The man sat like this.

His arms were half-rested on the armrests of the Taishi chair, his body leaned back lazily against the back of the chair, supporting his cheek with one hand, and holding the secret letter that Chen Shicai had not had time to clean up with the other hand, his eyes drooped slightly, and under the turbid and lonely lamplight, the crystal clear flesh and blood on his hands seemed to be shining with an indescribable luster.

The slender shadow was cast diagonally on the ground, swaying with the night breeze blowing in.

As if he had seen something interesting, he smiled lightly: "I said, dare to love these are all unseemly deeds done by officials from all over the country, and they have been taken into account, gambling and prostitution, and bribery, and even others marrying a concubine are recorded!" ”

Fat Chen's face was gloomy, how could he still have the previous harmony, and shouted: "Su Qing, when did you come in?" ”

The man suddenly sat up straight, revealing his face from the shadows, who was not Su Qing.

He just moved at will, but Fat Chen suddenly trembled, his fat trembled all over his body, as if he was facing a great enemy, as if he was frightened, he almost jumped up, like a bouncing ball, and he hurriedly copied the long sword by the wall into his hand with an arrow step, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

The tragic death of the previous person was still vivid, and he was afraid that Su Qing would suddenly give him such a blow.

"You're too loud!" Su Qing raised his eyes, but immediately lowered it again, and said slowly: "I didn't leave, the scenery on the roof is good, I sat for a while just now, but unfortunately, I heard the words of you and the Wheel King!" ”

Isn't that a coincidence?

Fatty Chen's eyes were cloudy, as if he would change his face, green and white, white and green.

The night outside the window is sultry, the stars are vast, and you can vaguely see the lanterns hanging on the red mansion painting boats on the Qinhuai River in the distance, and there are bursts of dogs barking not far away.

Fat Chen pulled out his sword little by little, and when the sword body was unsheathed, he groaned softly, his face was cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Su Qing, I warn you, put down the secret letter in your hand, otherwise, don't blame me for not being emotional, there are things that you can't see!" ”

Seeing him pointing his sword at him, Su Qing only pursed his lips, which were as thin as a sword, and smiled casually. "Didn't you just say that life is getting harder? Why don't you mess with me! If you look at him, his subordinates still have to guard against each other, do you think he will have doubts about you in his heart? It's really tiring to live, day and night, like walking on thin ice. ”

Fat Chen's face became even more ugly, and he shouted, "Shut up, you want to betray Heishi?" ”

"Betrayal? That's all you say, at most I just want to take the position of the Wheel King, or kill him and replace him! "Su Qing's voice is very soft, slow and methodical, careless, some calm and calm, and some are not surprised." You say, can this be considered a betrayal of Blackstone? Hehe, at best, I just want to betray the Wheel King. ”

To put it bluntly.

Fat Chen stared in surprise and said, "You dare to commit a crime?" ”

As soon as the words came out, he felt that his question was a little redundant, everything had been done, everything had been said, and what was the point of asking if he dared or not.

At the same time, he was secretly vigilant in his heart, since Su Qing had been so straightforward, he would never allow him to walk out of this door alive.

"Hmph, don't think that if you kill a few soft persimmons, you dare to be arrogant in front of me, when I worked for Heishi, you didn't know where it was?"

Now that his face has been torn, Fat Chen has nothing to say, and he is really a little frightened by Su Qing's boldness.

Seeing that Su Qing was about to put down the secret letter, Fat Chen's eyes flashed with cruelty, he raised his wrist against the sword, and the long sword in his hand had taken the opportunity to stab out, he would not wait for Su Qing to draw his sword, or leave this chair, since it was a life-and-death situation, of course he had to seize the opportunity.

"It's a character with a head and a face, but you're too unsophisticated."

Su Qing pressed the armrest, kicked his feet, and the chair immediately slid backwards, squeaking and sending out a short and rapid friction, leaving a few faint marks on the wooden board.

"You're still a killer, who tells you the rules!"

Fat Chen sneered, and saw Su Qing avoid it backwards, and stabbed straight to the end with a sword, chasing after him, and the tip of the sword was only six or seven inches away from Su Qing's chest.

"Bang dang!"

The wooden chair stopped, and Guy had slid to the window, clinging to the wall, and at the end.

"Death!"

Fat Chen's eyes lit up, and the momentum of the sword was faster and faster, like a white rainbow of lightning.

But seeing that he was about to stab Su Qing to death with a sword on the chair, a finger with a wrench suddenly lifted up from one side, and then flicked the sword lightly.

The straight blade was accompanied by a crisp trembling sound, which had been deflected by the sudden force.

"Then play with you, don't cry when you don't see the coffin!"

As soon as the cold words fell, Su Qing had already deflected the sword body at the same time, and suddenly burst out, his gentle and lazy eyes suddenly flashed like lightning, his hands stood like knives, and the wooden chair under him was shattered and scattered, and he was bullied.

As he rose from his chair, his arms spread out like crane wings, and a terrible knife slashed down diagonally, striking a terrifying match.

Fat Chen felt the fierce wind blowing in his face, and his heart was shocked at the moment, a sword was missed, and he retreated, while slashing back.

When he stopped, the hot pain on his chest was inexplicable, and when he looked down, there was a long gap on the brocade robe, and the flesh on his chest was cracked, and blood was oozing outside, as if he had been slashed.

Replacing a knife with a palm has such a terrifying power.

I was shocked, and I suddenly heard a chuckle in my ears.

"Let's see if you can pick me up!"

The laughter came from the top of his head, and Fatty Chen suddenly felt that the lights were dimmed, and the fierce wind had arrived in front of him, and his face was stinging, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

Look at it, it is a fist, the right hand clenched the fist, the big sleeves fluttering, the drum is flying, as if there is a storm in the sleeve, the dragon and snake swimming.

"Smack!"

The air was like a cannon fight, fierce and domineering, the frightened fat Chen's face changed wildly, his pupils shrank at the same time, his scalp exploded, and the whole person hurriedly shrank to the side, but seeing that the momentum of this punch was advancing and not retreating, it fell straight on the window lattice behind him, and in an instant, the wooden strips flew and sawdust were scattered.

Seeing that the other party's punch missed, Fat Chen's expression turned sharply, and with a turn of the sword, the sword light rose again, stabbing obliquely, and pointed at Su Qing's ribs.

"Hey!"

As soon as he stabbed out a sword, he heard a laugh in his ears, and Su Qing's right foot in front of him suddenly lifted, like a scorpion barb, and his heel just kicked on Fat Chen's wrist.

"Bang!"

The right arm was numb, and the fat Chen was in pain, and he fell backwards again and again, and the sword in his hand flew out of his hand in an instant, and with a sound of "grabbing", it was nailed to the roof obliquely, trembling.

Without waiting for him to take a breath, Su Qing burst out again, still with a punch, opening and closing, simple and direct, twisting his waist like pulling a bow to accumulate strength, and then smashed down on Fat Chen's chest.

His sword was out of his hand, and he was busy folding his arms to block it.

"Bang!"

The sound was dull, and the sleeves of Fat Chen's arms burst open, tearing from the cuffs, turning into strands of cloth, and on the two arms that were exposed in the air, green tendons and blood vessels surfaced from under the skin and flesh, exposing the surface, and those who watched it shuddered.

Carrying a punch, Fat Chen staggered back, choked and coughed, his arms drooped and trembled, and in his open mouth, a wisp of bright red flowed down the corners of his mouth, looking at Su Qing's eyes, he didn't know whether he was shocked or frightened, and his face was colorless.

"You,"

Just as he was about to speak, he heard the harsh wind whistling in his ears again, and a puppet leg shadow kicked in the air, as fast as lightning, the strong wind whimpered, and the frightened fat Chen hurriedly swallowed all the words in his mouth, hurriedly lifted his breath, flipped back, overturned the corner of the wall, and his round body borrowed strength to support him, he had already kicked three steps on the wall in a row, extremely flexible, took off his sword, and leaned down.

Attacking from above, the long sword went straight into Su Qingtianling.

Su Qing laughed, his feet were steep and then retreated half a step, and the moment he avoided this sword, his left hand grabbed Fat Chen's right wrist with lightning speed, and his right hand held the opponent's heavenly spirit in a lifting form.

The long sword landed here, and Fatty Chen was actually held upside down in the air by Su Qing, not daring to struggle for half a point.

"Now, tell me your answer!"

Su Qing said in a low voice.

"What do you want me to do?"

Fat Chen Tianling was detained, his lifeline was captured, and he trembled, so he dared to say half a word.

"No, I just want to know what the Wheel King should know!"

As soon as Su Qing let go, Fat Chen immediately fell from the air, sat down on the ground, he straightened his sleeves, and said lightly: "In addition, I left some things on you, don't think about going to the Wheel King to tell the truth, wait for three or five days, and then you say slowly, I still have a lot of time!" ”

"Something? What is it? ”

Fat Oil Chen was shocked.

Su Qing smiled.

"You'll know when the time comes!"

Fat Chen was about to ask, but Su Qing had already picked up his sword and jumped out of the window.

Before the bell rang in his ear, he was paralyzed and sat on the ground, his face like ashes.