The banquet where the Dragon Slayer King entertained the Quartet monarch and his wife and the old bachelors has ended, and the Quartet monarch and his wife originally had the intention of staying overnight, but after the banquet was over, they found the Dragon Slayer King to say goodbye to him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIn this banquet, the various forces were wary of each other, but they tacitly let the banquet end peacefully in various courtesies. The kings and queens of the Quartet countries did their best on the mountain roads guarded by soldiers along the way, and they laughed and talked about the taste of which dish at the banquet just now, but it was bitter for Luo Jingming behind them, he was disabled and hungry and thirsty, and all the actions he could make at this time were unconsciously reflecting his pain, and the whole person was entangled and had to roll slowly like a silkworm chrysalis to barely keep up with the couple.

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The old bachelor ghost left the room that the dragon slayer had arranged for him, he looked at the night sky, came to a place that was open and secluded enough, and sat cross-legged on the ground. He took out a roll of letter paper from his bosom, a slender pen, moistened the tip of the pen on his tongue, and his eyes widened, as if he were recording something by the light of the moon.

Although the camp and castle of the dragon slayer army were brightly lit, the old bachelor walked out of the lamp and only asked for a piece of moonlight, just because this familiar and cold moonlight could not only reach people's wishes, but also understand people's hearts. His pen brushed on the paper, and the silence of the place, which had just taken over, was silenced by the sound of footsteps coming from behind him.

The first person, wearing a luxurious robe, wearing a high crown with wave patterns, standing with his hands in his hands, upright and generous. The overlord temperament exuded all over his body is not half a point weaker than the most noble king of the Dragon Slayer Army.

"Stand down!" the man whispered. As soon as he finished speaking, a group of young men and women dressed as attendants and servants who had followed him scattered, as if they had followed each other in the direction of the Dragon Slayer Army. The man waited for the footsteps to dissipate before he stepped forward and asked, "Your Excellency is the old man of Zhiwu Tai Sui Zou?"

A sentence landed, the old bachelor's writing voice became clear again, he actually never stopped writing, after hearing this sentence, the old bachelor turned the page and said: "Hmm...... What are you looking for me? I don't know you. An impression from the banquet flashed through his mind: after the Dragon Slayer King, the Quartet Monarch and his wife and the group of heroes were all seated, he saw the soldiers of the Dragon Slayer Army who had set up a tent outside carry out ten bizarre shapes of several cases, which were arranged symmetrically and symmetrically between the chairman's guest seat and the left and right.

The two cases closest to the Dragon Slayer King, the one on the left seems to be decorated with layers of long and hard feathers, just between these feathers, two blood-red gems are like a pair of shrewd and fierce eyes, peeking at the possible threat in front of the owner behind the case, and its strange shape lies in supporting its three legs, two parallel thin and long, and the other is hanging down from between the pair of "eyes", like the sharp beak of a bird and beast. In a trance, it is like a seabird resting on the ground, ready to spread its wings again at any time.

After looking at the one on the right again, after an exclamation, the word "shark" could almost blurt out. The cheeks that seemed to be constantly moving on both sides, the pair of calm eyes that contained murderous intent, the mouth that opened slightly into a slit but could glimpse the rows of jagged shark teeth, and the shark fins on the back of the chest like a scimitar, did not make people feel half abrupt...... It's all lifelike, lifelike and vivid.

Although the rest of the cases are equally ingenious, they are not as intuitive and vivid as Fangcai's "seabirds" and "sharks". If the first two can be perceived through a few cases, the characteristics of the people who should sit behind some cases, then the other ones, do not see their owners, and I don't know what the design of the cases refers to, which may reveal the difference between the dragon slayer king and their intimacy, "familiar or not" determines whether the impression expressed in the design of these cases is clear or vague.

The old bachelor knew that these cases around the dragon slayer king must belong to the important roles in his dragon slaying army, because he saw that the "prophet", "white prince", "cold girl", and "king protector" he had seen before had already taken their seats in them, but there were several cases where the owners did not show up until the end of the banquet, and even the "seabirds" and "sharks" that the dragon slayer king might know best......

The old bachelor thought for a long time, but he didn't realize that the pen in his hand had stopped for a long time, although he didn't look back, he still remembered that the person who came should have not gone up the mountain before the dragon slaying army, but appeared in the strange cases under the dragon slayer king, but he couldn't think of what he had to do with him.

The man sighed softly and reminded tentatively, "More than fifty years ago, a dirt path outside Gooden City ......"

He waited and waited again, but all he waited for was the old bachelor's constant doubts.

"Senior......" the man called out plaintly, "even if you are a god from heaven, you should not be frivolous in the years when mortals like us love to care!" But in fact, he is just an old man who is too old, at such an age, he still has to run around for power and scheming, even if his family is rich and powerful, but his emotions and will are really much weaker than he shows.

"Oh!oh!!" exclaimed the old bachelor, patting his thigh, "you were the thief back then, right?"

The man sighed with relief behind him, and the old bachelor breathed a sigh of relief, and found that the pen he had stopped was dry again, and he moistened the tip of the pen with his tongue and began to record. He tore off the page he had written in front of him and threw it away, and now compared to what he was going to write next, the previous ones were just some nonsense to relieve boredom.

While the old bachelor was excited, his old man who had to take some time to recognize the old man was another kind of excitement, the old bachelor thought that the road ahead would be smooth because of this night, but the old man who wanted to call the old bachelor "senior" only wanted to look back on his past.

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On a muddy road, an old man drove a donkey cart in the direction of his home, and on the cart sat a young woman dressed plainly dressed and handsome, with a lot of things piled up beside her, and she had to endure the bumps while taking care of the things in the cart so that they would not be upside down and messy. As a result, she seemed a little irritable.

Suddenly, only a "plop" sound was heard, and several boxes and objects piled up around the woman shook out of the car and fell into the mud. The woman couldn't figure out the situation for a while, but the old man didn't pay much attention to it, and let an abrupt stone turn the car upside down, and she was about to complain to the old man, but a hand reached behind her and covered her mouth tightly. The woman subconsciously struggled as hard as she could, closed her eyes and waved her legs, ignoring the coldness on her neck, and when the things on the car flew everywhere, the old man realized that something was wrong, looked back, and sat on the ground in fright.

A grizzled young man stood behind the woman, a dagger in the young man's hand, pressed against the woman's neck, the former's expression was becoming more and more irritated, and the latter was struggling more and more fiercely. The old man didn't dare to move, but he was afraid that there would suddenly be a terrifying blood groove on the woman's snow-white neck.

Suddenly several figures poured out from all around, surrounding the old man and the donkey cart in the middle, and seeing that the young man who had kidnapped the woman was ignoring the group, the old man knew that they should be in a group. I don't know if she was frightened by this group of people, or she realized that she was being held to the throat by a knife, and the woman gave up resisting, she naturally had the strength of a fierce woman, but at this time, when she thought of what she was going to do, she could only cry red with her eyes, and begged for compassion from the person holding the butcher's knife like a lamb to the slaughter.

"Hero!" the old man found the strongest and thickest man in the group at a glance, and the old man sitting on the ground raised his buttocks, and before he could stand up, he turned his legs and knelt down towards the man and said: "You can take these things and this donkey at will, but you must not hurt my daughter! She has been suffering with me since she was born, and I only picked a good husband for her the day before yesterday." The old man knows that you should have a hard time falling into the grass, but if my duty suffers this kind of suffering for no reason, I can't turn a blind eye when I want to come to heaven! May you be merciful and let my father and daughter go today, and there will be good fortune and good fortune in the coming day!"

After speaking, the old man kept kowtowing. The leader, who was identified by him at a glance, ignored him, but stared at the woman with straight eyes, he pushed away the accomplice who held the woman hostage, lifted the woman's chin, and carefully studied the woman's crying face, his eyes did not hesitate to pity his own love.

"Old fellow!" the leader asked him calmly, "to which family have you betrothed your daughter?"

The old man raised his head and said slowly, "Yes...... The second son of Wang Yuan's family. He frowned and looked at the leader, not knowing if the three words "Wang Yuanwai" could deter him, but he saw that the leader suddenly laughed, and the old man was a little panicked with his laughter.

"Not good, not good!" the leader shook his head, "You better go and put this family business off again!" Just say ......" The leader's voice suddenly decreased, but his lips and tongue moved as usual, and the old man suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, and he got up and walked over, and asked, "What do you tell me to say......"

"Let's just say that I'm Zhao Wei! There is a lack of a lady who presses the village!" It turned out that the previous loss of voice was just a small trick, and the leader suddenly shouted loudly, the old man was startled, and took a few steps back, but this Zhao Wei calmly raised his hand, and a cold light came out of his hand, killing the old man.

The old man was furious, knowing that this group of bandits were seeking money and lust, and even more wanted to harm people's lives, he also risked his life and did not want to let people eat meat. The old man rushed over with his eyes closed, but the fierce cold light only passed by him......

Seeing this, Zhao Wei was already stunned in place, and the old man who rushed over slapped his face fiercely with a leather whip that drove a donkey, and soon left a mark of not light color. Zhao Wei's subordinates didn't expect to stop the old man, they were really shocked more than the leader, not only Zhao Wei's own miss, but also the courage of this old man with divine help.

When he came to his senses, the old man had snatched his daughter from the carriage and told her to flee to the city as soon as possible and find officers and soldiers to deal with the bandits. After all the things that should be explained were explained, and after taking another look at the back of his daughter when she fled, the old man raised his leather whip and turned around to prepare for his daughter to fight for a moment of life.

But before the leather whip he raised had time to fall, Zhao Wei, who was the first to chase him, punched him in the face, and the old man fell to the ground in response, Zhao Wei still didn't feel relieved, and stepped on the old man with two feet. At this time, everyone else had already caught up, Zhao Wei pointed to the direction of the woman's escape and shouted: "Give me to chase her!" After speaking, he was not sure whether his subordinates could catch up, so he grabbed the slowest runner among his subordinates, pointed to the old man lying on the ground and gritted his teeth and said, "You come to serve him!" After speaking, Zhao Wei jumped up and stepped in front of everyone.

The person who was captured by Zhao Wei to understand the old man looked at Zhao Wei's figure jumping up and down, but he was a little stunned in his heart, he had never killed anyone, even if he had a strong killing intent in the past, he would never be a person who had no grievances and no hatred. He held the dagger tightly with both hands, his body trembled uncontrollably, and the old man who had just received Zhao Wei's punch and kick in front of him slowly opened his eyes again, and saw the dagger hanging on his body, the old man stretched out his hand, but not to resist, but to cover his eyes, waiting for the fatal knife to take away his last breath.

But the person holding the knife couldn't stab hard, he was at a loss, and looked in the direction of his accomplices, but what he saw at a glance was neither Zhao Wei and the others who successfully captured the woman, nor did the woman successfully escape......

Zhao Wei flipped back with a fight, his expression was a little panicked, he caught a glimpse of the old man still breathing, and only urged flatly: "Why don't you hurry up and do it?" Zhao Wei continued: "This is nothing! Otherwise, you should take the first step...... If you're afraid of losing your life here. The man who raised the knife still didn't react, Zhao Wei sneered and scolded: "It's really stupid!" After glancing at the old man, his eyes never turned for half a minute, only staring at the figure on the road ahead, who was slowly walking step by step.

Chasing an unarmed woman, his subordinates with weapons were naturally full of confidence and confidence, but before they could catch up with the woman, they met this uninvited guest, he suddenly killed from the side of the road, and took everyone's lives one after another like a bamboo, if it weren't for Zhao Wei feeling his murderous aura and getting out with light skills, he would have been in a general situation like corpses falling at his feet.

"What a fast knife!" Zhao Wei exclaimed, because the person came slowly, it was considered to leave Zhao Wei space to think, thinking that in an instant, that person could kill all of them, and no one could react except himself, so that the sound of weapon handover or screaming and wailing could not be heard, and only the sound of the knife in the hand of the man cutting flesh and touching the bones made Zhao Wei feel the imminent killing machine.

Zhao Wei narrowed his eyes and looked carefully, "It turned out to be your ......" He recognized the identity of the person who came, and the original fear disappeared, "Even if you have a difficult knife technique to find an opponent! But if you want to compete with my Zhao Wei's flying knife, you are really self-deceiving!" Zhao Wei's expression was much more relaxed, he had already seen the knife skills of the people who came over, and his feelings at that time were just the impression of "recklessness" and "simplicity", in general, no matter how fast his knife skills were, he should only be restrained by his own flying knife skills.

The person who came was unmoved, and said calmly: "Come!

Zhao Wei's eyes widened suddenly, and as soon as his two legs were exerted, the whole person rushed forward. Not to be outdone, the knife man put his backhand in front of his chest, and took a vigorous step to meet it straight.

With both hands in unison, the sudden strong wind propped up Zhao Wei's robe, and four life-threatening cold lights shot towards the knife man. These four flying knives have condensed Zhao Wei's lifelong learning, although he has enough confidence in dealing with this knife, and he can't help but sweat his palms with nervousness at this moment, but once the flying knives have been released, they can't control it, just like he let himself charge like an arrow from the string, the end of this dispute is doomed.

Looking at the knife man who suddenly stopped in front of him, a trace of joy surged into Zhao Wei's heart,

"Cheng ...... Is it done?"

A smile gradually appeared on his face, but the next moment he crashed into his opponent's blade, this knife pierced through his chest, killing him with one blow, he may have realized his mistake, but the smile did not have time to change into a look that could reflect his frustration and helplessness. The knife man pulled out his knife and glanced at Zhao Wei's smiling face, but this time he couldn't get half a point of joy when he defeated him. He will go on his way, for there is now only one man standing in his way.

Although his eyes had avoided the knife, the person who raised the knife was still trembling, and for the first time when he was young, he knew what kind of "killing intent" was, it was a chill that could not be dispelled under the residual light of the setting sun. "Hold the butcher's knife that kills", "A reliable leader who has missed repeatedly", and "The knife who has eliminated all his accomplices and is coming to take his own life...... Fear is like a boiling river, like a collapsing sky, and the person who raises the knife is not collapsing and falling to the ground, but dementia and madness. It is difficult to describe his hideous face at that time, but he suddenly had the courage and determination to stab the old man with the knife in his hand.

Only in this way can he die peacefully under the sword of the swordsman as a "wicked man", and only in this way can he be worthy of his "big brother" and his companions in the journey after death...... This irrational instinctive reaction, he will be proud of himself in the future, proud that he has not "lost his temper" in the last days of being a "wicked person", and he is glad that the murderous knife has never really harmed the old man's life.

I don't know where the clenched hands collided, and a force caused him to fall to the ground on his back. The frenzied afterglow quickly subsided on the soft earth, and in a trance, he saw his fingers clasped together and his hands flying through the air like kicked balls, and now the knife of the other knife hung to control his life and death, and the blood that dripped from his own knife - both his accomplices and his own.

The fear that can be endured has reached the limit, and the consciousness of the person who raised the knife can no longer be awakened by more fear. But I heard an easy-going voice from behind the knifeman:

"Forget it!"

The knife man put away his knife and turned to check on the old man's condition. The madness of the young knife-wielding man had faded, and he could gradually feel the pain, and the heart-rending cries showed that he was still alive. And the one who left him alive with a word just now, and now leans down to take care of him, is an old bachelor who was not half young fifty years ago.