"I..." Le Fang was stunned when he saw Li Si's attitude change.

Then, he smiled bitterly in his heart. It turned out that the scholar had not changed at all, and was only targeting himself.

Then, Le Fang had a glimmer of hope in his heart. Perhaps this scholar could help him take revenge.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly sat down and told Li Si what he knew.

Listening to what Le Fang said, Li Si also spoke from time to time and asked for some details.

And every time he asked a question, Le Fang answered it smoothly.

This also verifies one thing, that is, Le Fang did not lie, and the fact that Mo Qiubai's son practiced swordsmanship was true.

After knowing it, Li Si decided to go to the capital and kill Mo Qiubai and his son.

These two people are actually no different from ghosts.

Of course, he had wanted to go to the capital before. The capital was the most important place in the Wei Kingdom, and he also wanted to see the world there.

In the capital, he may get more information about evil spirits and ghosts.

After all, this is the capital of Wei, and the information in it is much more than that of some remote county towns.

Now he still knows too little about the information about evil spirits.

And just as Li Si and Le Fang were talking, a figure slowly walked over from a distance.

The figure was wearing a hat on his head, wearing a black dress, and a long sword with a black scabbard around his waist.

At this time, the man was walking towards Li Si.

Obviously, he is going to kill Le Fang's killer.

"He is here!" Le Fang looked at the figure in horror, feeling panic in his heart.

This man had chased him all the way, and the shadow of death had been covering him, so he naturally had a deep impression of this man.

When Li Si saw this person, his brows frowned slightly. He didn't know this person, but he knew him in his outfit, which was not much different from the two masters and servants of Mo Luo who he met.

They all wore a hat, wore black clothes, and had a black sword on their waists.

This person is likely to be Moro's subordinate.

Li Si frowned slightly.

If this person is Mo Luo's subordinate, then this means that Mo Qiubai has already joined Mo Luo at some point.

If this is the case, it will be troublesome. He knows how powerful Moral's power is.

"Will this have something to do with Zhang Yuan?" Li Si looked at the figure and thought in his heart. He couldn't help but think of Zhang Yuan who was also heading to the capital.

But after thinking about it, he felt it was unlikely? How many months is it from the capital here? It is impossible for Zhang Yuan to arrive in such a short time.

That is, while he was thinking about things, a strange wind blew up, which brought up some wind and sand.

"Knock!" A sound of drawing a sword sounded? The man in black-clothed hat moved and rushed towards the two of them.

"Do not hide behind." Seeing this, Li Si said to Le Fang without looking back, picked up the black sword beside him, and faced the man in the hat.

"Kill!" The man in the hat shouted coldly? The long sword stabbed Li Si's heart like a poisonous snake.

This sword was as fast as lightning, and it was obvious that the man in the hat had already mastered his sword to the extreme.

Seeing this, Li Si raised his eyebrows, and the black sword was not unsheathed? He just raised and shook his sword away.

After pushing away the long sword, he took advantage of the victory to pursue it. When the black sword was lifted, the sword sheath suddenly tugged on the hat man's hat.

The hat flew out, revealing a scar-covered face.

"Do you humiliate me?" The scarred man stared at Li Si coldly? His body moved slowly around Li Si, finding a suitable opportunity to start.

Li Si looked at the scar-faced man with calm eyes? He remained silent, the black sword in his hand was like a sculpture? He remained motionless at all.

After a moment of stalemate, he asked lightly: "Are you sent by Morrow?"

The scarred man's pupils shrank? His brows frowned? He said in a cold voice: "How do you know my young master?"

Hearing his words? Li Si nodded slightly in her heart. It seemed that she was right that she guessed. Mo Qiubai was really mixed with Mo Luo.

Then he paused and said calmly: "I know you, I even have some grudges."

"Grievance?" The scarred man heard this, and then he sneered and said, "I don't care whether what you said is true or false, then this grudge will be settled here today."

After saying that, his body flew out like a rabbit, and his long sword raised towards Li Si's throat like a terrifying geese.

This sword is extremely fast and accurate, and it is obvious that it has been a long time to prepare.

Seeing this, Le Fang, who was standing beside him, felt cold in his body. The sword was too fast and he would definitely die if he had.

"Damn!" A spark flashed by, and Li Si continued to block the attack with his sword sheath.

Next, their figures intertwined, and the sound of jingling gold and iron clashing together, sparks flew everywhere.

"This... why didn't this man draw his sword?" Le Fang, who was standing beside him, was still fighting with the scarred man with a scabbard before he drew his sword. He was very anxious.

Although he does not understand martial arts, he is also a person who knows that he does not draw his sword. He is always much weaker than those who draw his sword.

It’s like fighting, one side comes with the intention of beating people, and the other side comes with the intention of killing people.

Which side suffers, it goes without saying which side is at a loss.

And that is when this thought arises in his mind.

"Knock!" A long sword was unsheathed, and a big head flew out from the place where the two were fighting, and blood spilled all over the floor.

When Le Fang saw this head, he was scared and trembled, then looked at the appearance of his head carefully and was overjoyed. The person who died was not someone else, but the scarred man.

In the field, Li Si swung his long sword, and the blood on the sword turned into a blood line, landed in the distance, hitting the Gobi stone, and turning into a blood flower.

Then, he slowly inserted his sword into the scabbard and walked towards Le Fang's position.

Behind him, a headless body slowly fell to the ground, and blood flowed from his neck.

Li Si had just fought with the scarred man for so long, but in fact he was not so powerful that the scarred man was. He could fight with him for so long.

But he wanted to try the martial arts of this scarred man.

Because he really wanted to know if the Mo Luo family's martial arts had anything to do with Zhao Wuqi.

Unfortunately, this scarred man has never used blood from beginning to end.

This scar-faced man should be just an external member of the Moro family, so he is not qualified to practice at all.

However, Li Si made an unexpected discovery. He discovered that the body movement of this scar man was the same as that of Zhao Wu who practiced.

This shows that the Mo Luo family is indeed related to Zhao Wuqi.

After getting this result, he decisively killed the scar-faced man.

"Die?" Le Fang looked at Li Si blankly, feeling a little unreal in his heart. Such a strong master actually died in the hands of the scholar.

"Yeah, I'm dead." Li Si replied, then sat on the stone, picked up a spoon from the iron pot and scooped a bowl of egg flower soup and started drinking.

Seeing his calm look, Le Fang swallowed his saliva and was scared. This man was still a ruthless person who killed people without blinking. He could drink soup as if nothing had happened after killing someone.
Chapter completed!