The rain had not stopped, and it was already dark.

On the long street, Chen Zhuo was wearing a rain hat and carrying a basket on his back and was standing outside a time-honored blacksmith shop, not even going to the "Rejuvenation Hall", holding a few pieces of baked cakes in his hand, eating slowly.

The hot fire in the shop was scattered through the door, staining the wet street with a layer of blood-red.

An old man and a young man, father and son are working hard to hammer the hammer, sweating like rain, and the thick and knotted muscles are baked red.

Seeing Chen Zhuo coming, the old man wiped the sweat on his body, turned into the back room, and when he came out again, he was already holding two pairs of knives in his hands.

The furnace fire is leaping, the fire is flowing, and there are two rows of snow and bright and cold knife bodies in the knife bag, which are shaped like willow leaves, and each collects twenty knives, which are willow leaf flying knives.

There are also two hundred steel knives.

Chen Zhuo put the steel knife in his back, hid the knife bag, paid most of the silver on his body, and walked towards the other end.

As soon as those arrows came out, and then there was Tong Guan, it was undoubtedly completely jumped into this Longtan tiger's den called "Jianghu".

But he really didn't want to go back and forth between the forces that were deceitful and deceitful, so he tried his best.

If he really wants to make a choice, he is willing to go north with Tong Guan to attack Liao, perhaps only under the impact of national hatred, blood and fire, can he integrate into this era faster.

The fate of the martial arts has always been the battlefield, the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China were rampant with guns and cannons, and there was no chance for the decline of martial arts.

Chen Zhuo walked alone in the rain, thinking about where to go.

The rain was thick and the streets were full of people.

Many people in the rivers and lakes and rangers were in a hurry, and it was estimated that it should be Su Mengzhen who led Wang and Bai to start a counterattack.

Of course, you have to fight back, three of the six henchmen died, two were reversed, and five were gone at once, but all individuals, as long as they have courage, righteousness, and blood, they are afraid that they will have to fight back, not to mention Su Mengzhen.

It's probably the territory of the "six and a half halls".

Wang Xiaoshi and Bai Choufei, two depressed people, now have the momentum of the "Golden Wind Drizzle Building", and I believe that it will not be long before they will become famous in the martial arts of Beijing.

He walked aimlessly, suddenly his eyes trembled, and he took half a step to the left, and the next moment, an iron thistle had struck where he had been standing.

Chen Zhuo followed and took another step to the right, and several cold star-like hidden weapons fell on the left, quenching poison and stirring up a dazzling spark.

For a moment, it seems to move the whole body.

The market where there were many pedestrians before was suddenly empty, and the roofs and shadowy corners on both sides were already hidden murderous machines, and countless hidden weapons were coming from all directions, swishing and swishing to break the air.

Chen Zhuo had already understood that the rangers who passed by before were all disguised.

"Six-and-a-half classes?"

It's a pity that although this secret weapon is urgent, it can't compare to the waves of arrows during the day.

Chen Zhuo walked unhurriedly on the street, and every step was a little beyond the expectations of the ambushers, but he could always dodge first.

Suddenly, the back fell from the rain.

Everyone's pupils shrank, and the man was gone.

The wind and rain were obscure, and when all the ambushers turned their eyes sharply in the rainy night, looking around, a figure was as fast as a ghost, like an ape flying vertically, falling from the air, landing lightly and silently, the black hair under the hat was flying, and a Rakshasa face was already condescendingly sweeping dozens of killing machines in the darkness on a corner of the cornice.

The knife's eyes narrowed slightly, and he had dodged and rolled down.

In the shadows, a man in black was wandering his gaze, and he couldn't help but fall in front of him, and then looked at the blue-faced and fanged rakshasa face, his heart suddenly burst, and he couldn't help screaming, and his backhand raised his knife and slashed several slashes at the person in front of him.

The sword light seemed to be criss-crossed, murderous, but the evil thing was that the person in front of him walked left and right, and he dodged it all.

A big hand, rushing to the sky, was pressed on the top of the man in black.

Before the man could scream, his head sank and collapsed into his chest.

"Say hello!"

Hear a terrible roar in the rain.

In an instant, at least twenty people flashed out of the street, sweeping and flying, fists and swords, and they all rushed towards Chen Zhuo.

But in the wind and rain, there are only bursts of thunder running and flying by, in the blink of an eye, the wind and rain are as old as ever, a green clothes hunting and hunting, on the long street, more than 20 people fly east and west, like hanging paintings, sticking to the wall and sliding down, leaving a trace of blood.

Chen Zhuo walked forward for a while with his back on his back, and rushed to run, just because there was a killing machine behind him, and it became more and more intense, he was afraid that a master was coming, but he suddenly seemed to realize it and lifted his eyelids.

In the misty rain, I saw a person sitting quietly on the corner of the street.

This person is not sitting on a stool, but in a wheelchair, his legs are knee-high, his face is very calm, he is dressed in a Confucian shirt, a white shirt with long sleeves, sword eyebrows and thin lips, cold and solemn.

When he saw Chen Zhuo, a little worry faintly flashed between this person's eyebrows, and his face was pale as if he had seen the sun for a long time, gloomy but unusual.

This person just raised his eyes and glared at the rain curtain behind Chen Zhuo, and all those killing intentions had receded.

Chen Zhuo was stunned, looked at the portal next to the other party, and unconsciously arrived at the Shenhou Mansion again.

He turned around and was about to leave, but this man spoke unhurriedly, "Ahem...... Wait......"

"Where can you go? Since you didn't go with Su Mengzhen, and you killed the two hall masters of the six and a half halls, even if you leave the capital, I'm afraid you will have to live incognito in the future. ”

This person's voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself, but Chen Zhuo heard it clearly.

The other party already knew about the battle of "Bitter Water Shop".

is in such a gas, and he is disabled, and he is still a person from the "Shenhou Mansion", and the identity of this person is about to be revealed.

It is the first of the four famous catches known as "walking thousands of miles without legs, and a thousand hands cannot be prevented", ruthless and full of cliffs.

He has seen this person, a few days ago during the Lantern Festival, this person happened to return home, and the two of them met each other.

However, in terms of means, this man is similar to him.

Because this person has not cultivated internal strength, he has already stood alone in the world with his secret weapon kung fu, and although his legs are disabled, his light skills are the best in the world, and he is also proficient in the five elements of the organ, medical poison and pharmacology, in addition to not knowing internal strength, he is simply an all-rounder, but also a genius.

"Since you've been here twice, you should trust your feelings, so why don't you come in and have a look."

Chen paused, "I'm just a small person. ”

ruthlessly rolled up his wide sleeves and said slowly: "After tonight, it won't be anymore, Ling's archery skills are enough to walk in the martial arts alone." I can't say, at this moment, the forces of the entire capital are looking for you, some people want to recruit you, and some people want to kill you. ”

Open guns are easy to dodge, hidden arrows are difficult to prevent, not to mention such unbelievable archery, if you put cold arrows in the back, everyone has to be afraid, so for many people, such characters fall into anyone's hands are not at ease, can only fall into their own hands.

Seeing that Chen Zhuo was silent, he sighed ruthlessly: "In this river and lake, it is not only about fighting for power to become famous, there are more choices in life than you see." ”

Chen Zhuo looked at the "Shenhou Mansion......

……

"How's it going?"

Inside the Sanhe Building.

A soft question came out of the mouth of a man with his head down.

This building is inconspicuous, even ordinary, but it falls on the site boundary between the Six and a Half Hall and the Golden Wind Drizzle Building.

And this person sitting is the one who witnessed the death of "Granny Bean" in front of him during the day.

He is not ordinary, if the hall master of the "Six and a Half Hall" is also an ordinary person, then nine out of ten people in the world will probably commit suicide in shame.

This person is the "military advisor" of the six-and-a-half-cent hall, and he is also the right-hand man of the main hall master's "thunder damage"; There are even rumors in the rivers and lakes that he is more terrible than the thunder damage, and he is more unfathomable, amazing, and has the life and death of countless people, and the power is tilted into Beijing.

He is the "low-headed dragon" Di Feijing.

He is very young, and he is not as young as a big man in a high position and in power.

Snow-white robes, black coats, hair bowed, sat on a somewhat old wooden chair.

At the same time as asking, his delicate and white hands touched his ten fingers, and he received a drop of raindrops from the rain eaves outside the window, as if he could see the smoke and rain of Jinghua hidden in the night outside the window, and the lights of thousands of homes.

Since Su Mengzhen has already appeared, how can he be missing him, a wise man who has opened up territory for the six and a half halls.

Someone beside him replied respectfully: "If you go back to the hall master, Su Mengzhen is about to break the door." ”

Di Fei was shocked but sighed, "It's not him who I'm asking, since the bitter water shop is a failure, then this arrangement has been in vain, it is inevitable that he can kill the broken gate, he has to vent his evil anger, I asked about the three people who disrupted the arrangement." ”

The subordinate beside him replied: "Two followed Su Mengzhen from birth to death, and one left." ”

Di Fei asked in surprise, "Didn't I say that I must bring it back with me the one who left?" ”

His voice is soft, soft, and beautiful.

Almost coming back from the "bitter water shop", Chen Zhuo's identity and origin have appeared in front of him, although the news is pitiful.

In the capital before the Lantern Festival, there is no such person on the rivers and lakes, the origin is mysterious, and he seems to have intersected with Master Tong, and he has drunk with him in 'Sweet Water Lane'.

The subordinate hurriedly said: "The brother who went broke twenty-three and did not bring it back. ”

"Hehe, it's so scary, a hundred steps away, I shot the six hall masters, such a superb archery skill, if I let it go out and was recruited by other forces, I would have to tremble when I went to the street in the future."

A smiling female voice sounded from the shadows in the corner, and a faint red dress could be seen, rolling like fire.

"Don't waste your efforts, this person has already entered the Shenhou Mansion."

Another rugged and hissing male voice also sounded, standing with his arms around and hiding in the shadows.

Di Fei was stunned for a moment, the explanation he originally gave was to invite him back alive, or bring it back when he died, but now this is the third result, "It's okay, it's not a bad result, at least no one got this person." ”

Then he said softly: "Second hall master, third hall master, you go to defend against Su Mengzhen first." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the two people in the corner were gone, only the wooden window moved slightly, and the wind and rain drifted in, and they walked neatly.

There was no one in the building anymore, and Di Fei was still muttering to himself, as if he was reminding himself, and as if he was thinking.

"It's a pity!"

I'm a little unaccustomed to the style change, do you feel that you are not used to it? Let me take my time to find my feelings.

And then I'll talk about archery.,I see some people don't understand why the protagonist suddenly practiced an amazing archery.,There's a sentence in the archery Liu Bai Ape that I think is very good.,Arrows out of the fist strength.,For example, the fist collapses.,The fist is like a crossbow.,The body is like a bow.,To make a force.,And there is a killing machine to lock the enemy.,So the archery is superb.。

(End of chapter)