However, the second thorn of the shopkeeper of the cloth village played some tricks in the move compared to the first time, when the tips of his fingers touched the clothes in front of him, the trajectory of the straight stab suddenly changed, and a large circle was drawn on the clothes, and the true qi contained in the fingers was stirred, and the clothes were stretched out, forming a shield of false potential.

At the same time, Lin Shan's second palm was also issued. This palm is no longer biased towards defense because of the passive shot just now, but is an offensive probing palm.

However, because the shield held up by the clothes obstructed part of the vision, and because the second thorn of the shopkeeper did not attack the heart as Lin Shan expected, Lin Shan's palm was an inch away from the finger stabbed by the opponent.

Lin Shan failed to grab the opponent's finger, although he slapped the opponent's lung vein with a palm with seven points of strength, and at the same time, he also ate the opponent's fierce finger.

The shopkeeper of the cloth village pointed at the knife, like an embroidery needle that vowed to pierce a hole in the rock, and walked through the slightly distorted attack trajectory, stabbing at Lin Shan's chest with deep energy. If it weren't for the fact that the other party's target of the thorn gave up his heart, if this move was implemented, Lin Shan would definitely be hit hard.

Despite this, after slapping the opponent two steps away with one palm, Lin Shan's lungs were still stagnant by that finger, and it was difficult for him to be staggered by that finger

Lin Shan, who took two steps back, slammed into the desk, and fell to the ground with the inkstone and a few books on the desk, and at the same time, the long flat box leaning on the leg of the table was also shaken to the ground, making a rumbling sound.

After coughing a few times, Lin Shan immediately turned around, pulled the box, wiped his fingers on the side of the box, and pulled out a short sword.

However, there was no need for him to do it himself, and the shopkeeper of the cloth village who was shocked by his palm two steps away had no chance to stand up again. The doorman who was waiting at the door of the study, to be precise, was arranged by Li Gai to strangle his neck with his arm from behind and twisted his neck.

"Mr. Lin, are you okay?" The doorman shook off the corpse of the shopkeeper of the cloth village and ran towards Lin Shan.

But he had only walked three paces before a roof on the inside of the study's doorframe suddenly collapsed. Amid the roof tiles and dust, a bright beam of sunlight shone directly from the sky, and a black figure flashed in the light, and a blinding red spread on the mantin's neck.

Before the doorman who wanted to get close to Lin Shan could groan, his young life was extinguished, like a lonely candle in the strong wind. There was not the slightest chance of resistance.

In the next moment, the black figure that fell through the roof was nailed to the ground by a flying dagger through the vest. After a few convulsions. He was as quiet as the corpse of the mentin.

These two people who have a life and death festival have not had time to see each other's faces clearly, if there is really a Huangquan Road in the world, the two may have to go together.

Lin Shan pulled out the short sword that ended the life of the man in black, and when he realized that the situation was not good, he no longer lingered, but only walked out through the door. As he passed by the doorman, his eyes hung for a moment.

Mo Ye twisted the wooden roller on the well and fetched a small half bucket of water, which did not take much effort, and of course it did not take much effort. She filled the water hyacinth and pinned it to her waist after pressing the cork. I was ready to be discharged from the hospital.

It's just that when she pulled the knocker on the inside of the hospital door with her hand, she found that the hospital door, which had always been open very well, suddenly became a little disobedient. But she didn't think much of it, and only pulled the knocker again with more force.

The courtyard door still hasn't been opened.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the back of his head, and there was obvious surprise in his voice.

"-Ye'er!"

Before Mo Ye could turn around, she saw a flash of white light in front of her, and then she felt a few drops of liquid fall on her face.

Her first instinct was that it was raining. However, the sky was still clear, and the slightly cool liquid suddenly warmed up...... Rain. Shouldn't it be cold?

After the white light, it was a blood-red color!

Mo Ye subconsciously turned his head to look at the courtyard gate, and the first thing that came into his eyes was a sword that was attached to the gap between the two courtyard doors close together, and half of it was not entered, and then the blood seeped in along the smooth sword body.

Outside the crack in the door, a close eye, the gaze as sharp as a vulture hunting, gradually dimmed, and the black figure slid down against the door with the sword that pierced his body.

Mo Ye didn't have time to reflect what she saw in front of her in her mind, and she didn't have time to scream, the blinding red almost made her heartstrings pause.

She suddenly clenched her hands and instinctively took a few steps back, only then did she remember to glance back at the source of the familiar voice that had just called her. But when she turned around, as far as her eyes were pointing, she only saw Lin Shan, who was bare-handed, and two black-clothed masked men with sharp blades were entangled together, almost dodging and retreating, with no chance to fight back.

Seeing this, Mo Ye was horrified!

Her first reaction was fear, followed by the urge to help, but after faintly feeling the sword aura of the two black-clothed masked faces that seemed to be able to cut through the skin, she knew very well that she couldn't help anything, and even if she got close, she might become a burden.

After a few stunned glances at Lin Shan, who was bare-handed, Mo Ye suddenly thought of the short sword that was probably thrown by him from afar. Yesterday, he had wiped the sword, and said that it had killed seventy-seven people, and it must have been extremely sharp, right?

At this moment, the sword was stuck in the body of the black-clothed masked man lying outside the door, and the hilt was still stuck in the crack of the courtyard door.

However, Mo Ye had just come up with this thought, and the door that was still closed just now, and he didn't open it several times, was slammed open from the outside, and three black-clothed masked people rushed in like the peak tide of the cracked gate.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ye gasped, she would not have any way to resist except to retreat.

Fortunately, at this time, I was alarmed by the sound in the hospital, and the nurses who usually turned into family members also came. The guardian who jumped out from the left and right had already pulled out the short sword hidden between his trouser legs halfway, and while blocking Mo Ye's body, he also started a hand-to-hand sword battle with the three men in black.

The attack moves brought by short weapons are also very dangerous for the user, but the martial arts practiced by these two guardians are suitable for melee combat with short weapons. With their nimble figures, they keenly controlled the short swords in their hands, and for a moment they were able to cut the three black-clothed masked men with long swords between square inches. It's just that with this two-to-three situation, no side can immediately gain an advantage in victory, and the fight has been in a stalemate.

Mo Ye was safe for the time being, but now she didn't dare to pull out the sword again, she only felt that if she took one more step, she would be cut into pieces by the sword nets staggered by the five people who were fighting together with sharp swords.

She turned around again, and saw Lin Shan's bare hands entangled by the two black-clothed masked men, although it was okay for the time being, but the swords in the hands of the two people grazed the corners of Lin Shan's sleeves again and again, which still made her look terrified.

At this moment, Mo Ye suddenly found a metal ring buckle on Lin Shan's belt.

She remembered that it was the soft sword he had always carried with him, and it was rare to take it after entering Beijing, but now it seemed that the sword moves of the two opponents were too dense to make him have no time to draw the sword in his hand.

Lin Shan used to occasionally practice swords in the courtyard, so Mo Ye also knew that it only took a breath to draw his sword. However, he faced the attack of the sword shadow with the combination of the two assassins, and the omission of a breath of time could also be enough time for the opponent to slash his throat with a sword.

"What to do?!"

Mo Ye forced the thoughts in his mind to transition more than ten times in an instant, and finally had a thought to stand.

This small courtyard would be cleaned by the servants every morning, but today, for the first time, Mo Ye hated this kind of cleanliness a little, and he couldn't find even a small stone. At this time, there was a sword net behind her, and there was a dangerous grappling in front of her, she didn't dare to run too far, and as a last resort, she could only squat suddenly, pull up a grass, and then quickly stood up and stared around vigilantly.

The weak grass roots are wrapped in a lump of soil, forming a small lump. Mo Ye held the lump of dirt in his hand and squeezed it a little tighter, but instead of immediately throwing it in the direction she wanted to throw, he carried his hands behind his back.

If she wants to be surprised, she has to work hard not to let her opponent see the timing and direction of her shot. Although she doesn't have much martial arts background, her goal is not to hurt the other party, but to divert attention, as long as she throws it on time.

At this time, the two black-clothed masked men were also entangled by Lin Shan, so they couldn't pay attention to her with all their minds, which also indirectly downplayed her weakness of not knowing martial arts.

In fact, the two black-clad masked men didn't pay much attention to the little boy standing aside. They couldn't feel the slightest trace of martial arts learning on him, but they could feel that his slightly moving steps were trembling with fear, and of course it was impossible for a child to be like the boss of the cloth village, so old and spicy that he could hide his kung fu foundation without a trace.

After Mo Ye stared at the two people who were pressing towards Lin Shan step by step, a ball of slag entangled by grass roots in the palm of his hand was suddenly thrown out.

What she smashed was not the person who was swinging his sword and forcing Lin Shan, but another masked man who had just been avoided by Lin Shan, and was about to gather the next move to return the sword. The masked man subconsciously tilted his head and easily dodged the flying clods of dirt, but the attacking sword net, which he worked closely with his companions, slightly widened a hole in his moves.

Taking advantage of the gap in the opponent's approaching move, Lin Shan raised his head to avoid a straight sword from the opposite side, and at the same time, his palm pressed to his waist, and his thumb flicked open a cloth belt that fixed the hilt of the soft sword.

......Shh

When the soft sword, which was tough but not soft, quickly broke away from the scabbard that had been transformed into a belt, the sound was not hard, but extremely sharp.

The piercing voice made Mo Ye, who was standing on the side, grit his teeth and frown deeply.

Quickly unsheathed the sword, and drink the enemy's blood!