Here is a large mass grave with a large number of graves, and the eight thieves who killed people and sold goods in the green forest lit up ghostly lights here. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A red-faced face with a blood-spurting face, Guan Wang Dao with no dragon and no moon in his hand actually closed his eyes and indulged in it, sniffing vigorously, "The smell of this dead man really makes my heart surge!"

A little thin man with a fish scale knife next to him accosted: "The boss loves to be blind and intoxicated." The dead here are buried in the earth. What's the smell of death?"

"Stupid. A long-legged man who seemed to be not weak in skill and held a thick-backed sharp-winged goose feather knife in one hand scolded with a smile, "The boss is talking about the smell of dead people, not the smell of rotting corpses." ”

"'Eight Knife Brothers'?" Lang Zi's lone jackal-like gaze swept over the faces of the eight people.

"Yo, it seems that our brother is really famous, and even the head of the Northwest Frontier One-Bladed Sect knows the name of our 'Eight Blades'. "A short cutter in the style of a kitchen knife in each hand, a short and stocky offspring is complacent.

"This is natural, no matter what 'bow, anchor, knife and gun', or what 'four fears of the cold family' and 'five joys', it is all a problem. Even if he 'scalded' come, he has to let us get a few points. A black-headed young man gestured to a three-blade ghost-headed knife with three tips in front of him, and he was even more boastful.

"You invited me with a note, did you just listen to your nonsense?" Lang Ziban looked tired of listening.

"Let's get down to business. A handsome little man with a three-pointed and two-edged knife said, "You cut off Bu Hu's head, right?"

Before Lang could answer.

"We were originally going to let the surnamed Bu join the gang, but he asked you to slaughter him, seeing that your knife skills are good, we don't care, but you have to replace Bu Hu to join us 'Eight Blades'. From now on, wouldn't it be nice for us to work hard together on the Green Forest Road and create a career?" said a white-faced young man who kept shaking the balls embedded in the grooves of the back of the rollerball knife in his right hand.

Lang snorted coldly, "Join you, be a robber, and when you become weak, others will rob you of your things." What do you guys think?"

"Then we will accept our fate. A long-pole elephant trunk knife with a knife head rolled upwards like an elephant's trunk, and the fat big man said in a rough voice, "The country is the king and the loser, and the green forest is the weak and the strong, this is the rule, and anyone has to abide by it." ”

"'The law of the jungle'. Which house is this rule?" Lang asked them as they arrived.

"We. The eight of them almost said in unison, and they simply used themselves as the chief scoop of the green forest underworld.

Lang was speechless when he heard it, they were not all the way to each other, and there was a way: words are not speculative for more than half a sentence.

At this time, the red-faced man who had never turned his face said to Lang himself: "Does Lang Shaomen think that we are just a lot of people and have no real talents, so we disdain to join us? I heard that Brother Lang has practiced the 'Tiger Wolf Knife' of the One-Bladed Gate to the point of commanding a high position. Our brothers are not talented, and we are willing to learn one or two from the stage. How about we compete with each other?"

"Do you need that Sven?" was the voice of the nine people here, "yes, it's Bibi." It's just that I'm the head of Lang Shao and I, and I'm going to kill you more first. ”

"The appearance of the Haitian Dart Bureau is successful!" The person of the "Eight Blades" suddenly recognized the person in blue.

"The Willow Knives you trained are in the way of our money, and you came to the door today. Sixth, let's go. It was the black-headed young man who spoke, and with him was a long-legged man, and the three-stick ghost head knife and the thick-backed sharp-winged goose feather knife forced Rong Qi.

Rong Qixin was not afraid, and as soon as he drew his knife, the weapon forced away the two moves of "Evil Ghost Rule" and "Steady Progress", "It's not fun, it's really not fun." The two of you are the material given for nothing, and two more will come up. ”

They were really obedient, and the fish scale knife of the little thin man and the ball knife of the white-faced young man and the second white-faced man immediately joined the battle.

"'Sharpen the knife without cutting firewood', I will take a few tricks with Brother Lang. The handsome little boy swung his three-pointed two-edged knife and came over.

"Are you also a knife?" Lang Ziban said as he drew a single knife to meet the enemy, his long hair fluttered, only adding chic and not adding cumbersomeness, and a little hanging made the handsome boy take two steps back.

The connoisseur stretches out his hand to know if there is one.

If you are not afraid of not knowing the goods, you are afraid of comparing goods.

At first, the red-faced people thought that Lang Ziban could win the "King Knife Chop" because Bu Hu had spent a lot of money in the past few years and didn't care about his body, so Lang Ziban took advantage of a loophole. This time, he came to defeat Lang Zi alone and make a name for himself. Of course, it is also true to invite Lang to join the gang, but if he defeats Lang and his boss, it will be difficult to protect his position overnight.

But now that he saw it, he completely denied his previous thoughts, including letting Lang Zi accompany him into the gang, and for this time, he had to use the method of group beating to kill Lang Zi Companion, so as not to be verbose in the future.

Thinking of this, as soon as he glanced at the big man and the fourth, Guan Wangdao slashed at Lang Zi's companion, and the elephant trunk knife also hooked Lang Zi's companion's calf.

The only thing that didn't move now was the little man's fifth child, I saw him divide a pair of short truncated knives, spread his back and put on a posture, but he didn't mean to step forward, a pair of thief eyes stared at the besieged Lang Ziban and Rongqi, jumping over at any time to sneak attack with all his might.

Lang Ziban looks very disadvantaged at this time, the weapon is short and light, and the battle against three long and heavy weapons should be at a disadvantage, but the truth is otherwise, Lang Ziban has a single knife like a tiger, like a wolf, as long as the three big knives touch it must be a burst of sparks.

Among them, Lang Ziban, who is as light as a weight, also has a focus on the enemy's strategy. Although the brute force of the elephant trunk knife is more than enough, it is not enough to be calm, and it only needs to let the front strength beat the stamina. As for the three-pointed two-edged knife, it is flexible and energetic, it is considered a foot, but he is not an expert in making this kind of knife, Lang Ziban can even conclude that he used to practice long-pole broadsword, but this three-pointed two-edged knife is definitely a weapon that has been changed within a year, I don't know what the reason, why bother to make him familiar with it and use it alive, so there will definitely be greenness in the moves. The most powerful thing is this bare-faced man with Guan Wang knife, the weapon in his hand weighs more than seventy catties, and a set of martial saint Guan Emperor left the "Spring and Autumn Knife Method" is extraordinary, and almost makes up for the shortcomings of the elephant trunk knife and the three-pointed two-edged knife one by one, so that the three people and three knives cooperate into a powerful force, which is obviously what they usually practice together, and it is by no means improvised today, although it is not a formation, but the power is not to let the enemy ignore it. Lang Ziban made up his mind, the red-faced man is like the formation gate, the formation gate is the focus of a battle formation, as long as he captures him, the lives of the three of them are at his disposal, and the ruthlessness of the "lonely jackal" has now arisen in his heart.

Although the "mastiff" has been talking and laughing from the beginning to the present, he has no heart to underestimate the enemy.

He has seen the characteristics of the four knives in front of him, the ball knife is arrogant, the three-stick ghost head knife is vicious, the fish scale knife is sleek, and the thick-backed sharp-winged goose feather knife is brisk, and it is difficult to deal with the white-faced young man who has no lancet in his eyes. As soon as Rong Qi thought of this, the owner of the ball knife was going to be unlucky, and he would have to affect his brothers.

Next, although Rong Qi's knife moves changed frequently, his mouth was still not idle, and he began to use his brains to kill the enemy after entering the Haitian Dart Bureau.

"Hey, what are you doing? A trick of 'poisonous scorpion needle' is two inches higher, and it was originally pierced in the ass but changed to stab the back of the waist, you better go back and learn from your master, and the shame is thrown into the bed. ”

A few words made the "Three Ghost Head Knife" so angry that his eyes were red, and his subordinates were even more ruthless.

"I said, how many years have you used this knife? Fish scale knife, fish scale knife, how many pieces of your fish scales are left, have you counted them? Don't you lose all your gambling money, use the fish scale knife to settle the account, and you are afraid that people will laugh at it, so you will make a broken knife and make trouble. Don't move to eat if you lose all of them! You don't have children? If you don't have children, you should have a daughter-in-law, right?" He meant that the "fish scale knife" sold his wife and son, it seems that the "fish scale knife" has a wife and children, otherwise he wouldn't want to cover up and pretend not to be angry so that Rong Qi could see it.

"Well, I said you're too annoying. Don't think I can't see it, you're all effortless. I know, don't you just want to save some strength to go to the kiln? Then you tell a few of your brothers! Who are you going to show here?" It seems that Rong Qi is not fighting an unprepared battle, and he has already learned some things about the "Eight Knife Brothers".

As soon as Rong Qi said that, the three pairs of eyes immediately glanced at the "Thick-backed Sharp-winged Goose Feather Knife", and he immediately didn't dare to slack off any longer, and the move was pressing, but it seemed that he didn't work hard just now, which made his brothers even more suspicious.

It can be seen that the others now do not have the extra strength to analyze the intentions of the adversary's move.

The "Ball Knife" was somewhat suspicious, but he had to concentrate on the enemy, and he had no time to remind the three men.

At this time, Rong Qi's knife moves were a little scattered, and he tilted his head to look at the balls in the back of the rollerball knife while playing, "The knife is not a rattle, and the 'boom' is not annoying." Although he said it to the "ball knife", he didn't look at him with a straight face.

"Rollerball Knife" moved in his heart, and the balls in his weapon danced even more loudly, but he forgot one thing, he was used to hearing the sound of balls when he practiced by himself, but he didn't expect the feelings of the rest of the people, after all, there were still his seven brothers here.

In this way, without the effort of the tea, the side of Rongqi became a three-stick ghost head knife, a thick-backed sharp-winged goose feather knife and a fish scale knife, and it became a scene where half of the strength of the lancet was dealing with the ball knife.

But the "ball knife" was proudly thinking that he was almost done, so he didn't notice the other three knives, only to see that he was as fast as a knife and as tight as a knife. And Rong Qi parried and stumbled. The "ball knife" is overjoyed, and a subtle "blowing horn and drum" is full of hope to win in one fell swoop. Rong Qi seemed to be afraid of this move, and retreated back with the three knives. "Ball Knife" into the knife, already felt the tip of the knife touch the opponent's clothes, but with this feeling, he made the knife's arm because of the old moves, was cut off by someone else's lancet, the blood light has collapsed, "Ball Knife" still can't believe that this is true, just when he was stunned, the falling arm has not touched the ground, was kicked by Rong Qi to the "Three Devil Head Knife".

Immediately, the arm with the ball knife was split, Rong Qi grabbed and flung it, and the ball knife flew into the "fish scale knife" with half of the arm, and when it hit, the ball in the back of the knife "rushed" to the position of the knife head, making its weight heavier. Although the "fish scale knife" pressed down with a weapon, it also went up vertically. But because it came too quickly, he still let the ball knife go deep into his lower abdomen and fell to the ground whining.

Just when the head of the "Fish Scale Knife" had not touched the ground, the "Three Ghost Head Knife" patronized the arm of the "Ball Knife", but he didn't see the blow of Rong Qi clearly, and the Tianling cover was split.

The "Thick-backed Sharp-winged Goose Feather Knife" was just about to rely on his light skills to escape, but the fish scale knife was picked up by the lancet and shot at his back like a strong bow and crossbow. He hurriedly threw the knife back, and hung up the fish scale knife with the iron goose feather on the back of the knife, and the three ghost head knives flew again, and he hurriedly jumped into the air to avoid another "swallow drilling clouds", but there was still a graceful lancet waiting for him in the place where he was ready to fall......

The move of that knife is called "Su Wu Shepherd", how many years Su Wu has been shepherding sheep, how many years of Rong Qi has been practiced, how much Su Wu has suffered at the beginning, and Rong Qi is as good as ever.

Until the "thick-backed sharp-winged goose feather knife" died, the "ball-bearing knife" with a missing arm was still standing there and didn't figure it out.

Rong Gongcheng went to his chest and gave him a lancet, and asked him to continue thinking on the Huangquan Road, "I hope you can figure it out before you are reincarnated." ”

When the sound of "whooping" became more and more serious, the little man on the side suddenly rushed into the battle circle surrounded by the red-faced man, the handsome little student, and the big man, and came to Lang Zi's companion behind him to slash his left and right knees, and only two pants tears and two white marks appeared under the vicious short truncated knife, and then he remembered that Lang Zi's companion practiced the kung fu of "Golden Bell Jar", but he let Lang Zi's companion's victory advance a moment.

Just when the power formed by the three people was stunned, and they didn't even notice the result of the little man's sneak attack, Lang Zi quickly made a visual inspection.

Of course, he will make visual inspections, otherwise how would he know the size of Xu Xiaocui's body to make clothes for her, he will never be able to tailor Xu Xiaocui's body by himself.

At this time, a subtle change of oblique arc was drawn by a single knife, the head of the handsome boy fell, the tendons of the big man's hands were broken, the elephant trunk knife and the head of the handsome boy fell to the ground together, Lang Ziban looked at the red-faced man, and the single knife flickered, and then the tip of the knife pierced into the heart of the little man's head.

The red-faced man panicked a little, and dragged the knife away by grabbing the end of the blade with his right hand. Lang Ziban naturally followed closely, but he didn't know what people were planning, and he didn't see any results with a single knife. The dragging knife plan was successful, and the others jumped to the left, and the blade of the Guan Wang knife took Lang Zi's companion to lie down. The bare-faced man didn't dare to hesitate, and turned around to sweep the eyes of his companion. Ke Lang rolled on the ground with his accompaniment, using the "ground wolf style" in the "Tiger Wolf Knife", holding the ground with his hand, and turning around with a single knife in his hand. The bare-faced man was startled and retreated to dodge. Lang Zi's companion still fell to the ground, another "Crouching Tiger Style" in the "Tiger Wolf Knife". Unexpectedly, a small hole was opened in the throat of the red-faced man, and when he fell to the ground, he looked at the big man who had not yet fallen, hoping that he could save himself.

The big man had been stunned for a moment when he looked at the bloody wounds on his wrists, and instead of paying attention to the bare-faced man, he ran to a tombstone and struck him head-on.

It seems that he doesn't want to be "meat", but he doesn't want to think that dying here will not become meat in the mouth of a hungry dog.

The red-faced man was not the last to breathe, but a "ball knife", I don't know if Lang and Rong knew.

Does that make their competition unfair?

At this time, Rong Gongcheng spoke first: "I was sick when I was just born and needed to ask a doctor. One night when I was seven years old, a gang of vicious robbers came to our house. I was running in front, and my parents were beheaded in the back, and I escaped with the upper half of the body covering me. When I was eight years old, I used to walk barefoot on the hot sand of the desert and still be hungry. When I was nine years old, someone put a knife in my mouth. At the age of ten, he fainted and died in the dry sea. The eleven-year-old was burned all over his body in the fire. At the age of twelve, he was almost skinned. At the age of thirteen, he had a particularly uncomfortable illness and could not find a doctor. At the age of fourteen, someone stuck something to my mouth, and I couldn't get it open, so I had to use a knife. At the age of fifteen, he was taken by foreigners as a slave, not only with an iron collar, but also weighed and tattooed like an animal. At the age of sixteen, because he was too thirsty to steal water to drink, he was forced to pour water, and then he was forced to drink hot water. At the age of seventeen, he escaped as an unslave and almost drowned in the river. At the age of eighteen, he was taken away by the landlord's family to do heavy manual work. At the age of nineteen, he was teased and painted, and someone checked whether the paint was evenly brushed afterwards. He stopped at this point, and as he spoke, he kept staring at Lang Zi's companion with a pair of eyes, "Do you know how I got the nickname 'Mastiff'? ”

"I don't know what Senior Rong told me about this?" Lang asked indifferently.

"I once had a big fight with Fei Xianheng Fei's prostitute. Because I don't understand, how can he, a prostitute, have such superb martial arts and become famous in martial arts?" Rong Qi seemed to answer the question, "After comparing with him, I know that as long as he knows aesthetics, and it can even be said that as long as he can 'prostitute', all deficiencies can be made up." Because he and we are not the same way to 'lick the blood with the knife'. Little brother, you can see that you are a smart person, think carefully about my words. ”

Lang Ziban was thinking at this time, but not on the mass grave, but on the way back to Miss Su's house.

The ghost fire on the post was still there, and a person with a ghost-headed knife walked out from behind a large grave not far away, came to the eight corpses, quickly and carefully examined them, picked out the head of the handsome boy with the three-pointed two-edged knife and the two arms of the white-faced young man with the rollerball knife, quickly coagulated the blood with medicinal powder, took off the burden he was carrying from his shoulder, took out two sandalwood boxes with quicklime bottoms and put them in, and took out a small bottle from his arms, sprinkled it with dragon horns, Musk and other precious antiseptic spices are ground into powder, and then the lid of the box is closed and put away, as if collecting treasures.

What exactly does he want to do?

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