Chapter 12: Tour guide

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

On one side is an old Embroidered Uniform Guard, knowledgeable, used to the greeting work with Li Miao. On the other side is a dart-head in the Jianghu, old and sophisticated, deliberately wanting to find out the background of the three Li Miao.

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

After a meal, both sides roughly understood each other.

Li Miao's side is the Embroidered Uniform Guard, naturally can't tell the truth, Wang Hai said they are sworn brothers and sisters, and this trip is to visit relatives in Taishan.

Zhao Dehua didn't hear any flaws and felt relieved.

After eating until the sky was dark outside, both groups returned to their rooms to rest.

The rooms of the three Li Miao were next to each other, and 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!? Thou... Thousand-Household, 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 couldn't 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 paying the bride price?"

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

Wang Hai calmed down instantly.

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

"Yes," he promised 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 night watchman sounded three gongs, representing the time was the third watch, and only then did he get up, open the window, and disappear in a flash.

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Autumn wind is bleak, moonlight is 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 time, she was in a night-walking outfit, still masked.

She hadn't left after leaving last night, and had been secretly following Zhao Dehua's group. Waiting for the night to be quiet, estimating that Zhao Dehua should be resting, she prepared 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 constricted.

Who is speaking? She was clearly concentrating on guarding, who could touch her back without her noticing at all!?

At this time, 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 back.

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 look of horror.

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

At this time, the masked woman landed on her feet, immediately borrowed force to stab straight, using her life's cultivation, wanting to drill the sword through the two fingers and stab the person speaking.

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

"That's right."

That person said.

"I felt awkward watching you act last night, your hand skills were okay, but your footwork seemed like a beginner, not like the path of close-quarters short fighting."

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

"Huashan Sword Art, authentic. Are you a Huashan disciple? Why are you covering your identity and running to deal with a dart-head?"

The masked woman was exposed for her sect inheritance, her eyes turned cold, and she let go of the short sword.

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

Dealing with Zhao Dehua was a private grudge, she didn't want to involve her sect, so she had been using sword techniques to fight. Even if she was startled, she used a short sword to fight, and didn't pull out the long sword she was most familiar with first.

Since the sect inheritance had been seen through, there was no need to pretend, naturally using the most familiar long sword.

The masked woman saw clearly who the person speaking was, and said in surprise: "It's you? Who exactly are you?"

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

The masked woman sneered and said: "After being stabbed by me a few times later, it will be my turn to ask you."

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

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

After saying this, she held the sword horizontally in front of her, preparing to act.

In an instant.

Only heard a "Swish!" 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, held her right hand with her left hand, and blood kept seeping out from between her fingers.

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

Only then did Li Miao's voice come: "Palm technique, finger technique, 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 he had snatched from her, 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 shocked: "You used the sword tip!?"

Li Miao actually broke her short sword in that instant, and then threw the sword tip over, breaking her long sword!

What kind of Wu Gong is this!?

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

To say that it broke after colliding with an expert's weapon, that would be understandable.

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

A sword is not a knife, 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 this person.

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

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

Is this still a human?

Must escape! Must escape! 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 "Swish."

A strand of hair floated down in front of her, and the mask she was wearing also fell off.

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

"How could you think you can leave?"

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

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