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"It's over," Dai Zong sighed beside him. While the two of them were fighting just now, he had already stood up, tried left and right, and found that his right arm seemed to have been dislocated, and he couldn't lift it at all. Therefore, even if he wanted to come forward to help, he was powerless. He could only hold his arm and be a spectator next to him, praying that Mu Hong could win the hard stubble in front of him. It's a pity that his calculation fell through. What can I do about this, just his current appearance can't save Mu Hong at all, let alone the young man who is pressed under the horse.

"Master, master, I'm almost out of breath. ”

Just thinking about it, the young man saw that the official had won two battles, and he probably shouted at him with joy in his heart:

"Pull me out from here. ”

"Yanei, it's not that the old man doesn't want to, but I really don't have the strength. ”

The old man's answer was still as shirky as always.

"You thieves, don't learn. ”

The old man came to Mu Hong again, took out a rope and wanted to tie him up, and complained in a low voice while taking it:

"If you have the ability to slaughter this dog first, then you can be regarded as doing the right thing for heaven, and you will also have a clean ear. ”

"Alright, sir, let's be here today. ”

Suddenly, there was another shout from the other side of the low wall.

"Oh, it's been a lively day. ”

The old man also felt very new about today's successive events. On weekdays, I can't even see a thief's hair, but today I see a series of big thieves. So he immediately used a rope to hastily tie Mu Hong's hands and feet behind him, so that he could not jump out again to help the soldiers.

Then the old man placed the sword in his right hand again, and looked up at the third thief who came from the opposite side. In the pale moonlight, he gradually saw clearly that there was a head coming from him. Wearing a crescent moon and a golden hoop, dressed in a dark robe, he was tall, his face was unclear, and he was holding two simple knives in both hands (which was also taken from the officers and soldiers just now), and his whole body exuded a murderous aura. After walking in and looking closely, the color on this person's body was not pure dark, and the reason why it looked dark was because the robe was soaked in blood. This couldn't help but make the old man stunned, he looked carefully at the Pu Dao in the hand of the head tuo, and then asked with some hesitation:

"Toutuo, where did the blood on your body and the Pu knife in your hand come from?"

Toutuo ignored him, but walked straight to Dai Zong's side and asked:

"Is my brother okay?"

"There's something wrong with my arms, but it's all a small thing. The old man in front of him is so powerful, Erlang, you have to be more careful. ”

"Hmph, it's just a puppet, why worry about it. ”

After that, he didn't listen to Dai Zong's explanation, so he came to the old man:

"You ask me where the blood and the knife came from?"

"Exactly. ”

"There was a night patrol ahead, and it was taken from them. ”

"What!"

As soon as the old man heard this, his muscles were exposed, and his blood poured into his pupils:

"Say it again. ”

"I've slaughtered them all, are you satisfied?"

"I," the old man looked really angry, and he walked briskly in the same place a few times, shaking his head and blaming himself as he went:

"If I had known, I wouldn't have put them over there.

Wu Song immediately understood that the group of people he met just now were the subordinates of this old man, and it seemed that he was very attentive to his own people. To tell the truth, there are so many people on the other side, how could Wu Song hurt so many people's lives, he just injured a few leaders just now, just look at the opportunity to get out here. I just said that just to embolden myself, but now, I don't need to explain it to him.

"Let's go!"

The old man seemed to be quickly detached from a troubled mood. Then he turned around and came directly in front of Wu Song, his face completely lost the laughing and scolding look just now, and asked seriously:

"Dare to ask the strong man who is also here in Shuibo Liangshan?"

"Yes!"

"Then you can at least leave a name, and I can have an explanation when I go back. ”

"You can't go back, but I can tell you that if I don't change my name or change my surname, I just killed the tiger with my bare hands in Jingyanggang, drunk and beat Jiang Menshen, made a big fuss in Feiyunpu, and Wu Erlang of the Mandarin Duck Tower. ”

"It turned out to be you, no wonder good means. Today, to meet a young talent like you, the old man is really fortunate to have three lives. But Wu Er, the old man must take you down today, so as to avenge my dead juniors. ”

He looked at Wu Song again, and finally shook his head:

"It's a pity, who told you not to study well, this is not to blame the official master. ”

After that, the old man raised his sword and stabbed distractedly, Wu Song hurriedly turned around, dodged his assassination, and then swung the knife in his left hand and slashed the back of the opponent's head, and the old man also hurriedly shrank his neck and hid his head, dodging his knife. Immediately, the two of them dismantled and changed their fights in one place. At the beginning, Wu Song didn't pay attention to the old man in front of him. He has always been cautious, when he was talking to Dai Zong, he had already looked around here, and when he found the shovel-shaped Pu knife on the ground, he knew that the other party had a treasure weapon in his hand that was as sharp as clay. But the disadvantage of this is that he suddenly found a fulcrum for Mu Hong's failure: this old horseman can defeat Mu Hong, that is, it is better to rely on the sword, and he can just avoid the sword carefully.

But when the two of them really fought together, he suddenly realized that it was really good for this old man to stretch out his hand, not to mention Mu Hong, even himself, if he was not careful, he might also lose in his hands. Thinking of this, he felt that it would be difficult for him to take advantage of such a normal fight with tricks. Why don't you try some fancy knife skills and see how the old man reacts. After making up his mind, he saw Wu Song open his arms all of a sudden, and used a set of handsome flower knives, the blade flew left and right, tumbling up and down, like ten thousand butterflies jumping flowers, and suddenly surrounded the old man's surroundings. If the age of the old man of the official family can be subtracted by one or twenty years old at this time, then it will definitely not be a problem to deal with such a useless trick. It's a pity that this old man is over sixty years old, and although his body is hard, his eyes have long since lost the courage of the year. And the two simple knives in Wu Song's hands were themselves brightly sharpened, and after the contrast of the moonlight, they suddenly looked dazzling in the darkness of the night. Yao's old man's eyes became more and more tired and tired, until at last everything left was gray. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Song was not polite to him at all, the knife in his left hand flashed in front of him, and the old man hurriedly waved his sword to take over, and then the old man exposed his entire chest in front of Wu Song, the latter saw the situation, and immediately danced the double knife in his hand again, after a dense whirlwind, the old man's chest was drawn out of countless blood grooves, and the crimson and dark blood was like a wild horse that had escaped, and it soaked his official uniform in an instant. In fact, Wu Song still left some affection when he started, and the knife wounds cut were actually not deep, and there was no fatality. But it's still the old saying, this old man is too old, and people don't use their muscles and bones as their ability, but let alone a large area of bleeding. At this time, the old man already understood that his life was over, and he felt that the numbness at the beginning turned into an amazing pain in an instant, his throat and eyes began to fish, and his body gradually became weak, and finally a wave of arrogance still made him admire:

"Good knife technique. ”

After that, he died in despair. After a short silence, Wu Song still stared at the dumped corpse in front of him, unwilling to leave for a long time. Dai Zong was the fastest to reflect, came to Erlang's side, took a Pu knife with one hand, and then picked up the rope behind Mu Hong's body.

"Strangle me. ”

Mu Hong jumped up from the ground with a loud scream, moved his body vigorously, and asked Dai Zong:

"What's the matter with your arm?"

"It's fine, it's just dislocated. ”

Dai Zong said with some grin.

"I'll pick it up for you. ”

"Can you do it?"

"If you can't do it, you have to do it, can you still run with such an arm hanging?"

Dai Zong felt that what Mu Hong said was also reasonable, and if he couldn't run away, he would only become a burden to the brothers. So he showed his right arm to the other party in response to the scalp. Mu Hong grabbed his arm, touched his shoulder carefully, and then suddenly lifted it suddenly,

After the "oops", Dai Zong jumped up in pain.

"How's it going?"

Dai Zong tried it gently:

"Okay, I'm finally able to use my strength. ”

After that, the two of them came to Wu Song's side one after another, patted him on the shoulder with some caution, and asked softly:

"Jiro. ”

"Huh?"

Wu Song looked back at him as if he had suddenly woken up.

"What is going on with Erlang?"

Mu Hong then asked with concern.

"I feel like I'm in trouble. ”

Wu Song replied in frustration.

"Oh, where did this begin?"

Wu Song sighed, leaned down to look at the old catcher on the street, and then carefully removed the scabbard of his sword from his waist, and carefully distinguished it in the moonlight, and suddenly as if he had been electrocuted, he shook his head and scolded softly:

"Damn. ”

At this moment, the other two were confused, and hurriedly squatted down to see what was written on the scabbard.

"I don't understand what this is. ”

Mu Hong was the first to shout. For he really did not recognize what those two words were written on the scabbard. Dai Zong couldn't see it, but he still relied on his own guess and tried to associate it with the font he was familiar with, in order to recognize what it was written in.

"Don't these two words look like Juque?"

At the end, Wu Song gave them a reminder. With this sentence, Dai Zong began to think that this word seemed to be a big seal a long time ago, and it seemed to be the word Juque. But if this is really a huge que, then isn't this person? Thinking of this, Dai Zong suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"What are you two doing here, I still don't understand, but tell me about it. ”

Mu Hong looked at their expressions from the side, and asked a little anxiously.

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