C85

The sun set in the west. The sunset cast a red glow on the red water. Tie Qingyi stood her ground, unmoving, like an eternal statue. She silently gazed in the direction of the ship, her sad feelings blurring her vision.

Seeing that the sky was gradually darkening, Ning Erhe approached cautiously, wanting to speak but was hesitant to do so. Hearing footsteps, Tie Qingyi turned around and said, "Let's go as well!"

Ning Erhe spoke carefully, "Young master, I've chartered a boat to take the water route. What do you think?"

Tie Qingyi smiled. "Some things are just like the night that falls right in front of your eyes. It's unavoidable. You don't have to worry about my feelings. You just have to walk as fast as you can."

Ning Erhe and the other two were worried that he was feeling down. Seeing him chatting happily, they all heaved a sigh of relief in their hearts. Yue Biao called Liu Gong to put the boat on the deck, and several people got on the boat. The boatman pulled up the white sail, the oars rolled out, the river rippled, and the boat sailed down the waves.

The three of them went to the cabin and took out a wooden bench. Tie Qingyi sat on the bow of the boat, and the waves gently hit the side of the boat. He saw that the boatman was a small old man, but his arms were full of strength. He shook the oars, and the boat glided forward gracefully. In an instant, the boat was floating in the middle of the river.

Tie Qingyi turned his head to the side and smiled: "Old sir, good strength!"

The old man replied, "Reporting to Young Noble, this young one has grown up by the river. I have also been working in this life for decades. Although I am old, I have not lost any of my strength." Tie Qingyi smiled but did not say anything. She gazed at the green mountains on both sides of the river, her gaze gloomy and gloomy. Before the night had even faded, the crescent moon had already slowly risen from the peak of the mountain.

The old man shook his oars and said, "This old man will help you to relieve your boredom with a small song." He chanted, "Outside of Qingshan, in front of the green water. The tides were flat and wide, the wind was at full sail. Day and night are born in the sea, and spring enters the old year. "Where does the country book come from, return to the side of Yan Luoyang." When Tie Qingyi and Cai Yi heard that he was singing the song "Lower North Foothold" from the former dynasty's Wang Wan, they all revealed strange expressions. They didn't expect that a mere old man by the river would be so knowledgeable.

Cai Yi whispered, "Old sir, I'm a man of noble character, and I'm surprised at how the scenery is. How should I address you, Sect Leader Xu of the Great Lakes Sect?"

The old man put down the oars and laughed coldly, "It's a little late for friends to get close. Our Tai Hu Gang is specially doing this kind of business on the surface of the water. If everyone were to mention the relationship between the Sect Master and the elder, we would just muddle along and let them pass.

Cai Yi's face remained expressionless. He cupped his fists and said, "So it turns out that old sir is really a water hero of the Tai Hu Gang. I apologize for my disrespect!" Before he could finish his sentence, a hoarse voice came from the river. "Brother Li, your singing is filled with joy. Is there something good in the boat?"

The two fast boats flew down from the upper reaches of the river, one on each side of the bow. The one who shouted was a man with a sword in his hand, while the other one was a Daoist with two swords at his waist.

Tie Qingyi and the others thought to themselves, "So Brother Li's singing is just a message. A signal sounded, and his accomplices arrived upon hearing the song." Just as they were thinking, four or five men on each of the boats behind the two arrived in front of them very early in the blink of an eye. The old man drew a floral spear from the bottom of the boat, and the man and the Daoist jumped onto the boat.

The Daoist raised his blade and said sinisterly, "Hand over all the gold and silver money in your bag and I'll let you have four dog lives." "If you resist even a little, I won't let you off. I'll chop off all the meat and throw it into the river to feed the fishes."

Cai one ear glanced at him coldly and sneered, "You are the notorious evil monk of the Taihu Gang?"

After the evil monk was exposed, he was secretly shocked. The three of them were the three hall masters of the Tai Hu Gang who had been beaten into fleeing in the forest outside Luoyang City by Li Yan's black dragon whip. The man who wielded the sword was called Tang Bei, and he was also known as the "Stomach Sword". Old Flowerspear had given him the nickname "Ghost Fox Spear" Li Baiqi. He was also known as a cruel and tricky person. The three of them saw that Tie Qingyi and the others had nothing to fear, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

Tang Bei raised his sword and bowed as he said, "So you are a fellow cultivator from the same sect. Please forgive me for not being able to see clearly, but may I ask for your name?" He put his hand behind his back and lightly hooked with his finger. The two hulks on the fast boat received the hall master's hint and rowed the oars to block Tie Qingyi from the front and back while he was on the boat.

Cai Yi curled his lips and said, "I've long heard that Wu Hu helped Manager Tang with the sword in his stomach. I saw that it was indeed true today, and even though he was talking to us politely, he secretly ordered us to block the path of water, so that we wouldn't be able to advance or retreat. It's a waste of the title 'Abdominal Sword'. I've seen it for myself." Tang Bei and the other two looked at each other. The reputation of Cai One wasn't anything special in the eyes of the three.

Li Baiqi laughed dryly as he suddenly said, "So it's the hero from the two provinces, Brother Cai. He has the clairaudient ears, hehe …" "I've heard a lot about you!" While they were talking, the evil monk and Tang Bei flanked them from the left and right, while several of the men from the fast boat also jumped over. They all held onto their spears and blades as they surrounded Tie Qingyi and the other three.

Tie Qingyi smiled. "Cai Yi, it seems like you, a hero of the two clans, are not even the slightest bit of a concern to me."

Cai Yi felt a little embarrassed and asked with a reddened face, "Young master, what should we do?"

Tie Qingyi glared and said: "Beat him up! Beat him until he cares about you, and you still want to ask me about such an easy matter? "

"Alright!" Cai Yi was full of energy after hearing the order. He had been training hard these past few days and was worried that he wouldn't have the chance to show off his punches and kicks. He first kicked a burly man who was carrying a rod to the side, causing him to fall into the river with a 'putong' sound. Without waiting for Tang Bei to react, he struck his chest with his palm.

Yue Biao and Ning Erhe struck their fists at the same time, while Yue Biao swung his blade back and forth. His moves were skillful, forcing the evil monk to continuously retreat. After being taught by Tie Qingyi several times, Ning Erhe's "Eight Wind Heavenly Fist Technique" was no longer as powerful as before, and his punch was unpredictable. In close combat, Li Baiqi's ghost-fox spear was in danger, and he was being suppressed at every turn. In just a few exchanges, the three Great Lakes gang members were at a disadvantage. Upon seeing this, the rest of the men shouted in unison and rushed towards Tie Qingyi.

Tie Qingyi did not move and just said: "Since you are feeling depressed and have nowhere to vent your emotions, I will accompany you and have a good time." In the blink of an eye, all the men were thrown into the river like dumplings.

The three Hall Masters of the Great Lakes gang looked at each other in shock. Each of them tried their best to launch an attack and jumped into the water with a plop. Li Baiqi's head surfaced and shouted, "My sons, knock over these b * tches' boat and drown them in the water!" Tai Hu Gang members were good at swimming, so when they heard the sound, they quickly dived into the water and swam towards the boat. The expressions of the three people of Cai En's group changed. They were all ordinary swimmers. They would definitely be in for a loss if they were to fall into the water.

Tie Qingyi laughed, "Shameless scoundrel, do some dirty tricks." Purple qi shrouded his face as he struck out with his six Hidden Elephant Palms. A strong stream of air struck the surface of the water as if it was visible to the naked eye. The surface of the water churned up two huge waves, like the rising tide of the river or the rising tide of the waves, causing the people in the water to float around.

He suddenly jumped into the air and extended his hand out to grab Tang Bei's hair. Without waiting for his body to descend, he extended his leg and kicked the Evil Head's ring blade, causing his white robe to blur slightly. Tie Qingyi had already held onto Tang Bei's wet body and landed on the bow.

This palm caused a thousand ripples in the waves, and the ultimate move. No matter how stupid the evil monk and Li Baiqi were, they knew that they had met an otherworldly expert. They whistled and disregarded Tang Bei's life and death, and swam towards the shore.