Chapter 62: Meet Mr. Qin
"Peasant disciple!"
Along with this flowing flint that rose to the sky, groups of well-dressed peasant disciples with sharp swords in their hands poured in from all directions, surrounding a group of bandits in Heiyunzhai in the middle.
"Twenty-four!"
The well-trained peasant disciples moved quickly, finding their rightful position according to the formation they usually trained.
"Kill!" An icy killing sound seemed to penetrate the soul, and the peasant disciples who heard the order instantly strangled these bandits.
At this time, the bandits of Heiyunzhai reacted and raised their weapons to fight back, but in the face of the farmer's twenty-four formations, they couldn't organize a resistance at all.
"Ah~!" The black boss's eyes were red as he looked at the bandits who fell one after another, and with a roar of rage, he raised the tiger-headed broadsword and rushed towards the peasant disciples.
"Your opponent is me!" At this time, a cold black-clothed young man descended from the sky, holding a long sword with cold light in front of the black boss.
"Die!" The black boss's fat body was not slow at all, and the big knife in his hand slashed towards the young man with a whistling sound.
"I don't know what to say!" The black-clothed young man waved his long sword, easily blocking the powerful blow of the black boss, and then another challenge, and the big knife in the black boss's hand was uncontrollably picked up.
Seeing that the big knife in his hand was picked off, the black boss immediately calmed down, knowing that he was far from the black-clothed young man in front of him, and turned around and wanted to run.
"Want to run?" The young man in black stepped a little, rose into the air, and kicked the black boss back.
When the black boss raised his head again, a long sword was already pointed at his throat, and as long as he moved forward half an inch, he could be killed.
It was only at this time that Plum Blossom Thirteen and the old people and children who had been helped by her reacted, and they watched in disbelief as the once invincible bandits of Heiyunzhai were ruthlessly harvested like straw.
And the brave black boss was trampled under his feet like a toad.
Soon, there were fewer and fewer bandits resisting, and they knelt down and surrendered, but the blood stains of the dead bandits slowly gathered into a small river in the compound, and the people choked by the strong smell of blood could hardly breathe.
The peasant disciples escorted the surrendered bandits to the center of the compound and knelt down, especially the three masters of Heiyun Village, whose legs were broken and thrown at the front like a dead dog.
Seeing this, Qin Luo knew that it was time for him to appear, so he took Xiao Lori's little hand and walked towards the center of the compound.
"Hey! What are you doing? Don't go over! Seeing him come forward, Plum Blossom Thirteen hurriedly stopped him.
In her heart, the destruction of Heiyunzhai this time is probably to block the interests of other big forces, as long as these little people don't make a noise, they won't embarrass these people, but I didn't expect this guy to go up.
"It's okay!" He waved his hand indifferently and continued to walk with Xiao Lori towards those peasant disciples.
"Oops! This idiot! Plum Blossom Thirteen stomped his foot in annoyance, but still gritted his teeth and raised his sword to follow him.
Those old people and children retreated to the corner, for fear of having something to do with them, and some even showed gloating eyes, they were afraid that the Plum Blossom Thirteen would settle accounts afterwards, hoping that she would die this time, so that they could get rid of the shame of betrayal in their hearts.
Unfortunately, the reality is often the opposite of hope.
When Qin Luo walked not far from the black-clothed young man, something unimaginable to everyone happened!
"Zhu Wu, disciple of the Shennong Hall of the Farmer, meet Mr. Qin! I've seen the girl in the little clothes! The young man in black, who was extremely domineering just now and regarded human life as a mustard, knelt on one knee on the bloodstained ground respectfully, and said without disobedience.
"Meet Mr. Qin!" After Zhu Wu, those peasant disciples knelt on one knee with their swords in unison, and said in unison.
In an instant, not only those old people and children looked at all this incredibly, but even Meihua Thirteen subconsciously rubbed his eyes to make sure that he was dazzled!
"Haha! Fellow peasant brothers, hurry up, Qin Luo can't afford to give you this gift! As he spoke, he quickly helped the black-clothed young man Zhu Wu up.
Those peasant disciples also knew that it was too much, and stood up with interest.
Although Qin Luo was smiling, the little Lori had a gloomy little face and glared at Zhu Wu viciously; Since this little girl learned martial arts, she has gradually become a little violent, I thought I could have a good fight this time, but I didn't expect to make trouble halfway again.
"Mr. Qin, what should we do with these people?" Zhu Wu pointed to the three masters of Heiyun Village, as well as the ugly three and the convex mouse and asked.
"Spare your life! Spare your life! The convex mouse hurriedly said urgently: "They are bandits, I am not!" I haven't robbed anyone! ”
Qin Luo looked sideways at Plum Blossom Thirteen to see what she meant.
The convex mouse had some ability to observe words and colors, and knew who his life-saving straw was, so he even crawled and fell at the foot of Plum Blossom Thirteen, crying miserably: "Thirteen Niang, I don't dare anymore!" Just spare me this time! Please! ”
Plum Blossom Thirteen's eyes first showed a trace of unbearability, but then closed his eyes coldly.
Seeing her expression, Qin Luo immediately smiled, this girl really didn't disappoint him, if she chose to let go of the convex mouse, Qin Luo would be disappointed instead.
"Zhu Wu, everything is done according to the rules of your farmhouse, no problem!" He said.
"Sir, rest assured!" Zhu Wu waved his hand, and two peasant disciples walked out of the queue, stepped forward to catch the convex mouse, and threw it into the bandits despite his cries.
"According to the law of the peasant family, anyone who oppresses the good, seeks money and kills people!" Zhu Wu glanced at the bandits and said coldly: "There is no forgiveness for killing!" ”
"No ......!"
Burst! Burst! ……
Before the bandits could beg for mercy, their throats were cut off by the sharp sword in the hands of the peasant disciples.
Others, including Plum Blossom Thirteen, couldn't help but close their eyes, although most of them had seen killing, but they would kill like this, and it was the first time they had seen so many kills.
However, Qin Luo watched calmly, unmoved, because he had killed more people with his own hands than this, and the slaughter scene he had seen was far bloodier than this.
"Pull their bodies out and bury them!" Zhu Wu glanced at the corpses all over the courtyard and instructed those peasant disciples.
When those peasant disciples dispersed, and only the four of them were left in the middle of the courtyard, Qin Luo asked, "Your surname is Zhu, a member of the Zhu family of Shennongtang?" ”
"Yes! Mr! Zhu Wu nodded, but didn't say anything else, but glanced at Plum Blossom Thirteen.
She knew it meant to avoid herself, so she turned around and prepared to leave.
"Thirteen girls, don't avoid it!" He looked at Zhu Wudao and said, "Nothing can be said; If you have something to say, just say it, the thirteen girls are not outsiders. ”
"Sir, this is a handwritten letter from the head of the family!" Zhu Wu took out a scroll and handed it to Qin Luo.
"Hmmm! I know! Qin Luo opened the scroll and glanced at it, and said, "Tell the Zhu family master that Qin Luo will definitely go to the appointment at that time!" ”
"Yes!" Zhu Wu arched his hand and said, "Does Mr. need a peasant disciple to guard?" ”
"No!" He shook his head, looked at the noon but still gentle sun and said, "It's the beginning of autumn!" You peasant disciples ensure that the autumn harvest of the people here is the most important thing, and you don't have to waste manpower on me. ”
"Mr. Rende!" Zhu Wu didn't expect him to know so much about the 24 solar terms of the farmer's family, and his admiration for him in his heart was even higher.
After disposing of the corpses, Zhu Wu left with the peasant disciples.
"Blue Dragon Project!" He said to himself: "Hundred schools of thought! What do you want to do? ”
It turned out that the secret letter sent by the head of the Zhu family was an invitation to the Qinglong plan, and this plan to include the magnates of the Seven Kingdoms and the sons of the hundred schools of thought must be not small.