Chapter 701: The story of a city and a knife (Part 1)

The snowflakes fell from the sky and fell between the temples of the iron tree. The clothes were not really touched. They were cut into countless debris and burst into countless small flowers with a very slight noise.
This man seemed to be made of iron, and it was colder than the wind and snow. There were countless sharp edges hidden under his shirt, which was more terrible than the sword.
Wang Po walked to the table, glanced at him, and then sat down, calmly resting the iron knife on the table.
His movements were steady and light, and there was no sound, just like the snow fell silent.
Snowflakes also fell on his temples, clothes, or rolled down, or lightly sticky, and then fell on the knife, like the fallen yellow leaves, gradually covering the sheath, without revealing the slightest sharpness.
Looking at this scene, Tie Shu's indifferent expression gradually changed, not vigilance, dignity, but emotion.
In Tanzhe Temple, when he closed his eyes in the yellow leaves of the sky, he also saw a similar picture.
He looked at the current Wang Po, but in his eyes was the figure of the ordinary man who walked out of Wenshui City.
"I might say more today."
He said to Wang Po.
Wang Po looked at the courtyard on the other side of Fengxue, with a clear meaning.
Tie Shu said indifferently: "Chen Changsheng cannot succeed, so I have a long time."
Wang Po's views are different, but because of this, he naturally doesn't mind sitting more.
"Senior, please."
"When you left Wenshui City, many people went to see you..."
Hearing this sentence, Wang Po's eyebrows pulled up slightly and then fell.
As the last male of the royal family in Tianliang County, if he died, the royal family would really be broken.
That joke of Emperor Taizong that year would come true.
Therefore, he hid everywhere since he was young, and grew up very hard with the help of King Liang's palace and some senior monks who were hot-hearted.
The power of Zhu Zhi was too great, especially after he had the reputation as a genius in monasticism. The situation he faced was even more dangerous. It was at this time that Mr. Tang sent someone to take him into Wenshui City.
He worked as a tenant in Wenshui for several years, but the Tang family was sheltering him.
A few years later, he decided to leave Wenshui, and Mrs. Tang agreed with his decision.
The news quickly spread throughout the continent.
Wang Po dare to leave Wenshui and escape from the shelter of the Tang family means that, after several years of account life, he has grown to be confident enough-as long as Zhu Luo cannot take the action in person under the oath of the stars, or the court does not It is difficult to kill him by using an army or a large battle.
Everyone knows that Wang Po is very strong now, but how strong is he?
The day he left Wenshui City, many people went to the official road outside the city, including some big names.
It is very clear to everyone, whether it is the Zhu valve, the desperate sect, or the imperial court, they will definitely shoot to Wang Po, and there will be a lot of excitement outside Wenshui City that day.
"I went too." Tie Shu said looking at his eyes.
Wang Po knew this for the first time and said, "Unexpectedly."
Logically speaking, he was just a young genius with great potential for monasticism. In any case, it was difficult to alarm the strong man in the sacred field like Tieshu.
"Because Su Li had made some comments after seeing you in Wenshui City, other people didn't know, and we of course knew."
Tie Shu said: "He said that your sword will be stronger than its predecessors in the future."
Listening to this, Wang Po didn't speak.
Even him, in the face of such praise, can only be silent.
For a person like Su Li, there was only one predecessor who used a knife worthy of his special mention. It was naturally Zhou Dufu.
"So I thought you would die that day."
Tie Shu looked at him and continued.
This is an inference that sounds unreasonable and actually takes for granted.
Even Su Li praised him so much. How could the big men in the court and Tianliang County allow him to continue to grow?
Wang Po recalled the pictures when he walked out of Wenshui City, and his eyes raised gradually.
It’s not triumph and pride or nostalgia for glory, but it’s just after many years that it still has unforgettable intent on killing the sky.
"I watched you walk out of Wenshui City with a knife, just like today."
Tie Shu continued: "A lot of people are dead and you are still alive. At that time, we knew that the Zhu family and the court were in great trouble. Now I want to come, and Zhu Luo knows better, so there will be Xunyang city. That night rain will have the last words before Tianshuling.
Wang Poping said: "I don't think it's a glory to value him."
Tie Shu said: "But he is after all Zhu Luo, the only requirement before he dies, we all have to help him do it."
Wang Po's eyes dropped slightly and landed on an iron knife covered in light snow.
"Of course, I watched you all the way, and I was very sighing, and didn't want to kill you."
Tie Shu said: "But you shouldn't go to Beijing, it's self-seeking."
Wang Po remembered that year again, and also a little sighed, and then dusted the sleeves to let the snow fall.
Organizing the sleeves is naturally to hold the knife.
Tie Shu asked indifferently: "You must die today?"
Wang Po didn't answer this question and said, "Actually, I'm curious, who in the world can make you suddenly change your mind."
It was quiet, and the snow fell silent.
Tie Shu's sigh was real.
But what he said was false.
From Tanzhe Temple to today, his desire to kill Wang Po has never changed.
Wang Po knew this very well.
But the meaning of Tie Shu has been very clear just now, as long as Wang Poken leaves Kyoto, he will not shoot.
Who made him change his mind, from murder to person-to-person?
Wang Po will not leave, but he really wants to know this answer.
Being able to influence the mind of a strong man in the sacred realm is not something ordinary big men can do.
Looking at the entire continent, there should be no more than five people.
With a squeak, the door of the teahouse beside the street was pushed open.
A very handsome man came out and looked at Wang Po with a smile and said, "Long time no see."
Looking at this person, Wang Po's raised eyebrows slowly fell and said, "It turns out to be... Erye."
This handsome man used to be the most famous dude in Wenshui City, but gradually became unknown.
Only the people of the Tang Family in Wenshui know how terrible this person is.
The second prince of the Tang family.
Wang Po lived in the Tang family in Wenshui, does he know this?
It turned out to be the Tang Family in Wenshui.
Only the Wenshui Tang family can make a big man like Tie Shu still have the possibility to change his mind under the pressure of the imperial court and the merchant boat.
The second grandfather of Tang family smiled at Wang Po and said, "Do you want to persevere if you know me?"
This man is indeed very handsome, but I don't know if it's because of the wind and snow, a cold feeling.
Wang Po didn't speak.
The second prince of the Tang family still smiled and asked, "Is Eun Chong Ru Shan a four-character?"
Wang Po was silent for a while, and said, "Not bad."
The second prince of the Tang family opened his mouth and laughed, looking very happy, but did not make any laugh.
In the wind and snow, it looked a little palpable.
Then he gradually smiled and looked at Wang Po with a blank expression and said, "Today, you are not allowed to shoot."
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