Martial: I Started The Technological Revolution In Ancient Times

0The Smoke Cloud House seemed very peaceful, even though there was a huge crisis and a murder just now.    

    

But the speed was too fast.    

    

The brothel keeper couldn't even react in time. She could only continue to worship Xiao Yun as if he was her ancestor. She didn't dare to report to the officials, nor did she dare to tell others. She even told her subordinates to keep their mouths shut.    

    

As for what would happen next, she did not care. She would take it one step at a time. It was the only thing she could do now.    

    

In any case... Smoke Cloud House was very peaceful.    

    

However, it was calm. The places outside of it were no longer as calm.    

    

In a room in the corner, everyone was waiting for news from the Linghu family's young master.    

    

Regardless of whether it was a success or a defeat, it was good news for the beautiful woman!    

    

Hai Qinghe narrowed his eyes and smiled as he sipped his tea.    

    

He knew that there would be a result soon.    

    

After all, he had already sent three groups of people to gather information. Based on his guesses about their personalities, this matter would really end very quickly.    

    

But...    

    

Before the person who returned to report returned, an uninvited guest appeared out of thin air.    

    

The door of the room swung open!    

    

It was like a fierce summer wind and winter snow.    

    

Because when that gust of wind blew on one's body, it would make one feel hot, but at the same time, they would feel as if their bones were being scratched.    

    

When everyone finally managed to open their eyes with great difficulty, they saw that there was a person standing at the door.    

    

He was standing with his back facing the light.    

    

The wind blew against his clothes.    

    

He was indescribably cool!    

    

That person was dressed in white, and there was not a single speck of dust on him.    

    

The outside was covered in sand, but the inside was numb, and there was brocade in it.    

    

On it, there was a picture of the Phoenix King embroidered with silver threads.    

    

Under his feet was a pair of colorful silver four-sided boots.    

    

On his waist was a coiling dragon silver ribbon. Two silver bells were hung diagonally, and on top of them were carved baring fangs and swallowing heavenly beasts. The bells rang, containing the Nine Dragons Eight Treasures.    

    

On his collar was a Purple Cloud Stepping Fang Scarf. It was like a colorful wing that floated left and right, dancing in the wind.    

    

Holding a long sword with one hand, the sword was five feet and three inches long. It was more than two feet longer than an ordinary sword, but it was extremely slender.    

    

The handle of the sword was inlaid with crystal clear jade, and two small words were carved on it.    

    

"Qishan."    

    

He wore a wide bamboo hat on his head, and there was a veil covering his face, making it impossible to see his face clearly.    

    

However... just by looking at her figure, one could tell that she must be an extremely beautiful woman.    

    

"Who is it?!"    

    

The people in the room immediately cried out in shock.    

    

The woman in white did not speak.    

    

She slowly walked in from outside.    

    

She didn't do anything. She just raised her hand.    

    

There was a bang.    

    

The door, which had been blown open by the strong wind, was closed again.    

    

Close the door?    

    

This made everyone's heart tighten.    

    

The person who had questioned him earlier could not help but shout loudly, "Who exactly are you? Why did you barge in? Hurry up and leave..."    

    

Before he could finish his words.    

    

With a sudden slap, he covered his face and returned to his seat.    

    

Then, he took off his hand that was covering his mouth. There was half a mouthful of teeth and blood on it.    

    

"If you keep making noise, the head will fall."    

    

Sure enough, that person did not dare to make any noise. He carefully covered his face, feeling wronged.    

    

The woman continued to walk forward. She looked around and said, "I heard that you participated in an auction. Is that true?"    

    

No one knew the identity of this woman. Hearing her ask, they were all shocked.    

    

Thinking back to the auction, they did not realize where they had offended such a figure.    

    

They looked at each other, especially the beautiful woman, their brows deeply knitted together.    

    

They stood up and were about to speak, but they were stopped by Hai Qinghe.    

    

Hai Qinghe nodded slightly at her.    

    

Then he got up and walked a few steps forward. He cupped his hands towards the female and respectfully said, "I am Hai Qinghe. Greetings Fairy Yuluo."    

    

Just as he finished speaking.    

    

A dragon's roar sounded.    

    

The sword was unsheathed.    

    

The tip of the sword was already on his shoulder.    

    

It was only half an inch away from his throat.    

    

"You... recognize me?"    

    

A drop of sweat appeared on Hai Qinghe's temples.    

    

However, he smiled and did not move in the face of the sword.    

    

"I don't know Fairy, but I do know Fairy's sword."    

    

" Oh?"    

    

"The famous sword of the world, Qi Shan Drizzle, no less than ten famous figures of the Jianghu have died under this sword. There are no less than a thousand bullies and bandits, corrupt officials, and the best soldiers of the enemy country. There are also countless of them. The owner of this sword is naturally Fairy alone."    

    

Fairy Yuluo suddenly let out a cold snort.    

    

"Hai Qinghe, there are seats for you in the imperial court of the three empires. There is a good name for you in the pugilistic world. Everyone in the world must show you some respect. Therefore, I will not pursue the matter of the auction. However, you must return the national treasure of Yuezhi Country."    

    

Her words were polite, but her voice was incomparably cold. It even sounded like an order.    

    

Hai Qinghe smiled bitterly and said, "The item that the fairy mentioned has already been bought by someone. My duty is also to have people come to sell it, and others come to buy it. Under the freedom of trading, I am just trying to make a connection. If I succeed, I succeed. "    

    

"Who bought it?"    

    

"This..."    

    

Hai Qinghe sighed and said: "Fairy, every place has its own rules and regulations. I can't reveal the identities of both parties"    

    

"Are you sure you don't want to tell me?"    

    

Hai Qinghe broke out in cold sweat again.    

    

He also wanted to say it.    

    

But he really couldn't say it.    

    

To have a good reputation in the martial arts world, he had to abide by the rules.    

    

He knew this very well.    

    

"Fairy, please don't make things difficult for me..."    

    

"Then you can die."    

    

Fairy Yuluo suddenly slashed down!    

    

She was so decisive that she did not even give Hai Qing a chance to distinguish between them.    

    

Hai Qinghe looked ordinary, but he looked weak and weak.    

    

However, at this critical moment, he actually dodged sideways.    

    

He only made a small cut on his throat with the tip of the sword. There was only a little bit of blood, but his head was not directly cut off by the opponent.    

    

The force of the retreat was too great, and his body was slashed far away.    

    

"Fairy, you..."    

    

Fairy Yuluo did not say anything and directly stabbed him again.    

    

"Wait, I know!"    

    

At this moment, the beautiful woman suddenly jumped out and said loudly, "I know who bought that thing, and I know where they are now!"    

    

The sword stopped again.    

    

This time, it was even more dangerous than the last time.    

    

Although the sword did not reach his body, the sword qi had already cut off a piece of clothing and flesh on Hai Qinghe's shoulder.    

    

Blood gushed out.    

    

Fairy Yuluo turned her head to look at the beautiful woman and did not say anything. She just quietly waited.    

    

The beautiful woman gritted her teeth and said, "Those people who bought the treasures are currently in Smoke Cloud House. The auction will be held there. They have not left yet. There are a few experts among them."    

    

The last sentence sounded like a lot, but it was to save Hai Qinghe's life.    

    

As expected.    

    

Fairy Yuluo withdrew her sword.    

    

She turned around decisively.    

    

When she reached the door, she said without looking back, "If I didn't find him there, the consequences... You know. "    

    

Then he left.    

    

The beautiful woman was stunned for a while. Then, she let out a breath and sat back down heavily on the chair. Then, she smiled bitterly. She didn't know whether she should wake up now or admit her bad luck.    

    

Hai Qinghe struggled to stand up from the ground. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

"Are you alright?"    

    

The beautiful woman asked without even raising her head.    

    

Hai Qinghe sighed, "I'm fine. It's more comfortable to vomit blood."    

    

"That's good"    

    

The beautiful woman looked especially cold at this moment.    

    

Then, she suddenly became angry and said in a deep voice, "You've done a good thing!"    

    

Hai Qinghe's expression became bitter, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "This matter might not be a bad thing. Although I don't know why Mount Qi's Yun Luo was also involved. However, the bigger this matter got, the more people involved. The better. The hidden sect in Mount Qi, Yun Luo, was much stronger than what people imagined. Their participation is naturally a good thing for us. "    

    

"They almost died. Is that considered a good thing?"    

    

The beautiful woman glared at him fiercely.    

    

But at the same time, she also understood the joints.    

    

She sneered and said, "That guy is really unlucky. He can really meet anyone. If he dies just like that, it can only be said that the heavens want his life. He can't blame anyone else."    

    

"Hehe. That's right. That guy's luck is indeed a little bad."    

    

The person they were talking about was currently taking a bath and feeling extremely comfortable.    

    

Even the fragrance of the flowers made him want to sleep.