Night.

Rain and fog.

Under the eaves.

One white and one green, two figures are standing quietly sheltering from the rain, their clothes are rolled up, and their skirts are lightly raised.

"Boom!"

Bleak white lightning pierced the dense rain curtain.

In the rain, but dozens of black shadows jumped and jumped, shaking and shaking in their hands, some of them did not enter the wooden pillars, some did not enter the stone wall, some were nailed to the ground, and sparks were splashed.

And in the center of the street, a person is wearing a cloak of hair, crazy like a strange roar, the long sword is raised, and he sees the blue rainbow in the rain like a shadow, like a meteor lightning, busy rushing to escape, he wants to escape, but "dingding" is two sounds, crisp and trembling, sealing his retreat, it is Lei Bin who shot.

The flying needle is not an ordinary hidden weapon, it is thin and small, not to mention that it is still in this rain, it is almost difficult to distinguish the rain and the needle, he is away from the momentum, and he has no choice but to wave the sword to resist, and the sword light is bright.

"Bang bang!"

On the sword, there were two low whistles, but he was really blocked, and the flying needle reversed and fell back into the rain.

But then there was an overwhelming burst of hidden weapons, iron pills, thistles, darts, throwing knives, flying guns, and the scalp of people watching was numb.

He had to go back again.

No matter how high his martial arts are, if he falls under such a terrible siege of death and lifelessness, he will inevitably be injured and covered with blood.

Under the eaves.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can cry, it's out of the way!"

Su Qing suddenly said softly.

There were only two people under the eaves.

The little girl grabbed Su Qing's hand tightly, and shook her head hurriedly when she heard the words, the smile on her face turned a little pale at some point, and she said softly: "I'm just sad that there is one less person in this world who is good to me!" ”

Su Qing's face seemed to be a little white, in this kind of world, it is really difficult to meet someone who is good to him, and the situation of cannibalism between master and apprentice, he really doesn't want to see it anymore.

"I know!"

He held the little girl's hand tighter, as if he was afraid that she would be cold.

"What's more, I lied to him in the first place, I think it's better not to, otherwise even if it's not today, when he finds out one day, I'm afraid he won't be good to me anymore!"

Silver Bell looked up, with a smile on his face, and the water droplets splashed, I don't know if it was heart-wrenching tears or cool rain.

Su Qing wiped it for her and sighed, "It's okay, it's okay!" ”

Suddenly, his eyes moved.

Look straight at the man in the street, who was disheveled, ragged, and covered in wounds, and his body was nailed with hidden weapons, and his bright red footprints were scattered by the rain as soon as he stepped out. It seems that he knows that there is no way to retreat, and there is no way to live, at this moment, the gloomy eyes of the Wheel King suddenly burst out of an unimaginable coldness, he no longer wants to break out of the encirclement, but towards Su Qing, as if he is dead, he will also pull him, or, kill him, and regain power.

"The following sins are unforgivable!"

The hidden weapons of those blackstone killers have all been destroyed, but they still have swords, no need for Su Qing to say more, they have been killed one by one, the old and the new have changed, and no one wants to lag behind.

But Su Qing waved the sleeves of his robe and motioned for everyone to retreat.

"Let him come!"

No matter how fierce the tiger is, how can it be defeated by a group of wolves, no matter how high its martial arts are, after all, it is only a mortal body, and it is not a moment of returning to the light, and how many breaths have passed? How many tricks can you last? The seriously injured body is just a broken lamp that is about to run out of oil.

The Wheel King looked at Su Qing, he was soaked, the corners of his clothes and his feet, the blood was like splashing ink, gradually dissipating from thick to instantaneous.

Su Qing also looked at him.

Words have long been unnecessary to say at this moment, success or failure is so far, only life and death.

A blue light suddenly appeared in the rain atmosphere, unimaginably fast, like a flying star piercing through the clouds, like a meteor falling straight down, and the fine iron wheel at the sword was rumbling at this moment, almost like rolling thunder. The reason why the strange soldiers are strange is that they have their merits, and when the wheel is buzzing, those raindrops that fall on the sword body are all instantly turned into mist, like powder in the sky.

The sword momentum like lightning and thunder, as well as the ingenuity of this wheel, actually made the rain curtain that was cut open not have time to close for a moment, like a curtain with more openings, the gaps rose from the center of the street, came straight, and came extremely fiercely, as if cut by scissors, and extended to the eaves in front of Su Qing.

It's just that just when the sword was about to stab in front of Su Qing, he suddenly raised his feet and stepped forward, stepped out of the eaves, and stepped into the rain curtain.

"Hmm!"

The throat seemed to swallow a raging fire, heavy and difficult to vent, only the moment Su Qing stepped out, the rain that fell on him, the moment it splashed, it actually made a "zizi" sound, as if he was no longer flesh and blood, but a red-hot soldering iron, boiling hot oil, and a mist of water rose on his body, and in the dim and dim light shadow, there was a misty white vapor.

He also stabbed a sword.

The gall in his hand trembled endlessly, like a dragon's groan, piercing straight out.

"Zheng!"

The two swords actually collided at this moment, and the tips of the swords were-for-tat, impartial, and collided together.

Between the two swords, the rain curtain was torn and shattered by an invisible force, the Wheel King had already been seriously injured, at this moment, if he encountered a majestic force, the wounds all over his body were like splashing ink and bursting out wisps of blood, he screamed, his right sleeve burst in an instant, and the blood vessels and veins on his arms were exposed like earthworms, almost exploding, and his mouth vomited blood.

The two are wrestling.

Suddenly, seeing the white robe flying, Su Qing's right leg suddenly swept out from the bottom up, drawing a crescent-like exercise in the rain, like a whip exploding in his ears, the surging wind hit his face, and the scrolling wheel king was flying in all directions with his hair scattered, and his facial muscles were twisted.

"Wow!"

The rain swept under his feet, and the Wheel King had retreated, and a straight blood mark on his chest almost disemboweled, and it was actually swept out with one kick, and it was hot and stinging.

When he was in his heart, Su Qing's face, the face that was already red and hot, suddenly approached, like a stone bouncing up one after another, jumping and tumbling under his feet, and he was already approaching in an instant.

The rain splashed down, and he suddenly saw a heavy green and cold sword shadow in front of him, as if more than ten or twenty people were stabbing at him at the same time, the sword shadow splashed into the sky, and the wheel sword buzzed again, but Su Qing's left hand suddenly moved, and the cold light on his sleeve suddenly brightened, like a wisp of flying lightning, turning from his wrist, before he could react, as if he was unconscious, the wheel sword actually came out of his hand.

A hand grabbed his throat with one hand, the wind and rain were flying, and when he stood still, he had reached the eaves, and the moisture on Su Qing's body quickly dispersed.

"I've always wanted to ask you something!"

Su Qing lifted him, looked at each other, and spit out a mouthful of heat, one was a little incredible, and the other was very calm.

"Who did you learn your martial arts from?"

But when Su Qing finished asking this sentence, the Wheel King's eyes suddenly became very weird, and then it seemed to hide sarcasm and sneer, as if looking at a joke, a dying person, or a dead person.

"You'll know!"

His sharp voice finally leaked out, and he laughed sharply with a poignant expression. "Once you walk on the Jianghu Road, no one will want to retreat, I will be on the Huangquan Road, watching you!"

"I see, then I'll wait for him!"

Su Qing was silent for a moment, as if he understood something.

As soon as his five fingers loosened, he smashed out with a punch, and the Wheel King had flown back into the rain curtain, flying out upside down like a scarecrow, spewing out a mouthful of blood mist in the air, falling into the rain, and no longer moving.

Pick up the Wheel Sword on the ground.

Su Qing waved his hand.

Everyone has begun to clean the long street, and after a night of spring rain, all traces will be gone.

Su Qing led the silver bell and walked to the rope, the old man was not dead, but he was injured and lost his combat strength, and he had struggled to climb under the eaves, looking at his apprentice indifferently and indifferently, waiting for death as if he was being killed, disheartened and desperate.

His eyes drooped slightly, and Su Qing said softly: "For the sake of this child, I will spare your life, she has learned your things, after all, she owes you, after the remains of Rama are complete, I will give you the internal strength above, and end today's cause and effect, you have killed people in your life, I hope that after the changes of life and death this time, you can have a new beginning, so that you can do it yourself!" ”

There seemed to be a light flashing in Lian Lian's eyes, and he looked at the silver bell, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something.

"Master, don't trust others so easily next time!"

The little girl blinked.

After thinking about it, Su Qing looked at Fatty Chen again.

"Borrow your place, heal his injuries, and take care of the rest, and talk about it in a few days!"

This is no longer the case.

Fatty Chen hurriedly said: "Yes, helper!" ”

Su Qing nodded and opened the umbrella again.

"Sir, is it all over?"

The silver bell leans under the umbrella.

The two talked as they walked.

Su Qing exhaled a long breath, his eyes deep.

"Is it over? I'm afraid we'll have to wait! ”