Zhao Yan rarely gets angry. Because anger is rarely stimulated in his not normal emotions, he is not angry when he wants to kill at every turn, most of the time he feels disappointed and bored. He feels irritable when he encounters good things, happy when he is in trouble, and uninteresting and vexatious when he should shed tears. His emotions are deranged, unreliable, and untrustworthy.

If he was angry, he himself wouldn't believe it. Anger means a loss of self-control and being contained, and it is the way he often uses to grasp the grip of others, and he cannot understand but understands the power of anger and fear, so he really cannot allow this to happen to him and become a weakness. Although others don't know this.

But at the moment, he was a little unhappy. This unhappiness, accompanied by confusion and slight reluctance, swept over him, caused by the pain coming from his back. He hadn't been bothered by pain for a long time. He tends to avoid the pain before it hits, making it as little as possible. However, this time it was different, he was caught off guard by the pain, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't control himself, and a flame suddenly burned up from the bottom of his heart.

No way.

He turned his head away.

It is impossible for anyone to hurt him, and the people who can hurt him have not been deposed by him?

"You're wrong. Bian Yi stood behind him, hung his long knife upside down, and said lightly to him, "You have more than one person to deal with." "The knife is wrapped around the fishing line, and at the end of the fishing line is a meteor dart, in Zhao Li's eyes, there are thousands of bats flapping their wings and hovering around the body of the side post, like a huge deep whirlpool, he is in the middle of the huge waves, and he is a calm disaster maker.

The meteor dart thrust into his back, cutting thinly and sharply, and with each twitch of his muscles, it swam deeper and deeper, smoothly avoiding the bones and taking the flesh from the flesh. It was a meteor dart, his entire back was mottled with blood, and the pain was a hundred times more intense than a simple knife and axe split, even though it was too long ago. He stretched out his hand a little, cut the fishing lines, then pulled the threads outward, and then used the exercise to make the muscles swim in the opposite direction, so as to force away these hidden weapons—the more normal the activity, the deeper they penetrated into his body, and he couldn't imagine these things staying in his body and eroding his internal organs, the filth that came out of the mud—

Damn! Damn!

Zhao Ji frowned, he tried his best to suppress his emotions, especially the anger that rioted so fiercely, it was the anger that strongly wanted to kill someone, even deeper than the thought of wanting to kill Zhao Ji. If killing his younger brother is something that has been in his mind for a long time and lasts for a lifetime, then the idea of killing this little catcher is at this moment, extremely urgent, and he must get his life. While he was exercising, he stared at Bian Yi, and his eyes exploded with an astonishing murderous aura: "Just because you want to kill me too?

Bian Yi thought that Zhao Yan looked down on him, so he was a little angry, and thought of what Zhao Yan had done to his maid just now, and a sense of justice also arose, so he said loudly: "His Royal Highness King Shen, respecting you is indeed what I should do as a commoner, you are favored by God, as a nobleman, you will naturally be favored by thousands of people." But don't forget, the very existence of our Bianjing Yamen is to punish evil and promote good. If you do good, you will receive all that you deserve. But if you do evil, I'm sorry - our yamen is fighting the evil forces to the end, whether you are noble or lowly, we will treat everyone equally. So, I'm going to arrest you in the name of the Bianjing Yamen!"

At the same time as he put his words into the sheath, Zhao Yan shouted: "It's noisy!" This roar filled the mountains and rivers, the sound was not loud but pierced the eardrums, the side post was barely able to support, and the rest of the people in the house were all shaky. Zhao Li's whole body worked hard, forcing out several meteor darts that were pierced into his body in reverse, and the meteor darts flew upwards and embedded in the wall behind Zhao Li, the color was still snow-white and cold, faintly blue like a deep lake, and there was no trace of blood. Zhao Yan's control is extremely strong, so he doesn't want his blood to be stained with this weapon, which is an insult to him. Blood flowed down his white fur jacket, as if a beast had been wounded, and warm blood flowed from its warm fur, real beating life. Blood flowed down his shoulder blades to his arm, from his arm to the fan, and blood dripped from the fan, like plum blossoms.

Bian Yi saw that the signs were wrong, and manipulated the meteor dart to attack Zhao Tong again, the meteor dart Ding Ding rang loudly, as if he had stepped into a brilliant galaxy, and the bats turned into magpies to send the gospel; in Zhao Li's opinion, they were still annoying and unbearable filthy creatures, and before cracking it, he had always seen an illusion.

But Zhao Yan is not so easy to deal with, especially when he gets serious. He raised a small piece of the fan that was stained red with blood, and suddenly unfolded it, and the fan was originally painted with mountains and rivers, but now it turned into a sunset blood red that was about to end. Despite the blood staining and impact damage, the entire fan was undamaged, revealing a cold, gloomy steel glow behind the delicate pattern. Bian Yi sneered: "Naive, do you want to use a fan to block the hidden weapon?" It is barely enough to charge a little, but the whole fan is unfolded, and such a wide range of force cannot withstand these weapons. Your people don't have much martial arts, but the things you can use are not bad. ”

Zhao Yan groaned and laughed behind the fan: "Why do you think that this kind of tattered thing can get into my eyes?"

Bian Yi was surprised: "What ......"

The meteor dart flew over, but he couldn't hear the thin crisp sound of the rice paper being penetrated, the meteor dart was like light shining into the mirror, the whole ground was reflected, the stars in the whole night sky fell to the earth, the falling meteor jumped up, he threw the meteor dart directly back into the formation of the meteor dart he used for defense, the sonorous and powerful impact sound, deafening, the strongest spear and the hardest shield collided with each other, bursting out the spark of defeat and defeat. Bian Yi watched the stars fall in front of him, cold sweat poured out of his forehead, and each meteor dart that bounced back collided with the meteor dart hovering around him to cancel each other out, and even more strength than him, a ruthlessness, so that the connected fishing line was also torn off, and it was a beast that pounced on it and bit it, and his entire defensive formation was torn apart. Bian Yi hung the knife with the back of the knife to the right, shifted the center of gravity forward, pressed the knife to the right, up, and left respectively, and pulled the fishing line, and used the blade to test how many meteor darts were left in his control, and the result was none.

He immediately brushed his left hand towards the hilt of the knife, shook the line tied to it downward, drew the knife and rotated it outward, and then cut his wrist upwards and forwards downwards, splitting the tangled line into pieces so as not to obstruct his vision. He heard his own breathing, still steady, the calm sea above the undercurrent, the central matter of which only God knows.

Just now, all the meteor darts he used had been shot down by Zhao Yan - just a fan's defensive posture.

Zhao Yan slowly put down the fan, and Bian Yi was able to carefully observe the fan surface of the fan. From the front, this fan should be about one foot two inches folded, which is the length of the fan bone, and the fan bone is not an ordinary material, but made of steel with a cold black and gold color, from the top of the fan surface reveals a sharp corner, with the twist of the fan and the cold light glistening, is an extremely sharp stabbing blade. The white rice paper covered with the fan is not even more likely to be ordinary paper, but round after round of corundum—made of indestructible and extremely stubborn jade, so that the paintings on it can last for a long time, and no external destruction can shake its appearance.

Bian Yi was facing Zhao Yan, subconsciously pressing the knife head with his thumb and tiger's mouth, ready to take out the knife at any time.

Zhao Yan smiled at him, Zhao Yan laughed for a while, and Fang said, "Have you never seen such a fan?"

"I ......" Bian Yi was dripping in cold sweat, but his advantage was to tell the truth, he gritted his teeth and said, "I really haven't seen it." ”

Zhao Yan lowered his head and stroked the fan, and said, "It's right if I haven't seen it, I like people who honestly admit that I am strong, and I also like people who can appreciate my fans." The fan bone of this fan is steel, and the fan surface is corundum, which is unimaginably hard. They are the best materials in the world. Did you see that? Yes. He pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "The biggest feature of this fan is that it is multi-purpose, in addition to fan wind and heat dissipation, it can also defend itself against the enemy, both offensive and defensive, and varied." When it is closed, it can be used like an iron rod for striking, and when it is unfolded, it can be used for slashing, and more commonly it is used to cover it to prevent the invasion of hidden weapons. Why should I have to block everywhere when the opponent fights out? These trivial things can be handed over to the weapon, and in the end they are all scrap metal and rotten iron. ”

"Scrap copper and rotten iron?" Bian Yi sneered, "Don't pretend, you call it scrap copper and rotten iron, then there will be no good weapons in the world." ”

"People are more precious than weapons. Zhao Tong stroked the edge of the fan, and the fan buzzed. He said, "A man is often less worthy of a weapon than a man." Weapons are man-made things, so they are naturally inferior, and it is people who are dangerous rather than weapons, and it is natural that people choose weapons rather than weapons. So, I can easily kill even the cicada, so wouldn't it be easier to destroy his weapon? That's why you can't win against me, you're not as noble as me. ”

Bian Yi frowned and said: "Ridiculous, could it be that you are the most noble person in the world?" According to your words, then why didn't you assassinate the emperor?"

Zhao Yan listened to his words, suddenly laughed, and said: "You don't understand such a simple truth of the law of the jungle, talking about justice, but you don't know what kind of ghost justice is." Listen, do you think that your Bianjing Yamen is a place to punish evil and promote good, and to uphold justice, and that you are the messengers of justice? What a cuteness, you are just a group of lackeys who also listen to the orders of your superiors and pretend to be cowardly, and there is no difference at all between you and the people you think are doing things for me, on the contrary, your hypocritical attitude is even more disgusting. ”

"You are talking nonsense, Ye Zhutou and Lord Liu are both ......"

Zhao Yan laughed: "Ye Zhutou, do you see what he did to me today." As for Lord Liu......" he smiled meaningfully, and said, "How do I think that the degree of evil he does is on par with mine?" You'll understand, oh no, you'll never get it. ”

Bian Yi was alert: "Why?"

"Because," Zhao Yanxiao looked up at him slightly, his expression gradually became hideous, and he said unswervingly, word by word, "I'm going to kill you now." ”

When he said this, Wang Chuli behind him felt that there was a sense of slaughter of people and gods in his body, making it almost impossible for people to get close. Such a feeling may not be an illusion. She couldn't see his expression, and his voice was gentle, but she just didn't think it was good, and it was very bad.

A bamboo stick came from behind Zhao Li, with a poignant whistle, and when it was only three inches away from his neck, Zhao Tong smiled and picked up the fan to himself, and gently fanned it towards the back of his neck, a slightly cool gust of wind - pop. When the bamboo stick fell to the ground, it was not blown off weakly, but it broke into four or five pieces.

If the bamboo stick is like this, then the head is the same. If only he wanted to.

—Hatsu Pear. He closed his eyes and laughed, "Fooling around with these rotten and smelly things can only kill the little minions and use them to beat me, but it's too dirty." Have you stayed with inferior people for a long time, and you have been stained with their fishy smell? How sad your brother would be if he found out......"

Wang Chuli's lips turned pale for a while, and her body felt cold for a moment. Zhao Yan knew too much, so she had nowhere to hide. She straightened out her senses and said, "What about my brother? What did you do to my brother?"

Zhao Yan smiled: "It is worthy of being a brother and sister, and what they say is exactly the same." But I wonder why you seem to blame me—didn't you have to come to me, so your brother couldn't find you everywhere, and that's why you came to me? What can I do, what can I do with him? Of course, you are courteous. Hatsuri, he's waiting for you to go back, your brother and sister who depend on each other have met less often, isn't it good to be less willful?"

"Who are you looking innocent for, Zhao Yan?" Wang Chuli sneered, "You obviously deliberately let Lu Shihagi lure me to follow him, and then put me under house arrest." ”

Zhao Yan smiled: "Look, look, the little girl has grown up, and it is really rude to call her by her name——"

At this moment, Bian Yi rushed up from behind him, the knife on his waist was silent, and he only popped out the moment he knew that he was close, and he flashed down, and a move "Thunder and Dark Hair" went straight to the back of Zhao Yan's neck!

Zhao Yan smiled and sighed: "Don't be in a hurry to find death, Xiao Zhu, your mother didn't teach you, don't you interject when adults speak-" His helpless tone made Bian Yi angry and frightened, and when he hesitated, a white light broke through the air in front of him, knocking away his long knife, his tiger's mouth trembled to bleeding under this heavy blow, he tried his best to raise the knife to resist, but he was forced to slide back several feet, the ground was sunken by him, and small stones rolled down everywhere.

He felt a fierce and murderous aura coming towards him, and when he looked up, it was really Zhao Yan walking towards him, the golden steel fan was retracted, and it stabbed straight towards him, its momentum was extremely fierce and fierce, like a scissors in the spring wind, passing through the hall and making the population crooked. He immediately cracked the back of the knife diagonally to the right, and Zhao Tong turned the stab into a mixture, directly breaking his block; Bian Yi will make a mistake, simply pick out the knife to the left oblique upward, more forcefully than Zhao Li's fan, the fan slightly knocked up a few inches, in this short gap, he quickly sank his shoulders, fell his elbows, straightened his wrists, pressed down with the knife in both hands, and swiped it diagonally, when a bang, the golden steel fan was fiercely suppressed to the lowest place!

Zhao Yan is left hand holding a fan, he didn't make the next move after being suppressed by Bian Yi, just looked at him unusually quietly, and said, "Sealed my moves with all your might, what are you going to do next?"

Bian Yi smiled: "Isn't this enough?

Zhao Yan said gently: "Oh, how do you say this?"

Bian Yi sighed and said, "It's stupid." I'll do my best to seal this one of yours, and you'll have to use all your strength to stop my attack. We are now in a state of parity, and no one can move again, otherwise the balance will be upset-" His hand holding the knife trembled uncontrollably, and the blood flowed from his broken mouth to the hilt, to the blade, to Zhao Yan's smooth and sharp fan, and the blood on the fan surface was intertwined.

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "Your dirty blood touched mine, Xiao Catch." ”

Bian Yi sneered and said, "It's late, you can't move now, you don't have a choice." Hear me out. You and I are evenly matched, and as long as there is a little external interference, it will lead to the defeat of one side, and you should know this very well. And you are alone, at most these poor maids who have been captured and summoned by you, who hate you so much that they will not help you at all. And my partner is Miss Wang, who is also good at martial arts, as long as she gives you an arrow-"

"I'm going to be knocked down, am I?" Zhao said, "Do you really think so?"

Bian Yi said: "Unless Miss Wang is on the verge of defection." ”

Zhao Yan laughed: "That's not going to happen." As he spoke, Wang Chuli was already attacking him with a weapon in his hand, and he was holding a swing and sweeping. This time it was no longer a bamboo skewer, but a sharp, metallic thing, her dagger inlaid with gold and precious stones, sharpened like clay!

"Good, good. Zhao Yan said, "Only such a thing is worthy of me." ”

Maybe Bian Yi didn't dare to really hurt Zhao Li, after all, he still had scruples about his function and status, but Wang Chuli didn't care about it, so she didn't have any reservations, and directly stabbed the air, and drew a sharp wind with a sharp air, directly taking Zhao Li's vital point.

However, Zhao Yan was no longer able to act rashly, if his left hand spread a little force, Bian Yi's knife would completely press over his fan, and then kill him with a single sword.

- At least that's what Bian Yi thinks.

Zhao Yan didn't say it himself.

Zhao Yan had an unpredictable empty smile on his face, "Sister Chuli, don't you often use this thing?"