On the official road outside Yunzhou City, it is still less than two hundred miles away from Kyoto!

Lu Xiaohe rode a horse and followed Wang Quan leisurely. After hesitating for a moment, he asked:

"Actually, I have always wanted to ask you, was your sword technique passed down to you by your master?"

Wang Quan was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said:

"The idea is!"

When Lu Xiaohe heard this, he nodded and said nothing!

After a brief silence, Wang Quan said: "Since Jiuli Sword contains the moves of that sword technique, you might as well pick one and learn it!"

"I think there are eight moves in this sword technique. Since you asked me to learn it, why did you only ask me to learn one move? That's too stingy!" Lu Xiaohe said with slight contempt.

Wang Quan shook his head and said:

"This sword technique requires mental skills to learn it completely, so you can only learn one move!"

"There are nine mental methods, can't I learn them?"

"In order to learn the mental method, you have to start learning it from a young age. If you are willing to give up your skills and start from scratch, then you can learn it!" Wang Quan explained helplessly.

Lu Xiaohe smiled faintly, shook his head and said:

"Forget it, I said that if I don't learn this sword technique from you, I will definitely not learn it! If you have a way in the future, just erase this sword technique from Jiuli's consciousness. If I don't learn it, it doesn't mean that Jiuli

The next master will not learn! It’s better to erase it as soon as possible!”

After Wang Quan heard this, he immediately turned sideways and looked at Lu Xiaohe, and said solemnly:

"With your talent and strength, I believe you have also felt the power of this sword technique. Even if you only learn one move, if you encounter a crisis in the future, this may be a life-saving method. Why don't you learn it?"

When Lu Xiaohe saw this, he frowned slightly, looked at Wang Quan with some confusion, and said:

"It's precisely because I know the power of this sword art that I don't learn it. After all, this is your unique martial arts. What does it mean if I learn it?"

Wang Quan laughed loudly after hearing this and said:

"You're actually being polite to me. You wanted to give Jiuli to me back then. Why can't you learn this swordsmanship?"

"Are you serious?" Lu Xiaohe said seriously.

"Were you serious when you gave me the sword?"

"certainly!"

Wang Quan smiled slightly: "Am I joking?"

After that, Wang Quan patted the black guy with his leg, and the black guy suddenly accelerated and ran forward. Wang Quan laughed loudly and said:

"Haha~ Let me show you the speed of this black guy like me. Let me see if you can keep up?"

Lu Xiaohe looked at Wang Quan's back with a complicated expression, then smiled faintly, smiled softly at his little white horse and said:

"What are we comparing to an animal, right?"

After saying that, he also patted the little white horse. The little white horse snorted and rushed towards Wang Quan with a clatter of hooves!

………

Outside Kyoto.

A group of people dressed as officials were walking towards the city gate, escorting two prison cars.

There are many people in this team. The team in the front takes the lead, the team in the back holds the line, and in the middle are these two prison cars!

When the people passing by saw this, they stopped and watched. They saw a policeman with a knife riding a horse and quickly rushed to the leader's position and said to the leader on horseback:

"Boss, these two bastards killed a family of twenty-four and robbed at least tens of thousands of taels of property. Now that they have been caught, this kind of credit should be able to offset your original mistakes, right?"

I saw that the leading man was tall and tall, with a young and mighty appearance, but he was not really handsome. This man was Nan Dasong, the eldest son of Duke Anguo!

Nanda Song had a sad look on his face. He didn't seem to pay much attention to what the policeman said. He looked very worried!

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" the policeman asked upon seeing this.

Nanda Song sighed and said slowly:

"It's nothing, just something bad!"

When the policeman saw this, he didn't say anything more, and the team continued to move towards the city gate.

Just when they were approaching the city gate, Nanda Song suddenly raised his hand, and the team immediately stopped!

I saw a young and handsome man in official uniform. He looked at Nanda Song who was riding a horse with a smile on his face, bowed slightly and said:

"Mr. Nan, thank you for your hard work. You worked tirelessly to capture these two vicious fugitives for our Dali Temple. I will hand these two people over to my officer. You and your brothers can go back and rest first!

"

After saying that, the man raised his hand, and a group of Dali Temple officials behind him rushed forward, ready to take over the fugitive!

Nan Dasong smiled coldly, then pulled out an official sword and thrust it in front of the man!

When the man saw this, he did not retreat at all. He still smiled calmly and said:

"Master Nan, what does this mean?"

After hearing this, Nan Dasong immediately leaned over to look at the man, sneered and shouted:

"Yuan Yao, did you eat too much pig food and your brain turned into a pig brain? I caught the prisoner and took him away just as you said?"

Yuan Yao frowned slightly, the smile on his face faded, and then he said in a deep voice:

"I came here to pick up the fugitives under the order of Lord Bai of Dali Temple. Just leave the six doors to us!"

After that, he sent a transfer order signed by Dali Temple to the policeman next to Nandasong, who then handed it over to Nandasong!

Nan Dasong took the order, smiled coldly, then threw it out without even looking at it, and said sternly:

"I don't care who the white master is or the black master, who dares to take a step forward? Don't blame me for my sword not having an eye. Brothers, draw your sword!"

In an instant, a group of six-door policemen pulled out all the knives in their hands and stared at the people in Dali Temple opposite!

"You~"

Yuan Yao's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice:

"Nanda Song, do you want to rebel?"

"Fuck you, who the hell are you, dare you talk to me like this?

When my Nan family was fighting for Dacheng, your Yuan family didn't know where to eat shit. You kept talking about rebellion. If you say one more damn thing, I will chop you up right now!"

There is an allusion to eating. The ancestors of the Yuan family were officials of the previous dynasty. When Emperor Li of the previous dynasty was about to pass away, a group of officials who were unstable in the court were forced to eat in public. Among them were members of the Yuan family.

Ancestors.

I saw Yuan Yao looking at Nanda Song coldly, and said coldly:

"This is approved by the Chief Assistant personally. What's wrong? Do you dare to disobey the Chief Assistant's order?"

Hearing this, Nan Dasong became even more furious. He pointed at Yuan Yao's nose and said:

"I'm telling you, from now on, you're going to use the title of Chief Assistant to suppress me. It doesn't work. It's driving me crazy. Even if Li Wensheng is protecting you, I'm going to kill you!"

"You are presumptuous! How dare you be disrespectful to the Chief Assistant! I will report the truth to the Chief Assistant when I get back, but now, you have to hand it over even if you don't!"

After that, another group of people from Dali Temple appeared behind Yuan Yao, each holding a sword. The number was more than double that of Nanda Song!

When Nan Dasong saw this, his face darkened, and he immediately ordered loudly:

"Brothers, follow me and chop up these idiots!"

As soon as he issued the order, Nan Dasong was stopped by the policeman on the side. He said hurriedly:

"No, boss! This is Kyoto, and we can't go on a killing spree. Besides, Yuan Yao does have a warrant. When the higher-ups blame him, it will be difficult for Duke Nan Guo to protect you!"
Chapter completed!