Volume 18: The Third Master's Sword Chapter 441: A Sudden Visitor
Zhuyeqing finally calmed down, picked up the chopsticks, and slowly ate the plain side dish bite by bite.
And Wawa sat nearby, repeatedly thanking Xiaoyun with his eyes and mouth.
Xiaoyun also thanked Zhuyeqing and the doll again and again.
Only Xiaoyun knew that these two people who helped him might not be exchanged for ten boxes of gold, a hundred bottles of magic pills, and a thousand martial arts books.
The two people thanked each other and gave way to each other, which was quite strange to see.
A day passed quickly, and Zhuyeqing seemed to have become a different person. He became quiet, silent, contented, and very obedient to Wawa, completely different from his previous crazy appearance.
After the meal, even the waiter was amazed and kept praising Xiaoyun's clever methods.
——Although he did not see what means Xiaoyun used, he knew that such an effect was achieved after Xiaoyun had some contact with Zhuyeqing.
"Our former boss is really amazing. He managed to persuade a man who was about to go crazy back to normal with just a few words."
Xiaoyun just sat there quietly for the whole afternoon like an ordinary person until it got dark and the shop closed.
"Old boss, why don't you just stay here with us? I'll talk to the shopkeeper and I won't charge you any money."
"Okay, I'll stay here today, and let them live with me."
So Wawa and Zhuyeqing also stayed in Yuelai Inn.
…
The next morning.
Xiaoyun thought about it all night and decided to take advantage of her empty mind and free heart to travel around and see the beautiful mountains and rivers.
In short, he had saved some money after a year, enough for him to splurge for a while.
But just as he woke up listening to the birds chirping and packed his things, he heard a scream from downstairs!
"Ah! You...you are that person?"
Xiaoyun immediately recognized that it was the voice of the Bamboo Leaf Green Snake, and it sounded very frightened.
"I didn't expect to meet you here."
This voice seemed normal, calm and unperturbed.
Xiaoyun opened the door, took a few steps, looked out, and saw a man, a young man.
This young man was impossible not to notice.
——Because he is as sharp as his sword.
But Xiaoyun just took a glance.
——Because he is as sharp as his sword.
A true master would not emit such a sharp sword energy at any time and anywhere, whether it is Yan Nantian, Xie Xiaofeng, Old Man Tianji, Shangguan Jinhong, or Xiaoyun himself.
It is impossible for a person to live an ordinary life with sword energy. If so, it is not the person who controls the sword, but the sword that controls the person.
However, the fact that a sword can control people cannot be said to be a low level, because the sword itself must first have spirituality before it can control people.
But for a swordsman to be able to give his sword this kind of "spirituality" is already a remarkable thing!
There are three thousand great ways, and this is also one of the ways in the way of swordsmanship.
Xiaoyun knew that at least the swordsmanship of Mei Changsu, the first senior brother of Huashan Sect, was inferior to the man in front of him.
Zhuyeqing was speaking again, his voice trembling: "Why are you here? Murong Qiudi has let us go, do you still want to..."
Chi!
A sword answered him.
The young man raised his hand and stabbed out with the sword. The light and shadow flowed, and it was so hazy that people couldn't see clearly where the sword was going.
When people looked again, the tip of the sword was right on Zhuyeqing's throat.
This time, Zhuyeqing did not use his "special skill" - cutting the young man's wrist , because he had no time to react.
Perhaps even if he was not blind and his martial arts were still perfect, he would not be a match for the young man in front of him.
So he remained calm.
"Are you here to kill us?"
The young man said nothing, but slowly put down his sword and said, " The name of the honored mother should not be spoken lightly!"
Zhuyeqing smiled disdainfully and said, "Why can't I call you that? Others may not know your identity, but don't I know it? You..."
This time the young man thrust the sword into his throat, but he measured the force well, barely breaking his fur and causing blood to seep out, but not being truly fatal.
"You better shut up. I'm not here for you. You don't deserve it!"
The baby said hurriedly: "My Lord, please don't be angry. We all understand and will not say anything."
The young man said, "That's good. I'm here to find someone called Xiaoyun."
"Xiao Yun?!"
Zhuyeqing's expression changed: "What do you want to do with him?"
The young man said calmly: "Kill him."
When he uttered these three words, there was no murderous intent in his voice, as if he was just saying something that was a matter of course.
Only Zhuyeqing heard a hint of well-hidden excitement from his mouth.
Zhuyeqing frowned and asked, "Does he have a grudge against you?"
The young man said, "No. I want to kill him."
For him, this reason was enough.
Zhuyeqing originally wanted to silently wink at the waiter and ask him to inform Xiaoyun and teach him to run away quickly.
But he no longer had eyes.
Some things are like this. People often don’t cherish them when they have them. Only when they lose them do they realize their value.
Zhuyeqing quietly pinched the doll's hand, but the doll didn't react at all.
He couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
But at this moment, he heard Xiaoyun's voice.
"Are you here to kill me?"
Xiaoyun has walked down the stairs slowly, and every step she takes is steady, normal, ordinary, and down-to-earth.
Sometimes, very ordinary means very down-to-earth.
Because it can't be ordinary anymore, and it can't "fall down" anymore, so it feels solid.
Different from the sharpness and sharpness of young people, when young people saw Xiaoyun for the first time, they felt that she was ordinary, normal and average.
It's the kind that you can't recognize if you throw it into a crowd of people.
But after hearing what Xiaoyun said, he felt that this person was very reliable and stable. Even in a crowd, he would definitely stand out.
Everyone will definitely like this kind of special and safe person.
The young man didn’t know that Xiaoyun was not like this just yesterday.
Zhuyeqing had been constantly gesturing to Xiaoyun, but Xiaoyun seemed not to notice and said, "I am Xiaoyun. May I ask who you are?"
The young man said seriously: "I am here to challenge you. My name is Xie Xiaodi!"
He spoke very solemnly and his expression was very subtle, as if he was completing a glorious and brilliant mission.
Thanks Xiaodi!
Xiaoyun had heard this name several times since he came to Liuquan City.
It is said that when the seven major sword sects formed the Taishan Alliance, they elected a leader named Li Zhenzhen, but Xie Xiaodi suddenly emerged and defeated Mei Changhua of the Huashan Sect, Qin Duxiu of the Kongtong Sect, and Ouyang Yunhe of the Wudang Sect.
Then he became Li Zhenzhen's husband.
There are rumors in the martial arts world that Xie Xiaodi's swordsmanship may be even better than Li Zhenzhen's; many people even believe that only if this couple works together can they resist the rise of a mysterious "Tianzun" organization in the martial arts world.
But Xiaoyun knew more about him.
Xie Xiaodi is not only the husband of the leader of the seven major sword sects, but also the son of "the best swordsman in the world" Xie Xiaofeng and Murong Qiudi, the boss behind the "Tianzun" organization.
Such a person has almost reached the highest height that anyone in this world can reach.
This is Xie Xiaodi.
