A few glasses of strong wine in the stomach, Mo Xiuyan's tense nerves and muscles finally relaxed, this is not like Xiuyue Mountain Villa, he doesn't have to be on guard from time to time, plus Ma Chinese is still alive now, several pleasures, a kind of safety, so he can't help but want to drink this wine. This kind of comfort and peace of mind couldn't help but remind him of Huangsha Town, and he couldn't help but murmur, 'It's really like Huangsha Town!'

"Now that I'm old, I can't help you anymore, Brother Han will send me away tonight, without him, I can't leave this Buyin County.

You look at my body, I can't say that when the time comes, I will be broken up before I can do it, that is also something you feel ashamed of, see you, let Brother Han follow you, these two things, let me wait for so many years!"

The words and the wine went down together at the same time.

"Brother Han is straight-hearted, but a pair of eyes are subtle, although he doesn't like to talk, but he has his own joy in his heart, but there is less life in his heart, this eating has become a problem, live out of a pig Bajie, just let him not be hungry, he will not cause trouble for you. ”

Seven to talk about, a pot of wine to see the bottom, Brother Han picked up the horse Chinese and said goodbye to the demon Xiuyan:

"Master is gone, you are gone, who else can I trust in this world?"

"Believe in your own feelings, an intuition is your years of experience and ability, that moment of awareness, not only your own reaction, that is your own family has been passed on for countless years, but also our distant ancestors in the extremely evil conditions mastered the ability, he has been passed on in our body, but we have never thought about it, and when it comes to application, often we will find that this time, or today this ability has a breakthrough, or surpassed, in fact, where is that kind of thing.

In the face of a crisis, all the efforts of a person to deal with it, in fact, there are a lot of thoughts and actions that are not his own, and this may be the only practice I have practiced in the past 16 years!

A small eagle leaving the nest for the first time, when it slides down the nest, it will automatically stretch out its wings, it thinks this is its own ability and ability, in fact, for it to spread its wings this time, its fathers and mothers, fathers and mothers farther away, I don't know how much effort and change it has done, so that it has today's wings. But when it is on its body, it can only think that the wings were born to coexist with it, and they don't know how to use it every day!

Back to our bodies, our hands and feet, we were born with them, we thought that all this was meant to be like this, in fact, where is that thing, a pair of hands passed by our parents, passed by our grandfather, grandfather's grandfather, they blessed his ability on these hands, just like a face, the face of my Ma family, is the countless generations of my Ma clan, and can be pushed as far as our common ancestors, the knot of continuous blessings,

And your demon family has its own inheritance of your demon family, and you think that the transmission of incense is just one of our physical characteristics. But what really matters is that we can't see but are in our bodies, as the Buddhists say, the gathering of the elements of earth, water, fire, and wind, is a demonic practice.

You think that your father and son have chosen a name for you just to sound good, or to make it convenient for others to shout, but that is just some external factors, but in your father's heart, he must have a deep understanding of the word Xiuyan, and he gave you these two words, and after that, he must have consciously or unconsciously corrected you in which direction he wanted to go.

Only if you can believe in yourself, you are the only person you can rely on, just like this time you came to me, you wanted to get some useful information from me, how to proceed to the next step? But what is the real situation?

You just get some evidence from me that you already have, and these corroborations are like entering the monastery and drawing a lot, which is just a decision to give you the last choice, and the real decision is already in your heart, but you are still hesitating.

But if the two of them draw their swords and face each other, all the electric light, all the decisive reactions, there is no hesitation, only advance and retreat, no waiting or thinking for a while!

I've been waiting for you for sixteen years, and it's time for me to find a place to bury me. ”

Brother Han carried Ma Chinese on his back, like carrying a teenage child on his back, and gently burrowed into the darkness of the night.

Looking at the lone lamp on the table, a small courtyard in the alley next to this Yamen, endless silence finally has a trace of safety, a recall, this small courtyard, or the first room he placed eighteen years ago, at that time Ma Chinese was already very old, but the face is not as oily as it is now, but the hair is much less, he can defeat Luo Mo, can defeat Lan Qinghong, all of them are Ma Chinese's wisdom, and Tianya Gujun, but always does not care about his own wins or losses, and has some resentment of his desire to win.

Even more loudly, Mo Xiuyan changed into a black tight-fitting night suit, and the fierce heart in his heart that had been buried for many years like a sword unsheathed returned. The leather-soled soft shoes under his feet, every step of the way, were silent, and he was discharged from the hospital in a few steps, but as he walked, he found that one of his hands was always not placed, and then he remembered that there was no sword in his hand, and the cold hilt of the sword would remind him from time to time, and it was a habit that the sword envoy of the Sword Pavilion had developed for many years.

Turned back to the small courtyard, felt the darkness and entered the secret room, lit the lamp in the secret room, what surprised Mo Xiuyan was not those extra swordsmen, but a pile of gold placed randomly, he remembered that when he left this secret room for the last time, there was not so much gold in it? What has Ma Chinese done over the years? Will he accumulate this money? The doubts in his heart, little by little, increased so that Mo Xiuyan could no longer sit still, or chose a short sword that was only more than two feet, directly took it in his hand and went out of the courtyard again, and went straight to the county two streets away.

The night was already very deep, but the lights in the county office were still on in many places. For Xiuyue Villa, only here can it be possible to live with matching enemies, and this is also the first step leading to the palace.

The county has changed, and on the Taishi chair in the middle hall, there is a middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed in casual clothes, with a straight nose and a square mouth, and a dignified face. Mo Xiuyan lay on the tile, like a big cat walking in the night. The moon is sinking, separated by a layer of roof tiles, is the gatehouse of the middle hall, sixteen years and do this old thing of night walking, in the past, it was only for killing, but now it is only for the sake of finding secrets, Mo Xiuyan is thinking back and forth, the urgent footsteps under his feet are from far and near, a string of footsteps, can clearly distinguish it is three people. To feel the world with your ears is already a long way off.

"My lord, the prince's secret order is to send 100,000 loads of grain in a month. ”

One of them took a step back after replying, and one stepped forward:

"My lord, everything is normal in Xiuyue Villa, but there is a little girl next to Thirteen Young, about ten, she is called Uncle Thirteen. And the other thing is that the silver hook iron tree visited the mountain village again, what did he do in the village? ”

"Xiuyue Villa has not been in contact with the forty-five families under him over the years, and the prince has invited Luo Fuluo into the palace several times, but Luo Fuluo always thinks that he is old and refuses to enter the palace. What the prince means, this old man has been wandering outside, it's not a matter of all, you have to find a way, after the matter of Xiuyue Villa, the prince's plan can not wait at this time, this house has to be quiet first. ”

The county was expressionless, and his heart was steady. But when Mo Xiuyan heard this, he had infinite doubts about this county, "What kind of county man should have no reaction to these things?" Just thinking about it, a tall and strong blue-faced man, seeing the man with a hole in his ear, Mo Xiuyan was furious in his heart, and he couldn't hold it back anymore, this was the first time in his sixteen years that he met the enemy by the Jinsha River, a green cloth on his face, a slap of the roof tiles, and a loud shout, 'Go die!'

The sound of flying roof tiles and the voice of the demon cultivator sounded in the quiet night in the dark air, and the county hall with several bright lights seemed to be shrouded in this earth-shattering disaster, and the four people in the hall were shocked at the same time. While the four of them were looking in the direction of the sound, a dark shadow had already floated over them.

The four of them retreated at the same time, and all three of them crowded towards the county. Mo Xiuyan is a small short sword, and it is also pointed straight at that county, from high down, shaped like a flying stone, Mo Xiuyan's body is straight and his legs are bent, the wind is blowing in his ears, and the sword edge turns, but it is a blue-faced man with a hole in his ear.

When the sword was about to get three feet closer to the man, Mo Xiuyan suddenly said to himself, 'Hurry!'

Hurry! Mo Xiuyan thought that his behavior was in a hurry, but the four people in the hall didn't think so, they seemed to be waiting for this day, although they were surprised, but they turned into joy at once, and instantly changed from a fleeing formation to a defense, but it became a defense in the hand of Demon Xiuyan.

At the same time as Mo Xiuyan groaned, two people attacked Mo Xiuyan at the same time, one went straight to Mo Xiuyan, while the other person went to hit the wrist of Mo Xiuyan's sword. That kind of instantaneous change surprised Mo Xiuyan, these people are all extraordinary, why did they appear in this county town? But right now, he was just surprised, and there was still room for him to think about it, as soon as the sword was retracted, both feet came out, and one kick went straight to the punch that attacked him. In this instant, the inverted man turned around and stepped on a square brick in front of the case. Just when Mo Xiuyan's feet kicked the punches of the two, a rumbling sound sounded behind him, a sound of moving and bounced of the machined iron parts, and when the two of them turned around in the air, a large net had been erected in front of the door where he flew away first, and there were four strings of hook knives wandering on the net.

The way to come is no longer clear, Mo Xiuyan was shocked, the figure that was still flying upwards just now, his head down, his waist bent, Jian Xin's abdomen was closed, one hand and one pestle, his body was in mid-air, but he turned around, and when he stood up again, he was facing four people. This series of actions startled the four people, and in a breath, they flew out of the roof, missed the blow, turned around and ran, and after they couldn't run, they leaned down, touched the ground and turned around, and faced the four people again. This kind of kung fu is not something that any of the four of them can do, and if it weren't for the threat of the steel net, they might really be a little afraid of this masked man who is alone.