When the blade cut across Liu Xilai's throat, there was only one word left in his heart: "Regret."
Only when there was concern would there be regret.
What Liu Xilai cared about was not his own life.
More than 20 years ago, when he was defeated by "Practitioner Purple Bamboo," he had already regarded himself as a dead man.
When he lost everything, it was the Xie family who reached out to him and let him live like a human again.
Therefore, after that, Liu Xilai did not live for himself, but for the Xie family … to repay their kindness.
Compared to his own life, Liu Xilai cared more about the Xie family's honor and loss.
Unfortunately, he still failed to protect Xie Wuhua.
Liu Xilai was indeed old. Before the age of forty, "Omnipotent Hands and Eyes" had never misjudged anyone. The only time he misjudged his opponent's strength was after the age of forty. That oversight had directly ruined his Jianghu career.
Today, he misjudged again, and this time the mistake was … even more serious.
Before Leng Yuqiu said, "Where to strike, when to strike, and who to kill … are all my freedom," Liu Xilai still thought the situation was under control.
But when he said that, Leng Yuqiu's aura changed …
At that moment, he no longer hid his surging sword intent, nor his killing intent.
It was also at this moment that Liu Xilai discovered one thing, a terrible thing — Leng Yuqiu's martial arts cultivation was much higher than he had expected … by a lot!
From just now … Leng Yuqiu was not meditating on the bed, but practicing his sword.
Perhaps some people would find it strange that a person sitting on the bed with his legs crossed and eyes closed … was practicing his sword?
Generally speaking … it was not.
But Leng Yuqiu was obviously not in this "general" range.
When a person's martial arts reached a certain level, his practice method was not limited to the form. For that kind of person, the practice of "form" was less efficient than the practice of "mind".
Of course, that kind of person was very rare in the martial arts world. Even the current head of the Xie family, Xie Xiuwen, had not reached this level.
However, Leng Yuqiu, a man who looked to be in his thirties, already had such a cultivation.
Therefore, Liu Xilai, who understood this, quickly changed his attitude and tried to escape. He thought … with the Xie Family's prestige and his humble attitude … the other party wouldn't attack him because of this level of offense.
However, Leng Yuqiu's next words made Uncle Liu feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Not only did he not allow the two of them to leave, he even told them the reason why he killed Beard Ma. It was because Beard Ma had disturbed his "sword practice".
To Xie Wuhua's naive young master, these words were just a little strange. But to Liu Xilai's ears … it was simply like the sound of a death knell.
Now that things had gotten to this point, Liu Xilai had chosen to kneel … His last words were a declaration that he was willing to give up his life and dignity to save Xie Wuhua's life.
However, Leng Yuqiu did not even agree to this request.
Perhaps … Xie Wuhua could be considered lucky. Until his death, he didn't understand what had happened in this room. He didn't have to experience shock, fear, pain, despair, and finally die with regret like Uncle Liu.
He just died in surprise. He died quickly and painlessly.
… …
The corpse fell to the ground, and the treasured sword returned to its sheath.
Leng Yuqiu sat back on the bed and took a deep breath.
His sword killed people without staining it with blood.
But he was a person who was somewhat bloodthirsty.
He liked to smell the fresh smell of blood beside the people who had just died.
This smell could only be enjoyed by the victors. It could remind Leng Yuqiu … of the price of defeat.
"You're still the same …" Suddenly, another person's voice sounded in the room. It was a gentle and deep male voice. "As long as you can find the slightest reason to convince yourself, you can't wait to kill people."
When Leng Yuqiu heard this voice, he actually revealed a smile.
It wasn't a sneer or a sneer, but a happy smile from the bottom of his heart.
"Oh … You came really quickly." Leng Yuqiu laughed.
While he was talking, another person had already appeared in the room — a masked man dressed in black.
The doors and windows of this room were not opened. There were no pillars or cabinets in the room that people could hide in. Even Leng Yuqiu didn't know how this person came in.
But he had come in, and he had come without a sound.
"Two unexpected helpers appeared, so the task was completed ahead of time, so I arrived half a day early." The masked man replied.
"Helpers?" Leng Yuqiu heard this and showed a trace of doubt.
"Don't worry, these two people are definitely reliable." The masked man said.
"I can actually hear the words' definitely reliable 'from your mouth …" Leng Yuqiu muttered, "Could it be … they are …"
"Yes." The masked man knew what he was going to say, so he directly interrupted.
"I see." Leng Yuqiu nodded. "Then … the plan is still as before?"
"Of course, but …" The masked man said and looked down at the two corpses on the ground. "You really know how to cause trouble. Do you know who these two people are?"
"I know." Leng Yuqiu calmly replied, "Aren't they the young master and housekeeper of the Xie family …" He paused. "After tomorrow … the whole martial arts world will be our enemy. Do I have to worry about whether there will be more people with the surname Xie?"
"Alas …" The masked man sighed. "Well … what you said is true."
Before he finished sighing, he stepped forward and picked up the sword beside Xie Wuhua.
"Give this Lilac Sword to me. It may be useful." The masked man picked up the sword and turned to Leng Yuqiu.
"Well, if you can get rid of the corpses together, that would be even better." The introverted Leng Yuqiu seemed very relaxed in front of this man (and he didn't want to kill anyone at the moment). He even talked to him in a joking tone.
"Stop dreaming. Think of a way yourself, or you can let them sleep with you." After saying this, the masked man disappeared from the room, just like when he came, silently and without a trace …
…
At the same time, on the first floor of the inn, in the guest room directly below Leng Yuqiu's room.
"Uh … this is blood …"
Blade Runner raised his head to look at the ceiling. Looking at the blood that seeped through the cracks of the wooden boards, he mumbled with a depressed expression.
He wanted to eat some of the food in the scenario to replenish his energy, but just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks, the food was drizzled with some free 'sauce'.
"Looks like something happened upstairs." Not a Scaredy Cat, who was sitting at the same table, also looked at the ceiling and said.
"How about … we go up and take a look?" Childe Jian thought about it and suggested.
"Since we can't eat anymore, let's go up and take a look." Childe Jian might be the manager of Jiang Hu, but in this two-man team, Not a Scaredy Cat was the 'leader', and they had to listen to her orders.
"Okay." Since the leader had given the order, Childe Jian did not say anything and stood up to leave.
Not a Scaredy Cat followed him out of the room. The two took a turn and went up the stairs to the second floor.
Blade Runner was not Xie Wuhua; he did not care about the 'courtesy' of Jiang Hu. Once he reached Leng Yuqiu's door, he started to bang on the door.
"Is anyone there?" Childe Jian not only banged on the door but also called out. After saying that, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he quickly added, "Is there anyone alive?"
Leng Yuqiu was also stunned. He thought to himself, What kind of trick is this? The Jiang Hu people in this town should know that I live in this room, and they wouldn't come knocking on my door like that. But his voice and attitude did not sound like a worker at the inn. Could it be … a government official who doesn't know the rules?
As he speculated, he walked toward the door.
Since he could not sense any internal energy from the person outside the room, Leng Yuqiu was quite confident that he was a 'government official'. Even though this kind of person was not much of a threat to him, the method of locking himself in the room would not work on this passerby.
Creak!
Several seconds later, Leng Yuqiu opened the door.
A young man and woman appeared before him, and they were dressed like Jiang Hu characters. (Similar to most Wuxia scenarios, the system had adjusted the player's appearance in the eyes of the NPCs.)
Leng Yuqiu's bad habit was acting up. After he opened the door, he stared at the two players silently, but not a word came out of his mouth.
Childe Jian and Not a Scaredy Cat immediately discovered the dead body in the room, and they looked at each other.
Theoretically speaking, at this moment, it should be the person inside the room who spoke first, but Leng Yuqiu refused to speak. Therefore, the situation fell into a stalemate, and the atmosphere was awkward.
"You just killed him?" After about ten seconds of silence, Flashes of Sword could not help but ask Leng Yuqiu something that he wanted to talk about.
Leng Yuqiu was also grumbling internally. These two did not seem to know him, and they did not show much shock or fear toward the discovery of a dead body in the room.
"Hmm …" Leng Yuqiu thought about it for a second and nodded.
"Oh …" Childe Jian also nodded. "About that … the blood of the dead body leaked downstairs, so we came up to take a look."
"Oh," Leng Yuqiu answered and did not say anything else.
"What do you mean 'oh'?" Then, Not a Scaredy Cat could not stand it anymore. "Our food is dripping with blood, and there is blood on the floor. You just say 'oh' and you're done?"
Leng Yuqiu really didn't expect that not only were the other party not afraid, but they would also put on such a tough attitude. He thought to himself, "These two … are most likely newbies in Jianghu, so they don't know who I am … They also don't know that the dead on the ground are Xie Wuhua and Liu Xilai …"
With that in mind, he suddenly thought that these two were quite funny.
"Then, according to what you said," Leng Yuqiu said after a breath, "What should we do?"
"Of course, pay up!" Not a Scaredy Cat said matter-of-factly.
Leng Yuqiu answered calmly, "Oh … then how much do you want?"
"That's hard to say," Not a Scaredy Cat said. "Logically speaking, the compensation should be enough for us to move to another room."
Leng Yuqiu nodded. "You have a point there." Even though he said that, he stood there without moving. After five seconds, he said again, "But I want to know, if I don't pay up, what can you do?"
Leng Yuqiu had money.
Even if he did not have money, the two bodies lying on the floor had more than enough.
Furthermore, Leng Yuqiu was not a person who loved money. For someone like him, the motivation that money could generate was close to zero.
Therefore, his reaction was not because he was unwilling to pay up.
At that moment, Leng Yuqiu was only acting out of interest.
Of course, he did not plan to kill them. He did not think that there was a need for these two to die.
Leng Yuqiu merely wanted to teach this pair of newbies a lesson, to tell them that the martial world was not a place where one could be reasoned with.
In a way, he wanted to 'help' the two before him. Letting a person understand the injustice of this world and the importance of power was indeed a kind act.
Those who had not experienced shamelessness would not understand true nobility. Morality that was not practical was just another kind of stupidity.
Originally … that was indeed the case.
However, the person that Leng Yuqiu encountered was not a newbie who did not know the ways of the world but a savage traveler from another world.
"Huh?" Seeing the other party's arrogant attitude, Blade Runner was annoyed.
That was right, he did not know Leng Yuqiu.
If he did … he might have chosen to remain calm and triggered a storyline where he would cooperate with Leng Yuqiu.
But there was no 'if' …
The ability of these two in the martial world to collect information was average, but when it came to direct confrontation, they were definitely not weak.
When Blade Runner heard the other party ask that kind of question, he blurted out, "Then I'll teach you how to write compensation."
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