Chapter 426: Unmoved
Everyone except Mo Ming was thinking about this matter.
When the handsome man said this, Mo Ming was surprised, then his face turned cold, and he said, “You are Lao Liu’s disciple? I heard you right, kid. You look like a decent person, but don’t come here to cause trouble. We just escaped pursuit and finally found a quiet place to rest. Now you’re here to cause trouble again, can’t you let us live? If you don’t leave, we’ll really be rude to you.” “You killed my master, and you’re pretending to be innocent here, you’re really something.” The handsome man suddenly said, and his words startled everyone present.
Madam Xiao asked Mo Ming what was going on.
Mo Ming gave a wry smile and said, “Don’t listen to this kid’s nonsense, he’s got water in his brain and the wrong person. I don’t know any Lao Liu at all. Alas, kid, who exactly are you? Why are you framing me?” The handsome man answered his question with a question: “I’ve investigated clearly. My master was killed by you when he went to the capital to assassinate the Emperor a month ago. General Mo, I’m not wronging you, am I? It doesn’t matter if you don’t admit it, you can’t escape my palm anyway.” So that’s what happened, everyone’s nervous mood relaxed slightly.
“That’s right, Lao Liu was killed by me. He dared to assassinate the Emperor, and deserved to die. Besides, I’m the Emperor’s man, so I couldn’t ignore it when I ran into it. It’s just that Lao Liu was old and weak, otherwise he wouldn’t have died in my hands. Kid, what’s your name?” Mo Ming admitted that Lao Liu was killed by him.
The handsome man laughed heartily: “Since you want to know who I am so much, I’ll tell you, I am Meng Liuquan. I am known as the Sword God in the martial arts world, but I’m not as amazing as people say, I only know a few sword techniques, not enough to make a name for myself.” Sword God Meng Liuquan? Mo Ming was astonished. As a martial artist, he had naturally heard of the Sword God Meng Liuquan, but that was just a martial arts legend, and no one had truly seen Meng Liuquan.
This is because any master who had met Meng Liuquan and fought with him had either died or lived in seclusion thereafter, no longer bothering with martial arts affairs.
However, the legendary Meng Liuquan was said to be hideous, not so handsome. Could there be such a big difference between legend and reality?
And he was Lao Liu’s disciple, how could that be possible?
Madam Xiao was also astonished. The Sword God Meng Liuquan, one of the most formidable figures of the enemy country, was even more skilled than Liu Tang. But how could he be Lao Liu’s disciple? Madam Xiao couldn’t understand. Mo Ming became nervous and said, “Are you really Meng Liuquan?”
“Not only am I the genuine Meng Liuquan, but I am also the only disciple of the genuine Lao Liu. Because master never let me get involved in the martial arts world, no one knows that I am his disciple. As for those martial arts legends, right and wrong, you can’t believe them all. I’m here today to seek justice for my master. I believe that none of you present will object to me doing this. To allow my master’s spirit to rest in peace in heaven, I have no choice.” Meng Liuquan said with a wry smile.
Mo Ming knew he couldn’t avoid it any longer, so he relaxed and said, “This room is too low, let’s go outside.” He said, picking up his spear and walking out.
Meng Liuquan smiled at everyone, turned around and went out. Everyone was stunned for a moment, then immediately followed.
Although Mo Ming was responsible for Lao Liu’s death, they all hoped that Mo Ming would be alright.
They arrived at the alley outside. Mo Ming turned around and looked at Meng Liuquan standing in front of him, and chuckled, “Sir, you should know that my spear is very fast. Your sword is still in its sheath, aren’t you afraid of being attacked before you draw it? For the sake of fairness, you should draw your sword first, lest someone say I bullied you later.”
Meng Liuquan roared with laughter, and after laughing, his face suddenly fell, and he stared at Mo Ming with chilling eyes, “General Mo doesn’t need to worry about me, just attack. I’ll draw my sword after you attack.”
Mo Ming was furious: “You are too arrogant, kid, since that’s the case, I’ll cripple you first.”
As he spoke, he thrust his spear forward, as fast as lightning.
Meng Liuquan smiled slightly, and this smile made Mo Ming feel strange. When he looked closely, Meng Liuquan’s treasure sword had left its scabbard at some point, and the blade sliced towards his spear shaft, sparks flying, and countless splinters falling off.
Mo Ming was greatly alarmed, and he withdrew and leaped away, soaring diagonally into the air, intending to dodge Meng Liuquan’s treasure sword.
Unexpectedly, Meng Liuquan suddenly withdrew his hand and leaped up behind him, like a streak of light passing over Mo Ming’s head, blocking him with his sword. Mo Ming was even more astonished, not expecting Meng Liuquan’s Qinggong to be so much superior to his.
A moment of stunned silence, and a dazzling white light flashed before his eyes. Before he could see what the white light was, the beam of light pierced into his left shoulder blade with a “poof”.
Mo Ming was startled, his heart tense, and he fell to the ground from the air.
He looked down and saw blood flowing from the wound on his left shoulder blade.
Everyone was confused, including Madam Xiao. No one saw how Meng Liuquan’s sword had stabbed Mo Ming. It was simply miraculous. Meng Liuquan landed on the ground, holding his treasure sword in his right hand. The sword was still snow-white and clean, with no trace of blood on it.
Meng Liuquan said to Mo Ming, “I know you are working for the current Emperor, so after thinking about it, I decided to let you go. I hope you will take care of yourself.”
Madam Xiao, holding her pipa, walked over and gently touched her snow-white neck with her slender, tender fingers. She looked at Meng Liuquan and smiled charmingly, “Great Hero Meng, can you stay and help us deal with Fei Bu Fan?”
She thought Meng Liuquan would stay out of respect for her.
Unexpectedly, Meng Liuquan dismissed her with disdain, saying, “I’m sorry, I have no interest in you people or these matters. Besides, my lover Kefan is waiting for me at home, I can’t abandon her. Goodbye.”
He left without looking back.
Madam Xiao was very surprised, her face flushing with shame, and she turned and went back into the house.
Meng Liuquan must have been the first person to be unmoved by her beauty.
Not far from the small city, beside a stream between mountain peaks, a small bamboo house was faintly visible. The house was entirely built of bamboo, and the roof was also covered with bamboo. The craftsmanship was exquisite and a masterpiece.
Amidst the murmuring of the stream, there was also the sound of a pestle beating clothes.
It looked like someone was washing clothes by the stream.
Indeed, the person washing clothes by the stream was Meng Liuquan’s lover, Yu Kefan.
Yu Kefan was wearing a beige dress, her ink-black hair was tied up on her head with a hairpin. Her fair face, with a faint blush, was dotted with water droplets, which splashed from the pestle as she beat the clothes.
