Chapter 37： Mr.'s vest

The fact that Lin Chuo was imprisoned in the Nine Sun Pagoda spread across the world like wings.

"Then Lin Qiu will die if he commits unrighteousness, and now he is sealed into the Nine Sun Pagoda by Sword Lord himself, it can be said to be dead and dead!"

"The Nine Sun Pagoda is only for people who are fierce and evil. I heard that the tower is full of bones, and blood can drown the whole person! Tsk tsk, I heard that Lin Qiu is a beautiful little lady despite his ten sins. What a pity, a pity!"

"Who told her to be too arrogant to climb high branches? If she marries me, even though life is a bit harder, will she be safe and secure? Just not be too greedy. No woman who loves vanity has a good end!"

"Rolling, Lin Qiu is a foundation-building monk no matter how bad he is. Can you look at your poor old gambler?! Alas, but she is really pitiful. Why would she insist on getting in between the sword master and the voiceless fairy? You don’t know, it’s just an excuse! Sword Lord is trying to make room for Fairy Voiceless!"

"real or fake!"

The discussion gradually lowered, and occasionally I could hear a few "man", "understand", "hehehehe".

Now, let’s not talk about the realm of comprehension, even in ordinary towns, this anecdote has become an afterthought.

"The Nine Sun Pagoda, each floor weighs nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine kilograms, pressing on the body, tusk, even if it is the body that has been repaired with the sword master, I am afraid it can't stand it! Alas, this person, We still have to be self-knowledge, like our flat-headed people, we should be down-to-earth and marry an honest woman to go home and have children instead of hiding that flower in the room, which will lead to disaster!"

The speaker was a lean man who was forty years away, and he was a businessman at first glance, his eyes flickering, and his words meant something.

Sitting across from him was a young man with an ordinary face.

Although he looks plain, there is a cold and noble air between the eyebrows and eyes of this person, who looks like a scholar and a swordsman.

"Mr. Zhuo, do you think I am right?" the shrewd man said again.

The young man called Mr. Zhuo glanced at him faintly, and when he put the tea cup in his hand, he got up and left.

"Hey, toast and not eat fine wine!" The middle-aged man patted the table heavily, and suddenly seven or eight brawny men hulked out behind him, surrounding the young man.

"Zhuo Jin, today I will put the words here! Your childhood sweetheart cousin Xu Ping'er, with the blue eyes of the Ma prince, is about to fly up to the branch and become a phoenix! If you know each other, you will be a treasure of gold and silver. You are indispensable! In the future, your cousin will eat fragrant and spicy food, and live the good life of the first class, and the prince will not treat you badly! If you don’t know each other, starting tomorrow, there will be no Mr. Zhuo in the primary school, only A broken leg!"

Zhuo Jin's expression was faint: "If I don't speak, you won't find her in this life."

The middle-aged man smiled darkly: "I interrupt your leg and hang you upside down on the old locust tree. Within three days, your cousin will come out obediently."

Zhuo Jin's complexion changed slightly.

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Go!"

Not far away, Liu Qingyin was already filled with righteous indignation, and the sword intent shook the dishes on the table.

Qin Yun pressed her hand and said in a low voice, "Let's take a look again."

Liu Qingyin's eyebrows frowned: "Didn't you just come to find this person to call? At this time, when you don't want to send charcoal in the snow, when will you have to wait?"

"Wait for snow." Qin Yunxi said in a deep voice.

Waiting for snow? The snow that gave charcoal in the snow?

Liu Qingyin was startled, and after a while, his eyes became complicated: "Big brother, you really have a heart."

Pain flashed in Qin Yunxi's eyes: "Scheming is nothing. In order to prevent the tragedy from repeating, I will do whatever it takes."

Liu Qingyin couldn't help but persuade again: "If those unfortunate things happen during the ascension, then we don’t want to ascend. Big brother, I don’t want to be immortal anymore, I just want to go back to the sect. , Happy to be with everyone-that is our home!"

"In the future you will understand my painstaking efforts." Qin Yunxi stopped looking at her and cast his gaze outside the teahouse.

Zhuo Jin had been thrown into the street. A group of strong men surrounded him with punches and kicks. He tried to resist, but he couldn't twist his thighs with his arms, and he was quickly dying.

The middle-aged man motioned to two strong men to stand him up, took the rough wooden stick handed by the doglegs behind him, walked forward with a strange smile, and swiped the heavy wooden stick that could break a pig’s skull. Slowly aimed at Zhuo Jin's kneecap.

"Zhuo Jin, I will ask you one last time. Where is Xu Ping'er? I slowly count three, three—"

Seeing that Zhuo Jin was about to encounter a murderous hand, Liu Qingyin's voice changed slightly in anxiety: "Big brother!"

Qin Yun grabbed her hand and shook his head firmly and slowly.

He said: "This person has a deep heart. Qingyin, do you know what a huge and terrifying killing game he has set up? You know how he helped Wang Weizhi to win the Wang family's control? You know. I don’t know, what a trap he set up for Wang Weizhi! Every time Wang Weizhi does everything he does, he seems to be doing his best to help you, but in the end, those honeys turned into a sorrow! You! How can such a person not have the power to protect himself? He can cope with these little guys."

Before he finished his speech, he only heard two sour muffled noises coming from outside.

What followed was the sound of broken bones.

Qin Yunxi's complexion changed drastically, and he stood up arrogantly, his pupils tightened, and blue veins appeared on his forehead, "How... how is it possible?"

How could such an expert seriously break his leg by a few rogues? !

Na Zhuo Jin's complexion was blue, his lips were pale, his hair was wet with cold sweat, but he was clenching his teeth, and he didn't even groan.

The murderer once again raised the thick wooden stick high.

Liu Qingyin couldn't bear it, flew out from the teahouse, whirled gently in the air, and a few beautiful dots flew and kicked, and then all the seven or eight villains fell to the ground-she was already trying her best to close her hands. It does not hurt the lives of mortals, nor does it cause panic in the mortal world.

Seeing that the situation is not good, the lean middle-aged man hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy: "The woman is forgiving! The little one is just following orders, woman..."

"Get out!" Liu Qingyin exclaimed softly.

Hearing the sound, Zhuo Jin, who was lying on the ground, raised his head suddenly, his two straight eyes seemed to be able to penetrate Liu Qingyin's hat.

Qin Yunxi's complexion was slightly complicated, and he stepped forward and carefully picked up Zhuo Jin, and said, "Mr., there is no need to worry, my junior sister and I will definitely protect him."

He stared closely at the plain-looking young man in front of him, full of doubts in his heart.

Qin Yunxi was 100% sure that this person was the expert who stood behind Wang Weizhi in the previous life. This face has almost become his own demon, and there is absolutely no possibility of admitting wrong.

In this life, relying on the clues he had obtained, he managed to find this person before Wang Wei - as long as he can befriend him, this life will surely turn things around.

It's just... why doesn't this person save himself? With his scheming and means, how could a mere secular prince make him like this?

It will never be, he is testing himself deliberately, right? It's impossible...

Qin Yunxi interrupted his thoughts anxiously and put on a look of concern, and said: "Sir, no matter how patient you are, my younger sister is proficient in medicine. As long as you treat your husband in time, he can still be cured."

Qin Yunxi subconsciously pushed the credit to Liu Qingyin. Although I don't want to admit it, there is actually a faint meaning deep in my heart-using the voiceless beauty to increase his bargaining chip, even if this person has some connection with Wang Weizhi, he can still contend with it.

Zhuo Jin raised his face and looked at him, his eyes flashing slightly. I don't know if it was because of the pain, the smile raised by his pale lips seemed to be stained with a few light sarcasm.

Qin Yunxi squatted down and motioned Liu Qingyin to support Zhuo Jin on his back. He walked steadily, carrying this gentleman and walking out of the crowd.

After a long time, Zhuo Jin finally spoke for the first time: "Life or death, I don't care anymore."

Although the voice is light, it is distinct.

For some reason, an ordinary sentence fell on Qin Yunxi and Liu Qingyin's ears, but it was like a thunderstorm, causing the two to climb up all over their bodies.

This strange feeling...

Why is there such a deep familiarity?

The aftermath of the shock was not gone, and Zhuo Jin's eyes were drooping, falling on Liu Qingyin's sword spike, his voice was faint--

"Unvoiced."

Qin Yunxi was shocked, his pupils shrank instantly! Zhuo Jin was lying on his back, he couldn't see Zhuo Jin's expression, he could only look at Liu Qingyin with a little horror.

Although behind the curtain, Qin Yunxi could feel Liu Qingyin's unhappy. She moved her fingers, and calmly moved the small jade plate with the words "unvoiced" behind her back, and said in a rather unfriendly tone, "That's it for the name of the sword."

Unvoiced, is it also something a common man can call?

Zhuo Jin's tone was light: "Understood. It's like doing nothing."

Liu Qingyin twitched the corner of his mouth and said to his heart, even if the legendary sword is nothing but a common sword, how can it be worthy of my destiny? But there is nothing to talk about with an ordinary person, and he will be treated for him later, but he will have to see what a person is in a fairy.

Qin Yunxi was already heartbroken.

He knows that Junior Sister's careless temperament must be an inaudible machine.

Gan Jiang Moxie is both a person's name and a sword name.

The same goes for unvoiced.

This person... Does he already know the identity of himself and Qingyin? Then his leg was broken... Could it be that he tried to test himself on purpose? In this way, I must have failed his test!

Although the monk's body does not sweat, Qin Yunxi already feels cold and sweaty.

He settled and said, ‘look again, look again. If there is really no way to win over this person, simply get rid of him! In short, he must not be allowed to collude with Wang Weizhi! Since this person can be found before Wang Weizhi, it proves that the fate between him and Wang Weizhi is not as deep as imagined. Perhaps it is just that Wang Weizhi's fierce temperament has entered his eyes. ’

Soon, the three of them returned to Zhuo Jin's residence.

Zhuo Jin lives in a small single-family courtyard with a main house and two wing rooms.

Qin Yunxi's gaze swept randomly, and every detail was in full view.

In this courtyard, a young woman once lived. She must have been the "cousin" of the shrewd man who had been away for about three or five days.

There are some uncleaned money papers and banners in the courtyard, which seem to have happened 20 or 30 days ago, but it doesn't seem like other people have lived here.

Who died? Who did the funeral here?

Qin Yunxi was inconvenient to ask, he only pressed his doubts to the bottom of his heart.

He had just carried Zhuo Jin back into the inner room and carefully placed it on the wooden bed, when he heard a whirring voice coming from outside.

"Mr. Zhuo! It's not good! Miss Ping'er heard that something was wrong with you from nowhere, she ran to the Mawangfu herself! I can't stop it!"

A stout woman with a short stature rushed into the room and saw Qin Yunxi standing in the room with a jade tree facing the wind, her black and yellow face suddenly turned red.

"Yo, Mr. Zhuo has distinguished guests here!"

Qin Yunxi saw that there was a ghost in the woman's heart at a glance, and immediately sneered, releasing a little coercion, and the cold sword slightly unsheathed and said, "Tell the truth."

The woman trembled all over, and almost fell to the ground.

She wanted to escape but didn't dare, and yelled: "Yes, I deliberately told Ms. Ping'er that something happened to her husband. Ms. Ping'er has been hiding in my house for four full days, and if this goes on, she will be found out sooner or later. Yes, if it is found by the Mawangfu, what can I do with my family... I, I will return the title deed and the money to you, and just treat it as an invalid promise? Sir, please don’t tell me A woman who cares about it. You, you come back from the dead, you are a blessed person, please, please forgive me this time!"

Zhuo Jin's eyelids moved slightly: "You go."

The woman rolled away thankfully.

The suspicion in Qin Yunxi's heart was about to overflow his head.

Resurrected?

Is this Zhuo Jin really a peerless expert? Aside from other things, people's eyes are not so good. And the back route arranged for my cousin is really unreliable?

Was the supremely wise man who danced in the sleeves of the past life ever so young when he was young? This incomplete behavior is a bit like...the former...Master. It's just that that person is too strong to hide the flaws of inadequate strategy.

Qin Yunxi once again put down the doubts in his heart, and said: "Junior sister, you are watching here, I will go to the Mawang Mansion and rescue the people."

As soon as I left the inner room, I saw an acquaintance stepping into the courtyard with a carefree leg.

A red and white dress in the sun slightly reflected the scorching light, and the red hair band flew behind his head.

Wang Wei grabbed a beautiful woman in one hand, and a fat-eared head in the other. His face was proud and he walked in with his head raised.

And Qin Yunxi happened to meet each other.

The two were stunned.

After a long while, Wang Weizhi sent the beautiful woman forward and said: "Go, find your cousin."

Then he threw his head in his hand to the side, and the hot sword came out of its sheath and pointed directly at Qin Yunxi.

"I really can't find anything to step through the iron boots." Wang Weizhi smiled, "Qin Yunxi, you know, hurry up and hand over the Xianmeng sword marrow, I don't bother to embarrass you. Otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel."

Qin Yunxi was confused: "Where did I come from Xianmeng Sword Marrow?"

Wang Weizhi sneered, no longer talk nonsense, directly poured spiritual energy into the sword, the sword intent whirled, and the flames were raging.

"Wang Weizhi, you are crazy! This is a mortal city!" Qin Yunxi was forced out of the sword and swept the fiery sword intent into the air.

Only hearing a loud bang, the sky of most of the city was dyed red, and the people's exclamation came from far and near.

"When did you see that I cared about these **** rules?" Wang Weizhi smiled, "I just killed a prince full of doors, and he hasn't killed it. If you can't stay with me, I will simply go to the palace and help This small country will change day and day."

Qin Yunxi was anxious: "If you want to fight, go back to Xianyu to fight!"

"No way, no way," Wang Weizhi smiled, "After solving you, I have to take Zhuo Jin away and save Lin Qiu!"

"What?!" Qin Yunxi's eyes almost went out of his eyes upon hearing this.

There really is a problem between Wang Weizhi and Zhuo Jin!

It's just that what's all this about Lin Qiu?

Save Lin Qiu?

In this life, did Wang Weizhi regard Lin Qiu as a voiceless voice?

Qin Yunxi was completely trapped.

"Isn't Lin Qiu imprisoned in the Nine Sun Pagoda?" Qin Yun said, "Zuo Jin is just an ordinary man, how can she be saved?"

Seeing him "caring" Lin Qiu sincerely, Wang Weiyi was too embarrassed to do it, and he replied: "I don't know about it. Wei Liang let me come anyway. He promised me that as long as I protect Zhuo Jin, he will do it. Release Lin Qiu from Jiuyang Pagoda."

Wang Weizhi squinted his eyes, recalling the way Wei Liang was talking at the time, he also felt a little weird.

At that time, Wang Weizhi hid secretly behind the tower, took his sword, and pried the bricks of the tower. Wei Liang did not know when he came behind him, wearing a dark brown robe, in the sun, the whole body was glowing with cold light. .

This is what Wei Liang said-"You go seven thousand miles to the southeast, in Jingjing, the capital of Zhaoguo, and find a teacher named Zhuo Jin to protect his life. I will bring my wife out of the tower."

Hearing Wei Liang's name, Qin Yunxi was even more shocked and lost: "Wei Liang, who made you come?!"

Who is this "Wei Liang"! How could he let Wang Weizhi come to Zhuo Jin? !

"Okay, don't talk nonsense." Wang Weizhi waved his hand, "Lin Qiu is still waiting for me to save her, hurry up, first hand over the sword marrow."

Qin Yunxi felt a deep weakness: "Who said Xianmeng sword marrow is in my hand?"

"Wei Liang," Wang Weizhi said lightly.

Qin Yunxi took a long breath: "I said no, you must not believe it. Wang Weizhi, have you forgotten that there is a voiceless voice beside me? You are so sure of one enemy two? Well, even if you are full of energy There is nowhere to release, I really want to find someone to fight, and I don’t mind to accompany you. But, the sword has no eyes, are you sure you can fight, and you can still save the life of Zhuo Jin, a mortal?"

Wang Weizhi sank his face and said, "Oh", "So you are threatening me with Zhuo Jin's life?"

"Not bad." Qin Yunxi also replied lightly.

"Okay, you have a kind." Wang Weizhi Xuxu nodded him twice, "Okay, I don't want to get the sword marrow first. Give me Zhuo Jin."

Qin Yunxi refused simply: "Impossible."

Wang Weizhi sneered and said: "Qin Yunxi, you are afraid that you don't understand my temperament. I angered me, so I simply slaughtered Zhuo Jin with a single sword, and then I would fight you upside down!"

Qin Yunxi: "..."

The two confronted each other for a long time, and finally, Qin Yun Xi stepped back: "Since Wei Liang just asked you to protect Zhuo Jin's life, it is better to take a truce for the time being and fix Zhuo Jin's leg injury before considering the long-term plan-you must be very curious. Why would Wei Liang be interested in a common man?"

Wang Weizhi is not stupid: "Then why are you interested in him?"

Qin Yunxi casually made up a nonsense: "This person is my distant relative."

Wang Weizhi didn't believe it, but knew that he couldn't ask anything else from him, so he took the sword and said, "Take me to see him."

Qin Yunxi wanted to see what was going on between the two, so he turned sideways and asked him to enter the main house.

When he arrived in the inner room, he saw Liu Qingyin getting angry.

Seeing Qin Yunxi coming in, Liu Qingyin said to him angrily: "Brother, please treat him! This person is really speechless!"

Xu Ping'er, a beautiful and beautiful woman who was rescued by Wang Weizhi, had tears in her eyes and defended her: "Cousin didn't touch you on purpose. He was only in pain. He was out of control and touched your hand accidentally. Please don't care about him. Brother is the most up-and-coming man, absolutely, never deliberately offend you..."

"Ping'er, don't say much." Zhuo Jin half leaned on the simple wooden bed, his eyes faint, "I really offended her."

"Cousin!" Xu Ping'er's white face flushed red, and it was even more uncomfortable than being insulted.

"Does the girl really see me as a scourge?" Zhuo Jin raised his volume a little, "Zhuo, is it so unbearable?"

Liu Qingyin turned around suddenly, her face was angry: "It's you who behaved wrongly!"

Zhuo Jin nodded, and said no more. There seemed to be a slight relief in those cold and quiet black eyes.

There were tears in Xu Ping'er's eyes: "What kind of character my cousin is, no one in Jingjing knows. Even if you have the fairy-like face under your drapery, my cousin will never do anything wrong with you. What I want..."

Liu Qingyin sneered and took off his hat immediately.

This simple masonry room is really full of glory because of her face.

Xu Ping'er was taken aback. She never thought that the world had such a peerless face! It was just when it was difficult to deal with it, after only listening to Zhuo Jin's voice, it came from behind.

"With all due respect, it's not like Ping Ermei."

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Nine Sun Tower.

After the sword marrow of Xianmeng was taken down, Qin Wuchuan lost support and collapsed softly on the ground.

After the devil's body was removed, this person's face gradually became old, and his hair instantly turned half white, like a genuine old man in sixties.

It seems more like Arakawa...

Lin Chuo was taken aback by his discovery.

Arakawa in the sword was still asleep, she shook the sword to and fro, but couldn't wake him.

The colorful Xianmeng sword marrow was grasped by Wei Liang in his palm, and it became like a small sword. The blade has no edge, and the whole is made of this colorful jade, which looks very round and soft.

He glanced at Lin Chuo, and said, "The essence of sword is very helpful to sword intent. After you have a baby, may you be able to sense sword intent? If it still doesn't work, then wait for you to transform yourself. You should always feel the first level Sword intent... right."

Lin Chu: "..."

She coughed lightly and said, "This kind of baby is wasted on me, it is really a violent thing. If you say it is mine, then I will use it to exchange an ordinary sword with you, how about?"

Although she really wanted to give Arakawa the best Sword Marrow, she had her own principles and would not be generous to others. The Xianmen Sword Marrow was very helpful to Wei Liang who was seriously injured at this moment.

Wei Liang glanced at his eyes and asked, "What do you want ordinary sword marrow for?"

"It wants it." Lin Chiu shook the Liuli Chijian in his hand.

Wei Liangxin took her sword in his hand, glanced at it twice, and then pushed Xianmeng Jiansui up without hesitation.

"..." Lin Chuo took a long breath.

I saw that the five-colored sword marrow was like water, quickly spreading over the surface of the red glaze sword, and then evenly infiltrated it.

But after a dozen breaths of effort, it completely penetrated Jianxin. The red body of the sword faded, and the ice was clear, like a frost-cast sword, while the sword's heart became a thin silver pattern with a hint of red light from time to time.

Silver light is the heart and frost is the body.

The glazed sword is breathtakingly beautiful.

Wei Liang's big hand quietly wrapped her shoulders, and the breath brushed her ears, bringing a touch of warmth: "I don't understand love very much, I just want to give you everything that is good."

The corners of his lips lifted slightly: "And I am the best in the world. You will know it after trying."

Her voice was low and dull, **** picked her chin and turned her towards him.

The man's eyes were extremely deep, and the look in her eyes was no longer a suggestion.

Lin Chu's heart beat faster, she didn't know if she was tempted, but at this moment, it was true that he was tempted by him.

She heard her breathing become a little heavier, and every breath she exhaled warmed around the faces of the two of them for a long time.

In the air, the sweet fragrance of flowers and fruits intertwined with his cold fragrance.

As soon as the two of them's lips could be touched, a low cough sounded beside them.

Qin Wuchuan woke up.

I saw the old man look at Wei Liang with a weird expression, and sighed for a long while, then asked gently—

"You are not Liang'er, who are you?"

The author has something to say: Zhuo Jin: I feel like I'm going to fall off when I meet...

When did Wei Liang leave the tower to meet Wang Weizhi? Judging from the color of the clothes, it was when Lin Chu was sleeping on the hair bed.