The autumn sun was still shining, and the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves was like the sound of waves crashing against rocks.

Often, before the big waves, the sea is always calm.

The white mouse's face changed suddenly, and he said sharply: "Ghost Shadow Sky, what do you mean?" ”

Ghost Shadow Changkong frowned and said, "You can't understand human words?" ”

The white mouse suddenly laughed again: "You two people who pretend to break the pulse, do you think it's still the second year of the dynasty?" It's been four years since the dynasty, and you think I'm still afraid of you......"

As he shouted, he flew up and swept towards the pavilion.

He is known as a thief, the light skill is really not ordinarily strong, when he swept up, it seemed to be a light skill such as "Flying on the Grass", and he knew that the basic skills were already very solid when he looked at the action, but as soon as he stepped on the railing of the pavilion, the person seemed to have made a "Dry Land Pulling Onions" action and jumped high, and seven or eight black wires in his hand suddenly shot into the ghost sky, and no one could see what kind of hidden weapons it was.

Because the black silk came too steeply, not only fast and urgent, but also intertwined, completely enveloping the ghost sky, but the ghost shadow and Zhong Shuman still sat and did not move.

This is indeed not the second year of the dynasty, and the white rats of that era have no such skills, and there is a reason why he dares to challenge today, because the hidden weapon seems to hit the ghost in the sky, but in fact, others are turning in the air, holding a sharp short knife and falling.

This knife also fell beautifully, because it fell on Zhong Shuman, from the perspective of martial arts alone, the white rat's series of actions is simply not superfluous, every step, every sweep, every blow chooses the best angle and the best timing.

It's a pity that the two people sitting here today are not superfluous, the ghost shadow's claws bent slightly, and the dead branch that was originally placed on the table bounced up automatically, and he waved his hand lightly. I saw that all the black threads in the sky were gone.

At the same time that Wu Si was gone, the sharp sword light also disappeared, because seven or eight flying needles had been nailed all over the mouse's body—the flying needles he had just sent out.

The short knife had obviously slashed into Zhong Schumann's neck, but now it fell to the ground.

The white mouse slowly turned his head and looked at the ghost sky with an incredulous gaze, as if he had seen a living ghost in broad daylight.

The ghost shadow sat there in the sky, still with the same demeanor as if he hadn't even moved, and he said lightly: "The dynasty is indeed not the dynasty of the year, but the rivers and lakes will always be the rivers and lakes!" ”

The white rat understands this. It means that no matter how the times change, some people will never change, and those people are still not something that you Xiao Xiao's disciples can shake, at least this will not change.

When he fully understood the meaning of this sentence, the white mouse fell down with a "plop" and fell out of the pavilion.

Zhong Shuman also didn't move, and only then did he speak: "Grasp things out of thin air, dry branches and needles, and finally return the other body in the other way, admire!" ”

The face of the ghost shadow Changkong became solemn again: "Don't dare, it's ugly!" ”

Zhong Shuman sighed: "If this is all ugly." I'm afraid that the people outside are all waste. ”

The ghost shadow said proudly: "They are originally waste!" ”

If this were another person, Zhong Shuman would definitely think that person was an arrogant madman, but from the empty mouth of the ghost shadow, he had an invincible domineering spirit.

The ghost sky seems to have regained the majestic demeanor of the past. He sat there casually, looking like an unshakable thousand-year-old mountain.

The dead grass around them was shaking again, and this time the amplitude of the shaking increased significantly.

Before the person arrived, a sharp and thin female voice came first: "Hahahahahaha, He Daxia, who is chivalrous and righteous, actually drinks with the murderous ghost swordsman." Strange things happen every year. This year is especially numerous. When she laughed, her voice was still dozens of meters away, but as soon as she finished speaking, the person appeared in the field of vision of the two.

This woman is not good-looking, but she is very attractive, with a long body, wide sleeves, and blue sleeves. There is a fluttering demeanor.

"Miss He, Don't you remember me?" The durable woman chuckled. There is a kind of charm between the eyebrows.

Zhong Shuman sat still and said lightly: "I remember." It turned out to be Gusu Murong's Lanlan girl who arrived! ”

Of course, she remembered that her Jingshi wedding turned into a tragedy in Beijing, which had a huge connection with the Gusu Murong family, and as long as she mentioned the words "Duan Tianya", "Gusu Murong", "Murong Feiyan" and so on, it was definitely a distorted expression and gnashing her teeth.

But the past has long since blossomed and fallen, and today's Zhong Shumann has also gone to stay unintentionally and pampered, she is sitting there, as if it is an iceberg of ten thousand years, even Murong Lanlan is very curious, when did this woman become so calm?

It's just that when she saw the corpse of the white mouse under the pavilion, curiosity turned into suspicion, the white mouse must have come to seek revenge and be poisoned, He Daxia's name is like the beard on the side of the tiger's mouth, not something anyone can easily touch.

Zhong Shuman suddenly chuckled and said: "I heard that in the past, the ghost hero first appeared in the Sword Villa, looking for people everywhere to challenge, not only the people who picked were famous, but also the famous people also looked for the ghost heroes to challenge. ”

Ghost Shadow Changkong nodded: "There is such a thing!" ”

Zhong Shumann said: "I can understand this, but it is ridiculous for some people who are not capable of challenging the ghost heroes, such as Gusu Murong, they think that they are still more or less a character in the rivers and lakes, but in fact they are nothing, others only used three moves, and they disarmed and surrendered." ”

Murong Lanlan's face also changed, and she became extremely resentful.

This old story was also very famous in the rivers and lakes back then, and at that time, the fame of the ghost shadow sky was in full swing, and his biggest fame was that he could solve the battle within ten moves.

There are also a lot of people who challenge him, and Murong Lanlan is also one of them, but she can't even catch the three moves of the ghost shadow in the sky, so she is directly abolished.

In fact, it is normal to be killed in a martial arts competition, but what is not normal is that the ghost shadow Changkong humiliated her in the downtown of Jiangdu, which made the Murong family lose face.

She was like a white mouse, she heard the news of the ghost He fighting again, and immediately rushed here.

I have to say that the Gusu Murong family is not as strong as she imagined, but it is by no means as vulnerable as Zhong Shuman described, at least she is a person from a famous family, and it is by no means comparable to the treacherous people of the underworld and the left way, such as white rats.

So she was still very cautious, because the corpse of the white mouse had not disappeared yet, and the horrified expression on the corpse's face was enough to say a lot.

She looked at the ghost shadow from a distance, and looked at Zhong Shuman carefully, she couldn't see the depth of these two people now, but it was certain that since these two people dared to reappear in the rivers and lakes, their martial arts were only afraid of increasing compared to the past, so she didn't dare to act rashly.

The ghost shadow suddenly laughed loudly, just like hearing a very funny joke, and the rough voice was shocking.

Zhong Shuman said: "What are you laughing at?" ”

Ghost Changkong smiled: "I laugh at her? ”

Zhong Shuman frowned and said, "What's so funny about her?" ”

Ghost Shadow Changkong put away his smile and said in a deep voice: "You see, I also said it just now, these people are just rubbish, they don't even have the courage to make a move, what else is Gusu Murong?" I've been walking the dynasty for four years, and I've seen a lot of fake big empty goods like her, and I'm not even worthy of making a vase......"

"Fuck your shit!" Murong Lanlan interrupted him angrily, stretched out his hand and pulled out a meniscus blade, and with a footstep, the whole person flew up, pressing towards the pavilion with a fierce momentum. ..., at the same time as she soared, Zhong Shuman suddenly raised his hand, and with a seemingly understatement, the white jade cup in his hand drew a white light in the air, and the delicate and small cup had become a hidden weapon for chasing souls and killing people.

Murong Lanlan was taken aback, the momentum of this cup was terrifying, because of the strong internal strength attached to it, the cup actually made a sharp whistling sound during its flight, like a female ghost who had broken free from the chains of hell.

The ghost's eyes flickered, and he seemed to appreciate Zhong Schumann's blow.

Sure enough, the white jade cup suddenly shattered with a "bang" halfway through the flight, as if it hit an invisible wall in the air, and the cup suddenly turned into countless sharp fragments, forming a large net cover towards the other party, which was faster and sharper.

Murong Lanlan was really taken aback, but now she had no choice, she quickly retreated and abandoned the knife at the same time, her hands waved into a circle, and a disk-shaped yellow air flow faintly appeared on her chest, and all the fragments were swirled into the air flow.

Masters all know that this is the signature mastery of the Murong family - "Dou Zhuan Xing Shift", which is a kind of martial art that can transfer energy, and then fight back, authentic "return the other body with the other way." ”

Murong Lanlan waved for a moment, pushed her palms forward together, and all the fragments really hit back towards the pavilion.

Her "Fighting Stars" is not very proficient, but it is still quite beautiful, but Zhong Shuman doesn't need to hide, because her people are no longer in that place.

At this moment, Murong Lanlan's pupils suddenly contracted, her whole body was cold, and her heart was already cold.

She stood there and didn't turn around, just because she felt that Zhong Shuman was standing behind her, how did the other party flash behind her? I didn't even realize it.

Zhong Shuman looked at her coldly, and suddenly made a move, and the palm knife slashed at her white neck with lightning lightning.

All this was so fast that a phantom appeared, and it seemed that there was only a moment, but Murong Lanlan's head was like a mowing grass and 4 "-320" damage values in a row, and she collapsed to the ground like a mess of mud, and she didn't even have time to make a muffled snort.

Like a fallen mouse, her expression distorted with fear.

Today's He Rijun is no longer the He Daxia he used to be, and it can even be said to be better than in the past.

Looking at Zhong Shuman's peach blossom cloak fluttering in the wind, the ghost's eyes were shining in the sky, as if he was a little excited, and he seemed to be a little excited.

There may be many masters in this dynasty who are more powerful than his ghost shadow sky, but there is only one opponent who is really on par with his ghost shadow sky.

This person has to come again. (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )