Chapter 453: The Bitterness of the World

Northern Zhou, Juyuan County, small town Leli.

Because it is close to the border between Jin and Zhou, Leli is full of accents from all over the world, and there are many people with swords and swords coming in and out. The most prosperous business in the city is restaurants and inns, and southern and northern goods.

In a restaurant, a man with an accent near Lulong said with saliva flying: "Damn, the list of people in Southern Jin always looks down on the heroes of our Great Zhou. Why is there only Cao Xiangu from the Cao family in the top ten? What about Tiance from Chunyang Sect? What about Wenren An from Cangjian Tower? What about the several direct disciples of Huamei Villa?"

Northern Zhou also has six gates, but because the aristocratic court is suppressed by the sects, the sense of existence is weak. Let alone the list of heaven and earth, in some places where the sects are powerful, they can only shrink in their own small fields, do some trivial things to suppress the ground and deter the scoundrels, and often avoid disputes related to the sects.

Under such circumstances, the Heaven and Earth List of the Six Gates of the Great Jin Dynasty became unique, and even if the heroes of the Northern Zhou Dynasty did not like it, they had to admit it with a pinch of their noses, but they often complained about the injustice and seemed to be dismissive.

"That's not the truth!" The man next to him slapped his thigh, "How many spies can Nanjin plant in our Great Zhou? How much can they find out about the martial arts world? Except for the strong people in the external scene, who are all one-on-one and famous, the masters of enlightenment are probably only known by the most prominent ones. They must have missed many people whose strength is enough but whose achievements are not sensational."

The man with a Lulong accent took a sip of wine: "Let's not talk about the ones missed. Look, why is Cao Xiangu, who has defeated all the enlightened opponents in the Northern Zhou, only third? It is said that the Tiance of the Chunyang Sect has achieved the unity of heaven and man, but it turns out that he is only twelfth."

"You said he is a little worse than the fierce god of the Shangguan family. We all admit it, but Shangguan Heng, who has the combat power of half a step in the external scene, is only eleven. The Five-Directional Emperor Sword and the Shouzheng Sword of the Nine Apertures are ahead of him!"

"Isn't this looking down on us?"

He was indignant and stood up for the heroes of the Northern Zhou martial arts, although the other party certainly didn't know him.

In the past six months, "Buddha Heart Palm" Xuan Zhen was not affected by He Jiu and Wang Siyuan's sudden rise to heaven, and he was promoted to the perfect half-step step by step, so the top five were Wolf King Tie Sheng, Mad Blade Su Meng, Wuwang Earth Immortal Cao E, Sword Qi Changhe Yan Chong and Happy Monk Xingyi.

There were three people sitting at the table next to him, two men and one woman, dressed as merchants. The leader stroked his beard and stared at the wine glass in front of him, as if talking to the air: "The list of Dajin people is based on battle records, and bragging is useless. Shangguan Heng claims to have the combat power of half a step of the outer scene. Has he ever repelled half a step? Has he ever fought a strong man of this realm one-on-one? Is there a record that matches his combat power?"

"It is only a rumor that Tiance has the realm of unity of heaven and man. It has not been shown and seen by the world. Why do people believe him?"

This person is a thin middle-aged man. From the title, it can be seen that he is a person from Dajin.

"Bah, Shangguan Heng and Tian Ce have no corresponding battle record, but what about the Purple Extreme Sword, Five Directions Emperor Sword and Shouzheng Sword that are ahead of them? Isn't it because of mutual competition, I am good to you, everyone is good, that they can be ranked in the front, humph, our Great Zhou doesn't do such empty things, it must be a life-and-death battle!" The man with the Lulong accent said angrily.

On the left hand side of the thin man was a beautiful girl with phoenix eyes, who chuckled when she heard it: "It's not like Young Master Qinglian has never traveled to the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Except for Wuwang Dixian who narrowly defeated him, where are the other masters of the Northern Zhou Dynasty? The Five Directions Emperor Sword and Shouzheng Sword fought him to a draw!"

These two battles have their own special features. They are both friendly competitions. Young Master Qinglian Liusu never fought hard. After struggling to survive Qingyu's killer move derived from "Emperor Tian Treading Time", he did not fight back, and it was a draw. Wang Zai's "Mighty and Unyielding" has always been stronger when facing a strong opponent. If the opponent does not pay a price, it can only be a draw.

With Master Qinglian as a benchmark, the man with the Lulong accent and his companions suddenly didn't know how to refute.

After hesitating for a long time, he forced himself to say: "That was then, and now is now. Master Qinglian has been stagnant for a long time. Tiance, Shangguan Heng and the descendants of the major sects have made rapid progress. Maybe they can defeat him now?"

"It doesn't count if you haven't fought." The thin middle-aged man refuted with disdain.

Sensing his attitude, the man with the Lulong accent said angrily, "What's wrong with never having fought? Not to mention the number one wolf king, who has been famous for many years and has hunted countless masters, didn't the second-ranked 'Knives' actually fight with the top ten on the human list? Either they fled in disgrace, or they just stopped fighting. He is just over 19 years old, or maybe he has just opened his nine orifices, but he has been praised to his current position. Do you really think that heroes in the world are chickens and pottery dogs?"

"If you have the ability to fight three people alone and kill a left-handed evil demon including a half-step external scene, and if you have the ability to fight the wolf king on equal terms, you can also rank second on the human list." The phoenix-eyed girl snorted coldly.

Meng Qi fought with the wolf king. Those who were optimistic about him thought they were evenly matched, and those who hated him thought they fled in disgrace.

"What half-step external scene left-handed evil demon? It's obviously a combination of the old, weak, sick and disabled..." Another man said angrily.

"Okay, stop arguing." At this time, a plain voice sounded, and a young man in a brocade robe and jade belt stood up in the corner. The most impressive thing about him was his thick and messy eyebrows, and his sharp eyes that contained a hint of cruelty.

The restaurant was noisy, but his voice was clearly heard by everyone. Suddenly, the voices were restrained and the restaurant was strangely quiet.

The young man walked to the table of the girl with phoenix eyes and nodded gently: "You are right, arguing is useless, it all depends on the result of the fight."

After that, he put his hands behind his back and walked out of the lobby slowly.

"He..." The thin middle-aged man felt something thrilling before, as if the young man in front of him was a human-shaped beast.

The man with a Lulong accent stammered: "Shang, Shangguan Heng, Shangguan Heng!"

Everyone was shocked. They never thought that the eldest son of the Shangguan family, the famous evil god, would appear in Leli.

It is normal for people from the Juyuan Shangguan family to appear in Juyuan County, but Leli is a place where the border between two countries has always been chaotic. A gentleman does not stand in the hall!

"Shangguan Heng..." the thin middle-aged man muttered to himself, "From what he said, it seems that he wants to go south and fight with the top ten on the list..."

The people in the restaurant looked at each other, not knowing how to react.

With Shangguan Heng's interruption, the noisy environment could not be restored for a while, and there was only the buzzing of whispers.

At this time, a young man came in from the door. He had handsome features, a green robe, and a smile on his lips, which made him look approachable.

But he had a strange long knife on his waist, which looked like a huge wound even with a scabbard.

He looked around the restaurant and walked straight to the man with a Lulong accent, smiling and said, "I heard that you two know a lot about the city. I want to find out where your family lives."

While speaking, he took out a piece of silver and put it on the table politely, like a gentle and elegant nobleman.

Seeing him, the thin middle-aged man frowned slightly. Where did he seem to have heard of such a look and such a knife?

"Whose family are they?" The man with the Lulong accent was well connected and had some good sense. Seeing that the visitor had an extraordinary temperament, he restrained his voice and did not say a single swear word.

"The Si family must have moved to Leli five years ago." The young man said softly.

The man with the Lulong accent laughed, took the silver and put it in his arms: "Others don't know, but I know that I was the one who handled the household registration and land of the Si family. They bought the house at the junction of Xiangyang Street and Lihua Lane."

He paused, lowered his voice and said: "But did the man of the Si family commit a crime and offend you? He has a sly look and is not a good person. He stays in Leli for no more than half a year every year."

"No, I came to visit a friend." The young man smiled and walked out of the restaurant slowly.

The man with the Lulong accent turned around, intending to continue arguing with the people from Dajin at the table, but he saw the thin middle-aged man with a look of shock on his face, which was difficult to hide.

"Crazy, Crazy Blade Su Meng!" He blurted out, full of shock.

"What?" The man with the Lulong accent and his companions were all stunned.

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The Si family is the pseudonym of the Sikong family. Who would have thought that the "King of Thieves" Sikong Tu, who roamed the Jiangdong region, would settle down in a small town on the border of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

This place is full of people, which makes it easy to conceal the past. With the support of the Shangguan family of Juyuan and nearby clans, it is not a lawless place, but a good choice for a thief to retire and settle down in his later years.

Meng Qi did not go directly north, but went around to the northeast, in order to break off the cause and effect as soon as possible and get the secret technique.

Dong, Dong, Dong, Meng Qi pulled the door knocker and knocked on the door.

The Sikong family's mansion covers a very wide area, with two stone lions standing in front of the door. It is a wealthy family at first glance.

Squeak, not long after, someone opened the small door, stuck his head out to look, and asked in confusion:

"Sir, what is the matter with visiting the Si Mansion?"

"I am an old friend of Mr. Si De, and I was entrusted by him to bring back a message. "Meng Qi said with a gentle smile.

Si De is Si Kong Tu's pseudonym.

The doorman heard the news about his master and quickly asked Meng Qi to wait while he went in to report to his wife.

After a while, he walked out quickly and said respectfully: "Young Master, please, my wife is waiting for you in the inner study."

Meng Qi nodded and followed him into the mansion. After passing through two courtyards, he saw a little boy of six or seven years old holding a small wooden sword, posing in the open space, waving it with a laugh. Although it was not in a regular way, he was full of interest, and sweat dripped on his forehead but he didn't feel tired at all.

"You Jiangyang thief, don't run away, eat this hero's sword!" The little man shouted at the servant who was playing with him.

Meng Qi suddenly felt a little sad. This kind of family happiness was probably what Si Kong Tu had been striving for, but now he died in a foreign land and there would be no day to meet again.

Collecting his thoughts, Meng Qi and the doorman passed through the open space and corridors and arrived outside the study.

"Come in. "A soft female voice sounded inside.

The doorman respectfully took his leave, Meng Qi pushed him and stepped in.

In the study stood a woman in plain clothes, with her hair tied up in a bun, dressed like a woman, looking pretty and cold.

When Meng Qi closed the door casually, she smiled a sad and inexplicable smile:

"He hasn't come back for ten months, I'm afraid he won't be able to come back."

The toothache is really killing me. I took the anti-inflammatory medicine and felt groggy and just wanted to sleep. I beg for a monthly ticket to encourage me to keep updating.