I don't know when the three men standing in the corridor are very strange, but the one at the head I know is Zong Bai, who came yesterday and left in a hurry.

What is he doing here? I also brought two men I didn't know.

"Yellow-haired boy, speak wildly." The one who spoke was a young man standing behind Zong Bai, thirty years old, thick eyebrows and big eyes, slightly dark skin, dressed in black, his hair was braided to the back of his head, and then hung down behind his back with a strap, he looked very particular about dressing, the whole person looked capable and sharp, heroic and cool, at this time he was staring at Yan Cuo with his arms crossed, thick eyebrows flying, and a look of anger.

I don't think I've heard this sound anywhere.

The man standing next to him was also an unfamiliar face, in his forties, with his hair in a bun, looking very simple, very silent, his hand sleeves were tucked up to his elbows in the cold, he just looked at the ground with his eyes down, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yan staggered his arms folded, like a spiked hedgehog, glaring coldly at the three men, with a look of disdain and defensiveness: "I thought you had some ability to teach me a lesson today, it turned out that you invited foreign aid to strengthen your courage, why, do you want to deal with me together?" ”

I was in a hurry to explain: "I didn't-"

"Big brother, let me teach this stinky boy a lesson!" The young man in black spoke again, looking impulsive and reckless.

The two people on the side didn't speak, the man in black seemed to have permission, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, the evil smile on his face did not look disgusting, but there was an indescribable good-looking - what kind of person is this? How come I've never seen one?

As I was thinking so, the man turned his head and smiled at me, very bright and gentle, and said, "Miss, please stand on the side, the sword has no eyes, it's not good to hurt you." ”

I was stunned: "What kind of sword has no eyes, you have to do it-"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Cuo pushed me away and walked towards the yard: "Come on, I'm afraid you won't make it!" ”

The man in black smiled deeply, as if he had finally waited for the moment he was waiting for.

He leaped into the courtyard, and now I could see clearly, he had a long sword behind him, and the rain was still falling, drenching his black brocade clothes, and he was like a sword about to be unsheathed, heroic.

He reached out and drew his sword, and there was a buzz that pierced my eardrums. I don't know martial arts, but I know that this sword must be sharp.

Yan Cuo stared at him coldly.

I was a little panicked, I wanted to call someone to help, I looked around, and saw Hai Piao leaning at the end of the corridor, his green eyes shining slightly - Hai Piao is still there, then Song Lingjian should also be there, are they just sitting and watching the excitement? He shook his head at me gently, did he tell people not to interfere?

I turned my head to look at the situation in the courtyard, the man in black was more slender, but Yan Cuo was much stronger, and the cold rain hit them, not dampening their momentum at all.

The man in black raised his arrogant chin and said defiantly: "Show your weapon, I, Zhu Jing, am not a bare-handed person." ”

Zhu Jing? This name is familiar to me.

Yan Cuo clenched his fists and said, "Look at how many taels you have, so that I can show off my weapon." ”

Zhu Jing frowned and said with a smile: "What a big breath, then let you see how many catties and taels I have!" With that, he jumped up and stabbed at Yan Cuo!

Is this a real thing?!

I looked at Yan Cuo nervously, he was very calm, seeing that Zhu Jing was about to stab the sword, he also tapped his feet and moved backwards - I didn't expect him to look strong, but his movements were very flexible, at this time he was like a swallow flying on a rainy day!

Zhu Jing made a spin and jumped behind Yan Cuo, Yan Cuo reacted extremely quickly, stretched his leg backwards, and kicked Zhu Jing's stabbing sword away from him.

Zhu Jing raised his eyebrows, and suddenly reached out and threw the long sword into the sky, Yan Cuo didn't expect him to have such a move, staring at the long sword leaving his hand, Zhu Jing took advantage of his unpreparedness, and quickly reached out to grab him!

"Yan Wrong!"

Yan Cuo couldn't hear my voice at all, but he was very keenly aware of the wind brought by Zhu Jing's movement, and quickly fell backwards, although he escaped Zhu Jing's grasp, but he was still very embarrassed, just when he fell down and wanted to stand up, the long sword that pierced into the air had already fallen, and he was about to stab his eyebrows!

"Yan Wrong!" I ran out and screamed in despair.

Yan Cuo's eyes widened, it was too late to make any moves, he quickly waved his arm to block his face-

At this time, Zhu Jing jumped forward, his expression was a little flustered, as if he was going to grab the sword, that action, as if he was afraid of hurting Yan Cuo-

The sword was long and sharp, and it would surely pierce Yan Cuo's arm and then his face...... I didn't dare to look at it anymore and closed my eyes suddenly!

Yan is wrong, you don't have to do anything! Who can save him?

However, I heard a "ding" sound, it was very crisp, I opened my eyes, Yan Cuo's arm was not bleeding, and Zhu Jing was flying in the long sword that was about to fall to the ground-

Why is Yan's wrong hand okay? Is he copper-skinned and iron-clad?

Zhu Jing said with a smile: "It turns out that you still have one trick - I didn't lose you, but the competition is over, and I don't want to hurt people's lives indiscriminately." ”

Yan Cuo looked down at the small hole in his arm that was pierced by the long sword, gritted his teeth, reached out and pulled it into his arm sleeve, a black wooden stick with a small arm length was already in his hand, he didn't know what to do with this wooden stick tied to his arm like this, but it was indeed this stick that blocked a disaster for him just now.

Zhu Jing put away his long sword suddenly, glared at the stick in Yan Cuo's hand, and then turned his head to look at the two men in the corridor, as if he was looking for something. But the two of them stared at Yan Cuo directly, and didn't give Zhu Jing any hints in their eyes.

Zhu Jing gritted her teeth, raised her eyebrows and said, "Is this the weapon you hide and dare not show to others?" - Well, since you have flashed your weapon, then we will be fair, lest we say that I am invincible—but how can you catch my sword with such a short stick? ”

Yan Cuo was also a temper tantrum, and he couldn't stand the excitement of others, so he immediately said aggressively: "Look, where is my stick shorter than your sword!" Speaking of this, he held the stick in both hands, and turned it hard, and I heard Kara's voice, and he threw the stick into the air hard, and the stick with his forearm was about half a foot long, and he spun the long stick, and the nail sounded beside him, and the whole person seemed to have an unknown force.

"Darkiron Rod!" Zhu Jing lost his voice, and at this time, the rain was heavy again, shattering his panicked emotions in the raindrops.

Yan looked at the stick and stared at him strangely: "What? Still fighting? ”

Zhu Jing gritted his teeth, neatly inserted the long sword back into the scabbard, and said, "Don't fight." ”

I shook my hand desperately and said, "Don't fight, it's all soaked, it's going to freeze on such a cold day." ”

Both of them ignored me, as if there were only two of them left in the world.

Yan Cuo sneered: "To fear the enemy is to be defeated without a fight." ”

Zhu Jing raised her eyebrows: "If you don't fight, you don't admit defeat, I'm not afraid of you, even if you lose, you will lose on the weapon." The dark iron rod in your hand can destroy the weapon of ten thousand blades, and I am reluctant to let my long sword become the soul of the weapon under the stick. ”

Yan Cuo rolled his eyes, Kara snorted, the long stick was half an arm long, put it back into the arm sleeve, and said disdainfully: "Afraid of losing is afraid of losing, what do you do with so many gorgeous words - if you are afraid that the stick in my hand will entangle your precious long sword, then I will fight you with my bare hands." ”

Zhu Jing saw that Yan put away the stick, rolled her eyes, and said, "It's okay." Just now, I saw that you are not bad at light work, how are we compared to light work? ”

Yan looked at the narrow backyard and said, "How can you compare?" ”

Zhu Jing thought for a while and said, "There is a binding force in this courtyard, and the internal force will be damaged. We went out of this courtyard, went to the entrance of the village to pick a fire tree that had not fallen, and then turned back here to shake the golden bell at the door, and whoever arrived first would win. ”

Yan Cuo sneered: "Compare to whom, who is afraid of whom." ”

I hurriedly said, "It's raining so hard, it's better to pick a sunny day......

No one paid attention to me, they all walked out, Zong Bai, as an elder, didn't stop him, but looked like he was going out to the courtyard to watch a play.

I had to run out, and as soon as I arrived at the front yard, Song Lingjian and Han Sanxiao were still sitting there chewing and eating slowly, while Xia Xia leaned on the edge of the walkway, thinking that she had been watching quietly on the side just now, and Hai Piao was on the side, showing a reassuring smile at me.

Look, don't I have to worry about it?

Zhu Jing pointed at Xia Xia and said, "Little girl, it's up to you to give orders." ”

Xia Xia pointed to herself, looked at us, and nodded.

Zhu Jing and Yan Cuo were both ready at the door, and the two of them were ready to go, like two arrows waiting to leave the string.

"Let's go!" Xia Xia's shrill voice pierced the dull sound of rain.

Zhu Jingyan made a mistake between the two of them, and in the blink of an eye, there was no figure, and the golden bell was raised and sounded crisply.

Han San smiled and drank the broth, and said in a slurred voice: "You said the two of them, who can come back first." I bet that the deaf will come back first, and the loser will lose a piece of silver. ”

The rest of the strange man glared at Han San and smiled, as if he was blaming him for not holding his mouth shut.

Han San smiled and said, "What are you staring at me for?" If you are not convinced, I bet on your brother to lose, you bet on him to win. This win or loss is the only way to become a gamble? ”

The man raised his eyebrows to speak, and Zong Bai said in a low voice: "Xiang Zhou, don't say much." ”

Xiang Zhou--Zhu Jing's name just now-

After such a succession, I remembered that Chen Binggang had just told me in the morning that they were the other two followers who followed Shangguan Yan.

But looking at their arrogance, where do they look like an entourage? It's no wonder that Chen Bing, who was born in the market, is incompatible with them.

Thinking about it further, when Qin Zheng was captured in the courtyard that time, it seemed that these entourages were also there, and one of them even picked me up from Qin Zheng's hands, and that person seemed to be Zhu Jing...... I didn't expect such a handsome and arrogant young man.

I shook my head, why was I thinking about this at this time, the rain was still falling, and I asked worriedly, "Are they...... It's not going to be another fight, is it? ”

Zong Bai stared at me, with the kind of eyes that made my heart beat yesterday, but Xiang Zhou, who was very polite to me, bowed his head and said, "Zhu Jing is measured, don't worry." ”