(Look at me so hard, kneel and beg for recommendation and collection)

Originally, Zhang Jiuding, who was just thinking of making a plan to get away with it, now has a feeling that it is difficult to ride a tiger.

I have to say that Zhang Jiuding, who is in the position of the head of Wudang and enjoys the few remaining blessings of this blessed land, naturally has his uniqueness.

It's just that since the two sisters and brothers broke into the mountain gate last night, there has been a steady stream of news, and now these two people are standing in front of the Taihe Hall Lu Zufei Ascension Altar, and it is not difficult for Zhang Jiuding to see that these two people are completely dominated by this blind woman.

Therefore, Zhang Jiuding made this decision, and directly pushed Han Youyu out, whether he wanted to capture him, or if he wanted to promote it first, he just wanted to see how the other party would react.

It's just that to everyone's expectations, the night three watchmen who should have come forward to solve this matter were stepped forward by a blind woman who was powerless and pulled out a weird short knife.

A short knife that made Zhang Jiuding, the well-informed head of Wudang, a little confused about what kind of divine soldier.

Let Zhang Jiuding, a veteran who is accustomed to wind and waves, have a short knife of coldness.

It is true that Zhang Jiuding thought of another background of this family that was not much mentioned.

In the whole world, when it comes to the night family, it is nothing more than the backer king who has re-entered the court from the rivers and lakes and has won the name of the only king with a different surname in the Great Zhou. In addition, it is the only son of Yeshulin, the father of the third watch of the night, Ye Hongtu.

The reason why I can't get around this man who gets drunk all day long is nothing more than because of the escapist sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years with the surname Jiang - the Funeral Knife Tomb.

You must know that the rules of the mortuary grave for hundreds of years, the son-in-law is all in the mortuary grave.

It is praised by the people in the rivers and lakes as a night star who drinks out of the house, but he is the only man in the world who marries a woman who has a mortuary grave.

So far, the night family that has stirred up the rivers and lakes and temples for 50 years, for some reason, can marry the girl in the grave, and indeed has the ability to become a conversation after tea and dinner in the rivers and lakes.

And the reason why the mortuary knife tomb makes the people in the rivers and lakes yearn for it is nothing more than that this sect makes thousands of swordsmen in the world look at it and be afraid.

Eight or nine out of ten knives in the world come out of the grave of the knife, and eight or nine out of ten of the swordsmen in the world dream of entering the grave of the knife.

In just two sentences, it shows the status of the burial grave.

As a mysterious place that all swordsmen in the rivers and lakes can't avoid, this small secluded sect hidden in the mountains and wilderness, since there are rumors or records, there is no moment when these swordsmen are fascinated.

Unlike other weapons, even if it is called the most comfortable gentleman among soldiers by many people in the rivers and lakes - the sword, it can only be ranked in the weapon spectrum.

The sword, known as the "hegemon of the soldiers", has a wide variety of types, that is, it is suitable for the domineering of opening and closing, and it can also be subtle and subtle, which is very different from the delicate euphemism that the sword can show.

Since the strange and somewhat creepy name of the burial knife tomb entered the rivers and lakes, those swordsmen seem to be inseparable from this sect that still does not know the specific location.

The mortuary knife is cast in the grave, and the most spiritual knife is cast.

The mortuary grave collects the knife, and collects the famous and nameless knives all over the world.

There is a knife in the grave of the mortuary, and you can recognize the sword of the Lord and the protector of the Lord by yourself.

It's just that this knife, which should be a mortuary grave, was unsheathed, and the Wudang, who was full of sword intent, couldn't raise his head a little.

The martial arts swordsman, who first learns the soft sword, then the heavy sword, and finally learns something before he can change to a wooden sword, can be said to be the most unfortunate and equivalent to the first entry into the heavenly realm among the martial artists, and now he is suppressed by a dagger, how can Zhang Jiuding not be surprised?

It is also hearsay that there are many deeds about this sect, and Zhang Jiuding did not believe it at first because the knife mound that only existed in the legend had eight or nine out of ten knives in the world.

Now I believe it.

With such a divine weapon in the sword, how can he not control ten thousand knives?

Zhang Jiuding looked at the slightly thin body in the mountain wind that came step by step, and began to regret that he had pushed Han Youyu out in such a hurry.

The already weak and sickly color on Han Youyu's face became even more pale, thinking about stepping back his legs but not obeying the call, he should have been frightened and panicked, and he actually sat on the ground with his ass.

Ye Yao followed the voice and slowly moved forward, one step at a time, not just saying that Yu Han Youyu listened, as if he had told everyone on the other side.

"Let's just do it one by one."

"In the city, you want to steal the knife, steal the knife of our mortician grave knifeman, is it ridiculous? Even if you are discovered, you are still coercing me, is it ridiculous? You're still using me to coerce my brother, isn't it ridiculous? ”

Three rhetorical questions, and all the contradictions between the two people in Anjia City were said, and the heavy Taoist priest in front of the Taihe Hall was confused.

Regarding the actions of the three generations of disciples of the outer sect, don't say that it is the Taoist priests, even Zhang Jiuding and Han Dingtian, they can't help but be a little stunned.

What kind of evil did this kid commit to be so bold?!

The night is still gone.

"I knew that you didn't dare to kill me at the time, and besides, I later learned that it was just my own paranoid niece and some personal grudges with our family, so I changed my way to fool you into doing this unfortunate thing. Therefore, you are also a big wrongdoer, why are you so bad, let a little girl play with it, and it is not a shame to be ashamed? If you really want to talk about it, although a slap doesn't make a sound, you two are fifty-five, you can't blame all of you or her. So, I really didn't blame you much that time. ”

Brushed away the messy hair blown by the wind, and smiled beautifully at night.

"But I still hate you, do you know what I hate you?"

Naturally, Ye Yao, who didn't want Han Youyu to answer this question, paused for a moment, as if he was pinching people's hearts, leaving enough time for the other party to think.

She continued: "In the first days of the city, even if you killed that woman by mistake, what does it have to do with me? Even if you come to the door and slander me, I just asked my brother to teach you a lesson, and I didn't think about it. At that time, I wanted to follow my younger brother to go south and north steadily, maybe in a few years, I can wait for him to get married and give birth to a big fat boy, and then, this life will be the simplest. But later, these serendipitous things collided, and I discovered something amazing. ”

It's not a step by step, but this blind woman seems to be stepping on her heartstrings step by step, and the words that smashed in her head made Han Youyu really regret at this moment how he followed his brother to Lixia City with a hot head, so that he had lived in embarrassment for half a month, especially now, as if he had entrusted his life to others.

It's just that Han Youyu is only left with panicked helplessness at the moment.

The blind woman who was called "murderous by the mouth" by the Wudang mountain guards came and was still chattering.

"I'm afraid you don't understand it, how can you understand? I hate that you appeared too late, almost smoothed out the edges and corners of my brother three years ago, and I was still in the gentle countryside without knowing it, and I was happy to play these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. But I still want to thank you, thank you for letting me stop the loss in time, and I didn't ruin my brother's chance in this life. Alas, how do you understand? You are just a fool who thinks about how to bully the good all day long, and your mind is full of dirty thoughts, how can you understand the thoughts and thoughts of people who have a good heart? So, don't be afraid, just like in Lixia City, it's good to teach you a little lesson, it won't hurt too much. ”

Han Youyu suddenly felt that there was murder in the godless eyes of the woman opposite.

Standing still in front of Han Youyu, Ye Yao was a flirtatious skirt, squatting down like a village woman's laundry.

Han Youyu's breathing, which became short of fear out of fear, fell on her ears, which also made Ye Ya sneer.

"My mother told me before she left, my brother has caused too much trouble, and she wants me to do more good deeds and eliminate disasters for my brother, so that I can get more opportunities for my brother. Because I am his bearer of the knife, the bearer of the grave of the knife. ”

Zhang Jiuding opened his eyes, revealing a moment of horror.

"The knife bearer of the mortuary grave, please the knife master, Luan, drink blood."

On the top of Tianzhu Peak, His Royal Highness Taihe, on the altar of ascension, there are swords and swords, and the mountain wind is great.

Knife bearer.

A unique name that exists only in the grave of the mortuary.

There are thousands of swordsmen in the world, even if they are some dignitaries or heroes, they dare not say that they will invite a person who bears the knife for themselves, let alone those who walk the rivers and lakes and live without a fixed place.

This is not the case with the Knife Grave.

Whoever bears a sword will have a bearer of the sword by his side.

Whoever recognizes the Lord with a sword, must first choose the person who bears the sword, and then confess the Lord.

The knife is in the people, and the knife destroys and two people die; People are in the sword, and people are dead and the knife is in the church.

The person who bears the knife, makes the knife man, the two are combined, and one is indispensable.

And the man with the knife inserted the short blade called "Luan", which could suppress some blades and make people feel a chill in their hearts, in the middle of Han Youyu's chest, less than half an inch deep, and it was never fatal.

This single-edged dagger, known as the co-owner of the world's hegemon, is not an exaggeration to say that it will be broken.

The night is far away, and the knife is drawn.

Not a drop of blood.

As if he didn't feel a trace of pain, Han Youyu watched the dagger plunge into his chest and leave, and seemed to feel the coolness on the dagger.

How sharp and refreshing.

Without pausing, without waiting for the reaction of Han Youyu, who was already frightened, Ye Yaoer chuckled, and there was a taste of bloodthirstiness.

"Killing people pays for their lives, and debts are repaid, which is justified. The second knife is to seek justice for the woman in Lixia City, whose name you may not even know. ”

Han Youyu couldn't believe that he could see the murderous aura in these eyes that didn't have a trace of brilliance.

Still a woman.

Han Youyu was completely panicked, and the killing intent that couldn't be hidden in those empty eyes could be felt even by a fool, and it was cold in the hearts of the people.

The dagger struck again, Han Youyu was no longer stunned, and the sudden pain in his chest made him instantly sweat coldly, screaming in pain, and retreating backwards with his hands and feet.

Obviously, this face that he once coveted is now tantamount to the devil, which makes him want to break his heart.

As if she was not affected by blindness at all, this beautiful woman who seemed to be powerless waved her dagger skillfully, with a perfect arc, and slashed towards Han Youyu's neck, striving to kill with one blow.

In the dim sky, in the panicked exclamation of this arrogant and domineering son, with a sound of "Fusheng Immeasurable" resounded through the Flying Altar, reflecting Han Youyu's somewhat deformed face due to fear, the dagger's attack failed.

No one expected Zhang Jiuding to make a move.

This old Tao, who has been in the position of head for a long time and has never moved his own identity, even if he passes by the Wuji Pavilion where the inner disciples in the back hall practice martial arts on weekdays, he only gives advice, and never says that he will personally demonstrate one or two.

For at least more than 20 years, the people in the mountains have only heard of Han Youyu's mental or physical techniques that have been instructed by them.

Between the swaying of the big sleeves, Zhang Jiuding danced like a fairy, grabbed Han Youyu's collar, and returned to the same place again as if he had not moved at all.

The two great monks who already wanted to make a move also stopped in place under the obstruction of the third watch of the night, and they didn't know why.

Obviously, it was expected, Ye Yiying got up and sneered: "You still say that it's not a Taoist priest who is messing around?" ”

The unhurried night is quite like the demeanor of everyone who does not change the face of Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, and did not blink his eyelids for the strong wind that blew quickly, and continued: "Today, I will put your life on hold, and someone will collect it in the future, so I don't want to do more than that." The matter has come to this, it is useless to say more, goodbye to the rivers and lakes. ”

She turned around and walked back, and said, "In addition, it is really smelly and smelly." ”

"Presumptuous!"

The roundabout insults naturally provoke the anger of the other party.

Without waiting for Zhang Jiuding to speak, he had already seen his son so injured, and heard the other party insulting his master, Han Dingtian was angry from his heart, and when he stepped on the ground, his body was about to pounce on the night.

Just immediately after that, he was grabbed by Zhang Jiuding's eyes.

Nightshade sideways.

"Huh."

It's all mockery.