The silver-faced rakshasa was silent, his hands were shaking, but his body seemed to be stiffened.

"Since this little ghost can't open his mouth, then let him say it for him. "Urging the cold wind to step on one foot on the long wooden bench, put a piece of wood on the other leg, and began to cut the wood with a short knife," There are many speculations about the origin of the Yama Palace, and there is one that is the most credible. The Yama Hall was originally a branch of the Dusk Han Building, and it was just a trick to be independent of the martial arts. The mystery of the Yama Hall is indeed difficult to steal. As far as I know, the various positions in the Yama Hall are also based on the ghost gate and the underworld. And under the command of Meng Po, there are thirteen little ghost protectors. Lord White Shadow, as I'm talking about, right?"

Delirium was quite helpless, sighed again, and said: "People are red and easy to be recognized wherever they go, this time I won't hide it, yes, I'm a white shadow, and I want to sign my own pen and paper······"

This life-threatening cold wind ignored the words of the god, his eyes were still cold, and he said, "It is said that the thirteen protectors can all walk in the martial arts alone, right?"

He bit the head of his chopsticks, nodded, and said, "The Yama Hall is not under my control, although I have never seen it, but I have indeed heard of it." ”

Urging Han Feng to sneer, he continued: "Just like that, a little ghost left the Yama Palace. With the light skills of the lone martial arts, he did a shady deed. ”

Delusion immediately turned his gaze to the silver-faced rakshasa, could this person be one of the remaining twelve protectors under Meng Po's command? Speaking of which, where are the gods and ghosts in the Yama Palace?

The cold hand slowly touched the white long sword behind his back, and he blocked him from drawing the sword with his hand, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"If you don't let me draw my sword, this silver-faced rat will die here today. ”

Leng Bu silently forcibly drew his sword, and the sound of the white long sword coming out of the sheath was like an angry dragon coming out of the abyss, and the sound of the sword drawing alone made people smell the bloody rain.

The delusional expression seemed to be in the spirit of watching a play and not being afraid of big things, but his tone pretended to be nervous: "Ah Leng, do you really want to be like this?"

Leng Buyu nodded, the sword had been drawn, but the swordsman's eyes had been closed. He held his sword in both hands, and the horizontal sword blocked his eyes.

"The two hall masters, although their subordinates are not in the Dusk Building, they have not defected from the Dusk Building, and they have not violated the rules of the building, is it ······?"

Before the silver-faced Rakshasa could finish his words, he saw seven silver lights flashing, and there were no scars on his body. It seems that the act of throwing a hidden weapon dart is throwing a dart with one hand facing forward.

"The ······ of the Hall"

Xiao Yu frowned, his tone was a little unkind, and said, "You didn't listen to the hall master of the Good Torture Hall say coldly, if he doesn't draw his sword, you will die here today." ”

The silver-faced rakshasa slowly turned around, but saw the urging cold wind standing behind him with a wooden sword in his hand, and seven different hidden weapons on the wooden sword were nailed to the sword wound.

The wooden sword was also punched into a small hole, and a silver needle pierced the wooden sword and nailed it into the red lacquered pillar behind the life-threatening cold wind.

"The silver-faced Rakshasa originally belonged to the Dusk Cold Building, and was the protector of the Yama Palace, and after betraying the Dusk Cold Building, he recruited members to collect gold and kill people as a business. On the seventeenth of last month, he assassinated Shang Jia Wancai in Ziwei City, and ten days later, he killed the idler Nangong Ziwen's cronies in Jingzhou, and Han Changfeng, the piano master. On the seventh day of the first month of this month, he killed Lin Muxiu in Yucheng, and on the seventeenth, he killed ······ in Bancheng."

"Needless to say. Leng Bu silently pointed his sword at the cold wind, the white long sword flashed in the light, and the blade flashed with a cold glow, "If it's true, it's indeed a big mistake on the part of the Dusk Han Building." If someone falsely accuses and says that in order to run the Good Torture Hall, I will not sit idly by. ”

As soon as he heard this name, Urging Han Feng frowned slightly, and said, "Good Torture Hall, I have never heard of good and evil in the Torture Hall. Okay, if that's the case, then what do you do with this silver-faced rakshasa ?"

Leng Buyu waved the sword in his hand lightly, urging the cold wind to fly up, and the original long wooden bench was split into seven or eight sections. You Jian was silent, his eyes were full of killing intent, and he said in a cold tone: "The criminal Lou is there, there is such a stool." ”

"It's a pity, I'm sitting here today and I'm urging the cold wind!"

The cold wind moved as fast as the wind, and everyone watched as he stabbed his sword into the chest of the silver-faced rakshasa, but the wooden blade burned itself without fire after stabbing into the chest. Before the silver-faced Rakshasa could speak, his body leaned and fell like this.

The bullets poured into his robe like the wind between his fingers, and his robe swelled, and his right eye was bloodshot.

"If you offend my siblings, they will be punished!" The people in the inn only heard a whooshing sound and a clanging sound. When the robe was restored to its original state, I saw that the tables and chairs of the inn were full of all kinds of hidden weapons nailed to the wooden beams. Money darts, swallow darts, soul chasing needles, Emei thorns, wishful beads······

There were as many as 18 kinds of hidden weapons shot at the snap of a finger, and these hidden weapons did not hurt the guests who ate and stayed in the inn.

"It is worthy of being a world-famous snitch, with eighteen types of hidden weapons in one hand. ”

A voice came, hoarse, and following the voice, the speaker was wearing a black hooded robe, which covered his man from head to toe.

Seeing that the man in black avoided the hidden weapon of delusion, he changed his tone coldly and quipped: "Son, your technique is not good, someone can remove all your hidden weapons with one hand, or follow me to learn the sword." ”

Knowing that the two from the Twilight Building were teasing each other, the man in black smiled, and then said, "If it weren't for the fact that the world-famous snitch Fang Cai used all his strength to throw it, then he might not be able to get rid of so many hidden weapons." ”

The cold white long sword pointed at the man in black who suddenly appeared, and the sword was wrapped with light blue sword qi, extremely cold, like the ice of the extreme north.

The man in black took out a crossbow that was slightly larger than his hand, and the arrow pointed at Leng Buyu, and said, "I have heard that the Sword Saint's cold and silent seven-star sword has a total of seven sets of swordsmanship, and the seven sets of swordsmanship can be matched with each other, a total of seventy-seven and forty-nine kinds. The white sword should be the first sword candle, if I remember correctly, the sword qi is cold. But no matter how strong the sword spirit of the Sword Saint is, the martial arts in the world can only be fast and unbreakable······"

As the words fell, the man in black pulled the trigger with his finger, and an iron arrow flew with a clang.

Seeing Leng Buyu knock down the iron arrow with a sword, the man in black couldn't help but admire: "It's really a good sword, the blades are opposite, and there are no dents." ”

Seeing the small crossbow in the hand of the man in black, he was silent and had even more murderous intent in his eyes, released his coercion, and said, "Where did you get the Yuanrong crossbow in your hand?"

The man in black laughed and said, "It seems that the two of you still remember this Zhuge crossbow, no, it should be said that it is a decisive crossbow." ”3800

"Whoosh", six wishful beads flew towards the man in black, and it was also six "whoosh" sounds, and the crossbow in the hand of the man in black shot six arrows in succession, shooting down six wishful beads.

The man in black was very satisfied with the small crossbow in his hand, he laughed, and continued: "I heard that this thing is not yet complete, and it is not easy to have such power even if it is an unfinished product. ”

What a loss of face it is for the things that are still being developed in the Duobao Pavilion to be lost in the rivers and lakes.

The delusion turned into a white shadow and shot at the man in black, but the man in black also turned into a black shadow and shot at Leng Buyu. The hand of the delusional man pressed on the artery of the cold wind, and the hand of the man in black also pressed on the artery of the cold and silent.

Seeing the other party's posture, he let out a foolish sigh and asked with a smile: "You will also be able to do this step Ye Duel?"

The man in black said arrogantly: "Buye is definitely not a kung fu of any school, but it is just difficult to practice." How can I not be able to do so?"

Hearing the words of the man in black, he nodded in agreement, and said: "Bu Ye Jue is not the highest light skill in the world, my original purpose is not you, and the person who kills me will be punished!"

The man in black thought the white shadow's words were quite interesting, and wondered, "Then aren't you afraid that my fingers will break the throat of the Sword Saint?"

He sighed and said in a lamented voice: "If you do it, I will give you 100,000 taels, gold!"

The delirium was still ridiculing the man in black, but the cold wind that was holding his arteries suddenly came out with a cold sentence: "The same words will be returned to you!"

His body was shaken by a breath of air, and he leaned back and slid out a few feet. On the other side, the man in black stood still.

And the man in black restrained him coldly and snorted coldly, and spit out four words in his mouth: "Wishful thinking." ”

I saw his body flash, and when he reached the man in black, the heavenly sword was on his neck.

"Firefly candles are cold, and if you hold them for a long time, this seat will also feel cold. ”

Leng Bu silently broke free from the man in black, and urged the cold wind to break free from delusion. Then I saw a swallow dart shoot out in vain, and the swallow dart lifted the hood of the man in black. And when the hood was lifted, the black-clothed man flashed and turned into a black shadow, and when he reappeared, the man appeared on the side of the dying cold wind again, and the hood was put on again.

The man in black raised the crossbow again, and traced it to Leng Bu again.

This time he was not happy, his cheeks bulged, and he said, "I wonder, why do you keep aiming at me without saying anything?"

The black-clothed man's voice was still hoarse, and he said: "The main purpose of coming down here is to prevent someone from being unfavorable to the cold wind, and the two, I heard that the Sword Saint will come to the cold city and be ordered to take his life!"

With that, the black shadow flashed and shot towards Leng Bushu.

Leng Bu didn't say anything, didn't dodge, and pulled out another black sword with his left hand. With a wave of the two swords, two sword qi flew out, dust and smoke rose one after another, and everything was already a mess.

Killing a sword, but the person is not dead, Leng Bu was a little unhappy, and asked: "Son, can you see that this person is skilled?"

His body flashed, returned to Leng Buyu's side, patted the dust on his body, and said, "There should be only a few people with such skills." ”

And Xiao Er, who was watching the play there, put down the wine bowl in his hand and walked over slowly: "Two guest officers, are you hurt?"

He smiled and said arrogantly: "How can these little characters hurt me?"

"Alright, you two wait. Xiao Er said, "Fart, go to the shopkeeper's place, get a page of paper, and put it in the place of the two of you," the two of you take a look. ”

Xiao Yu borrowed the page and looked at it, then his eyes widened, and his voice was a little higher, and he said, "What, one hundred and ninety-seven taels?"

The little boy hunched his waist, grinned, rubbed his hands constantly, and said, "You can remove the odd and the little seven taels, and the silver ticket and silver can be used." ”

Whether you are a thief who steals the rich or a ringing horse who robs the evil and robs the poor, as long as you donate most of the money you get, then your reputation in the green forest is not good.

There are so many snitches in the world, and there are always dazzling carps crossing the river. In today's affairs, there are so many people, and the ranking of the world's part of the world is only that the four people are the kings of thieves. In Wulin, a name has been said for a long time, and gradually, the owner of the name will lose his real name, and these four people are the same.

In the east, there is a snitch whose pseudonym is Cangfeng, and the nickname given by the person is the ghost hand, it is said that this person is a few feet away from you, but he can steal all your belongings unknowingly, I don't know when the thief's hands moved.

According to legend, this person was caught by the bounty hunter court more than 100 times, but he was not seen in full view of the public again and again, making people helpless.

In the north, someone has the pseudonym Black Feather, and the nickname given by the person is Junzi, this Northern Black Feather is said to be the person who has the most appearances among the four.

And in the West, there is a snitch white shadow, this white shadow is not a pseudonym, but also given to people. White Shadow is the same name as Ghost Hand, Wuji, and Junzi, and this person is named a thief. Just because this man is a real robber of the rich and helping the poor, all the robbed property is donated and scattered, leaving no penny or half of everything. Such a person appeared in the martial arts, and after a long time, he would be questioned and ridiculed.

And when this person's identity was told to the world by another person who is also one of the Four Snitches, Toshiko Kitachi, more ridicule and questioning came.

This person is the Dusk Han Building, one of the three major forces in the martial arts, and the hall master of Devil May Cry is delusional.

It's a pity, it's a pity, it's funny, it's interesting, such a famous snitch in the world, but he doesn't have much silver. The right eye of the delusion stared at Xiao'er angrily, and said angrily: "I said that you little man, the thing was not broken by us alone······"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao'er interrupted him and said, "This guest officer, these tables, chairs and benches were cut and scrapped by this friend of yours, guest officer. The little potholes on the pillars on the ground in our small building were made by your secret weapon of the guest officer. The two guest officers were not damaged at all. So, do you have cash or silver tickets?"