Nightfall

Seeing that the usually brave subordinate was flicked by the middle-aged man with a slight wave of his sleeve, he watched the other party get closer and closer Shaking slightly, a strong desire to retreat uncontrollably emerged.

But thinking about the real nobleman standing behind him, thinking about the two real strongmen in the house, they gritted their teeth and issued the most severe roar: "Everyone rushed up to surround him! Flying axe!"

Lihou reverberates in the streets around the Spring Breeze Pavilion. It is very strange that when he heard the three words surrounding him, those gangs who swelled Yu Yong with a steel knife and howled forward were scattered at the fastest speed. Open, desperately away from Chao Xiaoshu and Ning Que's side, the crowd in front spread out, revealing two rows of strong men-those guys were tied with a rough cloth belt around their waists, with four small axes sandwiched in the cloth belt With two small axe, about to throw!

The people of the Tang Dynasty are still in the military, and there is a savage atmosphere between the Chaoyang and the wild. Therefore, the capital Changan ca n’t help but bring a sword. Even if it ’s a weapon like Piao Dao, as long as you do n’t take it out of the lively square city, the government will not control you. However, the control of long-range weapons such as bows and arrows is relatively strict, especially the powerful crossbow arrows, and it is strictly forbidden to be owned by civilians. In this case, dozens of flying axes that have broken through the sky have become the most terrible means. !

At the time of Yuye's fight, the calm expression on Xiao Shu's face changed for the first time. He looked at the two rows of flying axemen under the wall in the distance. There was no fear, and he didn't even have vigilance, just a slight wrinkle. Frowning, it seems to just feel a little trouble, shaking his head and saying: "You know what to do."

This sentence was naturally said to Ning Que, but Ning Que ... don't know what to do at this time, if the other party's flying axe came like a raindrop, he believed he could escape, but he also believed Chao Xiaoshu He did n’t choose to leave before killing or destroying all the enemies. At this moment, he looked at Xiao Shuo ’s back, and suddenly remembered the battle at Beishan crossing, and remembered the words said by the old man Lu Qingchen, a flash in his eyes. Heterochromatic.

As if he heard the shock in his mind, the thin blue steel sword buzzed in Xiaoshu's hands, shaking at a terrifying speed, shaking all the rain and blood on the sword into powder. Then the sound disappeared, turning into a gray stream and tearing the rain curtain, and flew to the two rows of flying axemen!

It looks like a gray shadow, it is really a sword of swiftness, the trace of the sword is delicate and subtle, and the blade is facing. Those raindrops that are disturbing Spring Dream as if hanging in the night sky are pierced by particles, piercing the outermost of the raindrop Peel the skin, pierce its heart, and then pierce out, pierce the outermost layer of the body, pierce its flesh and bone, pierce out, and the fingers holding the axe handle like a lotus , And then began to spout blood at the fracture!

In front of the wall in the alley, I heard only the sound of the crackling piercing raindrops piercing the raindrops, the sound of cutting off the fingers, how many fingers clinging to the handle of the axe were scattered with the raindrops, and then The heavy axes fell to the ground one after another, hitting the ground covered with rain and making a muffled noise, and finally there were countless wailing!

There were two axe players with the fastest reaction and the fastest movement. At the beginning of the spring wind pavilion, the axe was thrown out, but just under the electric light flint, the gray shadow of the sword passed by When they saw their blood, they threw their hands together with the axe, and then painted a pathetic blood line, and fell to the ground not far away. The picture looked very bloody!

The spring breeze pavilion was dead in the night rain, standing towards the small tree in the rain, looking at the hundreds of Chang'an city gangs around him, watching his flying sword suddenly causing waves of wailing, and his face was calm and unmoved. .

Master Nancheng Meng was pale, trembling and pointed at Chao Xiaoshu outside the pavilion, screaming like a mad woman: "Chao Xiaoshu! ... Chao Xiaoshu! Chao Xiaoshu how can you be ... Spiritualist! You ... How can you be a great swordsman! "

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"What kind of person do you need around you?"

"It's fast enough, cruel and brave enough, you can't blink your eyes when killing, you can't let anything fall on me."

Ning Que stared at the back of Xiaoshu in front of him, watching the middle-aged man's hands trembling slightly outside the thin sleeves of the blouse, his body could not help feeling a little stiff, the thin sword turned into a silent gray shadow Proving his guess, he finally understood the conversation in the shop.

In the battle at the Beishan crossing, there was a warrior near the abandoning great swordsman of the Academy. After Lu Qingchen used the plan to kill the big swordsman, he killed the warrior nears the first time because the swordsman studied Such practitioners are most afraid of being killed in close combat when they are in combat, just like the Chunfeng Pavilion, which finally showed its true strength at this time.

At this moment, Xiao Shuo ’s heart and spirit are all tied to the unpredictable flying sword, which seems to be so powerful that he ca n’t live forever. However, the sword is no longer in hand, he has lost all his defense capabilities. Put Feijian, or quietly close to him to launch a sneak attack, he will be in great danger.

Presumably, during the fierce battles against Xiaoshu in the past, there must be those ruthless brothers who were rumored to be nearby, but tonight his brothers were locked in their camps by the government, so he needed to find someone, find A person who can be trusted and strong enough to protect his close security.

So he went to Lin 47 Lane in the lingering spring rain, walked into the selling shop called Lao Bi Zhai, and stood on the wet ground outside the threshold, looking at the young man who was sighing and eating noodles. , Smile and say:

"I'm going to kill someone."

"I need someone by my side."

Chao Xiaoshu only knew what Ning Que had done, but did not know what kind of person he was, but in this way, he seemed to randomly entrust his safety and even his life to him. There is no doubt that this is a gambling.

This gambling, or trust, made Ning Que feel a little heavy shoulder. He took a deep breath and tightened the tiger's mouth slightly in his right hand, grasping the knife handle obliquely to the sky behind him, and slowly pulled out the snow-free Piao knife.

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The rain fell on the ground, was quickly stained by the dust accumulated on weekdays, and gradually merged into a stream to the street sewer, and was quickly smelted by the year-old sludge. This is the favorite environment of the mice in Changan City. A mouse with some decayed fur flapped a human finger with two dirty black front paws, biting excitedly, and occasionally licking the blood stained on the hair, which occurred in the high vision Those human fights have nothing to do with it. It only hopes that faint shadow can cut a few more fingers, hoping that the rain will rush those fingers in front of you. Lord Haotian bless you, the food of these days depends on you Rewarded.

Slammed with a whizz of things and smashed over, hitting in front of the mouse, splashing the ground with sewage and blood. Master Haotian thinks he is too greedy so he will kill me? When the mouse ran away in fright, and was about to enter the mouse hole at the foot of the courtyard wall, some looked back reluctantly at the finger that was about to be bitten into bone, and then resolutely flicked its tail and drilled into it. Take a closer look and find that the thing splashed with rain and blood is a human head, and it will certainly regret its decision.

The mouse drilled out of the mouse hole, and there was no way to regret it. At the moment when it was trampled into meat by the hard Tang army boots, I do n’t know if its regrets failed to tell people how similar the taste of meat is.

An elite Tang Jun soldier slowly withdrew his feet wearing military boots, glanced at the mouse with **** flesh at his feet, listening to the sound outside the courtyard wall, slowly retreating back into the queue, gestured to his colleagues with his hands outside, and then bowed his head. A glance at the crossbow in his hand confirmed that the rain did not cause problems with the spring.

Dozens of Tang Juns wearing dark ponchos stood silently and silently behind the courtyard wall, holding crossbows in their hands. The dilapidated spring wind pavilion outside the wall was screaming at the moment, but no one found their existence. These sergeants were silent It looks like a group of stone carvings, no matter whether it is wind and rain or fighting, the expression on their faces will not change at all.

Behind these elite Tang troops, two people sat on the open wooden floor locked by layers of rain curtains. One is a middle-aged man with clear eyebrows, a star-white gown, a small sword with a small size resting quietly on the wooden floor next to him, the other is wearing a hat and can't see the face, but from the monk robe he wears, A pair of broad and dirty barefoot and a copper bowl under the rain eaves in front of you ~~ www.novelmtl.com ~ should be an ascetic monk.

The gown swordsman frowned slightly and looked at the silky rain curtain in front of his eyes, and said softly, "It is actually a swordsman, no wonder we need to use both of us."

The ascetic monk lowered his head and did not speak. He listened to the sound of the faint flying sword breaking through the sky and splitting the rain, staring at the copper bowl under the wooden steps, watching the rain in the bowl disturbed by the new raindrops. I gradually felt that my qi sea had become a little uneasy, so my head was lower, and my fingers were pulling the iron wood rosary between my wrists more slowly and firmly.

This mansion is Chaofu, the old mansion of Chunfengting Pavilion. This wooden building is a small building that listens to the rain. The old building of Chunfengting Pavilion listens to the rain when it's nothing to play the literati. These elite Tang Jun and these two A strong man is waiting for him to go home.

At the entrance of the spring rain outside the courtyard wall on the other side of the palace, two carriages were parked. The horse in front of the car was a little impatient with the rain. From time to time, I wanted to take a nasal spray but I could n’t make a sound. Two times before the front hooves did not dare to move, one carriage was dead and quiet, but the other carriage from time to time heard a low coughing sound.

No one knows who is in these two carriages, but if Zhao Xiaoshu can see the middle-aged fat man standing next to the carriage at this time, he can surely guess that the people in the carriage are not ordinary people. The seemingly ordinary middle-aged fat man is not a celebrity in Chang'an City, he does not have any official identity, but many officials will be pleased to see him because many people know that there are some things that are not convenient for His Royal Highness , Are handled by him.

However, such a person more powerful than the prime minister's housekeeper, even though he was soaked in the cold spring rain, he dared not sit in the car to avoid the rain, and stooped slightly to stand outside the car honestly, with a particularly humorous attitude.

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