Walking into the atrium, the dark red blood bloomed like poppies blooming in this noisy and lively night.

Xiaoyaozi's white clothes were as white as snow, and he looked so abrupt in the dazzling red, and he wandered inside and outside the palace on tiptoe, looking for the fish that had slipped through the net curled up in the corner.

A flash of lightning swept through the stormy sky, and thunder followed, and the sound of thunder was deafening.

Xiaoyaozi frowned and looked up at the sky, he liked it to rain from God, especially heavy rain, a rainstorm can wash away a lot of facts and truths, just like this killing made by his own hands tonight.

But he didn't like the rain to wet his white robe, he was a man of cleanliness.

He came from the courtyard to a roof, his long sword dripping with blood diagonally at his waist, and he put his hands behind his back and raised his eyes to admire the water poured from the sky.

The rain is like a curtain of waterfalls, sloping down the eaves, Xiaoyaozi is half-squinting his eyes to recuperate, such a violent weather, he will never follow those so-called hot-blooded men, running wild in the rain.

He could wait, wait for the rain to stop, and then leave here with grace.

Because he knew that tonight, no one would dare to step into the palace for half a step, unless that person did not want to live.

A thunderclap sounded, Xiaoyaozi's eyebrows suddenly turned, and an excited light shot out from his pupils----There are still people in the room!"

His hand was on the hilt of the sword, and the moment he reflexively kicked open the wooden door behind him, the dark red sword light swept into the door like lightning in the sky.

The sword let out a few screams, followed by a spurt of blood.

Xiaoyaozi flicked the blood from the blade of her sword with satisfaction, and her cold eyes surveyed the group of people who had fallen in the room.

Unexpectedly, he found a young man with a withered face, squatting on the ground, his hands and feet in chains, staring at him with a pair of big eyes.

"Oh..... I actually missed...... Left alive. ”

Xiaoyaozi was a little annoyed, and inserted the long sword back into his belt, this was the second time in his life that he had missed, and he had a rule that once he missed, he would never make another move.

"You're lucky, boy, I won't kill you, you go!"

The lucky boy raised his hands and struck each other a few times in iron shackles: "Can you use your sword to cut off these shackles?"

This tone ...... is too arrogant, Xiaoyaozi raised his eyebrows.

"Can you use your sword to cut off these shackles?"

The boy hissed and repeated his request.

Xiaoyaozi's long and delicate eyebrows are upturned, this is a bold child who is not afraid of death!

He took two steps forward, and the sword light swiped several times in front of the young man like lightning, and the iron shackles made of stainless steel immediately turned into several pieces.

The young man's hands shook a few times, and the half-cut shackles on his wrists fell to the ground, and the free hands suddenly became painful, and he sneered and gasped for air.

"Can you stand up?"

Xiaoyaozi crossed his hands forward and asked lightly.

"Yes!"

The boy took a breath, leaned against the wall with one hand, and stood up tremblingly, the look on his face was ugly, because the slightest movement of the wound on his body hurt, and it hurt fiercely, but he still gritted his teeth and stood up.

Xiaoyaozi looked the young man up and down, this scattered clothes were very different from the luxury of the palace, and he said slowly: "You are a slave of the palace?"

"I'm not a slave of the palace yet, I was brought into the palace this evening with them, and the handover procedures have not been completed, so I am not a slave of the palace. ”

Xiaoyaozi's cold eyes swept over the pile of wreckage underground, and a faint sense of guilt swept over his unwavering face.

It seems that making a move too quickly is sometimes not a good thing!

Xiaoyaozi coughed a few times to suppress the emotions surging in his heart, and said to the young man: "Oh..... Then you are free now, Uncle has killed enough today, you get out of here. ”

The young man's waist was straight, and he looked at Xiaoyaozi in a daze, as if he was also exploring Xiaoyaozi, and Xiaoyaozi couldn't help but be stunned.

This kid's gaze, the thief is bright!

"Do you have martial arts? can you use a sword?"

"Of course. ”

Xiaoyaozi touched his smooth jaw: "If I don't know how to use a sword, why do I need to wear a sword?"

The young man took two steps forward and knelt at his feet with weak knees: "Then I ask you to teach me how to use a sword! ”

Xiaoyaozi laughed loudly and kicked the young man into a somersault: "What an arrogant boy, why do you want to teach you to use a sword?"

The boy rolled on the ground twice, he lay on the ground with his hands, and struggled to stand up: "Because I want to learn the sword, I want to kill the people who have bullied me, so I want to learn the sword." ”

"Who bullied you?"

"Nine Roads Villa. ”

Xiaoyaozi's almost transparent pupils suddenly contracted into sharp points: "Jiudao Villa?

"No matter how hard it is, I'm going to gnaw him off, senior, please teach me swordsmanship. ”

"Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know. ”

"I'm a killer, a killer, you know what a killer is?"

"I don't know, but I'll learn slowly. ”

"A killer is a murderer who takes killing as a profession, as long as he receives a commission from his employer, even if someone wants to kill your mother, you have to kill him, do you know?"

"My mother has long since died, and all my relatives have died...... This one is out of the way. No one will pay me to kill them, and if there is, I will kill the person who paid first!"

Xiaoyaozi laughed, this kid is interesting!

"How old are you?"

"Seventeen, three months away from turning eighteen. ”

"Seventeen ......."

Xiaoyaozi looked carefully at the boy who claimed to be seventeen years old, and then he realized that this kid was a little taller than himself.

"Isn't it too late to learn swords at this age?"

"It's not too late...... It's not too late, as long as you are willing to teach, I can learn!"

Xiaoyaozi walked around the boy twice, and he nodded in satisfaction.

He is more than forty years old this year, if he got married at the age of eighteen and gave birth to a child in his twenties, his son should be as old as this young man.

"Name?"

"Xiong Chen. ”

"Xiong Chen, okay, what do you do on weekdays?"

"Cooking rice and boiling water, washing and sweeping the floor, raising pigs and chickens......"

Xiaoyaozi laughed, these chores needed a young and strong boy to undertake, he strode out of the house, and a cold voice came slowly from the wind and rain: "Keep up, bear boy, as long as you are willing to learn, I will teach you." ”

Xiong Chen's eyes were shining, his footsteps moved, and he followed Xiaoyaozi's figure into the torrential rain.