Chapter 29: The Killing Array Under the Bright Moon

Yijian Mei suddenly laughed, opened the folding fan and stood up lightly, and said: "This is strange, as far as I know, Your Excellency and this girl have never known each other, you are not her person, she is not your person, why should I listen to your words and let her go, I think you should go, don't be nosy!"

He was still a little jealous of this teenager.

Of course, Xiao Xiang is not a teenager, and they have never met, never met, and never said a word.

The young man who stood like a javelin still squeezed out a sentence: "They all say that you are a flower thief, the kind that robs women, it's not a good thing." ”

The young man couldn't help but glance at Xiao Xiang, who was caught in the acupoint, and then said: "I think you better let this girl go, let him go back, otherwise he will ......"

"How else?"

Yijian Mei was already very impatient with this guy who was doing bad things to him, and if it weren't for his amazing swordsmanship, he might have been killed at that time.

Yijian Mei said again: "Could it be that you are so nosy at a young age, and you don't know whether you live or die, or, hehe......"

Yijianmei glanced at Xiao Xiang, then stared at the young man's red face, and said coldly: "Or are you this kid also in love with this big beauty on the rivers and lakes?"

"Yes and no?"

Yimei raised her eyebrows and shouted.

"It's not an idle thing, I know what it means to live and die......"

Who knew that the young man hadn't finished explaining his sentence, and the man couldn't help it, he suddenly jumped up and said, "Then you just have a crush on this woman, I can't spare you." ”

In mid-air, a plum folding fan waved, and a sharp blade qi volleyed towards the young man, and the young man's whole body jumped backwards, dodging his blow, and the blade qi swept under the young man's body, and with a "click" sound, it hit the wall, drawing a long and thin deep mark.

A cut plum folding fan and swiped twice, two energy like an invisible machete flashed towards the young man, the young man's head was lowered, his waist was twisted, and the two energy "clicked" twice, and two deep marks were drawn on the wall.

At this time, a cut of the plum has already jumped, he preemptively, step by step, folding fans dancing like windmills, attacking more than a dozen moves, recruiting and robbing people, it can be seen that he is extremely angry at this kind of bad people and good deeds, not to mention that the one who is lying now is one of the four beauties recognized by the rivers and lakes today.

The young man just used his skills, skillfully avoided them one by one, and occasionally returned his hand once or twice, but he never pulled out the silver white iron sword in his hand.

The cultivation of Mei Wuyi is naturally not weak, and the two of them are swimming in this small and spacious room, only to see the candle shadows in the room jumping rapidly, and the two black shadows seem to be entangled by ghosts.

Xiao Xiang was surprised and surprised when she saw it, and said in her heart: "That flower thief really deserves his reputation, and that nameless little boy is so skilled." ”

After more than 300 rounds, the victory or defeat was not scored, and the young man had not yet drawn his sword, but he was secretly surprised in his heart: "This person should have a better backhand, how does he feel tiptoeing?

Suddenly, as soon as Jianmei jumped out of the circle, the iron fan opened and threw out, and the iron fan spun towards the young man like a fan-shaped dart, menacing.

The young man knew that it was powerful, so he closed his abdomen and avoided it, the iron fan spun to the hand of a shear-mei, and a shear-mei grabbed the handle of the fan, and the iron fan infused with real power quickly flew to the boy's chest, and the momentum was even more fierce, and the young man's waist pole folded back and avoided it lightly.

After a slight stumble, he suddenly heard a sound of "gong", as if a dragon groaned, the young man's silver and white iron sword was finally unsheathed, and the gauntlet of his sword was carved with two seal characters "no self".

As soon as this sword was pulled out, the small room was immediately filled with Sensen sword aura, and even the flame of the red candle trembled violently.

Yijianmei's eyes lit up, and she said, "You are finally willing to draw your sword." ”

The young man stepped on the seven stars, and suddenly the person was already approaching a cut of the plum like a ghost, when the cut of the plum was frightened, the brush brush, the boy had stabbed three swords, a sword stabbed to the throat of the plum "Ren Yingacupoint", a sword slashed to the abdomen of the plum "Qi Hai Acupoint", a sword stabbed to a cut of the plum "Zusanli acupoint", it was so fast and sharp, the three swords as if issued at the same time.

A cut of the plum holding an iron fan in the middle of the time of the rush to catch the three swords, but feel that the hands of the numb, the tiger's mouth is about to crack, very difficult, cold sweat broke out on the forehead, knowing that this person is not the enemy, quickly retreat a few steps, but the young man performed a clever footwork step by step, in the narrow hut, where can a cut of the plum retreat?

When the young man sent out the fourth sword, this sword was faster than the three just now, like lightning rushing thunder, and when he cut the plum, he saw a flash of cold light, and the tip of the sword was already in front of his throat, and his handsome and fair face suddenly became a little more pale.

The victory and defeat have been decided, and Xiao Xiang saw this fight from the beginning to the end, he was surprised and surprised, and couldn't help but think: "There is such a fast sword in the world, who is this young man?"

"Skills are not as good as people, death without regrets, boy, you can do it!"

"What a flower thief who died without regrets!"

The young man continued: "You seem to be much stronger than some treacherous and cunning villains on the rivers and lakes. ”

Yijian Mei raised her voice, with smugness, and said, "That's." As he spoke, he squinted his gaze out the window.

"Okay, I'm not going to kill you, you get out of here right now, and don't do anything bad again. ”

After the young man finished speaking, the sword had been put into the sheath, and he was still light and agile.

I don't know whether I should be grateful or surprised that I can pick up a life today, maybe I have both! If a person like him falls into the hands of someone else, he will be killed alive, and now, this young man actually let him go so directly......

Yijian Mei set her eyes on the young man, and the young man's gaze was very firm, not like he was contrived, nor did he seem to have any conspiracy.

"Don't you want to be famous?" asked Ichikasme suddenly.

The young man said: "What are you doing to become famous?"

Yi Jianmei stared at the young man and said: "Kill me, the first flower thief in the rivers and lakes, and the whole Jianghu will know your name tomorrow, and when you want to have as much scenery as you want, countless people will come to slap you." ”

The young man shook his head.

Yi Jianmei still stared at the young man, and said, "Don't you want to have a lot of wealth? As far as I know, there are at least two hundred and thirty-five people in the rivers and lakes who are willing to spend a lot of money on my neck. ”

The young man still shook his head, and then he couldn't help asking, "Why do you have to kill to become famous and make a fortune?"

Yijianmei suddenly fell silent, the question was very novel, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "Maybe...... This is the rivers and lakes!"

He turned his gaze to Xiao Xiang, who was lying on the bed and was pointed, and then the girl threw him a disdainful and mocking look.

She likes the strong, and she was obviously defeated just now, so she looks at the young man differently, and she wants such a man.

Yijian Mei didn't seem to be able to read anything from Xiao Xiang's eyes, he only had love and reluctance for this woman.

"This wonderful man...... My goddess ......" Yijian Mei didn't dare to think too much, Huo Ran turned around and looked at the young man, he suddenly asked, "What do you call Your Excellency?"

"Under Zhang Siyu!" said the young man Lang loudly.

Zhang Siyu ...... Good, good, I remember you!"

A cut plum feet slipped, people have arrived at the window, a little toe, people are already outside the window, a sentence "a thousand miles of plum cuts, nowhere bad night." "Drifting like the wind in the misery of the night.