Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 139: Rivals Meet, Husband and Wife Fight (Two in One)

In Xinzhou city, Su Qingqi stayed alone in the inn's wing. She sat at the table, carefully wiping the scabbard of the Qingming sword with a handkerchief, her almond-shaped eyes lost in thought.

Zhao Wumian went out to get information, and half an hour has passed and he still hasn't returned... If Mu Lier and Luo Xiangzhu were not in Xinzhou, they should have returned long ago after finding out the truth. Now it is obvious that something happened to them.

The yellow light was dim, and the dim light was reflected in her eyes.

After cleaning the scabbard, she stroked the fine lines on the scabbard with her bare hands, recalling the days when she taught Zhao Wumian the Yuehua Sword on the glacier behind Jiangpan Village.

In fact, only less than a month had passed, but Su Qingqi felt as if she were in a different world. Who would have thought that at that time, she was still on guard against Zhao Wumian, fearing that he would treat Luo Chaoyan badly, but now, less than a month had passed, and the two had developed to their current relationship.

At that time, Zhao Wumian was not good at martial arts and needed to learn the Yuehua Sword... But now with Zhao Wumian's strength, why would he need to use Su Qingqi's swordsmanship? At that time, Zhao Wumian would often hang the Qingming Sword Sheath on his waist and carefully sense the sword intent.

In fact, the main reason is that it cannot be used. If used, their whereabouts will be announced to the world.

So there is actually nothing to think too much about this matter, it’s just that Su Qingqi thought of herself through the Yuehua Sword.

Back then in Jiangpan Village and in Taiyuan, Zhao Wumian did almost all the work, and she was not allowed to go out because she needed to protect Luo Chaoyan, but is it not possible now?
Zhao Wumian cannot use the Yuehua Sword, but she is not limited to being a bed warmer.

She pursed her pink lips, wrapped the scabbard in black cloth, and hung it lightly on her waist. She put on a veil, picked up the White Frost Sword that Zhao Wumian had used, pushed the door open, and disappeared into the snow.

Su Qingqi felt from the bottom of her heart that Zhao Wumian could choose not to learn the Yuehua Sword... but he couldn't live without her, Su Qingqi.

If I continue to be a bed-warming maid beside him, I will become the 'Moonlight Sword' sooner or later.

Zhao Wumian might not think so, but she couldn't willingly let herself be a nobody around him.

It is not difficult to find out Zhao Wumian's whereabouts. Just go to the Sword Sect branch and ask.

Zhao Wumian went to the Four Gates Association to look for Mu Lier and Luo Xiangzhu, and Wujitian was also in the Four Gates Association... Su Qingqi thought about it for a moment and thought to herself, could it be that Zhao Wumian had a conflict with the people from Wujitian?
Probably.

Therefore, Su Qingqi hurried all the way to Qixian Street. In front of Baishou Tower, before she entered, she ran into Luo Xiangzhu who was walking out of the building.

Su Qingqi paused, looked sideways, and narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly. With her status, she would have seen the eldest daughter of King Yan... Zhao Wumian had not been found yet, but his rumored girlfriend was found first.

Zhao Wumian has lost his memory, and according to existing information, Luo Xiangzhu might have been Zhao Wumian’s lover before he lost his memory... a powerful enemy!
However, Zhao Wumian's safety was the most important thing, so Su Qingqi did not make things difficult for him. Instead, she raised her hand slightly and asked, "Princess Xiangzhu, may I ask if you have ever seen a man wearing a green shirt with bamboo patterns and a sword slung across his waist?"

Luo Xiangzhu had just gone in and found out from Pei Yuzhong that Zhao Wumian was captured by Mu Lier. She was wondering what the relationship between Mu Lier and Zhao Wumian was and where they had gone. When she heard this, she was slightly stunned and looked up.

But I saw a woman in green clothes and a veil hat standing gracefully in the snow, with a black cloth scabbard on her waist and a long sword hanging on her waist. The gauze on the veil hat swayed gently in the evening breeze. Even though my specific face could not be seen clearly, she had an independent and ethereal temperament.

She has such a good temperament... Even though Luo Xiangzhu is also a woman, she couldn't help but be fascinated by her.

And...Luo Xiangzhu glanced at Su Qingqi's bulging collar.

He is developing very well and I feel like he can be compared to his master.

It’s this voice and figure... Luo Xiangzhu frowned slightly. She had some impression of Su Qingqi. After all, the circle between the wealthy families was so small.

But why did Su Qingqi want to ask about Zhao Wumian's whereabouts? She was a detective from the Detective Department, so she couldn't have followed Zhao Wumian all the way from the capital, right?
Instead of continuing to escort Luo Chaoyan, she ran to Xinzhou to capture Zhao Wumian?

Liu Yeqin looked at Su Qingqi warily, not recognizing her identity, so she silently placed her hand on the hilt of the sword. Then she saw Luo Xiangzhu stretch out her little hand to block her, signaling her not to worry. Then she took out a worn-out little notebook she often used from her bosom, turned to a page, and wrote "Who are you?"

Su Qingqi knew that Luo Xiangzhu was mute, so she was not surprised. She just hesitated for a moment and said, "A wife who has not yet been married."

She was always shy in front of Zhao Wumian, but was confident in front of Luo Xiangzhu.

What I mean is that no matter what your relationship with Zhao Wumian was in the past, I have to compete with you for the position of the eldest wife, as a declaration of sovereignty.

Luo Xiangzhu actually didn't understand the hidden meaning in Su Qingqi's words, but she still slightly opened her pink lips, widened her almond eyes, and her delicate little face showed a look of surprise.

The head of the Detective Department and the traitor are getting married!? This must be a lie to her...

However, although Luo Xiangzhu didn't know that Zhao Wumian was the "Dragon Guardian", she had the relationship with Mu Lier, and Zhao Wumian's words just now, "All the people in the world who have intentions are nameless", which made Luo Xiangzhu more certain that Zhao Wumian was not a bad person, so she naturally would not reveal Zhao Wumian's whereabouts to Su Qingqi casually.

But the fact that Su Qingqi could find this place clearly meant that she had some clues. When she entered Baishou Tower later, she could just ask any disciple and find out that Zhao Wumian was captured by Mu Lier... She had to find a way to help Zhao Wumian get Su Qingqi away.

How to get rid of it?
Luo Xiangzhu frowned slightly, looking a little distressed, and suddenly heard a loud bang in her ear.

boom----

The three girls were startled and looked over. They saw Zhao Wumian shooting out from the eaves not far away, breaking through the snow curtain and suddenly flying towards the northwest direction of Baishou Tower.

Su Qingqi's expression suddenly changed, but she reacted very quickly. She looked in the direction Zhao Wumian was rushing, only to see a white shadow quietly sliding down from the eaves... Someone was secretly monitoring this place!
Thinking of this, Su Qingqi immediately drew his sword and blocked the white shadow.

Zhao Wumian and Mu Lier flew down the mountain and used their lightness skills to head towards Baishou Tower. Luo Xiangzhu was still there.

Zhao Wumian briefly told Mu Lier about his experiences over the past few days.

"Fight out of the capital?" Mu Li'er's voice was filled with amazement, and then she raised her head and said proudly: "You are worthy of being my valued disciple. Such courage is unmatched in the martial arts world."

There is a reason why Mu Lier and Guan Yunshu don't get along.

A little proud, Mu Lier frowned again and said: "But now that you have revealed your identity and exposed King Jin and Dong Yan, it is not clear what Dong Yan will do, but if King Jin is forced into a corner and lets the Rong tribe in, Dali will at least lose a hundred years of national destiny."

Zhao Wumian thought of Liu Yuezhi, so he shook his head slightly, "Gui Kui is a great man of his generation. He is someone he can be loyal to. It is impossible for him to collude with foreign races... Even if King Jin is at his wit's end, he won't do that."

"You think highly of Gui Kui, even though you've only met him once."

"Master and I have only met once before, but now you and I have become master and disciple." Zhao Wumian said with a smile.

Mu Lier smiled carefreely, "This makes me sound like someone from the underworld..."

As she spoke, Mu Lier took out a deep red wine gourd from her waist, opened the cork, and an extremely rich aroma of wine wafted out.

Her pure white boots tapped the snow on the eaves, leaving only a tiny dent on the snow. She then leaped forward several feet. She raised her head in mid-air and took a sip of wine. Then she handed the wine gourd to Zhao Wumian, "Yanyun's Shaojianchun. I've been in Jin for more than half a month and tried all the so-called fine wines, but they were all as light as water. Or is Yanyun's wine stronger...try it?"

Zhao Wumian looked at the crystal clear liquid on the gourd's mouth, then shook his head slightly, "I seldom drink."

Mu Lier smiled and didn't force him. She withdrew her hand and took another sip.

"I thought Master would say, if you don't drink, you are not a man of the world." Zhao Wumian glanced at her.

"Whether you are a Jianghu person or not is not determined by whether you can drink." A hint of nostalgia appeared in Mu Li'er's beautiful eyes, and she smiled carefreely: "Many people have been in the Jianghu for half their lives, but they only think that the so-called Jianghu is nothing more than drinking a glass of wine after killing someone, and being happy and carefree..."

"Master, do you have a story?"

“Everyone in the world has a story.”

Mu Lier shook her head slightly. Just when she was about to talk to this new disciple about her past and get to know each other better, she saw Zhao Wumian suddenly raise his hand and hold her arm.

Mu Lier was immersed in her memories and was not paying attention for a moment. She just stepped on the eaves and flew forward. She was grabbed by Zhao Wumian in the air and lost her balance and fell down.

Just as she was about to adjust her center of gravity, she saw Zhao Wumian's other hand open to catch her. If Mu Lier used more force, she would probably hurt this new disciple, so she had to quickly stop.

A mature female hero in white fell into Zhao Wumian's arms with a plop. The large pure white fox fur coat on her back wrapped them both like a quilt. Then Zhao Wumian immediately bent down, using the fox fur coat as a carpet, and pressed Mu Lier under him. Then the two of them lay on the eaves.

Zhao Wumian was so beastly that he tried to attack his master? Mu Lier suddenly remembered the Jianghu erotic novel "My Master and I" that she secretly bought and read when she was a teenager out of curiosity.

Mu Lier was having trouble breathing, the white ball in front of her was flattened, and her face showed a hint of confusion and anger.

If you put your master under you right after you become his disciple, you will definitely be expelled from the sect if you don't explain yourself.
Therefore, Zhao Wumian put one hand tightly on her red lips, preventing her from making any sound, and whispered in secret: "Someone is following Princess Xiangzhu and... Miss Su?"

Mu Lier was slightly stunned, she turned her head away, pressed her face against the snow, and looked under the eaves.

Luo Xiangzhu was standing in front of Baishou Tower in a plain dress, graceful and elegant, with Liu Yeqin beside her. At the same time, there was a woman in green clothes and a veiled hat standing opposite Luo Xiangzhu, and they were talking to each other.

Mu Lier looked around for a long time but didn't find anyone following her.

It was not until Zhao Wumian pointed in a direction that Mu Lier vaguely saw a white shadow on the eaves less than a hundred steps away from Luo Xiangzhu, but the face could not be seen clearly.

Mu Lier's heart sank, and she looked at Zhao Wumian in slight surprise. She wanted to ask Zhao Wumian how he discovered the white shadow, but her red lips were tightly covered by Zhao Wumian, and she only made a slight "woohoo" sound.

Zhao Wumian felt his palms become wet and soft, and realized that he was still covering the red lips of his mature female master... He had been forced to hide from place to place during this period, and it had become an instinctive reaction. But the white shadow was not an ordinary person. Even though Zhao Wumian's reaction was fast enough, he still noticed something was wrong. He took out a long tube from his arms and put it against his eyes, looking in Zhao Wumian's direction, and then his body froze, realizing that he was exposed, and immediately slid down from the eaves like a gecko, ready to escape.

"He's going to run!"

Zhao Wumian didn't bother to explain to Mu Lier when he saw this. He slapped the eaves beside him with one hand, and the snow on the roof was instantly blown away by the energy of Qi, forming snow mist. Zhao Wumian used the force to stand up, stomped his boots hard, and smashed the snow curtain that had just been blown away, and flew towards the white shadow.

Mu Lier also stood up, her pretty face still with a blush that had not faded. She rubbed the white balls that were a little painful from being pressed, her beautiful eyes full of annoyance.

She failed to discover the thief in the first place, and it seemed like she was the one who caused the two of them to be exposed... It was no wonder that Zhao Wumian had to embarrass himself in front of his new disciple. Naturally, he could only vent his anger on the thief who was following Luo Xiangzhu.

She did not immediately chase after him with Zhao Wumian, but flew up and leaped onto a tall building not far away. From her high vantage point, she could take in the surrounding scenery. Her beautiful eyes were extremely cold, and she drew out the sword with one hand, preparing to throw it.

The pure white sword reflected the faint moonlight that came through the gaps in the snow.

Even though Zhao Wumian discovered the white shadow in time, there was still a distance of more than three hundred steps between them. As long as the white shadow was out of Zhao Wumian's sight and was covered by the surrounding houses, it could hide no matter if it took off its white clothes and blended in with the crowd of passers-by or hid in some dark corner.

Zhao Wumian's heart sank slightly. Even though he increased his speed to the extreme, he could only watch the white shadow slide down the roof. At this moment, he heard a loud bang, and a flash of sword light appeared in front of Baishou Tower. In the blink of an eye, it went straight into the house where the white shadow slid down, leaving a clear white line in the snow.

Su Qingqi was not as far away from the white shadow as Zhao Wumian. When she saw the white shadow trying to escape, she stomped her boots on the ground, and her body rushed forward like a dragon emerging from the sea without hesitation. The long sword at her waist was unsheathed, and she slapped the wall blocking her way with one palm, and stabbed the white shadow with the sword amidst the rubble and dust.

Su Qingqi's sword was obviously more than 30% more powerful than the one half a month ago.

Dual cultivation is naturally beneficial to the strength of both of them. Zhao Wumian has made great progress, and Su Qingqi will naturally not be left behind. It is better to say that because Zhao Wumian's strength before dual cultivation was much higher than Su Qingqi's, Su Qingqi's strength has improved more due to the characteristics of dual cultivation of 'taking advantage of each other's strengths and making up for one's weaknesses' and 'combining yin and yang'.

Su Qingqi had made great progress in both internal strength and physical strength, so strictly speaking, Su Qingqi had "taken" Zhao Wumian.

Bai Ying obviously did not expect that the woman's sword would be so fast, and he hurriedly took out a black iron hammer from his waist and used it to block in front of him.

clang----

The loud sound of metal colliding was heard instantly, and Su Qingqi felt as if she was wrestling with a mountain, with a tremendous force coming from her hands.

The sword is light and agile, and cannot compete with heavy weapons like the hammer in a head-on collision. In addition, Su Qingqi is a woman, and compared to a man, she is weaker and more delicate, so she is naturally at a disadvantage.

There are not many people in the world who use round hammers, and even fewer who can use it well. They are rare. Combined with the man's figure and face, Su Qingqi immediately recognized his identity.

Ranked eleventh on the list of villains, he is the grandmaster of the Rong tribe and one of the disciples of the grassland national master Wudamu, Erige.

It uses a round-headed iron hammer because he is also one of the generals of the Rong tribe and often charges into battle. The iron hammer is stained with the blood of countless soldiers on the border.

The barbarians from the grasslands have penetrated deep into Jin territory and come to Xinzhou! ? And they are also here at the Simen Club to secretly monitor?

The Four Sects discussed the crusade against Benwotang, what does it have to do with the barbarians on the grassland? Did Benwotang collaborate with the enemy on the grassland?
Su Qingqi didn't have time to think about it, but saw that after a brief panic, Erige had adjusted his mentality. The muscles in his forearms bulged and he suddenly blocked the long sword on the hammer, and then the hammer continued to smash towards Su Qingqi's head.

The wind was howling loudly and the iron hammer swept through the air, making a sharp whistling sound. Su Qingqi knew that Erige was born with supernatural powers and majored in external skills. This iron hammer was his special weapon, weighing about 158 ​​kilograms.

What a concept! The heaviest sword in the martial arts world, Juque, only weighs 136 kilograms.

Moreover, Erige used to use two hammers, but today he only took one. I guess he felt that it would be inconvenient to carry a 300-jin weapon on his back if he wanted to follow secretly. But it can be seen from his expression how strong he is.

The long sword was blocked, and Su Qingqi only felt a numbness in the palm of her hand. Such a short confrontation caused some damage to the meridians in her forearm, but she was definitely not an ordinary warrior. She let go of the long sword in her hand and did not let her center of gravity be affected by the force of the long sword sweeping backwards.

Erige's eyes were cold, and he sneered when he saw this. He continued to smash down with the black iron hammer, determined to smash the Dali woman who was interfering with him into a meat paste.

However, Su Qingqi took the initiative to let go of the sword. She had not lost her balance and still had spare strength. She lightly tapped the wall of the house beside her with her foot, and her body floated like a falling flower. She narrowly avoided the hammer, put her small hand on the Qingming scabbard behind her waist, and suddenly pulled it out. Her body circled in the air, and there was a loud 'rip' sound. The black cloth on the scabbard was instantly torn by the strong wind and chopped down vertically.

clang----

Erige reacted and suddenly raised his free arm to block the scabbard with the steel wrist guard. Then another loud noise was heard, which scared the birds in the city and scattered them. It also alarmed a group of upright masters who were having a meeting in Baishou Tower.

One after another, human figures could be seen jumping out from behind the Baishou Tower, standing on the corners of the eaves and corridors, looking towards this place.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Erige raised his arm and forcefully opened Su Qingqi's scabbard, ready to escape.

But the time Su Qingqi delayed was enough for Zhao Wumian to arrive.

Snow was flying all over the sky. The righteous masters present saw the man in green, who was supposed to be pulled away and chopped by Mu Lier, suddenly shoot out. His right hand reached back and grasped the handle of the sword slung across his waist. Time seemed to freeze for a moment, and then the man in green suddenly drew his sword.

Wipe————

A sharp sound of a knife suddenly rang out, and the silver-white knife light flashed in the snow curtain under the moonlight.

The wall that was smashed by Su Qingqi's palm just turned into gravel and dust floating in the air. In the blink of an eye, a hole appeared in the center of the dust. The gravel touched the knife light and was split into two cleanly.

"What a fast knife!" Pei Yuzhong was shocked, thinking to himself how come Zhao Wumian's strength had increased so much in just half a month.

Just as Erige pushed Su Qingqi aside, Zhao Wumian had already come close to him. He hastily raised the black iron round hammer weighing over a hundred pounds in his hand.

Bangdang————

Just now, Erige easily blocked Su Qingqi's sword, but at this moment, he bent his arm, and the long sleeves of his arm were broken into pieces by the energy from the round hammer. His tall figure flew backwards in an instant like an arrow shot from a bow, smashing three stone walls along the way. Before he could stabilize his center of gravity, Zhao Wumian had already broken through the broken stones and dust, wielding a knife and shouting angrily:

"Who the hell are you throwing at!?"

Erige's palms trembled slightly, but he was also a master who had been fighting in the army for several years. He had walked through a sea of ​​corpses and people, so his reaction was definitely not slow.

After smashing several stone walls, he stepped on the ground with one foot, and using that as the origin, he swung the hammer and spun suddenly in a circle. With just one circle, the surrounding dust and snow were pulled by the force to form a small vortex.

"drink!"

Erige roared and threw the hammer in his hand. The vortex collapsed instantly. The hammer weighing 158 kilograms was so powerful that no one dared to take it except Wu Kui, not even Zhao Wumian.

After a hammer smashed out, Erige didn't have time to see the result. He immediately stomped his feet and escaped across a distance of several feet in an instant.

He was able to follow us with such a heavy hammer, his martial arts skills and strong muscles are obviously very strong. Now that he has lost the hammer, he has no weight and can run faster... Without the ability to escape, he would not be able to make a name for himself in the underworld.

But unfortunately, Zhao Wumian is not fighting alone.

After Erige's black iron hammer was thrown into the air, the air made an extremely dull explosion sound, and it was about to hit Zhao Wumian's sword. The next moment, a pure white sword pierced through the snow curtain, suddenly came out from above Zhao Wumian's shoulder, and hit the hammer with a "clang".

It is Mu Lier's sword.

Mu Lier was more than three hundred steps away from here, but she was able to keenly predict the landing point of Erige's round hammer and throw out the sword in advance... With such eyesight and combat experience, she is worthy of being a top master.

The sword, which was supposed to be light and agile, collided with the hammer and actually knocked the hammer to the side, while the sword did not even bend, but just flew backwards suddenly.

Zhao Wumian tilted his head slightly, and the sword suddenly swept past his face. Then Zhao Wumian reached to the side with his free left hand and grasped the hilt of the sword.

choke----

The blade and sword light lit up together and flashed in front of Erige.

Just as Erige turned around to escape, a man in a green shirt with bamboo patterns and a bamboo hat suddenly appeared in front of him, standing with his back to him while charging forward.

Eh? Shouldn't this person be forced back by his hammer?
The man in the bamboo hat held a pure white sword in one hand and an ice-patterned sword in the other. Both weapons were stained with blood.

He raised his hand slightly to shake off the blood on the weapon, then put the sword back into the scabbard behind his waist.

Then he moved his boots slightly, holding the sword in one hand, and looked sideways at Erige. His hat was slightly tilted, so only the chin of the man in green could be seen.

Erige wanted to turn around and escape in another direction, but his legs were powerless.

Plop————

He fell directly to the snow, looked back, and sure enough, his legs were gone.

At this moment, Mu Lier had already flown over and landed beside Zhao Wumian. She glanced at Erige and then smiled gently at Zhao Wumian.
"That day you threw the spear to help me, this time I will throw this sword to help you...how do you think?"

(End of this chapter)