Squeak –

The old door of the storeroom was pushed open, and a gust of wind and rain blew in.

The thunder flashed, and a figure with a sword at his waist could be seen, standing outside the door with his hand on the hilt, and only the outline of his body as calm as a mountain could be seen.

"Daddy......"

The woman's face was pale, and she opened her arms in front of Jian Yuhua, her eyes showing sorrow and despair.

Jian Yuhua seemed to expect this, and his reaction was quite flat:

"Second Miss, you go back first, I apologize to the master, and I'll go back later."

The woman shook her head vigorously, tears welling up in her eyes, but she couldn't speak.

Boom~

With a soft sound, the woman's eyes lost concentration and her body was soft.

Jian Yuhua raised his hand to catch it, slowly put it down, leaned against the wall, and then walked to the pile of debris and took out a wooden stick used as a hoe handle:

"Master is really so ruthless?"

Zhou Huaili stepped forward slowly, his eyes were full of indifference:

"In the past two years, the old man has treated you as his own and can give you anything. The old man's work for half his life is pressed in today's battle, and he has told him in advance, don't ask you to win, just ask you to be silent, why can't you control this mouth? ”

Jian Yuhua was holding a long stick, and his eyes no longer had the usual admiration:

"My Liangzhou Fu family has been loyal to martyrs for three hundred years, and when the country is destroyed, the family will die, and there has never been an unfilial son, which is different from your Zhou family."

"Hehe......"

Zhou Huaili nodded slightly, and the sword in his hand was slowly unsheathed.

Scold~~~

A slight trembling appeared in the old storehouse, and under the candlelight, the cold light gradually rose.

But at this moment, in the alleyway outside, there were suddenly swaying footsteps......

Tread, trample......

"There is wine today, drunk today, sorrow tomorrow comes, sorrow tomorrow sorrow...... The water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the sorrow is more sorrowful when the glass is raised......"

It seems that he drank too much wine, and his voice sounded a little hoarse.

Both of them paused, and turned their eyes to the source of the sound.

Tread, trample......

Soon, footsteps moved from the wall to the doorway.

The thunder flashed, and a drunken hat-taker, with a long knife in his hand, swayed to the door, soaked with rain, and holding a broken wine bottle in his hand:

"Hiccup~ What's ...... Someone's got it...... Fuck off, this is the master's territory......"

Zhou Huaili came out alone, just because he didn't want the 'murderer' to reach the ears of the old lady and outsiders, and when he saw an outsider breaking in, his face was slightly cold, and he said in a low voice:

"Get out."

The voice is majestic, with a murderous aura!

The hat-taker at the door looked at it a few times, revealing a handsome and peerless cheek, but the hat covered his eyes:

"Heh~ Yes...... It's a friend in the rivers and lakes who is doing something, you old man, are you going to kill people and rob you? ”

Zhou's eyes were hidden in anger and he turned around.

Seeing this, Jian Yuhua hurriedly said:

"Brother, this is a private matter......"

"This dock is Lao Tzu's territory, Lao Tzu sleeps here every day......"

The hatsman staggered into the warehouse, his hands on the hilt of his sword, drunk but full of pride:

"You kid...... Don't be afraid, no one can be in Lao Tzu's territory...... Murder and robbery. You go out, I'll meet him......"

Zhou Huaili's eyes were furious, and the three-foot Qingfeng came out of the sheath, pointing to the drunken hatster in front of him:

"Old man Zhou Huaili, are you blind kid?"

Zhou Huaili ...... Hehe...... Haven't heard of it. ”

Sa –

In the next moment, a cold light flashed in the old warehouse.

The three-foot green blade was like a swimming snake, stabbing out like lightning and hitting the throat of the hatholder.

Jian Yuhua's face changed suddenly, and he wanted to raise his stick to block.

But what he didn't expect was that this drunken hatster, at the moment when the sword light was lit up, retreated rapidly and retreated to the wall in an instant, and the sword in his hand flashed.

Bang –

The wall on his side was shattered in an instant, and a hole appeared, revealing the sewage alley under the rain curtain.

Whoa......

There was silence in the warehouse.

Zhou Huali missed a sword in his hand, realizing that this drunk man was by no means an ordinary person, and caution flashed in his eyes.

Cha~~

The hatper stood up straight, the first knife of the glass dragon ring was slowly returned to the sheath, leaning against the wall, and the hat was slightly off:

"Let's go."

Jian Yuhua's arms were seriously injured and he had no combat power, seeing that this hatsman was a master who drew his sword to help, he stopped talking, slowly retreated, picked up the fainted woman, and moved towards the wall.

Treading ......

Zhou Huaili's eyes were furious, and his eyes locked on the whole body of the hatster:

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The hatsman carried the knife and said nothing, burping from time to time, until Jian Yuhua walked out of the hole on his side and walked away quickly, then he slowly straightened up, and was no longer drunk:

"Do you know, why let him go?"

"Want to die for him?"

"I'm afraid he'll recognize me, and I'm afraid he'll intercede for you."

The hatsman slowly lifted his hat, revealing his sharp sword eyebrows.

？！

Zhou Huaili recognized who the person was from these eyes that did not hide the murderous aura at all, and sighed in his heart:

"Ye Shiro ......"

"Good eyesight."

Zhou Huaili held a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, and he paid attention to the left and right, obviously looking for the master of the lurking Honghua Building.

"Don't look at it, it's just me."

Zhou Huaili didn't notice that someone jumped out of the shadows, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes:

"You're here to die?"

Night Terror took off his hat, tossed it aside, and lifted his saber:

"Yes."

Rustle rustle......

The old dock fell silent, with only a little candlelight left, swaying slightly in the night breeze.

Zhou Huaili saw the martial arts of the overnight horror hall today, and it was very powerful, but relying on that overlord gun, he could fight the sword Yuhua, and he was by no means his opponent, and he secretly considered it in his heart, feeling that there must be an ambush around, otherwise this son would not be so bold.

Zhou Huaili groaned slightly, and did not try to kill the henchmen of the Red Flower Building, but moved his footsteps slightly, and slowly moved towards the door.

Night Terror raised the knife and stared indifferently, but there was no intention of chasing.

Treading ......

Soon, Zhou Huaili retreated outside the warehouse, and with a light tap of his feet, his figure rose to the sky and disappeared outside the warehouse.

But in the next moment, there was a bang in the rainy night!

Boom –

The sound was like thunder, and the roof of the old warehouse instantly sank, as if a thousand catties of huge objects had smashed on the roof.

Whoop -

The entire roof collapsed immediately, and Zhou Huaili smashed it down from above.

Song Chi's eyes were round, and he fell from above, with an extra sword wound under his ribs, but he turned a blind eye, and with a cannon fist in the air, he hammered Zhou Huaili's chest again.

Bang –

A punch was handed out, and the sound was like muffled thunder.

As the rain and rubble fell from the roof, it was washed away in the air under the fist wind, forming a circular dust wave visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Huali's martial arts are far inferior to the contemporary Sword Saint, but he can be the head of Shuiyun Sword Pond, and he is by no means an ordinary person.

But this move failed to force the fist to be strong, and Song Chi stopped.

Knock –

The sword edged into the flesh, accompanied by a muffled sound.

Zhou Huaili's falling speed increased dramatically, and his face also showed redness, but he still didn't mess up, and when he whirled in the air, he stabbed the night terror hall below with a sword.

Phew-

The sharp sword roar was almost terrible, like an arrow in unison, and the three-foot green blade pierced into the air, but in the blink of an eye, it had already reached the top of the night terror hall!

(End of chapter)