Chapter 450

"How did you hurt it?"

Jiang Qing asked suspiciously.

Yang Xuan said casually, "maybe it was scratched by a branch, or it was scratched by grass. This little injury is all right......"

"You keep making it up!"

Jiang Qing stared. "In addition to my career abroad in the past two years, I also took surgery. The wound is definitely not scratched by grass or branches!"

Yang Xuan asked, "what did you say was scratched?"

"This......"

Jiang Qing was speechless for a moment, because she couldn't see the origin of the wound.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this wound is no different from ordinary sharp weapon scratch.

But Jiang Qing took surgery for two years and got her degree certificate.

This wound is very fine and smooth. Even the most sophisticated scalpel can't draw such a wound.

Suddenly Jiang Qing thought of something and said, "by the way, I'll tell you something very strange. You won't believe it."

"Just now I saw two people fighting in the woods, flying around like a martial arts film!"

"You just came over there. Did you see it?"

Yang Xuan waved his hand and said, "I think you are hallucinating and flying around. Where is it so evil? You must be dazzled."

After that, he got up and said, "I'll go back first. You'll have a rest early."

Yang Xuan felt guilty.

Fortunately, the light is dark tonight, otherwise it will be troublesome if Jiang Qing recognizes it.

Jiang Qing is also very confused.

Shouldn't that kind of flying scene appear in martial arts movies?

Are you really hallucinating?

And why did Yang Xuangang suddenly appear there?

Something's wrong with this boy. There must be a problem!

Jiang Qinggang was ready to speak. Yang Xuan had walked to the door and suddenly turned his head and said, "Oh, look at my memory. How can I forget it."

As he spoke, he took out a emerald jade pendant from his body.

The jade pendant is crystal clear, green and exquisite. It looks very beautiful!

"What is this?"

Jiang Qing wondered.

"A gift for you."

Yang Xuan smiled.

"Gift? For me?"

Jiang Qing is more and more confused.

Yang Xuan said with a faint smile, "you're going to have a birthday."

"I cut a piece of good material today and half made a bracelet."

"The other half made you a pendant."

"You like dog tail grass. It's very difficult to carve."

"So I spent more time. When I came back, I met martial law again, and I came back from the path."

"As a result, I met you there. See if you like it."

As he spoke, he stuffed the jade pendant into Jiang Qing's hand.

"It's getting late. Have a rest early. I'll go back to bed, too. Good night."

Yang Xuan finished and went out yawning.

"Thank you..."

Jiang Qing's eyes are red and her nose feels sour.

But there was a very happy smile on his lips.

It turned out that he delayed so long today just to carve a dog tail grass pendant for himself.

It turned out that he remembered his birthday.

It seems that he has never had a birthday or received any birthday gifts since he can remember.

As soon as Yang Xuan walked out of the door, his face became dignified.

Back to the room, locked the doors and windows, and dialed Tianying.

"Check if there are any top powers in China recently!"

Yang Xuan asked in a deep voice.

Tianying heard that Yang Xuan's tone was not quite right and asked, "the top strong people I know are not in China except you. Wait, what happened?"

Yang Xuan frowned and said, "I just met a man who led me into the forest. I fought with him and almost lost my life!"

"What!"

The sky shadow exclaimed, "how many of them?"

In Tianying's view, Yang Xuan is an invincible existence in the world. No one can threaten him at all.

Even in the dark world, only a few people can compete with Yang Xuan.

But those top powers are not at home.

"Just one!"

Yang Xuanning said with a face, "he covered his face. I can't see his appearance clearly. It's a long sword!"

"The sword technique is very cunning and sharp. I can't find his ways at all, and it's very fast!"

"I didn't fight with him more than ten moves, but he got the upper hand. I almost didn't have any power to fight back in the whole process!"

"If I fight him for more than 300 moves, I have little chance of winning!"

"It's just strange that the man had the upper hand, but at the critical moment, he suddenly withdrew!"

The sky shadow startled, "it's incredible. I never thought there were such people in the world. Wait, do you want me to mobilize the xuanzi army immediately?"

Yang Xuan said, "no, that man doesn't seem to want my life, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy just now."

"You must not leak this matter, and do it secretly. What clues can you tell me first?"

"Yes, I understand!"

Hang up the phone, Yang Xuan lies on the chair, his eyes staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.

In this world, as he knows, there are only a few people who can compete with themselves alone.

Moreover, those people are all abroad now, and their methods are very different from those just now.

Who the hell is that man?

As Yang Xuan knows, the highest swordsmanship in the world is the lame old teacher father who taught him swordsmanship.

But the teacher and father have died for many years.

And even if the teacher's father is still alive, his sword skills are much worse than the man just now.

This is the first time Yang Xuan has felt crisis since returning home.

The scar on his arm was hurt by the man with sword Qi at a distance of three feet.

At that time, Yang Xuan had tried his best, but he still didn't resist the strong sword spirit of the other party.

Judging from the wound, the man's swordsmanship attainments can no longer be described.

No wonder Jiang Qing can't see the origin of the scar.

Even the most sophisticated instruments in modern science can't do the trauma caused by sword Qi refining to a certain level.

Sword Qi, scars

Suddenly, Yang Xuan seemed to think of something. He quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Xia Jingguan, it's me. Let me ask you something."

Yang Xuan said, "how's the investigation of the sword killing case you were responsible for last time?"

Yang Xuan suddenly remembered that Xia Wanxin was investigating a case last time, and the murderer also hurt people with sword Qi.

Although the wound on the deceased's body at that time was far less than that on Yang Xuan's arm, they seemed to have a lot in common.

"It's still under investigation. Recently, there have been several similar deaths in southern Yunnan. I'm investigating here now."

Xia Wan said, "why, do you have any clues over there?"

Yang Xuan said, "what did you just say? Southern Yunnan? Are you also in southern Yunnan now?"

"Well, I've been here for more than half a month."

"I'm also in southern Yunnan. Send me a position and I'll come right away!"