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Lu Suwen thinks that Liu Xu is a very interesting person. No matter fighting, talking, eating or drinking, he seems to be able to easily get along with others, especially for young girls who seem to have a natural attraction.

She wanted to ask Liu Xu for a favor, to persuade Sisi, and only then did the scene of Yihonglou happen.

Seeing Liu Xu enter the door, Lu Suwen immediately stood up and asked, "Did you see her?"

Liu Xu put a small piece of dazzling red nail on the table, and said to Lu Suwen: "The Sisi you mentioned must be this person, and I couldn't persuade her."

Lu Suwen stared blankly at the half of the nail, sighed a long time, and said, "I've tried to persuade her to no avail. I've always treated her like my own sister, and I really don't want anything to happen to her."

But Liu Xu asked Yang Zheng, "How can you be sure that Sisi is in danger? After all, Di Qinglin only hired her for ten days, and he went to a place like Peony Villa where there are a lot of people."

I have read the original book, but Yang Zheng has not. I know that Sisi will die, but how could Yang Zheng predict it in advance?

Yang Zheng said: "Suwen told me that she has a bad intuition. I have always believed that women's intuition is more accurate than men. It just so happens that my identity can access some files, so I went to collect the files about Di Qinglin. After careful investigation, I found out that among the women who have been with Di Qinglin in these years, six or seven have disappeared."

Missing means that people are not seen when they are alive, and corpses are not seen when they are dead. These prostitutes like duckweed, when they are alive, their benefactors are willing to spend a lot of money to earn their heads and blood. After death, no one will stand up for them, even Names are quickly forgotten.

Even the government will not bother to investigate this unprovoked case.

If Yang Zheng hadn't read a large number of files on purpose to find out the connections, no one would have discovered that these women had all been with Di Qinglin.

If you were a member of the government, six or seven cases of disappearances occurred within a few years, but the sufferers were all "covered" by the same person, what would you think?

Liu Xu was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "How high is Di Qinglin's martial arts?"

Yang Zheng glanced at Liu Xu, shook his head and said, "I don't know how tall it is, but I can be sure that even if we are tied together, we will never be his match."

Liu Xu really wanted to tell Yang Zheng that in Gu Long's world of martial arts, the one who survives to the end is definitely not the one with the highest martial arts.

But Liu Xu naturally couldn't tell Yang Zheng what was in his heart. He asked with a smile: "There is such a young master, if you don't go to see how tall he is, will you feel it's a pity and won't you be able to sleep? Sleep?"

Yang Zheng nodded and said, "I will, but I'm a head catcher, responsible for the safety of 560 people in the county. If I leave my post to watch the fun, I won't be able to sleep even more. So..."

"So I'll go and see and come back and tell you!"

After Liu Xu said this, he had already rushed out of the house and jumped onto a yellow puma outside the door.

The yellow pussy neighed, and its hooves flew away.

Lu Suwen listened quietly to the two of them talking without interrupting.

It wasn't until Liu Xu left that she said worriedly, "He's your friend, and he's a nice young man, just in case..."

However, Yang Zheng shook his head and said, "There is no chance! Although he is young, he is absolutely not impulsive. He said to go and have a look, but he must just go and take a look. He will come back when he sees clearly."

After Yang Zheng finished speaking, he suddenly took Lu Suwen's hand and said, "Thank you for not saying."

This sentence is very inexplicable, but Lu Suwen seemed to understand it, and said: "I almost couldn't help but want to ask him to bring Sisi back, but this is too dangerous, we have no right to ask others to risk their lives .”

"Besides, if I say it, no matter whether you succeed or not, you will owe a favor." Lu Suwen looked at Yang Zheng seriously, and said, "Although I am not a member of the Jianghu, I also know that owed a favor is to Still, this favor is too big and too dangerous, I don't want you to have an accident."

This is the real smart woman who knows when to speak and what to say.

But women's wisdom and wisdom often need years to precipitate.

Liu Xu hurried to Peony Villa, he really wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of person this world's number one Fengliu Xiashao was.

If you haven't even seen your opponent, how do you know what to do with him?

Besides, if he didn't go to Peony Villa, wouldn't his 300 taels of silver be wasted in vain, and he would really be taken advantage of.

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In March in Luoyang, flowers are like brocade.

On the hillside behind Peony Villa, there are peonies blooming all over the place, and there are horses prancing everywhere in the horse pen surrounded by wooden fences just below the hillside.

But more are people, people in the rivers and lakes.

Since half a month ago, Qiu Xingjian, the manager of the Sunset Racecourse, released the news that the horses would be sold in Peony Villa, there have been a lot of high-ranking people coming here.

The horses at the Sunset Racecourse are famous all over the world. Wherever there is sunshine, there are horses at the Sunset Racecourse.

Heshuo hero Wan Junwu half closed his eyes, as if he was not interested in anything, leaning on a soft chair made of soft rattan.

Wan Junwu made his debut at the age of 14. He killed people at the age of 16. At the age of 19, he cut off the head of the thief Feng Hu at the foot of Taihang Mountain with a big simple knife. At the end of his thirties, he was honored as Heshuo Hero by the martial arts people.

Maybe it was because he had seen through the rivers and lakes, but he was tired of the rivers and lakes, so at the age of 44, he sealed the knife and washed his hands in front of the heroes of the world. The purple gold knife with fish scales that had followed him for many years was wrapped in yellow cloth and enshrined in Guan Shengye On the sandalwood stand in front of the lacquer statue.

But a person like him, if he doesn't have a knife in his hand, is like not wearing clothes. He will never walk out of the room casually, so he brought three other knives today.

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Chapter 880 Quick Sword Liu Xu, Good Horse Old Wine

The three swords Wan Junwu carries are his senior brother "Wansheng Dao" Xu Tong, his proud disciple "Quai Dao" Fang Cheng, and his buddy "Ruyi Dao" Gao Feng.

No matter who has these three knives by their side, they are enough to deal with any emergency situation. Even if Qinglong, the most mysterious and powerful gang in the Jianghu, wants his life, it is very difficult to succeed.

A good horse was brought to the wooden pen in front of Wan Junwu and bought at a high price, his eyes were half closed.

His eyes were not opened until at last a very special horse was brought into the stable alone.

This horse was brought in by Qiu Xingjian himself. Its fur is as black as ink, only the tip of its nose is a little white.

Immediately there was exclamation from the crowd, everyone could see that this was a good horse selected from a thousand.

Qiu Xingjian patted the horse's head lightly, with joy and pride on Ma Qiao's face, and introduced to Wan Junwu, "It's called Shenjian. Hero Wan is Bole today. Of course, it can be seen that this is a good horse."

Wan Junwu shook his head lazily and said, "I am not Bole, and this horse is not a good horse either."

"Why?" Qiu Xingjian asked.

Before Wan Junwu answered, a young man with a sword came down from the hillside. It was Liu Xu.

The grass, sunshine, peonies and horses, together with Liu Xu's smile, make people feel comfortable.

"It's not good to just listen to the name." Liu Xu said with a smile: "The arrow can't reach far, and first rushes and then slows down. This horse must have insufficient stamina."

Wan Junwu was still lying on the soft chair. With his status, there were not many people in the martial arts world who could make him stand up and speak.

His eyes swept across this strange young swordsman, and finally landed on the flagon and sword on Liu Xu's waist, and asked lightly: "I didn't expect that 'Quick Sword Liu Xu' knew horses?"

It was Kuaijian Liu Xu again, so he wondered why it couldn't be called Excalibur, Fengleijian and other cool nicknames!

Liu Xu shook his head: "I don't know horses, but I know wine."

Qiu Xingjian asked: "What do you mean, we don't sell wine today, we sell horses."

"In the eyes of a drunkard, a horse that understands wine is a good horse." Liu Xu said as he took off the flagon from his waist and walked towards the horse stall behind.

There were only a dozen skinny horses in the stable. Liu Xu walked up to the stable, lifted the lid of the wine pot, took a big gulp, and then swung the wine pot around the stable.

In the corner of the stable, stood a thin horse with a bowed body and a lazy, unmotivated spirit. It stood alone in the corner, as if it did not want to be with other horses.

The other horses did not respond to the smell of alcohol in the air, but this thin horse seemed to have been stimulated by something. It suddenly raised its head, its big eyeballs rolled around, its nose twitched a few times, and it suddenly let go of its legs. He trotted away, squeezed away the horse in front of him, rushed to Liu Xu, opened his mouth wide at the flagon, and slapped his purple tongue around his lips, as if he couldn't wait.

Liu Xu laughed, lifted the jug and poured it into its mouth.

Wan Junwu's eyes lit up, and Qiu Xingjian also smiled.

This horse is called "Old Wine", and good wine must be added to the fodder for every meal, otherwise it will not even eat a bite, and it will be sluggish.

This is the most valuable BMW at the Luoyang Racecourse today. Once it runs wild and has stamina, even the top players in the arena can't catch up.

Di Qinglin's master is one of the top masters in Jianghu, but Di Qinglin only needs one knife to kill his master, so of course Di Qinglin can be regarded as the top master in Jianghu.

So Liu Xu touched the neck of "Old Wine", and his heart was already full of joy. When he thought that the top master in the arena could not kill him, oh, no, he could not kill himself, it was so refreshing.

Liu Xu felt that he was like a monkey grandson, who tiptoed behind the Tathagata Buddha, ready to smash the Buddha's head with a sap at any time.

It's a pity that Bole is not necessarily rich. Bole can look after a horse, but he may not be able to buy one.

At least Liu Xu couldn't afford this bole, so he could only watch others bid, and at the same time think of a way to get this old wine without spending money.

More and more people participated in this bidding. After a stick of incense, the price of "Old Wine" has soared to 500 taels.

For a horse, this is already a large number. Even if the emperor wants to spend so much money to buy a horse, he has to consider whether he will be drowned by the saliva of the officials.

Wan Junwu made a move, he slowly stretched out a fist, and with just this movement, all the noise on Shanposhan stopped abruptly.

In the silence, Wan Junwu opened his fist, raised three fingers, and made a gesture.

Manager Qiu immediately announced loudly: "Wan Daxia bid 3 taels, is there anyone who bid higher?"

There was a gasp on the hillside, but everyone kept their mouths shut. Bidding with Wan Daxia is of course a face, but most of the people here would not be worth 3 taels even if they tore off their entire faces.

Wan Junwu was full of energy, and was about to enter the pen to lead the horse himself, when he suddenly heard someone say, "I'll pay thirty thousand and three taels."

Wan Junwu's face darkened immediately, and he murmured, "I knew this kid would definitely come to make trouble."

However, Qiu Xingjian was overjoyed, and laughed loudly: "Unexpectedly, Di Xiaohou arrived in time!"

The crowd parted to the two sides like a tide, everyone wanted to see the demeanor of this hereditary first-class marquis and the world's number one young man.

Di Qinglin, a first-class hereditary marquis, with billions of dollars in wealth, and power at his fingertips, but he tries his fame and wealth like dust.

He likes to wear white clothes, but his reputation in the world is even whiter than his clothes, which are spotless.

There is almost no need to question Di Qinglin's martial arts.

On his pale and delicate face, there is always a cold expression, with a kind of smile that is not a smile; there is always a graceful and peerless beauty by his side, and every time he appears, the person with him different.

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Chapter 881

From the first moment he saw Di Qinglin, Liu Xu had a question in his heart: "What does this person want?"

If a man is born with everything, and easily achieves what others strive for all their lives, what is there to interest him?

Nestled next to Di Qinglin today is a beautiful woman in bright red clothes, with white jade-like skin, peach blossom-like cheeks, spring-like eye waves, and wine-like intoxication. No one knows where Di Xiaohou got him Such a beauty found it.