Chapter Eighty-Five: Capturing Kong Geng

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Liu Ting frowned at the heavy knife eyebrows and put down the knife in his hand.

"Little girl, now it's a big drama of murder, it's not fun."

Kong Wuyan said nervously: "I know it's not fun!" But this girl is serious! I repeat, if you want to kill my father, you have to kill me first! ā€

Liu Ting narrowed his eyes and said murderously: "Okay." ā€

With that, the nameless blade approached Kong Wuyan's throat in an instant. Kong Wuyan closed his eyes, didn't hide, couldn't hide.

Only a drop of blood flowed.

"You're not afraid of death?"

Liu Ting asked with a frown.

His knife only cut through Kong Wuyan's skin, but did not go deep. Liu Ting asked himself if he was not the kind of hero who could not pity the jade, his heart was just an ordinary person.

Kong Dahai and Kong Dashan were cautiously approaching again, but Liu Ting was not much alert, with these two rookies who had never seen the world, it was extremely difficult to hurt Liu Ting's hair.

Kong Wuyan smiled: "I'm afraid, my two legs have been trembling." But I'm more afraid of my father's death. ā€

Liu Ting shook his head helplessly: "Courage is commendable, and spirit is reluctant." But your presence is meaningless, and even if I am soft-hearted because of you, it will not hinder my plans in the slightest. ā€

Suddenly.

Liu Ting went around to Kong Wuyan's back, and a knife stunned her.

Her presence was meaningless.

Even Kong Geng, who originally wanted to escape, lost the opportunity, and became a burden.

"Open Tang!"

Liu Ting did not hit Kong Dahai, but rushed towards Kong Dashan, who had been waiting for an opportunity in the distance. Kong Dahai secretly said badly, and chased after him with all his strength. Kong Dashan's melee skills are not very weak, but compared to a master like Liu Ting, I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist even a move.

Kong Dashan was also stunned for a moment, but immediately relieved himself and threw five darts in a row again, but these five darts were no longer a straight line, a little scattered, he thought that this would make it more difficult for Liu Ting to resist.

Kong Dashan was wrong.

The practice of cutting scales is to master the weapons in your hands without any difference.

This scattering increases the gap and is self-defeating.

Liu Ting pursed his lips.

"Scales!"

One knife and five phantoms.

The last phantom stabbed at Kong Dashan's face.

"No !!"

Kong Dahai closed his eyes.

After the phantom entered the skin, a circle was drawn, and Liu Ting picked it out, and the skin fell off like a mask. Kong Dashan covered his face and touched his eyeballs, not eyelids. He was stunned for a while, and then he felt an indescribable sharp pain on his entire cheek, which made Kong Dashan scream wildly, and countless darts were swayed, but these darts were aimless, only a few of them rushed towards Liu Ting, and they were easily defused by Liu Ting.

The five darts that had just been fired had already fallen into the muddy grass.

Liu Ting gently raised the knife and read softly: "Open Tang." ā€

Kong Dashan's abdomen was opened.

Filthy intestines and internal organs flowed out, and the grass became smelly in an instant.

At the same time, Kong Dahai also rushed to the front, and when he saw this scene, he raised his head to the sky and roared: "Liu Ting! I'm incompatible with you! ā€

The great sword was swung with extraordinary vigour.

There is an artistic conception that everyone can get, but not everyone can get.

That is to see death as if it were home.

If a person really has the will to die, and he is bent on "I will die with you", this kind of artistic conception will naturally appear in his moves.

Liu Ting was a little more serious.

His parrying is no longer simple and casual, and he uses a set of self-created moves that focus on defense.

But at this time, a handful of sludge was thrown towards Liu Ting. Liu Ting didn't resist, but he was drilled into his eyes by the sludge, Kong Dahai saw the opportunity, and after shouting, he stabbed with a sword.

Liu Ting dodged, but didn't dodge it all, and the sword cut through the skin on the side of his ribs.

"I was hurt by people like you who are unknown...... When I go back, Brother Bai will laugh at me. ā€

Liu Ting stared at the source of the soil.

Kong Wuyan.

"I just knocked her unconscious......"

Kong Dahai stabbed a sword again.

Liu Ting didn't look back, but said lightly: "Tear your heart." ā€

Holding the knife in his backhand, he stabs backwards, twists it, and pulls it.

Blood sprayed, splashing Liu Ting's body.

At this time, Liu Ting looked like Shura from the depths of hell, his eyes were cold, his clothes were bright red, and his sideburns that could not be tied up were gently swaying in the cold wind. Kong Wuyan was really a little scared, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Are you pretending to be unconscious? I can't see it, but you are quite scheming. ā€

"How do you know I'm awake now?" Kong Wuyan argued, "From just now to now, I have been sleepwalking!" That's right! That's it! This girl never woke up! ā€

"I don't have time to listen to you!"

This time, Liu Ting really made up his mind.

It's not like he hasn't killed women.

The female prisoners on the second basement floor of Tingwei Prison were killed by him. Seeing blood just now, Liu Ting's bloodthirsty nature has been completely stimulated, and now, his state of mind is already in a state of excitement that is about to lose his mind.

Kong Geng finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out of the carriage.

"Strong! Keep people under the knife! ā€

It's a pity that it wasn't this sentence that could make Liu Ting stop.

"Original...... You're a sick person. ā€

Kong Wuyan rescued herself.

She just wanted to express her opinion before she died, her opinion of the person who killed her. But this sentence saved her life.

Liu Ting's knife stopped in mid-air.

He suddenly said helplessly: "How can you always let me eliminate my killing intent? You know, I'm crazy, I'm scared myself. ā€

"How do I know?" Kong Wuyan shrugged his shoulders, "Probably mutual restraint?" ā€

Looking at Kong Geng, who was rushing over with a roar, Liu Ting knew that his task had been completed.

"I don't want to kill you, I came to punish evil and promote good, and to capture those who seek wealth and kill people. And not to make yourself a criminal who kills good people. Girl, you'd better not get involved in this, it's true that he's your father, but he's so old, and he's going to die sooner or later, so it's better to bring him to justice before he dies, so as to tell the soul of the child who died tragically in heaven. ā€

"My father murdered for money?" Kong Wuyan said in disbelief: "You spew blood!" My father is a saint seedling, how can he ......?"

"What about the tyrant Di Xin or Huang Hao's descendants, what's impossible?"

Liu Ting sneered: "The tiger father still has a dog, not to mention the so-called 'Miao descendant' who has been separated by so many generations." ā€

Kong Geng was already panting and ran in front of Liu Ting.

"You...... Liu Ting? I didn't expect you to be driven by that little white imp......"

As soon as Kong Geng saw Liu Ting's face, he knew that it was the biggest joke that he sent Kong Dashan and Kong Dahai to send them to death. He was here, Kong Geng was completely disheartened and lost the courage and confidence to continue to escape. The jailers of Tingwei Prison can come out in large numbers, and this one in front of him is the best of them, and even a talent that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants but can't ask for, when Kong Geng was still Tingwei Cheng, he followed the Tingwei Han Long at that time, but he didn't slap this guy's ass, just to let him go out and catch a fugitive. Liu Ting has never been stunned by these sycophants, and he has never sold their face.

For the imperial court, if he Liu Ting can come to Tingwei Prison to guard the door, it is already a big face.

"You arrest me and leave, the old man has accepted his fate, I just beg you not to hurt my daughter."

"Daddy......" Kong Wuyan called.

Kong Geng's gaze turned to his daughter, and there was deep reluctance in his tone: "Pheasant...... Dad is indeed a bad person, you should run for your life with your mother, Dad deserves it, you don't have to worry about me. ā€

"Daddy!" Kong Wuyan hugged Kong Geng and cried bitterly.

Liu Ting shook his head and said, "Lao Tzu can't see this kind of scene the most." Hurry up, I have to go back on an errand." ā€

"Hey, madman." Kong Wuyan still had tears on her eyelashes, "You catch my father back, you won't sit on me, right?" ā€

Liu Ting said: "Of course not, according to the laws of this dynasty, only the crime of rebellion is said to be sitting." What, you figured it out? ā€

"Figure out what? I mean, if you don't sit with me, I'll go with you so I can accompany my dad on his last journey. ā€

Liu Ting nodded and said, "Let's go, I can't trust your grooms, we can only go back on foot." ā€

……

Five days later, Yunzhong County was governed by Yunzhong County.

The county guard Fang Tan held a banquet, banqueting all the people in the county with heads and faces, the great writer Song Zhongqing happened to live in Yunzhong County, and the mansion was quite close to the county guard's mansion, so he was invited by Fang Tan to be the guest of honor, you must know that because of his arrival, the county lieutenant Li Feiyuan and the imperial envoy Han Zongding both became secondary guests.

The county watchman is very lively.

Fang Tan is a middle-aged man who is only in his thirties, and being a county guard at this age is enough to glorify the township. He has always had a smile on his face from the beginning of the banquet, which makes people feel like a spring breeze, and his demeanor is even more gentle. Fang Tan's talent is not worth mentioning at all compared to his temperament.

Song Zhongqing is a well-known beauty lover in the literary world, loves all beautiful things, and his poems and articles are not "Mingzhi Yonghuai", but he wants to do his best to outline a beautiful scene in the world, which can be a thing, a person, or even a kind of love, so his works are the most popular among women, even above Wang Qiushui.

Fang Tan, a person whose appearance is far better than his inside, is exactly what Song Zhongqing's taste is, otherwise, a small county guard can not invite him to come.

"Mr. Song, Fang gives you a drink! It is not an exaggeration to say that the humble house is full of brilliance, but it is not a pleasant greeting. ā€

Fang Tan said, raising his wine glass, and the slightly aged Li Feiyuan and Han Zongding behind him synchronized with it.

Song Zhongqing said coldly: "Don't speak!" It's not beautiful when you open your mouth, it's all wine! ā€

Fang Tan put down his wine glass in embarrassment.

"The dog was sent to the house to study......"

Song Zhongqing interrupted him impatiently: "How does your son look?" Pull it over and show it to the old man, if it looks good, the old man doesn't mind the many beautiful things in the house, if it's ugly, the old man can only say sorry. ā€

"Beautiful! Pretty! It must look good! My eldest son is the most like mine, and has inherited all the virtues of his mother. ā€

"Well, there is no basis for what you say, you bring it over first and give it to the old man to take a look."

Song Zhongqing said, twisting his goatee, not caring at all about the extremely unfriendly whispers of the nearby guests.

"You said this is for the old master...... Not like it yet...... Eat it all, right? ā€

"It's possible, I heard that there are many white-faced children in his house, and both men and women have ......."

"Tsk, the world is declining, and you still say that this matter has also become a literati fashion?"

Song Zhongqing snorted coldly, and actually walked directly to these people and yelled at them: "You vulgar fools! Know a fart! Beauty is the highest pursuit of literature and art! For you people who don't understand the amorous situation, the old man doesn't even bother to explain! ā€

Everyone was dumbfounded.

I don't know who laughed first.

The room was full of laughter.

Fang Tan hurriedly came down to play a round game, offending this everyone, just by saying "Fang Tan is short of talents", it is enough to make Fang Tan lose his position as a county parent official. This Song Zhongqing, the energy is greater than people think, because the first prince of the current crown prince Bei Yinglong Sun is this person, and there are even more Confucian scholars in the court who respect Song Zhongqing.

It is different from the profundity and mystery of Wang Lingshen and Wang Qiushui.

Song Zhongqing is a giant in the literary world who is jumping around in front of him.