The latter picked up the envelope, and at the envelope closure, there was a line of small characters.

But the writing is crooked, like a beginner in a child, and it is even worse than Chen Qiu's words.

"At midnight, outside the piano platform, on the hill, carry evil, wait for the autumn to fall, compare sword techniques. Only discuss sword techniques, not life and death.

-Worry for no life"

"This is a challenge book, senior brother!"

Qingqing's tone became excited, and she said to Chen Qiu:

“I only see stories like this in the vernacular books.

My senior brother is really amazing. Now someone has taken the initiative to send a challenge book. But people compete and discuss both the best and the worst, and the life and death.

Why is this worry so hard, why is it the opposite?

Is he afraid only by judging the superiority and inferiority, and not by life and death?"

Qingqing said this, and Chen Qiu and Zhang Lan shook their heads at the same time.

Chen Qiu still remembers that he fought with You Wuming three times during the war in Suzhou. He won the first two times, but was interrupted by Lin Huiyin the last time.

Although he won twice, Chen Qiu did not think that evil boy would be someone who was afraid of others.

The boy was abnormal.

Abnormality in all senses.

He has a very talented sword skills. When he first fought with Shen Qiu, his sword skills were very poor, but during the third battle, he had already learned a bit of Qiufeng sword style from Chen Qiu.

The reason why Zhang Lan shook her head was another reason.

"I won't be afraid of worrying."

Xihua Gong said softly:

"He has a flaw, or talent, and is born without fear, otherwise he would not be able to resist evil spirits and become the master of the sword."

"Are you very familiar with him?"

Chen Qiu looked at Zhang Lan and asked:

"Have you seen him when you were in the Western Regions?"

"Um."

Zhang Lan nodded and said:

"My father disappeared in Zhengding for fifteen years. You Wuming was brought back to the Qijue Sect by my brother in the sixteen years. That year, he was six years old. He was a beggar that Zhang Chu picked up in Suiye City when he was traveling to various countries in the Western Regions.

At that time, Zhang Chu was trying his best to control the evil things left by his father, but the magic sword was unruly and he could never surrender.

Then I came up with a terrible idea.”

Zhang Lan's face dimmed, he stopped and said:

"He can't control himself, but he wants to find a person who can control but evil, and use both the human and the sword for his own use.

Before I left the Western Regions in the 19th year of Zhengding, Zhang Chu gathered about 300 people in various parts of the Western Regions.

The place was very chaotic, and no one cared about Zhang Chu's behavior.

The people he sought were adults and children, all of whom had martial arts talents, so he sent them into the Blood Demon Cave to try to understand the laws of evil spirits.

Three hundred and seventeen people, only one survived in the end.

Just worrying.

It was because I discovered that I had a big fight with Zhang Chu and broke up completely. If my father was still there, I would not have hoped to see such a situation.

But to be honest, Zhang Chu did not force those people..."

Zhang Lan clenched her fists and said:

"He just talked about the power of evil, and drew a big pie, and some people who were highly regarded as self-righteous jumped into it.

You Wuming is a special boy. He has no fear in his heart, and he will not be swallowed by the demonic nature caused by the evil spirit, and he can also be without fear of the illusion of the blood sea of ​​the demon sword.

I once heard from Zhang Chu that I still have a rare heart to ask for a knife in the world."

"Ask the Heart of the Knife?"

Chen Qiu also narrowed his eyes and said to Zhang Lan:

"When I was fighting with the child that day, he did keep saying that he could talk to Baodao, and that he was his friend. I just thought he was crazy at that time."

"Anyway, Zhang Chu sent You Wuming to deliver the letter now, so he must have bad intentions."

Zhang Lan pursed her lips, and he placed the letter paper on the candlelight beside the table to ignite it, saying:

"Who believes his nonsense!"

"Senior brother, then will you go to this battle?"

Qingqing looked at Chen Qiu with some concern. The latter thought for a while, then looked at Zhang Lan, and he said:

"Wu Wuming said that only dealing with the level of sword techniques and not harming the lives of two people, how credible do you think it is?"

"If the child said himself, it would be absolutely credible."

Zhang Lan said without hesitation:

"I lived with You Wuming, and knew that the child was simple-minded and seemed to live in another world.

He won't lie.

But if Zhang Chu is the leader behind this matter, I suggest you not to go!

You Wuming can't lie, and you don't have any thoughts of good or evil in your heart, but he trusts Zhang Chu very much. He will definitely do whatever Zhang Chu asks him to do.

If Zhang Chu asks him to take your life under the name of a sword.

Then You Wuming would not hesitate at all when he started."

"I'm going there. I don't like Zhang Chu very much, but that child..."

Chen Qiu glanced at Zhang Lan, he stood up, put the knife box behind him, and said:

"I don't hate him, I can't hate him, and I still have some mercy.

He came in excitement, how could I let him return in disappointment?

I also want to see what step his sword skills have taken in the past six months.

The third battle between me and him has been delayed for more than nine months.

It's over tonight.

Besides, this world where I am invincible is a coincidence. Maybe he can tell me what these Holy Fire Tribes think and plan.

Even if that young man really wants to kill me, it depends on whether he has the ability!”

"Brother, I'll go with you!"

Xiao Tie also stood up suddenly, raised the Juque Sword Box on his back, and was about to leave with Chen Qiu.

Qingqing also wanted to go together, but was stopped by Zhang Lan.

The young man Xihua looked at Chen Qiu and Xiao Tie who had disappeared in the night, and said to Qingqing beside him:

"Your senior brother dares to go to the appointment because he has confidence in his sword skills.

Letting Xiao Tie accompany you is to believe that Xiao Tie can protect himself. Qingqing, are you confident that you will protect yourself without interfering with your senior brother?”

Qingqing's face suddenly dimmed a little.

Zhang Lan smiled, he looked out the window, and said:

"When I was a child, my father often told me that low martial arts skills are not a problem, and weak foundations are not a problem. This martial arts world has a heart that pursues a strong mind, which is more important than anything else.

Qingqing, these "powerful" and "want to become powerful" have two completely different meanings.

Alas, I have wasted too much time before I understand this truth.

Seeing that your senior brother has changed from a last-rate to a good player, I will also catch up.

I can't let my brother look down on me all the time.

Qingqing, I can’t send my four beauties around me, so it’s a waste of effort to keep them by my side. Why not give them to you?"

"Don't!"

Qingqing and Zhang Lan have a good relationship.

The junior sister snorted, she clenched her fists and said:

"If you want to practice martial arts, I also want to practice.

If you don’t have time to take care of your delicate ladies, just keep it for yourself.”

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Outside the piano platform, above the hills and under the cold moon.
To be continued...