The imps in troubled times are the most difficult, and the imps under the roots of the imperial city are especially difficult, not to mention the drunken imps.

Qingyang Post Station is the last post station in Luoyang, which day do not see a few eight hundred miles of urgency, the horse is the treasure of the post station, things are precious, all want to enter the god capital quickly, this horse, but there is a head. can't talk in vain, whoever wants a horse wants a horse, or this kind of Jianghu people who don't have any government documents.

There was a brief silence.

This quietness embarrassed Tian Sihai, he was the elder of the Shen family's sword furnace, and there were a bunch of sword furnace disciples next to him.

The next moment, a young man suddenly ran out beside Tian Sihai, took off his hat, revealed a sunny and handsome face, and approached the military service with a smile: "This little brother, it's not easy to do it in a cold day, it's convenient to do it, you must have a way to change horses." ”

Poker face.

A small bag of broken silver was stuffed into the hands of the military service.

Turning the weight upside down, the military service immediately changed into a smile, and the change of face was like a trick: "Look at my brain, let's exchange the sword furnace of the Shen family for horses, how can I not have it, I don't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, even if I don't have it, I have to squeeze out a few horses." ”

The silver makes the way.

Without a hitch.

After a cup of tea at most, the horse team set off again, and the post station regained its calm.

Tian Sihai's face was ugly when he rode a new horse, although he successfully changed the horse, but this was not for his face, but for the face of silver.

The young man who stuffed the silver followed Tian Sihai: "Master, don't be angry, don't be in a hurry to get angry with this kind of little soldier and hurt your body." ”

Tian Sihai snorted heavily.

It's not that he is against giving money, it's just that the words of the military service are too ugly.

The young man lowered his voice: "Master, I have to admit my mistake to you first. ”

Tian Sihai snorted coldly again: "What's wrong?"

The young man's voice was lowered: "The apprentice added some ingredients to the bag of broken silver. ”

Tian Sihai: "......"

The young man paused, looked at his master's face and continued: "That soldier's mouth is too stinky, it is okay to say that it is okay to be an apprentice, but you can't say master, if he says it, then you must be responsible for his words." In vain, he thought that there would be no need for him to speak again, unless he ......"

Tian Sihai: "Unless what?"

Boy: "Unless the man is not greedy for money, and does not touch money." ”

Tian Sihai pondered for a moment: "Cultivator, don't be too ruthless, don't make an example. ”

Youth: "Follow the master's teachings." ”

Not long after Tian Sihai left, Ning Hongdou entered the Qingyang Post Station alone, and Hua Qijiao and Spring Night were sent to other places by him, Qiao Lao Er said a lot of names, all of which needed to be confirmed one by one to find out his whereabouts.

In the middle of the night, the Qingyang Post Station was still lit with a few dim candles, and Ning Hongdou saw as soon as he entered the door that Fang Cai's arrogant and rude military service, at this moment, he had already said that he had fainted to the ground, his face was purple and black, and he was holding a bag of broken silver in his palm, and there was a layer of seeping fluorescence on the broken silver.

Silver is poisonous!

Almost at the same time.

Less than a mile after running out, Tian Sihai's horse team, a fast horse running at the front, suddenly fell to the ground.

The dark official road in the night rain is gloomy and deep, and a murderous net is spread.

"Alert!"

"There's an ambush!"

Tian Sihai shouted, the saber was unsheathed, and all the horses were reined in.

A monk wearing a blood-colored robe with blood-red eyes rushed into the horse team without saying a word, holding a Zen staff in his hand, and smashed it on the head of a horse. At the same time, the Zen staff turned around, and the rod struck on the temple of the horse's owner, and the man died and the horse flipped over.

Although Huaizang is not like Ye Piaoling, it is a full-quality entry, but after all, it is the Three Realms, and the Buddha power is abundant.

Tian Sihai's apprentice, the ruthless young man grabbed the horse's belly with one foot, drew his knife and rushed towards Huaizang, his free fingers pinched the magic trick for a while, and there were words in his mouth: "Wildfires are not exhausted, and fire is born again." ”

The Shen family's sword furnace is good at forging swords, and naturally it is also good at swords, but the Shen family's sword is heavy and never heavy.

Tian Sihai's apprentice was holding a knife in his hand, but what he was whispering in his mouth was a beacon fire sword technique, and three small swords that were burning were hidden behind him.

When everyone's attention was on Huai Zang, through the freezing rain, a very thin spider silk silently pierced the throat of the last hat of the horse team.

The Shen family's sword furnace disciple who was attacked wanted to scream, but it was too late, a soft hand grabbed his back and shook it hard, and this person was thrown out like a straw. Before landing, the body and the head were separated, and the owner of the hand was a woman in a gray robe, Bu Hongjian, a wind catcher in the Ghost Valley.

There was some commotion in the horse team.

Tian Sihai's face was cold, and the fire in his heart had already begun to attack his heart, was this embarrassing him? With a little job, it rained, the little ghost found fault, and he was attacked again on the road...... Hmph!

Bu Hong's robe covered his face, like a poisonous scorpion, twisted a body, jumped on the next horse, strangled the other party with one hand, and finally stretched out his tongue to lick the blood gushing out: "Drop the weapon, leave you a whole corpse." ”

Bu Hongjian's voice was very hoarse and penetrating, which directly attracted Tian Sihai's attention, and at this moment of turning his head, his apprentice was actually hidden and divided.

Possession is Buddhist cultivation, and the strongest is that Vajra is not bad.

Bu Hongjian smiled and whispered: "This monk is really easy to use." ”

As soon as the words fell, the arms of his hands full of blood had already divided the corpses of the people in front of him, and the 'limbs and bones' all fell to the ground, but the broken corpses in this place suddenly exploded!

Fiery sword aura.

Scorching flames.

Tian Sihai's apprentice has always kept one hand, even if he didn't expect that the opponent was a Buddhist cultivator of the Three Realms, but he would also perineal the other party, and the Beacon Fire Sword Technique and the Fire Poison Sword Duel stabbed on the body of the hidden at the same time.

It's not that the King Kong of the full cross-border is not bad, and naturally it will not be the complete King Kong that is not bad...... Crossing borders to kill enemies is a common occurrence in this era.

Tian Sihai scolded secretly, although he has a lot of apprentices, but this one understands his heart the most.

Bu Hongjian was also stunned: "Damn miscellaneous, such a vicious sword cultivator!"

Tian Sihai waited for a while, and confirmed that Bu Hongjian had no backhand, only a broken golden body and herself: "The guy who pretends to be a ghost, he doesn't dare to show his face to see people, and he wants your grandfather's life, it depends on whether you have the ability or not." ”

"Suffer death!"

Tian Sihai poured his vitality into the saber, stepped on the rain, and slashed at Bu Hongjian through the wind.

Bu Hongjian looked at the conspiratorial bosom in the distance, and then at Tian Sihai, who was full of vitality and at least the second realm and entered the product: "Damn, transporting a few broken gifts, so many cultivators have been dispatched, don't the disciples of the Shen family's sword furnace want money?"

Bu Hongjian's gray robe shook: "That's the end of today, the monk left it to you, it will be regarded as a repayment." ”

Tian Sihai said indifferently: "When my Shen family's sword furnace is begging, killing people to pay for your life, do you still want to leave?"

Bu Hongjian's figure retreated sharply, Tian Sihai's body was in quick pursuit, and under the horse team, there was soil moving......

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