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Chapter 27

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Xuanjiu City was thousands of miles away from Bianliang City, but it was another world after leaving the Hexi Corridor.

When Xie Tian saw the thirty-meter-tall walls of Xuanjiu City, he couldn't help but think of the short and ugly walls of Yangshuo City. Then he silently calculated in his mind. A thirty-meter-tall wall couldn't be scaled with Crane Dance in the Ninth Heaven.

Entering the city, it was even more bustling. Pedestrians jostled one another, hawkers yelled deafeningly, and even those who were obviously Jianghu people were haggling with the merchants with the air of a marketplace. Compared to the Hexi Corridor, where people would pull out their knives if negotiations didn't work out, Xuanjiu City was much more civilized.

It was unknown whether it was intentional or not. It was also unknown whether Xie Tian was attracted by the bustle or he wanted to walk alone. He slowly moved away from the low-profile carriage. Even though he kept seeing Yin Tianer, who was anxiously looking for him from the corner of his eyes, he remained indifferent.

When he completely lost sight of the carriage, Xie Tian stopped and turned into a deserted alley. When he leaned against the wall, his face suddenly paled.

Injuries so severe that others would have died several times, the fights along the way, and the deception of Inner Qi experts far exceeded the limits of Xie Tian's body and mind. Even though he had the Essence Cultivation Skill to constantly provide Yuanyang, and he had slept in the carriage for a day, he couldn't go on after walking for dozens of miles.

Xie Tian simply sat down on the ground. His entire body felt comfortable, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. After cultivating as an assassin in the Hexi Corridor for eight days, his cultivation had broken through two levels, and his combat ability could compete with a Brute Force Level Nine. Lingering between life and death had made him incomparably strong. He was very satisfied with his progress.

As if he could see the scene of him stepping on Xie Tian in the near future, the smile on Xie Tian's lips gradually widened. As if the smile had pulled at the wound in his mouth, Xie Tian frowned and then said to the empty space on his right, "I've already taken the initiative to leave. Both sides should be happy and satisfied. Senior, why aren't you?"

Elder Gong slowly walked out and looked at Xie Tian expressionlessly. After a long while, he said, "The Old Man has come back to life. Hearing this, Xie Tian said," Hexi Corridor. "

"As expected!" The young man's eyes lit up. He pointed at the Black Bone Fan and said with a smile, "If I'm not wrong, this fan has a name called the Black Bone Fan. Am I right?"

Xie Tian nodded.

The Young Childe's face immediately turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "I wonder if you are willing to part with your treasure. I'm willing to pay 1,000 taels of gold for it!"

The shopkeeper's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He asked blankly, "One, one thousand gold pieces? Buy, buy this lousy fan? "

"Broken fan?" The young Childe glanced at the shopkeeper and said lightly, "If the fan of Li Yuanyang, the Master of Yin Shen Stronghold, one of the top ten strongholds of the West River Bandits, is a broken fan, there are not many good fans in the world."

"River West Pirate! Yin God Stronghold! Li, Li Yuanyang! "The shopkeeper was so scared that his face turned pale. His throat moved a few times, and then his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Xie Tian thought for a moment and nodded, "I'll sell it to you."

The young Childe was very moved. He took two steps back and bowed deeply to Xie Tian. Then he thanked him with red eyes, "I'm Mu Liang. Two years ago, a good friend of mine passed by Hexi Corridor and was brutally killed by Li Yuanyang. Today, the Black Bone Fan has been lost. Li Yuanyang must have died. My friend's death has finally been avenged!"

Xie Tian didn't say anything. He took the ten gold notes and stuffed them into his arms. He was about to leave. Unexpectedly, Mu Liang stepped forward and stopped him. He bowed again, "Today, I've obtained the Black Bone Fan from you. I should immediately pay my respects to my good friend's grave. But there's one more thing I'd like to ask you."

"I don't know much."

Mu Liang smiled and said, "It's okay. The reason why Li Yuanyang killed my good friend was that he had a stone with him. This stone is very strange. Even if you put it in the fire, it will still be cold. I wonder if you've seen this stone?"

Xie Tian nodded, "I have."

Mu Liang's eyes flashed. It was so fast that no one could notice it. He couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Is this stone also in your hands? If so, I'm willing to pay ten thousand taels of gold to buy the relics of my good friend … "

"It's not with me." Xie Tian shook his head and frowned slightly. He thought for a moment and said, "I was far away at that time. I saw a man kill Li Yuanyang and found something like a stone on his body. Then he left. I only found the fan."

"Who was that man?" Mu Liang grabbed Xie Tian and asked anxiously.

Xie Tian shook his head, "I'm not sure. But I heard someone call him Young Master Xu later."

"Young Master Xu?" Mu Liang's pupils shrank. He asked in surprise, "Xu Zhantang of the Xu family in Bianliang?"

"It seems so."

Finally knowing Young Master Xu's identity, Xie Tian was very satisfied. He shook off Mu Liang's hand and left.

Mu Liang was stunned for a long time before he turned his head to look in the direction that Xie Tian had left in and softly muttered, "Xu Zhantang passed by Banner Wine City a few days ago. Could he have gone to the River West Corridor? It took me several years to find out that this item was in Li Yuanyang's hands. How did he know? Is there someone else besides me who is investigating this matter? "

When the shopkeeper of the Treasure Pavilion woke up, he saw a wealthy customer strolling back and forth in his shop. He hurriedly stepped forward and comforted him, "Hey hey, dear customer, you know you've been cheated. How can this broken fan be worth a thousand taels of gold? But our shop has many fine products. They don't cost a thousand taels of gold, only ninety-eight taels …"

"Take it and play with it. This young master will reward you!"

Mu Liang threw the black bone fan to the shopkeeper and quickly walked out of the shop. He sniffed the air and couldn't help but smile. Even if a person touched by the thousand-mile fragrance ran to Bianliang, he wouldn't be able to escape from the palm of his hand.

"I hope you didn't lie to me. Otherwise, even if you're only fifteen or sixteen years old, this young master wouldn't mind killing you!"

Xie Tian didn't go far. He found an inn and slapped a gold note on the counter. He said, "Solitary courtyard. Three meals a day. Do not disturb without being summoned."

The shopkeeper was almost dazzled by the gold note. He raised his head and looked at Xie Tian who was dressed in rags. He smiled and said, "My humble shop will also give you two sets of clothes that fit you. Sir, what color do you like?"

Xie Tian looked at his own clothes and said, "Do as you see fit." Then he entered the inner hall.

Just as the shopkeeper was kissing and licking the gold note, another gold note was slapped on his face. He looked up and down at the newcomer and said with a flattering smile, "Next to my humble shop is the Cherishing Fragrance Garden. Young master, do you like young married women or …"

Pa!

"The courtyard next to that person's, I want it." Mu Liang frowned and finished wiping his hands. He threw another gold note and said lightly, "This young master hit you hard. Take it to see your wounds."

After saying that, Mu Liang walked into the inner hall. He hadn't taken a few steps when he heard the shopkeeper's nauseating voice again, "Young master! Young master! When you have time, please reward me again. The right side of my face feels better! "

Xie Tian didn't know what was happening outside. After entering the courtyard, he asked the waiter to leave. After closing the door and windows, he took off all his clothes and carefully examined every wound on his body.

These wounds had all been treated by Elder Gong and Yin He. He was a little worried. After carefully examining the small wounds, he focused his attention on the bloody hole in his abdomen.

The bloody hole had already been carefully stitched up by Elder Gong. Xie Tian frowned and gave up on the idea of opening it. He felt itchy around the bloody hole. It was probably new flesh growing. He felt a little more at ease.

After the examination, Xie Tian sat cross-legged on the bed and quietly rested. At the same time, the eighteen section brocade controlled his body to practice the three sets of movements of the Cultivating Essence Technique. The Cultivating Essence Technique had the effect of nourishing Yang energy and healing wounds. To him, it was the most important technique.

An hour later, Xie Tian changed into a set of black clothes and left the inn. He went straight to the eastern city wall of Declaring Wine City.

Although he didn't want to meet the Yin Family, he could even send off his enemies. What harm was there in sending off the Yin Family?

Of course, this was just an excuse that Xie Tian gave himself. He really didn't want to admit that he actually felt a trace of guilt towards Yin Tian 'er.

In the low-key carriage, Yin Tian 'er stuck her head out of the window. Her red and swollen eyes looked back at Declaring Wine City. She didn't understand why Xie Tian had left without saying goodbye. She didn't know when they would meet again after today's parting. She only knew that in her heart, a pale face named Xie Tian had been deeply engraved.

Declaring Wine City finally disappeared. Yin Tian 'er retracted her head. She lowered her head and played with the crystal clear round stone in her hand. The round stone was cold, just like Xie Tian.

"Thank you for your gift …"

Yin Tian 'er, whose head was filled with the pain of parting, didn't think that in just a few days, she would meet Xie Tian again.

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