When Shen Luoxia secretly observed Wang Jiu through the small hole, she once noticed that Wang Jiu's sleeves were heavy, and knew that there was another mystery inside. As soon as she saw Wang Jiu raise her hand, she immediately used a clever body technique to dodge, her body sank downward, and she spun around, forming a cross-legged squatting posture.

There was a flash of cold light in the darkness, and the Sleeve Arrow was nailed to the wall, piercing it for a full two inches, and the tail of the Sleeve Arrow was buzzing and shaking.

Wang Jiu's two sleeves have sleeve arrows inside, shè off the right sleeve, then replaced with the left sleeve, and once again aimed at the black shadow next to the bed.

Shen Luoxia's entangled legs were reversed, her body was raised again, and her flying body jumped high, she raised her hand and grabbed the beam, and with one arm, she hung her body up. Then a second Hidden Arrow flew under her feet, this time nailed to the door panel, and actually pierced the thick door panel, and flew out of the house with a whoosh.

The mechanism in Wang Jiu's left and right hands can only issue one sleeve arrow, and after using it, the two mechanisms will be abolished, and in this situation of life and death, there is no time to reload the new sleeve arrow. He put one hand on his waist and pressed it on the dart bag, and the other hand on the bed, and he had to get up and get out of bed a second time.

Shen Luoxia pressed forward step by step, swung her arm hard, her body fell towards Wang Jiu, and the short sword in her hand stabbed straight down, using a move in "Throwing Huai Sword Method" "rǔ swallow homing". Among the martial arts she has learned, light skills and acupoint techniques are the most proficient, this swordsmanship can only be regarded as average, but in this darkness can not see, point kung fu is useless, so she can only retreat to the next best thing and use swordsmanship to meet the enemy.

This "Throwing Huai Sword Technique" was created by a female xìng ancestor, can only be used with a short sword, can not be used with a long sword, swordsmanship pays attention to close to the enemy, every move has to find a way to get close to the enemy's body, just like throwing into the arms, but this sword is not gentle, but death!

Wang Jiu took out three prismatic poison darts from the dart bag, clasped them between his fingers, and propped up his body with his other hand, turning over to the side of the bed. Shen Luoxia's sword had already been killed, and with a soft snort, it cut Wang Jiu's back, and suddenly blood splashed and fell all over the bed.

Wang Jiu fought hard to receive a sword, and finally got out of bed, but before he could make a move, he felt a cool breeze blowing on the back of his neck, and the enemy's speed was extremely fast. He was so frightened that he gritted his teeth and threw forward, flicked his wrist back, and threw three poison darts by chance.

Shen Luoxia's move of stabbing the back of Wang Jiu's neck is called "maid watering flowers", the move is from top to bottom, holding the hilt of the sword upside down, and the posture is extremely beautiful.

Wang Gu is playing darts backwards, there is no accurate head, and all the darts are empty. The back of his neck failed to dodge Shen Luoxia's sword, and his epidermis was pierced, but fortunately, he was fast enough, and his body rushed forward, not letting the short sword pierce too deeply.

Shen Luoxia clenched her heart, took advantage of the victory to pursue, and made another move in the "Throwing Huai Sword Technique" and handed the short sword out.

Wang Jiu broke out in a cold sweat behind his back, knowing that he would not come up with a trick to deal with the enemy, he would have to die here, and he would not keep it at the moment, and he used a life-saving move with great internal strength, the name of which was "Lifting Qi and Rushing into the Sky, Male Town Bafang".

Martial artists temper themselves, seek the limits that their bodies can reach, and every time they break through a limit, they can reach a new realm. The first realm of the warriors is called "Boiling Strength", the second realm is called "Iron Bone Copper Skin", the third realm is called "Tongqi Blood", and the fourth realm is called "Kaitian Neizhuang".

When the martial artist reaches the fourth heaven, the dantian in the lower abdomen will undergo a qualitative change, the capacity will increase greatly, and the internal force will skyrocket, which will be very different from before. When the internal force reaches a certain level, the internal force can be punched out in the punches and kicks, and the dark energy can be generated in the moves, or the internal force can be concentrated at one point to send out an invisible blow similar to hitting the bull in the air.

This move, "Raise your breath and rush into the sky, and dominate the eight directions", is not only an internal move that consumes a lot of internal force, but after it is deployed, the fifty meridian and external acupoints in the body burst out with internal force impact, so as to knock the enemies who are close to you into the air. If an ordinary person is affected by this internal force, his internal organs will be damaged and he will die immediately, which shows the power of this impact.

"Drink!" Wang Jiu was angry in the dantian, shouted violently, pressed down with both hands, and forced the internal force of his body from top to bottom into the meridians, but as soon as he was lucky, he immediately discovered that something was wrong, and the internal force in the dantian seemed to be suppressed, and it couldn't be dispatched no matter what. He was terrified, and secretly thought: "Oops, no, I'm afraid I've been hit by a poison that can suppress the operation of internal forces, how can this be good." ”

Catching the moment when Wang Jiu was surprised, Shen Luoxia's short sword suddenly pierced into Wang Jiu's chest, she couldn't tell where she pierced in the dark, for the sake of insurance, after she succeeded, she immediately withdrew her sword and retreated violently, and the horizontal sword protected her upper body.

Wang Jiu is a sword under the ribs, and his five organs have been fatally wounded. He screamed, furious, and launched a counterattack before he died, put his hands into the dart bag, took out eight poison darts, and shot them indiscriminately into the darkness, and the eight poison darts hit different directions one after another, making a screaming sound of breaking the air.

Shen Luoxia's pupils froze, and she flew to dodge.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

In the darkness, the eight poison darts made only seven muffled sounds of nails into the wall!

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In the kitchen of the Red Dust Inn, Ren Tuzi and Zhao Zheng were guarding an oil lamp and had been waiting for a long time. The human butcher was a little bored, so he took out a kitchen knife from the cupboard, put a square whetstone on the chair, rustled it, sharpened it, picked it up and tried the blade with his fingers, and touched it a few times.

Zhao Zheng sat aside, silently watching the human butcher sharpen his knife, and his heart became more and more heavy and uneasy, worried that the human butcher would force him to kill people later.

The rivers and lakes are a bloody place, whether it is the right way or the evil way, their hands have to be stained with blood, even if they are compassionate monks, sometimes it is inevitable to kill people. Zhao Zheng wants to roam the rivers and lakes, and sooner or later he will face such a thing as murder, but even if he is mentally prepared, when this kind of thing really comes, he will inevitably be a little nervous and depressed.

Zhao Zheng fantasized about what it would look like when he started to kill, the snow-white blade cut through the flesh, the blood stained his sight, the eyes of the deceased were wide open, and the bloodshot under his eyes was clearly visible.

"Boy, you're guts." After grinding the knife, the human butcher rubbed the blade as thin as a cicada's wings with his thumb.

Zhao Zheng's mind was spinning, and the human butcher suddenly broke the silence and startled him. He let out an "ah" sound, calmed down the false alarm, and then asked, "How do you say this?" ”

"A person who sees me butchering a knife in the middle of the night and is not afraid is the one who has the courage to sè." The human butcher looked at Zhao Zheng and shook the kitchen knife in his hand, and the snow-white blade reflected Zhao Zheng's blurred face.

"Hehe, I'm actually a little scared, I just didn't show it." Zhao Zheng said with a dry smile.

"You shouldn't be afraid, men shouldn't be afraid of anything they face."

"I also want to be afraid of anything, but a lot of times I can't help but be afraid."

"You are still young and lack experience, and when you see more big scenes in the future, you won't be afraid anymore." Ren Tuzi raised his eyes, looked at Zhao Zheng meaningfully, and said, "Xiao Zhao, you have been in the Red Dust Inn for more than a month, and you can be regarded as our own person, and it is time to tell you some words." ”

Zhao Zheng was in his heart, and he had already guessed the next words of the human butcher seven or eight points, but he still pretended not to know, and asked, "What words?" ”

"Xiao Zhao, in fact, our Red Dust Inn is a black shop, and every once in a while, one or two people will be slaughtered. I'm not trying to scare you, it's true, there will be a corpse coming down from it later, and my mission tonight is to cut off this man's head and keep it for a bounty with the government. And you also have a mission tonight, after I cut off this man's head, you will be responsible for transporting the body through the dark tunnel. The human butcher said in a deep voice.

When Zhao Zheng heard this, not only was he not surprised, but he suddenly let go of the heart that had been hanging, although transporting the corpse was terrifying, it was easier than killing people with his own hands.

"Your kid's guts are really not ordinarily tall. I said this is a black shop, and you are not afraid at all. The human butcher looked at Zhao Zheng strangely.

"I was just stunned." Zhao Zheng hurriedly explained, and then pretended to be stupid and asked, "Brother Ren, you shouldn't be joking with me, right?" How can this be a black shop? ”

"Am I kidding you?" The human butcher raised a thick brow, and his face was unprecedentedly solemn.

"Not really." Zhao Zheng shook his head.

"What I just said is true, we are indeed a black shop here, and we are indeed going to kill people tonight. I'm saying this to you to get you into the gang and make you one of us. In this matter, you are non-negotiable, whether you agree or not, you have to work with us. Later, if you go to transport the corpse, even if you have a name, you and we are a group, and if we are exposed in the future and the government arrests us, then you will also be involved. ”

Zhao Zheng swallowed his saliva, showed a very shocked look, and nodded again and again: "Brother Ren, don't worry, the shopkeeper treats me so well, gives me food to eat, gives me new clothes to wear, no matter what she asks me to do, I will do it." Although you are doing murderous things, I don't think you are killing people indiscriminately, are you? He asked, half of it was pretended, and the other half also wanted to reconfirm whether the Red Dust Inn in this world was the same as the Red Dust Inn in the game.

"You're right. Our Red Dust Inn does not kill innocents indiscriminately, but has its own rules, we only kill three kinds of people, except for these three kinds of people, we will never touch them. The human butcher raised three thick fingers and counted them one by one, "We will kill the ghosts who are greedy for women, the evil people who do evil, and the people who want to kill us." ”

Zhao Zheng was relieved when he heard this, this inn really only kills the wicked, but these three rules are not in the game.

Zhao Zheng has his own views on these three rules, the first kind of person is just fascinated by Shen Luoxia's beauty, although there are some mistakes, but the mistakes are not fatal, even killing this kind of person is a bit extreme. The second kind of people really deserve to be killed, after all, there is a saying that killing the wicked is a good deed. Killing a third person is an act of self-defense, and there is nothing wrong with that.

The three are added together, and Zhao Zheng can recognize the other two except for the first one. He nodded and said, "If you only kill the wicked, then this shop is not a black shop, I am willing to join you and do my part for you." ”

"Okay, after you make your name tonight, you will be completely part of us, and we will be a family from now on." The human butcher smiled, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Boom!"

Before Zhao Zheng could reply, he heard a heavy muffled sound next to the kitchen. Hearing this, the butcher's face changed, and he suddenly got up with a kitchen knife in his hand, staring at the wall with a few thin cracks.

Zhao Zheng followed the gaze of the human butcher, and thought to himself: "Since just now, the human butcher has been looking at this wall intentionally or unintentionally, what is hidden in this wall?" ”;