Volume 1 Cangzhou Wooden House Chapter 117 This arrow is called good night

The night was thick, and the moonlight after the rain was still so hazy in the middle of the night, and the streets suddenly remembered the noisy footsteps, and a group of horse gangs in different costumes were running briskly, and the cold light in the crowd could be faintly seen.

Since that day, Chen Changan moved to the study to live, he didn't know how to face his wife, he had read the classics for many years, but he couldn't find a truth that could be said at this moment, poor and rich, the two lives were surprised, and how should he choose, silently opened the brocade box under the table, inside was a wooden token, Chen Changan looked at it for a long time, or silently put it away, wanted to read, but for the first time he had a feeling of upset, pushed the door out, but his footsteps involuntarily stopped in front of the door of the wing.

Through the candle flame in the house, a dignified figure was reflected on the door, the night was very late, but neither of them slept, Chen Zhitong carried his mother to Beijing to catch the exam, and I don't know whether the other party was angry or missed at this time.

The door was pushed open, Chen Changan walked in uncomfortably, the two looked at each other, and there were endless words for a while, but they didn't know where to start.

Finally, Chen Changan broke the silence, "Madam, there are some things I want to say to you, all these years. ”

"I'm sorry, I used to be like that, I always thought that others looked down on me, and I wasn't worthy of you. Mu Qingcang interrupted the other party's words, as if revealing a secret that had been hidden for a long time, and suddenly felt much more relaxed.

"No, I should be the one who should apologize. Chen Changsheng shook his head, "I really didn't know that you were Mu Dusi's goddaughter back then, but in fact, after that, I deliberately approached you, at that time, your father was not Dusi, but he was also a garrison of a county, and our Chen family was charged with treason, so I needed an identity for it, even if it was not good, I wouldn't care." ”

Mu Qingcang smiled, but didn't complain about the other party, just asked softly, "So, you are telling me these things now to erase the love of the past twenty years." ”

"No, because of the same, you have suffered a lot of criticism over the years, and I am indeed ashamed that you treat him as if he were your own flesh and blood, which makes me even more uneasy. ”

"I let him go to Beijing, thinking that this half of my life will finally be freed, so looking back, the most sorry thing is you, you are snobbish, rude, and have the temper of a big lady, which really gave me a headache for a long time. ”

The other party burst out laughing and complained, "Are you apologizing to me or scolding me?" ”

"I couldn't stand up and bear those things with you back then, so you need some vain things to protect yourself, but in the future, let me shelter you from the wind and rain, don't go, okay?" Chen Changan patted his shoulder lightly and smiled at the other party.

"You're a wooden fish head, I'm only getting it now, but it's not too late. Mu Qingcang slowly rested his head on that familiar shoulder, still warm and safe.

"Bell. ”

The door of the mansion was ruthlessly slammed open, although the Chen family is a big family in Xianghe Town, but in fact it is only a small house, and even a maid and servant can't be found, but at least it will avoid the indiscriminate killing of innocents tonight.

A group of fierce killers came in, and Chen Changan looked at the crowd pouring into the house expressionlessly, as if he had expected it.

Xianghe Town is located in the middle of nowhere, and only Liu Po has the heart to bring a horse gang, so where did these people come from, they shouldn't have escaped from Zhao Li's cell!

The oncoming person is not nonsense, he will cut with a knife, a weak and unscrupulous scholar, a woman who is not a fox and a fake tiger, this knife will result in two lives.

However, in the next moment, the strong man flew upside down under the surprised gaze of his companion, his whole body was like a bow that had been bent, and he vaguely heard the crisp sound of bones, and died before a mouthful of blood could spurt out from his mouth.

"Whew. ”

Six black-clothed men flashed out of nowhere to guard Chen Changan's side, and even Mu Qingcang couldn't help but look at her husband, but found that the gentle man in the past was indescribably indifferent at the moment.

"Kill them all. The three words of understatement spit out from Chen Changan's mouth, and the six black shadows did not hesitate at all, and they didn't know what weapon was in their hands, only to see blood and light, a full thirty people, but in a quarter of an hour, all of them turned into dead corpses.

"My lord, what else do you command? The six knelt on one leg and said in a deep voice.

"Stand down!" Chen Changan said expressionlessly, pulling Mu Qingcang out of the door, the moon above his head seemed to be deliberately hiding, reflecting the entire heaven and earth in a hazy layer.

"You, who you really are. Mu Qingcang asked a topic that even jumped himself.

"Chen Chang'an. The man said softly, but obviously this question is not used to answer the other party, who in this world is most looking forward to peace and Chang'an, Buddhism once had the king of the earth Bodhisattva in front of the ghost gate, chanting excessively, and issuing a Hongyuan that the underworld is not empty and does not become a Buddha, but every time he exceeds a ghost, there are more ten wicked people in the world who fall into the yin, whether it is a ghost or a person, or this world that forces people into ghosts.

When walking through the gatehouse, Chen Changan was a little absent-minded, kicked on the threshold, and almost stumbled, but fortunately, Mu Qingcang helped him in time, it turned out that he was still the weak scholar, but Chen Changan who decided the life and death of thirty people with a casual remark made her feel more at ease.

Tonight was destined to be an unquiet night, and the people of the caravan were still immersed in the grief of losing their companions, only the owner of the paper shop in the corner suddenly stood up, as if sensing something, and at the same time a young man came at the entrance of the town, and the tiger came down the mountain.

Zhao Liduan sat in the ancestral hall and waited for the good news from his subordinates, but what he was waiting for was a sharp arrow that disappeared in the night like a ghost, this time he failed to react, but the arrow feather only stabbed his helmet red tassel.

"Keep your life safe, and someone will take it. ”

The words poured into the ancestral hall along the wind, and when Zhao Li rushed out of the door, there was still a trace outside.

In a dilapidated factory in the north of the town, the owner of the paper shop spied on the movement outside the house, at this time a team of soldiers came in to have fun, there were many women in the horse gang, a few days ago Zhao Li did not want to have another incident, and the soldiers under him did not dare to be presumptuous, but today Zhao Li is already determined to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, so he no longer cares about the life and death of the horse gang, some soldiers figure out the general's thoughts, and become more and more bold.

"Little lady, I think about it badly these days, come and have fun with my brothers today. A soldier with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks walked towards a girl with a lewd smile on his face, the woman's parents hurriedly protected their daughter behind them, and the Ma Gang was full of righteous indignation, but the young and strong gang were seriously injured, and they were shackled, and they stood up tremblingly and stood up before they could get closer, and they were punched by several soldiers.

The soldier slapped the man in front of him, grabbed the sleeve of the girl's shirt, and tore most of the entire blouse, revealing the white skin, although he was still fifteen or sixteen years old, but it was concave and convex, and the group of soldiers who had already been unbearable could no longer control their reason, and several fierce resistance gangsters were directly hacked to death, and the whole factory wailed again and again.

"Bang. ”

Just as the soldier was about to kiss the stinky mouth on the blown-up skin, a mud-covered sole unceremoniously pasted a porcelain solid on his face, and the whole person crooked his mouth and wailed, just shouting, "Bastard, who is it, kill him for me." ”

Only then did the soldier see that the person who came out was the owner of the paper shop who vomited blood who was slapped by the elder of the Qingbat Gate during the day, and when he was carried in, he still looked sick and dying, and at this moment he suddenly stood up and was burly and a little terrifying.

"You brutes really insulted the military uniforms on your bodies, the prestige of Cangzhou Iron Armor was cut by Lao Tzu from the Southern Tang Dynasty people with a knife, not for you to spoil the people. The owner of the paper shop shouted angrily, and his heavy palms were like two fans, and a double wind pierced his ears, and the soldiers in front of him were starry for a while, and their feet were like stepping on cotton.

Taking advantage of the other party's stunned, a young man from the horse gang gritted his teeth and stood up, strangled a soldier's neck with the iron chain in his hand, which completely stirred everyone's blood, and the horse gang relied on an indomitable ruthlessness, not to mention that all of them here are their families, and the emotions that have been suppressed for a long time are ignited by the generosity of the seven elders today, fighting for the family, there is no more motivation to stimulate potential at this moment.

Men and women, young and old, pressed the officers and soldiers who rushed into the factory to the ground with all their strength, venting their anger with their hands, feet, and teeth.

The owner of the paper shop rushed to the outside of the house first, and the officers and soldiers who had been waiting for a long time had already set up a position, after all, they had no power to fight back against the Ma Gang, whether it was a sneak attack or a numerical advantage, a group of well-trained soldiers quickly counterattacked after a short panic.

It's a pity that they found the wrong opponent, who would have thought that the boss of a declining town to buy paper would be a martial artist in the realm of enlightenment, and he understood that the genius was beaten by the elders of the Qingbat Gate and vomited blood, at this moment it was like a living dragon and a tiger like a flock of sheep, and the military array that had already been smashed by Qigui once, the fear in his heart was infinitely magnified, after all, Qigui still worked hard with one punch and one kick, and the other party just flipped his palm, and four or five people were knocked to the ground by an inexplicable force, and the effect of the two was simply very different.

Although since Li Jucheng stepped on the broken mountain gate, the monks in the eyes of the world are inferior to the army in formation, but not to mention that in order to kill a Lichen Grandmaster, Li Zaizhong used nearly 10,000 iron horses, but there are still many powerful monks between these teams, and the gap between mortals and monks is actually the same as the distance between people and ants, and the reality is desperate.

What's more, facing a martial artist in the Enlightenment Realm is several times more tricky than two monks of the same level, just fifty people guarding the factory are far from enough, until the Great Elder of the Blue Bat Gate appeared, and finally recovered the decline.

"Old boy, I gave you a slap in the face in the morning, and I want to get it back with the interest. The paper shop owner sneered and clenched his fists.

Xue Chong's face was gloomy, and he didn't even notice that the other party was hiding his cultivation during the day, just to hide here? I'm afraid that there are other calculations, "It's the old man who has lost his eyes, but you can't turn the sky with your spiritual realm." ”

When the words fell, the majestic spiritual power rose to the sky, steadily opening the spirit upper realm, and the six spirit palaces looming behind him, this kind of strength is really a pity in a down-and-out second-rate sect, but fortunately, he is only an opening spirit.

The night was dark, because the arrow was called good night.