The man was in his thirties, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, narrow and long eyes, and a kind of recklessness and loneliness in his expression. He rode alone and came from the south. It was Wei Huailin.

I didn't even bring an entourage, did I think that no one dared to move?

Su Qiang put the dagger back into her sleeve, pulled out a knife from her side, and walked quietly to the official road.

Next to the wide official road, suddenly there was a woman, and this woman had a knife in her hand. Wei Huailin, who was on the horse, glanced over and met Su Qiang's eyes as cold as iron. He was stunned on his horse, and pulled the reins tighter, causing the horse to march forward slowly.

This woman has outstanding appearance, and judging by her body size, she doesn't seem to be good at kung fu. However, at this time, holding a long knife in his hand, he had an extra sharp style. Seeing that she was holding the knife casually, but there was a faint feeling of sharp flow, and a sense of déjà vu flashed through her mind.

Wei Huailin's heart moved, and evil thoughts gradually appeared.

"What is the girl doing here? Do you need General Ben to give the girl a ride? The horse stopped beside Su Qiang, and Wei Huailin had a gentle and kind smile on his face. Like a general who is in a high position but sympathizes with the people, and like a young man who is attentive by the roadside.

"Is the general Wei Huailin?" I haven't seen it for more than a month, although this face is engraved in Su Qiang's mind, but subconsciously, she still asked.

I heard that the ghost who hooked the soul would ask such a question, so she also wanted to see if he dared to respond.

A trace of surprise flashed in Wei Huailin's eyes, and he was immediately relieved, and said, "Could it be that the girl is from Beijing and knows General Ben?" ”

Su Qiang looked at Wei Huailin and smiled, the long knife in his hand was slowly raised, the tip of the knife was aimed at the face full of smugness on his face, and said coldly: "Since you are General Wei, please dismount and die." ”

The horse, which was already a little restless, suddenly neighed under Wei Huailin and raised its front hooves high. Wei Huailin, who was on the horse, was nervous and pulled out the scimitar on his waist, but before he could make any moves, Su Qiang had already cut off the saddle with a knife, and the tip of the knife slashed through the horse's belly. The injured horse could no longer bear the murderous aura in the air, and shook violently, lifting Wei Huailin off the horse.

Damn, I know that the horses at the post station are unreliable!

Wei Huailin scolded in his heart, adjusted his body, stumbled and turned over from his horse, and was standing a foot in front of Su Qiang.

Su Qiang didn't wait for him to stand firm, the long knife in his hand stabbed out, and then the whole person stepped forward and slashed at Wei Huailin's heart.

People who have been on the battlefield for a long time, even if they are bad in their bones, still have real skills.

Although Wei Huailin had not yet stood firm, the scimitar in his hand had already protected the vital points of his body, and when Su Qiang's knife flew in front of him, there was a sound of "Zheng", and it was hitting his scimitar.

The long knife was undamaged, and the scimitar was only buzzing from the tremors, and it did not break.

"Who are you?" In a hurry, Wei Huailin asked.

"The one who killed you." Su Qiang replied, having already withdrawn the long knife, and ducked to avoid Wei Huailin's fist, and the dagger in his left hand slashed across the back of Wei Huailin's hand.

A wisp of blood splattered out, although it was very little, but it made Wei Huailin's eyes red.

"A dagger in the left hand and a long knife in the right hand, I know one such person!" He suddenly said loudly.

"Really?" Su Qiang asked casually as she approached him.

"Haha," Wei Huailin raised his hand to tear off the cloak on his body, and said sharply: "It's funny that that person has been killed by me." ”

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