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Chapter 243 The sword is in the underground palace?

Halfway up the mountain, in front of the ruins of the Jiazi Sword Furnace.

Liu Zilin and a dozen servants in green clothes surrounded Ah Qing, tortured him with fierce faces.

Ah Qing was speechless.

"Playing stupid?"

Liu Zilin sneered.

A sharp blade rested on the girl's slender neck.

"Give it to him." Ouyang Rong stood in the distance, and suddenly said: "Ah Qing, if you bring it, then give it to him.".

"But master, the old man told us to keep it safe..." Ah Qing said weakly.

"Fool, this is a source of evil."

Ouyang Rong closed his eyes and murmured, then opened his eyes and looked at the messy ruins nearby, and the people who were killed on the top of the mountain and at the bottom of the mountain in the distance.

There are also tragic and majestic smoke among the mountains in the direction of Digong Gate in the distance.

He took a deep breath:

"To this day, we know that most of the disasters in our Dragon City were caused by this cauldron sword. Now that the sword has been completed, we... don't care if they want to fight, let them fight. Let them fight to the death, and take them away from Dragon City. Let's go home, Ah Qing."

Ah Qing stared blankly at the tired-looking master, nodded slightly, "Okay, master."

Ouyang Rong immediately turned his head and said to Liu Zilin:
"Liu Zilin, I can give you things, but she must be let go. Anyway, she is useless to you."

Liu Zilin looked sideways and said:

"Talk to me about the conditions? Ouyang Lianghan, did you make a mistake? The person is in my hands now. If she doesn't give it to me, I can find a way to take it."

Ouyang Rong smiled and said:

"No, no, you made a mistake, Liu Zilin, this is not a condition, this is a gift from me, I will show you a chance to escape unscathed.

"If you guessed right, you came back with Mr. Wei on your back, right? You came to find the real tripod sword left by the old man with him on your back?"

Liu Zilin's expression changed, and then quickly returned to normal, "What the hell are you talking about, I don't understand."

Ouyang Rong glanced at Liu Zian's body in the distance, raised his chin, and motioned:
"You don't realize later that there is no sword in the sword box that the old man gave Wei Shaoxuan, so you turn around and want to get back the real 'pretentious thing', and give it to him, right?
"Oh, then why didn't you remind Wei Shaoxuan, why did you sneak back alone now?

"Besides, I was wondering just now that Wei Shaoxuan asked you to execute and kill people. You hesitated to delay what you were doing. Now it seems that you are afraid that Ah Qing will die and you will never find any clues about the True Cauldron Sword.

"Liu Zilin, rank nine, sword art, real name, before you know it, you're just one step away. You've worked really hard on planning."

Ouyang Rong sighed.

Liu Zilin stared straight at him, didn't answer, and said coldly, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Now I give you two ways."

With a calm expression, Ouyang Rong raised two fingers:

"One is a dead end. I will immediately turn around and run down the mountain, calling my junior sister and Liu Lang for reinforcements. The round trip takes about two quarters of an hour. During this time, you can do whatever you want, and run as far as you can.

"See if you can escape the siege of a seventh-rank Qi trainer, thousands of pursuers, and the wrath of Wei Shi who may find out that he has been tricked at any time... It depends on your own life."

"There is one more thing, it's a way of life that I bestow on you. You get the things, let Ah Qing go, get out of here, and you are never allowed to return to Dragon City. I can show mercy and not tell Wei about your cutting of Hu Dingjian."

Liu Zilin suddenly grabbed Ah Qing's temples, the skin of her neck was faintly cut with a line of blood by the sword, and his expression was fierce:

"The hostage is in my hands, why should I choose? Ouyang Lianghan, are you out of your mind?"

"That's a dead end? Okay."

Ouyang Rong didn't even look at it, but turned and left.

Before he took a few steps, Liu Zilin's anxious voice came from behind him:

"Ouyang Lianghan, her elder brother died for you! You won't save her?"

Ouyang Rong waved his hands casually without looking back:

"Ah Shan is my own choice. Please leave the whole body, so that I can put it together and bury it with her elder brother. I will cry a little more at the funeral. I will still be a good official in everyone's eyes.

"It's just a pity, Third Young Master Liu, your reputation is too stinky, and weeping for you won't be able to get rid of your reputation. Wait, it's good to flog corpses in public, um, a good idea."

"You hypocrite! Scumbag!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

"You...you stop!"

Ouyang Rong reluctantly stopped, and when he had the initiative, he didn't smile, and asked earnestly:
"Liu Sanshao has thought clearly?"

The long moonlight sword in Liu Zilin's hand was still firmly on Ah Qing's neck, but his expression was cloudy, and he suddenly said:

"You really don't care about this girl? I don't believe it."

Ouyang Rong nodded calmly:
"I care about it, but it's best if I can save it. If I can't save it, it will cost my life. It's not worth it.

"Hurry up and decide, Liu Zilin, don't be a mother-in-law. If you think you can break my defense by killing her, you can give it a try. Why don't you show me a skinning in public? Remember to start from the top of the head."

Liu Zilin lowered his head, and said to the haggard Ah Qing, "You heard what he said? You have nothing to say?"

"Understood." Ah Qing bowed her head and said, "My family's life is cheap, of course it's not worth it."

The corners of Liu Zilin's eyes twitched, and the eyeballs rolled around, showing a half-believing expression.

For a while, I was a little uncertain whether the two guys, one big and one young, were playing him, or in other words, how much of what was being played was true and how much was false.

But he still has a way to go, so there is no need to gamble for the time being.

"The second way is not impossible, but why should I believe you?" Liu Zilin suddenly stared into Ouyang Rong's eyes and asked.

Unexpectedly, what Ouyang Rong blurted out immediately made him and his subordinates choke on the spot.

"Is Ouyang Lianghan's credit better than that of your Liu family?"

Ouyang Rong had weird eyes, looked Liu Zilin up and down, seemed to be amused, and proposed directly:

"Why don't you choose the first way? After you go down, ask your elder brother and second brother, how is my credit, Ouyang Lianghan, and when did you not follow the procedure to deal with them two, and then ask about the conspiracy and tricks, who is playing it?"

Liu Zilin was speechless.

When Liu Ziwen was assassinated in the street, Liu Zilin's first reaction was to suspect the second brother and others, and subconsciously eliminated Ouyang Lianghan.

Sometimes, even if you are a sworn enemy, you have to admit that the other party really upholds common sense and justice.

You can laugh at the other party's hypocrite, but... you can't deny the other party's actions all the time.

"Trust you for now." Liu Zilin lowered his eyes and snorted coldly.

The two reached a consensus for the time being, and they swore to the sky together. Although there is no binding force, it is necessary to take a formality.

After swearing, Ouyang Rong and Liu Zilin looked at Ah Qing together.

"give him."

Ah Qing glanced at the calm-faced master, but didn't know that Ouyang Rong's palms were covered with sweat under Ouyang Rong's calm expression, and he was always paying attention to Liu Zilin's subtle expressions from the corner of his eye.

The girl bowed her head and rummaged through her sleeves with her small hands. Finally, under Liu Zilin's fiery gaze, she silently took out a blue butterfly flower made of paper.

It was the one that the old swordsmith entrusted someone to send to Meilu Garden.

Ah Qing has been keeping it close to her.

"Is this what the old man gave you? A real 'pretend'?"

Liu Zilin grabbed it with his hands, staring at the blue butterfly paper flower with burning eyes.

"Yes." Ah Qing whispered: "The old uncle also asked someone to say that this thing is called 'Jiang Zuo'."

"I know about it!"

Liu Zilin's face was flushed, and he tried to suppress his tone, as if he was talking to himself:
"It is precisely because this gift is exactly the same as the real name of Ding Jian, that I suddenly remembered this 'little matter' reported by my subordinates when I supervised Meilu Garden before! I didn't have much doubt at the beginning, but now it seems...

"Old gentleman, old gentleman, who would have thought that the cauldron sword was not cast today at all, you hid the cauldron sword a long time ago, and sent it out secretly!

"You gave the tripod sword to this little girl, besides she is a very powerful person, you also want to repay Yunmeng Jianze's favor together, right? Not only did you return the tripod sword, but you also sent a Yue girl with unlimited potential. It really kills two birds with one stone.

"Old man, you hide your thoughts so deeply. Both Liu Zian and Wei Shaoxuan were deceived by you. You have chosen the first sword master of this cauldron sword..."

Liu Zilin murmured to himself, while reaching into his bosom to take out the Buddhist scriptures, he bowed his head and let out a hoarse laugh of "ho hoo":

"Hahaha, but what's the use of this? In the end, the bamboo basket fetched water in vain, but it did me Liu Zilin a big favor...

"Old man, the only thing you did wrong was that you should not have revealed Dingjian's real name to this girl too early, there is no impenetrable wall in the world.

"But then again, you shouldn't have thought that this little girl would come to die with Ouyang Lianghan today. Seeing that you were angry at the time and pretended not to care, you probably wanted to kill Ouyang Lianghan on the spot.

"Later, he was kind enough to give Wei Shaoxuan the 'Poor Scholar' sword art. It seems that he wanted him to take advantage of you and send this girl down the mountain honestly, but I didn't expect that he was also an ungrateful person... Tsk tsk tsk.

"Idiots, they are all idiots. The lottery Wei Shaoxuan asked for that day was really interesting, and those who harm female celebrities also make wedding clothes for others... Ha ha."

Liu Zilin turned his head and ordered his subordinates to draw their swords to be on guard. He was protected by the crowd around him, and he concentrated on opening the blood-stained Buddhist scripture in his arms.

I saw that the Buddhist scriptures were full of translation annotations, which were translated into Sanskrit in advance after Liu Zian got it a few days ago.

Liu Zilin chanted the sword formula and laughed in a low voice.

Ouyang Rong's indifferent voice came: "Did you forget something, Liu Zilin?"

Liu Zilin glanced at Ouyang Rong, then looked at the direction of the sword shop down the mountain, raised his eyebrows, and nodded slightly to his subordinates.

"Walk and wait in the middle, wait for me to inspect the goods and nod before letting them go."

"Yes." The two servants in blue escorted Ah Qing, and slowly stepped forward to the position between Ouyang Rong and Liu Zilin, waiting for the latter's next signal.

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips and lowered his eyes for a while.

Liu Zilin stopped looking at Ouyang Lianghan, and carefully held the blue butterfly paper flower in one hand, opened the Buddhist scriptures with the other, and whispered the formula in his mouth earnestly.

In fact, there was one more thing he didn't remind Ouyang Lianghan.

The person holding the sword is connected with the tripod sword, just like a fairy flying sword in a fairy tale, within a certain range, it is easy to take off the enemy's head.

The heads of Ouyang Lianghan and this girl named Ah Qing fell to the ground in just one thought.

This is the legendary sword-bearer!
Liu Zilin tried his best to suppress the corner of his mouth.

In the next moment, everything was ready and the formula was recited. The third young master of the Liu family closed the Buddhist scriptures calmly, stared at the blue butterfly paper flower, and gently spoke out its two-character real name:
"Carpenter, make."

The whole place was silent.

In front of everyone...

Business as usual.

The expected scene of the tripod sword appearing did not happen.

Of course, there may be another explanation - the tripod sword will be invisible, and only wise people can see it.

It's a pity that the third young master of the Liu family has never heard the story of the emperor's new clothes, and he would not be stupid enough to believe it.

Liu Zilin's old face froze, and he called several times, still cold, and the next moment, his whole face was visibly swelled into a liver color.

"Bastard! Liar!"

The blue butterfly paper flower fell to the ground hard, Liu Zilin rushed forward like crazy, grabbed Ah Qing by the collar, and yelled at her:

"You fucking lied to me!"

Ouyang Rong frowned: "Are you crazy?"

"You dare to trick me!" Liu Zilin drew his sword, "Ouyang Lianghan, you were the ones who lied to me first! This is not a tripod sword at all, but a broken flower!"

Ouyang Rong was speechless, just about to speak.

"Mingfu!"

In the woods behind, the shouts of Yan Liulang and others came from afar, and a group of arresters emerged and rushed to support.

Ouyang Rong thought something bad in his heart: "Stop! Don't come!"

He turned his head quickly, and sure enough, Liu Zilin's eyes were full of anger and almost spit out: "You still secretly called for help!?"

"No, I..." Ouyang Rong didn't have time to argue.

"what--!"

A long sword went straight through the delicate girl's slender palm, and the wet black soil under her palm.

"You! Liu Zilin, how dare you!" Ouyang Rong suddenly became angry.

"Why don't I dare! You despicable and cunning person! I will fight with you, and no one will live!"

The third young master of the Liu family who was once known as the "Crazy Tiger" was furious, roared wildly, and rummaged through Ah Qing's sleeves rudely, only to find an oily paper bag that was in the way, and hurriedly opened it, only to find that there were only two pieces of cold sesame cakes inside, nothing else.

Liu Zilin was furious with blood, fell to the ground with two linseed cakes, and stomped his feet angrily: "How dare you play me!"

Ah Qing knelt down on her knees, her hands were bloody, but she desperately pulled her hands away, crawled up her mouth, picked up the crumbs of sesame cake tremblingly, and hammered his feet:

"Don't step on brother's pancakes..."

Ouyang Rong was heartbroken.

But at this chaotic and impulsive moment, he suddenly loosened his shoulders, regained his composure, and nodded to Ah Qing:
"Ah Qing, don't hide it, tell the truth."

"The truth? What the truth!" Liu Zilin, who was panting with red eyes, couldn't help frowning and paused for a moment.

Ah Qing was also stunned.

Ouyang Rong said seriously: "Ah Qing, you forgot? Last time the old man gave you two gifts, one of which was given to me at dinner."

There was a sudden silence on the field.

"Where is the other one?" Liu Zilin was ecstatic.

"Master, what are you talking about, I don't understand, the old uncle is not..."

With a firm tone, Ouyang Rong interrupted directly:

"Silly girl, there's nothing to hide, didn't you let me choose last time, I thought this paper flower was too cheap, so I didn't want it, and took away another thing that looked expensive.

"Now that I think about it, I don't have any sword art, so why hide it?"

"Ouyang Lianghan, you are so greedy!" Liu Zilin laughed angrily.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and said embarrassedly to Liu Zilin:

"That thing, I really didn't expect it to be a 'pretend' of Ding Jian, sorry to interrupt your plan.

"Also, calm down, don't look around suspiciously, my little junior sister is not here. Don't waste time, let Ah Qing go right away, I'll take you there, I'll take her hostage, you should believe me this time."

Liu Zilin frequently looked sideways at the woods behind Ouyang Rong, but now he retracted his gaze, narrowed his eyes, and quickly calmed down.

"Where is it?" he asked.

"It's in... an underground palace."

Ouyang Rong chuckled.

"I'll take you."

(End of this chapter)