Infinite Sims Chapter 71

　　 An hour later.

　　 The ground trembled slightly.

　　 A group of people dressed in black and riding horses came to the shabby tea shed in the distance.

The two got off their horses and checked the dozens of corpses in the tea shed. They turned around and said to the black-clothed man on the leading horse: "Master Sword, the time of death of these people is about an hour. Judging from the wounds, they are all swords. The murderer is the same person for the same weapons."

　　 "A good hand with a knife, so it should be the helper invited by the sour literati."

Venerable Sword glanced at the corpse underground, and sneered: "No wonder the four men and horses sent in the past only came back three."

　　The man in black said again, "Sword Sovereign, what should I do next?"

　　 "Since we have accepted this task, we must complete it, and we can't lose the reputation of our blood killing pavilion."

Venerable Sword raised his head and looked at the sky, his tone was cold and chilly: "We are going back tomorrow morning. There are still many tasks waiting for us in the pavilion."

　　The black people bowed their heads and responded: "Follow the orders of the Venerable!"

　　 Among the mountains and forests.

　　 A motorcade is slowly passing through the official road in the middle.

　　 The horse guards on both sides of the convoy cast their eyes on Nie Qingge on the khaki horse beside the first carriage in front of them from time to time.

　　 The blood-filled clothes that hour ago had been thrown away and put on a clean and tidy protective suit, but the hat was just washed away with water and the blood was still worn on the head.

　　 If it hadn't been for seeing Nie Qingge changing clothes with his own eyes.

　　 They simply couldn't match this silent and low-key figure, which was unable to hold a word for a long time, to the figure that looked like a murderer when they first met.

　　 Even Wang Chen occasionally turned his attention to Nie Qingge.

　　 At that time, after confirming that Nie Qingge was the person invited by Lin Zhenwei and removing the dangerous measures, he went to the tea shed to investigate carefully.

　　 Then, I took out something from the people who were pretending to be businessmen.

　　 A rough map.

　　 The route marked on the map is exactly the route that their convoy traveled, and a cross is drawn where the tea shed is located.

　　 From this point of view, the purpose of those people is probably to assassinate the princess.

　　 Without Nie Qingge, even if he and others did not go to the tea shed to drink tea, they would definitely not avoid a fierce battle, would inevitably take down several guards, and possibly disturb the princess.

　　 is also because of this.

　　 For Nie Qingge who can easily get rid of those people, Wang Chen is even more curious about his true identity.

　　 More than half of those people were killed by a single blow. It can be seen that the murderer's martial arts is very powerful.

Because it is impossible for a person who can create an almost complete victory in the face of dozens of enemies of the same realm alone to achieve victory by immersing himself in the training, and his hands are bound to be contaminated with no less than three-digit human lives, and There are few weak.

　　 Such a person is bound to have a lot of fame.

　　 Wang Chen moved his eyes and looked at the knife on Nie Qingge's back.

　　 Judging from the several broken knives found at the scene and the gaps in most of the weapons, this knife has also done a lot of work, at least it is a weapon of the magic weapon level.

　　 This makes Wang Chen, who is also a knife-wiper, a little envy in his heart, if he also has such a knife...

　　 "As a knife, it's too difficult for me!"

　　 On the other side, Jiang Ren couldn't help feeling a bitter cold towards Wang Chen, who was patrolling back and forth in the convoy and looking at him with fiery eyes from time to time.

　　 The sword is known as the commander of a hundred soldiers.

　　 A knife with multiple methods of use such as chopping, slashing, chopping, piercing, pressing, sweeping, picking, etc. It can be used in endless variety and both offensive and defensive.

　　 But because of this, few women use knives.

　　 When he thinks that there will be many men in the future, looking at him with such a different gaze, Jiang Ren feels as if the path of the sword is gloomy.

"roll!"

　　 Seeing Wang Chen looking over again, Jiang Ren couldn't help but imagine a **** facing the other party.

　　 Once or twice, it's still exciting, right?

　　 After a while, Jiang Ren calmed down. Seeing that the power of the soul would take some time to recover, he focused on the second carriage behind him.

　　 The three carriages formed a straight line.

　　 From the appearance, the carriage is basically the same, but the decoration and the people inside are quite different.

　　 Lin Zhenwei was seated in the first car, the princess and two maids were in the second car, and the third car was used to carry goods.

　　 "This little princess looks quite amazing."

　　 Jiangren recalled the scene when the little princess appeared. With her already beautiful face and figure, combined with that unique temperament, she actually gave people a feeling that 1 plus 1 was greater than 2.

　　 In the real world and the world of hunters and demon hunters, he has seen many women, and he has encountered many such beautiful faces, but there are almost no women like this amazing.

　　 "Um... that person is not a woman."

　　Jiangren thought silently, this is not the impact of different worlds, but the modern social environment, it is destined to hardly appear such a girl who amazes sentient beings.

　　 Of course, he still doesn't feel bad about a girl.

　　The reason why I pay attention to the little princess is that, like most gentlemen, they have an appreciation for beautiful things in their hearts, just like a certain saying, "You can only watch from a distance and not play with it."

　　 Beautiful things, no need to touch, are enough to make people happy.

　　 "You can practice again!"

　　 Jiangren saw that the astral power was restored, and once again devoted himself to the practice of transforming the astral power into instrumental abilities.

　　 After the killing in the tea shed, all the blood energy was transformed into instrumental energy by him, and he successfully filled most of the blade.

　　 "The remaining points should be filled tonight."

"Although these tools can be used to strengthen the blade directly, judging from the abilities obtained when the blade was filled last time, this time the blade can hold more instruments. If you fill it up again, will you get a new one? What about the ability?"

　　 Jiangren looked forward to the slowly increasing performance.

　　 is approaching evening.

　　 The convoy came to a small village with only a hundred households.

　　 The villagers were very vigilant when they saw strange visitors with swords at their waists.

　　 But under the ensuing silver two offensive, a group of people were quickly introduced into the village. Not only did they vacate a lot of houses, but they also took out food they usually couldn't bear to eat.

　　 If it were not for the guards to prevent food poisoning, they would choose to cook their own meals.

　　 Those villagers may still scramble to cook, hoping to get more silver.

　　 Wine and rice are full.

　　 Arrange the rotation list for the night vigil~www.mtlnovel.com~ Most of the team members go back to their rooms to rest, and Nie Qingge is no exception.

　　 Although he has just joined the team, he was placed in one of the best houses because his image was too vicious when he first met.

　　 this moment.

　　 In the courtyard where the princess is located next door, the main hall is still lit.

　　 The princess sits on a wooden chair, with a maid standing on each side, even if she is still young, she still has a royal demeanor between her every move.

　　 Near the door, Lin Zhenwei and Wang Chen stood straight.

　　 A quiet smile appeared on the face of the princess: "Steward Lin, the person you invited is very interesting."

　　 Hearing this, Lin Zhenwei smiled bitterly: "Princess Changping, you should call the old official by his real name."

　　 "That won't work, you are my elder."

　　 Princess Changping blinked playfully, with a smile in her eyes. After a few jokes, she asked seriously, "Who is Nie Qingge?"

　　 Wang Chen also looked at Lin Zhenwei at this time, he had been puzzled by this question for a long time.

　　 "Who is the specific person, to be honest, the old minister is not clear."

　　 Lin Zhenwei shook his head and said: "Twenty years ago, the old official saw him pitifully and gave him a bowl of rice. Since then, he has never seen him again."

　　 "Until four years ago, he suddenly appeared in front of the veteran and promised to find him for anything, whether it was a murder or what, and then gave the veteran a contact place and method, and then left."

　　 He is a very gambler, but few people know.

　　 And I have written letters with roughly the same content to four people. Only Nie Qingge was able to arrive at the appointed time. The other three did not come because they were afraid, or they were already dead on the road.

　　 So, I have no choice.

Chapter end