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Chapter 7: Stories on Jianghu

The sky was dark and the sky was drooping, as if it was so breathless that it was overwhelming. The heavy snow was still falling.

Xia Yunmo rode a horse, shook the snowflakes on his shoulders, and suddenly felt unconscious.

The snow was flying, and the eyes were covered with snow white, which made the original color of this world covered by snowflakes.

A journey alone is not only lonely, but also boring.

He missed another world a little, and it was not as boring as it was because of the lights and wine, and the information explosion.

Suddenly, Xia Yunmo's half-closed eyes opened, revealing a terrifying light.

In front, the branches shaking, snowflakes fell, as if birds were flying by.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of cold lights were already coming to Xia Yunmo.

Xia Yunmo smiled, and the journey was not too lonely.

With a wave of his palm and spitting out his palm, dozens of cold lights fell to the ground.

As expected, more than a dozen hidden weapons fell to the ground.

There are sleeve arrows, flying needles, caltrops, five-gauze beads...

Every hidden weapon here is highly poisonous, and any one can kill people. Now thirteen hidden weapons are sent out together, which is enough to show how cruel the person who takes action is.

"What a cruel person, the one behind the tree can come out." Xia Yunmo stroked his hand and said.

A woman walked out from behind the tree. She was pretty and plump, but her face was cold, and she was three points colder than the snowflakes falling in the sky.

In addition, the most concerned woman's clothes are golden, woven in gold silk, and decorated with pearls and beautiful jade.

This dress is the most luxurious one Xia Yunmo has ever seen.

"There are not many people who can sprinkle thirteen hidden weapons with one hand. With such gorgeous clothes, this person must be the rumored Thousand-Handed Rakshasa." Xia Yunmo smiled.

"I have some vision. If I hand over the golden silk armor, I will spare your life. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind having another dead person in this world." Qianshou Rakshasa said coldly.

"Come on, I don't mind the extra dead person in the world." Xia Yunmo shook his figure, jumped high, went to the bottom and slashed out with one palm.

This palm is full of wind, and the palm wind of the wild hunting blows the snow on the trees around it. The Thousand-Handed Rakshasa is covered by this palm, and I feel that the mouth and nose are difficult to breathe, and the whole body cannot move.

She struggled to swing out several hidden weapons, but as soon as the hidden weapons were swung out, they were blown to the ground by the palm wind.

Finally, the palm slapped the head of Qianshou Rakshasa, and her seven orifices were bleeding and fell to the ground.

"Although I expect someone to make my journey less boring, if you are too weak, I will be boring."

Xia Yunmo shook his head and said with a sigh.

"It's still boring."

****

In recent days, there have been two things in the world that are the most lively.

One thing that happened was that the plum blossom thief was arrested, but what was surprising was that the plum blossom thief's identity was Li Xunhuan.

Li Xunhuan, the third-ranked top expert in the weapon spectrum, came out of seclusion more than ten years ago and disappeared. Some people doubted whether they had caught the wrong person.

After all, the Li family is "seven Jinshis in one family, and three sons in the father and son." They have been with great wealth for generations, and they are rich and rich enough to rival the country. Later, they even gave Li Yuan to their sworn brothers. Such a passion really makes it hard to believe that he is a plum blossom thief.

When Li Xunhuan was young, he was even more romantic. Just relying on his name as "Little Li Flying Knife" and the smile on his lips was enough to make many women in the world recommend themselves to pillows and mattresses, so why should they do such a thing?

But the "selfless" of Mr. Zhao Zhengyi, "Moyun Hand" Gongsun Moyun, and Mr. Tian Qi of Luoyang Prefecture.

With these three people testified, even if Li Xunhuan was not a plum blossom thief, he would still be a plum blossom thief.

Soon, Li Xunhuan will be escorted to Shaolin Temple and confessed to justice.

The second thing is a martial arts rookie who stirred up bloody storm.

This martial arts rookie is called the "Broken Young Master" Xia Yunmo, and has the treasure that people dream of in the world - the Golden Silk Armor.

This "Smashing Young Master" not only did not act low-key, but instead sang all the way, fearing that others would not know that he had golden silk armor.

Countless people in the martial arts world wanted to obtain this treasure, but unfortunately most of them lost their lives in the end, and only a small group of people escaped with their light skills.

Someone once said that if Bai Xiaosheng re-arranged the weapon spectrum, perhaps this person could enter the top twenty or even higher.

At the same time, this young master with a transcendent talent is a first-class martial arts genius.

The twentieth champion has already won the ranks of top-notch masters in the world. His light skills were originally just the last, but in half a month, few masters have escaped under him.

Now, even if you know the whereabouts of this broken young master and know that he is pregnant with golden armor, few people dare to attack him.

The wind and snow gradually stopped and the sky cleared.

The sun shines out of the haze and sprinkles on this land for a long time. After being cleaned by heavy snow, it seems that the whole world has become much cleaner.

Unfortunately, this world is dirty, and it is rotten from the inside out, let alone the world. The heavy snow washed away the blood marks, but soon countless people in the world will dye this world blood red.

Xia Yunmo walked in Baoding City. Baoding City, which was originally bustling and prosperous, was sunny today, and people were coming and going.

He smiled a little. He liked such a prosperous city. Having a city means there are fine wine, beauties, and food. There are many more interesting people and interesting things.

"Get out of here, get out of here."

At this moment, there was a sound of horse hooves behind Xia Yunmo suddenly remembered behind him, and there were also a burst of screams of exclamation.

Xia Yunmo turned around and saw a few young men wearing furious horses, holding whips in their hands, galloping. If someone stopped them, or if they didn't like someone, they would use the whip to whip at the other party.

These young men seem to have practiced martial arts. When they whip down, they immediately made people scream in pain.

There seems to be some background behind them, and ordinary people just dare not speak out.

Wherever they went, it was like a plague passing through. Everyone avoided it and rushed to both sides of the street, revealing a wide avenue.

Several young men laughed wildly, as if they thought this was very majestic.

But soon they couldn't laugh because they saw a person still on the main road, as if they hadn't heard their scolding, which made them lose their majesty.

What made them even more angry was that this person was actually holding a red-blooded horse. Although the red-blooded horse fell from a layer of dust and looked a little embarrassed, they would never admit their mistakes.

So, a young man in the lead waved his whip, and the whip was like a poisonous snake, swallowing towards Xia Yunmo.

This young man is not an idiot. If they meet a real master of the world or someone with a deeper background, they will only flatter with respect and politeness without revealing flaws.

But from their perspective, Xia Yunmo was just a poor scholar, with neither martial arts nor identity background. He looked dusty and his clothes were all white.

But they didn't know that Xia Yunmo had been walking in the village and the back of the shop these two days, and he even met two groups of martial arts masters, so he looked like this.

Of course, with his personality, he was greedy for pleasure, and without long time, he would wear the softest silk and lie in the beauty's arms, allowing the beauty to drink mellow wine with her red lips as a cup.

The whip hit Xia Yunmo. The young master was a master of whip. The whip was vicious and vicious, and he was about to slap Xia Yunmo's body.

This young man is so sarcastic that he has the intention of killing someone and taking a horse.

The others turned their eyes away, unable to bear to look at them.

With a "bang", the whip did not slap Xia Yunmo, but was caught by Xia Yunmo's hand.

Then, Xia Yunmo pulled his hand. The young man flew up from his horse and fell to the ground hard, falling to the ground with a dizzy and his butt blossomed.

"Bao, bah." The young man spitted out a few mouthfuls of dust, knowing that he was pretending to be tough, but he didn't look at it very much. He was about to say a few soft words and leave, and then waited for an opportunity to take revenge. He raised his head, but saw that the man had already walked in front of him.

Xia Yunmo's lips raised slightly, showing a smile, and his smile was warm. The winter sun shone on his face, and a layer of soft colors were even added.

Even though Xia Yunmo's thick clothes were still blushing in her cheeks.

"The whip just now was the "venomous snake entanglement" in the "Violent Snake Whip Method". You seem to want my life." Xia Yunmo's voice was also very gentle.

"I..." The young man suddenly shook, but in that gentle tone, he felt a solemn murderous intent, which made him cold all over his body, as if he had fallen into hell.

"Since you want to kill me, then you are killed by me now, so there should be no complaints." Xia Yunmo said with a smile.

The young master was suddenly covered in great fear, but he could not move or speak.
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