Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The sound of the info piano is getting more and more urgent, and the murderous aura is getting heavier and heavier!

The originally quiet and peaceful Listening Bamboo Pavilion seems to have a murderous battlefield like a battle between two armies!

Mo Changkong didn't move, and the six black-clothed people didn't move, just stared at Ye Buluo and Feng Wushuang like a lion had found its prey!

Feng Wushuang's beautiful and slender hand still held the sword tightly, without a trace of trembling!

Ye Buluo's calm and calm demeanor didn't look like he was going to fight with someone at all!

They are all waiting!

Wait for the best time to make a move!

The sound of the piano suddenly became more and more impatient, and Park Hae-jin's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Do it!"

Mo Changkong has a hand like an eagle's claw attacking Ye Buluo, fast and ruthless, no matter who is pinched by Mo Changkong's hand, I'm afraid it won't be good!

Just when Mo Changkong made a move, the four black-clothed men and four long swords actually stabbed at Ye Buluo's vital point respectively!

The other two men in black also attacked the wind warriors!

Ye Buluo, who was originally expressionless, actually smiled at Mo Changkong, and instead of advancing and retreating, he went towards the sword light of the four black-clothed people!

Feng Wushuang's sword was very fast, blocking the stabbing sword, and attacking two more swords!

"When" a sword has been shot down by Ye Buluo, "when" another sword has also been shot down by Ye Buluo, when Ye Buluo was pinching the wrist of another man in black, Mo Changkong's eagle claw had already hit Ye Buluo's back, Ye Buluo still twisted the wrist of the man in black, and turned around to avoid Mo Changkong's eagle claws!

At this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the remaining other black-clothed man attacked again, Mo Changkong's eagle claws had also struck again, and when Ye Buluo turned around, Pu Haizhen in the pavilion pulled out a long sword with cold light from the qin, and flew towards Ye Buluo!

The white clothes reflected the deep cold sword light, and the murderous aura actually soaked through Ye Buluo's back, and there was a slight pain!

Feng Wushuang attacked two more pieces, and said hurriedly: "Father-in-law be careful behind you!"

Ye Buluo didn't know anything, but at this time he was already riding a tiger, even if he could dodge Mo Changkong and the killer of the man in black, he would definitely not be able to dodge the killer sword of Park Haizhen behind him, Ye Buluo turned his heart sideways, and he didn't care about the killer sword of Park Haizhen behind him, but twisted the neck of the man in black, and punched Mo Changkong's eagle claw with his right hand!

Seeing that Park Hae-jin's sword was about to pierce Ye Buluo's back heart, Feng Wushuang couldn't help but leave tears in his beautiful eyes!

"Be careful I'm going to cut off your head"

A knife quickly slashed at Park Hae-jin's head, and Park Hae-jin could continue to stab Ye Buluo, but Park Hae-jin's head would definitely be separated from his neck, so Pak Hae-jin had to withdraw his sword to block the fatal knife!

Ye Buluo and Mo Changkong's bodies were shocked, and they both suffered internal injuries, but Mo Changkong thought that Park Hae-jin's winning blow would definitely kill Ye Buluo, so he left three points when he shot, and Ye Buluo thought that he would die, and he shot mercilessly, so Mo Changkong was more injured than Ye Buluo!

A middle-aged beggar stared coldly at Park Hae-jin with a knife and did not continue to make a move!

Feng Wushuang looked at people, although he didn't know who it was, but he was still happy from the bottom of his heart!

Ye Buluo said faintly: "You're here!"

The middle-aged beggar said lazily: "I'm here!"

Ye Buluo said: "When did you come?"

The middle-aged beggar said, "It's been here a long time ago!"

Ye Buluo said: "Why did it appear?"

The middle-aged beggar smiled faintly and said, "You didn't need me to save your life at that time!"

Ye Buluo said: "You still haven't changed, you're still the same bastard as before!"

The middle-aged beggar said, "Whoever knows Long Feiyun will become a bit of a jerk!"

Ye Buluo said: "You said this sentence is good!"

With a wave of his hand, the two people who attacked Feng Wushuang retreated behind him, and Mo Changkong also stood behind Park Haizhen!

Park Hae-jin handed the sword to a man in black and said with a slight smile: "I didn't expect that Xiahou who had not heard from him for a few years would appear here, it seems that it is impossible for us to leave Miss Feng today, so let's go!"

The middle-aged beggar who came was Xiahou drinking blood!

Xiahou drank blood and glanced at Pu Haizhen and said: "The prince is really the prince, he can afford to put it down, then we will leave!"

After speaking, he and Ye Buluofeng left without a double head and without looking back!

Looking at the three of Feng Wushuang who were gradually moving away, Mo Changkong said, "The master just let them go?"

Park Hae-jin glanced back at Mo Changkong, showed a fox-like smile and said, "If you force them to stay at this time, you will only lose both, so why rush the meat to your mouth?"

Mo Changkong bowed his head and said, "My subordinates understand!"

The wind continued to blow, and the fragrance of bamboo leaves was mixed with a hint of blood, and Park Hae-jin left with his own people!

Restaurants!

Taibai Liquor House!

I don't know how many Taibai Liquor Houses there are in the Central Plains, this is not unusual, and this Taibai Liquor House is not unusual!

The only strange thing is that this Taibai Restaurant has long been lively in the past, and there is the noise of pushing glasses and changing lamps everywhere!

Today is indeed a little different, the restaurant is still overcrowded, and the wine and food on the table have already come up, but no one drinks!

The people in the restaurant are staring at a table!

What is there to see at a table!

Of course, these people are not looking at the table, but at the people sitting at the table!

These people looked at the people at that table, and from time to time there was a look of greed and viciousness in their eyes!

What is it that makes these people look like that?

There were three people sitting at that table, a blind old man with a sad face, a middle-aged beggar who was downcast, and a beautiful girl dressed in red!

These three people are Feng Wushuang, Xiahou drinks blood, and leaves do not fall!

The three of them ate quietly, never saying a word, and were not afraid of the eyes of the people around them, as if the most important thing in the world at this time was to eat!

These people who stared at Feng Wushuang and them with fierce eyes from time to time, but none of them stepped forward to make a move, were they waiting for someone to arrive before they started, or did they want to wait for others to make the first move and reap the benefits of the fisherman!

After a while, Feng Wushuang and the three of them had already put down their chopsticks, only to see Xiahou drinking blood and coughing lightly: "Everyone has come all the way, and when you get here, you don't eat or drink, why don't you do it!"

When everyone saw that they were broken, they all stood up, everyone was holding bright weapons in their hands, these weapons or knives or swords, and some were also holding maces, and the cold murderous aura came out through the weapons!

Feng Wushuang, Xiahou Drinking Blood, and Ye Buluo were still sitting there, and they didn't see a trace of fear at all!

A big man with a bloated figure shook the iron fan and said to himself: "You beggar, I don't care who you are, Lao Tzu?" This matter has nothing to do with you, we just need to take that little girl away, and if you know each other, get out quickly, otherwise you will start to move and be careful of losing your life!"

Xiahou drank blood and glanced at Ye Buluo and said, "Brother Ye, how did I become so ignorant recently!

Ye Buluo rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Admire, admire, admire! The old man Sima Dong, the iron fan, admires you a little! There are no more than five people in the rivers and lakes who dare to talk to him like this, and you are the sixth, but ...... It's a pity ......!"

Anyone can understand the meaning of Ye Buluo's words, and of course Sima Dong understands it, but he can't see what is so powerful about Xiahou drinking blood!

In fact, Sima Dong can't be blamed for this, even these people in the restaurant, and how many people can think that this middle-aged beggar is one of the best knife masters in the past!

And no wonder!

In the past, Xiahou drank blood and fresh clothes and angry horses, with a blood-drinking knife across the rivers and lakes, and the dead under the knife were all famous heroes and heroes on the rivers and lakes, what a heroic posture!

Now that these people want to break their heads, they can't think that the middle-aged beggar in front of them is the former Xiahou drinking blood!

Sima Dong's original intention was to entangle the blind Ye Buluo, so that Feng Wushuang could be taken away, how could they think of an extra Xiahou to drink blood!

Feng Wushuang laughed coquettishly at this time and said, "Look at you all like heroes, but in fact you are just a group of bears!

Xiahou drank blood and said: "These people have their own little Jiujiu, but I am afraid that the benefits will be obtained by others!, so we can go!"

Everyone was told the central matter by Xiahou drinking blood and Feng Wushuang, and their eyes couldn't help showing vicious eyes, and they secretly said in their hearts: Little girl, let you be proud for a while, and when it falls into our hands, you will suffer!"

Sima Dong's eyes rolled and said: "This beggar brother, since he doesn't want to go, he has to wade into this troubled water, so how about the junior brother to learn how to make a good move?"

When everyone saw Sima Dong taking the initiative to ask for help, they couldn't help but be happy from the bottom of their hearts!

Xiahou drank blood and stood up and said coldly: "The only people who have seen my weapons are dead people, let's make a move!"

Sima Dong fanned horizontally, and threw himself at Xiahou to drink blood!

The steel iron fan glowed with a cold light, and it seemed to be ready to tear Xiahou apart at any time!

Xiahou drank blood and seemed to be captured by the murderous aura of the iron fan, and he stood there motionless!

Ye Buluo suddenly opened his mouth and said to Feng Wushuang: "Shuang'er, you'd better close your eyes and don't look!"

Feng Wushuang couldn't help but wonder in his heart, "Why is my father-in-law?"

Ye Buluo didn't need to answer, because Feng Wushuang had seen it, he only felt a churning in his stomach and a retching in his throat, and finally understood why Ye Buluo wanted her to close her eyes!

Just when Sima Dong's iron fan was a foot away from Xiahou's blood-drinking body, Xiahou's blood-drinking body suddenly moved!

The sword light seemed to carry a hellish aura of killing, and it disappeared in an instant!

Xiahou drank blood and stood there coldly, as if he had never stabbed before!

Xiahou's blood-drinking knife was too fast, and the fast Feng Wushuang and the others couldn't see how many knives Xiahou had made when he drank blood!

Not to mention them, even Sima Dong, who has been cut into four pieces by Xiahou's blood-drinking knife, doesn't know how many knives Xiahou has made when he drinks blood, and he doesn't even know where he hit first, these Sima Dong don't have to think about it anymore, because anyone who is cut into four pieces will only become a dead person!

The blood has dyed the floor of the restaurant red, and there are even a lot of yellow and white things in the bright red blood, and the air is full of thick bloody gas!

This is why Ye Buluo made Feng Wushuang close his eyes, because no matter who it is, he can't help but retch when he sees this kind of scene!

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