The first arrest of martial arts

Chapter 35 Meeting Dangerously
In the yard, Yan Lixing was practicing.

Holding the Zhantie sword in his hand, he stabbed obliquely and flew up and down, his figure wandered around, with an indescribable aura.

"Heart Piercing Sword", "Killing Sword"... the proficiency of the two martial arts is constantly increasing.

Yan Lixing's face was calm and his eyes were sharp. While practicing martial arts, he was still thinking about what happened during the day.

"Pei Jinzhi...what on earth does he want to do?"

The edge of the sword swept across, making a howling sound of the sword, and rolled up a cloud of dust.

"Let me take the position, and send two people to restrict me..."

"Falling Leaf Body Technique" moves and turns, leaps lightly, and flashes back and forth in the courtyard without a trace of strong wind.

"Do you want to control me...or do you want to get something from me!"

A sword was thrust forward quickly, and it happened to be nailed to a locust tree in front of a yard. The tip of the sword sank more than two inches. Yan Lixing's figure froze, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes instantly.

His IQ is not low, and he has previous life experience. Some of these things, with the clues of the antecedent and follow-up, he can speculate.

When Pei Jinzhi first came, he didn't suspect anything when he went to the Samsung Gang.

When it came to Pei Jinzhi's attitude towards him today, Murongqing suddenly appeared, asked him a question, shook his head and left.

Especially the last sneer made him remember deeply.

Among them, there is definitely a purpose.

May I ask Pei Jinzhi that he has so many cronies, if he wanted to, he could send any cron to manage the six-door stronghold in Hengshui County, why did he choose a black-clothed policeman whom he only met twice to take the top position?

These places that are easy to overlook, after today's events, a little attention can be found in the suspicious points.

Pulling out the Zhantie sword, Yan Lixing thought for a moment, put the Zhantie sword back into its sheath, he planned to go out once, so he should ask Murongqing for clarification.

These doubts have been lingering in my heart, which is very unpleasant.

……

Ship to the inn.

When Yan Lixing came to the door, the door of the inn was closed and closed.

Standing in front of the inn, Yan Lixing held the Zhantie sword and looked around. People were in a hurry on the street, and no one paid attention to him.

"The inn is really closed."

At first, Yan Lixing thought that what Murong Qing said was false, but he didn't expect that the Yunlai Inn was really closed.

I took two shots, but no one responded.

"Push the door and come in, I knew you would come."

Just when Yan Lixing was about to leave, a voice came out from the inn, it was Murongqing's voice.

Yan Lixing, who had just walked out, paused, turned around and opened the door to enter.

After pushing open the door, there was a sound of 'Young Master', and someone was already waiting inside.

Inside the inn, it had already been restored to its original appearance. The tables, chairs, and benches were neatly arranged. A young man dressed like a mistress stood aside, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Little boy, let him come up to the second floor."

On the second floor of the inn, Murong Qing's voice came again.

The young man dressed as a mistress heard this, and raised his hand to signal Yan Lixing.

"My lord, please."

Yan Lixing frowned slightly, this mistress is not simple, and his skill is by no means ordinary.

Nodding slightly, Yan Lixing walked up to the second floor of the inn.

In a room, the door was open, Yan Lixing walked in without thinking much.

Inside, Murong Qing, dressed in white, turned her back to him, poured wine and toasted, and said calmly.

"come in."

Yan Lixing walked in unceremoniously, sat beside Murongqing, and put down the Zhantie sword in his hand.

"You knew I was coming?"

"I know your character well, and I always have to figure it out in the face of doubts and conspiracies, so you will definitely come, and I am waiting here specially, don't you think you have come?"

Murong Qing took a sip of the wine in the glass and said lightly.

"You know me very well, yes, in the face of such a thing, I must figure it out."

Yan Lixing snorted coldly.

"So, are you going to tell me?"

"Is that all you want to know?"

Murong Qing shook the small wine glass with her slender hand, and said.

"Did I tell you that except for some necessary things, I will not give you answers."

After Yan Lixing heard this, his face darkened slightly, and said.

"Then you are waiting for me here again?"

"I'm waiting for you. I didn't say I would give you an answer. You have to do some things by yourself, and you have to break some situations by yourself. Haven't you noticed that your original intention has gradually changed, and you lack the original intention? The kind of courage to calmly break the situation in the face of everything..."

As Murong Qing said, she slowly stood up and stared at him.

"The improvement of one's own force is certainly important, but in this dangerous arena, the most important thing is here."

Murong Qing pointed to her head and chuckled lightly, like a sarcasm.

"You have to think about Pei Jinzhi yourself, find out the truth by yourself, and break the situation yourself. Otherwise, you will never grow up, and you might as well die."

The latter words were spoken so bluntly that Yan Lixing's heart shuddered, and the way he looked at Murongqing changed.

It's getting harder and harder to see through each other.

"I asked you to come up today because I want to say something like this to you. Remember, your life..."

When Murong Qing said this, her tone paused.

"My life, how about it."

Yan Lixing frowned and asked.

"Little boy, see off the guests!"

Murong Qing spoke directly.

Behind the door, a young man dressed as Xiao Er appeared, came in and bowed to Murongqing, then came to Yan Lixing's side and said.

"My lord, please."

Not one iota, not one iota of explanation.

Yan Lixing was about to say something, but Murongqing said in a cold voice first.

"Needless to say, leave now."

With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind blows him out of the house, and with another wave, the door of the room closes.

The one with him is still a child.

"My lord, please."

Yan Lixing turned his head and looked at this little boy impatiently, why he only said this, "please, my lord".

Immediately, he remembered something and roared towards the door.

"My sword..."

From the gap in the door, a sword flew out in an instant, and Yan Lixing caught it casually. It was the Iron-Chopping Sword he brought.

"Leave now!"

Murong Qing's voice seemed very hasty, which made Yan Lixing puzzled. He was pulled by the boy beside him, and went directly into a house, jumped out of the window, and landed on the street below, causing many Attention pedestrians.

"Why..."

Yan Lixing asked subconsciously, and the little boy beside him spoke concisely.

"dangerous."

"Danger?"

Yan Lixing thought, he didn't feel any danger.

However, hearing Murong Qing's hasty voice, and the reaction of the little boy in front of him, I am afraid that there is really some danger far beyond his estimation.

"I'll take you back."

The little boy said.

After he finished speaking, he was transported to the second floor of the inn. In the room where Murong Qing was staying, the door was slammed open by a gust of wind. Murong Qing, who was holding the wine glass, slowly put it on the table.

"Since you're here, why bother to play tricks and just show up?"

(End of this chapter)