In the dead of night, the moon is in the sky.

Most people in Xi'an have fallen asleep, only the streets in the west of the city with red lanterns hanging high are still singing and dancing, lively and noisy, which more and more sets off the quiet silence of the ancient city at night.

More than a dozen black shadows suddenly appeared on the roof of the Xisheng Inn, they were as light as swallows, covered their faces, and carried crossbow arrows on their backs, and they were quickly scattered all over the small courtyard.

In the cold moonlight, the arrows flashed with snowy light, quietly exuding a chilling killing intent.

An eight-foot-tall high-spirited man walked to the middle of the courtyard: "Zhao Ling, come out and die!" ”

His voice was low, falling in the courtyard like Mount Tai pressing down, with a murderous awe, even Mo Yi who was hiding in the house felt it: "Who is this person?" ”

"Lord Hou's personal guard Lin Chi."

Mo Yi was stunned: "That Lin Chi, who is known as the first in the northwest? ”

Tao Mu nodded.

Mo Yi said, immediately landed on the ground and walked silently to the window, pushed open a thin slit and looked out: "The masters are fighting, it's a pity not to see each other." Before he could speak, he heard a squeak on the door, and Zhao Ling walked out with his sword.

In the moonlight, his face was like a mountain, calm and peaceful.

Lin Chi rose into the air, his majestic body was as light as catkins, and the full moon scimitar swept through the sky with a screaming sound like lightning and landed on top of Zhao Ling's head.

With a "ding dong", Zhao Ling seemed to raise his sword unhurriedly, but he blocked the full moon scimitar that was slashing at him sooner or later, Lin Chi fell as if he had been hit by something, and took several steps back before standing firm.

"Good skills!" Tao Mu was moved and walked to Mo Yi's side.

Mo Yi sneered: "What's the use of being a good skill." As long as he is led to the courtyard, he will not try to escape. ”

While talking, the two of them passed seven or eight moves, and the sound of ding dong ding dong was endless, crisp and crisp in the gold and stone, pleasant and moving, but Mo Yi and Tao Mu, who were standing by the window, felt that there was a gravity like Mount Tai pressing towards the two of them, making their breathing difficult.

"It's really a master's fight." Tao Mu's eyes lit up.

I saw that Lin Chi's blade was as elegant and ethereal as the Nine Heavens Flying Immortal, but Zhao Ling's people stopped like a thousand-year-old ancient temple, no matter how Lin Chi's attack was fluctuating, Zhao Ling swung his sword at will, and Lin Chi suddenly fell to the ground in embarrassment as if he had been knocked to the dust.

It is self-evident which is higher and which is lower.

"It can't go on like this!" Tao Mu said in a low voice, "Don't talk about forcing Zhao Ling into the courtyard, I'm afraid it's unknown how long Lin Chi can support it." He said and asked Mo Yi, "Didn't you say that Zhao Ling suffered internal injuries?" Who put the pulse? ”

"Qu Yunxiang." Mo Yi stared intently out the window.

The top master around the sixteenth master, good at medicine.

Tao Mu no longer doubted, frowned and pondered for a long time, and said, "Zhao Ling's matter, I'm afraid that we will have to discuss it again!" ”

Mo Yi heard what he meant, and couldn't help but look back: "What? His face was full of surprise.

"We misestimated Zhao Ling." Tao Mu's expression was very cold: "Today's plan is either for you and me to come forward to help Zhao Ling deal with Lin Chi together, and make a show for Zhao Ling; Or help Zhao Chi and attack Zhao Ling while he is unprepared, and kill him tonight. ”

Mo Yi hesitated for a moment.

Then Zhao Ling, is it really so difficult to deal with?

Suddenly, there was a sound of "rubbing" arrows like a shower outside.

The faces of the two changed.

No matter what they think, there can only be one result today.

Zhao Ling walked to the middle of the courtyard, and the people from the Shenyu camp made a move.

Mo Yi and Tao Mu's eyes involuntarily looked out.

Under the bright moonlight, the arrow light is like a meteor, and the sword light is like Bai Lian.

The meteor streaked across the night and crashed towards Bai Lian, who was wrapped around Zhao Ling, making a clanging sound and falling in front of Zhao Ling's feet.

Lin Chi stood straight under the eaves, but a pair of life-threatening full moon scimitars fell weakly in his hands.

Mo Yi and Tao Mu changed color together, one turned around and took the nine-ring broadsword, and the other took out a soft whip from his waist and rushed towards the door.

I only heard Zhao Ling let out a phoenix-like roar, and the quiet Renshou Street suddenly let out a sonorous and loud gong and a duck-like hissing voice: "Come on, someone, someone is robbing the Xisheng Inn!" Come on! Someone robbed the Xisheng Inn! ”

The two stopped in unison and looked at each other.

There was a noisy footstep on Renshou Street, and there was an unceremonious and rude reprimand: "Three watches in the middle of the night, who is there to scream?" ”

The duck man's voice was hoarse but extremely clear: "Official, official, there are thieves robbing the Xisheng Inn with knives." ”

If you have a sword, you are not a thief but a thief.

"Where! Where is it! "The streets were full of nervous shouts.

Tao Mu smiled helplessly: "I hope Lin Chi still has the strength to get out from here!" ”

"Help Zhao Ling?" Mo Yi hesitated, still a little unwilling.

Tao Mu glanced at him deeply and opened the door: "Brother Zhao, what's wrong?" ”

Lin Chi immediately understood, and made a gesture towards the hand hiding in the shadows, and the tide receded like a tide.

Zhao Ling put away his sword, and did not chase it, but lightly picked his toes, and with a flash of cold light, a broken arrow screamed and nailed to the door, trembling and making a buzzing sound, like a peerless sword out of the box.

Mo Yi, who was following behind Tao Mu, changed his expression greatly, his heart froze, and he paused before saying, "Brother Zhao, what happened?" ”

Zhao Ling's posture was like a pine, and he slowly turned his head when he heard the words, his face was peaceful, and his dark eyes were as bright as the morning star in the sky.

"Who is this?" He looked at Tao Mu and smiled slightly, his smile was even a little kind and gentle, but under the cover of the broken arrows piled up around him, Tao Mu inexplicably felt a piercing cold, which made his hands and feet a little numb.

He stepped forward with a smile and saluted with his fists: "In Xia Tao Mu, the brother of Mo is in charge······"

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interrogation, drawing, until the sky is bright, Zhao Ling, Mo Yi, and Tao Mu came out of the yamen.

Zhao Ling bowed to Mo Yi and Tao Mu: "The two brothers don't know what to do?" If you don't dislike it, I'll do the east, how about having breakfast together? ”

The two returned the salute and were about to speak, when they were chased by the innkeeper who was released.

"Mo Ye, Mo Ye," he said as if he was mourning, "what the hell is going on?" Who the hell are you messing with? How can it be an arrow used in the military? Saying that, he pulled Mo Yi, "You must testify for me in front of our host, this has nothing to do with me!" I'm just an innkeeper ...... "Don't let Mo Yi go anyway."

The yard was under Mo Yi's bread, so he naturally wanted to find Mo Yi.

Mo Yi had bruised veins on his forehead, and the sound of the dispute had already attracted the attention of the crowd, how could he have a seizure in front of everyone's eyes!

Zhao Ling stepped forward with a smile: "Brother Mo, it seems that I can only invite you another day." It's not early, and I have to rush to the Shaanxi Metropolitan Division to Governor Wu Xin and Lord Wu. As he spoke, he nodded apologetically to Tao Mu and turned to leave.

Tao Mu stroked his forehead.

Mo Yi couldn't help but scold, "Fuck".

The shopkeeper changed color when he heard this: "Master Mo, I respect you as my honored guest, why do you insult me like this......"

Listening to the chaotic noise behind the micro, Zhao Ling only felt as if he had removed the shell that had been carrying heavily on his body, and he had never felt more relaxed than before.

If it weren't for Miss Fu's nonsense and instigating Yucheng and Sanfu to live in the Xisheng Inn, would he have reconsidered this matter?

I'm afraid not!

All along, what he never forgot was to go back to Jiangnan, to the Jiangnan that was always shrouded in hazy smoke and rain and with a damp smell...... Never thought of taking a step back.

Miss Fu Jiajiu inadvertently touched his soft threat.

Jiangnan is important, but it is not as good as these brothers who were born and died with him, and it is not as good as Ah Sen, who was brought up by him.

He had to reconsider the matter.

Defecting to the Sixteenth Master is extremely risky, but it is also a rare opportunity.

Gansu General Army, Shaanxi Metropolitan Commander, Guangdong General Army······ What are the other cards in the sixteenth master's hand?

The relationship is so complicated, but it may not be his chance.

If it succeeds, it doesn't matter if you go back to Jiangnan or not.

Zhao Ling stopped and stood in the crowd and smiled slightly. The smile carried a hint of doting that he didn't know.

If he didn't agree, he let Yucheng pestered him with a dead face, so he tried to steal a name sticker and forced him to see Wu Xin······ Thinking about things so simply like a child's play, such an idea, such an idea, I'm afraid that only a newborn calf like Miss Fu Jiajiu who is not afraid of tigers dares to think of it!

Fu Tingyun's flower-like face suddenly appeared in his mind.

She should have gotten the news at this point!

I don't know how to be happy?

Suddenly, he wanted to see her, to see her smile.

I wonder if she will show her smugness after succeeding? Or will you pretend not to know a cunning flashing in your eyes?

Zhao Ling's heart bulged like the wind blowing.

Someone next to him shouted at him: "This son, do you buy it or not?" ”

Zhao Ling followed the prestige.

The strong man carrying the burden of fruit glared at him dissatisfiedly: "Do you buy it or not, and say a word, standing in front of me like a door panel like this, blocking my business!" ”

The pears are yellow, the apples are red, and the watermelons are green and lovely.

There are two days left before the Mid-Autumn Festival, this is the first time she has left home, and she has not spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with her family!

Thinking of this, he pointed to the watermelon in the basket in a ghostly manner: "How many copper plates?" ”

The strong man selling fruit rolled his eyes: "How many copper plates?" You think it's a good year. It was a famine year. Three taels of silver a piece! ”

Zhao Ling knocked on the door of the house in Yangliu Lane with a watermelon, and Master Lu, Mrs. Lu, Yang Yucheng, A Sen, and Zheng San all surrounded excitedly.

"Ninth Master, are you alright?"

"Amitabha, you have finally come back safely!"

"Ninth Master, you didn't see it, that Mo Yi's face is green!"

Talking nonsense.

His gaze fell on Fu Tingyun, who was standing far away under the eaves of the main house.

She was wearing a moon-white Songjiang cloth right shirt and a beautiful blue coarse cloth skirt, her jet-black hair was curled casually, and she had two small jasmine flowers, no different from the girls walking by on the street, but they were like pearls, so he couldn't take his eyes off.

Fu Tingyun looked at him with wide eyes: "Ninth Master, why did you come back so early?" Yang Gongzi said, you will go to the Dusi Yamen to see Lord Wu in the morning, didn't you see anyone when you went? ”

The bright gaze made Zhao Ling uncomfortable, and he lifted the watermelon in his hand: "Oh, it's very rare to buy watermelons, so I bought a few and came back for the Mid-Autumn Festival." I'm going to the Yamen of the Dusi ......."

I'm not good at writing fight scenes... … ~~~~~~~ to be continued.