When the epidemic broke out, no one could stay out of the matter, so Nan Huaijin was in charge.

The money bag fell into the hand of the young man, and it contained a silver double tael, and the young man threw it in his hand, the silver was heavy, and he did not cover his face, and when he laughed, a slightly longer tiger tooth was revealed on the left side.

He killed six corpses, one of them of the officials, and the other five of them, and these hungry people were as thin as dry wood, skin and bones, and even the cheekbones of the face could be seen bulging.

In the distance, a man and a woman dismounted, a man with a veil and a small step over, with two swords on his back, and looked at him hatefully, "These people, but you killed them?"

The young man stretched his waist, the sword in his hand was still dripping blood, "He could see that the person was not good, and he laughed hoarsely: "Eh, don't get me wrong, these people killed the official, but I just avenged the dead official and killed these ungrateful beasts who just wanted to be satisfied." ”

His voice is very light, and the sword in his hand dances with the shadow of the sword, and once he faces the enemy, he can take the lead anytime and anywhere.

A man and a woman are Nan Huai Jin and Zhu Qiu, Nan Huai Jin in men's attire is full of three points of heroism, she has already taken off the chiffon behind her after listening to it, the chiffon is slowly unsheathed, and the sword body is full of cold light.

The young man stared and muttered to himself: "A good sword, this is a pattern forged with fine iron, at least it must be the level of a swordsmith to make such a sword." ”

It's just that this sword is going to kill him, the sword light flashed, the sword body did not arrive, the sharp sword qi took a step first, the young man turned his head sideways, the sword qi swept over the young man's forehead, and the three sections of hair were cut off one after another!

At the last moment, the young man's sword also pressed against the sword of this sword, and the man was unforgiving, and the sword was missed, and the swordsmanship turned into several cold lights.

"Hey! I've said it all! It's these hungry people who killed this official, I can do chivalrous righteousness, kill these hungry people, you have to make another move, I have to fight back!" The young man's sword was against Nan Huaijin's sword, and the chiffon blade could only be entangled by this sword, and after a few moves, Nan Huaijin snorted coldly and attached true qi to the sword, and sealed his throat with a sword at the young man.

"Is this all murderous?" the young man was angry and wanted to use his sword as the sword with the sword aura.

The moment the sword just touched the sword qi, the entire sword body was shredded into countless pieces, and a paragraph resounded on the ground.

"Hey boy, do you know who I am?" The young man was angry and jumped out of a distance, his martial arts foundation was far inferior to the kid in front of him, and the sword in his hand was not as good as this person, so he had to move out of the background first to scare him.

Stretched out his hand and took out a token from behind his waist, which was engraved with the word "Wan Amnesty", which was an iron order given by the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, and one order could let the martial artists of the world know that the order came from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and was blessed by the Ten Thousand Swords Gate.

"Wanjianmen?" Nan Huaijin frowned, she naturally knew some of the old sect of this sword sect, the ancestor of the sword path pardoned the seven dusts, the sword path was through the gods, and she was generally the heavenly vein, known as the sword martial arts, the first in the world, when the sect was established, 10,000 people went to Wentang Mountain to learn swords, and the old sword sect was stationed behind the mountain gate with 13,500 swords, cutting down the mountain to open the sect, and the sword pointed to the cliff in front of the mountain to engrave the three words of the ten thousand swords, which has a very high reputation in the rivers and lakes of the Great Song Dynasty, some people say that the sword gate in the world is thirteen, and Wentang Mountain accounts for ten.

The young man exhaled a breath and patted his chest, there was still rice porridge in the porridge shed on one side, so rare that he could see grass and millet, he filled himself a bowl, and did not look at the dead body on the ground, swallowed a few mouthfuls, frowned and threw it on the ground, and the pottery bowl fell to pieces.

"Can I drink this porridge? I have drunk all the grass seeds, I am really a corrupt official, and I have obviously transported more than a dozen loads of money and silver. ”

Several headless corpses attracted mosquitoes, and no one would take care of these corpses, and it only took a day or two to get maggots.

Nan Huaijin looked at the young man with an indifferent look, gritted his teeth angrily and said, "You have killed so many people, and you can still drink porridge? Wanjianmen is a famous and decent family, how can it accept a disciple like you." ”

"Why can't I drink porridge when I kill someone? Besides, I'm not a murderer, I'm doing the right thing for heaven. ”

"It's all crooked, you kid is listening to who is talking nonsense, you are obviously careless about human life. Zhu begged to see him talk back, and said angrily.

"An old Taoist priest surnamed Wei, that's what he said, killing people pays for their lives, it's justified, they killed the officials, I killed them for the officials, this is the way for heaven, it is a great thing, and it is a great good thing to accumulate blessings and virtues. ”

The young man glanced at the gruel in the pot again, and he said softly: "It's just a small bowl of rice mixed with some grass seeds, and even the bran is not willing to give to the homeless people to eat, it is really a corrupt official." ”

Nan Huaijin withdrew her long sword and put it behind her back, she walked over and took a look, it was indeed the same as what the young man said, there were some broken rice grass seeds floating in a large pot of boiling water.

"What kind of porridge shed is this where the emperor came to save people's lives? I'm afraid that all the money has gone into the pockets of those corrupt officials," the young man said indignantly: "People like us, who practice martial arts every day, don't we just think that one day, we will be able to travel all over the world and do chivalrous deeds?"

"Don't count me, I'm not as bad as you. Nan Huaijin tilted her head, she was wearing a white veil, and she couldn't see the true face inside.

"Don't say that, we don't know each other, the words on the side of the road, in the mouths of storytellers, not all of them are like this, and now there is such a saying on the rivers and lakes, those who fight like us get acquainted, they have to bow down, see the martial saint, and be brothers. The boy was suddenly excited, and he took out a small saint statue from the burden on his back, and somehow found a handful of incense.

Nan Huaijin was stunned, confused by the actions of the young man in front of him, Zhu Qiu also looked strange, glanced at Nan Huaijin, and asked strangely, "What are you going to do here?"

"I heard that the candle incense of Fuguang Temple, the most effective, there are many lovers where to burn incense and worship the Buddha, the Buddha statue is not, I stole a little saint a few days ago, I want to come to the position is not bad, the brother's surname is Chen, a single name a Tao word. ”

The young man actually took a clay bowl and covered it with the soil that had been soaked with gruel, and the statue of the little saint was placed in front of the bowl.

"What are you going to do?" Nan Huaijin is still the first time she has seen this kind of person, and she is actually going to bow to her who was still playing a few tricks just now just because she heard that there was such a bridge in the talking book. There are still a few headless corpses lying here, and no one cares about the official who died on the ground, what kind of scene is this?

"Senior sister, this person is really strange, he is not a madman. Zhu Qiu stepped forward and said, her voice was very soft, but Nan Huaijin heard it clearly.

There are really all kinds of people on the rivers and lakes, Nan Huaijin looked at his actions, and then looked at the dead corpses on the ground, all of which had mosquitoes.

"It's all right, give. The young man grabbed three sticks of incense in his hand and handed them over.

"You madman, who wants to bow to you?" Nan Huaijin turned around and left, but was grabbed by the arm by the young man.

"What are you going to do, we're brothers who want to worship," the young man smiled, his body was indeed extremely fast, Nan Huaijin frowned, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that this person was very skinny, like a burden wrapped around her arm.

"You let go!" Zhu Qiu said coldly, and pulled out the short sword in his hand, about to stab this unreasonable person in the heart.

"Thief, I've been looking for you for three days, and I turned out to be here. ”

Zhu Qiu raised his head when he heard the voice, Nan Huaijin and Chen Tao also looked over,

On the eaves in the distance, there was a person standing with a sword in his arms, staring at Chen Tao.

Chen Tao smiled: "Isn't it just an iron card? It's useless with me, and you will pay you back." ”

"Don't you think, it's too late to say you want to pay me back now?" the man sneered, the long sword in his arms was unsheathed, and then he spoke to Nan Huaijin and Zhu Qiu: "Let's go, this person still has a grudge against me in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another sound in the distance, and four people on each side of the aisle fell down with light skills, holding cold swords in their hands.

"I'll just say, in this world, how can there be such a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Zhu Qiu snorted coldly, and lowered his eyebrows to look at Chen Tao, who was still a scoundrel: "Don't let go of your hand yet." ”

Chen Tao touched the back of his head a little embarrassed, but Nan Huaijin didn't care about him, he also snorted and walked aside, and Zhu Qiu followed.

"You have been chasing me for so long, and you don't sit down to eat something?" Chen Tao got up and patted the blood stains on his body, he didn't seem to be afraid of anything, just hehe, he still had a scabbard, but the sword in the scabbard had been twisted into countless pieces by Nan Huaijin before.

Chen Tao spooned himself a bowl of porridge, which was really a clear soup-like porridge.

"No one even asks for ten copper coins for this iron brand, and the name of your Ten Thousand Swords Sect is becoming more and more worthless. Chen Tao didn't forget to say a few words of Ten Thousand Swords Sect when he spoke.

"In the middle of the sword gate, there was a light rain, and the disciple of the ten thousand swords, the light rain sword, was poor, and asked the thief Chen Tao to ask for advice. Zeng Qian gradually reported his name, jumped down from the eaves, and slowly drew out the long sword in his arms, about to fight with the prodigal in front of him.

Several disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect surrounded Chen Tao, several of them were holding cold swords, and no one paid attention to the dead bodies on the ground, as if they were a few wild cats and wild dogs, just some carrion.

"Ten Thousand Swordsmen, Anshu. ”

"Wanjianmen, Qiu Shaoqi. ”

"Wanjianmen, Sun He. ”

"Shen Huang Sword Dao, Qi Zi is confused. One of them finally walked out, and finally he was no longer a person from Wanjianmen, so he only arched his hand and said, "I've asked for advice." ”

A few people who were in the way with Zeng Qian also came out and said.

"Shen Huang Sword Dao, why are they?" Nan Huaijin looked puzzled, and Zhu Qiu also stood beside her and asked puzzledly.

Shenhuang Kendo, there was a Huanghuang sword old swordsman, killed 603 soldiers in the Southern Tang Dynasty, known as Shenhuang Kendo, known for its amazing swordsmanship, true qi and brilliant spirit, and famous for its vast sword qi.

There are not many disciples of Shenhuang Kendo, dozens of people sit in Shenhuang Pond, and those who have been handed down are all famous disciples, everyone is strong in martial arts, and they are famous in the rivers and lakes.

It's that this person is not famous, Qi Zi is confused, I think he has also entered the rivers and lakes to practice, look at him and his colleagues in Wanjianmen, Nan Huaijin is a little sympathetic to the disciple in front of him, and he is obviously an inexplicable madman.

Chen Tao smiled, and he didn't know what he was proud of, holding the half bowl of light cyan gruel in his hand, and said to himself: "Everyone practices kendo, but only I learn the human heart?"

"People's hearts, you say to these people who died that you are learning people's hearts?" Zeng Qian sneered, he didn't want to wait, and walked over slowly, "What a madman." ”