The phoenix's eyes were slightly open, and he didn't dodge, the bridge of his nose was angry and faint, his waist shook, the strong wind suddenly rose, and his left hand swept out with a fist, about to smash the black shadow away.

As soon as Bu touched, he felt cold and soft, lifeless, Tie Lingshuang's fist turned into a palm, holding the black shadow and loosening it, unloading its strength, and putting it down against the door.

With a slight touch of the tail of the iron spear in his right hand, half of the carved wooden door shattered, scattering wood chips. The moonlight shone through, and the room suddenly lit up.

There was a man lying on the floor in the main hall, slender and thin, with a messy hairpin, dressed in a light gauze shirt, and there was no movement.

In the middle stood a figure, his eyes glowing with bloodthirsty red, staring at Tie Lingshuang tightly, his arms wrapped around a boy about four feet tall, his chin resting in the boy's hair, his throat gurgling, and he was swallowing heavily.

By the light of the moon, I could only see the boy with his back facing the sky, his face purple and black, his eyes white, staring at the roof, already dead. With the sound of swallowing, the boy's face faded, his cheeks tightened, and his teeth were exposed.

Tie Lingshuang peeked at the black shadow by the door with his side eyes, knowing that he had been dead for a long time, he swept around, saw the pot of peony flowers placed on the wall, and knew it in his heart, retracted his mind, and looked at the black shadow that was still swallowing, only to see that his forehead and face were a little fluorescent, and the arm that was tightly wrapped around the boy, wrapped in a white cloth, was dry and thin and hard, and it was also fluorescent.

Staring at him coldly, the corners of his mouth pulled down, and the iron gun in Tie Lingshuang's hand slammed, tiptoeing, and swept over. The tip of the spear pointed straight at the figure's forehead.

After drinking enough blood, the black shadow's hands and feet relaxed, and the boy, who had turned into a dry corpse, fell straight to the ground, and fell at the feet of the man lying on the ground, and the bones hit the ground and clicked.

The black shadow withdrew its bloodshot, slender tongue like an earthworm, his face was hideous like a ghost, his eyes and nose were squeezed together, his lips were red, his pale beard was also bloodstained, he was thin and short, and his body was blue and black, and it seemed that it was the old Li Tou.

I saw that Lao Li Tou's eyes were full of blood, he opened his mouth and smiled, and he rattled like a crow, which made people feel sour and cold when he heard it, and slapped it at the tip of the gun that flashed in front of him.

With a sneer in his heart, his qi and blood surged, and a little cold light flashed at the tip of the spear, colliding with the palm of his hand.

"Bang. ”

The body of the gun shook, swept back, Tie Lingshuang's palm trembled, his eyebrows raised, he put the gun back, and looked at the crazy old Li Tou in a little surprise.

I saw him holding his right hand, bowing his body and roaring wildly, a deep wound on the palm of his right hand that could be seen to the bone, black blood surging wildly, Tie Lingshuang was about to step forward, and saw that the white light spots on the side of the wound gradually increased, and in the blink of an eye, the blood had stopped.

Lao Li's head roared lower, turned his head, and stared at Tie Lingshuang with blood-red eyes, baring his teeth and whining threateningly.

"Hmph"

The favorite is the threat, the corners of Tie Lingshuang's mouth raised, and he bullied forward, and the iron spear slashed down from top to bottom. Lao Li roared, swept his arms above his head, and collided with the iron spear.

The phoenix's eyes flashed with disdain, Tie Lingshuang's hand let go, only to hear the click, Lao Li's two forearms were bent and twisted into twists, the speed of the iron spear did not decrease, and it smashed on Lao Li's shoulder, only to see him being slapped to the ground heavily, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

Twitching all over, whining and screaming for a long time, his legs struggled to crawl out of the door, Tie Lingshuang no longer made a move, carrying an iron gun, step by step followed and rolled on the ground, and the old Li Tou, who was covered in black blood, came to the courtyard.

His eyes flickered, he rubbed the iron gun in his hand, pondered for a while, raised his hand and shot it, and stabbed it into Lao Li's thigh, the tip of the gun came out through his leg, and he was nailed to the bluestone floor in the courtyard, let go of his hand, and got up to stand aside.

The old Li head trembled, swaying from side to side on the ground, helpless with his hands shattered, he could only be like a puppy tied to a wooden peg, his head raised, his mouth opened and he whimpered and roared, and the black blood on the side of his mouth was low, which was very miserable.

Looking leisurely at the old Li Tou who was nailed to the ground, Tie Lingshuang heard the sound of breaking wind, looked sideways, and saw a black shadow flashing on the east wall and swept down.

In mid-air, Qi Chen's tiger eyes glowed with golden light, and when he saw Lao Li's head nailed to the stone slab, his face was still bloodstained, and he couldn't help but get angry and pull his face down.

The ground sank like water, and when he walked to Lao Li's side, Qi Chen stretched out his hand and pulled out the iron gun, his wrist sank, his eyebrows were slightly raised, as if he was slightly surprised, and raised his hand to put the iron gun towards Tie Lingshuang.

Reaching out to take it, sensing the strength of the fire, Tie Lingshuang raised his eyes to look at Qi Chen, who was glaring at him angrily, and raised his chin sideways towards the main hall.

Looking through the broken main hall gate, two figures were lying on the ground, Qi Chen's face darkened, and he looked at the old Li Tou who was lying on the ground and struggling on one leg, his heart was desolate, but his anger did not decrease,

"Murder pays for life, just a knife, and there is no such thing as this that you cruelly abuse. ”

Ignoring the anger in Qi Chen's eyes, Tie Lingshuang shook his head and said,

"He can't die, there are some things that haven't been investigated. ”

Taking a deep breath, Qi Chen squatted down, looked at Lao Li's head, stretched out his hand and turned him over, seeing that his face was covered with black blood, baring his teeth and screaming in pain, his two arms were shattered, a big hole in his thigh was bleeding unexpectedly, and he looked up and glared at Tie Lingshuang angrily,

"That's it, can't you die yet? Such an injury, you don't live until dawn, you Jinyiwei seem to be handling cases like this, no wonder it's notorious. ”

Pouting, Tie Lingshuang was about to speak, her brows froze, she suddenly flashed forward, swept to the opposite side of Qi Chen, and grabbed Qi Chen's cheek with her palm, Qi Chen was stunned, thinking that she was annoyed and angry and wanted to make a move, squatting was not flexible, so she could only pull out the short sword at her waist with her right hand and slash it at her arm.

"Snort"

With a soft sound, the jet-black short sword swept by, and a wisp of blood lay down on the blade, Qi Chen was stunned for a moment, looked sideways at Tie Lingshuang's palm that stopped in his ear, and sat on the ground.

"What's, what is this?"

The clothes on his arm were torn, and a blood stain dripped along his wrist onto the placket of Lao Li's shirt, Tie Lingshuang's eyebrows did not tremble, and he glanced at Qi Chen, who was sitting on the ground with a frightened face, and turned his head to look at the slender tongue in his hand, which was as thin as chopsticks, bright red and purple, the tip of the tongue was like a needle, round and tough, and it was tightened by himself, and he kept shaking.

raised his arm, pulled the old Li head throat uh uh screamed, sneered,

"Tongue. ”

Panting heavily, he watched Tie Lingshuang pull the lizard-like tongue into a butterfly-like flower and hang it on Lao Li's mouth. Gradually coming back to his senses, Qi Chen pulled out a golden cow tendon leather rope from behind his waist and threw it to Tie Lingshuang.

Reaching out to take the piso, Tie Lingshuang skillfully tied Lao Li's head like a flower chicken, raised his leg and kicked it to the side, only to look at the wound on his arm, and glanced coldly at Lao Li's side, but he didn't dare to get too close, so he looked at Qi Chen with his tongue in the moonlight, took out a hand towel from his waist, and bandaged it himself.

Teeth bit the corner of the handkerchief, and tied the wound with his left hand, looked up and saw Qi Chen looking at him, his mouth opened with a look of shame, and he lowered his head and said,

"I owe you my life. ”

"Oh, I want your life now, will you give it?"

Seeing Qi Chen raise his head, staring at himself a little bewildered, Tie Lingshuang sneered, ignored him, looked at the main hall, turned around and walked over.

Qi Chen's face is red, he has been in Hangzhou for many years, and he has a chivalrous reputation, but he didn't expect to be saved by this unaccustomed woman today, he is really ashamed.

finally withdrew his hypocrisy, thanked Tie Lingshuang, but he didn't expect that his life was sent out, it was really not his own, he was really reluctant, and he had to lick his face and take it back.

After struggling for a long time, I remembered the footsteps, and when I saw Tie Lingshuang walking towards the main hall, I breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed in my heart, alas, I couldn't raise my head in front of him in the future.

didn't keep up, Qi Chen stood three steps away, looking at the monster-like old Li Tou, his brows gradually twisted.

Tie Lingshuang, who was about to lift his foot and step into the door, heard two tinkling rings in his ears, suddenly paused, turned around and swept towards Qi Chen, and shouted,

"Be careful, there's still someone. ”

A black shadow flashed out of the wall quickly, and a long sword was like frost, piercing Qi Chen's eyes.

Hearing Tie Lingshuang's warning, Qi Chen instantly unsheathed his swords, protecting Lao Li's head behind him, a little light flashed in his eyes, and he saw a sword tip flying a foot in front of him.

There was no time to take care of it, the black sword in his left hand was raised, like a tail like a fan, sweeping the tip of the sword, and the long sword in his right hand pecked down, and a little cold star shrouded the black shadow half of the body, as if bowing down the neck. Gongsun sword dance, starting hand, suddenly open the screen.

Squinted, I saw that the person opposite was dressed in a black robe, and his face was also covered with a square black cloth, only two eyes were leaking outside, fanning the cold light, the corners of Qi Chen's mouth were pulled up, see what tricks you can play.

I didn't want that person to move unusually fast, the long sword just intersected with Qi Chen's black short sword, and then abandoned the sword, leaned over and lay on the ground, swayed past Qi Chen's feet, reached out and grabbed the old Li head on the ground and threw it on his back, about to slip away.

The black short sword knocked the long sword, Qi Chen just pulled the corners of his mouth, and he didn't want the figure in front of him to be like a wisp of smoke, so he suddenly fell to the ground and slipped under the long sword he had pierced in the air, and couldn't help but be angry in his heart.

Around the waist, he turned and lunged, and the long sword stabbed the man in the leg, and the short sword came out of his hand, and pointed straight at his right shoulder. Tie Lingshuang also rushed over, and the tip of the spear whistled through the wind, heading straight for the man's head.

"Hahaha"

A sharp laugh came out, and Tie Lingshuang and Qi Chen couldn't help frowning, and their ears itched. I saw that the man didn't get up, wandering like a centipede, and returned to Qi Chen's back in a flash, straightened up, and remembered the sharp sound of breaking the wind, and several pitch-black spikes protruded from the robe, piercing Qi Chen's back.

His life was about to be gone, there was a chill behind him, Qi Chen's eyes were full of golden light, he turned around and his long sword trembled, and the golden light burst into bursts, like a dot and a wipe, like a hook, and drew a cold light like a tooth in front of him, and a faint tiger roar came. Gongsun sword dance, painting tiger.

There was a clinking thought, a muffled snort, in the end, he turned around in a hurry, was scratched by a black thorn on his arm, and staggered back.

was blocked by Qi Chen, Tie Lingshuang's toes flew through the air a little bit, the short spear took off his hand, stabbed the man's face door, clasped his hands on his waist, pulled out the double hammer, and waited for the landing to fight again.

The man didn't like to fight, but he came down again, and a black light flashed, and he rolled out along the wall. As soon as Tie Lingshuang landed, he flew up again, and he didn't have time to nail the subway gun to the ground, and chased after the man.

A breath of cold air, lightning and flint, from Tie Lingshuang's warning, to her sweeping out of the wall and disappearing, Qi Chen's heart was beating wildly, and cold sweat broke out on his back, if he reacted a little slowly, he would have a few more holes in his body.

Shaking his head, he took a long breath, pulled out the iron spear in front of him, and walked over to pull out his black sword, the double sword retracted its scabbard, carried the iron spear, flew up to the wall, and saw the black shadow of Tie Lingshuang flashing in the distance. He took out a three-inch-long dart from behind his waist, raised his hand and threw it out towards the sky, and a sharp voice sounded.

didn't wait for a response, and chased straight up.