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The candle on the table, glowing with a dim glow, reflected Zhu Biao's slender figure on the wall for a long time.

A pot of cold tea, a lonely lamp, and the faint barking of dogs in the distance, if you are a poet, you will definitely feel that this long night is full of cold silence......

Suddenly, the drums sounded four times, and it was already the fourth watch.

Unexpectedly, the falling sky was certainly pushed back by the tall one, but the falling debris also smashed his head.

Zhu Biao was angry and funny pacing back and forth in the room, and the Qiankun Gang couldn't teach the four people of Hanshan Shuangyun a lesson because they had lost face, so they spread their anger on the five tables outside the rest of the room. It's so fucking domineering, and it's too fucking hell!

Pure right and wrong cannot be explained at all.

The sound of the night patrol was intermittently beating, and the sound was monotonous and desolate.

Zhu Biao secretly decided: "Yes, since it is troublesome to stay here, I might as well leave as soon as possible and drive it at night." ”

He thought of it, put a piece of broken silver on the table, looked at the package and the Longquan sword he was carrying, and swept out of the window.

The night was bleak, and there was a faint starlight on the sky.

Zhu Biao arrived at the stable after two ups and downs, and carefully led his horse, and did not startle all the horses to bark and scream. Opening the door of the backyard and leading the horse out, Zhu Biao turned his head and looked at the two Qiankun Gang members who were hanging from the branches by himself. It's still smart enough to be honest.

On a wide road, there is not a single pedestrian, only the treetops on both sides are blown by the breeze, making bursts of "swish" sounds.

Zhu Biao galloped for a while. It has been three or twenty miles away from Lishui County, so he slowed down, let out a long breath, and walked leisurely along the avenue.

The silent sky, the silent earth, every qiē is so secluded. The wind blows in my ears. The rustling of leaves, the occasional chirping of insects, Zhu Biao was very clear in his ears.

At such a time. The human mind will always be extremely clear and clear. /\/\/\/\ Some people will respond to the subtle details that they don't pay attention to or ignore in their minds at this time, and reorganize and coincide; Some people will empty their minds endlessly, and just think about it. There is no self......

The last four words are a bit mysterious, but Zhu Biao belongs to the latter type, putting his brain to the ethereal. Because if he thinks about problems, he is more accustomed to being in an enclosed space, with something to sit under his buttocks; Instead of now the world is the seat, and the horse is walking under the ass. "Squeak ......"

A short yellow shadow swept over the horse's head in front of him, and Zhu Biao immediately came back to his senses, and saw that the horse had stopped sitting down, and was pedaling back and neighing.

Look at where the Yellow Shadow came from, and then look at where the Yellow Shadow fell. Zhu Biao suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood in his snort.

With the gentle night breeze blowing, the yellow shadow from the left hand swept from the source.

The horses turned over, and Zhu Biao tiptoed towards the woods under the avenue. He had one more matter, and reason told him that he should leave quickly, but the psychology of hunting for the rivers and lakes made him lean into the forest without hesitation.

A pair of sharp eyes cautiously stared at the one in front of him. Walking less than twenty zhang, Zhu Biao found that on a paulownia tree seven or eight zhang away, it seemed to be hanging to see a black and swarthy thing, still swaying left and right with the wind. Just like he hung up on those two thieves before!

Slowly approaching, his eyes touched, and Zhu Biao's whole body was shocked. Both feet were nailed to the ground in a daze.

There was a man hanging from the tree. An old man in his fifties with a slender body, an eagle nose and thin lips, and a messy bun.

A rope as thin as a rubber band tightened his neck and hung it from a horizontal branch at the top of the tree.

The old man's tongue was sticking out to the elder, his eyes were protruding from his sockets, his hands were bent back to his neck, and his face had been twisted into an extremely terrifying shape.

This man was definitely subjected to an unbearable period of torture before he died.

Under the horror, a cold air rose from Zhu Biao's back. He walked in front of him and looked carefully at the man's body—and found that the hanged man had two huge wounds on his chest with blurred flesh and blood, and the wounds were stained with blood, and the bones were spotted, and it was like two pieces of flesh that had been torn off by life.

Calming down, Zhu Biao looked around. On the grass on the right side, there was a scattered mark that had been trampled on. Immediately walked briskly towards the messy grass.

Before he was twenty feet, he had seen the corpses of two short-dressed men in the grass. After walking about 100 steps, I saw a big man dressed in black, lying on the ground with his limbs wide open. The belly was scratched and sparse, and the five internal organs and intestines flowed all over the ground, and the smell of blood was gusting to the nose.

Zhu Biao walked two miles into the woods with his heart, and saw no less than 30 corpses one after another, and the causes of death were roughly divided into weapons, claw wounds, hidden weapons, palm shocks, and poison.

Everyone's martial arts seem to be good, although Zhu Biao can't see the depth specifically, but the upper end of the body shape can also see a little clue.

These corpses were not like gangs fighting each other, some of them were killed by several wounds, as if they were under siege! It was very different from the first corpse he encountered after going down the avenue, it was like a rotten man with a belly scratched by the hands of a man.

Zhu Biao groaned, "Could it be...... What are they fighting for? The one who succeeded first was killed by a combined attack? Or someone is fishing in troubled waters......"

Further on, the place of battle is more obvious, and the people who lost their lives are also even more strange, not only with hidden weapons in their bodies, but also by weapons and heavy hands to pieces, which is unbearable to see.

For example, one of the people in a moon-white silk robe was subjected to several hidden weapons, and was beaten with heavy hands to the point that his sternum was shattered, and his head was also knocked into a rotten watermelon by heavy weapons!

It seems that at first, some people with weak skills were eliminated one by one, and then eliminated one by one. The higher the skill becomes, and because of this, after getting the treasure, he was killed by a joint attack.

Bright red blood stained the yellowish wilderness, and a dark purple color appeared under the hazy starlight.

Zhu Biao was shocked! He walked slowly.

After turning the two stout poplar trees, I saw three corpses in dark yellow clothes lying horizontally and vertically on the ground.

The three of them are all tall figures, you press me and I press you fall together, there is no trace of blood on the white face, each of them has a bloody hole as big as a fist on their chest, and the three sharp knives in their hands are intertwined with each other.

Zhu Biao, a dead man on the battlefield, has seen a lot, but seeing the deaths of so many masters at one time still brought him a lot of impact.

Suddenly, another bleak scene came into his eyes, a bearded man in yellow clothes, who was slashing a sharp axe deep into the head of a middle-aged man with a hideous face and a black mole at the tilt of his chin.

And the hands of the middle-aged man with black moles also deeply grasped the other party's chest and abdomen.

On each of them, a blood stain like an earthworm slowly flowed down and fell on the soil, staining a large area of land black.

The leaves are "banging" and swaying. Zhu Biao froze, and the blood was still flowing, which proved that the two had just died not long ago, and they were very close to the killing field.

Moving forward silently, Zhu Biao looked around attentively, but forgot to pay attention to his feet. When a round thing suddenly stepped on his feet, he was full of spirits, as if he had been electrocuted, and flew up diagonally, and the person in the air drew a beautiful half-arc and fell gently.

In mid-air, he could already see that the round thing was a dragon staff, and not far away, an old man in a white robe with a white beard was nailed to the trunk of a large tree by a sharp sword. The blood shed by the old man still has a little residual warmth, and Zhu Biao knows that he is closer.

After walking forward for another forty or fifty zhang, Zhu Biao finally heard some shouting and scolding.

Silently approaching, I saw that in an open place in the dense woods with sparse trees and grasses that were below my knees, there were four middle-aged men in blue shirts with the same appearance, age, clothing, weapons and swords, surrounding an evil monk in bald monk robes.

The monk's face is between forty and fifty years old, but the people in the rivers and lakes are all young, they look forty or fifty years old, and their actual age should be around sixty. With a cold face, sweating profusely, holding two sharp blades like a crescent moon, a pair of blood-red eyes stared fiercely at the four brothers in front of him.

"Demon monk, hand over the treasure, our brother will spare you today. Otherwise, the body will die, and it will all turn into nothingness! One of the four brothers, a white-faced, long-bearded man, shouted.

"Hahaha, the four swords of the heart, you don't scare your Buddha. This thing was obtained by the Sprinkle family, why should you hand it over! The evil monk's blood-red eyes widened like bull's eyes. Dead and dead? You have the ability to come. The Buddha can't do the four of you, but the one who dragged down the two pads before he died still has the ability. If you want a baby, come on, do it! ”

"Damn, let's fight-" A layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhu Biao's forehead, but a spark faintly appeared in his heart. The Four Swords of the Heart are four masters of the fame-level, and that demon monk is a top-level person. Zhu Biao is alone, and of course neither side can play if he comes forward, but if the four swords of Lianxin and the demon monk really fight hard, then his chances will be great.

It's just that I don't know what that treasure is, and it provokes so many masters to fight for their lives!

"Who?" The demon monk's eyes rolled suddenly, and his extremely sharp gaze stared at the back of the tree where Zhu Biao was invisible.

The weapon in his right hand handed over his left hand, and with a wave of his palm, a force that could destroy the tree and break the roots immediately attacked Zhu Biao's hiding place.

The palm is strong and strong, which is one of the magic monks' special skills - "Mighty King Kong Palm". Just this palm, it was as if a big mountain was crashing into it.

Zhu Biao hurriedly turned out from behind the tree, his palms lightning like countless palm prints, and the palm waved with a slight thunderclap sound.

The howling and mighty wind suddenly surged like a cracked rock. Zhu Biao also shouted wildly, "Thunderbolt" hit four times in a row, like a thunderbolt, exhaling in his mouth, and pushing it away with a force like a mountain and a sea.

"Boom" two loud sounds, deafening, sand and leaves flying, agitating like the wind.

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