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Chapter 57 Di Qinglin’s sword!
  Mr. Lan Da suddenly said: "Do you really believe that he will deliver what you want?"

Guo Dalu said: "His swords are all here with us. For a swordsman, isn't it the case that 'the sword is with the person, but the sword dies and the person dies'?"

Mr. Lan Da touched his Blue Mountain Ancient Sword and sighed: "People are different!"

Wang Huan suddenly said: "He will definitely not send this iron order willingly!"

Mr. Lan Da asked: "Why? Do you also know him?"

Wang Huan said: "Maybe I don't know him that well. But since he saw the token in my hand, he must know that the token in his hand is exactly the same as mine."

"Two identical items cannot be an accident or coincidence!"

Mr. Lan Da frowned and said, "He is a blind man. How does he know that your two tokens look exactly the same?"

Wang Huan said: "He is not blind."

Mr. Lan Da was suddenly shocked and fell into a long silence.

Guo Dalu said in surprise: "He is not blind? But when I look at his eyes, it is true."

Wang Huan said: "That's just him deliberately manipulating his eyes to pretend to be blind."

Guo Dalu shook his head again: "He doesn't seem to be pretending. His behavior and behavior, listening to the wind and arguing, don't seem to be pretending. Who can pretend to be blind and pretend like this?"

Wang Huan said: "Of course he can see it when he wants to see it. But most of the time he doesn't want to see it."

Guo Dalu said: "What does this mean? I am getting more and more confused."

Wang Huan said: "After a person has mastered a dazzling and mesmerizing swordsmanship, when he faces the enemy, whether he can see it or not, it is actually the same."

"If he can really see it, it might actually affect his strength!"

Guo Dalu said nothing, but Mr. Lan Da sighed: "I understand what you mean."

"Everyone's swordsmanship is different. Even if it is the same swordsmanship, if different people practice it, the effect will be quite different."

Mr. Lan Da said: "Ying Wuwu's swordsmanship was mediocre when he first debuted. He closed his eyes autistically and became blind, probably just to practice this swordsmanship!"

Wang Huan said: "So he will never send the iron order willingly."

Mr. Lan Da said: "Then why do you put him back?"

Wang Huan said: "Because I believe he really doesn't have this thing on him."

Mr. Lan Da said: "Do you really have to have this thing?"

Wang Huan said: "Yes!"

Mr. Lan Da actually laughed and said: "Hahaha, if I had obtained such a piece of weapon-making material back then, I would have desperately collected other materials to make a divine sword!"

Wang Huan said: "You don't think about it anymore?"

Mr. Lan Da said: "I have long planned to retire from the world. It's a pity that I am a 'Sword with Divine Eyes', and there will always be countless swordsmen who will challenge me and force me to take action!"

Wang Huan said: "You can go to a place. Although that place is poor, it is really suitable for retreat."

Mr. Lan Da asked: "Where?"

Wang Huan said: "Fugui Villa!"

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  Until now, Guo Dalu had never thought that Mr. Lan Da would actually promise to visit Fugui Villa for a period of time in the future.

Wang Huan said: "He is going to the villa as a guest, and soon someone will invite us to be his guests."

Guo Dalu said: "Who?"

The two people just said that someone was already here.

"Are they Wang Huan and Guo Dalu? The Marquis invites you two to visit the Marquis Mansion."

"You invite him to this noodle shop as a guest."

"I'm afraid the Marquis won't come. He won't come to such a shabby and dirty place."

Wang Huan said seriously: "Tell him, if you want to see poor people like us, you have to come to a place like this!"

He pointed to the noodle shop left by old man Zhang.

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  It's early morning.

The morning wind is a bit cool.

The noodle stall is still on the side of the road.

Old man Zhang left long ago.

He took the money given to him by Guo Dalu and flew away to other peaceful places.

If the small noodle stall remains in place, it is equivalent to being bought by Guo Dalu.

Wang Huan and Guo Dalu cooked beef noodles again at the noodle stall.

Guo Dalu's craftsmanship is by no means worse than that of Old Man Zhang. He quickly boils water, boils meat, and mixes soup. He only has to put the noodles into the water.

At this time, a large carriage drove over.

This road is originally a small road, but such a large carriage is crowded in the middle of the road. If there is a slight bump, the wheels will fall into the soil.

Fortunately, the driver was not an incompetent driver, and he gently drove the horse to slow down the horse so that it could barely brush against the cliffs on both sides of the road.

Guo Dalu praised: "What a good horsemanship!"

The groom showed no expression.

He didn't even smile.

The training he received must have been extremely strict! Even if others praise him, he must not have any fluctuations!
  The car stopped.

A man came out of the car.

This man was dressed in white clothes, spotless, with a strange and unique belt tied around his waist, making his whole body look like a sword!

A clean, sincere and supreme sword!
  He walked down and said only five words: "Wang Huan, Guo Dalu?"

It's not that he doesn't want to say more, it's that if he says one more word, his words will be stained with dust.

His words must also be clean and not stained with ashes.

It gave people the feeling that as long as he blew out a breath, it would be a pity if it was stained with the dust of the world.

The coachman looked at him with a look of surprise in his eyes. Although the coachman had been following him for a short time, when he left the Marquis Mansion early this morning, Di Qinglin seemed to have changed.

become different.

The driver couldn't tell what was different, but he was sure that it was different!

Wang Huan said slowly: "Di Qinglin?"

The man in white nodded.

Wang Huan said: "Are you really here?"

Di Qinglin said: "Why can't I come?"

Wang Huan said: "So you also come to this kind of noodle stall? Aren't you afraid of getting your white clothes dirty?"

Di Qinglin suddenly said something very strange: "I won't be soiled again."

Wang Huan said: "Huh?"

Di Qinglin said lightly: "I will indeed never be soiled by anything again."

What he said was incomprehensible.

But Wang Huan thought of a lot.

One of them is - it is said that Ying Wuwu and Di Qinglin's mother were close friends. In addition to being Di Qinglin's master, Ying Wuwu may also have another closer relationship with him.

——Has this relationship always been a stain on the life of "hereditary first class"? Make him feel dirty?
  ——Has it always been his inner demon?

Wang Huan asked: "Are you here to deliver the iron order?"

Di Qinglin said: "The iron order is in the sword practice room of the Hou Mansion. Please go and talk about it. The iron order will be given to you."

Wang Huan asked: "When will we go?"

Di Qinglin said: "If you are not in a hurry, you can do it tonight."

Wang Huan turned to Guo Dalu and asked, "Are you going?"

Guo Dalu said: "Of course I will go if you go."

Wang Huan said: "Then let's cook noodles."

Guo Dalu said: "Cooking noodles?"

Wang Huan said: "How can you have the energy to go if you don't eat enough?"

Just as we entered the water, another person came from a distance.

This person is the chief arrester of the state capital, the "Eagle Claw" Zhao Zheng who identified Wang Huan as the murderer!
  "You can't go anywhere! You can only come with me once, to the six-door prison!"

Di Qinglin saw this man and frowned inadvertently.

He asked Wang Huan: "Do you want to eat noodles?"

Wang Huan said: "Yes!"

He asked Guo Dalu again: "Do you want to cook noodles?"

Guo Dalu said: "Of course."

Guo Dalu asked him back: "Do you eat noodles?"

Di Qinglin said: "I won't eat it."

Zhao Zheng, riding a fast horse, has arrived.

Of course he knew Di Qinglin. When he saw Di Qinglin, his expression was like a fly seeing a flower and wanting to get close to it, but feeling that he was not worthy!

"Master Di, these two people are major criminals that the court is looking for!"

Di Qinglin said: "I know. But they want to eat noodles."

Zhao Zheng was stunned: "Eating noodles? Let them keep it on the execution ground and eat it later!"

Di Qinglin said: "They really want to eat noodles."

Zhao Zheng didn't quite understand what Di Qinglin meant.

Di Qinglin said: "If you take action, won't they be able to eat noodles?"

Zhao Zheng said proudly: "I'm afraid not many people can eat under my eagle claws!"

He grabbed it with his bare hands and grabbed it on the wooden table nearby. The tabletop clicked, and a big hole was dug out!
  Di Qinglin said: "The Eagle Claw Skill is very good, but if you use this skill on them, they will indeed not be able to eat noodles."

Zhao Zheng smiled and said: "The brothers nearby are already surrounding us. Not only can they not eat noodles, they may not even be able to drink soup!"

Di Qinglin said: "Yes, no one can eat noodles and draw a sword at the same time. Even if a master does that, the noodle soup will be too dirty, and then it will be impossible to drink."

When he said this, he suddenly dusted his white robe, as if it had been blown by the wind with a few grains of dust.

Zhao Zhengdao: "When the time comes, please give way, little Marquis, so as not to make you dirty."

Di Qinglin said: "It won't get dirty."

Zhao Zheng was stunned for a moment.

In the brief moment when he was stunned, Di Qinglin had drawn his sword!
  His sword was wrapped around his waist, a soft dragon sword!
  Chi!
  It rang only slightly.

The sword was drawn out quickly, and then taken back again!

Zhao Zheng's heart has a little more red mark!
  When the sword was retracted, Zhao Zheng's body began to bleed slowly.

His men also fell slowly.

he is dead.

Di Qinglin also slowly wiped the sword and then threw away the handkerchief.

His clothes are still very white and clean.

The driver's face still didn't have much expression, but his eyebrows could be seen trembling slightly. He was obviously trying to control his emotions.

Di Qinglin's face was just like him, without any expression. He was really calm.

"I will let you eat this bowl of noodles. He cooks the noodles and you eat the noodles. I kill people!"

(End of this chapter)