Chapter 107: The Night of the Murder in the Dark Moon and the Wind (Second Update, Ask for the First Order)
It was already dark, and the candles were already lit in the tavern.
The candlelight was shining, but it was still a little dim in the light of the entire tavern.
The somewhat rickety old figure looked even darker under the candlelight at this moment.
Blind Liu narrowed his somewhat cloudy eyes at this moment, and just flicked his fingers at the figure in front of him that was attacking him.
The candle flame in the tavern dimmed for a moment.
In an instant, the entire tavern seemed to be plunged into darkness.
But in the next second, the candlelight was lit again, reflecting the entire tavern.
The figure of the young chivalrous man was already flying upside down and falling to the ground at this moment.
On his chest, there was a small finger-like scar, but it completely penetrated the front and back of his body.
But after all, he is a martial artist above the fourth grade, and at this moment, he used his internal force to protect his heart in time, and although blood overflowed from his mouth, there was still movement.
The faces of the rest of the people changed again and again, and they were all the more prominent people among the younger generations of various sects.
For this old man's weirdness, of course, they will not rush up one by one like stupid hats to be cut melons and deliver vegetables.
Blind Liu just sneered.
Ye Wuwu smiled at this moment, stepped forward, but stood between the two groups.
He first looked at Liu Blind, and didn't care about the other party's gloomy face, but smiled.
"Senior, it's not good here, other Uncle Zhang still has to do business, I'm going to open a store to recruit people recently, and it's not appropriate to make trouble now."
After speaking, Ye Wuwu turned his head to look at the group of people on the side and said coldly.
"Why don't you go quickly? Waiting to find death? ”
The group of people were not stupid, they knew that this old man was weird, and hurriedly dragged the injured man and the drunk surnamed Deng out in a hurry.
But none of them noticed that after Ye Wuwu caught a glimpse of the person surnamed Deng out of the corner of his eyes, a wisp of killing intent emerged.
The group quickly walked out of the store, and when they left, they didn't forget to throw a piece of silver to Uncle Zhang to make money for wine.
Blind Liu glanced at Ye Wuwu at this moment and spat on it.
"Cowardly, the sword practice is all practiced on the dog."
With that, the blind man Liu went out and left.
Ye Wuwu just smiled and didn't speak, then greeted Uncle Zhang, and walked out of the door.
Looking at the old figure in front of him, Ye Wuwu did not follow, but turned his head and walked in another direction.
He first walked out of the small wild goose village slowly, and then looked up at the sky.
The sky and the earth are dark at this moment, the dark clouds cover the moon, the stars are dotted on the sky, and there is a gentle breeze blowing on the path, which is very refreshing in this hot summer night.
The corners of Ye Wuwu's mouth outlined a trace of arc at this moment, smiled lightly, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear.
"The moon is dark and the wind is high, killing night."
Immediately after, he stepped out one step at a time, and then another step, but the whole person disappeared in the curtain of the night.
In front of the trail, there was a group of people walking briskly at this moment, about seven or eight figures, among which there was a wounded man and a drunkard.
Among the group, one of them glanced back at this moment, probably feeling that he had walked a long way, and frowned at this moment.
"This surnamed Deng is really a little shameless, even if he is drunk and crazy, he also says everything in his heart, which is really ugly."
Someone next to him hesitated.
"Alas, Brother Deng's temperament is like this, Brother Peng, don't be surprised, but it's really inappropriate to say this kind of thing, if it is heard by people from other sects, I won't have to laugh at us."
The knight surnamed Peng was still dissatisfied at the moment.
"What's the matter, since you said it, you're still afraid of people laughing?"
Then, the man surnamed Na Peng said resentfully.
"I'm afraid of a fart, I'm not afraid, to be honest, who in our group of people doesn't think like this in their hearts? I wish I had married someone else's girl, and then took the opportunity to take someone else's sect, the head of your sect didn't speak, but who didn't acquiesce to this? ”
The group of people were silent at the moment, perhaps because they were told that something was in the center, or maybe they didn't know how to refute it.
Seeing that everyone was silent, the man surnamed Peng looked even more energetic, and he said casually.
"But it's strange to say, this Taibai Sword Sect is not obvious, how did it make such a huge mountain gate?"
"And their deacon from the outer gate, the guy called Liu Cheng, is extremely generous, the last time I saw him beat the group of people in the official mansion, they were all hundreds of taels and one to give, and the envoy of the imperial court came before, but some people said that he gave thousands of taels of silver, which really shocked me."
"It's no wonder that everyone wants to participate in the Taibai Sword Sect, not to mention anything else, just the silver of this sect, it is estimated that there is not a savings of tens of thousands of taels, it is all less, if this can be taken as one's own, hehe, then it is estimated that it will really be regarded as entering the top sect."
The man surnamed Peng was talking loudly, and his words suddenly paused, and then he looked in front of him with some vigilance.
There was a figure standing there.
Although the moon was dim at the moment, the martial artist had excellent eyesight, but he could see that the other party was not in the tavern, the mysterious one-eyed old man.
It was the handsome man who had been sitting in front of the stage drinking, and the man who had just persuaded them to leave.
Although the other party appeared here at this moment, it was obvious that the person who came was not good, but everyone was still relieved.
As long as it's not the old man, the person in front of him, although he is quite handsome, is a young man after all, how much cultivation can he have?
Even if the visitor is not good, they are confident that they can cope with it.
After all, on my side, there are five fourth-grade and three third-grade.
Although one person was drunk and one was injured at the moment, it was not painful.
Ye Wuwu looked at the other party at this moment, with a smile on his face, and with a slight pick of his fingers, he pulled out his long sword and pulled out a somewhat good-looking sword flower.
He finally knew why the swordsmen who used swords in those like to shake their swords when they have nothing to do.
Because it's really nice to look at that way.
Ye Wuwu smiled lightly at this moment.
"Originally, I was still thinking about how to kill those two alone, but now after listening to your words, I don't have to be so troublesome."
The man surnamed Peng stepped forward, he was in the realm of three grades, and asked in a deep voice at this moment.
"Who are you?"
Ye Wuwu didn't answer the other party's question, but continued to talk to himself.
"I thought you were just tourists who came here to check in and see the scenery, but I didn't expect you to be a scumbag with a ghost in his heart."
The Linyuan Sword in Ye Wuwu's hand was raised slightly, and a series of True Qi Swimming Dragons appeared on the dark red sword body, and then turned into a fierce sword qi.
And the tip of the sword pointed directly at everyone.
Ye Wuwu's voice sounded unhurriedly, his tone was smooth, and his voice was gentle, like the warm sun on a spring day.
But the group of people listened with a chill all over their bodies.
"Using my junior sister as a tool, you want to take away my sect?"
"It's ridiculous."
In the next second, sword light appeared above the originally dim path, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.
The dark clouds finally floated over the dawn moon, and the cold moonlight illuminated the path and the red.
The first two chapters, and the rest will be written tomorrow
(End of chapter)