Chapter 12: Tour guide

Wang Hai took the initiative to step forward and greet, and Zhao Dehua stood up and responded enthusiastically.

One side is an old Embroidered Uniform Guard, knowledgeable, used to Li Miao's welcoming and sending off. One side is a Jianghu dart head, sophisticated, deliberately wanting to find out the background of Li Miao and the three.

The two chatted enthusiastically, Zhao Dehua invited Li Miao to come over for a meal, and Li Miao didn't care.

After a meal, both sides roughly understood each other.

Li Miao's side is the Embroidered Uniform Guard, of course, they can't tell the truth, Wang Hai said that the three of them are sworn brothers and sisters, and this trip is to visit relatives in Mount Tai.

Zhao Dehua didn't hear any flaws, and roughly let go of his heart.

After eating until the sky was dark, the two groups of people returned to their rooms to rest.

Li Miao and the three's rooms were next to each other, the three walked to the door, Wang Hai was about to push the door to rest, but was called by Li Miao.

"Xiao Hai, you go sleep with Xiao Si tonight." Li Miao suddenly said.

"Ah!? Bat... Battalion Commander, I... I..." Wang Hai blushed to his ears when he heard this. He was an Embroidered Uniform Guard, but he was also a fledgling who hadn't experienced human affairs, and he had some secret feelings for Xiao Si.

Hearing Li Miao say this suddenly, he was stunned and stammered, unable to speak.

"What are you thinking." Li Miao laughed: "Xiao Si was picked up and raised by me since she was four or five years old. You want to do things without a betrothal gift?"

"I'm asking you to go and protect her, I'm going out to do something tonight, I can't take care of this side."

Wang Hai calmed down immediately.

After all, he was an Embroidered Uniform Guard for many years and had been by Li Miao's side for many years. Hearing it was official business, he entered the state.

"Yes." He agreed and entered Xiao Si's room.

Li Miao returned to the room, first drank tea unhurriedly, and lay on the bed for a while.

Outside, the watchman sounded three gongs, representing the time was three o'clock, and only then did he get up and open the window, flashing and disappearing.

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The autumn wind was bleak, and the moonlight was covered by clouds.

Not far from the inn where Li Miao and others were resting, on a civilian house, squatted a person.

It was the masked woman who attacked Zhao Dehua last night.

At this moment, she was in a night-walking outfit, still masked.

She hadn't left since she left last night, and had been following Zhao Dehua's group secretly. Waiting until the dead of night, estimating that Zhao Dehua should be almost resting, she was about to get up and go for revenge again.

Just at the moment when her toes had just left the ground and jumped up.

Suddenly heard someone speaking behind her.

"You can't play with him like this."

"!!!"

The masked woman's pupils shrank.

Who was speaking? She had clearly been alert, who could touch her behind without her noticing at all!?

At this moment, her feet were off the ground, unable to change direction, which was the most dangerous time!

In a hurry, the masked woman no longer had many concerns, reached out and pulled a short sword from the package behind her.

Her waist exerted force, and she forcibly twisted half a circle in mid-air, stabbing straight at the person behind her!

Ding!

The masked woman couldn't help but show a horrified expression.

Because the stabbed short sword was now clamped between two fingers of a person, motionless.

At this moment, the masked woman landed on her feet, immediately borrowed force to stab straight, using her life's cultivation, wanting to drill the sword from between those two fingers and stab the person who spoke.

However, no matter how she exerted force, the short sword was like inserting into a giant rock, motionless.

"That's right."

That person said.

"Watching you move last night felt awkward; your hand skills were okay, but your footwork seemed like a beginner's practice, not the path of close-quarters combat."

"It's much better to take out the sword; this is the Wu Gong you practiced."

"Huashan Sword Art, authentic lineage. Are you a Huashan disciple? Why are you hiding your identity to deal with a dart head?"

The masked woman was broken by the master's inheritance, her eyes turned cold, and she let go of the short sword.

She retreated a few steps, pulled out a long sword from the package, and looked coldly at the person who spoke.

It was a private grudge against Zhao Dehua, she didn't want to involve her master, so she had been using sword art to fight. Even if she was startled, she took out the short sword to fight, and didn't pull out the long sword she was most familiar with the first time.

Since the master's inheritance had been seen through, there was no need to pretend, naturally using the long sword she was most comfortable with.

The masked woman looked at the person who spoke, surprised: "It's you? Who exactly are you?"

"Now I am asking you." Li Miao said indifferently.

The masked woman sneered, opening her mouth: "After a while, being stabbed by me a few times, it will be me asking you."

"Don't think that because you saw me not using a sword to fight that old dog a few moves, you think you can eat me."

"You can clamp my short sword, but you might not be able to clamp my long sword!"

Saying this, she held the sword horizontally in front of her, preparing to move.

In an instant.

Only heard a "Whoosh!" sound.

Hum——

The sword in her hand actually broke into two pieces in an instant!

The broken sword body fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

The masked woman cried out in pain, holding her right hand with her left hand, blood constantly seeping out from between her fingers.

At that moment, she only felt a huge shock from the sword body, directly cracking her palm.

Only then did Li Miao's voice come: "Palm method, finger method, short sword, long sword."

"What Wu Gong you use, what weapon you use, makes no difference to me."

The masked woman looked up, Li Miao was holding the short sword she had snatched, the tip of the short sword was missing a section, and his left hand had just fallen from in front of him.

She couldn't help but be horrified: "You used the sword tip!?"

Li Miao had actually broken her short sword in that instant, and then threw the sword tip out, breaking her long sword!

What kind of Wu Gong is this!?

Huashan is a famous major sect, with a big family and big business, she is a direct disciple of Huashan, and the sword she uses is naturally not ordinary goods.

To say that breaking in the collision of weapons when fighting with experts is still justifiable.

But who has heard of using hidden weapon techniques to shatter a hundred-refined iron sword?

A sword is not a saber, and the Huashan sword art doesn't use heavy swords, but flexible light swords. It can be bent and has toughness! As a result, it was broken into two pieces by someone.

Not to mention that the person used the short sword tip, not to mention the matter of breaking it with bare hands, the sword tip is light and thin, it is okay to say it cuts people, how can it be thrown out by this person like a siege hammer!?

Her internal energy protected her body, but her right hand was just shaken by the aftermath of the sword body, and it was full of blood.

Is this still a human?

Must escape! Run fast! This person's Wu Gong is unheard of, she is definitely not an opponent!

The masked woman got up and wanted to escape, and heard another "Whoosh" sound.

A strand of hair drifted in front of her, and the mask scarf also fell off.

Li Miao said unhurriedly: "This short sword of yours, except for the sword tip, I can at least break it seven or eight more times."

"Why do you think you can leave?"

"Be honest, I have something to find you for."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 13 =====