Volume 1: The Jianghu is the main thing, who is the guest? Chapter 62: Life and death, success or failure, there is no retreat
It was three . There is three o'clock every night, and the three o'clock every night seems to be no different, just a little more charming, a little more intoxicating, but the three o'clock tonight is particularly different.
Li Muchan was wearing a sable fur coat, a black robe and a cloak. In this enchanting and charming midnight, on the Qinhuai River, he should be considered the happiest person.
He should be happy.
Within a year, he had risen from a frustrated little man to power and influence, becoming the most important figure on this river, and even in the entire Jinling City. He no longer had to run around, be bullied, or be displaced, with no control over his life and death, and he had become an important figure among all kinds of people.
The moon is reflected on the river, and the breeze blows the bright moon.
Since he has become the big shopkeeper and boss of this river, it is natural for him to hold a banquet.
The night banquet started at the hour of You. Li Muchan, who usually never drank alcohol, also had a few drinks. He toasted with everyone and got to know all kinds of people, big and small, as well as some martial arts families in Jinling City and many gangsters.
It was not until midnight that he excused himself and left in a slightly drunken state. He returned to his room, fell headfirst on the gorgeous and warm couch, and fell into a deep sleep, living a life of drunkenness and dreams.
You can see that he is really happy.
This feeling of being surrounded, looked up to, and fawned over, although difficult and troublesome to deal with, is undeniable in that it subtly demonstrates the difference in power and status and makes people feel satisfied.
But who knows whether Li Muchan is really happy or satisfied?
He looked like he was sleeping soundly, humming something indistinctly, and reeking of alcohol.
But, it was just at three o'clock in the morning.
The lamp on the corner of the table, which was filled with oil and had a long wick, suddenly went out.
Not only this lamp, but also the tall lamp in the corner and the wind lamp on the other side were all extinguished.
The lights went out, but the sword lit up.
A flash of green sword light suddenly flashed from the window, and then pointed at Li Muchan who was sleeping on the bed like a meteor from the sky. The tip of the sword shone coldly, and the sword was as fast as thunder and wind, incredibly fast and thrilling. This fatal sword cut through the moonlight in an instant, and it was extremely fierce.
The sword lit up for a moment, and then the knife also lit up.
There was a green light on the bed, which was the light of a knife.
Li Muchan, who was originally sleeping soundly, suddenly turned over and jumped up, flashing in the air. He swung the long sword in his hand without any hesitation and with the same swift force.
Swords clashed and green light flashed. In a trance-like moment, with the help of the moonlight and lights from outside, Li Muchan could clearly see the other person's true features.
This figure was dressed as a rower, with a pungent smell of fish and shrimp on his body, but his vicious eyes and the "Green Willow" in his hand made his identity obvious.
It turned out to be the second young master of Shenjian Villa, Xie Longteng.
"I can't believe that the 'Thunder Envoy' of the Demon Cult is actually one of the 'Seven Dragon Leaders' of the Azure Dragon Society." Xie Longteng said in a hoarse voice.
Li Muchan did not say anything, nor was he surprised. He thought that when he exposed Shangguan Xiaoxian's fake "Five Dragon Heads", the other party saw through the flaw.
After all, he was the only one who had seen the real "Five Dragon Heads", and coupled with the ambush that night, any man with a little bit of brains would definitely suspect him.
He wants to replace it!!!
In just a moment, Li Muchan was sure of the other party's intention. This person now wanted to survive in a desperate situation, otherwise "Divine Sword Villa" would not let him go, and "Qinglong Society" would look for him everywhere in the world. It can be said that he had no way to go up to heaven and no way to go down to earth. He could only rely on his identity as the Seven Dragons to survive.
But how could Li Muchan not realize that it was this man who rowed the boat to carry him back to Jinling?
Besides, he had been waiting for a long time.
Their figures intertwined for a moment, Xie Longteng drew his sword and moved, the sword light in the room lit up like stars. He drew his sword with his right hand, and his left hand suddenly stretched out and extended in an extremely mysterious and amazing way, and the long sword in Li Muchan's hand immediately changed hands.
It is the Xie family's unique skill, the sword-stealing style!!!
The moment he changed his tactics, a stunning sword light appeared in Xie Longteng's palm and swept towards Li Muchan's throat, fast, fierce and intimidating.
But the trembling sword light suddenly disappeared, and Xie Longteng flew backwards; his face was full of astonishment, and his eyes were even more horrified, because the sword light he swung out had been caught in the air by an almost transparent left hand. And on his chest, a big hand was pushing his body, the sound of wind was blowing in his ears, and the cold air penetrated his heart and lungs, making his hands and feet cold.
He wanted to use the knife again, and with a twist of his wrist, the tip of the knife stabbed Li Muchan's chest. However, the knife did not pierce the flesh, but instead made a clear sound of metal.
"Soft armor?"
As Xie Longteng was stunned and desperate, he bumped into the pillar from behind and tasted sweet in his mouth. The breath that was already strong from being seriously injured suddenly dissipated. Before his feet touched the ground, the hand on his chest had already ruthlessly rubbed and sank, pressed and pressed, and a vicious palm force was instantly added to his body. The blood that he had barely swallowed in his throat turned into a ball of blood mist and spurted out.
Li Muchan used his fingers as swords to seal the opponent's 19 major acupoints on his limbs and bones, and then he retreated quickly.
The lights in the darkness lit up again, Xie Longteng struggled to look, and saw Li Muchan sitting under the lamp, her long black hair flowing, and half of her fair cheek seemed to be dyed a cold jade color by the lamplight, looking at him with a smile.
"You seem to hate me very much?" Li Muchan said.
Xie Longteng swallowed a mouthful of blood foam fiercely, his eyes were filled with hatred and extreme coldness. If this person had not revealed Shangguan Xiaoxian's fake identity, it would be uncertain who would win or lose. He gritted his teeth and said, "I wish I could eat you alive, and I won't let you go even if I become a ghost."
"I really think highly of you." Li Muchan's face was expressionless. "Why do you all like to say such things? The one who died in Chang'an City was also like that."
The smile on Xie Longteng's face froze instantly. He looked at Li Muchan deeply and fell silent. After a while, he said resignedly, "My fate today will be your future. Kill me."
Li Muchan shook his head: "I won't kill you, or I won't kill you now."
Just as Xie Longteng's eyes were uncertain, Li Muchan said quietly, "Don't worry, I won't hand you over to the Great Dragon Chief, let alone send you to the Divine Sword Villa. I have thought of a way to make you live longer. You should be thankful that you still have some value."
At this moment, his expression was very calm, as if his previous happiness was all fake.
Yes, it was indeed fake.
Because Li Muchan understood that these things were just given to him by others and never belonged to him. Since the other party could promise him all these wealth and glory with just one word, he could also make him lose everything with just one word.
Moreover, what he wanted was not those things that could not be shown on the public and that people had to hide and be afraid of.
If he wants something, he still likes to get it himself.
Li Muchan pondered for a long time, then suddenly asked, "Do you know the identity of the old man in the sedan chair?"
Xie Longteng was stunned at first when he heard this, and then he smiled strangely, his shoulders trembling, as if Li Muchan was already dead.
Just as Li Muchan showed impatience and frowned, Xie Longteng leaned against the wall, calmed his breath, and said meaningfully: "I know that the man was rescued from a certain prison by the Great Dragon Chief, and his surname is Di. He was suspected to be a marquis at one time."
Li Muchan's narrowed eyes suddenly opened wide: "Your surname is Di, Lord Marquis?"
His eyelids trembled, and some strange stories and secrets he had seen in the past emerged one by one in his mind. After a while, his lips moved and he whispered softly, "Farewell!"
Parting is not a separation, but a weapon. It was once hailed as one of the seven most terrifying weapons in the world. Like the "Eternal Life Sword", it is a legend in the world.
Parting hook.
The most proud battle of the owner of this hook was when he used it to defeat a hereditary first-class marquis, a big figure who played an important role in the "Qinglong Society", and his name became known throughout the world.
Xie Longteng suddenly stopped hating and just laughed.
"Hehehe, I think I know what you are going to do. Your ambition is greater than mine. I've already..." He bared his teeth in a weird smile, with blood between his teeth, looking extremely crazy, "Ahem... I can already see the posture of your demise."
Li Muchan picked up the green willow on the ground, looked at the sword and knife in his hand, his eyes sparkling, and said lightly: "You, you have lost martial arts, ambition, and even more magnanimity. If you don't have the determination to fight to the end, how can you reach the top? Your father was willing to sacrifice himself to achieve his goal, you really should learn from him... Since you have entered the world to compete, if you succeed, you will reach the pinnacle and shock the world. If you lose, you will just die. There is no way back! ”
