Chapter 3005 There is no peace in the hall

"Zhao Heng?"

When Mowa heard that the young boy who came out of the car was Zhao Heng, who made Yu Linling hate the public enemy of Russia, her nerves tensed up instantly, and there was a touch of surprise on her face, as if she didn't expect Zhao Heng to find here, and directly called out her name before she joined the church.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and she looked at the kid in front of her with a playful look, and then her voice was cold: "The first young man in Huaguo?" You came just in time, I was still thinking about how to ask for your head to eliminate the emotional obstacle you left in Yu Linling's heart, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to send it to the door. ”

"It seems that today is okay, but I have a heart!"

Zhao Heng didn't have the slightest emotion on his face when he heard this, he seemed to have figured out a lot of situations, he took a step forward and smiled: "Ms. Mova knows Zhao Heng?" This is really an honor for the juniors, but I'm sorry, Zhao Heng's head hasn't fallen yet, so I can only disappoint you! ”

Zhao Heng was not in a hurry, nor was he flustered, and took two steps forward seemingly unintentionally: "It's cold, I'm really sorry for disturbing Ms. Mova's interest, but I'll give you a surprise, when I was standing in Andutang, someone had already gone to the Russian military camp to inform Yu Lao to come over!" ”

"The wind and snow are heavy, and the old people visit!"

Zhao Heng ignored the more than 20 women who emerged from Andutang, and threw out a sentence with his hands behind his back: "Eat hot pot and sing songs, what a pleasant thing is this?" Then he waved his finger again: "But Ms. Mova, I don't seem to be welcome?" One by one, they are holding weapons, "

Zhao Heng pointed at the long swords in the hands of more than twenty women, and looked at Mowa with a cold expression with a playful smile, the latter's eyes had already condensed, from the former's words, she smelled a touch of unspeakable danger, Zhao Heng, this bastard, came at her today, and even more so at Yu Tianchi!

Mowa's body straightened slightly, her clothes hunted in the cold wind, and then she whispered: "If you want to take me down and deal with Yu Tianchi, Zhao Heng, your abacus is very good-thinking, but you are too whimsical!" Then she shouted to the woman beside her, "Who took down the madman?" ”

A woman with tied hair waved her long sword: "I'm coming!" ”

She flashed out from behind Mova, and with a move of her footsteps, she rushed towards Zhao Heng like a hurricane, and there were people in the Jiangshan Dynasty who led the way for three or five years, these years, everyone thinks that she is the most bullish fork, and everyone thinks that other people's bull forks are exaggerated, so you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin.

Zhao Heng's thousand-year-old butcher is notorious, but there are many people who are skeptical about his skills, for them, those rumors about how powerful Zhao Heng is, they all carry a lot of water, because of Zhao Heng's status today.

Especially after Yu Linling was injured by Zhao Heng, An Dutang hated Zhao Heng even more, but he didn't think much of Yu Linling's injury, thinking that she loved Zhao Heng too much and took it lightly, and the real Zhao Heng's skills would definitely not cause harm to Yu Linling.

They are all eager to meet Zhao Heng one day and get back the justice they deserve for their sisters with their own hands, today Zhao Heng came to the door, they immediately became murderous, the woman with the hair was the most famous disciple of Mowa besides Yu Linling, she was delusional to knock Zhao Heng over with a sword.

Staring at the woman with bundled hair galloping over, Zhao Heng stopped the doll from asking for their life, and with a slight lift of his right hand, the war knife had become magically revealed, and the cold cold light swam between the blades like mercury, and his eyes retreated from the original silence, flashing with bloodthirsty excitement.

Both sides couldn't help but widen their eyes at this moment.

Zhao Heng moved his steps, did not retreat but advanced to meet him, the snow under his feet flew up, and the wide black clothes suddenly stretched out backwards between falling together, as if the black flames from hell were burning, and one person and one knife actually gave people the power of a landslide and tsunami.

"Kill!"

Running and drumming, when the two sides were about to approach, the throat of the woman with the bundled hair let out a high-pitched cry like being raped, as if only in this way could she make the most of her potential, and at the moment when the two sides were about to stagger, the restrained woman stabbed a sword.

The sword flowers are blooming, covering Zhao Heng's vital point, and in another second, the tip of the sword can pierce Zhao Heng's chest, Mowa can see that the disciple has exerted his greatest potential in this life, whether it is the spirit or the moves in his hand, he has reached her peak, Zhao Heng is not dead but also seriously injured.

"Ding!"

At this moment, the woman with the bundle of hair saw a knife light, a knife light as white as a snowflake lit up, the light was not too violent, but there was a chill blooming, the two sides staggered, everyone felt that their eyes were sparkling, and they didn't see what was going on at all.

I only heard the sound of the sword roaring like a zither spreading, and I saw that the woman still maintained a running posture, but after rushing out more than ten steps away, the change suddenly became clear, first the long sword that flashed cold light quietly broke, and then the upper half of the woman's body burst out with blood.

Then, the woman with the bundled hair was like a split firewood, and her upper and lower bodies began to dislocate and shift, and the upper body that floated in the air and slowly fell to the flawless snow, and the blood was like a scoop of splatters, and when the head hit the ground, the feet of the woman with the bundled hair were completely stagnant.

A fatal knife kills, and the head is in a different place!

For a while, the scene was silent, only the wind wrapped in snow blew through the cracks in the trees, not only the dolls and the disciples of Andutang were dumbfounded, but even Mowa's eyes gave birth to a trace of coldness, and the solemnity on his face was not only from the disciples who avoided it with a knife.

Zhao Heng turned around with his feet by mistake, his clothes rose and fell like waves, a drop of blood slowly rolled along the blade of the war knife, and then slowly dripped down at the tip of the knife, everyone seemed to hear the blood beads falling on the snow, Zhao Heng's long knife pointed at Mova, and said with a smile:

"Is Andutang all such a waste?"

Almost at the same moment, a Russian soldier strode towards the Black Dragon Battalion, and handed a document to the bloody officer guarding the headquarters, who opened it and glanced at it, his face changed slightly, and he quickly walked into the building, and opened to Yu Tianchi, who was standing at the window and looking at the sky:

"Old Yu, someone has cut into our communication channel!"

He whispered, "Ming has sent us a message!" ”

Yu Tianchi, who had been looking at the distance, slowly turned around, the depth in his eyes retreated with a touch of doubt, the bloody officer immediately took a step forward, and handed the information to the old man respectfully, the latter wiped his fingers, there was not much content on it, only eight words: There is no peace in Andu Hall, Heng!

A mere inexplicable word, but Yu Tianchi's eyes widened instantly, and then, an earth-shattering cough sounded, and because he didn't cover his mouth in time, more than ten pieces of white paper on the table were blown to the ground by the air flow he coughed out.

The bloody officer shouted in a low voice: "Old Yu? There was a trace of worry in his eyes, he had followed Yu Tianchi for many years, and he also knew An Dutang, but he didn't know much about Mowa and Yu Tianchi, so when he saw him moved for the eight words, the bloody officer couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

In extraordinary times, I have to worry.

Yu Tianchi waved his hand to stop him, shook his head to indicate that he was fine, took a sip of tea and waved his hand, letting the cronie who had followed him for many years out, after the latter left with a touch of worry, the room fell into boundless darkness, and the snow outside the window was bright and clean.

"Tranquility in Andutang? Zhao Heng, Zhao Heng, you really surprise me! ”

Yu Tianchi's mouth was full of bitterness or mixed with deep murderous intent, as well as a trace of irrepressible appreciation: "It seems that this game is destined to end quietly between you and me!" Then he tossed it aside and reached under his pillow and pulled out a two-foot blade.

Slowly draw the knife out of the sheath, when! With a sound, the sword bloomed.

The clear knife light, as well as the cold feeling at the fingertips, as if blood flowed from the body and mind, and then irrepressibly dissolved into one, this feeling was so familiar and so unfamiliar, Yu Tianchi raised his head and looked at the sky, and sighed: "How many years!" ”

How many years, how many years have I not touched the knife, never drawn the knife, and never stared at the blade.

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