Not much to say, the book continues from the previous article.

The thunder in the sky no longer roared, the electricity no longer flashed, and the raindrops fell from the sky to the mortal world according to fate, just now they were still roaring and roaring like soybeans, but in the blink of an eye, they had involuntarily changed into like cow hair.

At night, everything around me turned pale in the light.

Zhanhong picked up the ghost head big ring knife on the ground, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the sound of "whoosh" penetrated into the ear chakra. He secretly shouted "good knife" in his heart, and walked towards the tower.

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Two flowers bloom, one for each, let's go back to Dong Zhongying's house.

The expression on Cao San's face was very intriguing, he couldn't think of what the old Yang Pavilion in front of him was going to plan with him for a while, and it was not good for the other party to see what he was thinking, so he had to nod his head in a foolish manner, raised his hand and touched the scar on his neck, and then looked straight at Yang Pavilion Elder and waited for him to follow.

"Yang Dingbang will definitely ask about this matter. Old Yang Guan took out a pinch of tobacco soaked in honey wine from the cigarette case he carried, carefully stuffed it into the cigarette pouch pot, lit it with a fire fold, and took a deep breath before continuing: "In Xidu Zhanhong to repay his life with his life, or take him back to the border city to pay for the Dong family, do you prefer the front or the back?"

The rain outside the door almost stopped, and the traces left by the crossbow arrows on the wall were countable, Cao San's eyes swept over all of them, and he said, "This is something you and I can control?"

Elder Yang took another puff of cigarette, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I don't know." After a pause, he said: "It's not impossible, all parties in this happy capital are mixed, and he Yang Gong can't cover the sky with one hand." ”

Cao San pondered for a moment and said, "If that's the case, I'm inclined to the latter. ”

"Let him live. ”

"He may not be able to live when he arrives in the border city. ”

"He may not make it to the border city alive. ”

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In the glazed tower, Bo Wu got up from the ground with a bloody face, raised his left hand and threw the sword from his left shoulder on the ground, gritted his teeth and snorted, spit out the blood in his mouth, looked at Zhan Hong and said, "I'm here to ask for your life!"

Zhanhong put the ghost head big ring knife on his right shoulder, tilted his head to the left and smiled: "I want your life too." ”

Bo Wu Niu gasped, pointed to the ghost head big ring knife in Zhanhong's hand, and shouted in a broken Zhongzhou dialect: "If you are a hero, return to me what doesn't belong to you!"

"Give it back to you?" Zhanhong waved his knife left and right, dancing in front of him: "Do you think I'm a hero?"

"Zhongzhou monkey sun!, the evil wolf that eats carrion!" Bo Wu first scolded in Zhongzhou dialect, and as he became more and more emotional, he began to scold in the Western Regions with something even more difficult to hear. Bo Wu understood what Zhan Hong said, and he didn't get angry when he saw Bo Wu scolding the street, he just smiled and continued to play with the ghost-headed big ring knife in his hand.

In this way, Na Bowu hit the top beam angrily, and after seeing him scold his mother, he rushed to Zhanhong like a bison.

Zhan Hong saw Bo Wu, who was covered in blood and seriously injured, rushed to the front, his body dodged to the side, and he was not in a hurry to use the ghost head big ring knife in his hand, playing like a toss, and taking Bo Wu around the backyard of this martial god face like a pet.

Pity this fierce warrior of the Western Regions, after running a few laps, the wounds on Zhou's body cracked even more, and the blood flowed all over the ground, but he never got close to Zhanhong's body. Seeing him holding his knees with his hands, panting heavily, Zhanhong stood a few feet away from him with a smile.

Zhanhong had a smile on his face, and the ghost-headed big ring knife was reversed between his hands, and suddenly his eyes changed, and the smile turned into a hideous laugh: "Hahaha, come on, I'm waiting for you to kill me!"

Bowu was once again angered by his words, but he had no weapons in his hands, and he was really anxious to die without the flexibility of the other party. At this moment, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and his eyes rolled. Look at him and rush towards Zhanhong, who is still waiting for him to get close before dodging, but this time it is different.

Let's say that this Bowu ran towards Zhanhong, and after four or five steps, he suddenly shortened, picked up two arms with hands from the ground with that lightning speed, and threw them at Zhanhong one left and one right. Besides, this Zhanhong was staring at Bo Wu, and suddenly saw two arms flying towards him, where can he not be surprised? He turned sideways to avoid this Bo Wu Ke and already came to the front of the eye!

That is to say, the instinctive reaction of Zhan Hong's assassin was that Ling Min was in a hurry, and the ghost head and big ring knife in his hand were horizontal, and the blade flew up and down, and the fleshy human leg that could withstand this sharp weapon was cut off when he landed, and the thigh bone was exposed. Bo Wu is the killer move, each hand holding a severed human leg close to Zhanhong, the left hand was cut off by the knife in Zhanhong's hand, and the thigh bone held in his right hand went straight into Jinhong's lower abdomen.

Seeing this, he smiled, and said that how can this thigh bone be inserted into the flesh? That is more or less rare and strange, you must know that the legs can support a body of more than 100 catties, and the person who cultivates physical skills can sweep the bricks and stones with one leg, how hard does that have to be? Moreover, this person's leg was cut off in half by Zhanhong's knife, and the exposed part was just pointed, this time it was serious, and Zhanhong's eyes were black in pain, and he looked down at half of the human leg inserted in his stomach, and the degree of shock can be imagined, it is really extraordinary.

Zhanhong was in pain, his eyes were first blackened, and then an inexplicable excitement rose from his abdomen to the top of his head, although his body was pushed back by this wild yak-like Bowu, but the knife in his hand was not idle, and the knife edge of the backhand was flipped, and Bowu's other arm was also cut off, and at the same time, the clear-eyed person could see at a glance that the tip of the sword flashing with cold light appeared in Bowu's throat, and it was the autumn leaves who rushed to stab out from behind Bowu with a sword, and it was piercing into the neck of this Bowu.

Akiba turned his wrist and pushed to the left, and then he saw that Nabowu was already in a different place.

Zhanhong steadied his footsteps, laughed wildly and threw down the ghost head big ring knife in his hand, held the human leg inserted in his lower abdomen with both hands and pulled it out hard, and blood splashed everywhere. Zhan Hong first looked down at the human leg in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at the autumn leaves with a frightened expression, smiled slightly, raised his hand and threw the human leg to the ground, and said, "It's a small injury, it doesn't matter." ”

Autumn leaves looked at the heartache, how could it be a small injury like this, so he stepped forward to help Zhanhong.

At this time, Zhanhong's soft voice of a woman's voice came to Zhanhong's ears again, and it really penetrated his heart and spleen for a while: "You know that evil is born from your heart, and jealousy is also a kind of evil ......"

"Let's go!" Zhanhong shouted.

Autumn leaves were slightly stunned, I didn't know what Zhanhong wanted, and it wasn't going to go back for a while.

Zhanhong looked at the autumn leaves, crying for a while, and then with affection, and finally he covered his lower abdomen and shouted, "Let's go!" After speaking, he turned around and ran out of the martial temple.

"Where are you going?" Autumn leaves came back to their senses and hurriedly chased after them, but when they got out of the mountain gate, where was there still Zhanhong on the street?

At this moment, there was a noisy sound of footsteps behind her, and when Autumn Leaves turned to look, Ze Luo Zheng led more than a dozen officials from the inner and outer divisions of the school affairs office to rush over.

"Hey, hurry up and hurry up, it's still too late, how can this be good!" Ze Luo's face was full of folds and could not see the expression of speaking, his tone sounded very anxious, he pointed to the corpses on the ground and said: "Gather people to dispose of these! Go and tell Yang Gong again! Hurry up, hurry up!"

Akiba didn't speak, she put her sword into the sheath, and she stared at Zeluo without knowing what she was thinking.

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The wind and rain stopped, and the rain that had been falling for three days finally stopped.

A bright moon on a jade disk sometimes hangs high in the air, and sometimes hides behind the clouds.

An old eagle flew past in front of the bright moon, and under the wingspan, the city of Shangjing Xidu was coming out of the rain.

In a stall selling mutton soup and roasted wheat on the side of Heshun Street in the east of Xidu City, steam is rising, and diners are eating and talking in a simple straw hut set up next to it.

An elderly man among the several diners first took a sip of mutton soup, and then looked at it before he spoke: "After days of rain, the depression of Nancheng has been flooded, and the Hunjiang River is afraid that it will cause disaster again......

The crowd in the simple straw hut all lamented when they heard it, and at this moment, they saw only a man dodging in front of the stall and quickly disappearing into the darkness of the back alley, this person was that Zhanhong.

Zhanhong gasped roughly, his right hand covered his lower abdomen, blood oozed from between his fingers, he staggered to a small door and pushed the door in, and then reflexively covered the door, holding the door panel with his left hand, like a deflated ball, his eyes were dilated and his mouth was muttering, "Zhen'er, let's get home", and then his body collapsed to the ground, his eyes were black, and he was so unconscious.

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