Chapter 592: Self-Appointed Wise Man
The Soul Breaking Knife is famous, those who have not heard of the prestige of the Soul Breaking Knife must not be from the rivers and lakes, Ye Zhiqiu is a person from the rivers and lakes, so he has naturally heard of the prestige of the Soul Breaking Knife.
The three words "Soul Breaking Knife" seemed to be full of some kind of magic, and the one-eyed eyes of "Old Man Cangshan" Ye Zhiqiu suddenly burst out with a fine light, and said in disbelief: "Your Excellency is the descendant of the Sword Demon lineage?"
The title was changed from "little baby" to the honorific title of "Your Excellency", no matter who can have the Soul Breaking Knife, no one in the Jianghu martial arts will dare to underestimate the owner of the Soul Breaking Knife.
Dao Wujian said: "It's just that. ”
"It's really old. Ye Zhiqiu laughed at himself, paused, a fox-like sly smile flashed on Ye Zhiqiu's old face, flashed, and then said: "I don't know Your Excellency's name, can you tell me?"
"The knife is innocent. Dao Wujian said.
"To the Ming Cave, to the clear and clean, good name. Ye Zhiqiu said: "Presumably, the sword boy is already a big man in the world. ”
Dao Wujian said with a smile: "The imperial court is arresting Dao Mou all over the world, and it is difficult for Dao Mou to be famous." ”
Ye Zhiqiu snorted and said, "The knife boy will laugh." After speaking, he showed a sarcastic look on his face and said coldly: "Dao Gongzi, the play is over, you can go." ”
Dao Wujian was stunned, not understanding why Ye Zhiqiu suddenly turned his face, and said in wonder: "Why did the old man say this?"
"This kind of little trick also wants to fool the old man, you are a three-year-old child, it's ridiculous. There was an indescribable sarcasm on Ye Zhiqiu's face, and then he said: "Ma Zhongyong sent you to get the old man's exercise cheats, he inevitably underestimated the old man too much. ”
Dao Wujian was stunned, only to hear Ye Zhiqiu continue: "Ma Zhongyong's woman came just now, and the old man told her where you were hiding, but she didn't look at it, and you still said that it wasn't sent by Ma Zhongyong?"
Dao Wujian smiled bitterly: "If you tell the truth, she doesn't believe it, because there are many people in the world who think they are smart. ”
"There are indeed a lot, and the old man has one in front of him. After Ye Zhiqiu finished speaking, he closed his eyes and no longer paid attention to Dao Wuji.
"This is really a clever old man. Dao Wujian secretly slandered to himself, but he knew in his heart that Ye Zhiqiu was not sure if he was sent by Ma Zhongyong, otherwise he would have muttered a long time ago, and now he had nowhere to go, so Dao Wujian had to hide in the attic.
For a moment, the attic became quiet.
The golden crow alternates with the jade rabbit, and the night has fallen.
Since listening to the woman in Zhuxuan sent Ye Zhiqiu a meal, at the end of the day, no one came up to the attic.
At this time, the lights lit up in the listening bamboo pavilion.
Under the light, a woman slowly took off her clothes, one after another, as if peeling corn, and finally, there was no longer half a fig leaf on the woman's body, and it was light, so light that she never dreamed that there was a young and strong young man in this room.
Dao Wujian slipped out of the attic while the woman was closing the door, and his body landed on the beam like a butterfly, silently, taking in the scene below.
After the woman stripped naked, she went to bed, and immediately there was a wriggling in the quilt, and the woman's throat made a gasping sound like that of a beast, and her eyes radiated with the brilliance of intoxication, and she seemed to be extremely satisfied.
Dao Wujian couldn't help but sigh, this is a hard-working woman, a woman in her forties like her, if there is no man in her life, it is like a delicacy without salt, indifferent.
The sigh was particularly clear in the quiet listening to Zhuxuan, the woman was like a frightened rabbit, and before she could say a word, a knife was across her neck, feeling the coolness of her neck, the woman shivered smartly, the hairs on her whole body stood up, and the woman said in a cold voice: "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that your life is in my hands, as long as my knife moves slightly, what will happen to you, you should know what, right?" said Dao Wuji.
The threat in the words is self-evident.
"What do you want to do?"
"Who's in the attic?"
"It's Ye Zhiqiu, the old man of Cangshan. ”
Dao Wujian nodded with satisfaction and said, "Where is Ma Zhongyong?"
"At Aunt Eight's. ”
"Where is Aunt Eight?"
"After this bamboo forest, there is a pine and cypress not far in front, and there is a small building called Songlin Pavilion in the forest, and the eighth aunt lives there. ”
Before the words fell, Dao Wujian reached out and lit the woman's sleeping hole, blew out the light, and then went out to listen to Zhuxuan.
The moon hung brightly in the night sky, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on the earth, covering the earth with a piece of silver, and under the moonlight, the knife was like a swift leopard, and like a wandering ghost.
It didn't take long for Dao Wujian to touch the Pine Forest Pavilion.
It was pitch black in the Pine Forest Pavilion, and there was a gasp in the dark room.
"You lighten it. ”
"Isn't this exactly what you like?" was Ma Zhongyong's voice.
"Nasty. ”
Immediately, the delicate pant and the man's low gasp intertwined.
A strange smile appeared on Dao Wuji's face, listening to the voice, Ma Zhongyong's people were upstairs, Dao Wujian stained some saliva on his fingers, pierced the window paper, and lightly pulled up the latch of the window, and then pushed the window open, the figure flashed, and Dao Wujian entered the Songlin Pavilion.
Dao Wujian looked at Ma Zhongyong, who was enjoying the joy of fish and water in front of him, his face was covered with a layer of frost that could not be dissolved, and two murderous auras burst out from his eyes, making the temperature in the room seem to drop.
Ma Zhongyong felt something, like a man's back, he felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark, Ma Zhongyong didn't move, but the eighth aunt under him was too unhappy, put her hands around Ma Zhongyong's neck, spat a mouthful of hot air in Ma Zhongyong's ear, and said coquettishly: "Hurry up, hurry up." ”
"I'm afraid he won't be able to get up soon!" said Dao Wujian sneered.
Ma Zhongyong not only couldn't get up quickly, but didn't even dare to move, he knew a fact, the other party could come here through the heavy posts and secret posts, and the skill was too high for him to imagine, he never believed that anyone in the world could touch here quietly, but the scene in front of him made him have to believe it.
"Who are you?" Ma Zhongyong said in a deep voice.
"Do you want your eighth aunt to die too much?" said Dao Wuji.
Before the words fell, he only heard a crisp sound of "click", and the eighth aunt died without even saying a word, Ma Zhongyong didn't want to die by himself, so he had to let the eighth aunt die, as long as he was not dead, there was hope.
Dao Wujian knew what the "click" just now meant, and said: "It is worthy of General Ma, it is really ruthless." ”
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