The only needle child who was ready to go to bed early and get up early did not succeed in fulfilling his wish, ah, no, it should be said that he indirectly fulfilled his wish.

Go to bed early, reach!

Earlier, the same was achieved!

Merely...... It's a little too much! Early! Finish!

The sound of ping-pong outside was endless, the crisp sound of swords and halberds colliding, the muffled sound of tables, chairs and benches being smashed, and occasionally accompanied by low, hoarse voices. If the only needle can continue to sleep, it is estimated that the possibility of trying to wake her up again in the future will be infinitely close to zero.

Cangfa had already gotten up, put on his clothes, and saw that the only needle also climbed up, and his white and tender face was pressed out of a few folds, which looked cute, if it wasn't for the wrong time, he would have liked to pinch it.

"Get dressed, I'll go out and have a look."

As he spoke, the figure had disappeared from the house.

Duzhen looked at the reclosed door expressionlessly, and muttered half-loudly: "What's so beautiful, I've never seen you so active before." ”

After chattering, he looked back at his quilt reluctantly, and then looked at the little goldfish who was sleeping soundly with half a piece of jade pendant, stretched out his hand, poked and poked, "Wake up, wake up." ”

"Hmm~" The little goldfish looked at her blindfolded, as if she was very puzzled.

The only needle was happy, and pulled out the half of the jade pendant from its tail and put it away, "Get up." With that, he grunted and got dressed.

The little goldfish stretched out in mid-air, and was looked at by the only needle, she looked at the little goldfish suspiciously, "Are you really not a cat, but a fish?" ”

"Uh-huh~" The little goldfish didn't know if she understood her words, she flicked her tail, her butt was facing her, and she dangled twice in mid-air, and she didn't know where she went.

As soon as the only needle was dressed, the sound of the fight outside the door did not become smaller, but tended to get bigger and bigger.

She looked at the door, and then at the window, the night was dark and the wind was high, stealing chickens and dogs, coughing cough, observing the direction of the wind, it was more appropriate to go through the window.

It was not only the Homecoming Inn that was lively, but half of the street along the Homecoming Inn was included in the scope of the battle.

Standing on the roof of the house, a rough look at it, it can be roughly divided into three groups of people.

One group is a group of escort teenagers, the number of people is the smallest, but the cultivation is not bad.

Dressed in uniform clothes, black and blue under the moonlight, his entire back was covered with an embroidered picture of a sword and a sword crossed, and he acted quite flamboyantly, without the slightest intention of concealing his identity in the dark night.

The last group of talents is most in line with the image of the night dark wind and high murder and arson, black clothes and masks, without any symbolic wear on their bodies, a large number of people, unscrupulous means, life and death, go forward and follow.

The three groups of people contain each other and do their own thing, as long as they are not their own personnel, they all kill each other. After fighting for so long, there were casualties, and there was a temporary stalemate.

But they didn't mean to stop at all, even if they knew that they couldn't tell the winner for the time being, no group of people flinched.

"Chunyou, you take the third young master to go first!"

"Okay."

The third young master is naturally the half-grown boy, the boy seems to have experienced some twists and turns, and is much more mature than his peers, and when he heard this arrangement, he did not raise objections, but turned around and followed the young man who was called Chunyou.

During the fight, everyone consciously approached an alley that was not illuminated by the moonlight, and in the process of fierce fighting, no one noticed that two people disappeared from the crowd.

Of course, this does not include the unique stitch of being from a high place to see the excitement.

Because the alley that the other party was close to was just under the house she was in, she couldn't see it.

However, she didn't pay much attention to the other party, because the moves of the people who were uniformed seemed to be disorderly, but in fact, they cooperated tacitly, and each move carried a strange rhythm between each move.

This is the reason why their cultivation is not as high as the guards, and the number of people is not as large as that of the people in black, but they can still stabilize the situation and not be eliminated.

"The third prince is gone!"

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a person shouted.

The only needle raised her eyebrows in surprise, she had been standing in the best place of sight, taking everyone's position into her eyes, but she didn't notice when a man in black didn't know that he had gone around behind the guards.

The man was not tall, but he was agile, and with a slight hook of his hand on the eaves beam, the man went directly to the roof.

The only needle looked at him in four eyes.

Man in Black: "!! ”

One Needle: "??? ”

"Huh...... I'm just here to bask ......" The moon is gone, and the sun hasn't come out completely...... Sky, if you beat you, don't you see me? ”

"Less nonsense, death to those who see it!" As he spoke, the man in black turned slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of the only needle.

The pupils of the only needle shrank, and it was the first time she had met someone with such a sensitive footwork, which was somewhat similar to the set of footwork she brought in her previous life, and they were all light and fast.

Before her mind could react, her steps turned slightly, letting go of the sword stabbed by the other party.

The blade of the sword struck horizontally, and it was as direct as a knife, and it came horizontally after it.

After the only stitch, he bent down and asked the other party curiously, "What's the name of your footwork?" ”

Her steps are a fragment and have no name at all.

The other party did not answer, and the moves in his hand became more swift.

The only needle did not use poison this time, although she cultivated up, but the kung fu in her hands did not keep up, and most of the opponents she met before were group attacks, and she was almost never given the opportunity to exercise her hands and feet.

The vitality is running under the feet, and the body of the only needle is a little faster, often the other party's sword blade seems to be stabbed, and when you look closely, it is all her afterimage.

The bigger the man in black, the more frightened he became, his pace was very magical, but he consumed the Yuan Force in his body very quickly, and when he encountered enemies before, the other party often couldn't keep up with his speed, and he could solve the other party without waiting for his vitality to run out.

But the person in front of him is different, the other party's pace is similar to his own, the more he fights, the more energy he consumes, the slower his feet move, but the other party has been from beginning to end, no, it should be said that with the passage of time, the use of steps is becoming more and more proficient, and the movements are getting faster and faster.

At first, she could still sweep the corners of the other party's clothes, always giving him the feeling that he could hurt the other party as long as he was faster, but later, often his sword blade stabbed out, and the other party was still far away from the position of the afterimage.

The other party obviously regarded him as a sparring partner, and he didn't really want to hurt him, and he didn't even take out his weapon, otherwise he would have died in the hands of the other party at this time.

Knowing that he can't win and rushing forward regardless of the roll, it is the criterion that a qualified Deadpool should have, so even if the man in black knows that he can't win, he still doesn't stop fighting the other party.

The only needle was afraid that the other party would not have a good chance, so he retreated directly, and put some water without a trace, giving the other party some hope of counter-killing.

The bright light of the sun overflows from the east, squeezing the deep blue of the night out of the sky, and the light and shadow are gently blown by the fresh wind of dawn, signaling the arrival of a new day.

"It's almost time to go back to breakfast." The only needle was struck here, and a slightly faint and clear voice came from behind him.

The only fingertip silver light tie thread, just now was still dodging the action stopped, and slapped the blade of the man in black in reverse.

The tip of the needle slid down the blade towards the hilt of the opponent's sword, and the man in black tried to smash the blade horizontally again, but found that the palm of the hand against the blade was nailed to his blade like a nail, making him completely unable to change the position of the sword.

The man in black's eyes narrowed, did not retreat, but advanced, directly using the sword as a shield, and the vitality ran in the palm of his hand, pouring into the sword body, and approaching the only needle.

The only needle smiled brightly, showing a lovely smile to the man in black, and in the next second, with a ding, the sword body trembled slightly, and along the position of the palm of the only needle, the sword body produced a trace of cracks, and due to the surging vitality of the man in black, the cracks in the sword body became bigger and bigger.

With another push in her palm, she backsomer, exiting the opponent's attack range.

The man in black didn't notice it for a while, he used too much force, staggered forward two steps, and the blade fell to the ground with a clang.

Duyi looked at the man in black and said helplessly: "Your companion has left." ”

The man in black quickly glanced into the distance, and there was no one on the street, whether it was his companion or the other two groups, a drop of cold sweat snaked down his sideburns, crossed his chin, and dripped onto the clothes on his chest.

In the next second, the man in black picked up the broken small half of the sword and stabbed it directly into his neck with the tip of the rift.

Man, dead.

The only needle frowned, but didn't say anything.

This kind of similar Deadpool, she had encountered many times in her previous life, and she would rather die than become a captive.

"Let's go, go back to dinner." Cangfa didn't seem to see the other party's suicide at all, smiled and walked to Duyi's side, took her little hand, and took her back to the inn.