Gu Qiutang, who has the nickname of "not moving the knife", Gu Qiutang, after saying that, easily jumped on the roof and stood side by side with Shangxian Jun Buxiao.

Compared with Jun Buxiao, who hides his head and tail, Gu Qiutang looks very normal without using a knife.

Gu Qiutang was dressed in black clothes with cloud sleeves, stepping on a pair of tattered straw sandals, wearing a black hat, and a long black sheath knife around his waist. Under the shadow of the hat, Gu Qiutang's angular outline can be faintly seen. The whole person looks like a chivalrous man who wanders the world and does it casually.

Jun Bu is still laughing, giggling, dancing on the roof, clapping and laughing.

That festive gesture is like a crazy "play" on the street.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

The people who were moving blankly on the streets fell one after another, and the bunches of swimming shadows were like reptiles, blending into the shadows under the eaves, moving in the shadows, and finally converging at Jun Buxiao's feet and disappearing.

Shadow?

Zheng Xiu's pupils dilated slightly, and he secretly lost a [Detection] and [Inspiration], and all kinds of clues were clearly displayed in front of his eyes in an instant. Zheng Xiu knew it in his heart, but his face was silent, after hitting Fei Yueyan with one palm, Zheng Xiu shaved Yueyan "viciously", and then looked at the two in front of him.

Now standing in front of Zheng Xiu, there are two people in December, namely Jun Buxiao, the "shadow play" of the upper string, and Gu Qiutang, the "immovable knife" of the lower string.

"Your style of not being at night doesn't like to hurt the innocent. Heh..."Zheng Xiu sneered: "Could it be that you like infighting, which is your style of Ye Weiyang?" ”

When Yueyan said the name of "Gu Qiutang" in one mouth, Zheng Xiu connected the wrongness he noticed along the way and came to an absurd but reasonable conclusion.

From the beginning, it was a bureau.

From the very beginning, the lower string Gu Qiutang did not fall into the cannibal painting.

From the very beginning, someone deliberately led Fengbei to Gongsun Mo's picture scroll.

But, why Fengbei?

At this moment, Zheng Xiu's mind inexplicably recalled the strange words of the waiting master in Yunliu Temple.

- "It is difficult to distinguish between fiction and reality, black and white, right and wrong. ”

Zheng Xiu frowned and asked, "Did you put the painting in the hands of the masters?" And deliberately let the waiting master be handed over to Fengbei? ”

Hear the words.

Jun Bu smiled and behaved exaggeratedly, clapped rhythmically above his head, pointed at Zheng Xiu with a smile, and asked Gu Qiutang, "Xiao Tangtang, is this something he can know?" Can't you, right? Can't you, right? Can't you, right? ”

Gu Qiutang was silent, ignoring Jun Bu's smile, taking a step back with his left foot, pressing his hand on his waist little by little, and his calm gaze under the hat was a little more sharp.

At this time, the moon swallow that had been knocked away fell back on the roof, there was still blood in the corners of her mouth, and the expression in her eyes was complicated.

"Don't forget to stand over there."

Jun didn't laugh, hehe, he smiled weirdly, raised his index finger and shook it left and right, reminding Yueyan.

"Subordinate...... Got it. Yueyan lowered her head, and arched her hand without smiling: "This person has been deceiving his subordinates as a 'side of the Zheng family', making his subordinates believe him too much. At this moment, the subordinate is Yueyan...... The moon swallow in the night. ”

"Hey! This girl is on the road! Jun Buxiao put the scissors on his shoulder, praised it, and then asked in wonder: "Having said that, the Zheng family has always been a single line, which side system pops out of the crack in the stone?" This person is very similar to that Zheng Xiu, but if you think about it, it is nothing more than a way of 'saving face' and being able to easily change your appearance. Hey, no, I heard that this person is a painter? It doesn't look like it, but if it's really a painter, could it be that he painted on 'human skin' and painted himself a face of Zheng Xiu? ”

"Possibly!" Jun Buxiao suddenly realized, clapped his fists, nodded and said, "But that monster Fengbei actually believed it!" No one would have imagined that the monster Fengbei would be willing to come here thousands of miles away to go on a mission, if it weren't for this, how could we set up this kind of situation so easily, people, all kinds of calculations are not as good as heaven, no one could have imagined that you happen to be a painter! What a coincidence! No wonder the monster was so interested in this painting! Don't you think that in that painting, there is really a trick hidden in the artist's way? If there is really a 'trick' in this painting, how can it be your turn? ”

Jun Buxiao's name for Fengbei was "monster" on the left and "monster" on the right, Zheng Xiu clenched his fists, and the tile roof under his feet made a clicking sound, and cracks spread along Zheng Xiu's feet to the rest of the place.

The atmosphere froze suddenly.

Gu Qiutang's right hand was clenched, and the dust raised in the air sank suddenly, with Gu Qiutang as the center, as if there was a moment around him, and he fell into silence.

Zheng Xiu looked at the two calmly: "Why Fengbei?" ”

Jun Bu smiled and tilted his head, pointed the scissors at Zheng Xiu, and wondered, "Why not that monster?" Ah-" Jun Buxiao suddenly realized: "Do you really treat that monster as a 'human'?" She's not human, she's not human, she's not human. ”

Gu Qiutang also said: "Maybe you can't let go, but the night lord has a reason for doing this." You have walked all the way with Inhuman Fengbei, haven't you noticed that the ominousness of Inhuman Fengbei should not exist in the world? Her very existence is a kind of foreboding. She doesn't belong here......"

"Shh......h

Suddenly, Jun Bu laughed and booed, interrupting Gu Qiutang's words: "Xiao Tangtang, if you continue to talk more, you will be punished." ”

Gu Qiutang lowered his head, silently agreed, and said, "Offended." No matter who you are, no matter what kind of relationship you have with Fengbei, what we do is righteous and worthy of our hearts. ”

Under the hat, Gu Qiutang slowly closed his eyes and said word by word:

"Move, then, die."

When the words fell, Gu Qiutang seemed to turn into a stone statue in an instant, and even his breathing disappeared, maintaining the movement of being about to take out the knife, motionless.

"If you have the ability, come here."

The other party regarded Fengbei as a monster, which made Zheng Xiu's heart swell with inexplicable anger.

At the same time, Zheng Xiu also had a faint sense of self-blame in his heart.

Fengbei's experience in Baili Village is still vivid.

If it weren't for Zheng Xiu's rescue, Fengbei would have been rescued.

There won't be anything that happens 21 years later.

But Fengbei is kind by nature, why should she encounter all kinds of criticism?

Why do you think of her as a "monster"?

The atmosphere froze, Yueyan was still savoring the deep meaning of Zheng Xiu's "back whistle", plus she heard that the knife was powerful, when Gu Qiutang put on a posture, Yueyan didn't dare to move. As soon as Zheng Xiu's words fell, he stomped under his feet, and with a bang, the roof collapsed, and the air flow carried the broken tiles, rushing into the night sky for nearly a hundred feet.

Sure enough, at the moment when Zheng Xiu made a move, Gu Qiutang's figure was like a reflection on the surface of a lake, causing waves, and disappeared in place after a while. When he reappeared, Gu Qiutang unexpectedly flashed behind Zheng Xiu, the sword exploded, and the white sword tore through the night, like a frightened rainbow slashing towards Zheng Xiu.

It's just that Zheng Xiu's foot was like an angry beast in the world, directly stepping on the roof and shattering the terrain. When Gu Qiutang appeared, Zheng Xian was falling, and he was also in mid-air, and the knife that should have been killed was in the chaos, a little more hasty.

The white knife light slashed through the neck of the macho man, and the imaginary scene of the head flying did not appear, Gu Qiutang rarely missed since he saw the doorway cultivated to "do not move the knife", and now this long knife passed through the opponent's neck like passing through the air, making Gu Qiutang feel a pang in his heart, knowing that his knife had not made a contribution.

Fortunately, before going out, when Zheng Xiu and Fengbei were chatting, they happened to mention Gu Qiutang's thaumaturgy, and now they had already taken precautions, Zheng Xiu turned his body into a "soul body" in the air before the other party made a knife, so as to avoid the other party's knife moves.

"Hey!"

As the so-called mental calculation is unintentional, Zheng Xiu's movements are one beat faster than the other party. After the knife slashed from his neck, Zheng Xiu's heart moved, his body re-condensed, and ten percent of his brute force smashed into Gu Qiutang's face.

At the same time, Zheng Xiu began to "rub the big move" without reservation.

【Surprise Cage】!

Zheng Xiu's kick smashed on a house like a siege weapon.

The unreasonable power made Gu Qiutang and Jun Buxiao stunned at the same time.

Jun Bu smiled and exclaimed: "This painter? Xiao Tangtang, have you killed it? ”

Gu Qiutang was silent, he had already returned to his original position, and he was exactly the same, and he put on a posture again.

His "not moving the knife" has unknown limitations.

Only when the first knife is stained with blood and kills someone can the "continuous slash" be triggered, and the second knife can be cut immediately.

But if the first knife fails to get blood, then he himself will fall into a posture of "not moving" for about twenty breaths.

The speed of the "immovable knife" is extraordinary, and it is unusual, which is a thaumaturgy that can only be exerted with extremely harsh restrictions.

Gu Qiutang was motionless, unable to speak, and knew that he was bitter in his heart.

"Oops!"

Gu Qiutang didn't answer, Jun Buxiao's eyes rolled under the mask, and he vaguely noticed Gu Qiutang's passivity at this time.

Shout!

Whoa!

The cyclone that was stepped on by Zheng Xiu rushed up to the sky, and the broken wood fell to the ground like a downpour at this moment. In the chaos, a small knife shot like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, shooting towards Gu Qiutang around the bend.

The sharp knife light as a hairy light shot towards him, Gu Qiutang was still motionless in "immobility", and a drop of cold sweat the size of a bean instantly appeared on his forehead.

Jun Bu smiled as if by magic, flipped his wrist, and pinched a few round balls in his palm.

A few small balls were thrown in front of him, and when they exploded, they burst into colorful dazzling fireworks.

"Fireworks ......"

Jun Buxiao's movements were unbelievably fast, the fireworks of a few small balls exploding, under the influence of different light sources, the shadow behind Jun Buxiao was divided into twelve, only to see Jun Buxiao's weapon that looked like scissors in a pocket behind him, and the twelve shadows stood up like ghosts, the color turned from light to dark, and the narrow shadow stood behind Jun Buxiao like twelve guards.

"Oooo Shadow puppetry, the twelve stove gods! ”

Each "shadow stove god" is as high as 100 feet, this is Jun Buxiao with the light source of the "fireworks show" to stretch the shadow and cut out, at first glance, like twelve giants, dignified and powerful.

One of the Shadow Stove Gods stretched out his hand and lifted Gu Qiutang up.

The other eleven Shadow Stove Gods passed through Jun Buxiao's body and blocked in front of Jun Buxiao.

The small flying knife was suddenly wrapped in a piece of ink light and shadow, and it hit the air, and the ink light and shadow actually formed a mighty ink-colored dragon, vividly passing through the sky.

Jun Buxiao's face changed suddenly: "This person can actually draw 'filthy qi' from the doorway!" Is he a stranger? Gan! He's not a painter! ”

But before this shock could be calmed down, something that shocked Jun Buxiao even more appeared. The strange ink-colored dragon transformed by the flying knife, when he moved and dodged, his twelve shadow stove gods seemed to be uncontrollable, and they were pulled by the ink shadow dragon, and they couldn't help but be attracted by the dragon!

Not only his thaumaturgy, but even he himself, uncontrollably, picked up the scissors and took the initiative to meet the flying knife!

The flat voice pierced through the smoke and dust: "Name: Dragon Head Drama Painting." ”

Zheng Xiu walked out of the ruins, shrouded in a faint gray mist, his right hand with five fingers clenched, as if he was grasping a paintbrush.

Gu Qiutang was also dragged by the ink-colored dragon. At first, he looked at the swimming inky dragon, as if he had seen the enemy who killed his father, and an uncontrollable anger was inexplicably born in his heart, and he wanted to rush forward with his knife. But it happened that when he was angry, he was in a state of "immobility" before he escaped traction.

When he was finally able to move, he watched in horror as Jun Buxiao took the initiative to puff up his chest to face the Ink Shadow Dragon, and with a fierce attitude of not fearing death, he launched thaumaturgy again.

"Move, then, die!"

Gu Qiutang made a move in a hurry, and his figure flashed in front of Jun Buxiao, drawing his knife and slashing at Jun Buxiao.

Jun Buxiao was slashed by Gu Qiutang and hit the shadow wall, but was swallowed by a faint ripple.

When he spit it out again, a poorly shaped puppet "Jun Bu Laugh" fell to the ground weakly.

Jun Buxiao came out of the other shadow wall, straightened the frightened mask, and reprimanded: "I said Xiao Tangtang, what are you doing to cut me?" ”

Gu Qiutang's figure flickered strangely, and when he reappeared, he was still in mid-air, unable to fall downward, and a wry smile appeared under the hat.

He used the back of a knife.

The reason why Gu Qiutang smiled bitterly was that he wanted to use the back of the knife to relieve Jun Buxiao, but he didn't expect it to be an extra move. Even if he didn't solve the siege, Jun Buxiao's thaumaturgy was unpredictable and changeable, and he didn't know when to switch between his real body and the "puppet stand-in", even if he was stabbed, he wouldn't hurt his muscles and bones.

From this, it can be seen that even if they are colleagues in the night, they do not understand each other's thaumaturgy at all. Everyone deeply harmonizes the "hidden" tricks of thaumaturgy, deeply hides the restrictions and rules of their thaumaturgy, and never reveals them until they have to. The two December-level Yeweiyang people want to cooperate, which is really difficult for them.

Rumble!

There was a violent shaking of the city gates.

All this happened in the lightning and flint, only to see the long dragon flowing with inky light and shadow, as if with its own taunt to attract the twelve stove gods, tearing the twelve huge shadows apart, the terrible power pierced the city wall, leaving a bowl-sized cave in the city wall, and the small flying knife disappeared into the night sky.

From beginning to end, Yueyan didn't make a move at all.

In other words, the thaumaturgical competition between the upper and lower strings and the macho painter changed in an instant, so that even if Yueyan wanted to intervene, she didn't know which side to help.

What shocked her beyond was that Zheng Xiu only made one move, and he was able to fight the two December alone without falling behind, even if the fight took advantage of thaumaturgy, it could be seen that the strength of the macho Zheng Shan could at least rank among the top six in December.

A short whistle came in a low voice, and Yue Yan followed the prestige, but she didn't expect Zheng Xiu to dare to blatantly use the Zheng family's brotherhood to send a message. Although others couldn't understand it, this kind of action was tantamount to whispering something between men and women in front of the two "December", which made Yueyan immediately pretend to be stupid, hooking her fingers while listening, and squatting in the air on a thin line hidden in the night, looking like "I'm Ye Weiyang, I'm vigilant against the sneak attack of a macho man".

Jun Buxiao danced with his hands, and when the scissors waved, one after another figures were standing on the street, and the dark figures were stupid, like ghosts, surrounded by Jun Buxiao.

The people are falling to the ground, and this is no longer the time to think about "whether it will hurt the innocent".

Gu Qiutang was repeatedly deflated, but he still lowered his hat and re-put on a "immovable posture", alert to the sneak attack from the macho man.

The macho man has long been invisible on the street, but Jun Buxiao, who is confident in his "shadow play", believes that as long as he does not unravel the "shadow play", no matter how fierce the macho man is, he is also a tiger in a cage, and it is difficult to fly with wings.

Assertive.

Assertive...

Assertive......

Jun Bu smiled confidently for a full quarter of an hour.

The two of them took a defensive stance and remained motionless.

Suddenly.

Jun Bu smiled and patted his mask, and smiled dumbly: "That guy, should you ...... Ran away? ”

(End of chapter)