The blood is full of flowers, and the Black Forest, which was originally full of fresh breath, was suddenly filled with the smell of **.

The enemy obviously didn't expect that there would be such a group of powerful masters as Han Mo, and the news they got was that there were only ten people around the silver-clothed people, and they gathered the strength of nearly fifty people to come to the Black Forest to sneak attack, thinking that they were nine out of ten, but at this moment, not only did they not cause any damage to the Jinyi people, but they almost lost half of their manpower in a moment, which was really unexpected.

Han Mo didn't need to perform the "Eight Stick Method" at all, just relying on his usual stick skills and his strong bull power, he killed three people in a row, and Zhu Xiaoyan's arrows were true, and three lives were reimbursed in his hands for a while.

Seeing that although Han Qing and the others were covered in blood, they were already in the upper hand and had a strong fighting spirit, Han Mo broke away from the battle group in two steps, this is a good opportunity to exercise, so that Han Qing and the others can cultivate a stronger ** taste, which will be more beneficial in the future.

He looked up over there, and saw that the enemy over there had also been beaten in disarray, and the silver-clothed man was like a dragon mixed with a flock of sheep, and wherever he passed, blood spurted out, screaming and screaming, and there were already several corpses lying horizontally around him.

It's just that the six subordinates of the silver-clothed man, except for the one behind him, have already died, and only two of them are free to fight with the few enemies who are already few.

If it weren't for the presence of Han Mo and others today, who shared half of the assassins for the silver-clothed man, no matter how high the silver-clothed man's kung fu was, he was afraid that he would be more than lucky.

……

In the midst of the bloody battle, Han Mo suddenly heard a sound of "boom", which seemed to be very similar to the sound of the previous enemy, not a simple sound of arrows, but the sound of empty bamboos in the arrows.

In this era, there was no gunpowder, and naturally there was no signal flare, so the transmission of the signal was tied to the feather arrow with a bamboo, and when it was shot into the air, the bamboo made a strange sound, and the signal could be recognized.

It's just that at this time, the two sides are fighting a bloody battle, and the enemy signals again, so why? Are there still a lot of ambushes?

Thinking of this, Han Mo frowned, clenched the blood copper stick, he looked around suspiciously, and suddenly saw a scene that shocked him extremely much.

The Tsing Yi guard who followed closely behind the silver-clothed man, when he heard the empty bamboo signal, slowly raised his big knife and aimed it at the brocade-clothed man in front of him, looking like he was going to sneak attack his boss from behind.

Han Mo's heart tightened, he was the most disgusted with this kind of villain who betrayed his master, seeing that the silver-clothed man didn't notice it, the Tsing Yi guard's big knife was about to be chopped down, Han Mo shouted loudly: "Look here!" ”

His breath was thick and full of energy, like a tiger's roar, and the Tsing Yi guard was actually startled by this sudden sound, and at this time, Han Mo was like throwing a javelin, and the blood copper stick in his hand suddenly shot out, and the tiger was full of wind and struck straight at the Tsing Yi man not far away.

Although the man in green clothes was startled by Han Mo's roar, he only froze slightly, and the sharp big knife in his hand still slashed down at the man in silver mercilessly.

At the moment when the blade was about to slash the head of the silver-clothed man, he heard a "poof", and the bloody copper stick poked fiercely at the back of the Tsing Yi guard, and heard a "click" sound coming out of the back of the Tsing Yi guard, and it was obvious that the kid's vertebrae were broken by the blood copper stick.

"Ahh The Tsing Yi guard couldn't help but scream, his spine was broken, his body fell back, and the big knife in his hand suddenly couldn't cut down.

The silver-clothed man heard the shouts behind him, and suddenly turned around, and saw the scene behind him, the green-clothed guard's hands held the big knife and fell back, he immediately understood something, his eyes were startled at first, but then he regained his composure and looked at Han Mo.

Han Mo shrugged his shoulders and shook his head helplessly.

"I owe you my life!" The silver-clothed man said lightly, stabbing a masked man to death with a backhand.

The green-robed guard fell to the ground, twitching, muscles on his face twisted in pain, and his eyes glowed with horror.

The silver-clothed man squatted down beside him and said lightly: "You are not greedy for money, the person who bought you must have given you a woman." You've been with me for two years, be careful, I'm about to promote you, but I didn't expect you to let me down! ”

The horror in the eyes of the Tsing Yi guard slowly disappeared, replaced by a look of guilt, his throat rose and fell, and finally said, "Big ...... My lord...... Kill me...... Kill me......! ”

The silver-clothed man looked at him indifferently, sighed, stood up, and ignored it again, just looked at the corpses all over the ground, with a lonely face.

The Tsing Yi guard looked pained, he reached out and grabbed the big knife, put the blade on his neck with his backhand, and choked up: "My lord...... I...... I'm sorry you ......! "With a strong pull, his throat was cut, blood spurted out, and his body convulsed twice, and he died.

……

The silver-clothed man listened to the Tsing Yi guard's breath, and did not look back, but his eyes were full of murderous intent, he raised his gun again, and rushed into the battle group, the dragon was mighty, the gun was like a silver dragon, invincible, the only six or seven people left here, among the killers of him and the remaining two guards, in the end, there was no one left, the ground was full of corpses, and the ** smell wafted in the air, which was disgusting.

It seemed that the murderous intent in his heart had been temporarily discharged, and the silver-clothed man was on the ground with a gun, looking at the corpses of several subordinates, his expression was extremely cold.

"It turns out that Qian Taiyuan is a traitor." A Tsing Yi guard looked angry: "My lord is kind to him on weekdays, but he is such a despicable and shameless villain. I wonder how these assassins learned about the whereabouts of the adults, but I didn't expect that it was Qian Taiyuan who betrayed the adults! ”

Another guard said in a deep voice: "Qian Taiyuan is not greedy for money, but he is lustful, and he must have been bought by **." He looked at the opposite side, there was not much enemy left, and he was fighting and retreating, obviously knowing that something was wrong and was about to evacuate, so he clenched his big knife and said in a deep voice: "My lord, I'll go and catch the mouth!" ”

The silver-clothed man shook his head and said, "No need, who did it, I already know in my heart that these people have the heart of a femme fatale, kill them!" ”

"Yes, sir!" The two Tsing Yi guards bowed down, picked up their broadswords and rushed over there, and the contract black panther pursued the remaining less than five or six masked men.

Han Mo came over and lifted the blood copper stick, and the silver-clothed man had already turned around, stared at Han Mo, and said calmly: "I owe you a life, I hope to have a chance to return it to you!" ”

Han Mo waved his hand and said, "Don't." You seem to have a lot of trouble, and I'm afraid that there will be more trouble if you have something to do with it, so this is the case today, and we will have less to do with it in the future. ”

The corners of the silver-clothed man's mouth turned up, and he smiled that looked gentle, but his voice was very peaceful: "You may not know, my life may be able to help you solve greater troubles!" ”

"I've always liked to solve my own problems." Han Mo said with a smile: "You don't have to keep remembering this matter, kill people...... It's not a good thing! ”

The silver-clothed man stared at Han Mo and pondered for a moment before saying, "You are really a very strange person!" ”

"You too!" Han Mo laughed.

"There's still wine there, and after killing someone, drinking can relieve the tension."

Han Mo shook his head and said, "I'm not nervous about killing. After a pause, he said, "But I like to drink." ”

The two walked to the extinguished bonfire, the wine bags were thrown all over the ground, the two of them each picked up a bag of wine, and the silver-clothed man shouted to Zhu Xiaoyan not far away: "Brother Tai, you might as well come and drink together!" ”

Zhu Xiaoyan had already put down his bow and arrows, leaned against the trunk of the tree, and did not raise his eyes, but said lightly: "I don't drink!" ”

The silverman frowned.

"He doesn't drink alcohol, he doesn't eat meat!" Han Mo smiled and said, "I don't even touch women." ”

Zhu Xiaoyan glanced at Han Mo, closed his eyes, and rested against the trunk of the tree.

"But this brother's archery skills are really admirable." The silver-clothed man's voice was soft: "If it weren't for the fact that this brother Tai was still young, I would almost think that Du Wufeng, a famous general of the Wei State, appeared here!" ”

When Zhu Xiaoyan heard the words "Du Wufeng", the corners of his eyes moved, and his two fists were clenched tightly, but they quickly let go.

"Du Wufeng's archery skills are powerful?" Han Mo asked.

The silver-clothed man said: "I haven't seen what it looks like." However, I heard that Nadu Wufeng has a black wooden bow, and his archery skills are amazing, and he can shoot leaves three hundred steps away. ”

"A famous general is a famous general." Han Mo's eyes were also filled with admiration: "To be among the ten famous generals, there are always some means. After a pause, he said, "I heard that there is also a famous general in our Yan Kingdom, and I don't know if it is powerful?" ”

A strange look crossed the eyes of the silver-clothed man, and he looked at Han Mo and said softly: "Your Excellency is talking about the Tiger of the East, General Xiao Huaiyu, right?" ”

"It turned out to be Xiao Huaiyu!" Han Mo smiled and said, "The name of this Oriental Tiger is also loud. ”

The silver-clothed man's face suddenly flashed with admiration, and said: "General Xiao is young, but he is humble and polite, gentle and quiet, and knows military law, although he is known as the Tiger of the East, but that is only one of his names. ”

"He has many other names?"

"Yes." The silver-clothed man nodded: "He has a title called 'Gun God', his marksmanship is strange and elusive, but he rarely uses a gun, but uses a pipa sword, and his swordsmanship is also the best." There is also a title that really fits his identity, called the 'God of War', it is said that he is the incarnation of the four heavenly kings of Buddhism, the king of Doraqi, noble character, unparalleled in the world! ”

Han Mo frowned, this brocade-clothed man obviously admired Xiao Huaiyu a lot, and admired him a lot, could it be that this kid was actually from the Xiao family?

The Xiao family is far away in Yanjing, how could this kid come to Donghai County, in addition to hunting, does he have other thoughts?

Thinking of this, he became vigilant, and said with a smile: "The famous general of Yan Country is naturally extraordinary. ”

At this time, Han Qing had already returned with everyone, everyone was bloodstained, their faces were also covered with blood, and two black panthers were injured, Han Mo immediately ordered the two black panthers to treat their injuries.

When they went out, they brought wound medicine, which was just right to use at this time.

The silver-clothed man took out a small purple bottle from his arms and handed it to his subordinates, Han Mo was puzzled, only to see the Tsing Yi guard open the bottle and pour a little powder on the wounds of each corpse.

But in a moment, those corpses slowly melted, and even the clothes melted away without a trace, which was really shocking.

"It's corpse powder." Seeing Han Mo's surprised look, the Jinyi man explained: "Just a little bit of the wound can melt the corpse, you should understand that sometimes, some people's corpses don't need to be left." ”

Han Mo actually has a sense of reverence for corpses, no matter whether human nature is good or bad, once he dies, it is just the disappearance of life, corpses are sacred things given by his parents, and no one's corpses should be destroyed.

However, as a last resort, some things have to be done, after all, dozens of corpses are piled up in the Black Forest, and if this is seen by others, it will be a big case.

Didn't you bait yourself with a corpse at sea?

Fifty or sixty corpses were scattered around the forest, and a small bottle of corpse powder melted these corpses cleanly, leaving only blood all over the ground.

Han Mo got up and hugged his fists, and said, "Since the matter has passed, I think we should also go, I hope we don't meet in the future." He turned around and said, "Let's go!" ”

Han Qing and the others immediately got up and prepared to leave.

"Remember that I owe you my life!" The brocade man said lightly: "If there is a chance, I will return it to you!" ”

"I said, it's better not to have anything to do with it anymore!" Han Mo didn't look back, and waved his hand.

The brocade-clothed man watched Han Mo and the others leave, and muttered, "Sometimes, if you don't want to have anything to do with it, you won't be able to do it!" ”

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