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Liu Feng's face changed, because he had carefully inspected the roof before, let alone people, and he hadn't even seen a mouse, but now he ......

Biao Xie also changed color, but his reaction was much faster than Liu Feng's. Draw your sword, leap up, step on the railing with the soles of your feet, take advantage of the momentum, put your long arms on the eaves, and a harrier rolls over and climbs onto the roof.

As soon as Liu Feng saw that Biao was relieved, he immediately stopped castration, drew his sword out of its sheath, and blocked it sideways in front of Zhang Fang. In a sudden distress, one of the two of them must stay by Zhang Fang's side.

Soon, there was a fierce clash of instruments above the roof, but the sound was strange, not the expected clash of gold and iron, but tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk—like the sound of some kind of hard object colliding with iron.

Zhang Fang patted Liu Feng on the shoulder, and Liu Feng nodded knowingly. The master and servant pressed the guardrail at the same time, went downstairs, and looked up together. I can clearly see two figures flying and fighting on the roof.

One is needless to say, and the other is a man dressed in a short brown hakama that is different from the locals, and combs his hair in a Chinese-style bun. Because the two sides switched between offense and defense too quickly, they couldn't see the man's face clearly, and they could only speculate from the flowing black beard that he was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties.

Surprisingly, the man held a six-foot-long, egg-thick antique colorful bamboo cane, and struck against Biao Jie's sharp long sword.

Zhang Fang stared at it for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became, not by the hardness of the bamboo cane, but by the man's technique.

Biao Jie's swordsmanship is sharp, and every blow carries the fearlessness of going and not returning, and the killing intent is like a wave. The man, on the other hand, defends more and attacks less, calmly dissolving every blow. What is eye-popping is that every time he dissolves, he uses a bamboo cane to accurately hit the spine of the sword, and he doesn't touch the sword blade at all, no wonder the bamboo cane is actually intact with such a fierce impact.

To be able to accurately hit the spine of the sword in a dizzying and rapid stab, how keen eyes and clever techniques are this?

If the sword is as poisonous as a snake, then the man's bamboo cane is a thin branch that hits the seven inches of the "snake". A sword is bright, but the man is in danger.

The roof of the stilted building is paved with thick blades of grass, and the man moves lightly and dexterously without grass branches. However, it was a flash and a move, causing the blades of grass to fly wildly.

Zhang Fang shook his head, he had already seen that this man was very skillful, still above Biaojie, but lacked a killing intent.

Zhang Fang raised his head, the dark clouds above his head were four, like waves rolling, the wind was sudden, with thick moisture, and the top of the distant mountains was already a white expanse.

Zhang Fang took a deep breath and exhaled: "It's raining, stop fighting!" Solve it, call it a day! ”

Biao Xie may not understand what it means to call it a day, but at least he hears "stop fighting". The master told him to stop, even if the knife and axe were on his neck, he had to stop.

Biao unleashed his sword, turned and leaped down. The man also quickly withdrew the bamboo cane, pulled a sword flower, hid the cane behind him, and stood on the roof. The wind blows, the hair flutters, and the clothes hunt. At this moment, this nameless man dressed in rough clothes faintly exuded the momentum of a first-class swordsman.

Zhang Fang arched his hand: "There is no malice in the honorable driver, my subordinates overreacted, don't blame it." ”

The man also returned the salute with a cane: "Don't dare, it's too abrupt to speak rashly." ”

A drop of water fell and hit Zhang Fang's face. Zhang Fang raised his finger to erase it, and pointed to the stilted building: "It's about to rain, how about we go into the house and talk?" ”

The man shook his head: "No need to ......"

Biao Jie's face sank and pressed his sword.

Zhang Fang shook his palm lightly, signaling that Biao Xie was a little restless.

The man continued, "If you want to find one of the two missing women in this house, you may as well come with me." With that, he turned around and walked into the house, and disappeared in a few leaps. After a while, the door of a courtyard at the entrance of the long street creaked open, and the man walked out and beckoned to Liu Feng, who was guarding the door.

Liu Feng looked at Zhang Fang, Zhang Fang nodded: "Let's go, it's okay to see." ”

……

Outside the house, the rain was pouring down, and the four people in the room knelt down, and all eight eyes were focused on the man lying on the low couch. This person is the missing female guard-Xiao Xin.

At this moment, the loyal female guard was still in a coma.

Zhang Fang inspected and saw that the injury was serious, the flesh and blood on his right shoulder were blurred, the shoulder bone was also pinched off, and he lost too much blood and caused a coma. Fortunately, the treatment was timely, and the wound treatment was also in place, so there was no need to worry about life. But even if it is good, the function of this arm will be affected, and most of the daggers will not be able to wield.

After the inspection, Zhang Fang turned around and thanked him: "Thank you, sir, I don't know your name." ”

"In the lower Zhuo Bihai, the people of Shuzhong, the landscape of their lives, are free and easy, so they take the joy as the number."

"Mr. Carefree."

"Don't dare, the foot is also the Central Plains costume, describing the handsome and dusty, presumably not an idle person......"

"I'm Zhang Fang, the envoy of Yelang this time." Zhang Fang was a little surprised, "Didn't Mr. watch that day?" ”

Zhuo Bihai shrugged his eyebrows, widened his eyes, hurriedly took two steps back, and saluted solemnly: "It turned out to be the Marquis of Fuping, no wonder he is so talented...... On the day when the prince entered the city, he entered the mountain Range Rover under the mountain, but he was not in the city, so he did not know his respectful face. It's disrespectful......"

"Mr. doesn't have to be polite, Ben Hou still wants to thank Mr. for his help and save the maidservant, and there is a maidservant, I don't know if Mr. knows his whereabouts?"

Zhuo Bihai shook his head regretfully: "I went late, I only had time to save this ...... Xiao Xin Niangzi. ”

Although he had guessed, Zhang Anxin's head still sank, and he said in a deep voice: "Can Mr. tell me about the situation at that time?" ”

Zhuo Bihai said calmly: "As the prince and the marquis can see, he lives here, only five courtyards away from the place of the incident, less than forty zhang away. At that time, I was pranayama, and my sense was keen, and when I heard about the movement, I rushed to find out. I was seeing a few natives escorting an ox cart away, and there was a sound of fighting in the house, and then the window was broken, and a woman flew out upside down and fell to the ground......"

Zhuo Bihai paused when he said this, and glanced at the couch, needless to say, this woman is Xiao Xin. It is conceivable that the ox cart carrying it must have been the captive owner, but Zhuo Bihai did not see anyone when he came, and Xiao Xin's life hung by a thread. Under such circumstances, it was an inevitable and correct choice for him to act decisively to stop the murderer.

"The assailant was a native man, thin, and did not use weapons, but his hands were sharp weapons comparable to knives and daggers." Zhuo Bihai said this, dropped the spotted bamboo stick on his knee, and stared at the tail of the stick, "My purple bamboo is the essence of carefully selected bamboo, which has been refined by secret methods, and is stronger than gold and stone, and ordinary sword strikes can only leave shallow marks. But please look at ...... prince"

Zhang Fang's eyes were far sharper than Zhuo Bihai expected, and there were two thin cracks at the end of the bamboo stick, which should have been pinched out strongly. If this purple bamboo is really as hard as Zhuo Bihai said, then the strength of the person who pinched the bamboo stick can be imagined. Zhang Fang couldn't help but think of the claw marks on the pillar again......

Zhuo Bihai's bamboo stick shook, his eyebrows flew, and he was arrogant: "It's not without a price to damage my blade - before he pinched the Ziying bamboo, I had already stabbed his shoulder socket with a blow, and he couldn't exert any more strength with one hand in the short term." ”

Liu Feng couldn't help but say: "Mr. is so extraordinary, why don't you take this fang?" ”

"I want to too, it's just ......" Zhuo Bihai glanced at Xiao Xin on the couch and didn't speak.

Although Zhuo Bihai didn't say it, everyone already understood that if he pursued, the murderer might not be able to escape, but Xiao Xin was seriously injured and his life and death were uncertain. Between taking people and saving people, he chose to save people.

Zhang Fang stood up and walked to the window with his hands in his hands, the torrential rain was like a note, and the wind wrapped in a drizzle hit his face, cold and stinging.

Things seemed to be clear, but they fell deeper into a fog, like the vast white fog that shrouded the distant mountain peaks......