Sealing Knife

The so-called life and death, of course, is not to gamble on the life and death of customers.

After finishing this sentence, Yingxiu got up and turned a vase on the wooden stand next to it. With only a soft sound, Ye Fusheng's seemingly tight and seamless wall moved away from a doorway.

Ying sleeves gathered his clothes and took a new candle to ignite, only to spoof: "The last game will require a different place to bet on, please come with the slave's house."

Suddenly, she exhaled like this: "If Lang Jun is timid, he can change his gambling method, but it's just a matter of ... it has to be changed."

Ye Fusheng glanced at her, without much talk, and followed Yingxiu into the secret passage.

The secret passage is not very long, but it is twisted and twisted like an intestine, and there are many forks along the way. If you are not careful, you will go astray, and I do n’t know if I can turn myself out alive.

Ye Fusheng followed Yingxiu into one of the Yongdao, and soon came to an end.

At the end is another secret room.

A person was hung in the back room, and was hung in the air by the iron chain scapula. There were many wounds on his body, and many of the torture tools on the wall were stained with blood.

This man was dying, and there was no vitality for survival on his face, and Ye Fusheng only noticed three places-

One is the velvety tattoo on his chest, the other is the scar on his bare head, and the third is the strange wound on his abdomen.

The wound was only nearly three inches long and was opened in the left abdomen. It was sutured by the intestine and the medicine barely stopped the bleeding.

With Ye Fusheng's eyesight, it can be seen that this knife edge should come from a more delicate weapon. It is likely that a weapon such as a machete or a hook pierced the body, and then penetrated and then opened the flesh. If it is well handled, it may be even The intestines can be hooked out.

The master, a rare master, is a fierce master.

"Lang Jun's third question, in fact, the slave family didn't know." There was a pause, and the beautiful eyes circulated. "However, there is exactly one person who can help Lang Jun."

Ye Fusheng raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"

"Lang Jun also looks like an old river and lake, and the Prajna Flower of the Burial Soul Palace should be recognized." Seeing Ye Fusheng nodded, Ying Xiu smiled gently, "Half a month ago, five sneaky people came to Galan City, as a ground snake, we have to pay more attention to it. We tracked all the way and found that they came here to secretly meet with this monk, but unfortunately these short-sighted things got into trouble as we waited for us to find out why. In addition to the three people who rushed to Wenshan Mountain before the incident, the remaining two were decapitated, and the large veins were cut open to drain the blood, leaving a smelly skin sac to sink in the river, even if this monk was not us You ca n’t keep it fast. "

Ye Fusheng narrowed his eyes: "Who is the person doing it?"

"A young woman with a scimitar on her waist and blue silk, looking at some aliens and unidentified, she has not shown her face on the rivers and lakes for at least ten years." "We searched and determined that the monk was born in Wuxiang Temple, and the son's question should be answered in his mouth ... Unfortunately, this bald donkey has a very hard mouth, and he refuses to speak anyway. What we get now is also very good. limited."

Ye Fusheng said: "If so, how to gamble?"

Ying sleeves lips raised: "In the third game of life and death, he will naturally take his life as a bet. If Lang Jun can take him alive, he will naturally let you use his means to achieve his goals. If the gambling house obtains this information again, it will be handed over. Compensate Lang Jun ... However, if Lang Jun loses, this person will die tonight, and your last question will have to find another way. "

Ye Fusheng glanced at the man and nodded: "Okay."

Before the words fell, Ying sleeve turned around.

She turned around and her hair flicked. Three small hairy needles flew out of it, pounced on the impossible monk. If Ye Fusheng was clever, she might have to wait until the man was stabbed in the dead hole to detect it.

The small needle is extremely thin, and it is between the electric flints. Ye Fusheng can only tear off his robe and take advantage of the three small needles. However, only the sound of the wind broke, and a sword penetrated the robe to him. Stab.

Either withdraw your hand or retreat, or block the sword for the monk.

Ye Fusheng was certainly not interested in blocking the sword for a monk who was suspected of colluding with the Soul Palace, but the ready-made clues were in front of him, and he refused to lose it.

Peach Blossom's eyes were stained with arrogance, Ye Fusheng's side, and the blade almost wiped his face. At that moment, Ye Fusheng passed by a "Jiaohua", and captured the sword in his hand.

At the same time, however, Ying Shou supported his shoulder with one hand, leveraging a flip and stepped on the monk's back. This person was originally suspended by an iron chain. Under such force, the chain immediately caused the chain to rub against the flesh and blood.

Yingxiu held her hairpin in her hand and thrust her into the temple of the monk!

The tip has pierced the epidermis, and a drop of blood has oozed out, sliding down the monk's face with sweat.

But it can no longer enter the inch.

Ye Fusheng has turned over, his legs twisted to another chain on the top wall, and his body hangs upside down, just chopped off the sleeve.

While holding her right hand holding hairpin, she choked her throat.

The murderousness that had been suppressed before suddenly broke out at this moment. Even if Ye Fusheng had no intention, the long-term knife licking blood and the sadness after life and death also shocked her.

Yingxiu felt at this moment that if he acted rashly again, he would have his wrist broken and his throat crushed.

Ye Fusheng smiled in a low voice: "This game should be counted as a win."

Ying sleeve raised his mouth: "If the slave family insists on doing it, will Lang Jun kill him?"

"I am a very good person, especially for beautiful women." Ye Fusheng raised a corner of his eyes. "But I don't like people who deliberately break rules and bad things. Fortunately, beautiful women are often smart and current affairs."

Yingxiu smiled a little: "Well, it's Lang Jun who won, let's go on and talk."

She took the initiative to throw the hairpin, Ye Fusheng also released her hand, and both of them cast their ways to fall to the ground.

At this moment, Ying sleeve suddenly flexed a finger, slanting upward from the bottom to the monk's abdomen through the falling momentum, the wound was terrible, and it was barely relied on by suture of the intestinal line and the application of gold sores He stopped the bleeding, and if she was struck by her finger, she would suddenly burst, fearing she would never be able to save her.

Ye Fusheng landed faster than her, and it was too late to turn around.

Fortunately, he brought a knife.

With a loud bang, Jinghong was unsheathed. This knife, like Bai Hongguan, was also slanted from bottom to top, and no longer left his hand, straight to the finger of the sleeve.

Her movements are not unpleasant, but the glory of Jinghong is faster than her.

Before the finger touched the flesh and blood, the cold blade was pressed against her finger, the blade cut the flesh, and almost bone could be seen. If it was not for her to receive the trend in time, I am afraid that the entire finger will be divided into two.

The sleeves were very painful, but she changed her fingers to palms and slapped them on the back of the knife. As soon as she turned around, she came to Ye Fusheng's body. The left sleeve flew like a blade, and even if the latter receded quickly, she was also beaten A mask was wiped off.

The bloodstained, the face towel fell.

Ying sleeve did not care about the injured finger, just looked at Ye Fusheng's face, and then looked at the knife in his hand.

"Jiaohong glanced, it really was ... quick." She looked at Ye Fusheng, her mouth twitched. "After ten years ago, she thought that Jinghong would never sing ever again, but she didn't expect a goodbye day."

During her speech, she was awe-inspiring, hitting the monk's sleeping hole with a wind, and then said: "He will not die in a while, let's talk first."

Ye Fusheng sighed: "What else can we talk about?"

Yingxiu smiled and said, "How about chatting like a flower and a snowy moon just like ten years ago?"

"Yingxiu, you are no longer the drunkard of the Spring House in Zuichun ten years ago, and I am not the Gu Xiao who played with you every time." Ye Fusheng took out a towel and handed her a wound to wrap up, "After that was done, , You are in charge of 'Dark Feather' and hide the rivers and lakes, I took away the 'grabbing shadow' into the court, and since then the well water hasn't violated the river ... No matter whether it's wind and snow, right or wrong.

When he said this, his eyes turned red.

She is very beautiful, even if she is a woman in her thirties, she is still more attractive than many young girls in her 28th year. Now she has lost her deliberate charm, and her eyes are stained with tears, which is a more pitiful color than the rain with pear flowers.

The beautiful woman's tears and red makeup should be the man's sin. If it was ten years ago, whether it was acting or not, Gu Xiao would raise her hands to wipe her tears and coax her gently.

But now Ye Fusheng just stood on the spot and didn't move.

Yingxiu's tears did not fall, she endured back.

Her voice was a little hoarse: "But you are a descendant of Jinghong, whether it's" Piaoying "or" Dark Feather ", it should have been yours."

Although every generation of Jinghong Dao was shocked, it has never really been broken. Especially in the generation of Gu Zheng, because of dissatisfaction with the tyranny of the former dynasty, the rebels started to take the lead. Gu Zheng, who had outstanding thoughtful means, and the great ancestors of Chu, who were born in the army, were in trouble, ignoring the rivers and lakes and Jingwei in the temples, and only dedicated to the country.

In the past, when the wind and rain were shaking, the trapped beasts still struggled. In addition, they had an in-law relationship with the foreigners outside the customs. After the rebels, they were stubbornly resisted by the military, and recruited alien masters and unscrupulous rivers and lakes people to do things like assassination intelligence. Many defense army generals died in their hands. Even Gao Zu was guarded by Gu Zheng and escaped several times.

Fortunately, there are heroes in troubled times, not to mention that all the temples and lakes were chaotic.

At that time, Gu Zheng also began to gather useful talents from all over the world, carefully selected his talents, and supported by his great ancestors. Over the years, he attracted a considerable amount of influence. Because he sneaked into the night under the leadership of Gu Zheng, he secretly fought with the former dark guests, and he was called "Dark Feather".

Dark feathers have suffered a lot of damage before and after, and new blood has been constantly added in the middle. When the previous dynasty was finally overthrown and Da Chu was established, Gao Zu proposed to take these people to the Royal as the Dark Guard.

Gu Zheng dared to disregard the division of rivers and lakes, but not all of his men thought so.

After all, Jianghu people were born in Jianghu, and some people, like Gu Zheng, were willing to tie their body and blood to the royal ship just to make paddles in the stormy waves; some people did not want to be restrained by the court and only wanted to banish themselves Go back to the mountains and seas.

Since then, Dark Feather split into two, half returned to the rivers and lakes to hide as Gu Zheng's back road to Wu Lin one day, and half changed his name to "Pan Ying" and followed him into the court, becoming the sharpest sword of Emperor Chu.

Gradually, the glimpse of the world became famous, and Dark Feather disappeared into the legend.

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Well, to put it bluntly, Mingzhu Gambling House belongs to the power of Dark Feather, and Ying Sui disguised as Huai Kui, who was disguised as Zui Chun Lou ten years ago, helped the floating life and later retired.

This time, Floating Life noticed that there was an anomaly, so he had to ask the news through the Mingzhu casino, but he didn't want to recognize the dark feathers.

Yingxiu didn't find it at the beginning, he didn't try until he used a weapon to draw a sword ... Well, the two film emperors took off their vests from each other.

By the way, surplus sleeves does mean a little bit for floating life, but surviving life does not, and surplus sleeves are not a grudge and a cannon fondness 23333

As for the entanglement between Floating Life and Dark Feather, why he has not used Dark Feather's power for so long, and why he still has to hide his identity when he comes to the casino, please see the next time.