The grass is green, the dead branches are separated, the rain is heavy, it is really a good show in front of us, let's not talk much, it seems that the book is connected to the above!

Saying that, Cao San changed into clean clothes, and walked slowly to the front hall while arranging the sleeves of his robe.

At this time, the canopy of the sky was already dark, and around the white lantern, you could clearly see the rain lines coming from the sky, but it only flashed for a moment and then went beyond the halo, and it was as unrealistic as a dream under the hazy confusion.

The old man of Yang Pavilion stood at the door of the front hall with his back hand and looked at the rain, only to hear the sound of footsteps behind him, turned around to look, Cao San in front of him was expressionless, his eyes seemed to be erratic and uncertain, and his face was really haggard.

said that this Cao San, he saw that Yang Guan Lao barely squeezed out a smile and said, "You have been waiting for a long time." ”

Yang Guan smiled and returned the salute: "I just arrived." Cao San nodded after hearing this, put a word in his hand to ask, and the two sat down in the hall, relatively speechless for a while.

Cao San knew in his heart that this half-grown old man would definitely go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, but now his head was scorched, and he had to stabilize his mind to wait for him to move.

On the other hand, the old Yang Guan, he held the cigarette bag and pot in his right hand, but he didn't smoke it, he knocked on the palm of his left hand again and again, and he was also fiddling with the abacus in his heart.

The two of them were silent, and the sky was lit up by a strong light, as if to tear the inky canopy from it, and soon the thunder rumbled, which made people tremble, as if even the tiles on the room were shaken and trembled. Then the raindrops as big as beans poured down, and they gathered into a sea of rain in the courtyard.

In just one day, in the courtyard of Dong Zhongying's Xidu City, sixty-eight people died, and those who were sensitive could still smell the bloody smell when they raised their noses. Cao San couldn't help but think of Dong Zhongying, who had just sewn his neck in the side room in the backyard, and couldn't help but shudder. The yin wind poured in from outside the door, the coolness went straight up from his heels to the top of his head, and the steel knife roamed around his body as if he had entered the flesh, as if he had imprisoned Cao San in the 10,000-year-old ice and snow, and his brain seemed to be frozen and unable to think.

At this moment, when hundreds of people were running for their lives in the city of Shangjingxidu, the bell of the Martial God Temple rang in a deep and dark tone. The bell is long and solemn, as if it has passed through the sky for thousands of years from ancient times, and it seems to have crossed the ocean from the realm of the gods.

The bells naturally broke into the front hall, and Cao San and the old Yang Pavilion were full of the bells of the Martial God Temple. When, when, when...... The bells are all over the sky, near and far, it is really a wave of unevenness, and the afterglow is accompanied by the thunderstorm.

The sound of the bell dispelled the chill on Cao San's body, as if pulling his soul back to his body, he coughed lightly, raised his hand and rubbed the Yintang acupoint.

Elder Yang also seemed to be awakened by this bell, and the action of slapping the cigarette bag and pot in his hand stopped, raised his eyes to look at Cao San and said, "He died here, have you ever thought about how to return to the master's family?"

Cao San opened his mouth and closed his lips, and took a deep breath through his nose before he spoke: "Report it truthfully, if you want to punish me, accept it." Elder Yang nodded after hearing this, thoughtfully, and asked again after a while, "What now?"

There was another thunderclap in the air, and the bell came to an abrupt halt.

"Wait for his school office to give an explanation, and then escort the young master back to the border city for burial. After Cao San finished speaking, he coughed lightly again, looked at the old man Yang Guan, and thought to himself why this half-old man asked this?

Yang Guan Lao obviously saw through the question in Cao San's heart: "I have something to discuss with you here, and now in this Xidu City, you and I are left ......" Yang Guan Lao stopped his words, turned his head to look outside the door, turned his head to look at both sides, and confirmed that there were no two before he continued in a low voice: "You and I are left to plan for the long term of the Dong family." ”

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The words are divided into two ends, let's talk about Bo Wu in the Martial God Temple.

Seeing Bo Wu being forced out of the tower by six people and six swords, his beard was drenched in the rain, and blood flowed out of his left hand, but his face changed his expression.

He was still cautious in the tower, and when he returned to the courtyard, the momentum of the whole person changed, and the ghost head big ring knife in his hand dissolved the attacking sword momentum, his feet took root and stood firmly, and laughed loudly: "Come on, you wild monkeys in Zhongzhou!" After saying that, the ghost head big ring knife in his hand waved above his head, and rushed straight towards the six people in front of him.

Bowu roared, and it was the same deadly style of play, and he swung his knife at the two on the left, not caring about the other four at all. It is said that when these two people saw Bo Wu rushing towards him, they hurriedly blocked with their swords, and the swords collided and there was a buzzing sound, and the sparks flew in all directions, and the long swords of these two people were actually knocked out by the big ring of ghosts! The two men bared their teeth and the shock jumped on their faces.

At this time, the gray-robed man's long sword on the side had reached Bowu's eyes, Bowu snorted coldly and closed the knife to block, and said: "Kill one is kill!" After speaking, the ghost-headed big ring knife has touched the gray-robed man's long sword blade, this Bowu's wrist shook, and the big ring on the back of the knife "whoops" sounded, Jin Ming's gray-robed man's long sword broke with the sound, and the edge of the ghost-headed big ring knife turned, and the tower-like bearded Bowu turned with the knife. Bowood's blade swept towards the two men who had been shattered. In an instant, the two people were divided into two pieces with their arms and bodies connected from their big arms, and the four hands with their small arms fell into the rain, and the fingers moved on the ground, and then looked at the bodies of these two, the upper small half of the body fell backwards, and the lower half of the body fell forward, and blood splattered for a while.

This Bo Wu relied on his strength as much as an ox, and the ghost head and big ring knife in his hand were sharp weapons, and these people in front of him could stop him from playing with his life? He had already made up his mind in his heart, and today he and that Zhanhong must die!

In the rainstorm, Bo Wu didn't even look at the two people who fell to the ground, and shouted: "Kill two and bury them!" Before the words fell, he felt a chill behind him, and another sword-wielder had made a big cut in his back. This Bo also ignored the sword-bearer behind him, only to see Bo Wu holding the knife in both hands, the tip of the knife pointing diagonally to the left, the edge of the knife forward, and his body rushed towards the gray-clothed man. The man in gray didn't have time to retreat, and the Bowu in front of him pressed towards him like a wall. The sound of rain in the ear chakra was mixed with the sound of the big ring hitting the back of the knife, and then I went there to see that the man in gray had been slashed by Bo Wu on the spot.

"Don't lose by killing three!" Bo Wu swept behind him with the ghost-headed big ring knife in the words of the Western Regions Border City this time, and his body turned around with the sword, and the sword-wielder who rushed up behind him was impartially facing the edge of the knife.

"Kill four cool hands, kill five heroic, kill six happy! kill seven ......" Before the end of the seven characters fell, Yu Yang kicked out, kicking the body of the sword-wielder and flying towards Bowu, the sword in his hand flickered left and right like a silver snake, and the silver sword shrouded his body like a net.

At the same time, the door of the house on the side of the backyard of the Valkyrie Face quietly opened a crack, and then slowly closed after a moment.

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"Where are you going?" Akiba stopped at the top of the stairs, and although Zhanhong in front of him was smiling, he looked like another person.

"If he doesn't see me, he won't give up. Zhanhong said that the smile became larger: "Hahaha, since he wants to die, I will give him a ride!"

Autumn leaves raised their eyebrows: "It's not your turn to make a move!"

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Bo Wu was trapped by the sword-like and whip-like weapon in Yu Yang's hand, he obviously blocked it with a knife, but the blade of the sword would still bypass the knife edge and cut his flesh and skin, and after a few rounds, his whole body was cut countless times, his clothes were tattered, and his flesh and blood were blurred. The more he fought, the more anxious he became, and he didn't care about the pain in his body, but he was surrounded by someone who was neither male nor female in front of him, and he was really annoyed.

To explain that people who know how to do it on the spot, this Yu Yang's kung fu is indeed good, the sword in his hand is extraordinary, when it is weak, it can be won with a quick attack, and when it is strong, it will turn into long-lasting consumption, and this is the case at the moment. Although he couldn't directly put Bowu for a while, he had the upper hand.

The rain slowed down in the sky, the wind rolled up, and the lanterns around were swaying and swaying by the wind, and the light and shadow were like the dancing girls in the Western Regions.

"Monkey cub!" Bo Wu suddenly shouted, and threw the ghost head big ring knife in his hand towards Yu Yang, the sword in Yu Yang's hand wrapped the ghost head big ring knife like a veil, and he shook his wrist to dissolve the force, and then threw the ghost head big ring knife aside with a backhand. Yu Yang was happy in his heart, the reckless man in front of him was just like this, and he couldn't bear it after all.

Yu Yang wanted to stop the sword in his hand and was about to make a killing move, only to feel the stone slab on the ground vibrate, and a gust of wind came to his face, and he saw that the yak-like Bowu had rushed to the front, and hurriedly shook the sword in his hand to meet it. Saying this, Bo Wu slightly turned to one side, and the sword in Yu Yang's hand went straight into his right shoulder, just avoiding the heart. Yu Yangfang wanted to draw his sword and kill again, but Bo Wu had already stopped his waist and hugged himself, it was really like being hit by a bull, Yu Yang felt that his chest was stuffy, his throat and eyes were sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The huge inertia threw the two of them onto the map inside the tower.

Bo Wu didn't want to stop at all, he hugged Yu Yang with both arms, and didn't care about the sword wound on his shoulder, gritted his back molars and scolded in Biancheng dialect: "Monkey cub, get back to your mother's womb for me!" After speaking, he slammed his forehead into Yu Yang's front door, and the scene in front of him was like a reproduction of the scene in the Wenxiang Building, once, twice, three times...... I don't know how many times I hit the total, let's go up and take a look, I saw that Na Bowu's forehead was bleeding and fleshy, and there was a small piece of broken bone inserted in his right eyelid, and he turned his eyes to look at Yu Yang, the still handsome face had long since lost its face, and he couldn't see his nose or eyes clearly, the flesh was connected to the flesh, and the bone stubble was mixed with blood.

If the timid man really sees it, I'm afraid he will be frightened away.

At this moment, there was a sound of "whoosh" outside the tower.

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"You can't stop me. Zhanhong restrained his smile and whispered to Autumn Leaves, turning his body, taking three steps and making two steps, and in the blink of an eye, he had already turned out of the window.

As soon as Zhanhong's feet stepped on the glazed tiles, he slipped under the influence of the rain, and he kicked off several pieces of the glazed tiles. His own body shook and sat on the glazed tiles, without the sassiness of the window just now. The delicate tiles under the ass could withstand the weight and shattered.

The rain gradually decreased, and this Zhanhong's figure couldn't stop it, and went straight down. In the blink of an eye, the two legs of the exhibition were already suspended in the air, and when they reached the edge, he turned over with skillful strength on his waist, reached out and grabbed the corner of the eaves, and his eyes found a good foothold and let him go.

Zhan Hong took a long breath and looked at his feet, and the ghost-headed big ring knife was in the broken glass tiles in that place.