On the periphery of the wall of Longquan Villa, there are some sentry guards evenly scattered.

They are the last barrier of Longquan Villa, and their duty is to ensure that no one sneaks into the villa, or that the outlaws inside do not escape from the villa after committing a crime.

Taken by the prestige of Longquan Villa, few people will make trouble in the villa, this job is actually very leisurely, but the guards dare not take it lightly.

The salary is good for one thing, but the most important reason is that working as a sentry elsewhere may just be a lost errand if something goes wrong. In Longquan Villa, once the sentry fails to supervise, his life may be lost directly.

The owner of the villa is noble and powerful, and completely controls their power of life and death.

At this time, two of the guards were together, lying bored on the tree, chatting with each other.

But their eyes were fixed on the direction of Longquan Villa.

Suddenly, one of the guards noticed two figures running from a distance, and instead of choosing to walk from the road of the villa, they hurried through the grass and jumped over the fence at once.

Without hesitation, the two guards stooped down and quietly jumped down from the tree, and when the two approached, they suddenly slashed at their backs.

The two people who came were Zhang Qingan and the middle-aged man beside him. They sensed the presence of the guards, and drew their knives with their backhands in the same move, only to hear two 'bells', and the four knives immediately collided together.

The two guards took several steps back, almost sitting on the ground.

For a moment, all four of them were taken aback.

The two sentinels were surprised that the other party was so strong that they actually repelled their own moves; And Zhang Qing'an and the others were surprised that the two guards actually blocked their attack.

"Who's here?" The two guards rubbed their bodies again and shouted.

Even though the other party is strong, they have to go up.

"We have the waist card of the lodge." Zhang Qingan was too lazy to entangle with them, and immediately showed his waist card.

"Even if you have a waist card, you have to enter and exit from the main entrance, so let's go back quickly." The guards do not follow the rules, and must follow the rules.

"your grandma!" Zhang Qing'an has been in the bandits' den for decades, but he was asked by a sentry to talk about the rules. How could he stand this qi, condensed his strength, and a flaming knife suddenly sent out.

The two guards couldn't resist, and they both screamed, flew out, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"These two guards aren't dead?" The middle-aged man beside him was suddenly taken aback, thinking that Longquan Villa was really powerful, and even the sentry guard could withstand the blow of Zhang Lao's flaming knife.

"Let's go!" Zhang Qing'an didn't have the time to mend the knife, and immediately ran into the woods and walked towards the mountain behind Longmen.

The two guards were anxious and wanted to stand up, but they couldn't lift their breath for a while.

This is, another figure galloped by, looking like a high-tailed girl in a strong suit, holding a goose feather knife in her hand.

'Another one?' ’

The two guards struggled to get to their feet, and suddenly another teenager came over the wall from Longquan Villa and burrowed into the woods.

"Fuck, another one? Running the fuck to Lao Tzu's defense? ”

One of the sentries stood up with all the strength of his body, wiped the blood from his mouth, and said to the other: "Let's go find someone, we'll die if it's too late!" ”

As he spoke, he picked up his companion, and the two of them stumbled to the villa to report the news.

......

Late at night, Chen Ran followed behind Han Qingying and galloped towards the back mountain of Longmen Mountain.

He had a hard time following, and Han Qingying had already trained Lao Jun Mountain's wind stepping step to the second level at this moment, and his speed was as fast as a cunning rabbit.

And Chen Ran didn't learn any light skills, he only relied on the internal force of Yi Jin to take a breath and barely follow behind.

However, his internal strength is long and continuous, full of stamina, and his ears and eyes are clear, he can clearly hear Han Qingying's running in front of him, and he is not worried that he will be lost.

It was the early spring season, Chen Ran and others were shuttling in the mountains, the small flowers and grasses in the forest had just spit out their buds, the air was filled with a stream of water vapor, and the breeze was gentle, which was refreshing.

After chasing for a while, Han Qingying's speed slowed down slightly, obviously lacking strength, Chen Ran began to exert strength, slowly approaching Han Qingying, and saw that Zhang Qingan and the middle-aged man were only not far ahead.

He just wanted to stop Han Qingying not to be too anxious, but suddenly saw Han Qingying's figure in front of him sway, staggered forward a few steps, and fell to the ground.

Chen Ran was startled and immediately stopped, but suddenly felt his nose itching, his head 'buzzed', and his eyes began to spin around.

With a 'poof', Chen Ran also knelt on the ground.

"Got it."

Zhang Qing'an and the middle-aged man in the distance immediately stopped and turned around.

"Shen'er, go over and investigate." Zhang Qingan ordered the man.

I saw that the man named Ah Shen pulled out the long knife on his waist, took a deep breath, and slowly walked towards Han Qingying and Chen Ran.

Although these two dog men and women are very young, the strength they showed before was too weird, which was really a little frightening.

What is the concept of cutting the old village owner away with a knife?

Zhang Shen couldn't say exactly what his strength was, he only remembered that when Mrs. Yiming, the head of the Hengshan faction, faced off against the old village master, the two fought hundreds of moves.

With apprehension, he slowly approached, and then observed Han Qingying's situation up close, and then his face was slightly happy.

Then, he boldly came to Chen Ran's side, observed for a long time, and finally showed a burst of ecstasy on his face, and shouted to Zhang Qingan: "Old Zhang, you have succeeded!" ”

Zhang Qing'an had been standing in the distance, and when he heard this, he immediately put his mind at ease, walked to the two of them and checked them repeatedly, and finally nodded: "Hmm." The body is weak and the face is red, which is indeed a sign of a stroke. ”

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, the drunken breeze we got from Mobei hasn't missed yet!" Zhang Shen said with a smile.

"That's nature." Zhang Qingan nodded: "Even the old nun of Yiming can't escape the poison of this drunken breeze, how can these two young children who have just come out of the rivers and lakes be able to hide?" ”

You must know that the means of obtaining this drunken breeze are extremely harsh, and it is by no means something that gold and silver can buy. He only had a small half-bottle, which has been preserved to this day. The fact that he can use the trick used to save his life today, Drunken Qingfeng, is already a great respect for this pair of dog men and women.

And he is confident that drunk Qingfeng will never miss, even if the other party holds his breath, he can also make the other party hit from the skin.

Unless the other party is carrying the Shaolin Temple's Yijin Sutra or the Pulp Washing Sutra, or the Taishang Xuanjing of Laojun Mountain.

But how could this young man learn such a magical martial arts treasure?

"Elder Zhang, if you don't do it, one person and one knife, the result is them." Zhang Shen held the knife and gestured, looking eager to try.

Zhang Qingan looked at the two people lying on the ground, and said with some hesitation: "Judging from the martial arts of these two people, it seems that they are from Laojun Mountain." And they have such skills at a young age, they must be the high-level disciples that Lao Junshan focuses on cultivating. Kill them, I'm afraid those veterans won't give up. ”

He thought of Chen Ran's knife, and he was really a little afraid, such a young master would definitely be favored by his elders, kill him rashly, and do things absolutely without it, and he might be attacked in the future.

Zhang Shen was stunned, it was the first time he saw the old village owner thinking like this. It has always been a copycat that bullies others, and no one else bullies a copycat. I didn't expect that this young man would make the old village owner so jealous today.

"Let's go, let these two go." Zhang Qingan waved his hand and signaled to leave quickly.

"Then these two people have to have some injuries on their bodies." Zhang Shen said viciously, then came to Chen Ran's side and raised the knife.

Zhang Qingan nodded, turned around, and was just about to leave, when he suddenly heard Zhang Shen let out a miserable scream.

He felt that something was wrong, so he dodged sideways at the first time, and at the same time stepped diagonally, immediately preparing to attack reflexively.

It's just that he just stepped out of a foot, and before he turned around, he felt the wind surging behind him, and his right shoulder was cold, and he turned his head to see that his arm had been removed.

The hand holding the knife fell to the ground, and Wuzi was trembling slightly.

Immediately afterwards, his ankle was cold, and his right foot was also cut off.

He turned his head and saw that the young man was standing upright with a big knife in his hand, and Zhang Shen was already stiff and motionless at his feet.

"You.... You.... Why... No poisoning? Zhang Qingan looked at the young man in front of him, his face was shocked, and his heart was full of doubts.