"Boom!"

When the lightning was not enough, the silver light flashed, and the thunder roared! The big man in brocade fell limply as if he had been struck by lightning. There is already a deep black hole in the center of the eyebrows. The death is exactly the same as the black and white impermanence just now.

Before the body could hit the ground, a second gunshot erupted after 0.02 seconds. A brilliant spark suddenly exploded between Cheng Li and the coachman.

Immediately afterwards, the coachman stumbled, involuntarily, and fell forward on his knees. On his right cheek, a thin red line appeared. The red line expanded rapidly, and in an instant, blood gushed like a spring, dripping and clicking, and in the snow at the feet, blood flowers bloomed.

The brocade-clothed men around him who were carrying long rope flying hooks finally reacted. The crowd was furious and shouted in unison. At the same time, they moved forward, as if they wanted to attack it in groups.

Cheng Li didn't pay any attention to this group of brocade-clothed men, but just looked at the coachman coldly. The right hand holding the gun was as steady as a rock, without the slightest trembling. Aiming at the muzzle of the coachman's black hole, he kept spitting out wisps of green smoke.

The coachman sighed softly, suddenly raised his left hand, pressed it in the air, and pressed it down. Suddenly, the hundreds of brocade-clothed men around them immediately looked like hundreds of marionettes, and at the same time stopped and remained motionless.

Such an order and prohibition is by no means comparable to the rabble of ordinary gangs. For a while, Mrs. Xia was secretly frightened, and her delicate body couldn't help but stick to Cheng Li tighter.

With his right hand pressed against the wound on his cheek, the coachman tried to stand up slowly. But as soon as the body moved, it immediately shook again. I struggled two or three times before I finally got back on my feet.

In the shot just now, Cheng Li's muzzle was deliberately deflected. Therefore, the bullet just grazed the cheek of the "coachman" and did not cause fatal injuries.

But still, being grazed by a bullet at such a close distance is enough to cause a concussion. As a general rule of thumb, even if the condition is mild, it is necessary to rest for at least two or three hours before recovering.

But the "coachman", who had been bruised for less than a minute, seemed to be able to move freely—even the wounds on his face had stopped bleeding after he had tapped his fingers on his body a few times.

Such physical fitness, even if it is not as good as the awakened "robber", is already extremely strong.

Cheng Li nodded slightly, and his eyes were a little more solemn. At the same time, keep this situation firmly in mind. It is convenient to take similar variables into account when dealing with people in the martial arts next time.

The coachman coughed and bowed his hand to Cheng Li: "Thank you for your mercy." ”

Cheng Lidao: "You shot after me, so it can be seen that you just wanted to save people at the beginning." In that case, I don't have to kill you either. ”

The coachman's eyes were gloomy, and he sighed: "It is said that in the past, the knife of the 'Sword Saint' Le Shengge was known as 'Although the knife has no moves, there are tricks in the heart'. No one will ever be able to see where the knife is. But as long as the knife comes out, it will always go where it should be. ”

After a pause, the coachman said again: "Your Excellency's quick action seems to be no less than the 'Sword Saint' Le Shengge of the past. I want to save people, but I know that I can't do it, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. ”

Shaking his head, the coachman waved his hand again and shouted, "Stand down." ”

The brocade-clad men immediately bowed to him, then lifted the body of the deceased and quickly walked away. In a moment, only Cheng Li, Mrs. Xia, and the coachman were left on the snow.

Cheng Li knew that this was the other party's overtures to himself. Since people respect me for a foot, naturally I also respect people. Put it away now*, pursed his lips and gently blew on the muzzle. The green smoke curls and dissipates in the wind.

The action of blowing off the muzzle smoke was just unintentional. But when the coachman saw it, he couldn't help but sigh again: "In the past martial arts, there was once a 'sword god'. Every time he used his sword to kill, he had to blow the blood off the tip of the sword. Your Excellency's actions just now are really the same as those of the Sword God. It's a pity ......"

The coachman's eyes suddenly shone brightly. He stared at Cheng Li and said slowly: "Even if it is really the sword god back then, there is no way to fight against thousands of troops with a single sword." ”

Cheng Li frowned and said, "Thousands of troops, who are you?"

The coachman let out a long laugh and turned his arms to the left and right. With the sound of cracking, the patched old clothes turned into countless fragments and scattered in all directions. Immediately afterwards, the coachman straightened his waist, stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and restored the true face of Lushan when he landed.

And so a miracle happened. A humble coachman who was originally covered in filth suddenly became a merry man in brocade clothes, a suave prince and grandson.

This merry king is dressed in brocade. There is also a dragon embroidered on the brocade robe. This dragon's head has two horns, but it has fins and tails, which looks nondescript and a little weird.

Cheng Li had never seen this kind of pattern, and he couldn't tell anything. But for Mrs. Xia, it's a different matter entirely.

In an instant, the pupils of Mrs. Xia's eyes contracted suddenly, and she asked tentatively, "Flying Fish Jinyi?"

This son, who was rich and Qinghua, smiled gently and cordially, and said: "The only crown in the next hundred miles is the person in the Baiyujing Embroidered Spring Building. ”

Mrs. Xia let out a long breath and said in a manly voice: "Bai Yujing in the sky, twelve cities on the fifth floor......; Indeed, in the whole world, only Bai Yujing can have a character like Baili Gongzi. ”

Cheng Li asked, "Bai Yujing?"

Mrs. Xia explained: "Bai Yujing is the capital of our Great Wei Dynasty. The fifth floor and the twelve cities are all yamen set up by the imperial court in Baiyujingli. And...... The lord of Bai Yujing, that is, the current emperor, is surnamed 'Baili'. ”

Cheng Li nodded: "It turned out to be a big official, and he was still a relative of the emperor." ”

This sentence was straightforward, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Although Cheng Li's tone is always light, listening to Baili Duguan's ears, he always feels that there seems to be a faint ridicule in it.

Baili Duguan coughed and said, "A big official or something, I dare not be ashamed." It's just a matter of eating the king and being loyal to the king. It can make the people of the world live and work in peace and contentment, and there will be less turmoil and suffering. ”

Cheng Li was noncommittal. asked bluntly: "Then you go and take care of the people of the world, what are you looking for us for?"

Baili Duguan sighed and said, "Because this glazed treasure knife in Brother Cheng's hand is the source of turmoil in the world. ”

Cheng Li raised his hand and showed the glass treasure knife, shook his head and said, "It's just a dead thing." ”

Baili Duguan said solemnly: "But it can create a shocking character who can call the wind and rain and make the world's heroes bow their heads." ”