Chapter 16

Name: Xue Banchuan (a well-known top strategist)

Age: 52

Skill: Seven Slashes

Hidden Attributes: None

Cheng Dalei lay in the grass and took in the murderous scene. Cheng Dalei was shocked by the sharpness of the other party's knife and the simplicity of the killing, and he was busy using the system to check the other party's information. Sure enough, this is a top strategist.

Cheng Dalei knew that it was not easy to reach the top, Qin Man, a top-level bandit, could defeat a hundred, and a top-level strategist was obviously more terrifying than a top-level martial artist.

Xue Banchuan suddenly glanced at this side coldly, Cheng Dalei was excited, and now if he ran into the other party, he estimated that he would only have a dead end.

I saw Xue Banchuan suddenly jump off the horse, hugged Han Xuanzhi's corpse and came to the door, and pointed to the road with the iron knife in his hand.

"Go back. ”

The order was forbidden, and a hundred horses turned around at the same time, hurried and hurried, and hurried and went.

Cheng Dalei in the grass stood up at this time and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead: There are still masters in this era, and not everyone is like Xu Shenji - so bad that there is nothing to do.

Suddenly, Cheng Dalei, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, seemed to sound something, stomped his feet heavily, and let out a long sigh when he looked up to the sky.

"My sword. ”

Duh, complete the "Eleventh Copycat Defense" and reward the lottery chance 1, is it now drawn?

"Don't smoke it yet, wait until you go back to the cottage. ”

Cheng Dalei carried his big axe on the horse, this time the system was interesting enough, and he was willing to give a chance to draw a lottery. The lottery is a face-fighting thing, and Cheng Dalei's face ...... It's been a bit dark lately.

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Time: Night

Location: The Mansion of the Lord of Blackstone City

On a terrifying big bed, there are two bodies like mutton fat jade, with general height, average appearance, and long water-cut eyes with spring in the general veins.

This is the pair of beautiful slaves favored by the city lord of Black Rock City, and now the two are hugging together, like a pair of skinned lambs, a bloated and old body pressing on them, gray hair, and a little old age spot on their face.

The bronze lamppost is filled with lamp oil, illuminating the room as bright as day, and on the big bed, the red quilt is rolling, the lotus root arms are intertwined, and the voices that tickle the heart of the heart are sounded on the soft couch.

"City Lord, City Lord......"

There was a cry of grief, Xue Banchuan strode in with Han Xuanzhi's corpse, and fell to his knees with a pop.

"Castle Lord...... Childe, you're dead!"

"What!"

Han Hu exclaimed, stepped over naked, and saw Xue Banchuan covered in blood, with blood dripping from the saber on his waist, and a wound appeared on his son's neck, which had already died, and he looked like he was dying.

Beads of sweat were dripping on a round face, and the fat on his body trembled as his body trembled, obviously in extreme pain and anger.

Xue Banchuan lowered his head, and suddenly, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, he clenched the handle of the knife and pulled it up diagonally. There was a stabbing sound, and a wound was cut on Han Hu's stomach. His bloated body staggered backwards, leaning against the pillar of the room, looking at Xue Banchuan with an incredulous face.

"Is that you?"

"It's me!"

Xue Banchuan had already stood up and stood with a knife, at this moment he was straight, his expression was hard, and there was a hint of caution.

"City Lord, you've been sitting in this position for too long, it's my turn. ”

The sound landed, and the knife also slashed, and the knife became more fierce and faster as the body rotated. Han Hu was naked, staggered backwards, and suddenly hit the bronze lamppost in the room, he rolled on the ground, grabbed the copper pillar, blocked the knife, and pushed Xue Banchuan away.

"Why, why!" Han Hu stood on the ground with a copper pillar, gasping for breath.

"Castle Lord...... Troubled times are coming...... The empire has lost its deer, and how many heroes in the world are dreaming of sleeping...... Thinking about competing for the top of the world...... And you are still addicted to the wine pond meat forest, you don't take it in this world...... I'll take it!"

Say a word, slash a knife, seven slashes are cut out vividly, and only the light of the knife is seen in the room. The pair of twins on the bed had already trembled with fear, who would have thought that the gentle and elegant Xue Junshi in Black Rock City would have such martial arts.

"You want to take ...... You deserve ...... too."

Han Huzhu waved the copper pillar and pounced, his body was naked, his bloated fat was shaking, his movements were very fierce and fierce, he was naked at the moment, like an angry wild boar.

There are two pigs, two tigers and three bears in the mountains and forests, and it is not derogatory to say that he is a pig.

Tong!

The copper pillar smashed into Xue Banchuan's chest, and he staggered his hind legs, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"It is worthy of the Han Tiger who has refused to resist the Rong clan for seven days outside the city for 30 years, and the name of the tiger husband is well deserved. ”

"Lao Tzu use you to say this, does Lao Tzu have to rely on these to be feared!" Han Huju stared at Xue Banchuan with a squint: "What kind of thing are you, if I didn't lift you, you would be a woodcutter in the mountains, read a few sour books, and want to fight for the world, even if the world of the empire can't be defended, it won't be your turn to fight!"

The muscles on Xue Banchuan's face trembled, and he held the handle of the knife tighter. And Han Huju stood there, still scolding.

"You're just a dog raised by Lao Tzu to watch the house, and you can't even do it well, so you want to be your own master. I'm smarter than you even if I think on my toes, and you're a fool who thinks you can make up for stupidity with hard work. ”

"The city lord has great talents, and Banchuan is ashamed of himself!"

"Don't be fucking sour, let me tell you, you don't have that kind of talent, your ability is difficult for a city, not to mention a country, a world, even if you are tired to death, you don't have a share in the world. And Lao Tzu has slept with more women in his life than anyone you have ever seen, and the people he has killed can fill the moat, so what about death, death! And you will only be a tired masochistic fool all your life!"

"Kill!" Xue Banchuan's eyes turned red, and he suddenly burst into a shout, and stepped forward with a knife.

"Come on!" Han Hu replied with a burst of applause.

Suddenly, the pair of beautiful slaves who had been shrunk on the bed rushed up like cheetahs, one wrapped around his neck, the other hugged his thighs, and the golden hairpin with her hair pierced into Han Hu's body.

Han Huzhen let out a miserable scream in pain, shaking his body to shake off the two female slaves, and at this time, Xue Banchuan's knife had already stabbed him in the heart.

Han Huju's pupils suddenly dilated, his body shook three times, and he fell to the ground on his back.

Xue Banchuan squatted down the mountain, looked into his eyes and said, "I know I'm not as good as the city lord, but I want to try, what if I can do it, such as today." ”

"Black, Black......"

Han Hu opened and closed his mouth, desperately trying to say something, but he couldn't really hear it. Xue Banchuan frowned slightly, put his ear to his lips, and listened to what he said.

"Black ...... Stone City is the gateway to the Empire...... No, don't let the Rong ...... Mess up again...... Dawu World ......"

Xue Banchuan was stunned, looking at Han Huju incomprehensibly, only to see his head tilted to one side, desperate.

Xue Banchuan stepped out of the house, holding a tiger talisman and ordering the soldiers in the city, and that night, the city lord's mansion was burned to ashes.