The territory of the Great Yan Dynasty was vast, and it governed four states.

One is Ningzhou, one is Mangzhou, one is Guzhou, and the other is Kuanzhou.

Such a vast territory is naturally vertical and horizontal rivers, and most of them have the righteous gods canonized by the imperial court as towns.

But whether it is a yang god or a yin god, they all have their own territories, and it is impossible to take action at will against the court officials. Besides, this is Ningzhou, and the water gods of Ningzhou are all under the jurisdiction of the newly canonized Zhaoyue Zhengshen Wupan Dragon King, and this place is under the jurisdiction of the Wupan River Basin.

The Yin God left over from the previous dynasty?

Call!

Call!

The man gasped for breath, his chest rose and fell violently, and the upper part of his face exposed on the masked black cloth turned pale, looking like a sick seedling who neglected to exercise.

But Luo Xiangwu didn't dare to despise him, seeing that the group of Cangyu guards who had recovered from the horror surrounded him again, Luo Xiangwu glanced at the corpse that fell not far away, and said in a deep voice: "The previous dynasty has long been ancient, and we are just begging for food when we are on errands, kill us, Your Excellency can neither restore the country nor settle the people, but let yourself be imprisoned, this place is located on the border of Dayan, if Your Excellency is willing, you may be able to find a place to live elsewhere if you are willing, and continue to pass on an incense." ”

This is both a convincing and a temptation.

Jin Guanyan is dead, he has to give an explanation to his immediate boss, and it has become a crucial matter to find out what kind of road the person in front of him is.

"You all have to die. ”

The man in black's voice was extremely hoarse, but also unnatural, as if he was deliberately changing his voice. But Luo Xiangwu didn't have much time to think about the rest of the information, and the moment he finished saying this, the footsteps of the man in black suddenly stepped forward, crushing the stagnant water on the ground.

At this time, Luo Xiangwu realized that the man in black was wearing a pair of tattered straw sandals.

Rise!

The dragon's groans began again, the torrential rain became more urgent, and the speed of the man in black suddenly increased.

The surrounding Cang Yuwei drew his sword forward at the first time, but he could only chase the afterimage of the man in black, Luo Xiangwu knew that he had become the target of the other party, he didn't dare to be careless, the hand holding the handle of the knife tightened, but he didn't make a move at the first time.

In countless near-death fights, Luo Xiangwu learned such a truth.

The more you can't figure out the enemy's reality, the more cautious you must be when you make a move, because many times the victory or defeat is often in an instant, and the person who makes the first move means that he will first expose his strength in front of the enemy, and if the enemy has the heart, he can deal with it skillfully. The so-called late strike, this is the case.

Rain dripped from Luo Xiangwu's silver-armored helmet onto his cheeks, down his forehead and down his brows. The taste of water droplets pouring into his eyes was not pleasant, but Luo Xiangwu did not blink, and he did not have the slightest intention to wipe away the rain that obstructed his vision. He stared at the figure that was getting closer, he was waiting, waiting for a suitable opportunity.

In an instant, the other party shook off the pursuers behind him and came to him, and the other party seemed to know this well, and he also had no intention of making a move. Luo Xiangwu knew that with the speed of the other party, if he was a few feet close, he might not have a chance to react.

It can't be delayed any longer.

Such a thought poured out, Luo Xiangwu's heart sank, and the hand holding the reins pulled violently, and the war horse was in pain, and suddenly his front hooves were raised, and he was about to step on the black-clothed man who had already killed him.

The man in black obviously didn't calculate such a strange trick, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he was quickly covered by a look of determination.

I saw that the foot of the broken straw sandals slammed to the ground, and the stagnant water splashed everywhere, like a lotus blooming in a rainstorm.

Rise!

Long Yin rose again, his black-clothed back faintly shining with golden light, and his body immediately jumped high, holding the dagger in both hands, and went straight to Luo Xiangwu's eyebrows along the torrential rain.

Luo Xiangwu waited for this moment, he would not hesitate at all, at that time, the spiritual power in the two divine gates in his body surged, and the energy of his whole body was poured into his arms, and he burst out with a shout in his mouth, and the tiger knife in his hand was swung out by him from bottom to top.

Rao is just when he killed Jin Guanyan, this man in black still chose Jin Guanyan's neck that was not covered by silver armor, it can be seen that although the opponent's speed is fast, but the strength is not satisfactory, as long as he is willing to fight him, he is confident that he can cut off the opponent's dagger and his entire arms in this knife.

The dagger is cold, and the blade is shiny.

They tore through the night, cut the rain curtains, and slammed into each other.

Everything was as Luo Xiangwu expected, and the iron and clay tiger knife easily cut off the dagger, and continued to go to the arms of the man in black. The opponent's body is volleying in the air at the moment, and there is no place to borrow strength, so it is impossible for him to change his body shape to avoid this killing move.

This knife is inevitable.

Luo Xiangwu's face finally showed a smile for the first time, as if he had seen the wonderful scene of the man in black being cut off by him and falling to the ground wailing. If everything goes well, he can even capture him alive and return to Beijing, at least he can be considered to have an explanation for the Jin family.

And all these thoughts disappeared the moment his knife cut the arm of the man in black.

The body of the man in black suddenly became soft at that moment, then twisted and collapsed, and finally with a soft sound of "poof", the water mass with a fishy smell seemed to be poured out of the basin, drenching Luo Xiangwu's body.

Yes, the body of the man in black was turned into a puddle of water at that time.

Not good!

Luo Xiangwu was shocked, knowing that he had fallen into the other party's way, and was about to capture the other party's lurking whereabouts again. But there was a sudden murderous intent behind him, and the cold dagger passed through the rain curtain like a poisonous snake and went to the back of his neck.

In fact, this is not something that a qualified killer can do, the so-called killing is invisible, and hiding his murderous spirit is a compulsory course for every killer to get started, this man in black is a complete layman in terms of technique and strength. Just like at this moment, if he can hide his breath, he can kill Luo Xiangwu unknowingly, but he is not good at this, Luo Xiangwu is alert, with his cultivation of opening the two realms and pushing open the two divine gates, it is not difficult to make some reactions.

With such a thought, Luo Xiangwu was about to draw the knife and turn around, but at the moment when he clenched the long knife, his face became extremely ugly, the qi around him seemed to be blocked by something, and the spiritual power that was surging in his body on weekdays was blocked together at the moment, and it was difficult to urge.

It was the river water that Fang Cai's stand-in turned into! There was something strange hidden in the river water, which sealed his meridians and made it difficult for him to mobilize the spiritual power around him.

Luo Xiangwu figured this out, but it seemed to be useless.

The edge of the black-clad man's dagger had already landed on the neck of his back, and he could clearly feel the chill coming from the sharp edge, and the breath of death enveloped him.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

He saw the belated Cang Yuwei's frightened eyes, his lips wide open, and he also saw the bean-sized raindrops layered and clearly grained in front of him.

His appearance was reflected in those rain grains, he saw his dilated pupils, pale face, at this moment, Luo Xiangwu knew that in the face of death, he was no different from those who had died under his hands.

Suddenly, something in the rain lit up, faint and thin, but bright and dazzling.

Not only the raindrops, but all the raindrops in front of me lit up like this at that time.

Those golden light drops are like stars on a dim rainy night, which is a beautiful picture.

And behind Luo Xiangwu, who couldn't see it, a golden butterfly slowly landed on the blade of the dagger of the man in black, and the man in black seemed to recognize the thing, and his murderous pupils were flushed with a different color.

At this moment, a hand wrapped in a wide white sleeve suddenly stretched out, and he passed through the rain curtain, but not a drop of water.

"Go home. A sigh rang out, and the hand grabbed the collar of the man in black's shirt.

The golden butterfly flapped its wings gently, and the golden light in the sky dissipated.

The stagnant picture moved again, the rain poured, and the golden light dissipated.

Luo Xiangwu turned his head with palpitations, the figure of the man in black had disappeared for some time, only the dagger left in the rain reminded him that he had been so close to death just now.

......

Cao Tongyun sat in the courtyard of the Lu Mansion, under the simple wooden pavilion, looking at the torrential rain pouring outside the court with a leisurely expression.

He stretched out his hand, and the yellow dog squatting beside the wooden pavilion came to him with his tail wagging.

The old man with a white sheep's horn beard took off the wine gourd on the yellow dog's back, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and his face was immediately full of intoxication.

There is a Yaxing chant in his mouth: "Evoke the fairy spring to sprinkle noodles, and pour the shark room to pour out the Qiong Rose"

After that, he ripped off the stopper on the wine gourd, and wanted to take a sip of the heroes in the story.

Bang!

But at this moment, the door of the Lu Mansion was kicked open in an extremely rough way.

The abrupt sound made the old man's hand holding the gourd tremble, and the wine in the gourd's mouth poured down, wetting the old man's face and chin prescription before he had carefully combed the horns.

The yellow dog, who had been curled up comfortably at the feet of the old man, also stood up vigilantly, and when this person looked at the dog's voice, he saw that Lu Guanshan, who had always been elegant, was holding a black thing in one hand, and strode through the rainstorm in the courtyard and walked straight to the wing room in the corner of Lu Mansion.

With the same rough kick, he kicked open the door of the wing, and then the things in his arms were thrown into the house with a forceful blow.

An immature cry of pain came from the side room, and Cao Tongyun and the yellow dog thief were lying on the edge of the wooden pavilion, stretching their necks to watch the excitement. But this posture had just been set, and Lu Guanshan, who was standing at the door of the wing, glared at this person fiercely.

The old man and the dog were under the gaze of the spirit almost at the same time, and then their bodies retracted into the corner of the wooden pavilion very synchronously, and they showed the same look of panic in their hearts, which was really a bit ridiculous.

......

Bang dang!

Lu Guanshan walked into the wing room with a gloomy face, the door behind him closed automatically, and the candlestick on the ground suddenly lit up, illuminating everything in the wing room at a glance.

Dressed in black, Wei Lai, who was soaked up and down, lay on his back on the bed in an embarrassed posture, looking calmly at the white-clothed Confucian in front of him, and said nothing.

The two stood in place and looked at each other, their eyes were extremely awe-inspiring, and they collided silently in mid-air.

"Do you know what you're doing?" until a full breath had passed, and Confucius's voice rang out, visibly angry.

Wei Lai's expression was stubborn, and two words came out of his mouth: "Save you." ”

"Save me, I think it's death!" The anger between Confucian Sheng's eyebrows became a little heavier, and it was hard to imagine that he, who had always been mild, would show such a look: "How many times have I told you, your dove snake swallowing dragon method has not yet been completed, and it is just enough to use a little bit of strength to kill some water ghosts." Today, you dare to change the appearance of the sky, do you really think that evil Jiao in the Wupan River is a fool?"

"If he senses that someone is devouring his luck, don't say that he will avenge your father, it is difficult to determine whether you can get out of Wupan City alive!"

Lu Guanshan's face was solemn, and his tone was extremely unkind, with a bit of obvious harshness.

But Wei Lai still didn't mean to give in, his voice was a little louder at that time, and his body also stood up from the bed: "What about you, don't think I don't know, you can still sit in the position of the magistrate of Wupan City now, because Jiang Huanshui suppressed the fold you handed over, but if Cang Yuwei went, this fold could not be hidden." ”

"They can't get out of here alive!"

"If you don't kill them, I'll kill them for you!"

Wei said this, his fists clenched again under his wet cuffs, and he was about to rush out of the room again.

Lu Guanshan's hand stretched out to block his way: "You should know very well that after the fold was handed over, I didn't think about leaving a way back for myself." ”

"Master, if the old man wants to press my fold, that's his business, I just have to do what I want to do. ”

Wei Lai's eyes were bloodshot, he stared up at the man, and roared, "What are you going to do?

"That's my business, it's not your turn to meddle!" Lu Guanshan seemed to be angered by Wei Lai, and his voice was a little louder.

The boy lowered his head, his shoulders began to tremble slightly, and his knuckles turned white from the excessive exertion of his fists.

"But I—" he said, his voice quieting at that point.

"But I don't want you to die..."

"I don't want to help anyone else get revenge..."

The light in Lu Guanshan's eyes was a little moved, and the candle flame in the door flickered, illuminating Wei Lai's thin figure vividly.

The gloom on the man's face, the solemnity that permeated his body, all dissipated at that moment.

"Alas. He sighed and was silent for a while before slowly reaching out and touching Wei Lai's wet head: "This is the only chance..."

"What do you mean?" Wei Lai asked with a frown.

Lu Guanshan's lips opened slightly, but he stopped talking and closed: "That evil Jiao has already noticed it, if you use its power to use its magic power again, within three breaths, he can lock your position, and you don't want to kill anyone anymore." ”

"Bear with me, don't let these six years of hard work go to waste. ”

Lu Guanshan said this, obviously ready to end this conversation.

But Wei Lai was not satisfied, he had too much incomprehension about men's obsession, and he was about to ask something more.

But before the words could be spoken, they were interrupted by Lu Guanshan again.

"If there's anything, I'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

"You'll have to wake up early tomorrow ......"

"Zhao Gongbai has come to look for me, Yan'er has to leave tomorrow. ”