The martial arts mountain man lost his sword, and while slamming his body, he waved his broad robe, and shot out a cloud of true qi, preventing the sleepless pine sword from piercing in.

is also his internal strength, so embarrassed like a lost dog, but he can still support it.

Sleepless at night, seeing this person resisting to the death, but it was not good to kill him with a sword. There are still many questions about the lord and the lady to be asked of him.

While suppressing, he asked: "Thief, let me ask you, why do you want to imitate Luo Fanxi's handwriting and do things for Jinyiwei?" You were originally from the rivers and lakes, but you became a lackey of the government and Jinyiwei! ”

The people of Wugong Mountain didn't know what he meant by asking, let alone how he learned that he imitated Luo Fanxi's handwriting, so he didn't answer.

Sleepless at night, he picked up the long sword and slashed dangerously around the shoulders of the Wugong Mountain people, this move "swinging his chest and generating stratus clouds", cutting his Taoist robe through a few cuts, and directly hurting the flesh inside.

The people of Wugong Mountain complained bitterly.

He has no blade in his hands, so naturally he is not an opponent who sleeps at night. I thought, if this time continues, if I am not careful, I am afraid that it will be folded in the hands of this little girl.

Hurriedly picked up the topic that had just been thrown out by Sleepless Night, tried to delay time, and said, "What are you asking Luo Fanxi about?" ”

Sleepless at night: "I am the maid next to Luo Xiangzhu, Luo Xiangzhu is Luo Fanxi's daughter, why do you say I want to ask?" ”

The martial arts mountain man pushed out a palm, and the palm wind barely stabbed the sword in front of his chest and flicked it away an inch.

After trying to figure out the relationship between Sleepless Night and Luo Fanxi, he said loudly: "Luo Fanxi took away my love, I hate to beat him into the eighteenth layer of hell!" It just so happened that Jin Yiwei found me and asked me to imitate his handwriting, and said that by doing so, he could make his case into an iron case, and there would never be a day when the case would be overturned, so I naturally should cooperate! ”

Sleepless nodded secretly.

It was recorded in "Forgotten Things" that the people of Wugong Mountain loved Tan Jingyi but couldn't. Then, it is normal for Luo Fanxi, who got Tan Jingyi, to be hated by the people of Wugong Mountain.

It's just that I never expected that this hatred could reach such a level.

Sleepless and curious, he said, "Then how did you learn my master's handwriting?" It's really embarrassing for you to pinch your nose and imitate his handwriting when you hate him so much. ”

Under the persecution of the sleepless sword force at night, the people of Wugong Mountain became more and more embarrassed, and their robes were fragmented and cut into pieces.

Hearing Sleepless Night talk about handwriting, he seemed to have forgotten the current situation, and laughed while dodging: "What's so difficult to learn a handwriting!" Na Luo Fanxi claims to be a hero of the world, and there are countless people who come to him. I casually arranged for a person to lurk beside him, don't talk about his handwriting, I know all kinds of his secret things, including his room affairs, hehe, do you want to hear it? ”

The night is sleepless and speechless.

He originally thought that the Wugong Mountain people sent undercover agents to approach Luo Fanxi in order to kill Luo Fanxi, but he didn't think about it, just to spy on Luo Fanxi's various secrets.

This person seems to be a bit perverted.

Sleepless at night hurriedly said: "This kind of secret, you should still treasure it yourself and steal it." He hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Why do you want to send someone to approach my master?" ”

"Of course it's because, of course, he took my love!" The people of Wugong Mountain gritted their teeth and rattled, and they wanted to have the urge to choose someone to eat.

Sleepless at night was even more puzzled: "My lord took away your love, and you sent someone to approach him but didn't kill him...... Did you lay that chess piece just to find out what was secret in his boudoir? ”

Wugong Mountain's pale face suddenly turned red, as if he had been hit by Sleepless Night, and he forcibly defended: "What is the secret of Luofan Creek...... I'm actually going to visit Jingyi's boudoir...... Let's see if she gets boudoir fun, I can't get her, can't I ask her? ”

The sleepless face gradually darkened.

This person's mentality is so distorted that he can say anything?

The sword in his hand was even more ferocious, ready to kill this fang: "You probe day and night, I thought you cared about Mrs. Jingyi, but unexpectedly, you just probed people's private secrets to satisfy the perverted possessiveness." Now that Mrs. Jingyi and my master have been ordered to return to Huangquan, I will take your head and go to sacrifice for them and his husband and wife! ”

He was about to change his move and seal his throat with a sword, but he saw that the martial arts mountain man was stunned for a long time, and then beat his chest like crazy, and shouted loudly: "What did you say? Jing Yi is dead? Jing Yi is dead? It can't be, she can't die! ”

Sleepless Night was slightly surprised, and said secretly: "He is in the palace, and he has to see Uncle Tan Jingcheng, could it be that Uncle Tan didn't tell him about Mrs. Jingyi's return to heaven?" ”

After thinking about it, maybe Uncle Tan despised this person and refused to tell him, because he didn't know, but there was nothing strange about it.

"Don't be coy here, thief, I'll kill you and eliminate the harm for the great Jiangxi Wugong Mountain. Outstanding martial arts, bright moon, out of a scum like you, it is really a shame for Jiangxi. ”

Sleepless at night and no more words, what he wanted to know, since he knew almost everything, there was no need for this martial arts mountain man to stay.

A sword was about to seal its throat, only to see a figure flashing, and the three-pointed fork set aside the loose sword. Sleepless at night, he looked at it, and it was Lu Feng, the general of the Naji Palace, who suddenly appeared.

What a Lu Feng! He holds a fork in his right hand to keep the night from sleepless; Holding a sword in his left hand, he threw it to the martial arts mountain man.

While sleepless at night, he smiled and said: "Little girl, you are very fast, I have a lot of effort to chase you!" He turned back to the martial arts mountain people and smiled kindly: "This brother, this is your sword, right?" I picked it up for you, no thanks! ”

Sleepless at night was suddenly intervened by him, and he was not annoyed, smiled faintly, looked down, and said, "Your left hand ......"

"Hehe, my left hand, what's wrong with my left hand? You dare to play such a distracting trick to trick me? Lu Feng smiled contemptuously, and when he saw his left hand out of the corner of his eye, his smile suddenly froze.

But his left hand, which was originally good, suddenly turned black. A black gas suddenly rose and quickly spread upward. The speed was extremely fast, and it seemed that it had submerged the entire palm, spilling deep into the elbow that was covered by the black armor.

"Ahh Lu Feng's face suddenly turned hideous, the pain he had never experienced in his life came from his hand, his fists were clenched, and his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh of his palm, but it could not alleviate the pain eleventh.

"It's a ~"

A cold light appeared, the long sword roared, blood sprayed, and the armored left arm was removed shoulder to shoulder. It was the martial arts mountain man who suddenly took out his sword and cut off Lu Feng's left hand.

This person seemed to be grieving because of Tan Jingyi's death at the last moment, but at this moment, he calmed down again.

He looked at Lu Feng and said: "General Lu, there is a lot of poison on the hilt of the sword of the poor road, unless you take my special pill in advance, anyone who holds it without permission will be poisoned, and the poison will die if it enters the ventricle." While the poison was still in his hand, Poor Dao had no choice but to take matters into his own hands and cut off your left arm. ”