- Lin Shan lowered her eyes slightly, stretched out her hand and slowly stroked the long satin-like hair of the woman in her arms, and in addition to joy, she was more peaceful.

It is the most beautiful thing for those who need and those who are needed to sit close to each other, and there is no longer a need for a half-word description.

I don't know how long they hugged each other like this, but Chen Jiu reluctantly stood up and left the embrace, moved away from the side of the chaise longue, and sat back on his stool.

But her hands still wrapped tightly around one of his hands.

His slightly cool fingertips were finally warmed by himself.

Thinking that the @∽,anshu≮ba.man's mental defense has been broken by himself, and it is only a matter of time before he takes full possession, Chen Jiu was first happy in his heart, and then a little worried. Linking what he had just encountered outside the town with the location where Lin Shan would be going away after today, Chen Jiu's eyes were full of worry, and he couldn't help but say, "I know that you will definitely not agree to take me with you, but when I think that you are going to such a dangerous place, I can't feel at ease." ”

"Don't worry." Lin Shan smiled, "With my current situation, as long as Jiang Chao and them are still around, no matter what I want, I will only be stopped by them in the end." ”

The heart of the wine is slightly wider.

"After today's events, I really feel how scared I am of losing you. Other than that......" Lin Shan smiled faintly, "...... I have to admit that my body is not as good as before, and if I rely on this, I am afraid it will only drag down the big things. Therefore, I will naturally be more cautious in my actions in the future. ”

This is the second comforting promise that Lin Shan made in person.

But Chen Jiu was still a little uneasy, and asked hesitantly: "Really?" ”

"Really." Lin Shan nodded. Wen Yan said again: "Tomorrow, I will leave a few people and send you back to Kyoto, and you can rest assured that you can wait for me there." I'll be back in a year at the latest. ”

This was originally a very convincing sentence, but Chen Jiu suddenly heard a different meaning, and immediately asked, "Isn't it...... You're saying all this just to persuade me to go back to Kyoto? ”

"Why do you think that?" Lin Shanmian was stunned.

Chen Jiu had an uncertain look in his eyes, and tried his best to maintain a calm tone and said slowly: "You said that you won't go back to Kyoto." ”

"Yes, it's time for Qingchuan. It's time for me to escape from the world. But before that. I have one more important thing to do. Lin Shan looked at Chen Jiu and said very seriously, "I must take you back to Shimen and explain this matter to my master." The North Fence School has been in operation for more than 300 years. For schools of thought prescribed. No more than six disciples tried to disobey. This trip may not have come to fruition. That's why I've always refused to admit to accepting you. But now that I've decided, I'm sure I'll never lie anymore. ”

Chen Jiu's hand couldn't help but tremble. I was both happy and surprised.

Lin Shan's parents died early, and there was a dependent relative when he was a child, and he also passed away soon after he entered the North Fence School, and now for Lin Shan, the most respected elder is his master, the old man of the North Fence.

If you can meet this elder, it will be the greatest affirmation of a new identity for Chenjiu.

However, this move is obviously in great contradiction to the regulations of the Northern Fence School.

But it cannot be denied that if Lin Shan can make this decision, the decision is no longer a lie, no matter what the outcome is.

"I'm sorry......" realized that his suspicion was too heavy, and Chen Jiu looked ashamed, "I shouldn't have doubted you until now." ”

"I didn't make it clear first." Lin Shan smiled slightly, "I am the one who should apologize for delaying you for many years." In the days with me, I always made you sad, even if you beat me up, I was willing to accept it. ”

These words are not fancy, but they are full of affection.

This happiness came too suddenly.

Chen Jiu lowered his head slightly, and imagined the scene of himself beating down Lin Shan, and the two rouge flowers on his cheeks couldn't help but bloom.

"You bad guy...... I know that I am reluctant, but I want to say this......" Chen Jiu bit her lip and whispered, halfway through her words, she finally couldn't sit still, shook off the hand wrapped in her hands, got up and ran out.

Lin Shan subconsciously stood up and chased outside the door, only to realize that her anger might not be regarded as annoyance.

He stopped under the eaves, just looking at the back of Chen Jiu running away, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Two exclamations came from the corner of the tree, and it seemed that they had hit someone.

Not long after, a person came back, but it was not Chen Jiu, but the former imperial doctor Wu Xue with a bowl.

"I asked Jiang Chao, the rogue arrows were too rusty, so I thought about cooking this bowl of medicine to prevent the wound from becoming malignant." Wu Ze explained as he approached.

Lin Shan said with a smile: "Doctor Lao is bothered. ”

"It's only a day or two to bother." Wu Ze smiled indifferently, "Go into the house and sit down and drink again." ”

The two entered the room and sat down at the table, Lin Shan took the medicine bowl and blew the hot air, and then drank it dry in one gulp.

Wu Ze touched his chin and beard, pondered for a moment and said, "What do you think you are drinking when you drink this bowl of medicine?" ”

After a while, Lin Shan said: "It's like drinking tea, it's a little bitter, but it's not difficult to talk about." ”

Wu Ze said again: "Then how do you feel about drinking tea?" ”

"Tea is still tea." Lin Shan said calmly, "I think it's tea." ”

Wu Ze sighed and said, "It seems that only clear water is colorless and tasteless, and it will not change its essence." ”

Lin Shan thought for a while and said, "At the cost of losing my sense of taste, in exchange for the enhancement of my sense of hearing and smell, I should actually be able to earn it." ”

Wu Ze shook his head slightly and said: "This is pathological, it is not the same as exchange, you better be careful." ”

Lin Shan smiled and didn't say anything more.

Wu Ze pondered for a while, as if he had something to say, but he just stopped talking for a moment, and didn't really say anything.

"That's all I can do." Wu Xue didn't stay any longer, took the medicine bowl and got up and went out, only missing a meaningless sentence, "You can rest in peace, don't run outside to toss again, don't disturb your rest, I'll go first." ”

He had wanted to mention the bloody thing. But in the end, he gave up, because he felt in a trance that if Liao Shi hadn't even mentioned this matter to Lin Shan, then he should also keep his mouth shut, and it would be the most appropriate.

But for what reason did you hide the bloody duck from Lin Shan? Wu Ze is actually not sure what the credentials for his decision are.

Lin Shan got up to send Wu Xue out of the house, standing under the eaves and looking at Wu Ze's back as he walked away, he suddenly felt that he owed a lot to this person.

If it weren't for what happened three years ago. Wu Ze should still be comfortable in Kyoto. will not be expelled from the Taiyi Bureau, and his reputation will be so ruined.

This kind of affection didn't linger in Lin Shan's heart for long, because soon two more people entered the courtyard, directing his spirit to another thing.

Jiang Chao walked in with Shan Liang. looked at the stack of papers that Jiang Chao was holding in his hand. The handwriting is sloppy. It can be seen that the speed of writing is hasty, and it should be the result of the interrogation of the two rogues.

"I decided to do something." Cen Chi put one palm on the table, flexed his fingers and flicked it gently. "Fangcai, I was still worried about whether you would be angry because of this, but now, I don't think I can care about your feelings."

"Could it be ......" Fang Wu suddenly stood up from the table, "The matter in the tea shed is not over yet?" ”

"That's just a joke." The smile on Cen Chi's face faded, "The joke is over. ”

Fang Wu slowly sat back on the chair and was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke: "Actually, along the way, you have already started planning the next step, right?" ”

"Yes."

"When you entered the county seat just now, you said that you wanted to drink, but in fact, you had already made a plan, right?"

"Yes."

"You're not just going to just flour this time, are you?"

"Yes."

"No one can convince you?"

"Yes."

"You're crazy." The middle-aged Taoist sighed without saying anything.

"Old man, you don't use the right words. Crazy or not, only yes and no, this cannot be divided by quantifiers. Cen Chi picked the corner of his lips, "And, I'm not crazy yet, I know what I'm doing." ”

Fang Wu was not in the mood to chew the words with Cen Chi at this time, he just snorted a little coldly, and said in a not very friendly tone: "Then when you are in the tea shed, what kind of mystery are you doing, why do you ask?" Is it fun to play tricks? ”

"People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless, when it comes to the end, in fact, I will be a little hesitant." Cen Chi's gaze moved away from Fang Wu's face, fell on his hand covering the table, and continued slowly: "However, you have actually expected this matter for a long time, so such twists and turns can't be regarded as me playing tricks on you." ”

"Looks like I don't have much more to say to you." Fang Wu stood up again, looking like he was about to leave.

And it wasn't until he was about to walk to the door and was about to open it that he suddenly heard Cen Chi's voice floating, and the content of the words made him unable to dodge.

"Old Dao, don't forget what you promised Xiao Kuang."

Fang Wuhuo Ran turned around, his eyes condensed, and he stared firmly at the person sitting on the chair next to the table, but he didn't say a word.

Cen Chi was still sitting firmly on the chair, his expression was calm, and even the hand covering the table did not tremble in the slightest, he only added later: "You can not help, I just hope you don't stop it." If you don't want to see a scene, you can get drunk before me. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps outside the house, and more than one person came. Listening to the sound of heavy footsteps, the person who came should be carrying a heavy load, so it was a little difficult to walk.

"Guest officer, the twenty catties of bamboo leaf green wine you wanted, the small one was sent to you."

I'm afraid that I will send the wrong room, and the inn guy who brought the wine will directly show his name outside the door, and it can be regarded as the last time to inspect the owner with the goods.

"There's Brother Lao, send it in." Cen Chi greeted.

Ten pottery jars, each jar holds two catties, a total of twenty catties of wine. Bamboo leaves are green, the entrance is clear, there is a slight prickly throat feeling, if you are not drunk, it is really a good product in the wine at hand in your spare time. But if you drink this kind of wine until you get drunk and your stamina rises, you will feel quite uncomfortable.

This kind of wine is not easy to drink at banquets, but it is not cheap to sell, so it is not easy to promote among those drunkards who are bent on getting drunk, but it has become a favorite of literati and artists. A drink is refreshing.

This wine was originally quite harmonious with Cen Chi's temperament, but looking at the total amount of wine he summoned, it was a little different from that of ordinary drunkards.

He signed the account book handed by the guy who delivered the drink, and waited for the guy to go out. Cen Chi looked at Fang Wu, who was about to leave but didn't really leave, and said slowly: "Do you want to get drunk?" ”

"It's good to be drunk." Fang Wu returned to the table, and just slapped the clay of a jar of wine, he suddenly said: "Speaking of drinking, Gao Qian must be more opposed to you being so unrestrained than me, do you think he will accept the wine you toast him?" ”

"If you don't choose to toast, do you choose to toast a few women?" As soon as Cen Chi said this, he had already slapped open a jar of mud, and he didn't need a cup, he grabbed the bottom of the altar with his palm and began to pour it into his throat.

Cen Chi since the westward journey. For a few months, I barely drank a drop. In addition to the fact that he is not a heavy drinker, but also because of the persuasion of Gao Qian.

However, in the past three years, Cen Chi has not drunk with the other two companions...... But. The way the cow drinks like it is today. It was the first time Fang Wu had seen it. If it's a high-potential field, you may have already waved your arms to grab the wine.

Fang Wu watched in a daze as Cen Chi swallowed half a jar of wine in one go, and then lowered his hand to put down the jar. He let out a sigh and said, "It's a pity that it's good wine." ”

Just when Fang Wu was quite puzzled by what Cen Chi said after drinking, he saw Cen Chi carrying the half jar of wine and going to the back of a screen on the side of the room.

After a crisp porcelain sound, it is the sound of "bang" running water.

Soon Cen Chi came back with the empty wine jar and threw it on the corner of the table, and then he slapped open the sealing mud of a jar of wine, but no longer carried the jar to the screen and poured it into the night pot, but splashed it in the room with a snap of his fingers. He poured half a jar of wine on the ground, and he began to sprinkle the remaining half jar of wine on himself.

Soon, this originally neatly cleaned room became a rotten nest of two drunkards indulging in the wine country in the dark, and the smell of alcohol was too strong.

Cen Chi put down the second empty wine jar, and dragged the third wine jar to his hand, and at the moment before he opened the sealing mud, he looked at Fang Wu, who was stunned and looked at him, and said, "You can get drunk, but I can only play with wine." ”

Fang Wushuang's eyes widened slightly and said, "What the hell are you doing here?" ”

……

Check in on the first floor of the high potential inn, then go to the stable behind the inn to check the beans in the trough, and then go back to the hall on the first floor of the inn to have some food, and then return to the guest room on the second floor.

Gao Qian's room was next door to Cen Chi's room, and before he approached his room, he smelled a strong smell of wine in the hallway, so strong that it could no longer be called mellow.

Gao Qian has not been drinking for almost three months, and he has actually endured it hard, but for the sake of the prime minister's entrustment, there is no doubt that he will choose to continue to endure it, but this makes him very sensitive to the smell of wine.

Realizing a certain situation, Gao Qian didn't ask anything, and directly pushed open the door of Cen Chi's room, and then he saw two people lying on the table who were already drunk, and several wine jars rolled down on the ground, and the wine was spilled everywhere.

Seeing that the middle-aged Taoist Fang Wu slipped from the chair to the bottom of the table, holding the table legs and snoring, he was obviously drunk and unconscious.

Cen Chi, who could still sit firmly on the table, seemed to be lightly drunk, lying on the table with his face facing inward, his throat seemed to be humming some tune in a low voice, one hand stretched forward, and his fingers were hooked with the tether of a wine jar.

"Sir, what's the matter? Such overdrinking is harmful to the body. Gao Qian walked into the house, and the next step was to remove the wine jar in Cen Chi's hand.

Unexpectedly, his hand had just touched the edge of the wine jar, and Cen Chi, who was lying on the table with his face facing inward, suddenly turned his head, and at the same time, his hand that was just touching the rope of the wine jar bent his five fingers and grasped the jar more firmly in his hand. He stared at Gao Qian, word by word, and said as if he was drunk: "The old way is no longer good, you come to drink with me!" ”

"This is not good, the responsibility below is to protect Mr., not to accompany Mr. to drink and hurt himself." Gao Qian verbally refused, and tried to take away the wine jar from Cen Chi's hand again.

This time, he got it easily.

Because Cen Chi suddenly took the initiative to let go of his hand.

Gao Qian was slightly stunned holding half a jar of wine, and then he saw Cen Chi slap open the sealing mud of a jar of new wine.

"If you don't have anyone to accompany you, you might be more comfortable pouring yourself a drink." As soon as the words fell, Cen Chi lifted the wine jar, and poured it violently, and soon half of the jar of wine was empty.

Watching this scene, Gao Qian only felt a little frightened, and at the same time, he also vaguely realized that if he wanted to ask something from Cen Chi at this time, such as asking Cen Chi why he suddenly drank so violently, Cen Chi was most likely reluctant to say more.

- Actually, he should have been aware of a problem, but because he saw that Cen Chi's drinking speed was too intense, he had to find a way to persuade him to drink first. That's why I ignore the strange atmosphere hidden in the rich aroma of the wine.

Shifting his gaze slightly, Gao Qian refocused his gaze on the bottom of the table, moved a chair, squatted on the edge of the table, broke Fang Wu's fingers holding the table legs, pulled him up from under the table, and helped him to the side of the chair to sit down.

After a little hesitation, Gao Qian picked up the half jar of wine that he had just snatched from Cen Chi's hand, but instead of pouring it into his throat, he turned his wrist and poured all the wine on Fang Wu's face with the wine jar.

The wine is still mellow. But if not to drink into the stomach. Instead, it was splashed on the face, and the cold skin-friendly feeling was almost like water.

Fang Wu really came to his senses, his eyes were half-open, and he didn't have to wait for him to see who was standing in front of him. I heard a familiar voice coming: "Mr. Fang." What's wrong with all of you? Why do you suddenly drink too much? ”

Fang Wu shook his head and said, "Good wine can't be wasted. "That's it. He also stuck out his tongue and licked a few drops of wine hanging from his lips, which had been touched by Gao Qian when he had just poured wine on him.

Gao Qian sighed and was about to ask again. Suddenly, I heard the sound of the wine jar breaking behind me.

Immediately afterwards, Cen Chi's cough came.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

The wine jar in Cen Chi's hand had been smashed into pieces, and the hand he was holding the wine jar was pressed tightly under his ribs at this time, coughing up a mouthful of blood, his lips were red, and the placket wet with wine soon became a dazzling red color.

Rao is high diving has several lives under his hands, and when he saw the scene in front of him at this time, he was still inexplicably frightened.

It's just because this qiē came too suddenly.

"Let you have a drink with me, you...... Cough...... You don't want to ......" Cen Chi's face gradually distorted because of the pain that erupted in his body, slightly hideous, he coughed for a while, and with great difficulty, he swallowed some cough, then looked at Gao Qian, who was standing on the opposite side, and gasped and said, "There is no chance...... You're just thinking about ...... There's no chance......"

The words "no chance" have two meanings in the impression of high potential.

An ordinary meaning, but just a miss of chance; There is also a special meaning, which exaggerates a sense of crisis.

But at this time, Gao Qian looked at the situation in front of him, and the four words "no chance" hoarsely came out of Cen Chi's throat, which not only seemed to refer to drinking, but also seemed to vaguely reveal another meaning. However, with just the two people in the house who were intoxicated with drinking dreams, how could they move him to dive high?

Even if the strength of wine can strengthen people's courage and increase their reckless strength, but he is the head of the ten generals of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the defense of the enemy is based on martial arts, not to mention two drunken madmen, that is, twenty more drunken madmen, are not his opponents.

What's more, at this time, Cen Chi, who didn't know martial arts, was in a state of poison again, and he was already a wasted person.

Therefore, after Gao Qian was stunned for a short time, he turned around and looked at Fang Wu who was drunk and slumped in the chair. According to Gao Qian's understanding, Fang Wu has martial arts to hide, but he almost never reveals it, so in this somewhat strange environment in the inn room at this time, Gao Qian's vigilance against Fang Wu will be higher.

Another point is that if Cen Chi is really poisoned, then the only way to save his life is to find a way to make Fang Wu have no shots.

However, when he looked back at Fang Wu, he saw that the Daoist did not look awake at all.

The Taoist also seemed to see Cen Chi who was coughing up blood at this time, but in his drunken and misty eyes, Cen Chi was not coughing up blood, but spitting wine, so he just slapped the armrest of the chair indiscriminately, and shouted intermittently: "Just drink and vomit, spoil!" Waste ......"

"Mr. Cen is poisoned, Mr. Fang, wake up quickly, is there any way to suppress the poison first?" Gao Qian ignored Fang Wu's drunken nonsense, and just slapped his face with his hand while calling him.

At this moment, Gao Qian's love is still relatively calm.

However, sitting two steps away behind Gao Qian, Cen Chi, who was coughing up blood, looked at the scene in front of him and frowned. His spirit was still very clear, but his emotions were a little fluctuating, not because of the pain in his body, but because he was a little anxious about one thing.

The hesitation was only in an instant, and Cen Chi's figure deviated to the left and fell from the chair.

Hearing a muffled sound of "bang" from behind, Gao Qian's eyes turned around, and he saw Cen Chi fall under the table, and the situation was unknown.

Gao Qian had to let go of Fang Wu's side for the time being, and ran under the table.

"Sir!" Gao Qian squatted down at the table, grabbed one of Cen Chi's arms like he had just dragged Fang Wushi, and wanted to pull him up from under the table.

And just as Gao Qian grabbed Cen Chi's forearm and lifted it up, he suddenly felt it. The body of his subordinates, which should have become very heavy because of the poisonous coma, was suddenly as light as a flying feather...... Fly to him!

Falling off the chair was originally Cen Chi's control of his body and acting, not because of fainting.

So after his body hit the ground, the hand that was pressed under one side of his body had actually gathered his strength to support the ground. Just crouch down at the table and pull him again, and he'll leap to his feet.

If Gao Qian hadn't squatted down, Cen Chi might have been a little hesitant.

But Gao Qian really squatted down as expected, and Cen Chi would not give up this opportunity!

"Bang!"

Cen Chi used all his strength to jump up, like an octopus, hanging on Gao Qian's body. Push him to the ground.

Those who practice martial arts initially practice the next game. Usually practice standing, as for when squatting, the lower plate is still unstable, and the ratio between yes and no is a bit hanging. Cen Chi only had to gamble. According to what he knows. Facing external attacks. Most martial arts practitioners are not as steady as they are standing when they are squatting, but they don't know how accurate this routine is for high diving.

But apart from this opportunity, he couldn't find any other attack opportunities in the high dive.

So he can only bet!

"Old way!"

While pounced on the high dive like a wolf. Cen Chi roared.

When Cen Chi suddenly counterattacked, Gao Qian was surprised for a moment, but as the head of the ten generals of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he had received a lot of training, and he had also seen a variety of emergencies when he traveled with the Prime Minister, so in the face of the unexpected situation in the inn room today, he could quickly calm down and clearly smell a trace of danger.

What threat can a waste person who doesn't know martial arts pose to himself?

If it weren't for the prime minister's order there, it would be superfluous to kill this scholar who suddenly became troubled.

As for the middle-aged Taoist, maybe he would have some tricks, but with only a pair of fleshy palms, it would be difficult to avoid his ten moves.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Gao Qian's mouth, from squatting to standing up, his figure was indeed unstable, but it was not so bad that he would be pounced on by Cen Chi, who had no martial arts foundation. Not only did he not fall, but he also did not let go of the hand holding Cen Chi, but his five fingers were like a pair of pig iron pliers, suddenly tightening by three points, and the hand bone of Cen Chi's right arm was "Gege" softly, and it was constantly cracked.

And just when Cen Chi's right forearm was about to be broken off by Gao Qian, the sky suddenly swelled with a piece of white powder!

Gao Qian subconsciously closed his eyes, and the strength of the five fingers of Cen Chi's arm slowed slightly, and then he smelled a faint aroma of flour......

It's actually flour!

Gao Qian realized that he had been fooled, and before he opened his eyes, the five fingers that were grabbing Cen Chi's forearm had already exerted force in advance. He had already realized that this scholar who was similar to waste in his eyes was actually extremely insidious and cunning, and he regretted it a little, he should have been more ruthless just now, and directly abolished this person with one palm, instead of just fighting with one arm.

But his realization was half a beat after all.

At the same time that Cen Chi was snorting in pain beside him, Gao Qian also felt the coldness on his neck.

This coolness is thinner than a blade, so it also makes Gao Qian even more uneasy.

He vaguely remembered what kind of artifact it could give people a feeling, but he couldn't remember it very clearly......

This is because he used to watch this kind of object stalk to others, but today he is experiencing for the first time what it feels like to be wrapped around his neck.

"Die!"

A roar beside him!

The voice still came from the scholar who usually looked modest, gentle, thin, and sick...... Cen Chi!

"You!" The moment he opened his eyes in the white mist of high potential, he also roared angrily, like a beast falling into a trap.

But he only had time to roar.

Wrapped around the neck of the high dive is a silk string as thin as silk, but tougher than iron wire, if it were not for the blood on the string, the naked eye may not be able to see clearly.

But no matter what, once such a seemingly thin thread wraps around the neck of the high dive and is strangled in the skin with a certain elasticity, even if the high dive has a dagger hidden in his sleeve, it is impossible for him to swing the dagger to cut the neck and break the string.

What's more, Cen Chi obviously won't give him this opportunity.

The sharp pain of the fracture of his right arm and the colic pain of the poison under the ribs all hit his spirit, almost making Cen Chi faint, but he knew that things had only reached the most critical point of the instant reversal of victory and defeat at this time, and he couldn't relax a bite, so he didn't hesitate to bite the tip of his tongue, full of salty just to refresh himself with this third sharp pain closest to the brain nerves!

While fighting the pain, his still intact left sleeve danced wildly. Dots of white light flew through the gaps, and with just one chance, they successfully wrapped themselves around the neck of the high diver.

He is like a young man who has never lassoed a horse, but with only one shot, he has caught a fierce horse that is going mad in anger.

This time, he's also gambling!

If he doesn't shoot on the right track, he will face a cliff with no place to die, and he will not have a chance to shoot.

Maybe it's too close, maybe it's another kind of providence that helps his hand, which usually only holds a pen and dances to write. Suddenly, there was the power of divine strike!

"Ka..."

Cen Chi's left thumb was flexed. Pressed the edge of the small box in his hand, and pressed it directly into the www.biquge.info, and then he let go of his hand.

The small box broke away from the control of Cen Chi's palm, but it did not become a dead thing. After a slight squeak. It began to automatically tighten the filament that "spit out" from the box. But because the other end of the filament was wrapped around a person's neck. The weight of the box obviously couldn't hold a young man, so it could only fly upside down and stick to his neck.

Nevertheless. The silk threads in the box did not stop and continued to tighten, and the strings were stretched to the limit, and there was a metallic sound of the springs grinding each other in the box.

The other end of the silk string had already streaked a deep streak of blood on the soft neck of the high submer's skin.

The Adam's apple was locked, unable to speak, the largest blood vessels in the neck and the breathing trachea were tightened, and there was already a void in the mind of the high submersion.

However, just before he was about to lose consciousness and Cen Chi was about to really succeed, the sound of the metal plate of the machine spring inside the small box rubbing was close to his ears, giving Gao Qian a hint......

This should be regarded as Cen Chi's biggest omission in the whole plan of "strangling high diving".

But this mistake cannot be regarded as Cen Chi's omission.

Because even the officials of the Ministry of Industry who presided over the production of this box could not have expected that he was just a general in the Prime Minister's Mansion who could know the trick of destroying this artifact!

Gao Qian finally remembered what was wrapped around his neck and where its weaknesses were.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and flew up and kicked Cen Chi out of the way by his side, and at the same time, one of his hands had reached into his sleeve and pulled out the sharp dagger that was tied to his forearm.

His other hand grabbed his neck indiscriminately, grasped the body of the box that spit out the silk strings, and once he was sure that he was holding it correctly, the short dagger he was holding with his other hand immediately cut horizontally!

At the moment before the brain was deprived of oxygen and ischemia, and he was about to lose consciousness, Gao Qian's dagger could still be cut so accurately, which shows how meticulous his martial arts cultivation is, how terrifying.

You must know that with the sharpness of that dagger, as long as the tip of the knife that cut through the skin of the neck just now is shifted by one more inch, then as the small box is cut, the large blood vessels of the left neck of the high potential will not be spared.

If things really develop to this point, the result of Gao Qian's dagger swing will not be self-help, but self-killing.

However, the past decades of continuous training of martial arts skills have finally helped Gao Diver at this critical moment. As the skin on his neck was cut by the sharp dagger, and the hand holding the box was also cut off by half of his index finger, blood splattered between his neck, and at the same time, the shattered remains of the lockthroat box were shattered and splashed.

The small box, which is spliced tightly on the outside, still has a very fine middle seam, which is a trace that cannot be wiped out by handmade zuò, and it is also the most vulnerable place of the solidified box.

Gao Qian wielded the dagger that could break the gold, although only half of the blade was slashed at this slit of the box, but with the strength of his wrist, the sharp blade was enough to split the small box in two.

Half of Gao Qian's neck was blurred by blood, but in fact it was only a layer of flesh, most of which came from his finger that had been severed along with the throat box. Ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the broken finger is the index finger that is more useful, but the sharp pain of this broken finger has accelerated the speed of the high potential mind.

Not only did he quickly recover his spirit, but the sharp pain of exaggerating blood aroused a touch of ruthlessness in his eyes, and the killing intent gradually rose.

If Cen Chi was determined to murder him, he would no longer show mercy.

Cen Chi was kicked by Gao Qian's kick just now, and his body, which had no martial arts foundation, fell directly out of five steps, rushed away from two jars of unopened bamboo leaf green wine, and fell into the bed placed next to the wall in the room, and broke a bed board through a thick layer of cotton wool.

Cen Chi lay on the bed and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, and the blood gradually turned pink. At the same time as he cracked the bed board, two ribs in his chest were also cracked, and his whole body was like falling apart, and he didn't even have the strength to turn over.

He didn't see the high dive with the blood-dripping dagger behind his back and his eyes showing a fierce light.

But Fang Wu, a middle-aged Taoist sitting on a chair three steps behind Gao Qian, saw this scene, the smell of wine in his eyes suddenly dissipated, his eyes sharpened, and he suddenly shouted: "Fierce slave! ”

As soon as the words fell, a crisp and somewhat piercing sword drawing sound came.

The white light was like scales, the sword qi cut through the wind curtain, Fang Wu grabbed the seven-inch and quarter-long Hidden Blade with one hand, jumped up directly from the chair, and attacked the back of the high dive!

Before the high dive could turn around, he rolled directly to the ground to avoid the thorn. Dodging to another corner of the room, looking at Fang Wu, the Taoist who was holding a sword and had already prepared a move, Gao Qian sneered: "It's really hard that you have been hiding for so long, seeing that Mr. Cen is also making up for the end of the matter, Mr. Fang, you are so anxious, then let Gao give you a ride first." ”――

(To be continued......)