Daqing Jian'an for seven years, the early spring is slightly cold, and the morning light is a little. The purple bamboo forest outside the city, dripping with the drizzle of early spring, cleaning the green bamboo land and moisturizing the young bamboo!

The bamboo forests in early spring are not particularly lush, and most of the new young leaves, breathing in the fresh spring breeze and bathing in the nectar falling from the sky, start another year's reincarnation.

The Baili bamboo forest covers an extremely wide area, and the sparse young leaves that sprout in early spring make the path between the forests seem empty.

The green bamboos on the left and right are a little apart, and Shen Mojin, the prince of Daqing, holds the assassin Su Ranxia in his hand, holds an oil-paper umbrella together, and walks through the forest.

Shen Mojin was dressed in a white robe, with a plate of dragon white jade around her waist, her left hand, which was more slender and white than a woman, held an oil-paper umbrella, and her right hand gently embraced Su Ranxia, who was dressed in red clothes, into her arms, and her handsome face like a knife was faintly revealing an evil smile, making his delicate facial features quite charming.

Suddenly, a group of crows flew in the bamboo forest in front of him, and the drizzle in the air mixed with the bamboo leaves that were photographed fell on the umbrella surface, this scene intensified, and there was a strange slaughter!

Startled the crows, the bamboo hermit knew that he was exposed, and instantly drew his sword and burst out, and eight people surrounded him in a ring and stabbed the two people under the umbrella.

Su Ranxia, who was dressed in red, did not panic at all, and even faintly snickered with joy, but unexpectedly, it was the momentary loss of her mind that caused Shen Mojin to retract her right hand like lightning and probed to the matching sword on her waist!

Su Ranxia was slightly frightened, hurriedly rested and concentrated, her hands bloomed like lotus flowers, and quickly grabbed Shen Mojin's throat!

But he was not in a hurry, calmly tapped his toes on the ground, and after a rotation around him, he held up the umbrella and narrowly avoided the fatal throat blow, but the slender palm had just touched the hilt of the sword!

Eight awe-inspiring sword qi were integrated, completely blocking Shen Mojin in a corner, and the slightly humid air in the forest added a biting cold.

Su Ranxia below touched the silver needle that exuded a cold light out of nowhere, and eagerly gestured at Shen Mojin, who was suffering from the enemy on his abdomen.

But he still hid the blade safely, and his expression did not show the slightest panic, but there was a confident smile like a mystery on the corner of his mouth, and his right hand, which was holding the hilt of the sword, tightened slightly, and then slowly closed his eyes!

The moment the supple and slender eyelashes met his eyes, the dagger just broke through a foot in front of him. Immediately, his right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword trembled like lightning, and the calcium carbide drew his sword like firelight, and a dazzling white light flashed in the darkness for a moment.

The sword light disappeared in an instant, and the sound of breaking the air around him groaned softly.

The silky rain stirred up the sticky and hot blood, and under the dance of the blood-stained bamboo leaves, it was sprinkled tricklingly, and the eight black shadows fell from the air to the ground in unison, and there was no life at all!

There was a subtle and deep sword wound on their necks, as if they had been slashed by a drizzle like a knife, and blood was oozing slightly, and their eyes were shocked and confused, as if they were reminiscing about that amazing sword!

His sword was too fast, and the calcium carbide was pulled out in the firelight, and if it weren't for the flickering sword, no one would believe that he had already drawn his sword, even if it was a dead assassin, he couldn't understand it before he died!

The right hand is still firmly on the hilt of the sword, and the left hand is still holding the reddish oil-paper umbrella, slowly descending from the air!

Su Ranxia had already quietly put away the previous few poisonous needles, and her charming and agile eyes looked at Shen Mojin's right hand very seriously, as if when he floated up, his right hand was also on the hilt of the sword, and such a beautiful pair of hands, how could he wield the sword that pierced the world before, maybe it was also because of beauty!

She stared at the steady and beautiful hands, and kept thinking in her heart, and the palm of the hand was strangely getting closer and closer to her, and finally knocked her on the head hard, which made her wake up suddenly, causing her to stumble slightly and say, "You...... You, what are you doing so close to me, men and women are not kissed. ”

Shen Mojin smiled slightly after hearing this, the left hand holding the umbrella slid to the umbrella handle, and it was very beautiful to turn around a few times, and the rain and blood stains accumulated on the oil-paper umbrella then dispersed outward in a ripple shape, and the umbrella surface was washed away in an instant.

Just looked at his black eyes like an abyss, revealing Gu Bo's unfazed calmness, and said softly in a harmonious voice: "If Gu is not mistaken, the move you used to pounce on Gu before is a deadly throat locking technique!" ”

Su Ranxia's delicate body trembled after hearing this, her expression was terrified, she swallowed her saliva nervously, and quietly put her hand behind her back while organizing her words, feeling for her several poisonous needles, "That...... Your Highness, Your ...... You're mistaken, it's definitely the drizzle around you that hazy you...... Bright eyes, I wanted to protect you, yes, I just wanted to get closer to protect you! ”

Shen Mojin nodded slightly after hearing the flawed excuse, and his expression also showed satisfaction, and he immediately looked at the bamboo forest in front of him, waved his long-sleeved white robe magnificently, stepped forward and said slowly: "Next time, you don't have to be so active in protecting Lone, just kill those assassins who want to take Lone's life." ”

"In addition, since you and I have already traveled here, it is better to go to the depths of this bamboo forest to take a look, maybe there will be another cave!" Shen Mojin said without looking back, his steps were not very fast, obviously waiting for Su Ranxia behind him to follow, but in this way, he completely exposed his back to Su Ranxia, which was no different from suicide.

Su Ranxia's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth hooked a sinister arc, and he sneered: "Hey, hey, you guy also said that you should never expose your back to anyone easily, it seems that you killed eight assassins with one sword today, you are too proud!" ”

After saying that, Su Ranxia threw all the four small poison needles that had been prepared in his hand to various points on Shen Mojin's back!

Four poisonous needles flew through the air and hit Shen Mojin's back, this poisonous needle was hollow and contained poison, and there was a tiny hole at the needle, and the venom would only be injected after stabbing the target.

And this kind of poison needle, which is easy to carry and is not easy to injure by mistake, is Su Ranxia's unique secret technique. Now under the natural cover of the drizzle, the air was broken lightly and silently, and it quickly pierced Shen Mojin's back, and Shen Mojin's footsteps, which had been moving forward slowly, were also stunned!

Su Ranxia was overjoyed when she saw this, but the pungent blood around her reminded her to be cautious in time, the counterattack of the trapped beast before death was extremely intense, not to mention that Shen Mojin was still a lion, even if her poison was fierce, she couldn't poison it instantly, but Shen Mojin only needed a moment to kill her!

So she instantly poured all her strength into her right hand, and then her body shook, and she slammed out like a lightning palm and slashed behind Shen Mojin!

The purpose of this palm is not to kill, but to maximize the venom in the poison needle, with her Zizhu Medicine Saint's experience in immersing herself in pharmacological Gu techniques for many years, as long as it is in this palm, even if Shen Mojin will not die, it will definitely not pose the slightest threat to her!