Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 349 You're disgusting? I'm even hungrier than you!

Hongxiu and Ding'an entered Yigong Pavilion and discovered that the place was not as elegant as it appeared from the outside.

Instead, the buildings are ornately decorated with carved beams and painted rafters, and a nearby stove burns to ward off the lingering chill of early spring.

A woman named Chazhuo'er (a female singer in a tavern) sat to the side. She stood up and bowed to Hongxiu and the other woman. Behind her was a blind old man who was resting his hands on the erhu.

Qu Hanshan smiled and said, "Old Hu's erhu melodies are melodious, and Hu Xiaoni's singing is beautiful and pleasant. You two are in for a treat."

Hongxiu smiled slightly: "Then I'll have to listen carefully."

As soon as the banquet began, a variety of dishes were served one after another.

The wine was Magu wine, made by soaking herbs such as Polygonum multiflorum and Ganoderma lucidum. Qu Hanshan smiled and said, "Yan Zhenqing once said: Three cups can cure diseases, and long-term consumption can prolong life. You two should have a good taste."

As wine was being poured, the sound of a huqin (a two-stringed bowed instrument) suddenly came from the other side, its melody mournful.

The woman sang in harmony: "I listen to the water melody while holding my wine, and wake from my midday nap, but my sorrow remains. When will spring return? As evening approaches, I grieve for the fleeting time, and the past is only remembered in vain. Birds perch on the sand, and the pond is darkened. The clouds break, the moon appears, and flowers play with shadows. Layer upon layer of curtains cover the lamp. The wind is unsettled, and people are just beginning to quiet down. Tomorrow, fallen petals will surely fill the path."

Her voice is as melodious as a nightingale's song, with a unique charm that has endured for a long time.

Ding'an didn't understand much. After being toasted several times by Liu Qianbian, Tu Gun, and others, he felt that the taste was not quite right, so he put down his drink and stopped drinking.

After they had finished eating and drinking, Qu Hanshan asked with a smile, "Where is Sword Master Ren, the Lady of Red Sleeves?"

Hongxiu chuckled and said, "He has other matters to attend to and is not here."

"Something wrong?" Qu Hanshan laughed. "You stormed into the Tang Clan alone and killed Old Madam Tang and over a hundred Tang Clan experts with your sword. You can't just use 'something wrong' as an excuse."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the pavilion changed color and turned to look at them.

The name of the Tang Clan is like the shadow of a tree; who doesn't know how terrifying the Tang Clan is?
If the Power Gang and the Yangtze River Waterway are icebergs on the surface of the sea, then the Tang Clan is the terrifying shadow beneath.

Unremarkable, yet possessing absolutely terrifying strength.

Hongxiu looked at him, toying with the cup in her hand, and said softly, "Master Qu seems to have quite a few grievances against us."

Qu Hanshan raised an eyebrow, his face showing utter astonishment, then a flash of anger crossed his eyes, and he said with a smile, "The heroine Hongxiu is indeed quick-witted."

Hongxiu glanced at Ding'an, who had put down his wine cup and was picking at his food, then smiled faintly: "If you had no complaints, why did you poison him?"

"boom!"

Tu Gun slammed his fist on the table and stood up, staring intently at Hongxiu, his eyes blazing with fury: "What nonsense are you spouting?!"

Hongxiu remained indifferent, merely toying with her wine glass, showing no interest whatsoever.

Tu Gun was caught between a rock and a hard place, and wanted to shout again.

Suddenly, Qu Hanshan said calmly, "Sit down."

Tu Gun sat back down, looking sullen.

"The Red-Sleeved Heroine".

Qu Hanshan said calmly, "From the moment you arrived at Yigong Pavilion, I have been extremely respectful and have not failed to entertain you properly, have I? Yet not only have you not given me face, you have also falsely accused me of poisoning you."

Qu Hanshan paused, then said, word by word, "So you'd better give me a fair explanation, or I will absolutely not let this go and will definitely have a serious discussion with you!"

Hongxiu looked at him, her smile widening: "Are you trying to scare me?"

As soon as these words were uttered, everyone else burst into curses and shouts:
"Where did this bumpkin come from, daring to cause trouble at 'Yigongting'!"

"Hmph! They've killed so many people in Yangshuo these past few days, trying to provoke us!"

"How dare you be so disrespectful to Master Qu? Are you tired of living?"

These people were talking all at once, but only one person spoke a single, calm sentence that was more powerful than all those voices.

"For the past thirty years, no one has dared to treat Master Qu like this; if Master Qu only needs to say one word, I will be the first to come out."

By saying this, the man had essentially sentenced Hongxiu to death.

The speaker was a short, stocky man in a white robe, who was not particularly handsome and had only nine fingers.

His name is Jiang Yihai.

Jiang Yihai, nicknamed "Capture the Five Lakes and Four Seas," also has another nickname: "Nine-Finger Dragon Capturer."

However, ever since Ren Shaoyang became famous throughout the world and the Divine Sword Dragon Capture became renowned, he was terrified, fearing that the unreasonable Sword God Ren would come knocking on his door. Therefore, he never mentioned the nickname "Nine-Finger Dragon Capture" in front of outsiders.

Despite this, this short man was one of the three greatest masters of grappling techniques in the world, and his reputation far surpassed that of most people present, second only to Qu Hanshan.

So when he stared intently at Hongxiu and said those words, everyone fell silent.

Only Ding'an was still enjoying a salted fish, his mouth dripping with oil.

Jiang Yihai glanced sideways, then turned his head back, his long beard moving even without wind: "Insulting Master Qu is courting death!" With that, he stretched out his hands, about to seize the little beggar.

Suddenly a voice said, "Wait, what's going on? Let her tell us too."

The speaker was Qu Hanshan.

After Qu Hanshan said that, Jiang Yihai was unable to reach out his hand.

"Click~!"

Hongxiu put down her wine cup, pointed at Liu Qianbian, and said indifferently, "Just now, this worthless fan contained poison, and it was used to poison us by fanning us, wasn't it?"

Liu Qianbian's expression immediately changed, and he angrily retorted, "Nonsense!"

Qu Hanshan waved his hand and said, "Continue."

Hongxiu laughed, "Still want to say?" Pointing at the old man playing the zither, "Do you think you can drive us out by planting a coward behind us?"

Everyone was stunned when he said that.

"He used the opportunity of playing the piano to flick the poison onto the rim of the wine glass."

The little beggar held up a cup, and in the candlelight, the rim of the cup displayed a myriad of colors, looking extremely eerie. He then picked up his chopsticks and gave a sneer.

"Even the chopsticks are covered in it!"

The woman singing behind her angrily retorted, "You're making baseless accusations! My daughter and I are from a poor background and are innocent people. Why are you slandering us?"

"Thump!" Peng Jiu, leaning on his iron cane, stood up, his face grim, and shouted sternly, "Master Qu, all our sincerity has been wasted! I think there's no need to listen to this ignorant woman spouting nonsense."

“That’s right!” Liu Qianbian exclaimed, “Their actions are heretical, and now they’re even framing us! This is intolerable!”

Jiang Yihai also said, "Listening to her nonsense will only slander Master Qu's character."

The crowd erupted in uproar, chattering and filled with righteous indignation.

Qu Hanshan looked at Hongxiu and the others, shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity you're all too young."

Hongxiu said, "What's wrong with being young?"

Qu Hanshan said indifferently, "Too young, thinking that high martial arts skills mean you can act recklessly!" He paused, then emphasized, "You've forgotten, this is Guangxi! It's my territory, Qu Hanshan's territory!"

Everyone beamed with joy, giving a thumbs-up and exclaiming in unison, "Hero Qu is truly heroic!"

Qu Hanshan's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his gaze sharp and his voice fierce. He roared, "Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to me like that in Guangxi?" His black beard moved without wind, fluttering into the air.

Suddenly, Ding'an put down his chopsticks and glanced at him sideways: "What are we?" He chuckled and said, "We are the three fierce villains who have slain generals and seized flags, roaming freely across the north and south, and are lawless."

Hongxiu picked up her wine cup and replied with a smile, "Better to offend the King of Hell than the Three Fiends. Even one Tang Clan member couldn't teach you a lesson?"

Just then, Tu Gun, who was the most skilled in hidden weapons on Qu Hanshan's side, suddenly changed his expression and his eyebrows twitched.

"Be careful~"

Before he could finish speaking, a wine glass was already embedded in his forehead with a plop.

Wow!
Everyone was shocked!

Tu Gun's hands were outstretched in anger, and his once ruddy face had turned pale.

In an instant, it turned a ghastly green again.

With a thud, he fell backward to the ground and died instantly.

At this moment, his face turned dark gray again. He convulsed for a while, blood gushed from his facial features, and then he stopped breathing. When he died, his whole body was bruised and black.

Ding'an pointed at the corpse and shouted, "Look, isn't it poisonous? Isn't it?"

"Be bold!"

Qu Hanshan slammed his fist on the table and roared, "How dare you kill someone?!"

Ding'an felt wronged: "He was clearly poisoned to death."

Liu Qianbian said coldly, "All I saw was that this female demon killed Brother Tu."

"They're not going to stop the poisoning?"

"Enough!" Qu Hanshan roared. "Ren Hongxiu, it seems we're destined to fight to the death today!"

"It was supposed to be divided anyway."

Hongxiu slowly rose to her feet, her eyes bloodshot.

The next moment, my sister, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, came online, her voice hoarse and deep: "Ah~! Your flesh and blood will make me so happy."

"Witch!"

Looking into his "sister's" bright red yet lifeless and indifferent eyes, Qu Hanshan felt as if he had fallen into an abyss.

The younger sister whispered, "Brother Ding'an, please go outside for a moment, I'm going to kill someone."

Ding An shrugged and said, "Okay!" He turned and left, rubbing his stomach as he went, complaining, "Oh dear, this fish isn't fresh, it's giving me diarrhea."

"Did I say you could leave?!"

Suddenly, Jiang Yihai soared up like a roc, his hand forming a claw as he reached for Ding An's prosthetic hand.

Ding'an was somewhat confused and grabbed backhand.

Jiang Yihai felt as if his wrists were being constricted by an iron clamp. Just as he was about to struggle free, a strong force suddenly came and lifted him into the air.

Ding'an laughed heartily: "Brother, let's fly a kite!"

As he spoke, he rushed down the mountain, and his prosthetic arm stretched out with a whoosh, just like a kite, and lifted Jiang Yihai up!
As Ding'an's laughter faded into the distance, the expressions on everyone's faces grew increasingly strange.

At that moment, the younger sister chuckled softly, "The hunt begins."

Canglang!

The white curtains of Yigongting suddenly turned blood red.

Before anyone could see clearly, the large round table in the pavilion suddenly exploded!

Wine, food, bowls, chopsticks, and wood chips rushed toward Qu Han Mountain like a vicious dragon!
"Well done!"

Qu Hanshan laughed loudly, and with a flick of his right hand, a sword appeared.

The sword gleamed with a clear light, exuding a chilling aura. Its surface was covered with intricate patterns, and a purple aura emanated from it, making it appear as if it were surrounded by purple flames from afar.

Everyone who saw this treasure was filled with awe and admiration.

Qu Hanshan flicked his wrist, and the sword in his hand seemed to extend from his arm.

With a whoosh, three swords swept across the sky, cleaving the charging "evil dragon" into a pile of fragments!
Just as Qu Hanshan was displaying his power, suddenly his vision blurred and a graceful curved blade stabbed straight towards his brow.

This strike was extremely swift and unpredictable, and since Qu Hanshan was in the process of recovering his energy, it was too late to avoid it by the time he became alert.

He shouted loudly, his hair and beard bristling, and with a sudden kick of his toes, he fell backward.

The demonic scimitar stopped chasing and withdrew, grazing his forehead.

Before Qu Hanshan's body even touched the ground, he straightened up and stood up again. With a flick of his wrist, his long sword spun and stabbed towards Hongxiu.

With a soft laugh, the younger sister suddenly dispersed like a wisp of red mist.

click!
The longsword continued its relentless advance, piercing through the pavilion pillar and sending splinters flying.

At that moment, three sharp screams echoed through the night sky!

(End of this chapter)