Liang Fengxian turned a blind eye to the curious and inquiring gazes cast around him, and was unaware of the whispers of everyone.

The world is ignorant, guessing me, doubting me, flattering me, and caring about my.

Liang Fengxian put his hands in his sleeves and walked calmly to the white-clothed swordsman.

The puppet that trapped the white swordsman's siblings bared their teeth and glared at him, but if they had any strength left to contain the white swordsman, there was no doubt that they would kill the old man who looked old and weak.

But Liang Fengxian is certainly not as old and weak as he seems, he is not even an old man at all, and all those who think that he has stepped into the coffin with one foot in his old age are destined to suffer a big loss.

Yin Huai is now destined to have suffered this loss, but it's ridiculous that he doesn't even notice it.

He is like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, just waiting for everyone in the hall to give them a fatal blow! As soon as the white-clothed swordsman died, the situation would turn in his favor, and he didn't believe that the old man could make a big wave! When the time comes, he can't be caught obediently, but he slaughters?

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, but he doesn't know that there are bird catchers after the yellow finch.

Liang Fengxian's hands suddenly pulled out of his sleeves like lightning and struck San'er quickly!

Do you want to kill San'er in the palm of your hand?

Everyone is a little confused, is it really necessary to beat this little guy to death and then save him?

But I saw a slender thing flash from Liang Fengxian's cuffs, and quickly jumped towards San'er, Liang Fengxian's palm had not yet hit San'er, it had already come first, and quickly bit San'er's neck, and then flashed back.

Liang Fengxian's murderous palm dissipated most of the killing intent at this time, and landed lightly on San'er's chest.

Kill a dead person with such a soft palm? Everyone was in disbelief, secretly slandering the old man would only bluff and talk about his skills, but he had no real skills.

But San'er suddenly fell on his back.

Everyone couldn't see that there were two small tooth marks on his neck, which were made by the golden-ringed snake raised by Liang Fengxian. Blood does not pass, so the wound is visible to the bone, but there is still no blood. And there are thousands of poisonous insects in the world, and the poisonous snake is the most discolored, and the poisonous snake is one hundred and eight. The krait snake is also among the top three, which shows the toxicity of the krait, and the little snake raised by Liang Fengxian is even more unusual, as early as when it was still a snake egg, it absorbed the spirit of the lonely snake to the soul, and later Liang Fengxian was raised with herbs. Toxicity can be said to be the best in the world. Liang Fengxian came out of the palm, the little snake with the golden ring flew out of his sleeve at his behest and bit San'er's neck, and the venom entered San'er's body with its fangs. San'er was poisoned for too long. Sudden detoxification, although his life is fine, but in the end, the body is worn out, and he faints.

Liang Fengxian took out a pill from his sleeve and personally brought a cup of tea to San'er.

Everyone's hearts jumped, holding their breath and widening their eyes, with a premonition that the scene of resurrection was coming soon.

On the other side, as soon as the white-clothed swordsman's sword-holding hand lost its restraint, he immediately swung his sword and slashed the remaining three puppets.

Yin Huai's abacus has now all failed, and his face has changed greatly. Hate gritted his teeth, hissed and pounced.

"I'm fighting with you!"

Liang Fengxian's principle is that he resolutely does not ...... when he fights Therefore, when he saw someone rushing towards him, he turned around very simply and got out of the way. Gave Yin Huai to the white-clothed swordsman.

The white-clothed swordsman didn't dislike this uncle for being unreliable, his long arm shook, and the big sword brazenly caught up!

Who knew that although Yin Huai's mouth was fierce, when he pounced in front of the white-clothed swordsman, he suddenly became short and actually drilled through the armpit of the white-clothed swordsman!

……

The white-clothed swordsman and the human hand have always been upright. When have you ever seen such a rat who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and even drills under his armpits? couldn't help but be stunned, so Yin Huai seized this opportunity to run to the door.

San'er, who was lying on the ground, suddenly let out a painful moan and slowly opened his eyes.

The white-clothed swordsman immediately came back to his senses, turned around and threw it, and the big sword in his hand flew out of his hand and shot straight towards Yin Huai like he had eyes!

Yin Huai listened to the sound of the wind behind him, and he didn't dare to look back, only covered his head and ran away, but although his ability to poison was high, his light skills were lame, and there were injuries on his body, so before his two legs stepped out of the threshold, his shoulders were pierced by the flying sword, and the flying sword was unabated and nailed him to the wall.

Yin Huai was hung on the wall by the flying sword, sweating profusely in pain, and reluctantly turned around, looked at the white-clothed swordsman resentfully, and said, "Didn't you promise not to hurt my life?"

The white-clothed swordsman said, "Because of this, you are still alive." ”

Otherwise, this sword acquisition will be your head!

San'er's eyes finally returned to clarity, and the next moment the pain as if his body was being torn apart invaded, making him completely awake immediately.

Liang Fengxian stretched out his hand to lift it on his tattered clothes, lifted him up lightly, his footsteps moved slightly, and he had taken three or four steps to lift San'er in front of Yin Huai.

Liang Fengxian said lightly: "This is your enemy, your injuries are all due to him, if you don't repay such a deep hatred, you will be a man in vain." ”

San'er's eyes immediately widened, even though he was very tired now, he had to see his enemy's face clearly, and keep this hateful face firmly in his mind!

His fierce gaze made Yin Huai tremble, his eyes rolled, and he said abruptly: "You must kill me with your own hands?" ”

San'er has not yet recovered, and it is particularly difficult to say a word, gritting his teeth and saying: "Kill!" ”

"Never pretend to be a man?" Yin Huai asked again.

San'er had exhausted his strength after saying those two words, and only snorted heavily.

Liang Fengxian translated lightly: "He said you don't fucking fart!" ”

San'er nodded weakly, although the words were not like that, the meaning was this.

Yin Huai Huo Di laughed loudly and said, "That's good! Do it! ”

San'er couldn't help but glare, with his current body, he couldn't step on an ant, how could he kill the wicked person in front of him? If you can't kill him, won't you let this wicked man escape? San'er was anxious, his blood was surging, his eyes were dark, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of black poisonous blood.

"Very good!" Liang Fengxian said happily: "In this way, the residual poison in the body can be considered clean." ”

It turned out that he was just Ren Yinhuai and complacent, and it was with this idea in mind.

San'er's body staggered, barely falling down, and turned his head to look at Liang Fengxian with difficulty.

Liang Fengxian understood. said: "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, although you are not a gentleman, but it's not too late for a month." ”

San'er exhaled, and waited for Lao Tzu to heal his injuries. This dead old man will definitely be cut with a thousand cuts!

Yin Huai is not in a hurry, since he has to wait for this little baby to recover from his injuries, then he will never hurt his life for a while, as for what will happen after that, who can say for sure? He didn't believe that he, an old man, couldn't deal with a hairy boy!

"In that case, boy, you can let the old man go, right?" Yin Huai turned to the white-clothed swordsman and said.

The white-clothed swordsman nodded faintly. "Yes, but keep one of your arms."

Yin Huai lost his voice and said, "What did you say?" ”

The white-clothed swordsman said expressionlessly: "I want you to cut off your own arm!" “

Yin Huai said angrily: "I am seriously injured now, but you take advantage of the danger of others to cut off one of my arms when you open your mouth, isn't it shameless?" ”

The white-clothed swordsman was indifferent.

He wanted Yin Huai to cut off his arm this time, not for himself, but because he was worried that San'er would not be able to win the battle with this insidious and vicious old man in the future. You must know that San'er is too young, even if his martial arts are not weak, but after all, he has little experience in walking the rivers and lakes, Yin Huai is old and spicy, old and cunning, once San'er starts with him, he will definitely suffer a dark loss, and he will only cut off Yin Huai's arm today. I want him not to poison and plot against others as he wants in the future.

This young swordsman. He was always so thoughtful when he thought about others, but he never worried about his own safety when he fought against others. It turned out that he had been practicing swords since he was a child, and he fed the war with war, even if he was injured, as long as he didn't die, he would definitely not put down the big sword in his hand!

"How?" The white-clothed swordsman frowned and said: "If you feel that it is very difficult for you to do it, then I can do it for you, a sword is very fast, and the medical hall is not far from here, you will leave with a broken arm, if there is a doctor who is proficient in bone and flesh regeneration, maybe you can take it back." It's just that you won't be as convenient with your hands as you are now. ”

Yin Huai couldn't help gritting his teeth, knowing that he would not be able to escape the broken arm today no matter what, seeing the white-clothed swordsman take a step impatiently, he hurriedly said, "The old man did it himself!" ”

The white-clothed swordsman really stopped. looked at him coldly.

Yin Huai's hand trembled unconsciously, and slowly stroked the shoulder of his sword.

He touched the blade of the big sword, and sure enough, it was a sword that sharpened iron like clay, and if such a sword moved quickly, it must have broken its arm before it could even bleed.

Yin Huai's heart was a little weak at this time. I think he hunts geese all year round, but today he was pecked by geese, in the end he is old.

He gritted his teeth fiercely and slammed to the side, his face instantly pale.

The greatsword was still nailed to the wall, and an arm hung from it

Dangling.

Yin Huai had already covered his severed arm and rushed out without looking back, gritting his teeth and dropping a word of revenge.

"The old man will definitely destroy the hall and the door is full of people!"

The faces of everyone in the hall turned pale in unison, and a few people had luck in their hearts, the old man with the broken arm didn't know what their surnames were, where they lived, and how many people in the family were, isn't it ridiculous to talk about what to slaughter all the doors now?

Either way, the catastrophe they had been unlucky enough to run into was finally over.

Everyone suffered this together, and they all had a bit of sympathy for each other, so they gave each other hands, because the wine was poisonous, and they toasted each other with tea instead of wine.

The house was full of messes, and although the shopkeeper of the restaurant had picked up a life, he still wiped his eyes sadly when he thought of his loss.

Xie Jin sighed, took out a bag of silver from his sleeve, handed it over, and said, "Shopkeeper, do you think this silver is enough to replace the tables and chairs in your store?" ”

Although the shopkeeper felt sorry for the silver in his purse, he was still very sensible, and hurriedly pushed the silver back, waved his hand and said: "No, it can't be done, the little ones can save their lives today because of your great fortune, how can you still accept your silver?" ”

Xie Jin couldn't say that the ghost hand Yin Huai might have come for him in the first place, and he only insisted on compensating for the loss of the restaurant.

After a few refusals, the two men each gave in a step. The silver in the bag was divided into two, half of which was paid to the shopkeeper, and half was left for Xie Jin to be entangled.

Next, we have to wait for the government to file a case, because the restaurant is located on the post road, and the people who eat here are not officials or merchants who come and go from the south to the north. A few of the corpses that were still alive were recognized by acquaintances and immediately transported back to their hometowns, and those bodies that were unrecognizable and even had no heads were sent to Yizhuang.

The government did not spend much time interrogating the witnesses, although Yan Ming did not identify himself, but there was still Xie Jin, the lord of the Qincha, and the government did not dare to take the opportunity to blackmail these flat-headed people.

It was late until dusk, and the crowd finally dispersed.

The white-clothed swordsman bowed his hand to his uncle Liang Fengxian.

Liang Fengxian looked at him and remembered that the little girl he had received was also an apprentice, why was the difference so big?

The white-clothed swordsman didn't know what he was thinking, so he only smiled faintly: "When I went out, the master specially told me a word, if I meet my uncle, you must persuade you to quit drinking, drinking hurts your body, uncle, you are old, you still have to pay more attention to maintenance!" ”

Liang Fengxian smiled angrily: "These words are what your master wants you to say?" ”

The white-clothed swordsman nodded solemnly, "Don't dare to add or subtract without permission." ”

"He's a!" Liang Fengxian scolded with a smile: "He never drinks alcohol, how can he know the benefits of wine?" ”

The white-clothed swordsman smiled and said, "I learned today that people who love to drink will never speak ill of alcohol. ”

Liang Fengxian snorted lightly, "You go back and tell your master, Lao Tzu is very good, don't care about him, let him worry about himself more, don't go crazy one day when he practices swords." ”

He paused, thought of something again, and glared: "What I just told you, you have to tell your master word for word when you go back, so you can't even leave the sentence I scolded him for knowing a fart, I'm not afraid of him!" ”

It is like a child's heart to win the battle, and the white-clothed swordsman has no choice but to be.

Xie Jin, who was very understanding and left space for their uncle and nephew to talk, saw that the white-clothed swordsman was leaving, so he came over and said, "Thank you Shaoxia for helping today." ”

The white-clothed swordsman returned the salute and said with a light smile: "Let Lord Xie be frightened." ”

Xie Jin brushed away the unnecessary sweat on his forehead with some shame.

But I heard that the white-clothed swordsman didn't know whether it was polite or sincere, and asked: "I heard that Miss Six is very smart, I don't know if there is a chance to see it." ”

Xie Jin didn't know where he heard about Xie Zhen, and he didn't ask much, he just waved his hand and smiled: "In my opinion, it's better not to meet, no matter how smart Zhen'er is, after all, she is still a child, and the young chivalrous chivalrous and courageous martial arts are strong, but ......"

He didn't say any more after these words, but the white-clothed swordsman had already understood, nodded with a wry smile and said, "What Lord Xie said is very true, I have never traded human lives, and Miss Xie Liu still doesn't want to see me." Mr. Xie, I took my leave. ”

He threw his hand over and turned to leave.

It's still the white clothes, it's still the big sword, and the figure of the young swordsman Yushu Zhilan looks a little lonely at this time for some reason.

The rivers and lakes are lonely. (To be continued.) )