"Friend, why hide your head and show your tail? Let's talk about it. ”

Wu Xiaode's voice spread far away.

No one responded.

"With such a heavy murderous aura, you still think you can hide it?"

Wu Xiaode snorted coldly, and his figure jumped onto the wall in a flash, looking around vigilantly.

A cold breeze blows.

The streets outside were empty and no one could be seen.

Without warning—

Rumble!

Thunder exploded in the clouds.

Wu Xiaode suddenly flashed sideways.

A sniper bullet flew past him on the cheek, hit the tree behind him, passed through the tree, and shot into the plaque on the second floor of the martial arts hall.

Xiao Shi screamed.

Qian Mingkui said loudly: ", my family's plaque - what's the situation, Brother Xiaowu?" ”

Wu Xiaode slowly turned his head and glanced towards the martial arts hall.

I saw two lines of big characters engraved on the pillars on the left and right sides of the entrance of the martial arts hall lobby:

"Treading the snow without a trace to find the plum;"

"Linfeng deliberately asked the moon."

And outside the second floor of the martial arts hall, there is a plaque:

"Nine Uniques of the Heavenly Mountains"

The sniper bullet that had just been fired into the plaque had left a gaping hole.

Click, click-

Wow!

The plaque broke off from the middle and fell to the ground.

At this time, the rain in the sky finally fell.

The heavy rain made the ground gradually muddy, and the plaque was splashed with mud and water, Qian Mingkui hurriedly went to clean it up, but only picked up a few pieces of broken wood.

Wu Xiaode was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face gradually distorted.

I only heard him say in a hateful voice:

"If you come to the gym openly, this seat won't say anything, but if you use a hidden weapon to destroy my family's plaque, it's not authentic......"

"Xiao Wu."

"I'm here, Senpai."

"I borrowed your name to kill someone, do you mind?"

"Don't mind, senior; Feel free, senpai. ”

"Good!"

Wu Xiaode slowly pulled out his long knife, jumped down, swaggered to the center of the street, and stood still.

He took a deep breath and roared:

"I am the master of the snow and plum school!"

"Those who destroy my plaque, come out and draw a way, this seat will solve this grievance with you!"

His voice resounded like thunder throughout the streets, echoing for a long time.

No one responded.

Only the sound of "rustling" rain can be heard between heaven and earth.

Wu Xiaode was already drenched, but he stood still, and the murderous aura on his body added layer after layer.

Finally—

End of the street.

A middle-aged man in a suit appears.

He walked across from Wu Xiaode and applauded: "Few people can dodge the sneak attack of a sniper rifle, and your ability is indeed not small." ”

"Finish talking." Wu Xiaode said expressionlessly.

"I came because a big man has a heart of love, let me tell you, you didn't accept yesterday's conditions, and today's conditions have changed."

The middle-aged man looked shrewd and capable, and continued, "Today's condition is—"

"All of Xia Huilan's scientific research achievements belong to us, and you have to come here to work hard, so that the two of you can live."

Wu Xiaode unexpectedly tilted his head and said silently: "Boy, I only kill people, you can answer your own affairs." ”

"Okay, I'll tell you—"

Wu Xiaode opened his mouth and said, "Who is behind you?" ”

"You have come and served faithfully, and sooner or later you will know." The middle-aged man said.

Wu Xiaode said impatiently: "You guys are so annoying, you don't even dare to reveal your name, this kind of style will never be on the table, and you will never be able to deal with the Zhao royal family, do you know why?" ”

"—because you don't even dare to be upright."

"Yes, you're a bunch of rats in the stinking gutter who want me to be your dog?"

The middle-aged man said coldly: "Wu Xiaode, you are looking for death, you must know——"

Before he finished his words, an electronic sound suddenly came from his arms.

The middle-aged man took out his mobile phone and connected the phone.

An old voice rang out:

"Turn on the hologram, I want him to know what the world is like."

"Yes."

The middle-aged man pressed on his phone.

The phone suddenly projected a holographic image of an old man with gray hair on crutches.

He sat comfortably on the sofa, with six beautiful maids by his side.

A woman cooks tea, a woman holds a cup, a woman kneels on the ground and pinches her feet, a woman rubs her shoulders behind her, a woman holds a jade fan and gently fans it, and a woman gently peels the grape skin and feeds the crystal clear grapes into the old man's mouth.

The old man looked at the screen and said kindly:

"Xiao Wu, don't be the guardian of the royal family, come and help me do things, I promise that you will enjoy endless blessings in the future."

"Who are you?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Imperial Military Aircraft Department, Commander, Ge Lengshan." The old man said.

"Where are you?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"On your head." The old man said.

"Head?" Wu Xiaode looked at the sky.

A cloud of lead obscured everything.

Maybe above the clouds, what kind of flying machine?

"Xiao Wu, you are going to die like a dead dog on the street, and your body will be thrown into the stinking ditch; Or come and do things for me and enjoy the glory? ”

"I'll look down on you until you make a choice." Gelengshan Road.

Wu Xiaode grinned, showed a mouth full of white teeth, and said, "Why don't you come down and tell me in person?" ”

"Poor child, you are too young to understand one important thing in life." Ge Lengshan shook his head.

"I'm listening." Wu Xiaode said.

"Human beings are born with classes, and this is the essence of our species - children, it's like you have to look up when you look at me, and I look at you just have to look down." Gelengshan Road.

"Maybe you were born many years ago, did many great things, and knew more truths than me, but there is one thing you are mistaken." Wu Xiaode said.

"What?"

"No matter how high your class is, it's just like an ordinary person like me."

"Same?"

"Look, you only have one life, since you want my life, then let's fight, if you die, you will have nothing." Wu Xiaode spread his hands.

Ge Lengshan laughed and said, "Pifu is angry, and blood is splashed five steps? It was all ancient, and now I am in heaven, and you are only in mortal earth, and you will never be able to come to me. ”

"Really?"

"Yes, answer me now, come and do things under me."

"Not coming."

"Then go to death," the old man ignored him after speaking, smiled at the beautiful maid beside him and nodded, "Today's tea is good." ”

Wu Xiaode stood still, suddenly raised his hand and drew his knife, and slashed out diagonally in front of him.

Swish!

A sniper bullet was split in half in the air, dragging a long, flying gray line across the walls on either side of the street.

He held the knife and said silently:

"Finished?"

"That's it." Wu Xiaode said.

There seemed to be a hint of appreciation in Zu Ling's tone: "Boy, today you have completed my commission, and promised to take care of my descendants in the future, and I will preach on behalf of others and pass on a sword technique to you." ”

"There's a saying called 'sword and sword.'"

"The word says two kinds of weapons, and in the case of the sword, it is actually used in this way."

"Look—"

The long knife was withdrawn, put into the sheath, and suddenly it was pulled out again and slashed hard!

But a golden ray flew out from the blade, dragging a dazzling thin line down the street, and in an instant, it swept thousands of meters away, slashing a room in a building two blocks away.

Blood stained the windows red in an instant.

The window pane fell down, revealing the sniper rifle in the room, as well as the body that had been cut in half.

A graceful line of blood splattered from the snow-white wall.

Sniper dead!

Zu Ling stood in the middle of the street and earnestly instructed: "The sword comes out through the blade, cutting the sky and the earth, no matter how you dodge, after all, it is just a wisp of dead soul on my blade, this is the use of the knife heart method, remember." ”

"Yes, Senpai."

Wu Xiaode looked towards the hologram.

I saw that Ge Lengshan, the commander of the Imperial Military Aircraft Department on crutches, did not change his expression at all, and even there was a trace of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

Ge Lengshan took a sip of tea and said gently: "Naïve child, since I dare to show my face, it proves that your life is already in my hands, do you really think you can live?" ”

"We might as well make a bet." Wu Xiaode said.

"Bet on what?"

"If I live today, you will die; If I die in your hands, I will naturally no longer be able to care about Xia Huilan's affairs, she is yours. ”

"I've already won." Ge Lengshan said lightly and made another gesture.

As soon as he made this gesture, the ancestral spirit on Wu Xiaode's body immediately sensed it.

"Murderous ...... I sensed a terrifying force that should be able to raze the entire area to the ground. "Ancestral Spirit Dao.

"Do you want to escape?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I don't have much time to stay, boy, listen!"

Ancestral Spirit shouted: "Don't let the fear of life and death interfere with your sword intent, concentrate and calm down, and forget yourself, and then I will pass on your set of sword techniques to others——"

He controlled Wu Xiaode's body, stood in place with a bent knee lunge, pressed the hilt of the knife with his hand, and lowered his head.

Qian Mingkui was lying on the wall of the martial arts hall, and he couldn't see that the second monk was confused, but he felt a burst of heart palpitations, and he couldn't help it when he wanted to speak several times.

There was silence all around.

I only heard Wu Xiaode chant softly: "Jun buried the mud and bones under the spring, and I sent the world full of snow." ”

He was shaken, and a swirling cold wind suddenly exploded under his feet, enveloping all the raindrops around him, spinning and spreading out in all directions.

Boom –

The long knife was unsheathed, and a thunderous roar erupted from the blade.

Wu Xiaode held the knife in one hand and waved it into a jagged afterimage.

I saw that the golden rays condensed into a line, burst up from the snowy sword, and slashed towards the depths of the sky.

Everything went by in a flash.

Boom!

The knife is sheathed.

The endless wind blowing, lingering on Wu Xiaode's body, did not go for a long time.

He pressed the hilt of his sword and said in a didactic tone:

"As mentioned in the poem, there are two types of this knife technique, which are given by gods and men, and the power is infinite, and it cannot be passed on lightly unless it is a great opportunity."

"The formula just now is 'Jun buries the mud and bones under the spring'."

"As for the second type 'I send the world full of snow', you can't bear the appearance of this knife, and you will suffer its sin if you barely cut it out, just keep it in your heart, and use it after your soul power soars."

"Boy, I want to teach you that since you are willing to protect the old man's Taoist school, the old man is not a stingy person."

"The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, farewell!"

The words fell, and Wu Xiaode suddenly found himself regaining control of his body.

The Book of the Dead floated aside, and lines of small ice crystals emitting cold white air continued to appear on the pages:

"The body has finished its last synchronization."

"The ancestral spirit has left your body and returned to the spirit realm."

"You've been taught the last time by the Ancient Ancestral Spirit."

"You're starting to master the secret stream of the sword path of unknown origin—"

"Walking alone in the wind and snow."

"On the occasion of karma, you have obtained a mysterious sword technique."

"You're starting to master the pre-use technique of this knife technique, and if you practice it diligently, you'll be able to master the knife technique."

Wu Xiaode carefully discerned and found that all kinds of pictures of fighting with knives appeared in his memory.

These are all taught to him by the ancestral spirit.

It's like being given a wire fist in the first place.

But—

What did that ancestral spirit slash just now?

In the pouring rain, he held down the long knife and looked up at the sky.