Chapter 575 Kill Sikong Shu, Ask Tu Xiaotian

Lian Chengbi couldn't help but immerse himself in this beautiful swordsmanship, not to mention Sikong Shu who was facing him head-on.

Just as he was about to use his ultimate move, he seemed to see a sacred temple, emitting a holy light, covering him and wanting him to reach the holy realm.

Under this extreme beauty, he didn't even notice a trace of danger.

But of course he knew in his heart that it was dangerous, and it was a fatal danger, but the beauty in front of him made him intoxicated, and he wanted to embrace everything in front of him.

This contradictory feeling made him almost vomit blood in pain, and he tried hard to turn over and avoid it, but in his subconscious mind he actually felt reluctant.

Sikong Shu's eyes were about to burst, and his gray right eye actually burst, and a trace of blood and tears flowed out.

Sikong Shu screamed wildly, and his left hand eagle claws exerted all his strength, and grabbed towards the brightest place of the sword light, wanting to grab this ball of sacred light in his hand.

He felt a sharp edge passing by him, and a sword energy passed through his arm, and he was in it, but this claw grabbed nothing.

Sikong Shu felt a chill in his heart, and then he felt a pain in his throat.

The next moment, all the strength in his body disappeared and left him...

From the perspective of the onlookers, what they saw was Sikong Shu rushing into Lian Chengbi's sword light, and then Lian Chengbi's sword light faded, and Sikong Shu fell headfirst in front of him.

A moment later, a pool of light blood spread under Sikong Shu's neck.

Everyone was stunned!

Although they had already seen that this madman who swept Tianshan with one arm and killed eight bandits with one hand was not Lian Chengbi's opponent, they never thought that he could not even take the sword of Master Wuque.

The gap was too big!

Lian Chengbi sheathed his sword, waved to the shop assistant not far away, and pointed at Sikong Shu on the ground.

The next moment, without further ado, the restaurant owner directed two shop assistants to carry the body away, and then skillfully washed the floor with another shop assistant carrying a bucket of water.

Lian Chengbi nodded. Although the place was located in a remote area, he had not abandoned the traditional skills of a restaurant owner.

Lian Chengbi nodded to Tu Xiaotian who was still standing not far away, smiled politely, and extended his hand to invite him, "Mr. Tu, please take a seat. I have a few questions to ask you."

After that, Lian Chengbi sat down leisurely.

Shen Bijun held Lian Chengbi's hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Siniang looked at Lian Chengbi with amazement, as if she did not expect Lian Chengbi's martial arts to be so high.

Yang Kaitai also took a seat and sighed, "Brother Lian's swordsmanship is unfathomable, I can no longer compare to him."

Lian Chengbi smiled and said, "Brother Yang is too polite. Although Sikong Shu's eagle claws are powerful, they can't break your Shaolin magic fist."

Yang Kaitai shook his head and said nothing, and then saw Tu Xiaotian walking over. He laughed before he arrived, "Mr. Yang is a sincere gentleman, and Mr. Lian's swordsmanship is unparalleled. I have heard of your names in Guandong for a long time. Today I finally get to see you. I am very fortunate."

Yang Kaitai hurriedly stood up and clasped his fists, then made room for him, "Master Tu, please sit down."

He just heard Tu Xiaotian's words of persuading Sikong Shu, although it was useless, but he also accepted the favor, so he was very polite.

"You're welcome, please take a seat, Mr. Yang." Tu Xiaotian bowed repeatedly and sat down at the round table, then clasped his fists to Lian Chengbi, and said with a guilty face, "I really can't persuade Sikong Shu, please forgive me, Mr. Wugui!"

When Sikong Shu was alive, he was Senior Sikong, and after he died, he was Sikong Shu.

Feng Siniang did not comment, and Shen Bijun did not look at him.

Yang Kaitai hesitated to speak, feeling that this matter had nothing to do with Tu Xiaotian, but Sikong Shu had offended Lian Chengbi the most, so it was not his turn to forgive Tu Xiaotian.

However, Yang Kaitai was not worried. In his opinion, Lian Chengbi was a modest gentleman with a broad mind, so he would not mind.

Lian Chengbi smiled slightly and asked softly, "Just now Sikong Shu said that it was Mr. Tu who told him that there were beauties in Changhe Tower?"

Tu Xiaotian's eyes jumped, and he nodded with a bitter smile, "I said that Sikong Shu was not interested in sex. Changhe Tower is the best restaurant in Suzhou Prefecture, and there are naturally beautiful singing girls there, but I didn't expect..."

"Since Mr. Tu knew that Changhe Tower was the best restaurant in Suzhou Prefecture, he should know that Yiqing Tower was the best brothel in Suzhou Prefecture. Since Sikong Shu wanted to find a woman, why didn't Mr. Tu take him to Yiqing Tower instead of Changhe Tower?" Lian Chengbi asked.

"Ah? Yiqing Tower? I don't know?" Tu Xiaotian looked confused, and then hurriedly shook his head to explain, "Actually, this is my first time in Suzhou Prefecture, and I heard about Changhe Tower from others, and I don't know Yiqing Tower."

"Who did you hear that from?" Lian Chengbi asked.

"I heard it from some wanderers when we were near Suzhou."

Tu Xiaotian answered quickly, then smiled bitterly, "Does Mr. Lian suspect that I am deliberately trying to stir up trouble? But even if I did, I had been with Sikong Shu before, and I didn't know you were in Changhe Tower!"

Lian Chengbi nodded, then asked again, "Mr. Tu is a powerful figure in Guandong, and Sikong Shu is rampant outside the Great Wall. Both of you have been famous for decades, so you must have a good relationship?"

"No, no." Tu Xiaotian waved his hands repeatedly.

He recalled the amazing swordsmanship just now in his mind, but at this moment, facing Lian Chengbi's elegant smile, his heart was trembling.

Seeing Lian Chengbi's deep eyes, Tu Xiaotian didn't dare to lie out of thin air, and his brain raced, so he could only tell the truth and make it false.

"Although we have met several times, we are just nodding acquaintances. You have also seen Sikong Shu's temper. He is arrogant and self-centered. How can I be considered his friend?"

Lian Chengbi smiled slightly, "It seems that Mr. Tu also understands Sikong Shu's temper."

Tu Xiaotian sighed as if he was suffering from it, "Isn't it!"

"In this case, with Mr. Tu's wisdom, don't you know that what you just said, which seemed to be persuading him, will actually have the opposite effect?"

Lian Chengbi stared at Tu Xiaotian, and said in a light tone, "You have at least three ways to reduce our presence and dissuade Sikong Shu from provoking decent women and innocent people, but you just said that we might be celebrities and it is not appropriate to make enemies."

Using famous figures in the Central Plains to pressure Sikong Shu, isn't that arousing Sikong Shu's arrogant psychology that is destined to rebel?

Yang Kaitai looked at Tu Xiaotian with shock, Feng Siniang's eyes flickered, and she looked at Tu Xiaotian carefully, and Shen Bijun looked at Tu Xiaotian in disbelief.

Tu Xiaotian's heartbeat stopped for a moment, and his face changed color. "Mr. Lian, do you really suspect me? But I have no grudges against you, and I don't even know you. What reason do you have to provoke Sikong Shu and you guys to fight?"

"I came to Changhe Tower for no reason, and I can't find the source of this information. It's not in line with your status." Lian Chengbi said lightly, "One may be a coincidence, and now there are three in a row. If it is still a coincidence, Mr. Tu is playing Lian for a fool."

"So this is also the question I want to ask Mr. Tu." Lian Chengbi stroked the hilt of the sword, "Please tell me, Mr. Tu, why do you want to provoke Sikong Shu to fight us?"

Tu Xiaotian's face was pale, and he said hesitantly, "Really... It's really a coincidence..."

"Mr. Tu, don't forget Lian's name." Lian Chengbi smiled politely, gently, and sincerely, "Wuqiu Villa has been passed down for three hundred years. I have a little mysophobia and can't stand dust and dirt."