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Chapter 20 Chapter 5: Nightfall

my queen 谢楼南 5419Words 2018-03-16
It's still early summer, and the night wind is still cold. When I came back from the dining hall, I thought about going back to see if the windows of the waterside pavilion were closed. It was near the water, and the wind would be colder. According to Xiao Huan's current body, it should be Can't stand it. After entering the courtyard, they ran into Xiao Huan and Su Qian in front of the waterside pavilion. Xiao Huan was still in the green cloth single-clothes, with a black cloak over it. Against the backdrop of the night, his face became paler, and his thin lips had no blood at all, but he looked like he was about to go out in this attire.

I was stuck in the road: "What are you doing?" Xiao Huan frowned: "Are you too ignorant of the rules?" And you say I don't know the rules?In the morning, I couldn't even stand still, and I was about to go out against the night wind at night. I suppressed my anger, smiled and cupped my fists: "My subordinates saw that the master of the pavilion was in a hurry, and asked urgently. I don't know where the master is going. Don't you want your subordinates to follow?" He frowned again, and said in a cold voice, "No need." I continued to laugh with him: "This subordinate is the disciple of the Pavilion Master, and the Pavilion Master is going out to handle errands. Why don't you take your subordinates out to see him?"

He frowned, with a flash of impatience in his eyes, Su Qian behind him suddenly called out in a low voice: "Pavilion Master." Xiao Huan didn't speak anymore, bypassed me and continued to walk out quickly. He and Su Qian brushed past me, one in front of the other, walking in harmony, the slightly cold night wind whirled around my hand, it was empty. "Pavilion Master." I caught up and grabbed his sleeve, raised my head and still smiled, "Pavilion Master, let me follow, I won't miss you." He stopped in his tracks, looked back at me, as if he was in a hurry, and finally agreed: "Come with me." After speaking, he gently shook my hand off my sleeve.

I followed him two steps closely, he walked very fast, and soon reached the door. Someone had already prepared the horse, and he didn't delay at all. He got on the horse, and I quickly jumped on the horse. Under the night, Xuanwu Street was still bustling, the black horse under Xiao Huan galloped out, pierced through the crowd, and I followed. This time there were nine people in total, besides Xiao Huan, Su Qian and me, there were six Fenglai Pavilion disciples in black costumes. The sound of horseshoes passed by the streets of Jinling. In a blink of an eye, the group arrived at the east gate. The city gate had already fallen down. Su Qian got off her horse and said something to the guards guarding the city, and the city gate opened a small crack.

Our people passed through the gap one by one. I looked at Xiao Huan with the help of the torch under the city gate. Even more straight. After leaving the city, the horse was still running non-stop. The cold wind blew across the skin. After riding for a while, the horse ran into a dense forest. pine needles. Before I had gone far, there was a sudden sharp noise in the darkness ahead, and the steed in front of me on the left fell down. The huge forward momentum threw the gang member on the horse straight away. Fortunately, he responded quickly. Turn over and kick on the tree trunk beside the road.

With a click, the solid pine tree was cracked by his kick, the crown of the tree collapsed, and the gang member fell straight down in mid-air.At this moment, a bright knife light flashed in the air, and the blood rushed out from the body of the gang member like a huge and strangely shaped red flower in the dark night, and the air was filled with the smell of blood in an instant. My horse was still rushing forward, and it happened to pass by the corpse of the gangster, and the blood mist sprayed my head and face immediately. The bright knife light flashed again, and the front legs of the steed under me went limp, let out a mournful cry, and fell to one side.

With the lessons learned from others, I hurriedly jumped off the horse's back, kicked the horse's belly, and jumped to the side of the road with my strength. The bright light in front of me was like a phantom ghost, and it followed closely. In the midst of a crisis, I thought of following Xiao Huan out in a hurry, without even an inch of iron on me. In a blink of an eye, the cold light of the steel knife has already hit the eyes. It was useless to avoid it. In a crisis, I responded quickly and went up to meet the knife light. I stretched out my arms and retracted my fingers. The knife light was wrapped in my arm. With a "click", the man's arm bone had been crushed by me.

It was only at this moment that there was a piercing pain in the inner arm, and the blade finally cut through the arm. I took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack, and with an elbow, I unloaded the man's knife.The man was forced back a few steps by me, stroked his arm and cursed. I turned the handle of the knife upside down into my hand, gripped the hard-won knife tightly, and slashed at him. Before the blade fell, it collided with another blade, and the two blades buzzed at the same time, and my big knife was almost out of my hand. The man in black who rushed up again didn't give me a chance to breathe, he turned his wrist back, and the blade brushed against the back of my knife, pulling out a spark.

Vigorously shaking, the wound on my arm felt like it was about to be torn open. I could no longer hold the handle of the knife, and the big knife flew out of my hand. The man in black immediately turned his long knife and slashed at the top of my head. At this critical moment, the big knife that was slashed in front of my eyes suddenly split in two. The gentle and clear light that cut through the knife light was like a flowing cloud and waterfall, without any stagnation, and easily slipped into the throat of the man in black. Blood splattered everywhere, Xiao Huan stretched out his hand and pulled me behind him, his voice hoarse: "Stand behind me."

As he spoke, he stood still, and the clear light of the short sword in his hand spread out. No one could get close to him within a foot of his body, only the blood that exploded continuously in the night reflected coldly The edge of the dagger. After the panic of being suddenly attacked, the situation was brought under control in a short period of time. Su Qian's white clothes fluttered around, moving forward and backward freely with several men in black. The remaining five disciples stood back to back, forming an airtight sword formation, except for the disciple who was killed off guard , basically no loss.

Those men in black entangled for a while, but they were hopeless, and quickly retreated. Clearing the battlefield, one man was killed on our side and three horses were injured.Because there was still a hurry to go, except for one disciple who was left to handle the corpse, the rest got on their horses and continued on their way. My horse can no longer be ridden, and I have to share it with another person. Before Xiao Huan could speak, I hurriedly said, "I don't want to ride a horse with Master Su." Xiao Huan paused: "Then come with me." I immediately jumped on his horse, forgetting that there was still a wound on my arm, and pulled the rein with a smile. Unexpectedly, I touched the wound, and there was a sudden sharp pain, and I couldn't help but let out an "ah". "What's wrong?" Xiao Huandan asked and pulled my hand, touching the wet blood there, his hand paused. I smiled: "I cut a cut on my arm, it doesn't hurt very much, it's nothing." The eyes suddenly lit up, Xiao Huan polished the fire, he took my hand, and there was a bit of anger in his voice: "Is this nothing?" I looked down and was also shocked. A wound more than three inches long crossed my arm obliquely. The blood had already stained the sleeve red. With a chill on my face, it was Xiao Huan who suddenly held my face with his hands, his fingers trembling, and eagerly brushed away the blood on my face. Only then did I remember that I was sprayed with blood on my face just now, and now I should look like a blood man, which is a little scary. I don't know if I should smile at him, but he has stopped. His hand was still on my face, his deep pupils flickered violently, he lowered his eyes abruptly, let go of his hand, stretched out his finger to the acupuncture point on my arm to stop the bleeding, folded the fire to my left hand, and then He took out a handkerchief from his arms to bandage my wound. His fingers are very light, trying to avoid the thin flesh of the wound, and his movements are also very fast, while wrapping up, he whispered: "Don't move this arm, and I will bandage it carefully when I go back." I nodded slightly, and peeked at his downcast eyes. His expression was still calm, and there was no clue. After the bandage was finished, he blew out the fire, and in order to prevent the horse from bumping into my wound, he wrapped his arms around my waist and let me lean on his shoulder before driving the horse forward. His breath was lightly sprayed on my neck, and the familiar slightly grassy and astringent smell lingered at the tip of my nose. I sat up a little to block the night wind blowing on my face. The rest of the journey was very smooth. I thought that if the first ambush failed, the opponent would definitely arrange a second and third ambush. However, no, the horse galloped along the official road straight to the east. I was a little dizzy after the blood loss, and I gradually leaned on Xiao Huan's shoulder during the monotonous journey, squinted my eyes and was about to fall asleep. Just when he was half asleep and half awake, the front suddenly lit up, and a clear and clear voice with a smile also came: "Mr. Bai drove in person, I am honored." I opened my eyes and saw a middle-aged man standing on a wooden bridge not far away, bowing his hands in salute. Behind him is a row of young girls holding lamps, all of whom are wearing blouses, and the elegant fragrance wafts out in the dark night. Xiao Huan didn't get off his horse either, and cupped his hands to the middle-aged man and said, "The owner of Laowen welcomes you." The middle-aged man called "Master Wen Zhuang" smiled gently: "Mr. Bai can come, and my Shushui Village is already in full bloom. This place is more than one mile away from Bizhuang. Please Mr. Bai and everyone who is with you Get in the car and go." After speaking, he turned sideways and politely made a gesture of invitation. There are two tall and gorgeous carriages parked on the other side of the wooden bridge. According to him, he wants us to abandon our horses and go there. By the sound of the water, I could already hear a rushing river under the wooden bridge. This Wen Zhuang wants us to give up our mounts. If there is any change in their villa later, I'm afraid we won't be able to get away for a while. However, Xiao Huan smiled, got off his horse, walked across the wooden bridge and got into one of the carriages, and the Wenzhuang owner got into another carriage to accompany him. No one spoke along the way. After walking for a while, we stopped at the gate of a brightly lit manor. Outside the gate was also full of servants and maids waiting for guests. The man who heard that the owner got off the car graciously invited us from the courtyard to the lobby. Countless candles were lit in this hall, and it was as bright as day. On the tall seats lined up in two rows, there was only a man in purple robe sitting on the top right seat. He was a middle-aged man in his thirties. The middle-aged man was dressed in a purple robe woven with golden clouds and brocade, with a refined demeanor.Behind him stood a row of men in black, all with their faces covered and their hands behind their backs, surrounding the purple-robed man in the center like a guard. As soon as we entered, the man in purple robe stroked the jade finger on his finger and raised his head.Seeing Xiao Huan, his eyes flickered, showing a slight surprise. Wen Zhuangzhu came up and asked Xiao Huan to sit down. The two sides sat down separately, Su Qian stood next to Xiao Huan's chair, and a few helpers who came with me stood behind Su Qian one by one. "The two honored guests are here, and everyone in Shushui Village is in a state of fear and sincerity." Wen Zhuang Master said politely, he looked left at the man in purple, and then at Xiao Huan, with a strange expression on his gentle face, "Both of you are masters in today's martial arts world. Unworthy Yingjie, this is really embarrassing for me." The man in purple sneered, his voice was lazy and elegant, hiding a sharp edge: "Now that everyone has arrived, the owner doesn't have to go around the bush. What should I do next, please tell the owner quickly." Wen Zhuangzhu's face became even more sad: "Mr. Bai is the master of Fenglai Pavilion, and Mr. Xing is the master of Qibuwu. How can I stir up disputes between the two? Hey, what should I do?" The man in purple showed a look of impatience on his face: "In any case, there is only one Cao River, and there is only one batch of goods, and the owner of the village will only entrust one party to deliver them. I don't have time to waste here, the owner of the village expressly expresses it!" He said it was "expressly indicated by the owner", but his tone was as strong as it could be. It is said that Xing Liulan, the owner of Qibuwu, has a bad temper, and now it seems true. Qibuwu, like Twelve Links, is a water transportation gang on the Yangtze River. Twelve Links has a long history, but Qibuwu is a rising star. Eight shadow-like killers, Megatron Jianghuai. There is nothing special about these twenty-eight people's kung fu alone, but when the twenty-eight people join forces to attack, it is a four-image brilliance formation that people in the world will change their faces when they hear about it. Three years ago, Yun Xuecan, the number one swordsman in the world, relying on his advanced martial arts, entered the main hall of Qibuwu by himself, and encountered this battle.In just an instant, this swordsman who became famous at the age of 15 and became the world's best swordsman at the age of 25 was turned into a pile of blood clots under the 28-handed sword. The edge of the dock. Judging from the current situation, Fenglai Pavilion and Qibuwu are competing for a batch of goods. They meet on a narrow road, and a vicious fight is inevitable. Wen Zhuangzhu laughed: "Mr. Xing is right, what he said..." "You don't have much time to spend here," Xiao Huan, who had been silent since entering the door, actually said lightly, "Dead people don't have time." Xing Liulan's complexion changed slightly, and the veins in his hands that were pressing on the back of the chair were exposed. He paused a few times, and finally just snorted coldly: "Mr. Bai breathed a sigh of relief, it's just a business deal, it's not worth making a mess." His words were soft but tough, although there was a threatening meaning, after all, he was still afraid of the power of Fenglai Pavilion, and tried his best to avoid conflict with Xiao Huan. Xiao Huan sneered: "It's just a business deal? How will the account of the ambush outside Jinling City be settled by the people under the chairman of Xingwu who sneaked into my Fenglai Pavilion sub-altar? Lord Xingwu , since you can go so far for this business, how can I not accompany you to the end?" Xing Liulan finally changed his color and left his seat: "Pavilion Master Bai, what exactly do you want?" "Simple," Xiao Huan sneered, but his tone was indifferent, "You injured nineteen of my lives in that sneak attack, just pay me back." "Okay!" Xing Liulan agreed without hesitation, "If the feud with Pavilion Master Bai can be resolved, I will immediately find out the subordinates who took the lead in attacking Guifen altar, and chop off nineteen of their heads as a gift. Give it to Pavilion Master Bai." Xiao Huan didn't answer his words, but stood up slowly, took two steps into the hall, his tone was still light: "And... besides the nineteen lives that day, I lost another one tonight. Disciple, I want the head of Master Xingwu to pay back the life of this disciple." Xing Liulan's eyes flickered, and he suddenly sneered: "Bai, don't bully people too much! Do you think I have no chance of winning?" With his laughter, black figures appeared in the hall like ghosts, and at the same time The men in black behind Xing Liulan also quietly dispersed, as if a big net was pressing on them, and all directions in the hall were instantly occupied by these men in black. "Four Elephant Brilliance Formation." Xiao Huan raised the corners of his lips and said slowly. "That's right, Sixiang Huitian Formation." There was a trace of bloodthirsty cruelty in Xing Liulan's voice, "You didn't expect me to bring them all, did you? Bai Chifan, I know your swordsmanship is the best in the world, but in this In the four-element brilliance formation that kills gods and destroys Buddhas, save your life!" With a sneer, he took a few steps back and waved his palm lightly. Xiao Huan still lowered his head, and his indifferent expression did not change. At this moment, the twenty-eight black shadows in the hall suddenly moved, one black shadow flashed as fast as lightning, followed by hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, and countless black shadows hit the station like dark clouds. Xiao Huan in the hall was about to be buried in the blink of an eye. The cyan figure under the dark clouds suddenly moved, and at the moment when the blackness was the thickest, it seemed that the figure that had been too late to react suddenly moved! He moved at an indescribable speed, the light and shadow intertwined suddenly, and the clear light came out through the clouds, as if it was the bright blazing sun rising over the steep mountain wall above the deep sea when the sun was just rising, or as if the Lingtai was clear, The faint smile on the corner of the mouth of the envoy holding flowers and not speaking in front of the Buddha, the sword energy in the clear light was as fierce as a fire but soft as a spring breeze, instantly filling all the gaps in the hall. The scorching wind blew across the cheeks, blood droplets floated in the formation, and a hand attached to the sword flew straight out of the formation at an indescribable speed, slammed into the snow-white wall, spun weakly, and stopped under the chair. Only then did the blood droplets in the air spray out, bright red and poignant, like flowers blooming in the air. It was only a moment after the explosion of this blood flower, and the enchanting red flowers bloomed for the third time one after another. In the hall, there was actually a garden full of enchanting flowers. No, this is more like purgatory, that is only in hell Only then will he see the God of Killing. The wanton flowing sword light pierced the throat, cut off the limbs, cut open the chest, and chopped into the head.The blade was stained with sticky blood and white brains, and it was thrown away before piercing into the next body in an instant. The eyes of the person wielding the sword gleamed cruelly, letting the blood and dirt drip onto his pale cheeks On the ground, the blue cloth robe was stained with stains, flying among the corpses and severed limbs. This is the first time I have seen Xiao Huan kill people like this. Although I have walked the rivers and lakes with him, I have never seen him kill people like this. In fact, he rarely kills people. Cut it off, I don't remember seeing him kill anyone. At that time, he didn't like to use weapons, and he always left a three-point margin when fighting with others. Wang Feng in his hand was rarely out of the sheath. But now he seems to be walking from the Shura field, with a slight sneer on the corner of his lips, his eyes are as deep as a deep pool, without the slightest wave, they are eyes that regard human life like grass. Severed limbs and corpses lay on the ground, Xiao Huan put the sword edge on Xing Liulan's throat, calm as water: "Master Xingwu, nineteen died, and nine had their meridians cut off. As I said, I don't count you. I want to Nineteen lives." The cold light drew out without any hindrance, and the blood drew a pathetic arc. Xing Liulan didn't even have time to say a word, and his heavy body collapsed to the ground. Xiao Huan turned around and turned his gaze to Master Wen. At this moment, the old fox was also looking at the Shura field in front of him in amazement, his feet trembling unconsciously. "Master, let's do the business with us this time." Xiao Huan said lightly, his tone was still the same as a moment ago, gentle and polite, but he could not refuse.
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