Other than those avengers who were determined to die, no one dared to kill Su Li. This was because everyone in the world knew that they could not defeat him, so they naturally could not kill him. Thinking about it, killing him would only bring disgrace upon oneself, bring about one's own death. There was no other conclusion. But now, the situation had changed. He had been besieged by the Devil Race for several days and nights, and even though he had luckily escaped, he was still seriously injured. For those who wanted to kill him, this was undoubtedly the best opportunity, and an opportunity that must be seized.
When Xue He found out that Su Li was heavily injured, he had been patrolling the military stronghold in the lower city. Before he had even taken off his armor, he had been pushed around by several of his subordinates to drink quite a bit of wine. While his face was red and his ears were hot, he suddenly received this news. Without even thinking about it, he flipped his hand and threw away the night light, splashed some wine, and knocked out two officers who still wanted to urge him to drink. Riding the Red Cloud Qilin, he charged into the snowy plains. He only thought about finding Su Li as quickly as possible and then killing Su Li. How could he care about anything else?
Now, the man who appeared in the barren mountain was the same. Four days ago, he had been in the estate of Xunyang City singing an opera to entertain himself. He had invited the best troupe in Lanling City, and only a few of his closest and most powerful guests were present. He was singing the famous Spring Night Song, playing the part of a charming and pleasant bride. Just as he was singing excitedly, his eyebrows flying and his eyes softening, he suddenly saw the bishop sitting below him give him a meaningful glance, and soon after, he heard a message.
Su Li was heavily injured, so he might be in the north of Tianliang County?! He sucked in a breath of cold air and squinted at the sky, his eyes filled with indescribable contempt and sorrow. After a few moments of silence, the only thing that could be heard from the stage was the clattering of a board. He leaped off the stage, kicked off his cloud boots, threw away his headscarf, seized the Lightning Horse of the Xunyang City Guard, and then left the city, galloping straight to the county's north!
Chen Changsheng had said that they did not seem like assassins because they had never been assassins. Moreover, it was just as Su Li had said. They were in a hurry, and they were very afraid that they would not make it in time — something like Su Li being heavily injured might not happen even once in his entire life, so how could he have the time to change clothes? Thus, Xue He's armor shone brightly, while the man's dancing clothes fluttered in the wind. He still had remnants of makeup on, and was wearing his usual clothes. Of course, he didn't look like an assassin.
Xue He's bright armor was covered in dust, and this man's dancing clothes were also covered in mud. His expression was a bit tired and haggard, and the red makeup that had not been completely blown away by the wind gave him a bewitching and charming feeling.
As he looked at Su Li, his eyes grew brighter and brighter, and the smile on his face grew thicker and thicker. Lifting his sleeve to cover his lips, he was extremely charming, extremely proud, yet there was also a pain that seemed to come from the depths of his soul.
"After so much trouble, I've finally found you. It really wasn't easy. However, thinking about how you're going to die by my hands soon, no matter how much trouble I put in, it's nothing. To be able to meet you in the three thousand li of Northern Plains, I have to say that my luck is pretty good."
Hearing these words, Su Li also felt somewhat sorrowful. He said to Chen Changsheng, "Your luck is really good. You just happened to need an opponent stronger than you, but not by too much, and now one has appeared."
With his eyes, he could easily tell that this man was at the initial level of Star Condensation.
The man slightly raised his eyebrows and said with some surprise, "You don't know who I am?"
Chen Chang Sheng nodded his head honestly.
The man lightly lifted his sleeve and softly introduced himself, "I am Liang Hongzhuang."
Liang Hongzhuang was famous. In Tianliang County and even the entire northern continent, he was very famous because of his family background, because of that elder brother of his, because many people knew that he liked to sing, liked to dance, and because he was very strong.
Chen Changsheng and Su Li looked at each other, still not knowing who he was. Regarding the Daoist Canon, Chen Changsheng could recite it backwards, but regarding the real world of cultivation, he was truly ignorant and inexperienced. As for Su Li … there were very few people on this continent that required him to remember their names. It was very clear that Liang Hongzhuang had not reached that level.
Without a doubt, this was an extremely great humiliation. Liang Hongzhuang frowned, but he did not get angry. He sighed, "It hurts my pride a little, but if I can kill Sir Su, perhaps even more people will know my name."
Chen Changsheng said, "Could it be … you came to kill people just to become famous?"
Liang Hongzhuang did not answer, only smiled.
Su Li suddenly asked, "Liang from Liang Wangsun?"
Liang Hongzhuang's expression became slightly solemn. "Liang from Liang Hongzhuang."
When Su Li heard this, he understood why this deranged fellow wearing a red wedding dress wanted to kill him. He turned to Chen Changsheng and said, "He really wants to kill me, so you have to kill him."
Chen Changsheng heard this short conversation. He did not completely understand it, but he could roughly guess something — this assassin wearing a red dancing dress presumably had some relationship with Liang Wangsun.
Seeing Liang Hongzhuang get closer and closer, seeing the ribbons of the dancing dress gently swaying in the wind, his brain quickly turned, incessantly observing, analyzing, and calculating, attempting to find a flaw in the dancing dress.
To defeat your opponent, you first had to understand your opponent. Whether it was the Intellectual Sword or the most ordinary of battles, they all had this requirement. He did not know who this dancer called Liang Hongzhuang was, but he knew of Liang Wangsun.
Liang Wangsun was an expert ranked extremely high on the Proclamation of Liberation, a true celebrity. What kind of celebrity could be called a true celebrity? If even an ignorant and inexperienced fellow like Chen Changsheng had heard of him, then he was a true celebrity.
Chen Changsheng did not have a very good understanding of the sects and sects of the cultivation world, but he had a very good understanding of the Liang clan. Because the Liang clan was the former imperial clan, their cultivation, lifestyle, and bloodline inheritance were all recorded in the ancient records of the Orthodoxy.
Liang Wangsun's luxurious and extravagant style, Liang Wangsun's techniques, Liang Wangsun's style of swordsmanship, Liang Wangsun's attitude towards Wang Po and Xiao Zhang, Liang Wangsun's age, Liang Wangsun's three wives … countless fragments of information floated up from the bottom of his sea of consciousness in an extremely short amount of time, then quickly flashed before his eyes.
Just like the myriad stars in that region of stars, they arrived before his eyes from the night sky and began to twinkle. He wanted to find the most crucial blank space in these stars, that passage.
"Can it work?" Su Li asked.
Chen Changsheng shook his head. His Intellectual Sword had not yet been sharpened. No, it should be said that the sword billets had not even taken shape. It was simply impossible to see through the flaws of a Star Condensation cultivator, so how could it be used against an enemy?
"Even if you can't see it, you still have to guess."
"Senior, since you can, why can't you guide me like last time?"
"I said it before, in order to block Xue He's blade, I used up all the strength I had saved up."
"If you want to see through the Star Domain, do you need strength?"
"Or else?"
"I always feel that it doesn't make sense."
"Wait until you have the chance to be so tired that you can't even open your eyes. Only then will you have the qualifications to understand this principle."
"Fine, then what do we do next?"
"If I say so, then guess it."
"Guess?"
"That's a guess."
As he spoke, Liang Hongzhuang had already arrived in front of the two.
Chen Changsheng could no longer care so much. His dagger left its sheath like a bolt of lightning, stabbing towards the other end of the fluttering belt.
On a distant hillside, two furry deer were currently eating grass with their heads lowered, not even glancing in their direction.
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(Apologies, I'll only write this chapter today. I'm too busy. Two chapters tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, I'll return to Hubei. I'll be flying for an entire day, so I'll take a day off. Regarding the Intellectual Sword, there's one saying that it's Dai Zongfu, and another saying that it's Bai Qi. Those who understand will understand, and those who don't, I recommend everyone to read Jin Yong's novels and Tale of Charm. I only found out in the last two years that there are actually many young friends who have never read Jin Yong's original works. Regarding this, I express my deep anxiety. Also: in Charm, I like Bai Qi the most.)
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