in the world of murder

Chapter 1

The mountain peaks tower into the clouds, and the misty clouds and mists shroud the mountainside like a strip.The snow on the top of the mountain does not melt all the year round, and on the long stone steps, there is still snow that does not know when.

Xie Li carried the sword on his back and walked calmly and smoothly.

Suddenly hearing the sound of Chuanlin, a sharp sword roared from behind.Xie Li's eyes were calm, and he dodged this vicious stab in the back with a tap of his toes.

He turned around, only to see more than a dozen people in light blue disciple uniforms, each holding a sword in his hand.

These are all his fellow disciples, some he knows and some he doesn't.

Xie Li's expression was indifferent, like the snow that never melted on Jiuyi Mountain.His long sword was not out of its sheath, and everyone had already rushed forward.

In the blink of an eye, Xie Li had already gone through several moves with the crowd. He dodged one of them's long sword with a short body, and hit the man's wrist with two fingers. The man's wrist shook, and he let go immediately.Xie Li pushed his wrist and sent the long sword back, just as he was about to cut the man's neck.Suddenly, a golden bead came through the air and hit the long sword, saving the man's life.

Above the long steps, among the snow, a boy appeared at some point.The boy was wearing a bright red cloak, his face was hidden under the cloak, only his smiling voice could be heard.

"It's just a competition between the same sect, how can the senior brother kill? This is against the rules of Jiuyi Mountain."

The crowd surrounded the young man, only the young man's clothes were as bright as red plums among the blue clothes.He took off his hood, revealing a face of indistinguishable sex and color.

Xie Li looked at the handsome young man on the steps, and said, "Isn't it true that no one died?"

Xi Zhen raised his eyebrows, he stroked a red jade ring in his hand, and said: "That means I came in time, if I came a step late, this senior brother will not survive."

Xi Zhen smiled more innocently and beautifully, "Senior brother, if you dare to do it, you must dare to admit it. Simply this senior brother is not a serious problem. Even if the law enforcement elders see you, they will not severely punish you."

Xie Li had no intention of arguing with Xi Zhen, he walked up the steps, carrying a snowstorm, without even looking at him, said: "Then you go and sue."

The moment he passed by, Xi Zhenjiao's pretty face instantly darkened.He looked at the back of Xie Lili, and slapped the disciple beside him with his backhand.

"Trash!" Xi Zhen scolded: "So many people can't deal with him alone, what use are you for!"

The person who was beaten was not angry, but just flattered him: "Junior brother, don't be angry, we have targeted senior senior brother again and again, but we have not seen success a few times. Besides, senior senior brother went down the mountain for more than half a month this time. Without practice, the mid-month competition will definitely not be as good as you."

Xi Zhen finally calmed down a bit, and followed Xie Li into the mountain gate.

Jiuyi Mountain is a sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, with many disciples and talents.Among the disciples of a generation, the best one is called the direct heir of Jiuyi Mountain, who is responsible for entering the world, finding the emperor, protecting the country, and reclaiming the foundation of the country. All the disciples of Jiuyi Mountain who are scattered outside must respect this person.

In a generation of disciples, there can only be one direct disciple, and direct disciples are selected by raising Gu.Therefore, there is an iron law in Jiuyi Mountain, outside the mountain gate, no matter life or death, within the mountain gate, no one is allowed to harm fellow sects.

Up to this generation, among the disciples of Nine Yi Mountain, Xie Li is the senior brother, who is unparalleled in the country with amazing talent, and has always been the number one in the mid-month competition.As for Xizhen, the younger brother of this generation, he is equally talented, diligent and hard-working, but he is always defeated by Xie Li's subordinates, and Yueyue takes the second place.

Because of this, Xi Zhen is almost different from Xie Li.

Xie Li returned to his own yard, changed his clothes before going to the main hall to meet the Mountain Lord and the elders.

Xi Zhen played with the ring with his hands behind his back, and came outside the hall.The disciples outside the hall stopped him and said: "Junior brother, senior brother is discussing matters with the mountain master and the elders, you can come back later."

Xi Zhen brushed his disciple's hand away with a smile and said, "It doesn't matter."

He was born really well, his facial features were as beautiful as peony flowers in full bloom, and his cat-like eyes were full of innocence, making people reluctant to embarrass him.

The gatekeeper had no choice but to watch him walk in.

The main hall is wide, with the mountain master and several elders at the top, like Buddha statues with benevolent faces.As for Xie Li, he was standing in the hall, dressed in plain blue silk, with a four-finger-wide jade-inlaid belt tied around his waist, making him look like a green bamboo and stand like a jade tree.He has a cold and handsome appearance, with a handful of snow that can't be melted between his eyebrows and eyes, even if he looks at people, he only glances at them, and there is never dust in his eyes.

Xi Zhen glanced at him in disgust, then raised his head to look at the mountain master, but changed his obedient and docile appearance again.

"The disciple has met the master."

The owner of the mountain's usual indifferent eyebrows softened when he touched Xi Zhen, "Zhen'er, don't be rude."

Xi Zhen had no choice but to salute Xie Li perfunctorily, "Hello, Senior Brother."

Xie Li responded lightly.Xi Zhen glanced at him, walked directly to Shangshou Mountain Master, and said in a sweet voice: "Master, what were you talking about just now? No one is allowed to come in."

The Lord of the Mountain asked Xizhen to stand beside him, and said, "I'm talking about Emperor Yan's establishment of a reserve."

The disciples of Jiuyi Mountain have a big competition every month, which is called the flower competition day.On the flower competition day in September, it was no accident that Xie Li won the championship.And winning the championship this time won Xie Li the opportunity to go down the mountain.

Kyushu has been separated for a long time, and Emperor Yan, who was born in a reckless country, finally settled the world after more than [-] years of fighting. He established the country as Yan and the capital of Chang'an.Emperor Yan had only one son, named Chongming, who was officially established as the prince in Chongyang in the golden autumn.Jiuyi Mountain then sent Xie Li down the mountain to represent Jiuyi Mountain in the ceremony of establishing the crown prince.

Xi Zhenzhen has been upset for a long time.If there is no accident, the Mingjun that the direct disciples of this generation of Jiuyi Mountain should assist is the Chongming Prince.However, Xie Lixian got in touch with Prince Chongming one step at a time, which made Xizhen not angry.

Xi Zhen looked at Xie Li, who was as immobile as a mountain in the hall, with an evil smile in his eyes, and said: "I haven't seen Prince Chongming yet, brother, why don't you tell me what Prince Chongming is like?" Man, what does the Licensing Ceremony look like?"

Xie Li raised his eyelids, his voice was like a cold spring flowing down from a snow mountain, "I'm not the storyteller you found."

Xi Zhen clasped his hands behind his back, his eyes swirled and fell on him, and said: "Brother, you are so boring."

The owner of the mountain patted Xizhen, and said softly: "Don't make trouble, your senior brother has traveled a long distance, let him go to rest first."

Xi Zhen was a little unhappy, but did not refute the mountain master's words.

Xie Li in the hall cupped his hands and strode away from the main hall.

Several elders bid their farewells, leaving only Shanzhu and Xizhen in the hall.

"Master!" Xi Zhen fell on the mountain master's lap, "You still say you don't favor him!"

Shanzhu stroked Xizhen's hair on the temples, and said: "All the elders are here, you just entertain your senior brother like that, and if you spread the word, your reputation will be destroyed."

Xi Zhen didn't take it seriously, "The strong in Jiuyi Mountain are respected, who cares about fame?"

Thinking of Xie Li, Xi Zhen almost gritted his teeth, "In front of the mountain gate, he still attacked the disciples in the sect, but it was because the elders liked him and would not punish him."

The owner of the mountain also heard about what happened in front of the mountain gate, he knew Xi Zhen's plan well, and said: "You have never done a hundred or eighty things like this, when did you really hurt him? Even if you sue me, I can’t punish him if he didn’t make a mistake. Zhener, you must know that three people must have my teacher. If you can’t beat him, you might as well get closer to him and learn from him.”

"I can't beat him?!" Xi Zhen only heard this sentence, "How can I not beat him! Master, just wait and see, this month's competition day, I must be the champion!"

After that, Xi Zhen ran out.Seeing the figure of Xi Zhen leaving in a hurry, the mountain master couldn't help sighing.

Nearly October, the wind is cold, and the pine and bamboo in the back mountain look the same all the year round. Occasionally, the snow will crush the branches, and two or three branches will be broken.

Xie Li practiced swordsmanship in the bamboo forest in the back mountain, and the first competition in the competition day was swordsmanship.Over the years, Xie Li has never been defeated in this regard.

Xi Zhen stood in the bamboo forest, looking at Xie Li quietly.He was followed by many disciples, most of whom succumbed to Xizhen's followers.

A young man wearing a light blue student uniform stood beside Xi Zhen and said: "Junior brother, we have not beaten him before the mountain gate, now that he has calmed down, we are no longer his opponent."

Xi Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, playing with the ring, and said slowly: "You don't need to kill him, just cripple his arm."

Xie Li injured his hand, and Zhenghua Rishang is no match for Xizhen anyway.

The corner of Xi Zhen's mouth twitched into a smile, and with a wave of his hand, many disciples behind him drew their swords and surrounded them in unison.

Xie Li stopped his sword and looked at the person rushing out of the bamboo forest, his eyes were still indifferent and calm.

"Big brother, please advise!" After the voice fell, everyone rushed forward, all targeting Xie Li's hand holding the sword.

In the snow, Xie Li's sword was so fast that it seemed to appear a double image, even surrounded by the crowd, it did not lose the wind at all.

The disciple who followed Xi Zhen anxiously said: "Junior brother, I don't think they can hurt senior brother."

Xi Zhen's gaze was still gloomy, he took the ring back to his hand, slowly drew out the saber of the disciple beside him, and entered the battle as silently as a ghost.

Xie Li turned his back to Xi Zhen, he could almost feel the wind blowing when Xi Zhen rushed up.

However, he still blocked Xi Zhen's sword, and the long sword collided with each other, making a piercing sound.Xie Li raised his eyes and saw the undisguised malice in Xi Zhen's eyes.

Xi Zhen's swordsmanship is just like his own, light and fast, weird and tricky, and every move is unexpected.

Apart from fighting for flowers, Xi Zhen never used his sword easily.Therefore, many disciples are not sure about Xi Zhen's sword skills, thinking that he is like a ghost, unfathomable.But who is Xie Li? Every month on the Flower Competition Day, Xie Li and Xi Zhen will decide the final winner.He has to compete with Xi Zhen every month, every year.In the entire Nine Yi Mountains, no one knows Xizhen's sword skills better than Xie Li.

Xi Zhen presses on every step, Xie Li remains undisturbed, and the two of them have used dozens of moves in an instant, but Xi Zhen did not get half of the benefits.Xi Zhen started to get impatient, and when he was in a hurry, it was easy for him to make mistakes.Xie Li's eyes were fixed, and he raised his long sword, cutting through Xi Zhen's wrist.

The long sword flipped a few times in the air, and finally plunged into the ground with a "clang".Xi Zhen stood opposite Xie Li, blood dripping down the snow from his fingertips.

Xie Li was holding a long sword, and his clothes fluttered with the cold wind.Xi Zhen's shadow was reflected in his eyes, among the white snow, there was only Xi Zhen's bright color.Xie Li looked at him and suddenly remembered some old things.

Xie Li grew up in Jiuyi Mountain, he is the eldest disciple of the mountain lord, he seems to be born silent and prudent, he reads books and practice sword every day according to the mountain lord's order.The wind and snow on Jiuyi Mountain has never subsided, and Xie Li has lived in the mountain for an unknown number of years.

Then one day, the owner of the mountain brought back a child made of pink makeup and jade, like a snow ball, I don't know how attractive he is.

That child became Xie Li's junior junior, that is, Xi Zhen.

Xi Zhen was also attached to Xie Li when he was a child, not because he liked Xie Li so much, but because he was used to being pampered by others, and he thought Xie Li was no exception.But Xie Li was as cold and hard as a pile of ice and snow, Xi Zhen slowly alienated him, and then slowly started to target him.

In the beginning, it was nothing more than a trivial matter like a complaint, but later he dared to run on him blatantly and frame him.Everyone knows that the elder brother is pitiful, but they dare not speak out against Xi Zhen who is loved by the mountain lord.

Xi Zhen hid his blood-dripping hand behind his back, and said with a fake smile: "Senior brother is good at swordsmanship."

Xie Li looked at him indifferently, Xi Zhen was really nice, when he smiled, he was as bright as a haze, and when he was not smiling, he was as cold as a plum blossom, even if he sneered, he was not charming.

He suddenly stretched out his sword and laid it across Xi Zhen's neck.

Xi Zhen's complexion changed, his neck was stiff, "Senior Brother, what do you mean, mutilating your fellow disciples is a serious crime."

Xie Li suddenly laughed, and when he laughed, Xi Zhen couldn't help but shiver.

"I won't kill you," Xie Li seemed to be discussing with him, "I just use your hands."

Xi Zhen looked ugly.Xie Li continued: "Or if you lose both of your feet, you won't be able to move around, so you won't have troubles."

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