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"I mean your pay?" Tu Lian Meng was quite annoyed with Li Ye's nonsensical appearance. She angrily looked at Li Ye.

"There's enough money and this knife." As Li Ye spoke, he patted the saber on his waist, causing it to clink loudly.

Tu Lian Meng said unhappily, "Then why did you ask for such a high price before!"

"I thought you wanted dozens of me?" "In the end, I killed two, and one head for a thousand gold. That's enough!" Li Ye smiled. He was joking, but he didn't expect her to be serious.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. The waiter, come and stack of soy dishes. Oh right, have you eaten yet?" Li Ye immediately decided to end the issue.

"I already ate. Who knew that you would come back now?" Tu Lian Meng rolled her eyes at him as she said indifferently.

Li Ye laughed self-deprecatingly as he looked at Lian Meng and waited for the dishes to arrive.

The speed of serving the dishes was extremely fast. Before even the time it took to brew a cup of tea had passed, all the dishes had already arrived.

Seeing Li Ye wolfing down his food, Tu Lian Meng couldn't help but smile. She didn't know why, but she really enjoyed this time.

Li Ye was not used to being watched for a meal. He thought for a moment, then mumbled with food in his mouth, "Tomorrow, you can go to the Xu household by yourself. I still have some personal matters to attend to."

"Why do you still have matters to attend to!?" Tu Lian Meng was unhappy, but after thinking for a while, she shifted her eyes and blew lightly towards Li Ye's ears, "Aren't you afraid that I'll die!?"

Li Ye had also stopped eating. His face was flushed red as he hurriedly pushed Pitiful Dream away. After calming down, he slowly replied, "No, I was just worrying that no King of Hell would take you in."

Finished speaking, Li Ye buried his head in his bowl, no longer looking up at Tu Lian Meng, causing him to not see the grief that flashed across Tu Lian Meng's face.

"..."

"I'm leaving, I should be back tonight." Li Ye turned his head to look at Tu Lian Meng and said in a deep voice:

Tu Lian Meng looked reluctantly at Li Ye. She circled around him before saying in a sobbing tone, "Then come back early to pick me up."

Li Ye was a bit confused. His hand unconsciously rubbed Pitiful Dream's hair. He smiled and said, "No one from the Wei family killed you. What are you afraid of? Alright, I'll come back as soon as possible."

Although Li Ye felt that Tu Lian Meng was a little strange, all he could think about was going to the Sword Tomb. He didn't think much about the strangeness of Tu Lian Meng.

Tu Lian Meng could only helplessly watch as Li Ye walked further and further away. After Li Ye left, five men walked out from the crowd and said to Tu Lian Meng slowly, "Miss, can you come with us now?"

"Li Ye, you have to come early!" Tu Lian Meng turned around and looked in the direction Li Ye had gone. She then turned her head reluctantly and nodded reluctantly at the five players. She then followed these people to places Li Ye could not have guessed at.

Li Ye didn't know about Tu Liameng's situation. He only felt that the person on the same boat as him was a bit strange. Both the man who was completely black and the old man who was lifting the boat gave him a strange feeling.

That old man supported himself with a yellow bamboo pole, and from time to time, he would support himself with the artemisia selengensis. That slow and unhurried movements, as well as the movements of his hands, had captivated Li Ye.

His callused hands slowly drew back the bamboo pole and passed it into the water. Li Ye looked at this simple action for a long time before involuntarily exclaiming, "Beginner's apricot wine!?"

Li Ye's sudden exclamation made the expressionless old man finally have another expression. He smiled at Li Ye and said gently, "Kid, what's your relationship with Wenren Wu-shuang?"

Smell them? Li Ye quickly came to his senses. The clan the old man had mentioned was the clan of the old man with the severed finger.

The old man saw that Li Ye didn't reply for a long time, so he didn't pursue the matter. He only said to himself: "That's right, a teenager with a sabre, how could he possibly be related to Wenren Wu-shuang?"

The man covered in black grinned and said, "Old man, you have misjudged me this time. This kid is not just learning the art of sabers."

"Learning the saber and learning the sword … then in this lifetime, he will not be able to reach the peak of perfection." The old man looked at Li Ye's hand and laughed self-deprecatingly. He continued to prop up the bamboo pole and spoke to the man in black. The one who talked more was Li Ye.

Li Ye lowered his head, looked at the callus in his hand, and asked himself, "You can't have both the sword and the blade? Then why did Master force me to learn these two different weapons? My Master would not harm me, so he must have his reasons for doing so. "

The man in black glanced at Li Ye, not wanting to put an end to the youth's enthusiasm for martial arts, he smiled and said: "Old man, what you said is wrong. The sword immortals that came out of the Sword Tomb seventy years ago know the sword, spear, and two methods.

The old man laughed and said, "But since then, there have been a lot of people who have learned the second way of the sword and spear. But who could have reached the level of being able to stun people?"

The old man seemed to be deliberately trying to undermine Li Ye's confidence as he kept telling Li Ye examples of failures in the martial arts world. However, no matter how they talked, Li Ye refused to participate in their discussion. If the two looked at him, he just smiled at them.

If he didn't act like the south wall and didn't turn back, he would have a bad temper. If he didn't reach a dead end, he wouldn't turn around. He wouldn't change his path just because of what the two had said.

"Sigh, what a waste of a good seedling!" When the old man saw Li Ye's resolute expression, he knew that his words were cut off from his left ear. He could only smile wryly as he realized that his sympathizer had lost another chivalrous hero.

But when he opened the chatterbox, the old man was no longer as silent as before. He asked Li Ye, "Brat, what are you doing in the Sword Tomb?"

"Me?" Li Ye asked as he pointed to himself.

The old man rolled his eyes at Li Ye and shouted loudly, "Nonsense, who else could it be?"

"What about him?" Li Ye pointed at the man in black and asked in confusion.

The old man gave a weird smile and said slowly: "Kid, his seniority is much higher than yours! I can't call you boy. "

"Elder Mo must be joking." The man cupped his hands towards the old man and smiled, "This brat, Elder Mo sure knows his place."

Li Ye felt that their actions were really strange, but he still respectfully said to the old man slowly, "I came to offer incense sacrifices. Several people had instructed me to burn some more incense in front of her grave."

The old man looked deeply at Li Ye, and after selecting the people buried in the Sword Tomb in his mind, he slowly said: "Brat, if you were to burn incense for her, please help me burn three sticks of incense, I also let her down that year."

Li Ye asked in shock, "Elder, do you know who I want to worship?"