Two hundred and twenty-three The Fall of Apart Thirty-two

The man holding the silver-white knife ignored the other party's words, he only frowned slightly, "What are you bringing me here for?" You don't just want to talk about this, do you? ”

"Oh," the man standing on the eaves pouted, and said indifferently, "I just want to know if you can keep up with me." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Who are you?" The man asked.

"Xiang Yiming, the general of Dayu, but the child of Xiang Ke of Zhou Guo back then?" The man standing on the eaves asked rhetorically, his eyes teasing again.

As soon as this sentence fell, it undoubtedly set off a huge wave in Xiang Yiming's heart. Not many people know his identity, and now a masked man in black actually directly said his identity.

"Hehe, it seems to be true, people of the Oleg clan, I think that after that woman hears the news about you, she will also appear in the troubled times again." The man said leisurely, "It's so funny! ”

"They sent you?" Xiang Yiming narrowed his eyes, he remembered the other party's words back then. The Qingxuan woman has a fiery red fox logo on her robe.

"What? Do you mean fox women by "they"? The man shrugged, "I don't do anything for them, I just want to see the excitement." ”

"It's your business!" Hearing the other party say that he just wanted to see the excitement, Xiang Yiming took a sip lightly, and his figure shook on the eaves wall, and the whole person jumped to the opposite side of the man, and slashed through with a knife.

The move is sharp and seals the opponent's throat.

"Oh? Aren't you afraid that your weak skeleton can't support the madness in your blood? The moment Xiang Yiming swung the knife, the man chuckled, and his right hand moved instantly. He used a long-sharpened bamboo sword, with traces of cyan fallen leaves on the sword pattern, and the hilt was a polished bamboo lattice.

A sword blocked, the moment the sound of Zheng Zheng came out. The man stepped slightly, his body lightly avoiding the blade that slashed diagonally down his arm again.

"Very good knife technique." He sighed slightly, staring at Xiang Yiming with his eyes slightly closed, and as the two of them moved, the tiles under their feet were shattered a little bit, revealing the structure of the house below.

The two of them chased after me on the eaves, and when the man noticed the red blood marks spreading on Xiang Yiming's neck and face, the slender bamboo sword in his hand took advantage of the situation, and avoided Xiang Yiming's coherent knife style again and again.

"I'm not playing with you anymore, you're doing it yourself." The man laughed, jumped off the roof, clicked a few times on the street, and jumped to the opposite roof to stand still, he looked at Xiang Yiming, who was not chasing him, and looked at him from afar, and felt a chill in his heart.

If the two of them continue to fight, Xiang Yiming will not be able to control the power of the bloodline and enter a state of rage. The man believed that he couldn't take ten moves, and in his opinion, Xiang Yiming was a madman, and he didn't drag his hands directly, but fortunately, the other party still had reason.

Xiang Yiming stood on the other side of the man, his long hair moved with the cold wind, and his eyes were blood-red, but the whole person's expression did not look hideous. In the silence, the man opposite moved again and quickly left. He didn't chase it, but in an instant, he knelt on one knee on the roof, and the overlord knife in his hand stabbed open the tiles with a single knife, and cut into it with a single knife.

"Hmph, what a damn thing!" Xiang Yiming laughed at himself, a large amount of blood seeped out from his gums, he spit it out, looked up at the wind, and the long wind on his temples was messed up between his eyes.

With the opponent's move just now, he was confident that he would slash the opponent here. But the price to be paid was not what he wanted to see, as soon as he exerted his strength, he just felt a torrent in his veins, a torrent of murder, he longed for blood, he longed for battle, and he longed for the endless waving of the sword in his hand.

This feeling made Xiang Yiming afraid, he was afraid that one day he would not be able to control such a desire and become just a weapon that would kill.

"Ahem." Xiang Yiming closed his eyes and spit out blood again, he looked at the thick night in front of him, and finally felt that the other party was a little familiar, just now he just wanted to test the other party's moves, but unfortunately he didn't have any impression in his memory, "She is here, and all the questions in my heart may be solved!" Come on, the secrets that have been buried in my heart for more than ten years should be discovered. ”

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Unknownly

The next day. daybreak

Under the bamboo fence, a hen with a dozen chicks dug through the soil and found a few earthworms from the mud.

"Boom.. "The hen crowed excitedly.

"Meow.. "Meow" on the other side of the bamboo fence there is a black and white kitten, it lazily opened its eyes to look at the chickens, its eyes revealed a little boring, with its front paws to hammer its own beard and then stretched out its red tongue to lick its paws, lazily barked a few times.

There was a firewood door behind the bamboo fence, and with a rattling sound, the door was pushed open. A woman in a gray dress walked in with a thick bowl in her hand, calling for the chickens.

The chickens, led by the hens, rushed madly towards the woman and clucked. The kitten only screamed a few times when it saw the woman, and the sapphire's eyes were still lazy and arrogant.

The woman shook her head helplessly when she saw it, she had a lot of cats, but it seemed that every cat was like this.

In her helplessness, a long roar of a steed came from the faint mist of the morning light. She immediately looked out of the bamboo fence. Out of the mist galloped quickly a black horse, the bell that it was holding made a crisp sound.

On horseback was a woman in a silver-white cloak, she looked to be in her thirties, and her eyes were pure brown.

"Sister, the general in the Battle of Changping has the power of rage." The woman on horseback turned over and fell off the horse in front of Chai Fei, pushed the door open with both hands, strode in and walked to the woman's side, and hurriedly said, "We can basically confirm his identity." He didn't die. ”

When she said this, she immediately untied her cloak, revealing snow-white hair under her hat, "This is the more detailed information we collected from traveling to Chu and Yue along the known clues, sister, please take a look." ”

A pile of more than a dozen pages of flowery paper was handed to the woman. She looked at the paper, her eyes filled with tears, "Luo Shui, you mean my child is still alive, right?" ”

"Well, it's alive!" Luo Shui nodded heavily, and the hands holding the paper trembled at this moment, "Little boy, he is now the general of Dayu." ”

The woman took the paper, and when she looked through the information collected by the Yue Kingdom. Her gaze was fixed on a person's name, "Zhao Wuke, it turned out to be him!" How did I not think of it? ”

At the end of the words, the woman's voice trembled. When she successfully escaped from the family, she accidentally leaked the news of her child, which has always been a pain in her heart. In the first battle of Zhou Guomuye, she personally went to pick up her child and the man, but in the end she was still a step late, and when she arrived in Zhou, there was intermittent fire in the night within a kilometer; Half of the flags were burned; Dead soldiers who fell on chariots; The torn off Changge is inserted diagonally into the earth.

The state of Zhou fell, and the rumors left behind by the battlefield - her children and men also died.