Except for the occasional barking of dogs, the big tree village shrouded in the afterglow is extraordinarily quiet.

In a low forest in the east of the village, a fat young man leaned lazily against a big tree, he picked the pair of thin willow eyebrows that were extremely incommensurate with his appearance, looked at the sky through the mottled shadows of the trees, and then sighed softly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In front of the obese young man, more than a dozen young disciples in blue brocade robes, as if they were afraid of alarming the birds on the spring branches, did not dare to make a sound, and after a long time, a disciple finally mustered up the courage, looked at the pair of willow leaf thin eyebrows, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior brother, this person must be hiding in Dashu Village." ”

The fat young man spit out the broken leaves in his mouth, glanced at these people in front of him, and said lazily: "Let's act tonight, if we let him run away again, I don't think a few of us will have the face to participate in any more championships." ”

"Yes...... After all, this is the boundary of the capital. The disciple said in a low voice.

"But this is not Fengtian City yet. The fat young man left the tree and patted his back, "This is an ordinary village, and when the sun rises tomorrow, no one will care if there are more or fewer people here." ”

More than a dozen disciples looked at the conspicuous thin eyebrows at the same time, and their backs were slightly cold, they knew that this most talented senior brother in the history of the sect had already moved to kill for this secret mission.

The slanting sun in the west slowly set, and the originally abrupt Lanyue Peak in the southeast began to blur, and in the courtyard of the Chang family, Ling Dong looked up at the birds that were returning to their nests, and then poured a pot of water on a small tree that had just grown buds.

The uninvited guest who suddenly appeared at Chang's house was now lying on the bed in the Westinghouse, and the whole person looked quite depressed, but fortunately, he had woken up, but he didn't say a word.

It was getting dark, and a cool breeze blew in Dashu Village, blowing the candle flame in the room swaying slightly, flickering and dark, and beside the low table full of grease, Chang Laosi stood up and poured the last mouthful of gruel into his mouth, and then grabbed the dry tobacco pouch on the table and walked towards the broken wooden door in the courtyard.

Looking at Chang Laosi's somewhat rickety back, Chang Dazhu felt slightly sad, and counted the days, his father should have gone to the second uncle's house in the east of the village to borrow rice.

Although Dashu Village is adjacent to the capital Fengtian, the villagers are generally not rich, although Chang Laosi will do some forging iron work, but this can barely be regarded as a livelihood, especially at the end of every month, the days are more compact, and this status quo only survives until the beginning of the month, and when Chang Laosi takes the forged iron to Fengtian City to sell, it will improve slightly.

Looking at Chang Dazhu's expression, Ling Dong's throat was slightly astringent, he licked his dry lips and asked, "Dazhu, what are your plans for the future?"

"I want to be a soldier, so I can eat the emperor's food. Chang Dazhu Chang Dazhu smiled sadly, and then sighed heavily, "But the stubborn old man won't let him live or die." ”

"Serving as a soldier is for an imperial ration?"

"Of course not. Chang Dazhu's eyes flashed with excitement, "I want to be a soldier under Su Che, fight in the Liaoyuan, and defend against the enemy for thousands of miles, wouldn't the husband be happy." ”

Ling Dong was silent, looking at the light rain that was gradually rising outside the house, Chang Dazhu began to excitedly talk about the heroic legend of the great general Su Che, the seventeenth battle of the Liaoyuan Rebellion, without a single defeat, killing the barbarians of the Northern Zhou Dynasty was terrified, and the baby stopped crying. In fact, in the hearts of the people in the north, this Spring and Autumn Zhenbei general has already become a belief.

The general's last deed of defending against the enemy has been finished, but the rain outside the house still does not stop, but is getting heavier and heavier, Chang Dazhu frowned, he turned around and picked up a butter umbrella from under the bed, ready to go out to meet his stubborn father.

It's just that the old butter umbrella hasn't had time to be opened, and Atom has already taken the lead in standing in the vast dark night and continuous drizzle......

Chang Dazhu stood under the eaves in a daze, with the faint candle flame, he showed a stunned expression for the first time, and his extremely fast and slow body made him feel the powerful aura emanating from this young man, but at this moment, why did he suddenly stand in the rain......

A flash of lightning flashed, and the small courtyard of the Chang family suddenly lit up, and a black shadow was thrown in from outside the low courtyard wall, and then fell to the ground with a crisp thunder, and at the same time, four figures quietly appeared on the courtyard wall, and the four figures almost merged with the night.

The candle flame flickered, Chang Dazhu's face turned pale instantly, a pair of eyes bulged out, he didn't see the black shadow on the wall, but he saw the black shadow that fell in the courtyard, in the splashing rain, Chang Laosi lay on his back on the ground, let the wind and rain blow, and didn't move,

It all happened so suddenly!

The dim candlelight passed through the gate under the eaves, lighting up the crystal rain in the courtyard, Ling Dong stood in the rain with the candlelight on his back, as if listening to the thunder that was fading away, at this moment, there were two figures on the courtyard wall began to move, one east and one west, not moving, one moving, one moving.

Not only skillful in cooperation, but more importantly, the grasp of the timing of the shot, starting from throwing out Chang Laosi's body, everything is carefully calculated, if the thunder can't cover up such a movement, then just use this body to throw stones to ask for directions, and the candlelight of the Chang family can also form a "dark enemy and I am bright" situation, so, this time is the best time to shoot.

Before the night of spring breeze and rain in Big Tree Village arrived, from the moment the senior brother in the low forest gave the order to act, this village was already destined to die, and many people would die.

In the sound of the wind and rain, the two figures seemed to come from the ghosts of the night, like two sharp swords stabbing at Ling Dong, this is a habit, a habit formed under the strict style of the sect, no matter who the opponent is, he will do his best, not to mention that this opponent standing in the spring rain faintly brings them an inexplicable uneasiness.

The night breeze was blowing, and the residual rain in the courtyard was reflected by the candle flame, like countless silver threads falling on Ling's face, but it didn't make his eyes narrow, he didn't seem to notice the two black shadows hitting the left and right at all, and he didn't even twist his head, but waved his hand in silence.

Waving his hand is waving a sword, but the sword is too short and too dark, and the broken blade melts into the night, turning into a rain line and cutting through the rain curtain.

The two black shadows were already less than a foot closer, and they smelled a powerful and dangerous aura at the same time, and the lightning suddenly brightened again, and the black and inky broken blade appeared in the pupils of the two people, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

This sword adhered to the thunderous fury, ignoring the night wind, ignoring the spring rain, and before the electric light had time to extinguish, it had already appeared where it should have appeared, and the pupils of the two black shadows contracted at the same time, and then dilated at the same time. The electric light faded, but the black shadows each had an extra line around their necks, and then fell straight into the night with a thunderous sound, splashing several times.

Atom still stood in place, motionless except for the wave of his hand just now.

There were two people left on the courtyard wall, and for the first time they felt the cold that penetrated deep into their bone marrow on this night that was not cold. What a powerful sword intent! In my impression, it seemed that only the perverts of Senior Brother and Chunqiu had such a terrifying aura.

Who is this young man?

Without any expression on his face, Ling Dong took the first step in the rain, this step made the night wind suddenly cold, directly blowing away the layers of rain curtains in the courtyard, and at the same time, Ling Dong waved his hand for the second time, and the broken blade let out a terrible roar, breaking through the air.

In the spring rain, the flowers bloom and fall, and after a frightened and short muffled snort came out of the courtyard wall, it returned to tranquility, the moment the sword flower and the water splash dissipated at the same time, a faint smell of blood appeared under the courtyard wall, and Ling Dong had appeared in the position where this black shadow was originally standing, and the other black shadow looked at each other across the rain, and the countless rain curtains in the middle blurred each other's faces.

Only one step, but on the wall of the courtyard, only two swords, but killed three people.

Kill three people in one step!

"Who are you?" the dark shadow's voice trembled.

"You have the opportunity to say three words. Ling tilted his head, stretched out three fingers, and asked, "Who are you? Why do you want to kill people?"

"If I answer your question, will I be able to guarantee my life? The shadow wiped his forehead, but he couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat on his sleeve.

Ling Dong looked at Chang Dazhu under the eaves and the candle flame flickering slightly behind him, was silent in the wind and rain, and then put away a finger in the silence.