat with the second knuckle.

Seeing three more people rushing in front of him from behind, he used his internal strength to lift up the long wooden stool and kicked it flying.

When the three of them raised their weapons to parry, he suddenly swung his sword low and swept across, hitting both of their feet and ankles.

The other reacted nimbly, jumped into the air to dodge, and at the same time stabbed Yang Qing with a sword in the air.

However, Yang Qing suddenly turned his back to him, and then stood up obliquely in a very strange posture. The moment the opponent's long sword almost brushed against the tip of his nose, a sword pierced the man's heart!
Pulling out the sword and turning around, the two people on the ground were still clutching their ankles and howling in pain, Yang Qing stepped forward slowly and pierced the throats of the two of them one by one with the tip of the sword.

The smell filled the air, and the hall fell into a dead silence.

The five people who died tragically in an instant seemed to have activated the fear instincts of the rest of the people. At this time, they had sharp knives in their hands, and they looked at the young man in front of them but didn't know how to make a move.

"kill!"

The sound of shouting and killing sounded, perhaps because the oppressive air was unbearable. A middle-aged man with gnarled muscles and a hideous face, holding a long iron stick jumped out of the crowd and swept across Yang Qing's temple.

Yang Qing didn't dodge this time, instead, he infused Zixia's true energy into the blade of the sword, and bumped it head-on.

"when!"

With a sound of shock, the seemingly heavy iron rod was swept away by a sword, and flew out in a whirl, smashing the wooden doors and windows of the hall into pieces!
The middle-aged man's mouth was broken, and his four fingers were twisted and deformed. He looked useless.

He was also stubborn, and he could not say a word, but held it with his left hand, his face was sallow and cold, and he stared at Yang Qing.

Kicking the man to the corner with a flying kick, Yang Qing's face flashed purple, and his figure turned into a gray shadow, blowing up a gust of wind in the hall.

The wind was mixed with ear-piercing screams, swung past the remaining few people, and then stopped in front of Hong Renxiong.

"Is your master here?"

Amidst the sound of "Boom", Yang Qing pointed at Hong Renxiong's throat and asked.

Hong Renxiong looked at the fallen corpses behind him one by one, swallowed hard, and the sweat dripped from his forehead.

"……coming."

"Where?"

Hesitating slightly, Hong Renxiong wanted to turn his head to look, but his neck seemed to be rusted, and he couldn't turn it no matter what.

Passing the tip of the sword forward, the latter immediately trembled like a sieve, and said in a trembling voice: "It's still twenty miles away! Brother Yang, let me go, we drank together... ho ho..."

With a neat sword to seal his throat, Yang Qing saw that the potential on the board soared:
【Potential】784
The first dozen people probably only provided more than 200 points, but Hong Renxiong alone gained nearly [-] points.

In terms of strength, Yang Qing felt that he was not worth the price.

He didn't bother to think about it, put his sword back into its sheath, turned around and walked towards the middle-aged man curled up against the wall.

"Which sect do you belong to?"

The middle-aged man's triangular eyes flashed fiercely, until now he was still staring at Yang Qing resolutely: "No family, no sect."

"Why are you killing me?"

"Kill you to make money!"

Yang Qing was taken aback, and asked, "Who will pay?"

"Hey! Five Sacred Sword School Zuo Lengchan is offering a reward of one hundred taels of gold for your head!"

"Crack!" Yang Qing raised his hand and slapped him across the face: "Be careful with your attitude, I'm afraid I can't help but kill you."

"I was born with this..."

"Snapped!"

"You motherfucker..."

"Clap!"

"My day is you eight..."

"Clap clap clap!"

"My name is Chi Lao Er. Someone in my family asked for money to see a doctor. I heard that there was a reward, so I came here to try my luck. I also heard..."

Chi Laoer was halfway through speaking, seeing Yang Qing raised his hand again and said anxiously: "Ask whatever you want, if you hit me again, you will be killed!"

Yang Qing smiled, looked at this reckless guy and asked, "How many of you are here?"

Chi Laoer said: "These people are the only ones on our way. There are people guarding the Chang'an Mansion along the way. I don't know about the others."

Yang Qing ignored him, got up and went to the counter to put down a piece of silver.

Just as he was about to go out, he stopped when he passed by Hong Renxiong, groped the latter, and found some silver bills and a few ingots of gold and silver.

He may not be able to return to Huashan for a long time in the future, and the money issue needs to be resolved by himself.

Walking to the stables, turning over on a yellow puma and driving out of the inn, suddenly there was a cry from Chi Er Er behind him:
"Yang Qing! You wait for the old... wait for me!"

He turned around and looked at Chi Lao Er whose face was swollen like a pig's head, smiled and took out two ingots of gold, wrapped a silver ticket and passed it.

……

All the way to the southeast, the horseshoes kicked up dust and smoke.

The purpose of Yang Qing's trip is to go to Xiangyang City to find a suitable craftsman to cast the cold iron on his body into a sword.

He was not urgent about this matter before.

Practicing martial arts and swords in Huashan every day, there are not many opportunities to fight with others.

But in the future, if I don't have a magic weapon to protect myself, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome.

In addition, he has another purpose, which is to try to find the valley where Dugu seeks defeat and returns to hermitage.

His Dugu Nine Swords is currently stuck at the last point of the level of mastery, and he can't make any progress no matter what.

He had been in Siguoya for more than half a year before, and he tried to find Feng Qingyang to solve his doubts, but he couldn't find it in the end.Now we can only hope that there are still traces of Dugu's remains.

However, more than 200 years have passed since the Southern Song Dynasty, and he dare not hold too much hope.

Thinking of the fight in the inn just now, he guessed it should be a chance encounter.It is very likely that I stayed in the inn for an extra day, which caused me to miss the pursuit of a large number of people in Songshan.

Except for Songshan and Qingcheng, who was waiting for revenge, Zuo Lengchan was just a leader of the Jianghu after all, and he couldn't do a blanket search like the government.

"I just don't know what kind of trouble it will bring to Huashan..."

……

　Brothers who are still watching order an investment, it's free.Regardless of whether the grades of this book are good or not, I will definitely let you earn some money

　　
　
(End of this chapter)