Nightfall

Cold rainy night, Spring Wind Pavilion, the laneway outside the house.

The middle-aged Fatty stood next to the carriage, standing in the rain, bending down and whispering and said: “Chao Xiaoshu is really a Cultivator. It seems that State is not low. Now the situation is a bit tricky…”

The car in the carriage coughed twice, indifferently said: “What is the urgency? Is there not two strangers invited by the Ministry of the House? If they can’t stop the guy who mixes Jiang Hu, we will shoot again. It’s not too late… As for those who died in Jiang Hu’s death, how many days did you not die in the Yin Shui of Chang An City?”

Hundreds of Jiang An Han, who are brave in Chang An City, came from all directions. In the eyes of the world’s expert, they were like the Yinshuigou mice, and they broke out with amazing fighting power and blood in this life and death.

However, the Spring Wind Pavilion is a Cultivator. They are just ordinary Jiang Hu people. The difference in strength between the two sides is like the distance between the eagle and the ant. The sword shadow wears a bloody flower and walks around the neck. Dropped a big head, the man holding the axe broke his finger, and the man who slashed the knife fell into the rain. The tougher combat power is not worth mentioning in front of the hidden shadow of the word, and then the bloody nature will always be desperate after the companion falls down from time to time.

Chao Xiaoshu calmly, his body azure clothes have been wet by the rain, but like Ning Que every time he saw him, no one would think that Chang An night was the first person to wander, he walked in the spring rain, As natural as spring rain, the breath that comes out of the body moisturizes the earth like spring rain, making it impossible to resist or even resist.

The helpers from Chang An Xicheng South City looked at the middle-aged man in the rain, as if they saw a demon who nodded to himself in a gentle manner, then lifted his claws and easily pinched himself into pieces, full of shocking them. It is no longer possible to suppress the fear in my heart. I don’t know who made a cry and everyone finally dissipated.

South City, the old man, the West City, Junjie, and the cats, the characters have not slipped away. The old Spring Wind Pavilion all around. In addition to those bodies that have been washed by the rain, those seriously wounded and seriously injured can no longer see. A standing person, Heaven and Earth is quiet – if you ignore the bodies and wounded in the rain, suddenly the rain can not dilute the bloody smell and the corner of the Spring Wind Pavilion collapsed.

Ning Que silently followed Chao Xiaoshu and walked forward. He held the handle with both hands, and the bright blade was covered with rain across his chest. From the beginning to the end, he did not have a knife. This unilateral massacre ended here, but he did not relax and there was no apology because He knows that the real danger of the real understanding has not yet arrived – if you have the opportunity to fight with a Cultivator, then the enemy you meet has a chance to be one or even a few Cultivators.

In one step and two steps, Chao Xiaoshu walked to the front of his house, there was no sword in the sheath. The sword did not know where the night rain was going. He stretched out his empty hands and pushed it, and the door shaft was wet by the rain. A weird embarrassment,

The courtyard door was pushed open, and dozens of Tang Military wearing dark ponchos greeted the bow and bowed, and the expression was firm and indifferent; on the wooden floor after the rain curtain, the middle-aged man wearing a star-length gown The brow was slightly stunned, and the short sword in the sheath was low; the Monk wearing a skull cap slowly raised his head, and the rosary in his hand was slightly stiff; the two Horse-drawn Carriage in the far lane were still quiet, and one of them had a cough in the carriage. The voice doesn’t know where to go.

Quiet or quiet, the slight wind whistling between the leaves and the beams, the sound of the rain in the courtyard and the small pool light sound, looking at each other, no one chooses to get started.

The silence may be long, maybe very short. Chao Xiaoshu’s eyes crossed the group of sergeants and fell on the Monk and the swordsman in the building. Indifferently said: “This is my home, please go out.”

“No one will go out.” The swordsman in a star-length gown calmly replied.

Chao Xiaoshu looked at the short sword that was swaying by the person. If he thought about it, he suddenly asked: “In the rain some days ago, did you kill my little brother?”

The long-sleeved swordsman leaned forward slightly, indicating that he was the one.

Chao Xiaoshu raised his lips slightly and looked at him and said, “Then you will die first today.”

The rain was always down, and the tiled roof of the rainy roof ran down and turned into a water curtain. The bronze gong in front of Monk had been carrying rainwater, and gradually accumulated, and it finally overflowed at this moment.

Chao Xiaoshu shot.

He lifted his right arm, separated by heavy rain curtains, and separated by the stern Tang Military, pointing pointed finger towards the long-shouldered swordsman in the rain building.

With a finger pointing out, a stern howl was suddenly heard in the rainy night, and the thin sword that was always hidden in the spring rain of the night finally showed its trace, and it was lightning-fast as it was on the rain floor!

The long-sleeved swordsman’s eyes narrowed, and the right hand, which was hovering beside him, buckled and slammed, and the short sword that had been eagerly spurred by the side of the body shook out and smashed it out, turning it into a clear light in front of himself.

Chao Xiaoshu said that the first person to die today is him. Chao Xiaoshu is also referring to him by the rain curtain. However, the goal of Chao Xiaoshu first sword is not him, but the Monk next to him!

Although Monk was always silent, he was always alert to the movements around him. The Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi was slightly fluctuating, and he knew that Chao Xiaoshu had already started. Although he did not know that he was the target of this sword, the instinct of the Buddha’s discipline allowed him to slap a piece of wood next to him. The smoke in the gap between the boards was shocked. The bronze gong in front of the wooden steps seemed to have been kicked. , slammed up and smashed countless splashes in the air.

The grayish sword shadow broke through the air, but it penetrated the crystal clear and glazed water, but it was blocked by the copper cymbal. The sharp high-speed thin sword collided with the clumsy thick gongs and made a sound. The eardrum is cracked!

Monk’s face was slightly black outside the skull, and at this moment it became extremely pale, obviously eating some losses, and at this time, the long-sleeved swordsman double eyebrows pick, see the machine incredibly fast, the wrist turned, the middle food Refers to Chao Xiaoshu, who is standing at the gate of the palace, and his short-sword, which just flew a half circle around the body, went to a steep turn and turned into an azure light to poke the face of Chao Xiaoshu. At this time, Chao Xiaoshu’s Feijian is colliding with Monk’s gongs, how can he protect himself?

Ning Que, who was standing behind Chao Xiaoshu, was shaking his body. He quickly swung his body to the left. When he was about to flash Chao Xiaoshu’s body, he forced himself to take his foot. He was not afraid of the long-shoulder swordsman. Means, not afraid of the azure light dagger, but found that they still do not need to shoot themselves.

Because Chao Xiaoshu’s flying sword collided with Monk’s bronze cymbal, but it did not break through, but it did not slam, but through the violent impact force, the thin blue steel sword on the unintelligible The gap line suddenly exploded in that moment, and it was wonderfully made in the air to make five extremely thin swords flying and shooting!

Nothing can be born, and again, again and again, and then three is five.

Chao Xiaoshu is a sword.

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