Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 553 I'm here to kill you and make a river of blood flow
The five people from the Qishan faction showed no expression on their faces. The feminine man dressed in foreign clothes raised his eyebrows and chuckled. The three people with bamboo branches embroidered on their collars just glanced behind them and continued to drink and whisper. However, the man and woman in the innermost corner reacted a little violently.

The woman had chestnut hair with a few strands braided into small braids that hung behind her ears. The middle part spread out like a waterfall. Her eyes were not black and white, but brown pupils. Her exotic look was even stronger than the androgynous foreign man mentioned above.

Opposite her sat a fat man wearing a very loose robe. He took up the space of two people. He had short and thick hands, a flat head, a round belly, and thick lips like volcanic stone sausages just out of the oven.

At this time, the woman had stood up, her face full of anger, but she slowly sat back down at the fat man's kind smile and gaze, picked up the cup and took a sip of wine, occasionally glancing fiercely at the back of the young man in green, seeming to be very unhappy with his abusive behavior towards the maid, but it was only because he was away from home that it was inconvenient to teach him a lesson.

She suppressed her emotions and chose not to show up, but someone couldn't stand it. With the sound of footsteps slowly coming up the stairs, a young man of about 22 or 23 walked out from the stairs. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes, had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a straight and well-proportioned figure, an elegant moustache on his chin, and held a paper fan with a picture of a lady enjoying the cool air in his hand. He was truly suave and gentle.

This person did not sit at the empty table, but walked straight to Chu Pingsheng who was also holding a folding fan, and said with a bow, "My dear brother, when I went upstairs just now, I heard you scolding the maid for not knowing etiquette, and asked her to kneel down and admit her fault in public. Isn't this family rule a bit too much?"

"Then I wonder what you think is the right way to do it?"

Chu Pingsheng didn't move, didn't even raise his head, picked up the glass, and drank the wine that Fu Junyu had just filled in one gulp.

"Girls are generally weak and sensitive, not as strong as boys. In my opinion, unless it is an unforgivable and irreparable mistake, it is best to scold and punish them in the mansion or in an environment without outsiders."

“That’s a good suggestion, very good.”

Swish.

Chu Pingsheng opened his folding fan, and on the outside side was written a poem, which was Cao Cao's "Viewing the Sea".

"But... it's none of your business."

The foreign woman who was having dinner with the fat man at the back frowned and looked unhappy. She originally thought that he was not hopeless after hearing him say "good suggestion, very good", but who would have thought that the greeting he said next made her very angry and felt like he was scolding her.

The young man in brocade clothes was not annoyed, and still said with a smile as warm as spring breeze: "I am sorry for being so rude."

"of course."

Chu Pingsheng was not polite: "This is a place for you to eat, not a place for you to point fingers and meddle in other people's business."

The young man in brocade clothes smiled and bowed, then turned and walked towards the empty table. However, he stopped after taking two steps and turned back to say, "Look at your attire, you must be from a wealthy family. Since this girl is a servant, I wonder if you can give her up? I promise to satisfy you financially, how about that?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, you are indeed a sentimental gentleman. Seeing a beautiful woman being tortured and humiliated, I can really empathize with her and feel extremely distressed."

"Eh." Hou Xibai's expression changed. He looked up and down carefully, and there was a hint of unrestrained arrogance in his eyes: "Do you know me?"

"More than just knowing you." Chu Pingsheng laughed: "The five people at the table behind you are from the Qishan School. The three people with bamboo branches embroidered on their collars are from the Fengtang of the Bamboo Flower Gang. The foreign young man in front, if I'm not mistaken, should be Tuoba Yu, the second disciple of Wu Zun Bi Xuan..."

When the names "Qishan Sect" and "Zhuhua Gang" were mentioned, the expressions of the parties concerned only changed slightly. However, when the three words "Tuoba Yu" came out, the foreign man who was originally drinking by himself grabbed the flying claw behind his back and looked over with a gloomy face.

Regardless of whether it was the Qishan School, the Zhuhua Gang, Hou Xibai, or the fat man and the foreign woman at the table in the back, their expressions changed suddenly.

Tuoba Yu, the second disciple of Martial Master Bi Xuan...

Doesn't this mean that DTZ is also coveting Yang Gong's treasure house?

Chu Pingsheng never stops talking until he is shocked: "The fat man behind me who loves to take a bath is one of the eight great masters of the Demon Sect, the leader of the Tianlian Sect, An Long. The woman opposite him is probably Miss Lian Rou, the daughter of the Western Turkic master Yun Shuai."

After saying this, the two people behind stood up at the same time, with the same expression as Tuoba Yu, looking in shock at the guy who revealed the secret. Their hearts were beating fast, they clearly didn't know him, so how could he tell their origins?

Fu Junyu is a Goryeo assassin and doesn't know much about the martial arts masters in the Central Plains, but he does know that the Bamboo Flower Gang is in the Yangzhou area, the Qishan School is active in Gansu, the DTZ represented by Wu Zun is in the north, the Western Turks represented by Yun Shuai are in the west, and the demonic Tianlian Sect is entrenched in Bashu.

The second floor of this small Zuixianju actually includes powerful figures from all over the world. This shows how much trouble the news of Yang Gong's treasure house in Chang'an caused.

Hou Xibai's face was no longer as relaxed and natural as before, but became extremely solemn, because from the expressions of An Long, Tuoba Yu, Lian Rou and others, the judgment of the man in green was completely correct.

"Brother, you have such a keen eye, you must be an extraordinary person. May I ask your name?"

"The flower-picking gentleman, Chu Pingsheng."

Flower picking dude?

Chu Pingsheng?
This name...

Hou Xibai racked his brains but couldn't find the name "Chu Pingsheng" in his memory.

"Humph, don't listen to his nonsense. What do you mean by flower-picking young master Chu Pingsheng? He is clearly Chai Shao from the Chai family in Luoyang."

Just then, a voice came from the stairs, and a man in his early twenties, wearing a gray brocade gown, with high brows and a strong and fierce figure, came up the stairs with two arrogant followers and came in front of everyone.

"Because you were involved in Wang Shichong's rebellion, you were banished to the cold palace by the Empress Dowager. Chai Shao, it must be unpleasant to be in the cold palace. After all, you are just a dog raised by the Empress Dowager. When she is happy, she will reward you with a bone, and when she is unhappy, she will kick you out of the house. Do you really think you are the most important person?" These were his true words, and also the consensus of the Li family in Chang'an. Even Li Yuanji and Li Jiancheng were discussing this matter behind their backs. If the Chai family had clung to the Li family instead of Yang Guang last year, how could they have ended up like this today?

Can only say it deserves it.

Hou Xibai glanced at the visitor, then turned to look at Chu Pingsheng, who was sitting in front of the dining table without moving. After all, Chai Shao's name has been very famous recently. With his mediocre skills, he has come up with so many operations that can affect the current situation. This is really unique in the world.

"Are you really the son of Duke Qiao of Luoyang, Chai Shao, Marquis of Xiping County?"

Chu Pingsheng pushed the wine glass in front of Fu Junyu and watched her pour the wine from the pot. This time she did not make a mistake and filled the glass to the brim before saying slowly, "Well, that's right."

His answer was a bit reluctant, but no matter what, it was certain that he was Chai Shao, the guy who had a deep grudge with Li Shimin. Now he actually came to Chang'an alone. Not to mention anything else, just his courage is truly admirable.

Chu Pingsheng said calmly: "If I'm not mistaken, you are from the Li family. Only the Li family can recognize my origins so quickly when I pass through the city gate."

The man who came later said coldly: "Li Daoyan."

"Hehe, the son of that Li Shentong..." Chu Pingsheng turned the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

The word "stupid" completely infuriated Li Daoyan.

"court death!"

He strode forward and grabbed Chu Pingsheng by the collar.

However, a faint voice came out: "Kill him."

The words were addressed to the woman wearing a veiled hat.

Qiang~
There was a crisp sound, and the sword flashed and chopped off Li Daoyan's head.

Speaking of martial arts, as the son of Li Shentong, his level is naturally not low. However, he never expected that Chai Shao came to Chang'an City, right under the nose of the Li family, and dared to order his servants to kill him.

Fu Junyu had his own little thoughts. Although the sword seemed ruthless, he actually held back. With Li Daoyan's level, he could have avoided it as long as he focused on dodging. But for some reason, the sword that was supposed to cut diagonally downwards deviated to the left and cut in at a very tricky angle.

what……

Amid the screams, a bright red color rose into the air.

Li Daoyan was not dead, but his left ear and a palm-sized piece of scalp were shaved off from the top of his head, and his head was covered in blood, which was very scary.

pat.

There was an extra object on the dining table between Lianrou and Anlong. It was bloody and had black hair on it, mixed with the pork head meat cut into strips on the plate. The Persian beauty felt her stomach churning and she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

Hou Xibai was stunned. He didn't expect that the young lady who had just knelt down to admit her mistake was such an excellent swordsman and her attacks were extremely ruthless.

Fu Junyu was also stunned, but because the white gauze under the veil covered his facial expression, no one could grasp his thoughts.

She clearly held back, and Li Daoyan's reaction was not slow either. This attack should not have hurt him, but someone tricked her and used her sword to cut off Li Daoyan's ear.

Who is it? Who did it?
Tuoba Yu? An Long? Or Hou Xibai? All three of them are better at martial arts than her.

She turned her head to look at this and that, with a bunch of question marks in her mind.

The people from the Qishan School and the Bamboo Flower Gang were livid, because there was no doubt that this matter had become a big deal. Li Daoyan was the son of Li Shentong, and Li Shentong and Li Yuan were cousins. Chai Shao's people stabbed Li Daoyan in the street, and the Li family would never let it go. What if they were implicated as well?
"Chai Shao, go to hell!"

Li Daoyan covered his ears and pointed at Chu Pingsheng: "Kill him!"

In fact, he didn't need to give any orders, as the two followers had already drawn their swords and slashed at Fu Junyu.

Chu Pingsheng flipped the table and said coldly: "Kill all three of them. If you can't do it, our agreement will be invalid, and you can forget about the antidote for the life and death talisman."

Having said that, Fu Junyu knew that he was really angry, so he also went all out. Thinking that if he provoked the Li family, he would naturally have Chai Shao to deal with him, so why bother with so many things? He did not hold back and used the Yi sword technique. After two moves, he stabbed the throat of one of the followers with his sword, and a few breaths later, he chopped off the head of another follower with his sword.

Li Daoyan's martial arts skills were not as good as those of Changsun Wuji and Pei Ji, so he was naturally no match for Fu Junyu, not to mention he was injured. Just when Hou Xibai was hesitating whether to separate the two of them, lest things get out of hand and affect his plan to rescue his master Shi Zhixuan, he heard the sound of clothes from the opposite side, and two figures rushed in from the second floor, one on the left and one on the right, slapping their palms.

Fu Junyu quickly turned around to resist, and the three palm forces collided in the air, making a popping sound.

Two against one, Fu Junyu was not strong enough, his blood was boiling, and he took several steps back. The white shirt under his veil was blown up by the strong wind, revealing his slightly pale face.

(End of this chapter)