Sealing Knife

The thunder came out, and Ruan Feiyu didn't look at Yan Peng, who was slowly falling down. He pulled out a veil from his sleeve and covered his mouth to cough. He coughed and broke his lungs. The tube also coughed.

However, no one dared to act rashly.

One sword breaks through the clouds, and three swords divide the world. Eastern and Western Buddhism and Taoism are in succession.

Qin Lanshang grew up listening to the legends of these eight people, but unfortunately, when she was born, she still had the willow waist, and the eight masters were already heroes, or they were covered up with red dust and no trace, or they passed on to their ancestors. , Until now, the prestigious emptiness bears the old days.

Therefore, she dared to regard a generation of Southern Confucianism as an old thief who could not be more powerful.

She looked at the dead body, and a cold rushed from the soles of her feet to the heavenly cover, and she could not say anything at all.

This is also the first time Ye Fusheng has seen Ruan Feiyu do it.

He has had a lot of dealings with Ruan Feiyu in the past decade. However, Ruan Feiyu is in a high position. No matter whether it is Sanmei College or the court guard, there is no shortage of people who died for him. In Ye Fusheng's memory, this Southern Confucian has always been a strategist in conversation and laughter, and has turned over between the pens. Like a delicate scribe, he is better than a warrior.

But Ye Fusheng had suffered a loss in his early years. Now no one can underestimate anyone, not to mention one of the eight famous masters in the world, even if Ruan Feiyu has always behaved like a tuberculosis ghost, he has kept a line of alertness in his heart. So seeing him suddenly in trouble, Ye Fusheng was just startled, and he recovered.

The anesthetics in the meals are indeed good, but the dew is a rare good. It can not only detoxify and cleanse the heart, but also quickly dissolve the medicinal properties of anesthetics and drugs. After procrastinating for a while, the feeling of paralysis in the hands and feet had disappeared, and Ye Fusheng moved his wrist a little, and slowly stood up.

In the moment when Ruan Feiyu started, Zhang Ze had guessed that they used a means to resist the anesthetic, and now Ye Yesheng got up. He thought of pushing the white-faced Xiuer behind him, and shouted, "Lock the door, run!"

Xiuer was terrified by this accident, and he fell to the ground after being pushed by him. He looked up at him helplessly. After a moment, he reacted, screamed, and ran out on the ground, finally he did n’t. Forgetting Zhang Ze's instructions, he hurriedly closed the wooden door that was better than nothing.

Qin Lanshang's sword was about to break the door, but Zhang Ze looked at his age, but his shot was very fast. I saw his right hand go down to the table, and he even found a short knife, but the ruler was long, light and paper-like. It looks like a fool of children.

However, his figure swayed, and he didn't even see his old age slowly. As he lifted his hand, the knife lay flatly in front of Qin Lanshang. With the blade flying like white practice, she would wrap her throat.

Qin Lanshang's feet were undecided, but this time was too late to respond. Lu Mingyuan's face changed, his palms were shot on the table, and the peanuts in the plate were shaken by internal force for a moment, but when he saw him pointing like a lotus flower, those peanuts were chaotic and chaotic. Going out, but hit several big holes on Zhang Ze's body at the time of not allowing hair.

In desperation, Zhang Ze withdrew his knife and returned to defense. Peanuts hit the blade with clanging sound. However, Lu Mingyuan's injury did not heal after all, and the internal strength attached to it was worse. After three strokes, he was swayed away, and the blade came to catch the gap, pointing directly to Ruan Feiyu's door!

The tip of the knife was only a few inches away from the eye, but Zhang Ze couldn't go any further.

Ye Fusheng has arrived beside him.

Ye Fusheng was standing next to Ruan Feiyu a moment ago, and moved to Zhang Ze without blinking, holding his shoulder with one hand, and holding his knife-wrist with one hand, seemingly light and steady like a rock.

Zhang Ze has been marching for many years, and his strength is very comparable. Even when he is old, he does not see his health. However, at this moment, he is holding his shoulders and can't move at all. Even if the enemy is in front of him, he can't get in.

"Although the grievances have the debt and the principal, but at the very moment, I can't bear it." Ye Fusheng sighed and changed his grasp into a shot, slamming him to kill him, and at the same time controlling the left hand of the other person's shoulder to go down Sliding, grasping the right elbow and squeezing the situation, "click", then unscrewed the mortar.

The short knife landed on the ground, Zhang Ze felt pain and sweat, Ye Fusheng let go of his hands when he saw it, and he didn't intend to hurt his life. However, the old man's **** eyes quickly swept over them, but he bit his teeth hard and pale. There was a sudden bleed on his face, and a scream of a sleepy beast in his throat, even though Ye Fusheng didn't care about it, suddenly rushed to Ruan Feiyu.

Ye Fusheng saw a blood bleed from the corner of his mouth, presumably some kind of secret medicine was hidden in his teeth, and he would be mad under the bite. As soon as he thought about it, he pushed Qin Lanshang aside and rubbed his palm into a knife to slash Zhang Ze's waist-if this time he beats it, even if he does not die, he will only be paralyzed for the rest of his life.

The moment the palm knife cut into the waist, Zhang Ze's hand had reached Ruan Feiyu. Only then did he find that the black mud in his fingernails turned out not to be a dirt on the farm, but a dark green color, which was probably mixed with poison. The skin will never end well.

Seeing this, Lu Mingyuan wanted to block him, but at this time, his thin arm protruded from his armpit. Ruan Feiyu's hand was still swift and thundering, pinching Zhang Ze's throat accurately.

Seeing this, Zhang Ze was not angry but rejoiced. His left hand stretched back quickly, and he grabbed Ruan Feiyu's arm fiercely. This scratch ripped his sleeve and left four blood stains on his thin and pale arm!

At the next moment, there was a sharp pain in the waist, as if the tight string broke from the middle, and the lower body suddenly lost strength. Ye Fusheng grabbed Zhang Ze's collar with one hand and pulled him back. The skinny old man crawled on the ground and could not climb up. He vomited blood while looking at Ruan Feiyu, laughing merrily: "Broken Soul Grass! Haha, Broken Soul Grass! Ruan Old Thief died with me! Enough! Enough! Now! "

Broken soul grass is a kind of poisonous grass that grows in northern Xinjiang. After hearing this, Lu Mingyuan's face was pale, and Qin Lanshang was shocked by this change. I didn't know what he should be worried about. Ye Fusheng frowned and pulled a small silver pot from his waist to Ruan Feiyu. I wonder if Canglu could solve this Kind of highly toxic.

However, when he approached, he saw that the blood on the arm was mottled, and the blood that bleed ... was red.

Zhang Ze's laughter stopped abruptly.

Ruan Feiyu wrapped his wound in the veil, lowered his head, and couldn't see the anger. He coughed twice and walked to Zhang Ze, said lightly: "The old is still alive and undeserved, it's not what you want."

Zhang Ze faced like gold paper, without fear, but his eyes were full of unwillingness, he suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed Ruan Feiyu's foot, with great force, took the poisoned nails into the meat, blood Soaking the shoes and socks, Ruan Feiyu didn't move, as if she didn't know the pain.

Yin Hong's blood color stabbed his eyes, Zhang Ze's body hollowed out by the secret medicine was finally unable to support him at this moment, he was twitching uncontrollably, and his voice was trembling: "God, God ... no, no eyes ! "

Qin Lanshang looked at him like this, from the previous anger to today's sympathy, and thinking that this white-haired old man was actually a sergeant who was born and died with Beixia, and his little anger was even more dissipated. . She withdrew her sword, lowered her eyelids, and asked softly, "You said that you are Qin Gong's lieutenant? But I heard that Qin Gong has a bright life, why do you want to do this kind of sneak attack?"

"Little girl, cough ... In this world, good people don't live long, and the scourge is a thousand years away." Zhang Ze looked at her, and his eyes touched the girl's bright eyes. It seemed that something was stabbed in his heart. He turned his head and stared. Ruan Feiyu said, "Duke Qin was a country for his life, but he was killed by this old thief, and his whole door could not die well ... Since God doesn't have long eyes, and the law of the country is unjust, then I'll be a gangster who will replace the way of heaven.

Ruan Feiyu said indifferently: "Even if you kill an old man today, he will go down to Huang Quan, and Brother Yun Fei can't look away."

Yunfei is the character of Beixia Qin Hebai. Ye Fusheng heard for the first time in many years that Ruan Feiyu mentioned this person who was pushed down the platform with his own hands. The tone was calm, unlike the legendary and case records of the enemies that were intolerable. It is as if the muddy wine intersects a cup of old friends.

"How does Qin Gong think, we don't know ... here, let's go down and ask." Zhang Ze spit out his blood, angry as a gossip, but laughed, "Old Ruin Ruan, why don't you come with me and ask!" "

Ye Fusheng's heart jumped, and Zhang Ze labored away. His blood had soaked the floor tiles under him. One of the floor tiles was a little above the ground, but the house was dilapidated and he couldn't notice it for a while.

Ye Fusheng immediately reached out to block it, but it was a pity that Zhang Ze's hand had been pressed down hard, and a slight squeal sounded under his feet!

Qin Lanshang had closed his eyes in shock.

However, after a while, there was no loud noise, and there was no cracking. Everything was quiet, and nothing seemed to happen.

She opened her eyes, and indeed nothing happened.

The machine has been activated, but the whole house is calm. Zhang Ze's eyes widened, and Lu Mingyuan's face could not be suppressed, only Ruan Feiyu was still there.

The wooden door was pushed open, and Xiu'er, who had just ran out, was pushed in with an inexplicable panic on his face. Behind her, a person walked into the house against the setting sun. The dark-sleeved arrow-sleeved robe was wrapped in a layer of light gold by the residual sun, and it was obviously a dark color, but at this time it was incredibly warm.

Ye Fusheng was in a dilemma all the way. At this moment, he really met people, but he didn't feel surprised. Instead, there was a kind of dust like falling leaves.

"Ayao," he narrowed his eyes and raised a smile, with a slight jump in his temperament, "You are back."