I hang up and lie flat in the world of martial arts

Chapter 119 Uninvited
Gao Jie walked into the room, came behind Qi Xuan, first called "Four Young Masters" respectfully, then his eyes fell on Zhao Lingyue, seeing him smiling and nodding to him, he quickly lowered his head.

Qi Xuan asked without looking back: "From last night to this morning, has anything related to martial arts happened in Ning'an Mansion?"

Gao Jie's voice was deep and clear: "Yes!"

"A house in the south of the city was flooded, and a family of 21 were killed in the flames."

"The male owner of this family is surnamed Zheng and named Huaisheng. He once made a name for himself in the south of the Yangtze River with a set of 36-way Fiery Saber Technique."

"A drowned male body was found in the middle of the river, and it has been identified as Yang Jin of the Changxing Gang's 'Langlifei'."

"Also, early this morning, the old bustard from Chunxiang Building went to the government office to report the case, saying that a monk died of wind on the bed immediately."

"Zhang Hu took the head and took people there, and found out that it was true, and he also recognized the monk...it is Pu Hong from Shaolin."

……

Three cases, 23 lives.

The identities of these people, and their respective methods of death...

Four words suddenly appeared in Qi Xuan's mind.

Killing hearts.

As for Zhao Lingyue, who sat opposite Qi Xuan and listened the whole time, her eyes were slightly lowered, and there was a slight smile on her lips.

Qi Xuan took a deep breath, then waved for Gao Jie to back off.

The woman in front of her is not just an out-of-the-ordinary behavior as everyone said.

And... ruthless.

After Gao Jie left, Qi Xuan said in a deep voice: "Pu Hong is a guest invited by your second uncle, and he is a Shaolin disciple."

Qi Xuan had never heard of Zheng Huaisheng and Yang Jin.

But Pu Hong, he still remembered.

One of the three masters invited by Zhao Wuji in the Xiaoxiang Hall before.

He is a disciple of Fa Cheng, the head seat of the Shaolin Dharma Hall, and his martial arts cultivation is not considered weak.

"So what about Shaolin?" Zhao Lingyue raised her brows lightly, her words could not hide the chill, "I have no way to teach my disciples, so don't I have the face to come to my door?"

Then she looked at Qi Xuan's solemn eyes, and couldn't help shaking her head and chuckling: "Don't you think I killed Puhong and threw him into Chunxiang Tower?"

"It can't be the brothel that the great monk went to by himself?" Qi Xuan still prefers to believe that this is Zhao Lingyue's murderous act.

Seeing that Zhao Lingyue laughed and said nothing, he felt a little uneasy.

No way!
He didn't believe in Puhong's character,
It's Chunxiang Building... the grade is really a bit low.

"The taste of this master Puhong... is indeed somewhat unique." Zhao Lingyue lightly parted her lips, "When I found him, he was with the old bustard..."

Fuck!a plant.

Qi Xuan was speechless.

Sure enough, the world is full of wonders.

Then he looked at Zhao Lingyue with sympathy.

She must have encountered some disgusting scene!
Zhao Lingyue seemed to have the ability to read minds, she quickly gave Qi Xuan a blank look, and then said quietly: "Although Pu Hong was invited by Zhao Wuji, what happened last night has nothing to do with Zhao Wuji."

"Behind Puhong and the others, there are others supporting them."

It wasn't Zhao Wuji!
Seeing Zhao Lingyue's determined face, Qi Xuan was a little surprised.

I thought it was a family property dispute within the Zhao family, but I didn't expect that there was something else hidden.

That being the case, Qi Xuan decided to shut up and stop asking the bottom line.

Qi Xuan even felt that he should stay away from this "little evil star".

It's just that I just collected the things yesterday, so it seems inappropriate to drive people away now.

"When three days come, let her go!" Qi Xuan thought to himself.

In terms of marriage, Qi Xuan thought about it, but if it was Zhao Lingxin, having a father-in-law like Zhao Wuji doesn't seem like a good thing!
As for the one in front of me...

Qi Xuan sighed lightly: "I hope it is true as you said, and don't bring me trouble."

And Zhao Lingyue just pursed her lips and smiled when she heard the words.

"Sometimes you don't cause trouble, but it doesn't mean that trouble won't come to you."

After finishing speaking, he took out something from his sleeve and put it on the table.

It's a pile of fabric folded together.

Qi Xuan watched, the piece of cloth seemed to be torn from the clothes.

Zhao Lingyue lifted the cloth, and a pea-shaped thing appeared in Qi Xuan's field of vision.

The surface of this thing is extremely uneven, but it can be roughly seen that it is a round sphere.

The overall color is yellowish, with a little rosy tinge.

Qi Xuan sniffed, but didn't smell anything strange.

"What is this?" He stretched out his hand curiously, squeezed it, and there was still a little elasticity!
At this time, Zhao Lingyue had a smile in her eyes: "This is the residue found in Zheng Huaisheng's stomach."

Qi Xuan's outstretched hand froze suddenly...

……

"Dong dong dong..."

"Who is it!"

The door "creaked" and opened a crack, and the impatient porter passed through the crack and saw a man in Tsing Yi standing outside.

"Who are you?" The concierge immediately frowned, "This is the mansion of Lord Tongzhi!"

But the man in Tsing Yi at the door smiled respectfully and said: "Brother, please be accommodating and tell my lady that the old owner invited her back!"

The concierge closed the door with a "bang" when he heard the words, and kept mumbling, "What miss, there is only one young master in our house!"

But as soon as he turned around, he bumped his head into his arms.

"Who the hell doesn't walk long..." The concierge was about to curse, but when he raised his eyes to see the face clearly, he immediately changed into a smiling face, "Senior Gao, why are you so busy..."

Gao Jie interrupted him directly, and said two words coldly from his mouth: "Open the door!"

The door of the Qi Mansion opened again, this time the gap in the door was just enough for a person to pass through.

Gao Jie came out and saw the man in green clothes waiting at the door with his hands in his hands, so he said, "Your lady said that after the guests in the village leave, she will naturally go back."

After saying that, he dodged back to the door.

The man in Tsing Yi outside suddenly showed a bitter expression, hesitated for a moment at the door, and finally left.

……

Seeing Gao Jie walk in again, Qi Xuan couldn't help but glance at Zhao Lingyue who was in the courtyard.

The people from Qianhu Villa have come to the door for the fourth time.

"Who sent this time again?" Qi Xuan asked before Gao Jie could stand still.

Gao Jie bowed and replied, "It's the old master Zhao."

Hearing that Zhao Luo sent someone to ask Zhao Lingyue to go back, Qi Xuan thought about it, then nodded to Gao Jie to tell Zhao Lingyue.

At this time, Zhao Lingyue was instructing Ziyun to practice martial arts in the courtyard of the courtyard.

My future wife is guiding my future concubine.

This picture, no matter how you look at it, feels weird.

and……

Qi Xuan looked at Zhao Lingyue with a cold eye, and touched Ziyun's slender waist with a smooth hand.

Small hands are not so clean!

After Gao Jie left, he said something to Zhao Lingyue.

Then Zhao Lingyue still had a smile on her face, and then said a few words to Ziyun.

Qi Xuan saw Zhao Lingyue walking into the room with Ziyun and Qingqing who was like a bug behind her.

Ziyun, who has been recuperated by Qi Xuan for a long time, is fine,
Qingqing, who had no cultivation base at all, was blushed by the cold wind, but her eyes were full of excitement.

Ziyun was similar, although she was out of breath, but the deep smile on her face already explained everything.

Qi Xuan thought unhappily: Zhao Lingyue just taught them a set of palm techniques...

But think carefully.

It seems that I haven't even taught Ziyun a single move.

I think it's too much trouble!
"Ziyun's internal strength is not bad." Zhao Lingyue took a sip of the tea Qingqing handed over, glanced at Qi Xuan with a smile in her eyes, and then said.

From her cultivation, it can be seen that Ziyun is still a blank slate in martial arts, and after a little thought, she can understand how her internal strength comes from.

Hearing this, Qi Xuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Your grandfather sent someone to invite you back."

"Guard Gao told me just now." Zhao Lingyue drank tea calmly.

Before Zhao Luo sent someone.

Zhao Wuji, Zhao Wuji's wife, and Zhao Lingxin.

They all sent people to invite Zhao Lingyue back to the village.

"Ziyun, go and see the back kitchen, how is the dinner preparation?" Qi Xuan asked suddenly.

Ziyun was startled when she heard the words, but then she understood instantly, and after a reply, she took Qingqing away with her.

After he and Zhao Lingyue were left alone in the room, Qi Xuanfang said, "Today is your father's death day."

"Ah."

With an understatement of "hmm", Qi Xuan couldn't help but look up at Zhao Lingyue one more time.

The expression on her face was still very calm.

"Since you have inherited the Zhao family's martial arts, why did the owner pass it on to your second uncle?" Qi Xuan asked in a deep voice.

"It was I who asked Grandpa to pass on the position of owner to Zhao Wuji." Zhao Lingyue paused, and then said, "I'm not very interested in Qianhu Villa."

Zhao Lingyue's answer was somewhat beyond Qi Xuan's expectations.

He has met Zhao Wuji.

Martial arts can be said to be quite mediocre.

No matter how you say it, Qianhu Villa is also a well-known power in the world of martial arts.

Even Zhao Wuji is good at management.

But for a person with low martial arts, sitting in this position is tantamount to suicidal.

and……

Qi Xuan watched Zhao Lingyue's attitude towards Zhao Wuji.

I usually don't even want to call my second uncle.

Can you still count on her to help you in a crisis?

Zhao Lingyue put down the teacup in her hand, and then smiled: "Zhao Wuji has been planning painstakingly for more than ten years, and the position of owner of the villa is also suitable for him."

Of course, this can only be heard.

Qi Xuan couldn't believe that Zhao Lingyue was such a generous person.

He recalled the unclear relationship between Feng Jiuqing and Zhao Wuji.

The future owner of the villa probably has a lot of secrets behind him.

Qi Xuan's eyes suddenly focused, and then he looked in the direction of the door.

Soon.

Boom, Boom, Boom...

Clear footsteps sounded outside the door.

Zhao Lingyue raised her head slowly, and also looked in the direction of the door.

"Lingyue, why don't you go back to Qianhu Villa?" The tall figure stood still at the door, and then a voice full of arrogance sounded.

It was aimed at Zhao Lingyue again.

Qi Xuanding looked around,

He is a middle-aged man with a majestic face, tall and tall, wearing a purple cloak, which looks full of extravagance.

From then on, as soon as the person appeared, his eyes fell directly on Zhao Lingyue.

When he saw Zhao Lingyue's snow-white hair hanging down from her shoulders, his thick eyebrows were furrowed together immediately, and a cold air suddenly exuded from his body.

"Kurong Gong..."

"Why don't you go find me on the first floor..."

"Sikong Xiang!" Zhao Lingyue interrupted the middle-aged man in a cold voice.

Her eyes were full of impatience: "It seems that you, a foreigner, can't intervene in the family affairs of our Zhao family!"

"Lingyue..." The man named Sikong Xiang was not annoyed when he heard the words, but continued in a harmonious voice, "Your mother is very worried about you."

"That's enough!" Zhao Lingyue's face grew colder, "Go back and tell Tao Yufei, after she leaves, I will naturally go back to Qianhu Villa."

Then he stared directly at the middle-aged man at the door with piercing eyes: "Hasn't it been like this for so many years?"

Sikong Xiang, Tao Yufei.

Qi Xuan had an impression of these two names.

He looked at the middle-aged man at the door, and seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more solidified, he smiled and said: "Lord Sikong, it's a bit... impolite to come uninvited!"

"You are..." The middle-aged man heard the words, his eyes moved slowly.

The young man reclined on the soft bed in the room, resting his head on one hand, looking at himself with a smile in his eyes in an extremely lazy posture.

A trace of anger flashed in Sikong Xiang's eyes, and then he asked coldly, "Who are you?"

Qi Xuan sat upright for a while, and then sighed softly: "Even if the owner of the first floor broke into the house without permission, he should give an explanation."

The current owner of the first floor, Sikong Xiang!
Sikong Xiang frowned slightly when he heard the words, he fixed his eyes on Qi Xuan for a while, and then said, "You are Qi Xuan?"

Before Qi Xuan could answer, the corners of Sikong Xiang's mouth suddenly curled up, and he continued: "I heard that Tang Tianque, who has already defeated Shaolin, once suffered in your hands."

Qi Xuan was not surprised, if he didn't even know this, then the first floor doesn't deserve to be called the first floor.

He smiled slightly, and didn't deny it: "It's all in the past, and it's not easy to use it now to rub the heat of the leader Tang."

Tang Tianque, who single-handedly defeated Shaolin, is now the top player in the world.

"It's a pity..." The smile on Sikong Xiang's face grew stronger, "You are not a swordsman, otherwise you will definitely have a place in this martial arts conference, and then we can have a good time with Tang Tianque."

What you said.

Tang Tianque didn't use a sword either!

Besides... are you sure you still have the first post to post?

Qi Xuan looked at Zhao Lingyue.

Excluding the eight cards that have already been issued, the first post of the remaining eight cards is not all in the hands of this woman.

As if feeling Qi Xuan's gaze, the chill on Zhao Lingyue's face instantly melted away, and she put on a knowing smile: "Lord Sikong, who said Qi Xuan would not participate in this martial arts conference."

"Lingyue, don't mess around." Sikong Xiang's expression froze, "This is the rule of the first floor for a hundred years."

"The first post is for those who are capable." Zhao Lingyue's voice resounded, "This is the rule of the first floor for a hundred years."

"What's more, I have all the eight first posts in my hand." Zhao Lingyue smiled, "It doesn't seem to be a problem if I give it to a dog."

"Lingyue!" Sikong Xiang suddenly shouted.

Then his face twitched slightly, and he said slowly, "It's because I pamper you too much!"

"Hmph!" The only answer to him was Zhao Lingyue's cold snort.

"Don't make a move." Zhao Lingyue's voice suddenly sounded beside Qi Xuan's ear.

Then he saw a majestic aura gushing out of the two of them instantly!
(End of this chapter)