My martial arts rely on solving cases

Chapter 31 Can we chat?
In the southwest of Nine Hutong in Qingle County, there is a stretch of straw huts. Not long ago, Lei Bin led his disciples to set fire to divert the tiger away from the mountain. In just half a month, the burned huts were built again.

Thatched hut houses have great potential safety hazards, even if a little spark accidentally drips, it may cause a huge fire.

But even so, the supply of grass shed houses is still in short supply.

Because of its cheap rent, it has become the first choice for many people who have left their homes.

Those living in thatched huts are not only migrant workers who have left their hometowns, but more lonely shadows in the cold river who have no ambitions in the rivers and lakes.

So here, fighting is commonplace, and life and death fights are also commonplace.

Su Qing changed into casual clothes and brought Zhan Zhao to the thatched cottage area. Along the way, all she saw was chaos and fighting.But what gained more was the malicious eyes of some people who were at the bottom of society.

Su Qing's casual clothes are already the worst clothes among his many clothes, but in the eyes of people here, the clothes on Su Qing are silk and satin, and the air Su Qing walks through exudes the smell of money.

In the huge Qingle County, it is very difficult to find someone.

But finding someone is easy if you look in the right direction.

It took only two hours for Su Qing to get the whereabouts of the person Wu Shuang mentioned.

Turning the corner of the street, Su Qing saw the target of today's trip from a distance.

It's just that the young man in the portrait is surrounded by seventeen or eighteen people to confront each other.Because of the distance, Su Qing couldn't hear what they were saying.

At this time, Zhan Zhao's calm voice came from beside his ear.

"Boy, yesterday you cut off my brother's three fingers because of a joke. Today, I will take off one of your arms to avenge my brother."

"Can you hear it from so far away?"

"I understand lip language, let's do it."

Su Qing quickly looked over, and saw that the drawing knife who claimed to be the Quick Saber Dragon cut off the head of the young man in linen cloth.

As expected, he dared to call himself a fast knife. In Su Qing's opinion, his knife was really fast.

But Su Qing is confident that her water-avoiding swordsmanship is better, and she is even more confident that a consonant finger can clamp his sharp knife.

I saw Kuai Dao Long Dao shining like a rainbow, cutting dozens of knives at the linen youth in an instant.But the young man in hemp cloth just set up the slender seedling knife in his hand to resist the attack of Kuaidaolong.

It seemed that he was being crushed and beaten by the Quick Saber Dragon, but he was able to do so with ease.

Just as Kuai Daolong's sword was getting faster and faster, the young man in Mai suddenly drew his sword.

Like a bolt of lightning bursting out of the scabbard.

In an instant, the blade light in Kuai Daolong's hand shattered, and then a white line hung in front of Kuai Daolong.An arm slipped from the raptor's shoulder.

Quick Saber Dragon was stunned for a moment, staring at the shoulder on the ground in a daze, as if he hadn't realized that this arm was his own.

"If you want to take off one of my arms, then I will take off one of yours. People with you, get lost!"

"Ah! My hand..."

"Brother Long, hurry up, hurry up—"

The subordinates behind Kuai Daolong rushed up to help Kuai Daolong escape quickly.

The young man in linen put the knife back into its sheath, but did not leave.Slowly turned around and looked towards the corner of the thatched cottage, "The two of you have been watching for so long, should you come out?"

Su Qing walked out of the corner slowly with a folding fan in her hand, with a warm smile like sunshine on her face.

The eyes of the young man in linen lingered on Su Qing for only a second, and finally fell on Zhan Zhao, looking at the sword in Zhan Zhao's hand with full vigilance.

It's a bit embarrassing, is this young master so out of your sight?Su Qing cursed from the bottom of her heart.

"Brother's sword skills are so fierce, how dare I ask brother Gao's name?" Su Qing put away her folding fan and asked politely.

The young man in linen looked at Su Qing lightly, his thin lips tightly pursed.

"Shall we find a place to sit and talk?"

"Just tell me if you have anything to say, don't beat around the bush, I don't have time." As he spoke, he started to leave.

"I heard you are looking for someone?"

The young man's footsteps stopped, and his eyes suddenly opened to stare at Su Qing's face.

"A woman?"

"That's right." The linen youth took out a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it, holding the portrait in front of Su Qing, "Have you seen her?"

In the portrait is a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old, her hair is coiled up high, and a mahogany hairpin is inserted.The girl's facial features are very delicate, especially a pair of big phoenix eyes are extraordinarily lively and energetic.

Su Qing looked at the girl in the painting carefully and shook her head slightly.

"never seen it."

The linen youth's face darkened, and he put the painting back into his arms.

"But I know where she is."

"Where is she?"

"I can't tell you for now."

"It's up to you!" The young man's expression instantly became ferocious, and he took a step forward.It was as if she had crossed space and came in front of Su Qing and stretched out her hand to grab Su Qing's throat.

Facing the menacing young man in linen cloth, Su Qing looked calm and unmoved.Not even the slightest change in the smile on his face.

A figure appeared in front of Su Qing like lightning, and slapped the linen boy with a palm.

The young man in linen hurriedly raised his hand to meet Zhan Zhao's.

"boom--"

The two took a few steps back together.

"Bang-"

The young man in linen suddenly drew his saber and slashed towards Zhan Zhao.Zhan Zhao's expression darkened, and he immediately stabbed the linen boy with his sword.

Zhan Zhao had already told Su Qing before that the young man in linen was also a pinnacle master of the Ninth Rank, and his martial arts were on par with Zhan Zhao.

But if it's really a life-and-death fight, Su Qing still believes that Zhan Zhao can win.After all, Zhan Zhao is a person with buffs.

Zhan Zhao's swordsmanship is light and elegant, like an antelope's horns hanging on its horns as it pleases.The young man's sword is fierce and sharp, and the knife is fierce and fierce.

Su Qing found a wooden stake and sat down, raised her legs to enjoy the fight between the two.

In just a few dozen breaths, the two had already exchanged nearly a hundred moves.Seeing that he could not attack for a long time, the expression on the face of the linen youth gradually became irritable.

A master's move, the slightest loss is a thousand miles away, and gradually the young man in sackcloth began to lose the wind.

Out of the corner of the eye of the young man in linen, he glanced at Su Qing.

Suddenly accumulating strength and slashing at Zhan Zhao, he tried his best to force Zhan Zhao to retreat three steps.Then he jumped up in an instant and stabbed at Su Qing who was watching the battle.

"My lord, be careful—" Zhan Zhao's face changed drastically, and he shouted hastily.

This knife was like a gust of wind and lightning, and it reached the front door in an instant.

Su Qing seemed to be calm and unhurried, but when the blade came to her chest and was about to stab it, she suddenly stretched out two fingers.

Like a stroke of magic, two fingers caught the seedling knife stabbed by the young man in Mai.Terrifying power came from Miao Dao, and Su Qing's fingers numb and she was about to let go.

At the moment when Su Qing couldn't hold the Miao Dao, the attacking power suddenly disappeared, leaving nothing left.

Zhan Zhao did not know when he appeared behind the young man in linen, with the long sword resting on the young man in linen neck.

The young man in linen completely ignored the sword on his neck, staring blankly at Su Qing's fingers.

How could he clamp the knife he stabbed with all his strength with only two fingers?The gap is so big?I just thought about capturing the thief first and capturing the king first?I really don't know how to write the word dead!

Thinking of this, the young man in linen broke out in a cold sweat, and looked at Su Qing with deep fear in his eyes.

Although the power of Lingxi Yizhi is not top-notch in fingering, its compulsion is definitely at the ceiling level, and it is easy to cause misunderstandings.

Su Qing didn't intend to explain, but smiled lightly on her face.

"Can we sit down and talk now?"

(End of this chapter)