Chapter 141
At this time.
Liu Ruyan's ears moved slightly, as if she had received a special message.
Although she still kept a reserved smile on her face, there was a slight cold light flashing in the depths of her eyes.
"Father."
"I want to go out for some fresh air, you guys chat first."
After saying hello to her father Liu Wuya.
She rejected all the invitations from other rich disciples along the way.
Liu Ruyan came to a deserted street corner and immediately cast a special shielding array to completely isolate herself from the outside world.
Almost at the moment she finished all this.
The surrounding vision gradually became dim.
Some kind of thick shadow radiated from all directions, and finally rolled and condensed, forming a dark shadow in front of her.
To be precise, this should be a person.
After all, a shadow cannot have its own eyes.
This is a special assassin and intelligence gathering team that Liu Ruyan has built through countless financial resources and efforts these days, and she named it Shadow Guard.
"Miss Ruyan."
The dark figure bent down slightly, his voice was dry and cold, and he clasped his fists and said: "We still haven't found the person you are looking for. The Shadow Pavilion offered a reward of 50,000 spirit stones for the whereabouts of Ye Qingyun, but no one provided valuable information."
"Waste! What a bunch of waste!"
The noble and elegant temperament disappeared instantly.
Liu Ruyan looked a little ferocious and crazy.
"I spent so much energy to train you, and you can't even find Ye Qingyun!?"
"Continue to issue a reward, and issue a reward to major intelligence gathering and assassination organizations. Anyone who can provide the exact whereabouts of Ye Qingyun will receive 200,000 spirit stones as a reward!"
These words made the shadow guard slightly stunned.
After all, there is actually no upper limit for things like exact whereabouts. Providing an exact whereabouts is 200,000 spirit stones.
Even without counting the subsequent reward fees, this is already an astronomical figure.
But Liu Ruyan didn't care so much.
She gave up everything and changed herself just to inherit the family and find Ye Qingyun with the whole family.
As long as she can find this damn guy, what does it matter if she loses everything?
She now has only one goal, to find her brother and kill Ye Qingyun!
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In another courtyard in Kongyao Port.
It is completely different from the magnificent and luxurious courtyard where Tianhai Chamber of Commerce is located.
This place is a little desolate and dilapidated, with moss spreading and covered with mahogany pillars.
The whole courtyard is filled with a strong smell of fireworks.
And at this moment under a broken willow.
A young woman in a plain white dress is like a dragon dancing with a sword in her hand.
When her wrist turns, the long sword in her hand reflects one after another, a sword lotus interwoven by sword light.
Countless willow leaves blown down by the wind instantly shattered and melted into powder the moment they came into contact with the sword energy.
What was quite strange was that the eyes of the woman in the white dress were tied with a washed-out band, and her messy black hair was constantly flying in the wind.
Although she could not see anything, every time she drew her sword, her movements were extremely precise and perfect.
It was not that there was something wrong with her eyes that caused her blindness.
It was Luo Baizhi who did it on purpose.
She kept reminding herself of this and redeeming herself.
She had the clear sword heart that countless sword cultivators yearned for.
It was reasonable to be able to easily see through people's thoughts.
But she had never seen through Ye Qingyun's true face.
Nor had she seen through the sadness and suffering that her senior brother had experienced in the past.
What was the use of these eyes?
"Baizhi, your heart is in turmoil."
"This is a taboo for sword cultivators."
An old voice suddenly sounded.
The speaker was an old man in a gray robe.
He wore a bamboo hat, and his skin looked particularly weathered as if he had been exposed to the wind and rain for many years.
But the old man was holding a green wine gourd in his hand, pouring wine into his mouth.
His weathered skin was slightly tipsy, and the whole person was full of unrestrainedness, like a drunken swordsman walking in the world.
This old man was Luo Baizhi's current master, Mo Wenqing, known as the Land Drunken Swordsman.
It seemed to reflect what he said.
The broken willow leaves that had been falling with the wind, at this moment, broke through the sword energy blockade condensed by Luo Baizhi, and were not crushed into powder by the sword energy. They were stained with a little rain and fell to the ground safely.
"Sorry, Master, I was distracted. I will start from the beginning."
Luo Baizhi bowed respectfully to Mo Wenqing and practiced the sword technique again.
Mo Wenqing did not respond, but shook his head and sighed slightly.
The first page of the sword manual is called "Severing Love".
A truly powerful swordsman has onlySwords don’t have too much mixed feelings.
But who in this world can really do that?
Sword cultivators are human after all.
“What is love in the world? It makes people wait for a thousand years.”
After muttering, Mo Wenqing chuckled and continued to drink.
The reason why he made an exception and accepted Luo Baizhi as his disciple.
Perhaps it was because he saw the same shadow as himself in the other party.
Perhaps this way can make up for the regrets of his youth.
It may be useless to do it.
But if you don’t do it, you will definitely regret it.
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“Han’er….”
“Do you really not want to see Master again? Why did Master look for you for so long and didn’t see any trace of you?”
A prosperous and lively street somewhere in Kongyao Port.
Mu Bailing, who had disguised her appearance, looked at the lively and bustling streets with a slightly dull look.
Although the surroundings were so lively, she seemed to be on another sad island.
Sadness could not be suppressed and spread from the memories.
Once, her favorite thing was to take the childhood Gu Han to the lively town at the foot of the sect mountain.
And she always bought a string of candied haws for the childhood Gu Han.
She also clearly remembered that when Haner took the candied haws, he would show a sunny smile and thank her master in a baby voice.
This time, she came to a familiar place, and unconsciously, she subconsciously bought a string of candied haws.
But this time she was alone.
"Obviously he is a boy, but he also likes to eat sweets..."
She suddenly laughed at herself again: "Yes! How could I forget... Haner also likes sweet... not bitter..."
"He must have been very bitter and wronged after experiencing so many things in his previous life..."
"Boss, please give me two more strings of candied haws..."
She subconsciously bought two more strings.
One string was for her to taste.
The other two strings seemed to be for the person who was not around.
She wanted him to feel the double sweetness.
Biting the hawthorn covered with sugar, her vision became a little hazy without knowing when.
Tears flowed down her face, slid into her mouth, and then slid into her esophagus along her tongue.
It seemed that no one around noticed her loss of composure.
She walked in the extremely busy street, but she was alone from beginning to end, isolated from the world.
"This candied haws is not sweet at all..."
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