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It was a late autumn night, and the weather was chilly.

It was already late at night, and there was almost no one on the street. Occasionally, a few drunk men would stagger out of a certain restaurant and quickly disappear at the end of the street.

Occasionally, the sound of barking could be heard from the alleyway, accompanied by the cursing and coughing of the awakened owners.

A black shadow passed through the window on the second floor of the inn, crossed the street, and quickly disappeared into the alleyway.

Diagonally across the street from the Tranquility Inn, there was a small inn called "Heaven and Earth No. 1".

Ding He soon arrived at the courtyard of Number One Heaven and Earth. In the courtyard, there were rows and rows of rooms.

Most of the guests in the chamber were fast asleep.

A pin drop could be heard in the yard.

Tinker's eyes focused on the northern wing. In just a single breath, his hand had already been placed on the door.

"Who is it?!"

At this moment, a cold shout came from the room. Immediately afterwards, two figures flew out of the window at the same time.

Lin Ru and Li Qing held onto long swords as they coldly stared at Ding He, who was standing at the door.

"Sickle of the God of Death?" Lin Ru frowned, "The god of death, Ding He?"

Ding He's face, which was covered in black cloth, changed. He had never imagined that he would be discovered so quickly. Furthermore, he was able to see through his identity with a glance — which was also true, because the weapon in his hand was too conspicuous. Anyone who had heard of the "Sickle of the God of Death" would naturally think of him as their first thought.

This was not necessarily something to be happy about – at the very least, he believed that he had quite a reputation in the martial arts world.

The door was opened by someone from the inside. Du Yun'er looked at the black-robed man outside and took a few steps back before asking, "Who are you?"

"Madam, be careful!"

The voice came from Li Qing's mouth. Her gaze was fixed on Tinker. If he moved, the sword in her hand would stab at him.

Du Yun'er was naturally no longer that weak and fragile woman from before.

When Ding He had attacked him, she had subconsciously thrust her sword towards him--this move "Three Flowers in Combination" was the most ordinary but also the most quintessential move of the Liu Ye Qing's Six Paths Swords--a seemingly ordinary thrust, but it was able to slash out three times in an instant.

Ding He waved his sickle and Du Yun'er's sword instantly flew out of his hand — it was still not the same level of confrontation. It was impossible for Dante to move closer to Du Yun'er. The sword behind him was about to pierce his back.

Ding He let out a cold snort. He also brandished his sickle lightly — he had originally thought that Du Yun'er would be as weak as him. Unexpectedly, after the two of them exchanged blows, Li Qing flipped in the air and thrusted the other sword at him.

He couldn't help but withdraw the light in his eyes.

It seemed like Mo Buyi didn't say anything. The two girls from the Supreme Ocean Pavilion really did have some skill.

"Big Sister Yun'er, are you alright?" Lin Ru walked over to support Du Yun'er as she asked in concern.

"I'm fine." Du Yun'er shook her head. Although she had her sword knocked out by Ding He in one move, she did not have any hands. She only felt a slight pain in her arm before she asked, "Ru Er, who is this black clothed person? Why did he come to kill us?"

Lin Ru glanced at Ding He, who had exchanged blows with Li Qing in the courtyard, and said, "His name is Ding He, and he is a famous killer of Chuan Shu and the martial arts world … …" Lin Ru lightly spat out, "What death god? I saw that his martial arts were mediocre. I think calling him a dead man is more like it!"

When Du Yun'er heard her talk about the killer, her face paled. When she heard that, she couldn't help but smile. However, when she saw the two getting more and more intense, she asked with concern, "Ru'Er, can Little Sister Qing'er beat up this Ding He?"

"Elder sister Yun'er, don't worry." Elder Sister Qing Er was the direct disciple of the old Pavilion Master, so her thirty-six combined sword techniques were the most exquisite … However, this' dead person 'has some skills. I'm afraid that if we fight till the end, Sister Qing Er will not be a match for him. " Lin Ru looked at the two people fighting on the stage and said.

In the end, this girl was a maid that stayed by Liu Ye Qing's side all year round. She could tell who was stronger and who was weaker with just a glance.

Lin Ruo spoke in a relaxed manner, while Ding He, who was in the arena, became increasingly apprehensive. No matter what, he would never have thought that a little girl would be able to take more than twenty moves from him … He actually didn't make any mistakes in this short period of time.

It was no doubt a slap in the face.

Before he left, he made a big deal out of it. He would be able to bring him back in a moment.

However, what Ding He did not know was that these two girls were the two maids Liu Ye Qing was the most proud of. Usually, the martial arts he had taught were all the absolute arts of Liu Ye Qing.

Liu Ye Qing arranged for the two girls to stand by Du Yun'er's side. Firstly, it was because it was convenient for the girls to take care of each other. Secondly, and most importantly, she wanted to protect Du Yun'er's safety.

"Then, why don't you hurry and help Qing'er?" Du Yun'er said.

"Okay. Elder Sister Yun'er, you stay here and watch. I'll go help Elder Sister Qing'er. " After Lin Ru finished speaking, she raised her sword and stabbed towards Ding He.

A silly little girl was not easy to deal with, but now another came. Tinker wondered if he had forgotten to go out to see the day. How could he be so unlucky?

The ruckus in the courtyard finally alarmed the guests resting in the other guest rooms. The shopkeeper's sleepy eyes were half closed. He wore a pair of slippers and walked over under the lead of an extremely flustered guest.

"What the hell is going on in the middle of the night …" The shopkeeper looked impatient as he walked over mumbling to himself. Halfway through the walk, he saw two sword-wielding young ladies fighting intensely with a black-robed man holding a scythe. The sword flashes caused his sleepiness to disappear in an instant …

"Quick, quick..." Quickly go and report this to the officials! There's a fight here! " The shopkeeper said in a flustered manner.

The guest who had pulled him over looked at him with disgust when he heard this. He thought to himself that these three people were obviously not ordinary people … Most likely, they were martial artists that roamed the martial arts world – even if the officials came, it was impossible for them to have too many people. They wouldn't be afraid if they had too few people …

"I got it …" The black-clothed man holding the Sickle of the God of Death was a famous killer of Chuan Shu … Why was he here? "Oh my god, hurry up and run, it's more important to save your life …"

A guest frantically ran out of the guest room, turned his head to look at the rooftop, then went back to pack his things and ran out of the inn …

"..."

The three people on the rooftop were having an indomitable fight, and it was hard to tell who would win in a short period of time.

On the other side, a figure suddenly descended into the courtyard. After striking the nape of Du Yun'er's neck, the unconscious Du Yun'er flew out of the inn very quickly.

"Madam!" Lin Ru just happened to see Du Yun'er being knocked out and kidnapped. She let out a loud cry, gave up on Dingzi, and chased after the figure that had disappeared …

Li Qing was shocked when she heard this. She turned her head and saw that Ding He's sickle had injured her arm because of this distraction …

Frowning, she covered her injured arm and quickly retreated into the yard.

Ding He coldly snorted. Glancing in the direction that the captive left in, he flashed and disappeared into the night …