After Chu Xianzhao and Shen Chuxia changed into the wet clothes, they asked her to find Shen Huayu, who was also sad, and the three siblings sat around for lunch.

During this period, Chu Xianzhao drank a lot of wine, and the wine of the Southern Continent was sweet, but if he drank too much, he would go up, and unconsciously the scarlet mark on his brow slowly appeared, and there was a sad hesitation between his eyebrows and eyes, and finally he fell drunk on the wine table, as if he was drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows.

After he got drunk, the two sisters sent him to Shen Huayu's room nearby and let him take a comfortable nap.

The warm fragrance wafting on the girl's bed, smelling and smelling very comfortable, and I had a long dream during the period.

This time he did not dream of the tragic death of Hua Youyue under the rain of arrows, nor did he see the thousands of ships with black flags on the sea, until he woke up, the sky was already dark.

After a good night's sleep, he left Shen Huayu's room, returned to his small courtyard, and dragged out a bronze sword box from under the bed.

There was also a bronze bookcase and a wooden box containing the Great Qin Dragon robe and jade belt under the bed, which he placed deeper under the bed, as if he had temporarily forgotten his past self.

In the end, he only carried the bronze sword box, hung two long swords from his waist, held up a black paper umbrella, did not say goodbye to anyone, and strode out of the gate of the Shen family's manor.

The entire Sunset City was in a white rain curtain, the raindrops fell like soybeans and shattered on the ground, and the air was filled with a crisp smell that would last until it was covered by the heavy smell of blood.

Yamamoto is worry-free because of the snow's white head, and Amamoto is worry-free because of the rain and tears.

This pouring rain was not caused by God, but mourned for the enemies who were about to die at his hands, for hundreds of people would die by his sword tonight.

He once ran away from Lin'an City with Ying Liyang like a mourning dog, and the first thing he told himself after coming to Luoyang City was that he would never let anyone expel him.

Because he has no way out, he will either die on the land of Nanlu, or he will ascend the throne of Nanlu and lead thousands of troops and horses to fight against Chu Xiaohua and avenge Hua Youyue's tragic death.

He wants to give justice to that poor woman, and some remorse must be washed away with blood, with his blood, or Chu Xiaohua's blood.

He may die on this path, and those who will become his enemies are strong, but he does not think that he will not be able to defeat them, because those who are willing to help him are also strong, and now he is going to defeat those who hurt them.

He wants to be stronger than all of them, and in today's bloody battle, even if he is alone, he believes that he can defeat them.

Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go.

The white-haired man with the sword box on his back walked in the wind and rain with a hideous smile, holding a large black umbrella in his right hand, and the double swords at his waist followed him

Entering and swaying, it is like an ice-field wolf in the snow-capped mountains of the Northland who dares to fight the black blind man single-handedly.

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The lower reaches of the Qinhuai River is the slum area of Luoyang Xicheng, where the buildings are low and dilapidated, all kinds of rancid smells waft from the streets to the alleys, the idlers and stall walkers who are abducted and abducted pass by, and the coquettish sounds of various scenes at night are resounding through the streets, and the environment is naturally extremely bad.

Recently, because of the continuous rain, there are few pedestrians in the city, and occasionally two stray dogs can be seen lying under the eaves to hide from the rain, and a solemn coolness invades the entire street, except for the sound of the rain hitting the bluestone, other sounds are difficult to hear.

Because of the proximity to the martial arts, there are many more swordsmen in the rivers and lakes in Luoyang City, and it is not possible to walk the rivers and lakes without swordsmanship without silver, and there are many of these swordsmen who are extremely vicious.

They did not dare to attack the powerful people who had masters to follow them in the city, so they specially selected those weak merchants who did not have a big backing, and even some swordsmen who traveled together could not escape the evil hands.

For a while, headless corpses could be seen everywhere after sunset, which made the people in the city tremble, but they were powerless to deal with these sword bandits.

The name of this street is Silk Street, a very graceful and natural name.

After tonight, the mountains of corpses and the rain of blood on this street may change people's impression of this street.

In the milky white rain and fog in the sky, many black-clothed walkers with swords chose to lie dormant in those alleys where the rain was slightly weaker, and at the moment Wei Jing had already torn his face with the Shen family, since the eldest lady was determined to make Chu Xianzhao the head of the Shen family, then these dead chess pieces that he secretly buried in Sunset City were all pushed into the battle.

Many of these dead soldiers were his right-hand men who sniped at the Longqing Commercial Bank back then, and for various reasons they could only live in the streets and alleys of the slums, and they could not show up when they saw the light, and now they were hiding in an orderly manner according to Wei Jing's instructions.

There were more than 300 unknown dead soldiers, and more than 700 workers in the trading house who were loyal to him, many of whom were proficient in swordsmanship and martial arts.

There are also more than 200 outlaws of all kinds who were temporarily found, and they specially used their lives to consume Chu Xuanzhao's physical strength, and it was not a pity to die.

In the end, he also spent a high price to invite the dead filthy wolf discord that made the swordsmen of the rivers and lakes frightened, just to kill Chu Xuanzhao and one person!

Wei Jing pushed all the hole card power out of the water, and if he didn't succeed, he would become a benevolent.

The governor named Uncle Dog stood behind Wei Jing holding a black umbrella and asked uneasily, "Is it necessary to mobilize so many people to deal with that wild seed?" You also found the people of the Dead Wolf Sect, you must know that most of them are wanted by the imperial court, what if we break the law?"

Wei Jing snorted coldly and said, "Law, the law you and I have violated is enough for you and my family to die thousands of times, so."

The law is just the family law of his Zhao family's dragon family, if this time we can get rid of that illegitimate child and get the business house from Zhang Yan's hands, and completely turn the business house into an imperial businessman, are you still worried that the emperor will not reward us for our feats?"

Uncle Dog stopped talking, and his face was still pale.

Wei Jing put his hand on his shoulder, and said softly: "You and I are brothers who have worked hard in a small village, since we have come to this point, then there is absolutely no regret medicine to take, after tonight, we will either be crowned marquis and worship the prime minister, or die in the prison of the criminal department, people from humble backgrounds like us, if we want to get power from the hands of the prince, it is not enough to work hard, we have to stick our heads to the butcher's knife to go down to Bo Na life, if you want to get ahead, or die." ”

Wei Jing said to himself: "I admit that Shen Sanqian treats us well, but this wild seed has forced us into a corner, if we don't do it, we will be eliminated by him, in this case, it is better to break the net, the Shen family business firm must not fall into the hands of that illegitimate son, just because a bloodline is like getting something that others can't get in their lives, there are many natural things in the world, but this matter should not be counted among them." ”

Uncle Dog sighed softly, his eyes always stared at the end of Silk Street, and said, "How many people do you say that wild species will bring?"

Wei Jing said with a solemn expression: "I don't know, I'm afraid that the people brought will not be less than us, and there is also an old boxer in the Shen family manor, just if you want to kill him, the price you pay will never be smaller than the price of killing this bastard, and we will be more than lucky tonight." ”

Raindrops the size of soybeans fell from the sky, making a crackling sound on the umbrella surface, and finally fell like a curtain, splashing a layer of light-colored mist on the ground.

It was raining heavily on the streets, and the chill around was even more bone-chilling.

In this white scene like a line of heaven and earth, I don't know when, a black umbrella appeared that cut through the rain curtain.

Under the umbrella there is a distinct figure that is not so harmonious.

There was a dead silence around the streets, a scene that shocked the governors who held up their black umbrellas and the nearly a thousand dead and outlaws behind them.

There are no thousands of evil slaves with swords in front of them in front of them, you must know that Shen Sanqian liked to take the evil slaves out to drink when he was young, and if he didn't agree with him, he ordered the evil slaves to beat people, and the robe he was wearing at this time was exactly the same as the golden toad brocade robe that Shen Sanqian had worn.

This black umbrella is not very big, if other people are allowed to walk in the wind and rain, it will inevitably end up half soaked, but at this time, the rain can not stain half of his robe, as if a little afraid to scatter.

Chu Xianzhao walked from the Shen family's manor to Xiushui Street, but it gave him the feeling that he was walking from top to bottom, just like the attitude of the people here trying to climb up.

A smile on his face

It's terrifying, wind and rain, standing at the end of the road like a husband.

After the killing, find a place to bury the body casually, and then let the heavy rain wash the soil for a few hours, even the blood will be washed away by the rain, as if this person had never been in the world.

Wei Jing couldn't help but gasp, he didn't expect this wild seed to be so arrogant, saying that he would come alone, but he felt a trace of inexplicable relaxation in his heart.

At this moment, he realized that he might really be a man who was qualified to be the head of the Shen family, and he would never break his promise.

In a terrible silence, they found that at the end of the road there was only this man with an umbrella carrying a sword box and two swords at his waist, and no one appeared behind him, only a curtain of rain.

After a long silence, after Wei Jing confirmed that there was only one person here, the dead soldiers and fanatics hiding in the streets and alleys no longer hid their whereabouts, and the grinding sound of various long swords slowly drawing out their scabbards, accompanied by the sound of the soles of their feet trampling on the pool, resounded throughout the street.

Seeing hundreds of black-clothed sword-wielding sword-wielding swordsmen slowly walking out of the alley, forming a situation of encirclement.

Chu Xianzhao was instantly surrounded by enemies from all directions, and he didn't have the slightest worry in his heart, but was a little surprised by the choice made by Wei Jing.

They would rather find someone to kill them than have a good talk with themselves, it seems that they have really done a lot of things that should not be done behind the back of the entire Shen family in private.

Just as Chu summoned the fugue, he saw that the principals also walked out, staring at him deadly.

Compared with the previous submissive appearance, now they are like lambs in wolf's clothing, and they can't help but show their teeth and claws to themselves.

Nearly a thousand characters from Sunset City appeared on this street, which was not spacious but by no means narrow, just to kill this illegitimate son of Shen Sanqian, but in the face of such a scene, Chu Xianzhao took a deep breath, stared at Wei Jing who was standing under the black umbrella, and said softly: "Lord Wei, forget it." ”

Forget it......

Chu Xianzhao's fluttering words suddenly made the nearly thousand people on the street feel dumbfounded, now he is surrounded by them, even if you put on your wings, you can't run out, at this moment, he is actually ashamed to ask them to surrender.

Wei Jing stared hatefully at the white-haired man holding a black umbrella, and the tone in which he said this was so natural, as if he was the one who had the chance to win.

But he is also brave, so brave that he is a little reluctant to kill this child, if he is willing to compromise with himself, let him be the president of the Shen family's firm, whether he is a martial artist or a Shen Sanqian like in the past, the Shen family will only be stronger, but unfortunately he sees himself as a thorn in the flesh, after tonight, one of the two of them must disappear into Sunset City.

One of the principals said viciously: "Young master, it's really not that we deliberately targeted you, it's that you really went too far, you should know very well what it means not to offend the public, you just took over the power of the business house from the eldest lady, you want to check our old background, and you want to sweep us all out." In that case, don't blame us for being rude to you! There is the eldest lady standing behind you, and there are people behind us!"

Chu Xianzhao smiled and said, "I just want to know who is behind you, why did the Shen family's four million taels of silver disappear every year for no reason, and where did this money go?"

When the man saw that he despised himself so much, he couldn't help but cry out angrily, "Tonight I want to see how you can get out, and see who can save you!"

The corners of Chu Xianzhao's mouth curled slightly: "You don't have to guess how I got out, but after today, don't think that you can see the sun tomorrow." ”

With such a huge disparity in numbers, it seemed that anyone would die in their crowd tactics, but they knew in their hearts that the disciples who could be favored by Qing'an Longxian did not dare to say that they had won this battle before they could penetrate his heart with the weapons in their hands.

Chu Xianzhao said softly: "Lord Wei thinks that it is useful if there are many people? A herd of sheep cannot hunt lions, this is a truth that children understand. ”

Wei Jing looked at Chu Xianzhao and said coldly: "Yes, we are sheep that can be killed at any time in your eyes, you nobles will always be high-ranking existences, but you should know what it means not to offend the public, we respect your father is Shen Sanqian and are willing to respect you a little, but as soon as you take the position, you want to cut off our back road, even after Shen Sanqian dies, you still think that you are an existence above us, then don't blame us for dealing with you." ”

Chu Xianzhao suddenly smiled and said: "Let me correct what I said just now, you are not sheep, sheep are much more loyal than you, you are just rats living in the gutter, everyone shouts and dies when they see the light." ”

Seeing that he humiliated and despised himself so much, Wei Jing's face suddenly changed drastically, pointed at his face, and shouted angrily: "Okay, good, good, since you think your strength is so good, I want to see how you survive tonight!"

Chu instantly looked at Wei Jingkang's angry face and gently threw out such a question.

Have you ever thought about the consequences of killing me?"

"Aren't you Shen Sanqian's wild seed?" the governor named Uncle Dog pointed at him and shouted.

Chu Xianzhao said: "I am the only disciple of Qing'an Longxian and the only friend of the little grandfather Zhao Yunlong, Xiao Wangye asked me to call him uncle in private, if these people know about it, if you and I are fighting on Silk Street now, what do you think they will do?"

This sentence made the fanatics on Silk Street start to riot a little, Wei Jing's face was slightly cold, and he said calmly: "After we turn the Shen family business firm into an imperial businessman, His Majesty the Emperor will thank us." ”

Chu Xianzhao immediately shook his head and said, "He maybe."

I will thank you, but the other three may not feel that way, after tonight, all of you will die here, how will the world change in the future...... I don't have anything to do with you anymore!"

Wei Jing's face twitched again, snatched Uncle Dog's umbrella, and slammed it into the rain, letting the heavy rain soak his hard-to-buy high-grade brocade robe, and roared: "The Shen family business house is ours, and the world of Sunset City will also be ours in the future...... Just kill your superfluous wild seed...... Everything is ours. ”

"The Shen family firm will always belong to the Shen family, and I am not Shen Sanqian's son...... is his ally. ”

As soon as these words came out, the storm dissipated.

After he came to Falling Sun City, everyone believed that this illegitimate son of the Shen family, who was dormant outside Falling Sun City, was a wonderful move by Shen Sanqian that surprised everyone.

Shen Sanqian raised him outside Luoyang City since he was a child, and let the swordsmanship master teach him superb swordsmanship, and now he turned into a dragon as soon as he entered Luoyang, not only defeated Zhu Zhai, the prince of the Zhejiang and Han Dynasty, but also launched a cruel purge of those principals as soon as he took the throne, and his wrist was ruthless and did not lose Shen Sanqian when he was young.

At this moment, Wei Jing and the principals behind him were all stunned, and they were so shocked by his words that they couldn't say a word.

Chu Xuan looked at them all with shocked expressions, a relieved smile appeared on his face, and there was a little coldness in his eyes.

"Okay, that's all there is to say about my relationship with Shen Sanqian, there is no need for dead people to know too many secrets. ”

Chu Xianzhao dropped the black umbrella, untied the sword box behind him, and revealed a smile that a lost girl did not pay for her life,

"You remind me of many people and things, of those who died at my hands, of the faces of some of you...... It's actually very similar to them. ”

Chu Xianzhao stood the Apocalypse Sword Box on the ground, slowly twisted the hidden buckle on the sword box, and pulled out the "Green Dragon" and "White Tiger" from the sword box

The green dragon is an upright sword, and the white tiger is an ancient sword with a length of nearly five feet, obviously it is more suitable to use these two weapons to deal with the crowd, like a murderous windmill dancing and fighting in the crowd.

At the moment when he grasped the hilt of his sword, his white hair, which was soaked in rain, rushed to the sky, and the rain that fell on him shook away from him like a bursting bubble, forming a hazy white mist.

The inside of his eyes was no longer pure purple, like purple thunder suddenly flashing in the dark clouds, dark purple and deep.

Only Chu Xianzhao knew that after he had experienced so many trials of life and death, the self in his heart had not abandoned his childhood self, but now he had reached some kind of reconciliation with him, and the little boy who had been buried by him had returned at this time, gradually becoming one with his current self with terrifying power.

With a hideous smile, the qi in his body suddenly soared, as if something was about to wake up from his body, and the rain that fell on his body was immediately evaporated into mist, and his skin was red

It looks like coal that has just been taken out of the furnace.

Wei Jing and the others could only see the cold purple pupils in the white mist, and in their ears was the harsh sound of the sword blade dragging the bluestone slab, as if facing a madman who was approaching step by step.

The next scene made everyone present frightened.

An extremely long sword aura suddenly appeared in the rain and mist, accompanied by a beast-like roar.

Chu instantaneously began to speed up and run, and one person with two swords broke through the rain and fog, and swept away in the posture of a god throwing a steel whip.

As far as the sword qi reached, the body was completely broken.

Rain and fog return!

(End of chapter)