Meng Changan shook his head helplessly: "Your old man's hand is worth it, and it's not your old man's own decision." ”

"Me?"

Chu Jian was stunned: "Old man? ”

He snorted, turned around and flew down from the gazebo, and left without looking at Meng Changan, Meng Changan said in his heart What is this called......

The woman with the long whip laughed: "The Ning people are really strange, why don't they stay and help you?" It's a pity that you're so good-looking, one to fight three, I don't think you can win. ”

Meng Changan looked at the black line knife in his arms and sighed with some emotion: "It's true that it's rare to fight three." ”

The woman smiled: "Then you can get down on your knees and lick my feet, and I can keep you." ”

Meng Changan actually nodded: "Okay." ”

Then step forward.

With the bald head of the giant sword, he strode from behind, and when the person was at least three or four steps away from Meng Changan, the giant sword was turned horizontally, this sword was too long, but it still couldn't be as long as three or four steps, but he swept the sword out and suddenly slowed down after the sword reached a certain position, and his people were thrown over by the giant sword, and the person kicked Meng Changan's chest with his feet in mid-air, this action was smooth, and it violated common sense, the reason why the swordsman is a swordsman, of course, is because he uses a sword as a weapon, But his swordsmanship is to use himself as a weapon.

Smack.

At the moment when those feet were about to kick Meng Changan's chest, Meng Changan seemed to move as if he had suddenly realized, but he avoided those feet just right, his right hand was still holding his knife, and his left hand reached out to grab one of the bald head's ankles, and with a soft snap, the ankles were firmly grasped.

Bang!

Bang bang bang......

Several muffled sounds in a row, the bald man was thrown back and forth on the ground by Meng Changan four or five times, his skull was deflated, and there were blood stains on the ground on both sides.

The man with big braids and the woman in the long skirt immediately retreated, and both of them changed their faces at the same time.

"Hmm."

Meng Changan threw the corpse out casually: "It's a dozen or two now, it's finally better to fight." ”

With a soft swish, the long whip rolled towards Meng Changan's neck, this long whip was made of metal, it looked like a whole snake bone, the edges of both sides of the whip were as sharp as knives, if it was wrapped around the neck, it would only take a slight force to cut off a person's neck.

When the whip flew over, Meng Changan raised his hand and raised the black line knife, with a snap, the long whip wrapped up his scabbard and failed to wrap around his neck, the woman in the long skirt was stunned for a moment, and immediately shook her wrist and wanted to pull the long whip back, Meng Changan's right hand holding the scabbard pulled back, and the woman in the long skirt immediately rushed towards him, and the woman in the long skirt had no choice but to let go.

At this moment, Meng Changan did not continue to shoot at the woman in the long skirt, but immediately turned around, and the black line knife in his hand was unsheathed, and at that moment, it seemed that there was really a lightning bolt that blew up the sky.

He suddenly turned around and slashed out behind him, slashing from top to bottom.

Burst!

The knife cut in from the top of the head and cut out from the crotch, flashed, followed by another sound, the knife split the stone slab on the ground, directly cut the stone slab, the stone slab was huge, and at the moment of being cut, the soil pressed under the stone slab sprayed out from the gap.

The earth spurted upwards and the blood flowed downwards.

The internal organs and blood fell to the ground all at once, and the blood was so mushy that it was impossible to see what it was, no matter how good-looking a person was, the internal organs would not look good when they flowed to the ground.

The big pigtails with a short sword in each of his hands the man's expression froze, and although his eyes were getting farther and farther away, the expression in his eyes was one

It was exactly the same, the knife went from the top of his head to his crotch, and the person was split in two at that moment, the two corpses fell to the ground, and the blood stained flowed down the hillside, looking particularly bloody, and he went around Meng Changan's back the moment the long whip woman shot, but who would have thought that Meng Changan would shoot so quickly and so fiercely.

With a knife that split the man with big braids, Meng Changan turned around again, just as the woman in the long skirt who had no weapon in her hand rushed in front of him, he grabbed the woman's neck and lifted the person up, raising one arm above his head.

"I'm a person who likes to look up, I don't like to look down, so I can't get down on my knees and lick your feet."

Meng Changan took a few steps forward with one arm holding the person, bent down and picked up the giant sword from the ground, the giant sword turned half a circle in his left hand, and then he let go of his hand and slapped it down, the hilt of the sword turned around and poked it into the stone slab, it was not the tip of the sword but the hilt of the sword, the hilt of the giant sword was very long and much thicker than the hilt of an ordinary long sword, just like poking into the tofu and poking into the slate.

"I'll be tired of holding you, change something, I'll top you."

After saying this, Meng Changan put the woman on the giant sword with the tip of the sword facing up, with his back to the tip of the sword, as soon as he let go, the woman wailed in pain, she is really a very beautiful woman, especially in this posture, the long skirt is separated, and the two long legs are displayed, white and good-looking, and very slender, but Meng Changan seems to be a ruthless person, as his hand is released, the giant sword pierced the woman's back and then the chest, the sword is more than a foot wide, the woman's body slides down, the sword is exposed, and it cuts from the chest to the lower abdomen.

Meng Changan turned around and wanted to leave, and suddenly remembered that it would be a loss if he left like this, so he rummaged over the corpse, and sure enough, he turned out a lot of gold and silver, so he felt that it was easy to earn.

But when I thought about it, this amount of money was indeed far from enough for Chu Jianlian's price, so I didn't feel happy anymore.

About four or five miles from here, in the inn only two streets away from the tea master's residence, a young man in a long robe put down his clairvoyance and often exhaled: "Sure enough, it's right to test it with three fools first." ”

He put the clairvoyance on the table next to him, and his gaze fell on the window: "It's easy to get close, but it's hard to get in." ”

Looking back, there were four or five corpses in the house, which were the people with the number of the day ticket, and they were on guard around the tea master's residence, but it was obvious that several of them were killed before they could give a warning.

"It should be too late for us to go now, those two masters are on the opposite mountain."

Another person said in a low voice: "At this time, there are only Shen Chayan and two children in that courtyard. ”

"You're underestimating them."

The young man smiled: "If Shen Chayan was so easily arrested or killed, don't you think she should have died many times?" There are very few of us who have infiltrated the Ning Kingdom who have been attacked by the Tingwei Mansion, and the person who wrote to the master can still accurately find one of them, which is enough to show that almost all of our people are actually exposed, which shows that the Ning people are terrible, how can people who are not strict find so many of our people, so there must be masters around here, and they are not as hasty as you think. ”

The young man said: "Clean up the house, there will be a change of guard in the near future, don't let the family clean up the house, it's rude." ”

A group of black-clothed people under his command immediately moved, carrying the corpses downstairs one by one, and the first floor of the inn downstairs was also full of dead people, including the residents and the innkeeper's family, the corpses were piled up on the first floor and covered with sheets, these black-clothed people actually brought water to clean the stairs and floors, if it was to follow someone else, of course they would not do this kind of thing, but with that person, they didn't even dare to have a trace of doubt.

That is the most beloved disciple of the national teacher, and he is also the closed disciple of the national teacher, and he is the only one named by the national teacher as the successor of the master, he is not only terrible, but also has a habit of cleanliness, and there can be no dirt on his shoes where he walks, and the house where he is

It must be neat and not cluttered, and if he sees this, he will be irritated, and when he is irritable, he will kill people very ferociously.

His name is Fuyue, and his name is taken by Xin Fengyue.

"Let's go."

Fuyue turned around: "I gave up, I won't go this time." ”

He walked out of the inn as if he were a guest, while the others were swept out of the back window, and when he got out of the door, he suddenly became interested, and instead of going back to meet his men, he walked towards the street in front, and he walked forward with his hands behind his back, looking left and right as he went, as if he liked the scenery here.

Walking to the street in front of him and turning towards the tea master's residence, he still didn't walk fast, slowly and leisurely, and when he heard the voices of women and children when he was about to reach the door, he couldn't help but have some illusions, such a woman would really be terrible? How can a woman who is busy taking care of her children and busy with household chores be a terrible swordsman.

But he wouldn't be careless.

Passing by the door, he looked into the yard, and then saw that the very beautiful woman was chasing the child with a wooden stick in her hand, and the child was running ahead, and a huge black mastiff was covering the child, laughing and laughing.

As soon as his steps stopped, so did the black mastiff's feet, and the people looked into the courtyard, and the black mastiff looked out the door.

Fu Yue smiled apologetically at the tea master, and then walked forward, the tea master looked at the young man passing by and frowned slightly, but the service Yue did not stop, still maintaining the speed of a tour, still walking forward, still with his hands behind his back.

"Mother, who is that?"

Xiao Shen Ning pointed outside and asked.

"I don't know."

The tea master picked up the child, and the black mastiff had already arrived at the door, its ears were erected, and its eyes were full of vigilance.

That's a Ning person, at least a Central Plains person, and his appearance and body shape will not be wrong.

Tea Ye didn't think much about it, how could she have thought that the closed disciple of the Black Martial Arts Master Xin Fengyue would be a Central Plains person, even few people in the Black Martial Arts country knew the identity of Fu Yue, he had been in retreat since he was accepted as a disciple by Xin Fengyue, from the beginning to the exit for a total of twenty years, and he had not seen anyone except for Xin Fengyue in the twenty years.

After leaving the customs, he realized that Heiwu had changed greatly, and his senior brothers had been killed a lot by Ning Ren, so he could only go to Jianmen to do things first, and suddenly one day Xin Fengyue found him and asked him to go to Ningguo and bring a woman named Shen Chayan back to Heiwu, and he must bring Heiwu back alive.

It's beautiful.

Fuyue thought as she walked, she was probably the most beautiful of all the women she had ever seen, although she was already a mother of two children, she shouldn't be too young, but she was still very youthful, as pure as a little girl who was not deeply involved in the world, but there was a trace of the charm of a mature woman, so it was impressive, the most important thing was that she was good-looking and good-looking.

He walked over to a middle-aged man in a cloth robe, who looked to be in his forties, but Fuyue could see at a glance that it was definitely not his real age, and this man had years in his eyes.

He smiled slightly, and the oncoming person smiled at him, and the two passed by.

Just after he took a few steps forward, the middle-aged man turned around: "Central Plains? ”

Fuyue also turned around and nodded: "Ning Ren." ”

The middle-aged man hummed and turned to leave.

At that moment, Fuyue suddenly felt that she was very close to death.

He thought that if he answered not the three words Ningren but Zhongyuanren, he should have already started a fight, and maybe he would be injured.

In this Da Ning world, except for Chu Jianpian himself, he also considers himself a native of the Central Plains and does not say that he is a Ning person, who else says that he is a native of the Central Plains.

"It's really not good."

Fuyue sighed softly and walked away.