There is a city in the world
This is the sword I nearly lost my life to get, I must find it.
Therefore, Xu Ning ran faster than both of them.
"Master, may I ask what's going on here?" Xu Ning rushed to the meeting room of Wanqi Villa. She knew Li Jiangxin was the second master, but she had to be nice when asking someone to do something for her.
"Don't worry, Miss Xu. We are already investigating." Li Jiangxin consoled her calmly.
"The Xilin Sword was originally supposed to be given to Miss Xu on the day she won, but she was injured that day and it was left untouched. Yesterday, the owner of the manor made a golden nanmu sword case and placed the sword inside. He had intended to give it to Miss Xu today, but when he opened it, it was gone. That's when he realized the sword had been stolen," Li Jiangxin's maid explained. Her expression was serious, and she didn't lie at all.
"That means the sword was still there yesterday, or it was still there when we released it yesterday. What martial rank are the people guarding the sword?" Xu Ning frowned.
"It's the fourth or fifth level of Xiaoji Peak, and the master has also set up a Panji formation in the house. Logically, not many people should be able to break in." said a young man standing next to him.
"That is to say, the person who takes the sword must not only be good at martial arts, but also be proficient in the art of Qimen Dunjia." Qu Xiang seemed to be thinking about something.
"We can't say it's just one person. It could be two people or a gang, and they just need to divide the work among themselves." After the last incident with Liu Han, Xu Ning had a more comprehensive idea when looking at the case again.
Li Jiangxin couldn't help but raise an eyebrow after hearing this.
I've learned my lesson. Tang Xixu unconsciously curled the corners of his lips.
"What are you laughing at?" Qu Yi looked at Tang Xixu, confused.
"I hope the young lady can check it according to this standard." The maid understood Xu Ning's meaning and nodded in response, then left with the young man next to her.
"This is too blatant and shameful. When you can't win, you resort to such despicable means!" The strong man in rough clothes glared at Hong Yu fiercely.
"You! You are not my senior brother. My senior brother is upright and never bothers to do these things behind the scenes!" Hong Yu was defeated and Xu Ning got the sword. Now that the sword is lost, the first person everyone thinks of is of course Hong Yu.
In the martial arts world, especially in a serious martial arts tournament like this, all the heroes hate people who do shady things behind the scenes the most.
"If you ask me, everyone should stay put. Everyone who comes here has registered. We have nothing to fear from our own actions. Let's see who stole the sword."
"Seeing this, I can't help but feel hatred in my heart. Li Xiangjun wants to fight for justice... You laugh at me, a prostitute, who is of low quality..." Suddenly, someone started singing, but I didn't know where it came from, and no one could be seen.
"Don't worry, everyone. I've invited someone to sing a song today. Let's consider it as Li's apology. Come with me." Li Jiangxin listened to the music and led his people towards Qinyuan.
Various flowers are planted on the outer layer of Qinyuan, and there is a large open space at the innermost part, which is just right for setting up a stage.
Xu Ning also followed.
"This Peach Blossom Fan is truly heartbreaking every time I listen to it." Xu Ningcai saw that the eighteen-foot-tall knight actually burst into tears.
Xu Ning didn't understand opera, "What story is this about?" Xu Ning couldn't hear the lyrics clearly, so he asked the two people next to him.
"A talented scholar who went to Beijing to take the imperial examination met a famous prostitute after failing. To express his love, he gave her a fan, the Peach Blossom Fan. The two fell in love and got married, but..." Qu Yi looked around and whispered to Xu Ning, "But things didn't go smoothly for them. They were framed by a treacherous official. The official wanted to bribe the scholar to repair his relationship with a powerful official, but the prostitute refused. The official framed the scholar, and he was forced to leave. In the end, the prostitute became a nun, and the scholar, after experiencing the destruction of his country and his family, also became a monk. The two never met again."
"Yes, the world is like this. It is hard to predict what will happen." Tang Xixu sighed suddenly, which surprised Xu Ning.
"You are such a shameless person. You actually eavesdropped on people's conversations."
Tang Xixu said nothing and didn't want to pay attention to him.
When the song ended, the audience were either heartbroken, lamenting, or in tears. It seemed as if everyone had forgotten about the lost sword and was immersed in sorrow.
"Don't you find it strange? Just now everyone was clamoring to find the sword and to find out the real culprit, but now no one mentions it." Xu Ning frowned.
"You're overthinking it. Isn't everyone still here?" Qu Yi continued to watch the next scene.
As they spoke, the maid who had gone to investigate reappeared and whispered something to Li Jiangxin. Xu Ning raised her eyes and met Li Jiangxin's. Neither of them looked away, as if whoever looked away first would be the first to admit defeat.
Li Jiangxin was a little curious about such a woman, a girl who dared to look into his eyes for a long time.
There was no trace of timidity or panic in her eyes, but rather calmness and composure, as if she was not the one who threw the sword.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!" The deep sound of the guqin came from outside Qinyuan.
Everyone's attention was drawn to it.
"Master Li Er, long time no see." A man in a dark blue robe, with his hair tied up high and braided into small braids, slowly fell down holding a guqin.
"It's Fu Ling, the Heart-Captivating Hand!"
"Why are the people from the Lieyin Sect here? They have disappeared for many years since the war. Are they going to make a comeback?" Many knights have taken defensive postures.
"Haha, I didn't expect that I would be able to invite the great protector Fu to come just for my performance." The Qingyi who was performing on the stage just now tore off his costume, took off his crown, and flew down directly.
"Ah, isn't this Qingyi Wuyou-Hua Xing?" Qu Yi's heart tightened.
Tang Xixu disagreed. He said calmly, "Well, I heard that anyone who heard him sing would die."
Xu Ning's eyes widened instantly. Oh my god! Doesn't that mean I might get caught again?
"Which side does Qing Yi Wu You belong to?"
"I think the little girl is also new to the world of martial arts. There is a city in the world called Buhuo City, and there are three city lords. The first city lord is Qiangyu Ciming, the second city lord is Sanjue Dice King, and the third city lord is Qingyi Wuyou." The elder brother with a knife explained in detail.
"Alas, little girl, don't be sad. Life is just like this." The eldest brother comforted Xu Ning, as if these people in Qinyuan were bound to die today.
"Buhuo City? The place where the dead come back to life? Was it built in recent years?" While her elder brother was talking, Xu Ning asked the system to show her the original book, and there was indeed no record of it in the book.
"In recent years... probably not. In short, most of the people entering this city are either dead or extremely vicious."
Isn't this just an advanced version of the Guildhall?
"Ahem, I have to go to the bathroom urgently. Go take care of it." In fact, she wanted to run away. After all, it was a fight between "gods".
"Don't worry, little girl, you can't run away. Don't you think so, Second Master?" Fu Ling smiled with a hint of meaning.
Any fool can react to this.
"Great, it turns out that Master Li is in cahoots with them." A strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was furious.
"I've already told you not to be so anxious. I'll naturally give you what I owe you." Li Jiangxin was no longer as calm and elegant as before. He felt embarrassed as if something bad had been exposed.
"But so much time has passed and the things haven't been delivered yet." Fu Ling gently stroked the guqin.
There were many people trapped, but few could defeat these two men.
"Could it be that they want the Xilin Sword?"
"It turns out that Master Li is stealing from the company. No wonder we have been looking for the sword for so long." There was a moment of noise and debate in Qin Garden.
Some people also responded, "You brought us here to listen to music to distract us. It would be best if we could forget about this matter."
"It's so noisy." Then Fu Ling plucked the strings a few times.
For a while, the devilish sound was lingering, and the listeners were filled with endless sorrow, dizziness and great pain.
"Ah." "Ah." Everyone covered their heads.
Xu Ning frowned, as if the music was plucking at her brain nerves, as if it was trying to pry her brain apart.
"Quickly recite the Jingyuan Heart Method silently." Seeing this, Tang Xixu covered Xu Ning's ears.
Xu Ning did as he was told and indeed felt much better.
"Our manor master is not like that. We want to give you something else." Li Jiangxin's maid argued.
At this time, a woman in red flew over and said, "I got it."
Yin Wumeng?
Why is she here?
Xu Ning sensed something was amiss when he saw this person approaching. And the person was holding the Xilin Sword.
Well, if you want this sword, I can reluctantly give it up. After all, life comes first.
"Blood-handed Guanyin?!"
"I should have checked the almanac before going out today." Qu Yi was petrified.
"This year's weapon-obtaining conference is really interesting. It has attracted two guardians of the Demon Cult." Qingyi Wuyou spoke in a female voice like singing an opera.
It was also at this moment that Xu Ning saw Hua Xing clearly. He was dressed as a Qingyi, and still had the makeup he had just worn for the opera. The corners of his eyes were made up with dark eye makeup, red lips, and a long-sleeved Qingyi. He really looked like a famous actor.
"In that case, I'm sorry to bother you. Thank you, Master Li." Fu Ling smiled with satisfaction, and Yin Wumeng took his hand and prepared to leave.
"Stop! You can leave, but leave your sword behind!" Xu Lian ran out tremblingly at some point. The young man's lips were pale and bloodless.
"Second Brother? Your injury hasn't healed yet, why are you running out?" Although Xu Ning still didn't know why Xu Lian was injured.
"Brother, why did you follow me here? What's wrong? Can't you bear to leave me?" Yin Wumeng came down, stroked her golden hair, and looked at Xu Lian with a smile.
"You! Stop talking nonsense, you witch!" Xu Lian was so angry that her chest hurt.
Xu Ning raised both eyebrows, oh, something is happening.
Fu Ling ignored Yin Wumeng and turned sideways to leave.
"Want to leave? Jian, stay." Tang Xixu took the knife from Qu Yi's back.
"Hey, you should have told me in advance if you wanted to lend me your knife."
"Young Master, you are so arrogant." Fu Ling glanced at the person behind him.
The two landed on the stage and began to fight. However, Fu Ling did not use the Xilin Sword, but carried it on his back.
After several rounds, the two were evenly matched.
"Use my platform without asking me." Qingyi Wuyou also joined in.
None of the knights in the audience dared to step forward to help. They were not capable enough and did not want to hurt themselves.
"I didn't expect that this young master in black clothes is actually at the Great Heaven level."
"He has been here for so many days and he hasn't come on stage to challenge anyone. It's rare to have such a non-competitive mentality." The audience in the audience exclaimed in amazement.
Tang Xixu stabbed Fu Ling's upper body with his knife, and Hua Xing stabbed Fu Ling's leg with his hairpin.
"Fu Ling!" Yin Wumeng stopped fighting with Xu Lian and flew onto the stage to help.
"Want to leave!" Xu Lian grabbed Yin Wumeng's right shoulder. Although Xu Lian looked pale, he was actually much better.
Yin Wumeng turned Xu Lian's arm outward with his backhand, "Second Brother, let me help you."
"Brother, can you lend me your sword?" Xu Ning casually pulled out a sword from a certain viewer.
"Little girl, your Ze Chen Xing Ge is pretty good, although it still lacks some essence." Yin Wumeng is a person who values talent, and the people who can sing Ze Chen Xing Ge in this world are long gone.
"So I don't want to hurt you." Yin Wumeng glanced at Xu Ning with her phoenix eyes.
"Then give me back my sword." With Tang Xixu and the others on the scene, Xu Ning felt more confident.
"He also wants the Xilin Sword. There's no point in defeating me." Fu Ling said to Tang Xixu, trying to get him to stop, because he could clearly feel that this man's martial arts skills were unfathomable.
"Who said I wanted it? What's the use of that thing for me?" Hua Xing didn't want to be framed. After all, this might make him be ridiculed by the martial arts world, and he was very concerned about his reputation.
"Little girl, do you think I'm beautiful?" Yin Wumeng was injured and half-squatting on the ground, and suddenly said to Xu Ning.
Xu Ning didn't think much about it, his eyes seemed to be attracted by something: "Beautiful." Then, Xu Ning's eyes became dull, and then he took the initiative to walk towards Yin Wumeng.
"Is this, soul-stealing?"
"Master, when will the formation be activated?"
"No hurry, let these dogs bite for a while. Have those people in the capital left?"
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