On the flat and vast land, a piece of smoke and dust rolled.

A tall and strong horse ran out from the afterglow of the sun in the distance.

Among the horses, there was a man who looked very thin.

The man was wearing black shoes, black pants, black clothes, and a black facial scarf was covered with a black face covering.

A black outfit, expressionless face, and the pair of eyes shining with cold stars gave people a cold smell.

No matter who sees his temperament, he should know that he is in a very bad mood at this time.

He is Lu Jian!

Five days ago, after selling some of the weapons to the Dwight Escort Agency, he bought a horse, left the city, rode his horse and whipped it, galloping along the official road, hoping to go to Chengdu City.

From the map, Chengdu City is connected to Mianyang in the north, Dujiangyan in the west, Leshan City in the south, Central Plains in the east, and the spiritual beauty of Xiling and the important roads to the east and west are a distribution center for material exchange between foreign lands and Xiling.

Chengdu's business was very developed and prosperous, so the Dameng Dynasty established Chengdu as the capital of Xiling.

"There are three days left, it's almost..."

Lu Jian looked ahead and estimated the time in his mind.

Along the way, he walked not very safely and encountered many robbers.

This is one of the oldest professions.

Even in the most stable dynasty and the most prosperous era, the profession of robbers will not be banned.

Especially now, demons are rising everywhere, and the situation is becoming tense. The Dameng Dynasty is beginning to lose its will, and bandits are everywhere.

I don’t know how long I have been riding my horse, but a large area of ​​lush forests appeared in front of me.

Walking through a path into the woods, turning a corner, Lu Jian saw a tea shed.

The tea shed covers an area of ​​more than 20 square meters, with only three people, one shopkeeper, two guests, and three tables.

There is very little oil and water in this kind of tea shed, so few robbers robbed, unless they are truly vicious or ulterior motives.

Lu Jian jumped off the horse, led the horse over, and shouted to the owner of the teahouse: "Boss, feed my horse some essence and prepare a pot of tea."

"Okay, guest!"

The shopkeeper of the teahouse was covered in wind and frost. A smile appeared on his stiff face. He held the horse in Lu Jian's hand and tied it to the trough. He poured the forage and beans into the trough.

The horse immediately began to feast on his feet.

"After eating my feed, you will be able to recover soon. It's no problem to travel a hundred miles a day..."

Seeing the horse eating happily, the shopkeeper of the teahouse touched the horse's face and smiled, then walked into the teahouse, poured the boiling hot water into the teapot, and finally added the tea leaves.

"Your tea, your teacher."

The shopkeeper of the teahouse delivered the teapot and tea cup to the third set of tables, which is Lu Jian’s table.

The other two sets of benches and tables were served with a guest.

Among them was a young man in silver and white clothes. He saw a silver jade belt on his plump forehead and a jewel sword on his waist. He was completely dressed in a rich man's outfit.

On the table to his left, there was also a young man sitting in a torn dress. He stepped on a pair of ginger in front and duck eggs in the back. He was not alone, but he sat upright like the rich young man, and he was squatting on a stool, which seemed very frivolous.

Lu Jian sat on the table on the right of the rich young master. He didn't go to see the two of them. He poured a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp. His stomach suddenly became warm, and the fatigue of rushing to the road seemed to be wiped out.

Suddenly, the rich young man next to him drank a sip of tea and looked at Lu Jian.

"You want my knife too?" Lu Jian asked.

"I want to buy your knife!"

The rich young master replied, saying the word "buy" was very important.

"How much did you pay?" Lu Jian was interested.

"Ten thousand taels!" said the rich young master easily.

"I originally thought you were very rich, but I thought too much..." Lu Jian shook his head.

"What about your life? Only I have the antidote for the tea you just now."

The shopkeeper of the teahouse stood beside the stove where the water was boiling, and suddenly smiled at Lu Jian with a gloomy smile.

"Why do people want to take my things, especially my life, wherever I go!"

Lu Jian suddenly sighed, and a golden lightning flashed out suddenly as he sighed!

That's the golden knife!

The flying knife was like a shocking wave to capture lightning, piercing the head of the teahouse shopkeeper, bringing out a little red and white objects, and nailing them to the wooden pillars.

The shopkeeper of the teahouse fell to the ground and died!

Xiao Li's magic sword is the best in the world. He will be the best in the world with one strike!

In the ancient dragon world, except for the Moon God flying knife that was dreamt about by later generations, "the moonlight is like a knife, and the knife is like a moonlight." No other flying knife is as powerful as the Xiao Li flying knife.

However, Lu Jian elevated [Xiao Li Flying Knife] to the perfect state and became the third peerless flying knife.

Not only that, this third flying knife must surpass the first two, because martial arts books have strengthened this flying knife, which can be called the first sword in the wind and clouds. Even if it is a powerful person in the innate world, he must enter the soul and die and disappear!

(This chapter is over!)
Chapter completed!