The night never belonged to ordinary people, because ordinary people, even the Shinong industrial and commercial officials, would go to bed early after a tiring day. They have never had the opportunity to appreciate the quiet beauty or tyranny of this night, and they have only occasionally heard of it from the banter and books in the streets and alleys. Maybe when you wake up, the sky has changed color, and people have changed their clothes; But the days can still be repeated exactly like before going to bed. This is an ordinary life.

The night has always been a paradise for those who have a heart. On a high ground next to Zhengtai Road, a white-haired old man, bathed in the night, leaned against the trunk of a tree, was quietly waiting for the result ahead.

In the distance, Shijiazhuang Station on Zhengtai Road, the lights are still bright, and in the shadows, Ma Buzhou instructed his henchmen and soldiers, so that they quietly scattered around the station, and when the soldiers were ambushed, he paused a few times, coughed a few times, and then slowly walked to Wu Luzhen's door, and asked in a low voice: "Governor, there is an urgent military situation report from his subordinates." ”

Wu Luzhen in the house obviously hadn't slept yet, and when he heard Ma Buzhou's voice, he walked over quickly, opened the door, and asked the commander of his guard battalion urgently, "What's the matter?" ”

Ma Buzhou came to Wu Luzhen's side, leaned down, and said in a low voice: "There is an order to clear the door, and Wu Luzhen's head will be taken tonight!" As soon as he said that, Ma Buzhou flashed a dagger in his backhand and stabbed towards Wu Luzhen.

This is extremely abrupt, how could Wu Luzhen have imagined that Ma Buzhou, who he regarded as his henchman, would suddenly face him with a sword? With an instinctive flash, relying on the inertia of many years of martial arts, although he avoided the vital point, the two were too close, and Ma Buzhou's dagger was deeply rooted in Wu Luzhen's left shoulder.

Wu Luzhen was furious, raised his knees and pushed at Ma Buzhou, who retreated sharply and distanced himself. The two stared at each other coldly.

"Huitian, you're going to kill me?" Wu Luzhen stood by the door and asked angrily, "You want to be a lackey of the Manchu Dynasty?!" ”

"Governor, you are treasonous, I can't be that disloyal person with you! The brothers didn't agree either! Ma Buzhou also replied angrily!

Wu Luzhen laughed angrily, "Okay, good, I didn't expect that I, Wu Luzhen, was blind!" Horse Step Week! Have you forgotten what I do to you on weekdays? ”

"The Governor still has the face to say such things?" Ma Buzhou said contemptuously, "Let me ask you, how does Xiangshuai treat you?" How does Liangjue Luo treat you? If you don't have a handsome fragrance, you are just a mediocre horseman; If you don't have a conscience, how can you be the ruler of the sixth town in Beiyang? Since you can do such an ungrateful thing, don't blame me for not thinking about the old feelings! ”

"Good!" After Wu Luzhen heard this, her anger disappeared, "In this case, you and I are our masters today, and the past kindness will be written off." If you want to kill me, let the horses come!" ”

"Dudu, offended!" After Ma Buzhou finished speaking, he held the dagger in both hands, jumped up, and stabbed at Wu Luzhen, who was worthy of Wu Luzhen's side, but suddenly flashed and made way of space, and suddenly there was a sharp sound in the night, and a white feather arrow, as if born out of thin air, went straight to Wu Luzhen's chest.

This time it was unexpected, a good Wu Luzhen, suddenly drew his sword, and slashed the arrow. The sword and arrow collided, Wu Luzhen only felt that his arm shook, and there was a lot of bow power!

Although the first feather arrow was knocked away by Wu Luzhen, Ma Bu Zhou searched for a gap, and pierced Wu Luzhen's waist with a dagger.

Wu Luzhen hurriedly turned around and flashed the dagger, but before he could swing his sword and stab at Ma Buzhou, a big white feather arrow came into the air again and hit him in the chest.

This time, Wu Luzhen couldn't dodge anymore, he said "oops", his eyes closed, and he only felt that there were still infinite things to be done in his heart, but there was no time in this life.

Suddenly, I heard a chuckle in my ear, the sharp sound of the feather arrow flickered, and a clear voice said with a smile: "He, you can't kill him!" ”

Wu Luzhen opened his eyes when he heard this, but saw a sixteen-year-old boy, Zhu Yimingfu, standing in front of him, holding a white feather arrow in his left hand, looking at Ma Buzhou with a smile.

"Who are you?" Ma Buzhou asked in surprise.

"Zhu Chongzhen!" The young man said lightly to Ma Buzhou, "You are not my enemy, retreat." ”

After speaking, he said loudly into the vast night: "Who is there at this moment?" Do you need to fight? ”

"Huitian, step aside!" An old voice came from the void, "Since it is an old man from Yuezhou, it is worth a while." ”

The sound disappeared, and slowly a person appeared, walking under the light, Zhu Chongzhen felt familiar when he heard the sound, and when he saw the person, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Sure enough, it's the old man of Yuezhou, the white-haired old man, tonight, it's the day when you and I meet again!" ”

It turned out that the person was actually the white-haired old man who was by Zaihong's side in Yuezhou City back then! Behind the old man, a man with a huge bow in his hand followed closely.

"I didn't expect that the son was a trustworthy person, and before the appointment date, he would offend me and mess with me. I knew that my son was so immoral, and when I cleared the door that day, I would fight for dozens of lives, and I should have cut the grass and eradicated the roots! ”

Zhu Chongzhen arched his hand at the white-haired old man, "What the elder taught is that this time it is indeed Zhu Qiu's dishonesty!" But in this case, I had no choice but to do it. A few days ago, I met the end of the gate and asked him to summon the appointment on my behalf, so I wonder if the news has reached the ears of the elderly? ”

The white-haired old man nodded, "If it weren't for the summons from the end party, we wouldn't have guessed that you would go north at this time." It seems that Yuan Shikai's little material is good, you really came to borrow Wu Luzhen's Beiyang Sixth Town! ”

Zhu Chongzhen was slightly surprised, and he couldn't imagine that in the Qingmen, someone would guess his whereabouts just by going north. Sure enough, the Chinese homeland is hidden by the dragon and the tiger, which is unfathomable.

"Qingmen is really able to come out in large numbers!" Zhu Chongzhen smiled, "In that case, the elder is going to fight?" ”

"It depends on the ten years of cultivation of the child, how far he has come!"

As soon as the white-haired old man finished speaking, the man with the bow behind him suddenly turned around, and inadvertently, he heard the bowstring sound, and a big arrow with white feathers shot towards Zhu Chongzhen.

Zhu Chongzhen casually threw out the feather arrow that he had just received in his hand, and the two arrows collided in the air and fell to the ground together.

"Good eyesight!" The man with the bow praised it, and then stopped, the left hand led the bow, the right hand pulled the string, only to hear the sound of the boom, the white feather arrow group flew out, if it became a meteor in the sky, smashed straight towards Zhu Chongzhen, that time, it didn't seem that there was only one person leading the bow, but it seemed that there were thousands of people who controlled the string to release arrows together!

"Qingmen Ruishi, it is really extraordinary!" Zhu Chongzhen also praised it, his right hand flashed an arc of blade light, and he waved it out casually, and between the vertical and horizontal sword qi, the feather arrows broke into two sections and fell into the dust.

At this time, the white-haired old man had already bullied Zhu Chongzhen, and the old man did not use a blade, and pointed like a knife, so he stabbed at Zhu Chongzhen, as if it was slow and fast, and hissing in front of his fingers, obviously sharp, no less sharp than a sword.

As soon as Zhu Chongzhen blocked the horizontal sword, the three of them tumbled and rolled, and they fought in one place. When Wu Luzhen saw it, she was immediately devastated. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and when he was in Hubei, he could compete with masters such as Chen Zuoxin, and he could also be slightly better. Over the years, Wu Luzhen has been crisscrossing the north and south, galloping inside and outside, and has never met opponents, often boasting that he is unparalleled in the world, and now when he sees these three people doing it, he knows that he was a frog at the bottom of the well in the past, and he didn't know how big the world is and how many martial arts he has!

Zhu Chongzhen's art at this moment is naturally not as good as when he was in Yuezhou, he can only blindly use the power of the blade to defeat the enemy. The battle of that year, although it was the first bitter battle in his life, but after all, nearly ten years have passed, and in the past ten years, Zhu Chongzhen has fought hard, and in his memory, this first battle in his life has actually gradually faded away. Now that he has re-encountered the white hair of the Qingmen, under the fierce battle, all kinds of past have come to mind again.

White-haired melee fighting, feather arrows attacking from afar, two people attacking and defending, if one contract. Ordinary people, but they were defeated in three or two rounds, but after fighting for a meal, the two of them still couldn't help Zhu Chongzhen. On the other hand, Zhu Chongzhen looked at ease, as if he was not in a hurry.

The white-haired old man sighed in his heart, knowing that this matter was indeed expected by Yuan Shikai's child. Although he was reluctant in his heart, he still had to do it for the sake of clearing the door.

I saw that in the midst of the fierce battle, the white-haired old man suddenly roared, and the archers in the distance heard the sound and poured their strength, and then there was a rain of flowers and shot towards Zhu Chongzhen. The white-haired old man took the opportunity to retreat sharply, and in the retreat, several black dragons rose from the ground, and the majesty was better than before, and he struck at Zhu Chongzhen in the roar.

This kind of secret method made Wu Luzhen stunned. That's when he realized how dangerous things were tonight. This kind of means of channeling the gods is far beyond the ability of a mere mortal man to contend with. In the past, I thought that I was unparalleled in the world, which was really ridiculous!

Zhu Chongzhen let out a long laugh, the blade of his right hand flashed, but in an instant, he cut off the dragon's head, "Isn't the elder already exhausted?" What is the old style of ten years ago? ”

The white-haired old man had retreated to the side of the man with the bow at this time, and he was already old and decrepit, and the old man was a little panting when he came out with all his strength. The white hair took a long breath, calmed down the blood surging in his heart, and replied, "Ashamed! The two of us joined forces, but we still couldn't help my son. Childe's magic skills, my white-haired Dehao is convinced. It's just tonight's matter, it is related to the ancestors' rivers and mountains, and it has to be done, please forgive me! ”

After speaking, he shouted: "Ma Buzhou, do it!" ”

Listening to the surroundings of the station, countless people responded with long voices, followed by countless muskets banging, shooting straight towards Zhu and Wu!

Hearing the sound of muskets, Wu Luzhen was shocked, these ten thousand guns fired at once, no matter if you are a Da Luo Jin Immortal, you will also be crushed. He knew that he would die, but he was grateful to Zhu Chongzhen for saving his life, and with one step, he had to block in front of Zhu Chongzhen and block the bullet for him.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Chongzhen stretched out his hand to pull Wu Luzhen and pulled him behind him. Walk back until your back is against the wall. It is also a scene, although Wu Luzhen is much older than Zhu Chongzhen, his height is not as good as Zhu Chongzhen, and at this moment he was pulled behind by Zhu Chongzhen, and the things in front of him could not be seen at all. I only heard the sound of "ding ding ding" in front of me and a symphony of gold and iron, which rang straight for a long time, and I heard Zhu Chongzhen laugh in the sound: "Elder, Qingmen is not growing like this now?" Even the grievances of the rivers and lakes have to use Western firearms? ”

The white-haired old man didn't expect that it was this firearm, and Zhu Chongzhen, who couldn't hurt him in the slightest, heard Zhu Chongzhen laugh like this, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "At such a point, what face is there to say?" ”

"Stop!" The white-haired old man let out a loud shout, and after this sound, the gunfire immediately stopped. Suddenly the long night turned from movement to quiet, and the west wind blew in gusts, and everyone present realized that this night was so quiet!

Wu Luzhen heard that the gunfire stopped, so he flashed out, looked down, but saw that within a foot radius around him, full of bullets surrounded by a semicircle on the ground, he looked at it, he didn't feel shocked in his heart, looked up at Zhu Chongzhen, saw that the young man's face was still normal, he opened his mouth to thank him, but the words came to his mouth, but he never said it.

The white-haired old man shook his head there, suddenly bowed deeply to Zhu Chongzhen, and then said, "Gongzi's divine skill is indeed capable of fighting with my sect master." It's just that today, Dehao is destined to kill Wu Luzhen! ”

After saying that, he knotted his hands again, and suddenly a pressure in the night sky condensed like substance, turned into a dragon, and slammed into Zhu Chongzhen with a screaming sound. At the same time, the man with the bow beside the white-haired man roared and shot three arrows at Zhu Chongzhen.

Zhu Chongzhen shook his head, pushed Wu Luzhen away casually, took a step forward, and caught the attack of the two. said that it was late, that was fast, on the ground next to him, suddenly turned up, his body was bound*, the fire twist was already hissing, and the person threw down Wu Luzhen, and the two rolled over and rolled together!

Zhu Chongzhen heard the sound, looked back, and couldn't help but be furious, "Rats dare!" ”

With a shout, the blade light in his hand flashed out, and with a slash in the air, he broke through the momentum of the white-haired feather arrow, turned back sharply, and waved his backhand, and in the midst of the two rolling, he cut off the arm of the dead man, followed by the volley, and pulled Wu Luzhen out, and his body retreated sharply, and he retreated into the distance with Wu Luzhen.

But it was still a little late, so I heard a "boom", Wu Luzhen screamed, and her legs were already blown off at the knees!

Zhu Chongzhen was furious when he saw this, turned around and swung a blade at the white-haired old man, and the old man did not dodge, but the man with the bow flashed forward and raised the bow to block, only to hear the sound of "pop", and the longbow was split in half!

Fortunately, Zhu Chongzhen still had a trace of restraint and did not forget his mission of returning to the country this time, so the Qingmen archers picked up a life.

Zhu Chongzhen put away the Purple Emperor Blade, played a pipa on Wu Luzhen's body with both hands, and took out a bottle of wound medicine from his arms, sprinkled it on Wu Luzhen's broken knee, and the blood that originally gushed out suddenly stopped.

Wu Luzhen was already sweating profusely in pain at this time, but he was extremely strong, and he didn't make a sound at this moment, just gritted his teeth and secretly endured it. Fortunately, Zhu Chongzhen's wound medicine was quite effective, and after a while, the pain in the broken knee gradually disappeared.

Zhu Chongzhen pointed at Wu Luzhen's sleeping hole, and then turned around and said coldly to the white-haired old man: "Let's go!" Go back and tell Zaihong that on the fifteenth day of next month, I will go to the capital to find him. Ten years of covenant, a hundred years of grievances, and this great Chinese rivers and mountains, when the time comes, I will fight with him! ”