"Oh? So that's the case? Haha!"

"I have offended you so much, I hope you will forgive me!"

"It's okay, the eighth prince. I really appreciate your unique talent. If you have a chance, let's discuss it again. How about the artistic conception of the sword, okay?"

"Okay, I will definitely come if I have the chance!" Li Chengfeng smiled heartily, and continued: "But now, I have to find out who the person who hurt Li Junxian is! He dares to touch our royal family, it is very likely It's a rebellion!"

"Okay, eighth prince, go quickly!"

"Well, let's go first, and I will visit you next time, old sir!"

"OK, bye!"

Li Chengfeng waved to Bizhu Layman, and Bizhu Layman also waved to Li Chengfeng with a smile.

Then, Li Chengfeng took Li Lizhi, turned around and left the small bamboo house.

To be honest, Li Chengfeng still felt a little guilty for making his bamboo house like this.

So Li Chengfeng thought to himself, if in the future his entire 10,000 gold money was passed on and given to this old man, it would be fine as an apology.

…

"Eighth Prince, how are you? Eighth Prince, are you okay?"

When Li Chengfeng walked out, the first person to meet him was Wu Fei.

Li Chengfeng shook his head and said, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry!"

"Princess Changle, why are you here? Could it be that the person who injured Li Junxian before was really Bizhu Layman?"

Fan Meng asked.

But Li Chengfeng shook his head slightly, and said: "It's not Layman Bizhu, Layman Bizhu is the one who saved Princess Changle, and my sister can guarantee that Layman Bizhu stayed in the bamboo house all day yesterday and didn't talk to anyone. Fight, so the one who hurt Li Junxian is not him!"

"Then who could it be? Let me ask, in the entire city of Chang'an, apart from Layman Bizhu, who else's swordsmanship can surpass Li Junxian's? Who else can send out 108 swords with one sword?"

Fan Meng continued to ask.

Li Chengfeng shook his head lightly, and said, "I don't know, do you know, Elder Wu Fei?"

Wu Fei nodded, shook his head, and said: "I do know that there are a few very powerful sword masters. They are all the masters of the major sword sects. However, they are distributed in Youzhou City and Liangzhou City. Over there, it's not within Chang'an City, so I don't think they did it, right? Besides, they don't dare to come to Chang'an City without authorization to attack and wound a commander of the Imperial Guard?"

"Hiss, this is difficult!"

Regarding the question of who injured Li Junxian, everyone was very troubled.

Li Junxian's martial arts are obvious to all, except for Bizhu Layman, they can't find a swordsman who can emit 108 sword qi in Chang'an City!

Helpless, Li Chengfeng shook his head and said: "Oh, forget it, let's go back and talk about it! At least Princess Changle is safe now! After I go back, let's ask Li Junxian, the person who hurt him, the elder Whatever it looks like, we will know who did it!"

"The entire city of Chang'an is so big. I don't believe it. Under my prince's all-out search, I can't find a murderer? Hmph..."

"Let's go then, let's go back together!"

"Okay, let's go back and have dinner together!" Fan Meng said anxiously.

Unable to find the whereabouts of the murderer who hurt Li Junxian, Li Chengfeng and the others had no choice but to go back to the West Chamber Pavilion to make a long-term plan.

At least Li Lizhi returned safely, but Li Junxian suffered a lot.

There were 108 sword qi scars on his body, and the sword qi tore his veins. It is estimated that when he wakes up, his martial arts will not be lost, at least it will drop to less than 10%.

Just imagine, a 20-year-old Kendo master genius, turned into an ordinary person overnight? This sense of gap is not acceptable to anyone!

Li Chengfeng was afraid, Li Junxian couldn't bear to become a useless person, so he committed suicide!

Alas... But at least, Li Chengfeng will not let go of the person who hurt Li Junxian.

Not to mention that he hurt Li Junxian, if he dared to attack the members of the Li family of the royal family, if he had the heart to plot rebellion, then he would die!

…

"Master, are you all right?"

Next to the bamboo house, the girl Xu Qingmo was still beside Lay Bizhu, taking care of Lay Bizhu. First launch www.m.

Lay Bi Zhu's face turned red suddenly, and then spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.

Xu Qingmo was taken aback, and said in surprise: "Master, what's wrong with you, Master? Don't scare me?"

Xu Qingmo's eyes dimmed with tears.

She is an orphan. Ten years ago, Jushi Bizhu picked her up from the street and taught her swordsmanship and martial arts.

At this moment, Xu Qingmo only has such a relative in the world.

If Layman Bizhu died, she would really become a helpless orphan.

Seeing that Xu Qingmo cared about him so much, Layman Bi Zhu also smiled gently, he shook his head slightly, and said: "It's okay, it's just a little internal injury, I can bear it!"

"Hmph, I never thought that the eighth prince, the hero I admire, would be so ruthless~ lightnovelpub.net~ I don't like him anymore! From now on, I will never like or worship him again!" Xu Xu Qing Mo puffed her cheeks and said.

In her eyes, Layman Bizhu is her relative and grandfather.

Layman Bizhu raised her single-handedly, taught her to read and write, taught her the principles of life, and taught her swordsmanship and martial arts. In this world, Layman Bizhu is Xu Qingmo's most important person.

Xu Qingmo was angry, but Bizhu Layman still had a faint smile on his face, and said: "Qingmo, in fact, you can't blame the Eighth Prince, it's just that I am not as good as others! After all, he is very likely to be a fairy My disciple! In terms of status and martial arts, I can't compare to him!"

"Then he can't hit the master so hard?" Xu Qingmo said aggrievedly.

Layman Bizhu comforted: "He didn't hit me hard, it's just that my own internal strength is not as good as others! In addition, if the eighth prince really wanted to kill me, if he made 6000 sword moves, I would have died long ago, so he still A very sensible person! Qingmo, don’t worry, the teacher just suffered some internal injuries, after a while, he will recover by himself! Moreover, the battle with the Eighth Prince also benefited a lot as a teacher, Maybe he can break through the legendary realm? Haha, by then, he can be considered a half-step immortal as a teacher, right? Hahaha...cough cough cough..."

Smiling and laughing, Layman Bizhu coughed violently again.

But Xu Qingmo muttered softly: "Humph, so the Eighth Prince is still helping the master?"

"This, it can be considered, if not, with my own talent and strength, it will be difficult to enter that threshold in this life!"

Layman Bizhu nodded slightly.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, he frowned, and looked into a bamboo forest in the distance.

It is a dangerous breath, a very dangerous breath.