Smack.

Like a startled fall, the sword in Kou Wan'er's hand fell to the ground because the master lost his life.

This crisp sound was particularly deafening in the room, like thunder falling.

Everyone looked at Su Zhuo in shock.

From the bright sword of the little er in Tsing Yi, to Su Zhuo's attempt to kill him with a sword dance in a neon dress, and then to the extremely hidden Kou Wan'er's attack, Su Zhuo suffered two extremely dangerous assassinations in a very short period of time. Now his deep and charming peach blossom eyes showed thought, so many things had happened in just a few moments, and everyone was dizzying.

Whether it was the killer at the peak of the Spirit Bridge Realm, or the sinister murderous machine that Kou Wan'er erupted without warning, except for Su Zhuo, no one was confident that they would be able to survive until now. In the face of such a killing situation, even if you give them a few more lives, I am afraid it will not be enough to squander.

As a result, Su Zhuo survived this nirvana.

The faces of the three Qingqi people who were playing the qin and the kite turned pale, and their lips trembled.

First, I was frightened by this bloody scene, and then I thought of their respective futures, and my heart was flustered. The two people who assassinated Su Zhuo this time are all their red-sleeved people, one is an honest handyman on weekdays, and the other is a famous Oiran, if the few young masters present are angry, even if they can't die, the days after this will not be easy, even if the red sleeves don't care, but the nobles come up to paint the boat are all for a happy time, if you hear about this, who wants to touch your bad luck?

Such a big movement in the room has now alarmed the entire building ship, and soon the person in charge will come.

Zhang Xingyuan, who had been a guard for Su Zhuo for a month, drew his sword angrily, and looked at the remaining three Qingqi people with a cold look, for fear that there would be any more accidents.

Huo Feng also reacted from the initial shock, he was the one who invited Su Zhuo to the banquet, but as a result, Su Zhuo was assassinated by Wushengmen on this painting boat, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, thinking of this, he couldn't help but show an angry look, staring at the three red-sleeved Qingqi who had lost their faces.

Su Zhuo suddenly spoke: "Don't embarrass them, it should be okay now." ”

His face was a little pale, but it was not caused by his injuries, but he had just shot one after another, and the consumption of Zhenyuan was too great, especially his last unprovoked sword, and the consumption was even more amazing.

Zhang Xingyuan noticed Su Zhuo's face and said with concern: "Young Marquis, are you okay?"

Su Zhuo shook his head, looked at Huo Feng and said, "Brother Huo doesn't have to blame himself too much, this lifeless assassin is here for me, even if he doesn't come to this painting boat, this catastrophe can't be avoided left and right." ”

Huo Feng sighed and said, "Among all of you here, my cultivation is the highest, but I didn't do anything to help, so I can only sit in place like a wooden fish pimple, I'm really ashamed." ”

Su Zhuo smiled and said, "Brother Huo is serious, in that case, anyone will be caught off guard." ”

Everyone was still shocked at this time, looking at Su Zhuo, they were both afraid and admired and awe-inspiring.

As Su Zhuo said, in the face of the assassination of a Wushengmen monk at the peak of the Spirit Bridge, none of them could react, but Su Zhuo not only reacted, but also killed him on the spot, which was very skillful. Especially the last battle between Su Zhuo and Kou Wan'er, no one could see what was going on, seeing that Su Zhuo was about to be pierced through the heart by the sword intent, but it was Kou Wan'er who died first. What they saw was just the scene of Su Zhuo putting his hand on the Canglan sword, could it be that Su Zhuo's sword speed was so fast that he couldn't see it clearly with his eyes?

This Hou Ye is really deeply hidden.

At this time, the red-sleeved Shen steward had already arrived with ten guards, and the Shen steward, who had been in the industry for more than ten years, saw the two dead as soon as he entered the house, and he just frowned, but Su Zhuo, who saw the blood on his chest, was shocked, he hurriedly squeezed out a smile to greet everyone, and said flatteringly: "Ladies and gentlemen, I just heard that there was an assassin in the ship, and I rushed over immediately." It's a relief to see that you're all right. ”

Xie Liang was used to being in Changzhou, so naturally he wouldn't be so good at talking, he glanced at Su Zhuo's blood-stained chest, and asked with a sneer: "Steward Shen has a good look, but Changle Hou almost lost his life, is this okay?"

Steward Shen slapped himself without saying a word, and said with a smile: "What Gongzi Xie said is that he is clumsy." In this way, this banquet is all on my head, and the red sleeves don't take a penny here, how about this?"

Ning Yuchen glared and said, "That's the end of it?"

Steward Shen shrank his neck, and complained bitterly in his heart, this time the red sleeves not only lost a popular Oiran, but also had to lose a lot of money to make these masters calm down, it was really eight lifetimes of blood mold. But they really can't get out of this matter, Kou Wan'er and the tea pourer are both their red-sleeved people...... Speaking of which, where is this assassin hiding so deeply?

Su Zhuo waved his hand and spoke: "That's enough, after all, it's an assassin of the Wushengmen, whoever hears it will have a chill in his back, and it's normal for the red sleeves not to know." ”

Steward Shen's body trembled, and he snorted, "No Shengmen?"

Ning Yuchen sneered: "You heard it right, it is a monk of the Wushengmen. A master at the peak of the Lingqiao, plus a desirable Kou Huakui, if it weren't for Master Hou's ability, I would have dismantled your red sleeves tomorrow. ”

The more Steward Shen listened, the more mysterious he became, his eyes straightened, how terrible the people of the Wushengmen were, he naturally understood, as a result, such a big battle failed to kill Su Zhuo?

The guards who followed Steward Shen were also shocked, and they all looked at Su Zhuo with disbelief on their faces.

They knew that the Assassin was anything but ordinary, but they didn't expect it to be a lifeless person.

This Changle Marquis, who has not yet reached the Lingqiao Realm...... How did you survive?

......

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The matter of the red sleeves can be regarded as a thrilling past, but Xie Liang, Ning Yuchen and the others looked at Su Zhuo differently.

I knew earlier that Su Zhuo was so bullish, but I still didn't expect it to be so bullish. Before he got on the boat, he rewarded Wu Xiaojie, the son of Zaifu, with a dismount, and after the banquet was opened, he killed two Wushengmen assassins in a row, which is really a skill that people have to obey. Especially Meng Mingli, now looking at Su Zhuo is like a fragrant glutton, no matter how bad his eyes are, he can also see that the neon sword dance picture made by Su Zhuo is very unusual, it is very likely to be the spirit map that the master of the academy said, after all, it is a painting that killed a peak monk of the Spirit Bridge on the spot!

Shen Baoping, who finally came to his senses, was still teasing Meng Mingli: "Brother Meng begged for paintings everywhere, but he didn't know that the real masters of calligraphy and painting were far away in front of him, do you say Changle Hou's paintings are worth a lot of money?"

Meng Mingli also felt a little regretful at this time, but he didn't dare to ask for Su Zhuo's neon dress dancing sword drawing, as soon as he thought of the two sword intents produced in the painting one after another, he felt that his scalp was numb, for fear that this painting would become his own life talisman, and he couldn't avoid it, how could he ask for it?

Meng Mingli also persuaded Su Zhuo to throw away this evil painting, but this Hou Ye was bold, so he just laughed it off and didn't listen to his advice.

When such a thing happened, the feast naturally could not continue, and the building boat, which was supposed to return at night, turned around early and returned.

Huo Feng admired Su Zhuo this time, and deeply felt that Su Zhuo's friend was right, and he had this ability before he stepped into the Lingqiao Realm, I really don't know how wicked it should be when he is full-fledged in the future? Huo Feng said to Su Zhuo before leaving: "Young Marquis, Wushengmen's attack this time is a bit strange, and if you survive this time, it will definitely make them even more jealous, and if they make another attack in the future, it will inevitably be even more dangerous." ”

Su Zhuo nodded, and said softly: "Wu Xiaojie has also lost face this time, and he will definitely not swallow his anger, and Brother Huo should be careful when he returns to the Dao Palace." ”