square inch kill

Chapter 180 My name is Mu Qiu!

The rain beats the duckweed, and the fragrance of the lotus flutters in the wind.

The woman sat quietly on the bow of the boat with her qin in her arms, her thoughts drifted farther and farther away, and for a while, she didn't even notice the rain falling on her body.

"Miss, let's go back to the cabin, it's raining." Holding up an oil-paper umbrella, he walked to the woman, held an umbrella for her, and said softly.

"Luoer, tell me, will there be any results from our trip?" Quietly watching the drizzle fall, the woman's face was a bit lonely, and one couldn't help feeling pity.

"After all, we are members of the Yinyue Sect, and our attitude is so low. Even for the face of the Sect Master, he doesn't dare to make things too difficult. He is just the grandson of an outer elder from the Demon Sect. Is it true? Do you think it's the successor of the Demon Lord?" Pouring her lips, Luo Er snorted dissatisfiedly.

"I hope so." Thinking of the suzerain's weak temper, the woman sighed in a daze, and immediately asked, "Is that person awake?"

"Miss, we are too busy with our own affairs, and you are still thinking about others." Mentioning this, Luo Er immediately patted her cute little head and said dissatisfied.

"Saving people to the end, left and right is just a matter of convenience. It's really cold after the rain. Go and have a look, make some ginger soup and send it to him. When he wakes up, let him drink some to drive away the cold." Shaking her head, the woman said softly.

"Uncle Shun said that he might also be a cultivator, a little cold doesn't matter."

"Looking at his appearance, he must have been seriously injured, otherwise he wouldn't have fallen into the water. Since we saved him, it's fate, so we can't let it go. You should work harder." Patting Luo Er's hand, the woman said softly.

"Okay, okay, I can't say no to Miss." After stomping her feet, Luo Er finally couldn't hold back her own lady, turned around and walked towards the back cabin.

Holding the sword in his hand, Fangcun was sweating profusely, and his head was still aching. The seven cuts of the Emperor Sword were too mysterious. Even after he had just comprehended the first cut, Fangcun already felt a little exhausted.

Consciousness slowly recovered, and Fang Cun suddenly realized that he seemed to have passed through the space channel, so... where is this?

"Hey, are you awake?"

Fang Cun had just stood up with the help of the bed when he saw a girl whom the servant girl was going to open open the door and came in, he couldn't help being slightly startled.

"Hey, did you listen to me?" Rolling his eyes, Luo Er said dissatisfiedly.

"It was you who saved me?" Fang Cun's mind was so sensitive, he reacted in an instant, and asked tentatively.

"It's my lady who has a kind heart and ordered someone to fish you out of the lake." With a snort, Luo Er waved her hand impatiently, "You wait, miss is afraid that you will catch the cold, let me prepare some for you. Ginger soup, I'll bring it."

Without waiting for Fang Cun to answer, Luo Er left the back cabin.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Fang Cun immediately opened the door and walked out. With his current strength, he is not afraid of the cold.

The drizzle was blowing with the wind, with a little chill, but also a bit hazy.

Putting his hand lightly on the Emperor Sword, Fang Cun sighed softly, not caring about the drizzle, and walked slowly towards the bow.

Fang Cun was not worried about Wang Xiaoxue, with Xiaoyaozi around, nothing would go wrong, and Fang Cun had never been the kind of guy who loves sons and daughters, is heroic and short-tempered.

Just thinking of the unfathomable imperial power of the Necromancer Emperor, I can't help but feel a little depressed. What I said at the beginning was impassioned, but in fact, it would be pure nonsense to say that there is no pressure.

Shaking his head and getting rid of these thoughts, Fang Cun put his mind on the situation in front of him!
Although it was night, the lotus flowers in the lake could already be seen, and the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River was impressive. This kind of environment has never been seen in the northern region.

For a while, the situation was somewhat unclear.

"Hey, are you awake?"

Suddenly, Fang Cun heard a pleasant voice from the front, looked up, but saw a woman in white holding a piano in her hand, sitting quietly on the bow, with a middle-aged man holding an umbrella beside her.

The woman is about twenty years old, she is the most beautiful age, although there is a trace of worry on her face, she still does not lose her elegance, sitting in the rain holding the piano like this, she looks graceful.

"Thank you, Miss, for saving me!" Thoughts flashed through his mind, Fang Cun guessed the identity of the other party, and bowed slightly.

"Master, you don't need to be so polite, it's just a matter of raising your hands." Shaking her head, the woman said softly, "It's already autumn, the weather is a bit cold, and it's raining again. You are injured, so let's go back to the cabin first."

"A little bit of rain, it's okay." He shook his head with a chuckle, and put the trial on the middle-aged man. He could see through the opponent's strength at a glance, but it was just the peak of innate talent.

Not to mention the hidden aura of the Emperor Sword, even without the Emperor Sword, with the opponent's strength, he can see through his own reality.

"Oh, why did you come here!" Holding the ginger soup, Luo Er immediately saw Fang Cun and his young lady at the bow of the boat, snorted angrily, and then came over, "Here is the ginger soup."

Slightly startled, Fang Cun took the ginger soup with a smile and drank it down in one gulp. Although he didn't really need this, such a friendship cannot be overthrown.

"Why don't you go back to the cabin? If you catch the cold again, don't think about me making ginger soup for you again." Luo Er snorted dissatisfiedly, staring at Fang Cun.

"Dare to ask Miss, where is this place?" Ignoring Luo Er's reminder, Fang Cun pondered for a moment and asked softly.

"Qingzhou Mansion, this is Jingyue Lake, don't you know it?" Luo Er replied before the woman could answer.

"Qingzhou Mansion..." Hearing this name, Fang Cun couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Isn't that what the ancient place names were called in the previous life?

After thinking for a while, Fang Cun said softly, "Is this Zhongzhou?"

"Of course, Qingzhou Mansion itself is one of the most prosperous four mansions in Zhongzhou, don't you know that?" Looking at the square inch curiously, Luo Er asked in puzzlement.

The corners of his mouth were raised lightly, but Fang Cun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In Zhongzhou, the Necromancer Sword Shattering the Void actually opened up a space passage leading directly to Zhongzhou. This strength, even from a hostile point of view, has to be admired.

"Isn't the young master from Zhongzhou?" Looking up at Fang Cun with some doubts, the woman asked in puzzlement.

"I haven't asked the young lady's name yet." With a slight smile, Fang Cun asked instead without answering.

"Master, just ask me to hold the qin." Seeing Fang Cun's reluctance to say it, the woman was inconvenient not to ask, and replied softly, "What's your name, Master?"

"Me, my name...Mu Qiu!" Frowning slightly, Fang Cun replied with a light smile.

"We're about to dock ahead, and Baoqin still has something to do, please let the young master disembark in front." There was no intention of further discussion, Baoqin bowed slightly, but directly issued the order to evict guests.

"That's it, I would like to thank Miss." Nodding slightly, Fang Cun took a step back and turned back towards the cabin.

Fang Cun is very clear, for this woman, he is just a passerby, and there is no need to have too much contact, it is enough to know that this is Zhongzhou, the rest is just to take a step to see.

Now the news must have not spread to Zhongzhou. However, the projection of the Necromancer Emperor appeared and he chose himself as the successor of the Emperor Sword. His original identity is no longer suitable for use.

Whether it is the Seven Killing Sword Code or the Yujian Jue, which may cause doubts, it is best not to use it. In this way, apart from the inheritance of the Emperor Sword, the one that I am most suitable to use is Wuying Sanren's Ba Ji San hands up.

Mu Qiu's identity was just right for him to use.

Anyway, apart from Wang Xiaoxue, the only ones who really knew about Mu Qiu's death were Gao Jianfei and Huiyan.

"Hey, who let you into the main cabin."

I was thinking about something in my heart, but I didn't pay attention for a while, and I subconsciously entered the main cabin. When Luo Er shouted, it was too late.

"Sorry!" Backed out with a little embarrassment, Fang Cun bowed impressively.

"It's okay, the back cabin is a little damp, so it's better for you to stay in the main cabin." Waving his hand to stop Luo Er's words, he said softly while holding the piano.

After thinking about it, I didn't insist on going back to the back cabin when I was too small. I bowed slightly and stepped into the main cabin again.

"Who the hell is brazenly staying in the main cabin? That's where the young lady lives. How can anyone let people in here?" Luo Er muttered dissatisfied.

"Forget it, Luo Er, judging by Mr. Mu's temperament, he is also a person of extraordinary status. I'm afraid he won't be used to staying in the back cabin. Anyway, he's about to land, so let him go." Shaking his head, he didn't hold the piano. Not caring, she quietly turned her eyes to the distance again.

"This Mr. Mu should also be a congenital master. It's not wrong for Miss to treat each other with courtesy." Nodding slightly, Uncle Shun said softly, "I just don't know who Mr. Mu is, and whether I can help you?"

"Uncle Shun, we just met him by chance, how can we drag him down, it's a matter of magic, don't be careless."

"What happened to meet by chance? Miss saved his life." Luo Er retorted dissatisfied.

"That's enough, Luo Er, we saved him just as a favor, how can we repay him with favor? Besides, it's about the elders of the Demon Sect. One bad move will cost him his life. How can we let him take risks with us? "He lowered his face and scolded, holding the piano and said seriously, "Don't say such things in the future, do you hear me?"

"Okay, okay, I just listen to Miss." She pouted and turned her face away, but Luo Er did not disobey the words of hugging Qin after all.

Sighing lightly, Uncle Shun shook his head and said, "Miss is still so kind-hearted, but with such a temperament, it is easy to suffer in the end."

"Be kind, isn't it good?" Looking at the lotus in the lake, Baoqin said softly, a little absent-minded.

The drizzle was still pattering, but they didn't know that they were holding the qin, but Fangcun, who was in the cabin, listened to their conversation verbatim.

"Demon Gate... Interesting, it seems that my identity is really pretending to be right."

(End of this chapter)