Ye Sheng hurriedly dodged horizontally, silently, hiding his merit and fame. When he came back to his senses, Ye Sheng frowned, although he couldn't see in the darkness in front of him, but according to the place where Green Willow Station, he seemed to have deviated from the center and came to the west wall of the sword mound!

Thinking like this, Ye Sheng carefully stretched out a finger and touched it, and sure enough, it touched the hard and cold wall! Oops! How could he be so far from the hilt of the sword! Ye Sheng was about to go back, and the green willow who had been attacked came back to his senses and sighed softly, "City Lord Ye, you have deviated from the direction, please take more than five steps backwards to return to the center of the sword mound." ”

Ye Sheng's eyes widened, although he couldn't see the green willow with his five fingers, he still turned his head to follow the voice, his eyes looked at this piece of darkness, and he hesitated, "Miss Green Willow, what are you talking about!" I've been standing in the middle of the sword shrine! Lu Liu sneered and didn't answer, it seemed that he had already decided that Ye Shengsu was for.

Ye Sheng stared at him, walking forward in the dark, there was a sound of fighting in front of him, and he didn't know who was doing it with whom. Punches and kicks, clothes rubbing, continuous. Ye Sheng didn't want to join in the fun with them, the most important thing now was to find the hilt of the red sandalwood sword that had been marked.

Bending over and squatting on the ground, Ye Sheng quickly groped on the floor with both hands, but it was a pity that the sword mound was so big, and it was a black light, how could he find the hilt of the sword that fell to the ground? Ye Sheng staggered forward step by step, his hand touched the broken blades of the sword, but he still didn't touch the hilt. Ye Sheng was anxious, "Hua Wuxi, you bastard!" Hit the hilt of the sword on the ground, let's find it! ”

Hua Wuxian sneered and didn't reply, but at this time, it was Song Jiahui's voice next to Ye Sheng's ear, "City Lord Ye, the hilt of the sword is now in the hands of the playboy!" Ye Sheng's eyes widened, he didn't expect to be robbed of the opportunity by this kid! No wonder he was so confident that he dared to knock down the mahogany table.

Ye Sheng flew over with his claws outstretched, "The flower has no trace, let's die!" "Three steps away, there were people flickering and fighting, and Ye Sheng couldn't see anyone in the dark, but he was still able to distinguish between Song Jiahui and Hua Wuxi. The movements of the person on the left are gentle and gentle, and the martial arts of the person on the right are unpredictable. Obviously, the left hand is Song Jiahui, and the right hand is Hua Wuxian.

Ye Sheng's hand turned into a claw and grabbed at the right hand side of Hua Wuxi, and Hua Wuxian listened to the movement, and immediately greeted it with a single palm of 'Xingyi', and put on Ye Sheng's claw. Ye Sheng's fingers clasped Hua Wuxian's wrist and wanted to press the pulse of half an inch below the base of his thumb, at this time, Hua Wuxian gently withdrew his palm, and used the silk winding strength of 'Tai Chi', and as soon as the palm poured out, Ye Sheng was easily pushed out.

Ye Sheng took a step back and stood firm, sneering unconvinced, this stinky boy really learned the martial arts of many sects, but he was still slightly inferior to himself somewhere! Ye Sheng was not satisfied and went up again, Hua Wuxian blocked Song Jiahui's attack with his right hand, and blocked Ye Sheng with his left hand. In the darkness, several people fought with each other based on their ears, but they were also very quiet and sensitive.

Syllable! Ye Sheng and Hua Traceless palms were together, and Ye Sheng once again buckled towards the Flower Traceless Vein. Ye Sheng only heard the sound of the wind in front of him, and it turned out that Hua Wuxian lifted a kick and attacked Ye Sheng's chest with the 'Twelve Tan Legs'. Ye Sheng was waiting for this move, seeing that Hua Wuxian fought back, he clasped Hua Wuxian fingers, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and approached Hua Wuji's side.

The hilt of the sword is not allowed to be hidden in the belt, but Hua Wuji's hands are parrying to meet the enemy, so the hilt of the sword is naturally hidden in Hua Wuji's clothes. Ye Shengyan couldn't see, so he could only grasp Hua Wuji's left hand and reach out to grab it intuitively. Hua Wuxian was alert, although he couldn't see Ye Sheng's right hand from the detective, but he had already taken precautions. The right hand shook Song Jiahui away with the 'Pai Yun Palm', and Hua Wuxian turned sideways and hit Ye Sheng's right hand with his shoulder.

Hua Wuxian was annoyed and said coldly, "Take away your stinky hands!" Ye Sheng smiled, clasped Hua Wuxian left hand and said, "If you hand over the hilt of the sword, I will let you go!" "You have the ability to take it!" Hua Wuxian drank coldly, and punched right in front of him. Hearing the cry, Ye Sheng's footsteps moved sideways, his figure flashed sideways, and after avoiding a punch, he tightly clasped the fingers of Hua Wuji's left hand.

This noble son is really worthy of being born in a wealthy family, with fine skin and tender meat, smooth and slender fingers. Ye Sheng interlocked his ten fingers, and then pulled down, Hua Wuxian arm was pulled in pain, and he had no choice but to bend his knees and half-kneel on the ground. Ye Sheng took this opportunity to advance and grab Hua Wuxian again.

Hua Wuxian was annoyed, and noticed that Ye Sheng's finger was coming, and when he was in danger, he actually opened his mouth and glared at him. In the darkness, Ye Sheng couldn't see the murder weapon used by Hua Wuji, and it was too late to make a move, Ye Sheng snorted in pain and opened his mouth to scold, "Hua Wuji, you bastard!" Why do you still open your mouth to bite! Hua Wuxian bit Ye Sheng's index finger and middle finger, and took out the hilt of the sword with his right hand and shouted, "Miss Zhou!" "Flowers...... Playboy. Zhou Ziruo's shy voice came from the corner, it turned out that after she was attacked by Ye Sheng just now, she had been hiding in the distance in confusion, and she only realized at this time how she suffered a little girl who was fighting with three men while it was dark.

In order to prevent Ye Sheng's lewd thief from taking advantage of him again, Zhou Ziruo could only hide there and stay motionless! For the sake of his innocence and chastity, it's a big deal not to ask the owner for a sword for the master! Zhou Ziruo was no longer involved, hiding in the east corner quietly, and at this moment, when she heard Hua Wuxian calling herself, she immediately spoke, "Hua ...... Dude, you have to avenge me and teach Ye Sheng a good lesson. ”

Hua Wuxian didn't understand what kind of hatred she was talking about, but when he heard the direction of Zhou Ziruo's echo, he immediately raised his arm and threw the hilt of the sword between his fingers to follow the sound, "Miss Zhou, catch it!" "Huh?" Zhou Ziruo was puzzled, and something flew from the oblique corner of the darkness.

Even with her eyes widened, Zhou Ziruo couldn't see clearly what was coming from the darkness, and she wanted to dodge it as soon as possible, but after listening to Hua Wuxi's words, she had to open her arms and clumsily greet her. Syllable. A slightly stiff and small food hit her lower abdomen, Zhou Ziruo hurriedly held it with both hands, and touched it in the palm of her hand, Zhou Ziruo smiled in surprise, feeling sweet, it turned out that this was the hilt of the red sandalwood sword, and the traces of the red pen painting on it could be vaguely touched with your fingers.

The playboy tried to take risks for himself like this, didn't he also like himself? Zhou Ziruo tightly pressed the hilt of the red sandalwood sword to his heart, with a bright and moving smile on his face, "Thank you, dude!" When Song Jiahui heard the movement in the darkness, he didn't understand the reason! Song Jiahui immediately retreated and let go of Hua Wuxian and jumped towards the direction where Zhou Ziruo spoke, "Miss Zhou, offended!" ”

Song Jiahui went to fight for the hilt of the sword that fell into Zhou Ziruo's hands, how could Zhou Ziruo let it, this was given to him by the playboy, representing the playboy's dedicated care! Zhou Ziruo swore to protect it to the death! With a twist of his waist, Zhou Ziruo's small body immediately flew to the wall and jumped away, and Song Jiahui and Zhou Ziruo immediately started chasing each other.

On Hua Wuji's side, Ye Sheng stopped his hand and let go of Hua Wuji's slender and slender fingers. Hua Wuxian took two steps back, wiped the fingers that had been grabbed by Ye Sheng on his clothes, he stared at the darkness in front of him expressionlessly, although he couldn't see clearly, but he knew that Ye Sheng definitely hadn't left yet, "Why don't you go and grab it?" ”

Hua Wuxian only thought that Ye Sheng was embarrassed to compete with a weak woman, especially Zhou Ziruo, but Ye Sheng said in a low voice indifferently, "You kid borrowed flowers to offer Buddha and gave the hilt of the sword to Zhou Ziruo, how can I be cheeky to rob it, we came to the Ruthless Villa, isn't it just for Zhou Ziruo to complete his master's task!" It's good to let Zhou Ziruo get this chance to win. I won't regret it. ”

Hearing Ye Sheng say this, Hua Wuxian was stunned, he didn't think about it so much. The reason why he threw the hilt of the sword to Zhou Ziruo when he was entangled by Song Jiahui and Ye Sheng just now was just to divert the flames of war and attack the west. When Hua Wuxian threw the hot potato of the hilt of the sword to Zhou Ziruo, he didn't have any idea of the virtue of humility, but when he heard Ye Sheng say this, the competitive heart in Hua Wuji's heart dimmed instead.

Hua Wuxian looked at the dim front and wanted to stop talking, although he couldn't see Ye Sheng, but Hua Wuxian could remember Ye Sheng's rough and ugly face, this rough man, even more important than himself? Hua Wuxian was bound to win the hilt of the sword, and now after listening to Ye Sheng's words, he sighed and let go of his clenched fist, "I lost." "Hua Wuxian did not lose to Ye Sheng in moves, but he was defeated by him in terms of morality.

Ye Sheng didn't understand, and shook his head disappreciatively, "The world hasn't arrived in a quarter of an hour, and Zhou Ziruo won't win!" I'm going to intervene and make trouble, so that Zhou Ziruo can win, will you go? Hua Wuxian didn't speak, because he had retreated into the corner without saying a word.

Ye Sheng pursed his lips in disgust, then his ears moved, and when he heard the sound of Zhou Ziruo and Song Jiahui chasing, he immediately flew up, "Sister Ziruo, I'm here to help you!" "Get out of here, you hypocritical thief!" Zhou Ziruo was annoyed, Ye Sheng, the bastard, hadn't settled accounts with him about the attack on his chest, and now he even took the initiative to come to him, don't be suspicious, he must have come for the hilt of the sword in his hand, right?

"You really bite Lu Dongbin, you don't know the hearts of good people!" Ye Sheng sighed sadly, and walked quickly from the darkness, he had already smelled Zhou Ziruo's fragrance and body smell close at hand, "Your playboy has taken the initiative to give you the hilt of the sword, how can I be embarrassed to fight for it from you!" Ye Sheng flashed around Zhou Ziruo, blocked behind her, and cut off in front of Song Jiahui, "Sister Ziruo, quickly find a place to rest, and see how your brother Ye shows off his might!" ”

Seeing that Ye Shengzhen didn't make a move on himself, Zhou Ziruo hurriedly retreated from the letter and avoided Song Jiahui's pursuit. Song Jiahui stopped when he heard this, his eyes were level, he looked at the darkness in front of him and smiled and arched his hand, "City Lord Ye, do you want to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?" "Not bad!" Ye Sheng heard Song Jiahui's voice, and turned sideways, "Song Shaoxia, if you want to snatch the hilt of the red sandalwood sword in Sister Ziruo's hand, you have to pass me first." ”

"Since this is the case, then Song is offended! Please! Song Jiahui smiled gently, and immediately raised his hand to slap it, although Ye Sheng did not have the skill of Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, he still had routine moves in his body, and he was not a killer, leaving some spare strength. Ye Sheng and Song Jiahui collided with each other and competed with martial arts!

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