The sound of the gong interrupted the brief comfort of the two, and Cunyi and Yufeng walked out of the alley to take a look, only to see a patrolman holding a notice and paradling the street on horseback, followed by more than a dozen armored warriors. He stared viciously at the onlookers, and his brows showed a domineering expression, as if he was going to eat them. After examining the crowd for a while, he refused to raise his whip and said to the people: "Give me a little bit of dodge, don't block the master's case." The people were frightened like a tidal wave.

After clearing a road, the inspector said to the people: "Yesterday the government captured a thief, according to our intelligence, the thief is deeply rooted here, and any of you who has anything to do with him should go to the government office as soon as possible and surrender, if we find out your head, we will sentence you to the crime of exile." ”

The people all looked at the patrolman who was commanding on the horse with confused eyes, and no one knew who he was talking about in this cloudy mountain and fog. They looked at each other, trying to dig out the suspicious people around them with their eyes.

When the patrol saw that no one answered the people, he raised his voice and told them that the prisoner behind him would be escorted to the vegetable market immediately for questioning. The eyes of the people gathered, and the halberd armor soldier rushed towards a prisoner cart.

The prisoners in the prison car are about the age of standing up, and their slender melon seeds are clear and thin.

Two thick eyebrows, deep-set eyes, and silver-bead-like eyes shimmered with resolute light. He had a short beard under his chin, and his roots stood as straight as sharp needles.

Although he is in shackles, he has a heroic spirit in his bones, and when he looks at this person's appearance carefully, the admiration in his heart arises spontaneously. He wanted to see what happened to this person who was sentenced to death by the prefect Qian Jin, so as to tell Yufeng that he was going to the court to investigate. Yufeng also had this intention, and the two followed closely behind the soldiers and went straight to the entrance of the vegetable market.

Next to the torture pillar, an executioner with a bare chest and back, holding a soul-breaking broadsword, stood there like a fierce god. Not far from him sat a man behind the public desk, dressed in a scarlet cloud goose robe, wearing a three-edged black gauze hat, and a pair of small eyes on his face looking around slyly. The nose of the collapsed rosacea fluttered from time to time, and a few sparse locks of rat whiskers fluttered in the wind. This person is none other than the prefect Qian Jin.

After the prisoner was escorted to the court, Qian Jin jumped up from his chair as if he had been pricked by a needle, his old wrinkled mouth spitting violently. He threw the whole stick to the ground, and it was obvious that he could not wait to put the prisoner to death.

The executioner brought the severed head wine to the prisoner, and the prisoner's eyes were spewing flames with anger, and he said to Qian Jin: "Thief, even if I go to the underworld, I will not let you go." ”

The Soul Breaker Sword was about to cut down, and suddenly one person jumped from the crowd to the Dharma field. He was dressed in black, gauze to cover his face, and with a pair of smart and sharp eyes, he glanced at Qian Jin. Qian Jin stepped back,

The soldier said, "Take him down for me." ”

Qian Jin gave an order, only to see the cold light and shadow the knife like snow, the silver spear flashed and walked the dragon, and the soldiers were bright with swords and halberds, rushing up and going straight to the masked man. The man in black put his feet together, his arms fluttered and fluttered the clouds, and he made a move to soar into the sky. After jumping up, his feet were full of strength, like the roots of an old tree and the tenacity of pine trees, and the strength of a thousand jun firmly pressed the weapons in the hands of the soldiers.

Qian Jin, who was standing by and watching on the public case, saw that the soldiers could not win, so he immediately called the crossbowmen.

"Whoosh" arrows rained down, and the man in black kicked his feet and leaned back, making a move to pick peaches by a golden monkey. Not only did he dodge the rain of arrows, but he also grabbed a few feathered arrows and shot at Qian Jin.

Qian Jin panicked and fell down from the public case, and the shaking public case fell over instantly, smashing him underneath. Qian Jin grinned in pain under the case, and he didn't have the heart to take care of the man in black coming to rob the court.

The man in black who was besieged by the iron bucket array had no fear of cowardice, he stepped on Tai Chi steps, boxed Xiao Zhou Tian, his body bowed slightly, his left fist was hidden in his elbow and ready to attack, and his right fist slammed down. The soldiers in front of him couldn't avoid it, and they were beaten by Yingshi. The black-clothed man's palms are like Qionghua pressing snow, his feet are like purple lightning and thunder, his short hits are fast and fierce, and the whole person rushes left and right among the soldiers, as if entering a no-man's land. In a few moves, the iron wall was defeated by him.

The man in black did not entangle with the soldiers, and turned and walked towards the torture pillar. He untied the prisoner, took him by the arm, and said, "Brother, come with me." "But the prisoner's feet were as if they were rooted, and they didn't move at all. When the man in black turned his head to look back, the prisoner gathered his Dan qi and divided his strength into the spring, and his palms pushed forward, and with a move, the moon rose and slapped fiercely on the chest of the man in black. The man in black was caught off guard and was knocked out by this strong force. I saw him lying on his side on the ground, spitting blood from his mouth.

The prisoner's eyes were hideous, and his white silver teeth condensed into a cold light. Qian Jin, who was frightened before, patted the soil on his body, and walked towards the man in black with his chest held high. Soldier A put the knife on the neck of the man in black, and Qian Jin said viciously: "Take off the thief's face cloth for me." ”

When a soldier heard this, he stepped forward and tore off the masked man's face cloth. After Cunyi and Yufeng saw the true face of this person's Lushan, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. The person who was captured was none other than Zhou Fei, the righteous brother of Cunyi.

Zhou Fei has always been old and serious, and he ordered Cunyi to leave the previous time, and the two thought that he was in the chest, but they didn't expect to encounter a big disaster today. Qian Jin turned his evil eyes and said to him: "Dead woodcutter, you have repeatedly opposed me, and today you can't imagine that it will fall into my hands." ”

Zhou Fei's eyes widened with anger, the green tendons on his forehead were violent, and the blood of anger was surging in his body. Qian Jin said to the soldiers: "Execute the prisoner on the spot." Hearing this, he was so frightened that he didn't have time to think about it, so he jumped up from among the people and flew to the Dharma field. Yufeng saw Cunyi stepping forward to save people, and made a move Ziyan swept the clouds, dancing with neon clothes and clouds, and Chang'e descended to the earth.

Seeing the two silver-haired old men suddenly appear in front of him, Qian Jin was really startled. But seeing that the two of them were old and old, the panic on Qian Jin's face was swept away, and his cunning mouse eyes looked Cunyi up and down. Then he gritted his teeth and said, "Two old immortal things, they are so impatient that they dare to come to the Dharma field to disturb them, come on, take down the two of them together." ”

As soon as his words fell, the fake prisoner beside him, he swooped down on Cunyi with the fierce body of the wind and the clouds, and the thunder broke through the sky. I saw his body leaning forward, and his claws that pierced through the stone flew up and down, and he was ruthless and cunning with one move.

Yufeng shouted at Cunyi: "Be careful of his sneak attack." Cunyi heard the sudden sound of the wind in his ears, and knew that someone would take the opportunity to secretly kill him. He moved as fast as a civet cat, and the fake prisoner's tiger claws were hooked and scratched, and the palm movement was dazzling.

Qian Jin shouted at the soldiers: "Tie up this old woman for me." Yufeng was furious, and with a move Meixue Shuangqing, she shot towards Qian Jin. The sergeants danced her fairy-like dance softly, the jade rui was exquisite, beautiful and graceful like a fairy, they thought to themselves: "This old woman's body and footwork will be so fast, is it possible that we have seen the ghost?" Just when they were suspicious, Yufeng slapped the money in and out. Qian Jin's body was fat, although Yufeng's only made four successes, Qian Jin was like a winter melon, and he fell out of the way with a roll.

The soldiers hurriedly stepped forward to help, and the angry Qian Jin said to them: "Kill them all for me, I am a dignified prefect, and I dare to be humiliated by thieves, I am really angry." He covered his swollen face and sat on the ground and hurled insults.

The fight between Cunyi and the fake prisoners here is also in full swing, and the scene is thrilling. After Cunyi dodged his tiger fist, the fake prisoner was angry and grasped the dantian with both palms, and after jumping up, he raised his palm and slapped it at Cunyi's Baihui acupoint. A move King Kong clapping is strong, like Mount Tai pressing the top and the white rainbow running through the sun.

The golden lion shook his head and dodged the heavy blow of the fake prisoner sideways. Taking advantage of the fact that he was not stable, the Cunyi meteor caught the moon, and his left foot leaned forward, bending over like a lying bow. A pair of steel tongs and iron hands grabbed the wrists of the fake prisoner, and pushed forward, knocking the fake prisoner into the torture post.

The guy's skull was immediately shattered, and blood was running down his forehead. In the face of such insidious and cunning people, Cunyi has no intention of leaving him alive. He bent his elbows and made a golden bull hit the door,

The fake prisoner slammed into the back of the heart, and the fake prisoner fell to the ground and immediately lost his breath.

Qian Jin saw that the fake prisoner was dead, and the old woman killed herself again, and the arrogance that she had carried away before had long since disappeared into the clouds. Yufeng's feet were colorful, his palms fluttering, and Qian Jin was surrounded by the public case, turning around in horror. Yufeng kicked the case away and reached out to grab Qian Jin.

At this time, I saw the dust and smoke on the roadway, and a horse killed me. The people avoided one after another, and Zhang Huang fled everywhere in a panic, and the lanes were crowded for a while. Cunyi suddenly arrived at a large number of armor soldiers and said to Yufeng: "Brother Zhou's injury is not light, we should not be entangled here." ”

Yufeng bit her lip tightly, and her heart was full of resentment when she saw Qian Jin escape from death and pick up a dog's life. Qian Jin bent his knees on the ground and tilted his head to look at Yufeng. When Yufeng saw his hateful face, she was furious, and she raised her palm to smash the case in front of Qian Jin. Qian Jin opened his eyes in shock, and for a while he was so frightened that he fainted.

Cunyi handed over the fire bead to Yufeng, who threw it at the armor soldiers who were chasing him, and in an instant the smoke flew up, and the three of them took advantage of the thick smoke to escape from the city gate. Qian Jin is unconscious, the pharmacies and medical halls in the city are closed and closed in unison, and the soldiers smash the door and grab the shop.

After returning to the cabin in the forest, Cunyi asked Zhou Fei how he fell into Qian Jin's trap while treating Zhou Fei's injuries.