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On Chinese New Year's Eve, the heart is swinging, living in a foreign land, and the rain is drenched. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

No one would have expected that under the dark clouds, the cold wind would blow like a knife on Chinese New Year's Eve. This rain came so suddenly, but this rain came at such an untimely time, humanity is the Chinese New Year's Eve rain, the coming year is a disaster. The cold, damp chill rushed up from the ground, and the wind seemed to have lessened, but the chill that was sticking to my heart was even stronger.

Jinling City, the imperial capital of the ages, a small alley forgotten by the nobles of the imperial city---- in the sheepskin alley, at the end of this alley, is a dilapidated courtyard, the mottled walls are about to collapse, only an old lantern swaying in the rain is emitting its faint light.

The laughter has passed, and the only two dilapidated huts are full of people, four young, three young, one old and one old. There was a burst of the smell of wine in the room, and the even breathing of the four children, and the silver-haired old man fell into a deep sleep. And there was one person who was looking out of the almost shapeless window with a pair of clear eyes, and that person was Ye Yinfeng. Li Xiaoyao, Lai Gou'er, and Mr. Thirteen all fell into a deep sleep, but he was the only one who was still awake.

There was no one here to watch, and I didn't know what time it was at this time, Ye Yinfeng only felt that the night outside the window was getting thicker and thicker, and the sound of the rain was getting denser and denser. Silently calculating the time in his heart, his clear eyes looked at the sleeping people again, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he still gently jumped off the bed made of grass. Seeing a flicker of his figure, he rushed out of the untethered door, and his figure soon disappeared into the rainy night.

When Ye Yinfeng's figure disappeared into the rainy night, the fat Taoist priest who was snoring like thunder suddenly opened his eyes, and then the tall and thin man, Mr. Thirteen, also opened his eyes, and a dark light flashed from their eyes, they glanced at each other, and a long sigh came out of their mouths. Then, Li Xiaoyao glanced at Mr. Thirteen, and he jumped up from the bed lightly, rushed out of the door, and soon disappeared into the rainy night.

"That's his obsession, if he can't pass this level, then he won't forgive himself in his life, let him go, killing a forbidden military captain will not move the national capital of the Southern Tang Dynasty. Life in the world is to be happy with grievances, unlike the old man, hehe is old. ”

A slight murmur came from Mr. Thirteen's ears, and he knew who was talking to him without looking. And his flickering eyes were even more ruthless, and he whispered to the other party: "It's nothing to assassinate a forbidden army captain, if he can succeed this time, he has some talent for being a killer." Ben Prodigal Son is very curious and looking forward to it, this Chinese New Year's Eve is going to turn the sky upside down again. ”

As soon as his words fell, there was no response, and there was silence everywhere. The dog also made a slight snoring sound, the four children didn't know what they dreamed of, and they could hear a few teeth grinding sounds, maybe they were dreaming of eating the fragrant pig's trotters brought by the lady of the Xiao family, or the greasy meat bun of the old man Li. Thirteen looked around, everything was so peaceful and pleasant, and he suddenly sighed in his heart, this may be the first time he has spent Chinese New Year's Eve with so many people.

Whether it is the dripping rain or the biting cold wind, or the smoke from the south of the Yangtze River, all of this has not drowned out the extravagant and prosperous atmosphere of the ancient imperial capital, on the contrary, it has added some mysterious colors to the ancient imperial capital. The drizzling rain brought a bit of bleak slaughter, but it also caused bursts of enchanting mist, and the winter like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River also has a unique character.

Su Ming is one of the guardians of the Imperial Palace, as a forbidden military captain, he is very proud, and he is even happier that he has voted for a good master, that is, the current Prince's Palace. Although he did not complete the task assigned by His Royal Highness the Prince, he still succeeded in killing the yellow dog, which can be regarded as completing another task of His Royal Highness the Prince. Thinking of the prince's palace's promise to him, and thinking that he was going to be promoted to another level, all of this was developing in the direction he expected, how could this not make him feel overjoyed.

He hastily ate the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at home, and then came out in a carriage; although he was a forbidden military captain, the military attaché who seemed to be small did not have real power. It was a symbol of the emperor's safety, and there were dozens of brothers under him, and he became a big celebrity in the eyes of His Royal Highness the Prince, and he began to have a place in Jinling City.

Lying comfortably on the carriage, the blanket spread on the carriage was purchased from the largest shop in Jinling City, and this time he made a great contribution to His Royal Highness the Prince, and the rank of Captain of the Forbidden Army was indispensable. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a heat in his heart, and his eyes unconsciously showed a blazing light. And his hand gripped the blanket that was as delicate as a woman's skin.

A winter rain came suddenly, and the entire street was covered with a thin veil of fog, and a chill hit wildly, but Su Ming was full of enthusiasm. His eyes were closed, and he was enjoying the pleasure of the steady movement of the carriage, which made only a slight noise in the rainy night, without any jolting and shaking. This is the real life, this is the life he wants to live, thinking of the destination he is going, his heart can't help but gush up, churning up from his lower abdomen, all these things at his fingertips have become a sure thing.

A figure shuttled through the rainy night, and the wide street, except for the slight sound of the drizzling winter rain, was the creaking of a luxurious carriage. The lanterns hanging above the houses on both sides of the street glowed with a faint red glow, and the drizzle that fell on the lanterns cast a hazy light like a fog. Everything was so silent, everything was so quiet, and the figure gradually blended into the rain curtain like a strange ghost.

Suddenly, a dark light pierced the silence of the street, and a figure fell from the sky and rushed straight towards the carriage, the messy hair was lifted in the rain, revealing a pair of extremely cold eyes, and a delicate and handsome face suddenly appeared, who was that person not Ye Yinfeng.

The rain curtain shrouded it in all directions, and suddenly, the rain curtain was pierced by a dark light, and Ye Yinfeng's bladeless iron sword Changhong pierced the sun towards the carriage. The figure is like a dragon in the rain, shuttling like a cheetah in the forest, Ye Yinfeng's figure is not unpleasant, it is simply extremely fast, and his resolute face is full of fierce fortitude, that Su Ming will die, and anyone who hurts the old yellow dog will die.

The horse suddenly retracted its hooves and let out a loud neigh, and the horseman's eyes showed a hint of horror, he did not expect that someone would be so bold as he would dare to assassinate the forbidden military captain at night. However, before he could make a sound, the dark light that came from the darkness of night passed over his head and stabbed directly into the belly of the carriage.

"Bell", from the carriage came a string of metal intertwining sounds, the stopped carriage, and the horseman who climbed down with a rolling belt, Ye Yinfeng stood calmly on the wheels of the carriage with his feet. As soon as his sword stabbed into the carriage, it was blocked by the people inside. A strong force came from above the sword, shaking his sword-holding hand, but he had already determined that the man on the carriage was Captain Nasu, one of the culprits who surrounded and suppressed the old yellow dog that night.

With a "bang", a figure suddenly burst out of the carriage, and he directly broke through the roof of the carriage, and he landed on the top of the carriage as light as a swallow. That person was Su Ming, I saw that his face was full of fierceness, and the cruel light in his eyes flickered, but what was raised in his hand was a curved long knife, which was not the same as the long knife held by ordinary people. Shen Xiong's aura lingered around him, which showed that he was not in vain to be the captain of the forbidden army.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to come, and today next year is the day of your death." Su Ming's face was grim, and he said fiercely towards Ye Yinfeng.

Ye Yinfeng didn't expect the other party to be so calm, he looked at the other party coldly, and said lightly: "Your master finally gave a death order, tonight there is you without me." After speaking, the bladeless iron sword in his hand raised layers of sword flowers and surged towards the carriage, and wherever the sword flowers went, there was a turbulent and undulating energy, and the layers of sword and sword flowers were raised, and the sword flowers looked particularly terrifying in that rainy night.

"Bell, bell", Su Ming was condescending, swinging his knife was to slash down towards Ye Yinfeng, his long knife curved like a string moon swept through the bloodthirsty light and blocked all the sword flowers held up by the other party. And the strength of Shen Xiong also surged towards the iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand from the long knife, and the opponent's internal force was obviously much deeper than him.

There was a loud "boom", and the carriage couldn't stand the momentum of the collision after all, and was bombarded by the surging energy of both sides. Immediately, Su Ming, who was standing firmly on the roof of the car, shook his figure, and a strong momentum like an eagle flying and a rabbit fell on the street, only to see his eyes bright, looking at the proud blue-shirted young man without blinking. The young man's face was as calm as water, without the slightest fluctuation, and the young man's clothes were all soaked, except for the flowing strands of hair, which were not affected by the rain, and were dancing in the back of his head.

The iron sword in his hand was raised again, Ye Yinfeng was not sad or happy in his heart, facing an opponent who was stronger than himself, he did not have any fear in his heart. The obsession in his heart became more and more vigorous, but he saw that his figure on the wheel flickered, and he teleported across the air forcefully, and he reached the top of Su Ming's head, and the iron sword in his hand stabbed down towards the top of the opponent's head like a ghost. He still resorted to the 'New Seven Stars Chasing the Moon Footwork', in order to confuse and give Su Ming some inexplicable pressure.

Sure enough, seeing that the other party used that strange body method, Su Ming's heart tightened, and he was even more shocked, he had never seen or heard of such a strange body method. Just as he lost his mind, a long sword as dark as a dark light instantly stabbed down on his head, which made him even more shocked in his heart, and in the panic, he hurriedly raised his sword to block it. However, the long knife he raised blocked the air, and he saw that the sword turned into a drizzle in the rainy night, as if the winter rain was all the sword in the other party's hand.

"Huh, hmm, hmm", the rain curtain became a sword curtain, thousands of sword shadows fell straight to the sky, Ye Yinfeng's eyes were as calm as water, at this moment he really knew the essence of the book "Twilight Rain Xiao Xiao Swordsmanship", the sword is the rain, the rain is the sword, when he swayed the swordsmanship, his silky rain became the sword in his hand, and all the rain in this world also became the sword in his hand.

The darkness reappeared, and at this moment Su Ming could no longer distinguish which was the rain and which was the sword shadow, he could only quickly wave the long knife in his hand to protect all the vital points around him. He knew that what the other party cast was just some phantoms, and it was impossible for all the rain to become the rain in the other party's hands. Just as his mind was rising, he suddenly found that the rain had stopped at this time, and there was no more rain falling on the night sky.

"No", his heart trembled, and his body retreated sharply, however, he found that he seemed to be surrounded by the endless rain curtain again, and a ghost that made his soul tremble suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the long knife in his hand hurriedly slashed towards the ghost, but the long knife he had just raised was stunned in mid-air.

In front of him, the dark black light that came from the dark night came towards his eyebrows with a dementor-like momentum, making him unable to move for half a minute, he could only watch the black light continue to expand in his pupils, and his face finally changed at this time. There was a sense of fear that he had never felt before, his body trembled with fear, and his eyes showed an unwilling light.

With a "bang", Su Ming's angry eyes suddenly fell to the ground with endless unwillingness, and fell to the street where the water flowed.