In this courtyard, the peach tree has withered, and it grows abruptly here, looking very lonely.

Shen Shifang retracted his thoughts, gathered his dantian, and took advantage of the defenselessness of the five people in the courtyard to throw out the green sword with a move of the sea of twenty-four character swordsmanship, and whirled around to kill the person who was facing away from him.

When the green sword returned to Shen Shifang's hands, the remaining three had already discovered the menacing former.

"Who are you, and why did you kill them?" said one of the middle-aged men.

They didn't recognize Shen Shifang, after all, there was still a big gap between him and his original appearance.

However, Shen Shifang could recognize them.

Their clothes were not black, though. But the armor on their chests and the bracers on their hands were engraved with the symbols of the Shura Temple.

Also, they had a round sign around their waists, which was exactly the same as the one Shen Shifang had obtained outside Baixi City before.

Therefore, Shen Shifang did not kill the wrong people, they were the people left behind in the Shura Palace. He said coldly, "Hmph, Shura Hall is right?"

"Who the hell are you?" The man's murderous intent had reached its peak, and he wanted to find out the relevant information about Shen Shifang before he went to ask for credit.

If you kill Shen Shifang, but you don't know who the other party is?

"You don't have to know, because the bridge is waiting for you to cross. ”

Shen Shifang pointed to the world, and with the blessing of treading snow and looking for plum blossoms with half a bucket of water, the speed was also very fast.

After all, stepping on the snow to find plum blossoms is personally taught by Hua Luo, which is very authentic.

After Shen Shifang's move came out, the Shura Hall headed by him said in shock: "This is the green sword of the detachment, he must be related to Tiansha." On the seventy-second, you quickly went to Zhuxincheng for help. Eighty-four, you and I are here to hold him back, don't be careless. ”

The Shura Hall still thinks it is a very secret institution, and all the people of the Shura Hall have no names, only serial numbers. Except, of course, for a few key members of the Shura Temple.

As everyone knows, more than ten years ago, it was indeed a secret existence, and now as long as there is some status in the rivers and lakes, or high-level national officials, they can know the institution of the Shura Palace.

So Seventy-Two nodded and said, "Well, follow the leader's orders." ”

After saying that, he wanted to run, but Shen Shifang didn't give him this opportunity. When he was about to stab Eighty-Four in the throat with one of his fingers, the latter drew his sword at an unusual speed to block it, and then couldn't stand the attack of the middle spirit and flew out upside down.

And Shen Shifang did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but swung a sword to force back and wanted to entangle the leader of his Shura Palace.

It's a pity that it's not the realm of high spirits, otherwise this sword can form a sword qi, and it will definitely make that leader's body different.

Then Shen Shiyi's feet shone brightly, and he stepped on the snow to find plums, and instantly caught up with No. 72, who was about to escape.

The blade of the sword slammed forward, half of which sank into the back of Seventy-two, and then kicked the unsuccessful Seventy-two away, and then looked back to face the remaining two.

And these two people are not simple, look at their dantian condensation, one is about five layers of the first spirit, and the other is about two layers of the middle spirit.

Not to be taken lightly!

This is Shen Shifang's only thought at the moment, he doesn't have any extra mess, he goes up is to convey the true qi to the green sword, swinging away the sword of the leader of the Shura Palace.

Then he took a few steps back, the blade slicing between his fingers, his eyes closed. Then the sword pointed to the sky, and there were words in his mouth: "With my blood, borrow the spirit of all things, chase the moon and meteors!"

I saw a strong wind around Shen Shifang, and his footsteps and body matched, attacking the leader like a tornado.

Eight consecutive heavy hits!

One blow breaks through the sword defense, the second blow breaks through the true qi defense, and the third blow directly disembowels the belly.

Before he had completely finished attacking the Eight Swords of the Moon Chasing Meteor, under the exquisite and powerful swordsmanship, Shen Shifang could almost be regarded as killing the leader of the Shura Hall who was one level higher than him.

When the wind had cleared, the leader fell straight down, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't bat a glance.

The remaining No. 84 had already retreated, and turned around and ran away with a false move.

Shen Shifang was not in a hurry, and the battle intent in his heart was still the same as at the beginning. He picked up the battle knife that had been neatly cut by his own green sword, condensed his true qi in his hand, and flew the broken knife out.

Then, a scream was heard, and there was no movement.

Shen Shifang gradually retracted the anger in his heart, and looked at the peach tree that had stripped off its branches and leaves, and a sense of sadness arose.

"Brother, it's okay!" Xiao Yang walked over with Situ Jie, and looked left and right at the death of the people on the ground.

"How are you, are you hurt?" asked Situ Jie with concern.

The expression on his face was visible, but it startled her. Shen Shifang's face was dull, his eyes were hollow, and his brows seemed to be painful.

"Away from grace. Situ Jie gently tugged on Shen Shifang's sleeve.

Shen Shifang came back to his senses and calmed down, he forced a smile and said, "It's not hurt, don't worry." ”

Then he and Xiao Yang started to bury the five bodies in the backyard.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he walked through the front yard with dirty hands and pushed open the door, most of which had been replaced.

Looking left and right, every time he picked up an object, it deeply evoked his memories and his separation.

Situ Jie didn't bother, just followed him quietly with Xiao Yang.

"Let's go! Go see Mrs. Yang, and then pick her up and take her to Zhuxincheng to settle down. Shen Shifang shook his head and sighed.

Subsequently, on the way to Xiao Yang's house, Situ Jie asked, "Who is Old Madam Yang?"

"It's my grandmother. Xiao Yang's nervous and excited mood was shown on his face.

"How much are you hiding from us?" Situ Jie asked, indeed the two brothers who were like a fan.

"Not much, mostly made up. Shen Shifang's face now looked indifferent and breezy, and it seemed that the look just now had been swept away.

"Your names are also fake?" asked Situ Jie, tilting his head.

Shen Shifang saw such a cute side of her, and couldn't believe that she would be so cold to strangers a few months ago.

Then he chuckled and did not speak.

Situ Jie turned his head to ask Xiao Yang, who was just stupidly amused, his eyes looking at the wooden house that was getting closer and closer.

When he walked outside the fence, an old woman was sitting in the courtyard, busy with needlework in her hands, as if she was sewing clothes, and did not see the three men.

"Grandmother!" Xiao Yang said before the sound reached the ears of Mrs. Yang.

She paused at the familiar voice, then looked up incredulously at the three of them.

That's because the voice is the good grandson she misses day and night, but this person's face ...... But it's not the same person.

Xiao Yang knelt in front of Mrs. Yang with tears in her eyes, and shouted again: "Grandmother, I'm back to see you." ”

Old Madam Yang suspiciously probed: "You... Yes?"

"Grandmother, I'm Xiao Yang!" Xiao Yang wiped the happy tears in his eyes.

After all, he is only a teenager who is less than fourteen years old, how can he endure not having family affection by his side for a long time?

Although he said that he and Shen Shifang are not brothers, their feelings are better than brothers. But after all, there is still no blood relationship!

And whenever Xiao Yang thinks of his grandmother being alone at home, he feels ten thousand uneasy.

"Are you really a little Yang, but how have you changed?" Old Madam Yang still couldn't believe that in just a few months, a teenager could change his appearance.

"Brother Shifang and I have changed our faces. Xiao Yang said.

"Ten squares, are you ten squares?"

"Old Madam Yang, Shifang is here to make amends to you, it was I who caused Xiao Yang to go into exile with me. Shen Shifang saluted, his words and expressions full of guilt.

"Child, if you don't say this, it's no wonder you. Old Madam Yang can believe it now, the voices of the two people have been heard for so many years, and they can tell the difference, "Come, my grandson! Let me see if you have lost weight?"

"Shifang?Xiao Yangyi?Is this the name of the two of them?It's just ...... Where do you feel like you've heard the name Shifang?" Situ Jie watched them reunite, and curiosity arose in his heart.

Shen Shifang smiled and took Mrs. Yang's silver needle, baked it with a fire, and then called over Xiao Yang.

The latter understood what he meant, so Shen Shifang tapped a few acupuncture points on Xiao Yang's face with silver needles, and then removed his false eyebrows.

When they saw Xiao Yang again, they had changed back to their original appearance.

Old Madam Yang said with tears in her eyes: "If it's really my little Yang Yan, you have suffered, child." ”

"It's not bitter, it's not bitter, Brother Shifang has always taken care of me, and there are many people who care about me. Xiao Yang said.

"Who is this?" Old Madam Yang seemed to have just discovered Situ Jie.

In fact, she was immersed in a joyful mood and didn't pay too much attention.

"This is Miss Situ, our friend. Shen Shifang introduced.

Situ Jie smiled happily, he finally regarded himself as a friend, she said, "I've seen Old Madam Yang, just call me Jie'er." ”

"Okay, good, this girl looks really smart, this handsome appearance is really rare in the world. Old Madam Yang said with a kind face.

Old Madam Yang smiled. Situ Jie glanced at Shen Shifang to see if he reacted.

There was indeed a reaction, he rubbed his nose and said, "We are pressed for time, Xiao Yang, you can clean up briefly with Old Madam Yang, and before it gets dark, let's leave here first." ”

"Why are you leaving?" said Mrs. Yang hesitantly.

"Old Madam Yang, I'll let Xiao Yang tell you on the road later, I don't have time to explain now. Shen Shifang said seriously.

Mrs. Yang didn't insist on anything, as long as her grandson was safe, it didn't matter where she went.

When they went to pack their things, Shen Shifang took out a bronze mirror from the east room. Because the light in the house was relatively dim, he asked Situ to restore his face in the courtyard.

After a while, after Shen Shifang took off the silver needle, his facial features and face shape slowly changed, his sunken cheeks bulged, and the corners of his eyes did not rise, but slowly pulled them down, and then took off his eyebrows as well.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Shifang's original face was restored in front of Situ Jie. The bridge of the nose is high, the eyebrows are like the edge of the sword, and the eyes are no longer Danfeng eyes.

His well-defined and handsome face is not only sunny, but also somewhat uninhibited and free-spirited. His eyes, in particular, have an unusual sense of calmness when they look deeply.

This was Situ Jie's first impression, and she suddenly smiled heartily: "Now you can't deny it, right? You are the person I met on the streets of Zhuxincheng." ”

"I'm sorry, for some reason, I had to go incognito and disguise. Shen Shifang said with a wry smile.

Facing Situ Jie, he always didn't want to deceive her in his heart, and he felt a little guilty. The former believed and supported him unconditionally, no matter what.

"It's okay, it's just that you look like this, and with your literary talent, it's enough to charm thousands of girls in Zhuxincheng. Situ Jie quipped with a slightly red face.

Shen Shifang was surprised, this is not like the previous style, when will Miss Situ also say something indecent?

He shook his head markedly and said with a wry smile: "It's a joke, it's a shallow study, and it's not good to see." ”

"But who are you?

"The surname is Shen, and the name is Shifang. I am what they call 'the evil of the country'. ”

(End of chapter)