Rise to fame!

Zhou Yi was walking on the road, and these four words appeared in his mind.

He said: "Have you recovered?"

The voice of the king of heavens emerged from the heart: "Yes, you have exerted a certain influence in this world, occupied a certain amount of world luck, and reached the level of fame. With these luck, I will naturally recover.

consciousness."

Zhou Yi smiled lightly, and as expected, he gained a lot from this trip to Emei. Not only did he acquire two peerless swordsmanship, but he also made him famous in this world by some combination of circumstances.

One person and one sword defeated the Emei Sword Sect, which made his reputation in this world reach the level of fame, and he was slowly getting closer to being able to leave this world's "legendary" influence.

A one-man horse, turning around again.

A few days later, Zhou Yi returned to the inn where he first appeared in this world.

The clerk in the shop recognized Zhou Yi at first sight, and looked embarrassed at the moment, fearing that this man was looking for trouble.

That day, the jade pendant was stolen from his hand.

If this man is not able to recover the things from the thief in the end, then his small shop will not be able to withstand the attacks of such a charlatan.

He saw everything that happened that day. He knocked over a big table with one sword, and his movement was like a lightning phantom. He and the shopkeeper all knew that this man was the kind of master who came and went in the world.

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Therefore, when Zhou Yi came back to the inn, both the shopkeeper and the waiter were worried.

Zhou Yi approached the counter.

To their surprise, Zhou Yi didn't mention anything about the jade pendant that day. Instead, he threw out a silver piece and said, "Here is the money for food and clothes for the day. I'll settle the account for you. I want to ask."

You, no one has come to see me in the more than half a month since I left the inn?"

He provided Lu Xiaofeng with the location of this inn and asked him to consider whether he should exchange his Lingxi Finger for the identity of the Embroidery Thief. After considering it, he came here to find him.

The shopkeeper stared blankly at the silver on the table. Then, when he heard the second half of Zhou Yi's question, he got excited and quickly answered:

"No one has come to see you, uncle!"

There was a hint of disappointment in Zhou Yi's eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng is indeed Lu Xiaofeng. It seems that he does not want to ask for help from others, especially help that is conditional in exchange.

He must have believed that he could definitely investigate the matter and get to the bottom of it.

Zhou Yi then said: "If anyone wants to come to me, go and tie a red cloth strip on the big locust tree outside the guest station. This one hundred taels of silver will be used as payment for your hard work."

With that said, he threw a large piece of silver ingot on the counter and turned to leave.

After leaving the inn, Zhou Yi's eyes flickered and he thought to himself: "Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng, I naturally believe that you can definitely find out the identity of the embroidery thief on your own. After all, there is never anything that can be hidden from Lu Xiaofeng in this martial arts world.

many."

"But, in the process of investigating this case, do you know what you will lose?"

Zhou Yi smiled lightly in his heart.

"Since you are unwilling to make a fair deal with me, then don't blame me for finding another way."

"This can be considered a favor for me to do you."

It was dark at night, and the streets were already lit with lights.

Zhou Yi slowly blended into the night alone.

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Lu Xiaofeng sat on the carriage, leaning against a soft blanket, drinking slowly and thinking about the clues to the embroidery theft case.

He is alone now.

He had vaguely realized that there were many doubts and dangers behind this case, so he was absolutely unwilling to let his favorite tigress get involved.

Therefore, Xue Bing was entrusted to a good friend of his, the righteous and evil boss of the Beijing underworld, Snake King.

With that good brother looking after Xue Bing, he no longer has any worries and can concentrate on investigating the case.

The night is dark.

A lantern hung at the front of the carriage.

As the carriage jolted, light flashed and darkened, and firelight flickered in Lu Xiaofeng's pupils.

At this time, as the light flickered, his thoughts began to slowly diverge, and he began to think about the clues to the Embroidery Robbery case in a general direction.

The clues he has now obtained are 70% to 80% certain, pointing the identity of the embroidery thief to the Red Shoe Organization.

Not many people in the world of this mysterious organization know its internal structure, which is exactly the same as the original mysterious Qingyi Tower.

At this time, he accidentally thought of someone.

"Zhou Yi..."

This man has been shining brightly across the sky like a comet in the past two days.

The world is full of legends about him.

One person challenged the Emei Sect, and just watched the Emei Four Swords be used once [Sword Double Kill 7749 Styles], and he was able to display them, and the power was not lower than that of Dugu Yihe, the founder of this martial arts.

There is a reproduction of Ximen Chuixue’s sword that killed Dugu Yihe.

All this news, even the well-informed Lu Xiaofeng was licking her heart at this moment, couldn't help but take a breath.

Although he had learned Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortal from Heaven after only watching it once, he could only use 20 to 30% of its power.

That man actually completely reproduced 100% of the power of Ximen Chuixue's sword technique!

Such a monster and genius appeared in the world.

He recalled the time when this person met him for the first time, and after letting himself think about it, he changed his identity to the embroidered thief with one finger of consonance.

I never went to that inn.

This is because Lu Xiaofeng is wondering in her heart: "Does he really know the identity of the embroidery thief?"

"Or rather, he himself is..."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but think of this, and a bright light flashed in her eyes.

The carriage went all the way to one place.

This is Chunxiang Tower, the largest gold sales den in the capital. It is usually easy for Lu Xiaofeng to find some important clues in this kind of place.

And just when he arrived here in a carriage, a monk carrying a cloth bag looked anxious and said: "Lu Xiaofeng, you are really coming here."

This monk has a square head, big ears, and a simple and honest face, but at this moment he is very anxious.

"Honest monk, what's wrong?" Lu Xiaofeng asked curiously, and jumped out of the carriage.

The honest monk sighed: "Your good friend is about to die!"

Lu Xiaofeng's heart skipped a beat and she hurriedly asked: "Which one?"

"Isn't it the elusive King of Thieves!"

"Sikong Zhaixing? What happened to him?"

Lu Xiaofeng looked hesitant. After hearing that it was Sikong Zhaixing, he was not so anxious. After all, he had just suffered a loss from this boy and was deceived by him.

The honest monk said sadly: "He made a bet with someone to steal Ye Gucheng's sword skills, and then he was hit by Ye Gucheng's sword!"

Lu Xiaofeng's face turned pale.

Instantly, eagerness appeared on his face. Sikong Zhaixing dared to steal Ye Gucheng's sword skills, and was stabbed by Ye Gucheng!

After being hit by Ye Gucheng's sword, no wonder the honest monk said he was about to die!

Lu Xiaofeng knew that Sikong Zhaixing would definitely not lie to him this time.

If someone is hit by Ye Gucheng's sword, they will naturally die.

An honest monk never lies.
Chapter completed!