One Hundred and Thirty: Passing by (1)
"Your Excellency, please take a short rest here, and your subordinates will go back as soon as you go. ”
With a wave of his hand, regardless of anything else, he had just experienced a big battle, and the battle scenes of those martial arts masters made him feel a lot, so he naturally had to spend a good time.
And after a while, just as Bu Qianhuai was secretly cultivating and realizing something, complicated footsteps sounded.
"If you take a further step, you will have no return!"
"Hahaha, the official officials came to investigate the whereabouts of the remnants of the previous dynasty, and the owner of the Zhang Fang not only did not cooperate but also blocked him, what are you afraid of? Could it be that the owner of the Zhang Fang really colluded with the remnants of the previous dynasty?"
"If you can't compete for business, do you do these indiscriminate means?"
The momentum of saber rattling was steaming, and a grand voice came: "Please also ask the owner to give us a face, this is the meaning of the above, all shops and houses must be inspected to prevent the remnants of the previous dynasty." ”
"That's right, Master Zhang, it's not that I fell into the well, but this is an order from the imperial court. ”
Bu Qianhuai completely ignored the noise outside, and all in his mind were the scenes of the battle between the two ministers and the second prince.
The left hand turned into a palm and the void was split, and the right hand was light and free: "the momentum is strong and heavy, light and sharp, and ......" At this time, Bu Qianhuai entered a state of darkness, which was very wonderful.
Several trappers searched around, then saw the last house and headed straight for it.
"No, there's a distinguished guest there, you can't go in!" Zhang Fang Master jumped directly, stood at the door, and stopped a few headhunters.
"En?" A question sounded, and the head catcher who took the lead felt that it was wrong, so he directly pulled out his knife and said to him coldly: "Get out of the way, otherwise it will be dealt with according to the remnants of the previous dynasty!"
Fang Master Zhang just stood at the door and shook his head helplessly: "It is definitely not a remnant of the previous dynasty, it is a senior of the acquired realm, please leave before the seniors get angry, otherwise no wonder Zhang did not remind!"
Although Guangling Road is rich, there are only three people in this somewhat remote city in the acquired realm.
Everyone was stunned, after all, the acquired realm was too unattainable in their eyes, and if the immortals really provoked the acquired realm, even the city lord would abandon them.
After thinking about it, this was an order issued by the county lord, gritted his teeth, and waved his hand: "Let me go in and search! ”
Blocking to no avail, they all drew their knives and rushed into the room, Zhang Fang Master just broke out in a cold sweat, he was not afraid that the chasing division would be exposed, he was afraid that he would also be disgusted by this adult, so he would not be far from death.
But I saw a young man in the room sitting on a chair, gesturing with his hands, ignoring their presence as if he were in a fixed state.
But in an instant, the threat of the sword made Qian Huai withdraw from that mysterious feeling, and a wave of chagrin and anger followed.
"Former ......"
Before the words fell, Bu Qianhuai slapped the table with his right hand, and the vast true qi with anger shook down, and the tea sets on the table were all shattered, directly cutting the throat of the offender.
The man who was very arrogant at the beginning saw this scene outside the house, sweated, and knelt down directly.
"Seniors spare their lives!
Slowly stood up, ignoring the people around him who had lost their lives, and walked out the door, many people gathered around, trembling.
"Get out!"
As soon as the words fell, the figures were crowded, but after a few breaths, the courtyard of Nuoda was vacated.
His eyes were angry, but it was only a moment, and the clear scroll ran out, suppressing his anger and calming down: "What's the matter?"
"Your Excellency, it was someone from the Yamen who came to check on the remnants of the previous dynasty, and I don't know whose order it was. ”
"Huh. Sneered: ", assassinated the prince, killed a worshipper and embroidered thousand households, and the reaction of this Spirit Dynasty was really fast." ”
"Your Excellency, you killed the people of the Yamen, those people have seen it, my lord, it is no longer safe here, please move. ”
Looking up at the somewhat gloomy sky, he waved his hand: "Don't care, my identity won't make Lingchao too sensitive, just say that you and I met by chance in the suburbs a few days ago, and we talked very happily, and I was invited by you to be a guest, remember?"
"Subordinates remember!"
Summoning someone to carry the body outside the house, brewing a pot of fragrant tea, and quietly waiting for someone to come.
The sky was even more gloomy, as if the mountain rain was about to come.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded neatly, surrounding the front door of the gambling house.
A middle-aged man dressed in fancy clothes exchanged glances with an old man with a mustache and three swords on his back, stepped directly into the gambling house, and walked towards the place where the crime occurred. And this young man seems to be young, but the two of them are unaware at the same time, as if they are at ease here. Masters, stronger than theirs!
The man in Chinese clothes coughed lightly: "Zhou Ren, the city lord here, dare to ask these headhunters, were they killed by Your Excellency?"
"Yes. ”
With a smile on his face, he looked carefully at the person drinking tea in front of him: "We are waiting to act impartially, but Your Excellency is a killer, but it is not appropriate!"
"What if?"
"Your Excellency has overstepped! I have never seen Your Excellency, isn't it...... The two of them moved at the same time, and the city lord took the first step and grabbed the ordinary right hand. And the mustache also pulled out a silver light long sword, roaring, seemingly like a dragon, but it was only three points of force, intended to be tempted.
With a contemptuous smile, he shook the teacup in his right hand, and threw the tea with Xuan Binggang's strength towards the city lord, like the frost of the winter moon. With his right hand again, the evil dragon slapped his palm on the side of the sword, breaking the sword body in a moment.
Between the two of them, the defeat is obvious.
"Your Excellency is not afraid of evil to the imperial court?" The man in Chinese clothes held his right hand that was a little trembling and chilling in his left hand, and the strength of Xuan Binggang just now would never make him too comfortable.
The maple leaf sword at the waist is straight to the ground.
The two were puzzled for a moment, and the mustache's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked up at Bu Qianhuai's young face again: "Maple Leaf Single-Edge Sword?
Holding the hilt of the sword on the ground, the hazy sky was blowing in the breeze, and a strand of hair that had not been tied up fluttered with the wind, which was very evil.
The answer was just a cold smile.