One Hundred and Ninety-Seven: Re-entering the Central Plains (6)

"Sharpen the scissors and kitchen knives. An old voice walked through the alley, and an old man with white hair slowly pushed a small cart with the tools on which he depended, and slowly pushed and shouted as if he were used to it. The alley was very narrow, and the two officers were talking to themselves, and the old man who saw the cart didn't say anything, but flashed directly sideways, but at the moment when the two officers passed by the old man, a touch of blood red stained the courtyard wall all over the body. The two of them didn't even howl before they fell to the ground forever.

In the blink of an eye, the old man just quietly withdrew the kitchen knife on the small cart: "Two centurions of the marrow washing realm, heh." ”

"Don't sigh, clean up the scene. The general of the innate realm in the army has already left, and the speed sneaks into the camp and kills all the centurions, don't miss a big thing!"

Such an assassination is not only in the Southwest Prefecture, but also in the entire Lelang Road where important officials are waiting to be staged. At this time, Bu Qianhuai was waiting for the return of the prison Qiancheng Taishou on the roof of the city guard's mansion.

After pouring a sip of osmanthus wine specially brought from the Qianchao, he sighed comfortably: "Ah...... This is too dutiful, the family is peaceful, and I really don't want to disturb such a beautiful family. Then he looked at the two children playing in the yard, shook his head, and knew the truth of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots!

Bu Qianhuai lay directly on the roof in an unnoticed place, until late at night, he suddenly opened his eyes, poured the last sip of wine, put the wine bag on the roof, and secretly observed.

At this time, the eunuch Qiancheng Taishou returned to the mansion with a few guards, and Bu Qianhuai also slowly moved his steps, and his eyes never left.

An old housekeeper greeted him directly: "Young master, you are back, Mrs. left some rice balls for the young master in the back kitchen, and I don't need to heat them up for the young master to make a supper to satisfy his hunger." ”

Na Taishou nodded: "Well, go ahead, just bring it to the study for me later." ”

The old housekeeper stopped talking after hearing this, but still said: "Young master, say something that is a little arrogant, although the young master is the peak of the day after tomorrow, but he can't hold back such a torture body, and he will send troops in the Qianchao every day, and he will be even busier, if the young master is still so hard, I am afraid that he will not be able to bear it." ”

Shaking his head and waving his hand: "Uncle Li, you don't understand, the border is heavy, there is no room for loss, the Qianchao will send troops tomorrow, and I will spend the night in the city from tomorrow, otherwise it will be a light on the grace of the Holy Emperor." ”

Listening quietly, Bu Qianhuai didn't make a sound, just pouted disdainfully, a diehard, if the Ling Dynasty was really willing to defend Lelang, it would definitely send additional troops to garrison at this season, instead of leaving the original troops here to die. You must know that I contacted Zheng Wen and learned from Zheng Wen that many embroidered clothes have also retreated, leaving only some grassroots personnel and some irrelevant information. Obviously, Le Lang Dao, Ling Chao had already given up at the beginning.

After the butler brought the supper in, after a while, he also took out the empty bowl, and soon went to rest, and only the study was left with a little candlelight.

Gently touched the ground, did not use the power of the eight flowers of the Eight Divine Powers, but slowly pushed the door open.

Taishou sat in a chair, with his back to the door, crouching on the desk and looking at the book of soldiers, just for a moment, his hairs stood on end. Because there was no wind outside! And there was no one in his family who could walk silently and could not feel his breath, and it was obvious that the person behind him was stronger than himself.

Guo Ziming, the eunuch of Qiancheng, did not turn his head, but looked sideways at the saber at the end of the desk, suddenly drew his sword out of his body, turned around, and swept a sword.

Bu Qianhuai, dressed in black, took a step back directly, dodging the sword, and Taishou Guo Ziming also saw the person in front of him clearly, his eyes narrowed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Chasing life, heh, Your Excellency is so daring!

"Don't delay time, you will enter the Yellow Spring today!" The words were closed, and his right hand was taken forward, as if to grasp the blade of the sword. Seeing such a move, Guo Ziming didn't dare to be sure of the kung fu of the person in front of him, so he directly turned the sword body, resisted the right hand that he wanted to grab, stepped forward with his left foot, leaned forward, and came with a fist with his left hand with a fist wind.

Although he practiced Bo Xun and did not break the golden body, the idea of fighting was very important, and he didn't want to take it hard, so he turned his right hand into a palm and caught a powerful punch. But there was an empty door in front of him, Guo Ziming saw the opportunity, and the sword blade stabbed forward, pointing directly at Bu Qianhuai's eyebrows, and he was shocked in his heart, this Taishou sword has some ways. The left hand flung forward and upward, and with a bang, the saber was shaken a little by the reverse force, and then Guo Ziming's familiar right hand turned the saber twice, unloading the power on the sword, otherwise the sword would have become scrap metal.

The sword swung twice, and it was picked up again, and Bu Qianhuai didn't want to drag it out at this time, so the beast flower flashed directly in his eyes, the ultimate speed!

With his right hand downward, he grasped the blade of the sword with his thumb and middle finger. Seeing that the saber did not move at all, and the fist of his left hand could not break through the opponent's palm, Guo Ziming's forehead was faintly sweating: "Your Excellency is a good martial artist!

pulled out a dangerous smile: "Bu Qianhuai, the person who will kill you today!"

Guo Ziming's eyes suddenly became chaotic, Bu Qianhuai's murderous reputation was like thunder, the first on the list, and nearly 100 embroidered clothes were slaughtered in the acquired realm, even the innate ones fell into his hands, and now he was just in vain.

"Alright, on the road!"

As soon as the left hand was forced, there was a crisp sound of the sword breaking, and the left hand was no longer in the way, and he directly punched upwards and went straight to Guo Ziming's heart. It seems to be a strong desire to survive, but Guo Ziming also burst out with unparalleled speed, blocking the fatal punch with his backhand, but Bu Qianhuai's fist is not so easy to dodge, although it is blocked, it still can't stop the fist from advancing, and it still hits the heart. Guo Ziming only felt out of breath when he landed, and wanted to retreat with strength, but his right fist was caught in his left hand by Bu Qianhuai, just a few steps back, turned half a circle, and met Bu Qianhuai's retreat and another punch.

"Bang bang. ”

The abrupt sound made Qianhuai directly resist the fist, and Guo Ziming was also nervous, listening to his footsteps, fast speed and light weight, it should be a child.

Before anyone arrived, the voice arrived first: "Daddy, you're finally back, Wan'er misses Daddy so much." ”

Looking at the unclosed door, a small Lori ran in directly.

And the moment Guo Ziming saw his daughter, he unconsciously shed tears, because he knew that if he died, maybe Bu Qianhuai would leave directly, but now, it is likely that his daughter will enter the Yellow Spring with him.

Bu Qianhuai, who was facing away from the gate, didn't make any extra moves, and still stayed on the unfinished movements, but when he heard the gentle Lori voice, he still loosened his body.

"Hey, Daddy, who is this?"

Guo Ziming looked at Bu Qianhuai's eyes with some horror, his throat moved, and he swallowed calmly.

"Ah, me. At this time, Bu Qianhuai let go of the right hand holding Guo Ziming, turned around and said with a smile: "I am your father's friend, I just came here today, and I am competing with your father." ”

The girl nodded as if she didn't understand: "Hello uncle." Then he swayed and ran in front of Guo Ziming: "Daddy hug, Wan'er is well-behaved today, and I have been reading with Mr. Li for a long time." ”

Guo Ziming stiffened his body and didn't dare to move, for fear that any action would stimulate Bu Qianhuai to make his daughter head different.