introduction

In March of that year, when the willow warbler in the south of the Yangtze River was flying and the peach blossoms were blooming, Liu Yanyang, the leader of the martial arts alliance of the Tibetan Sword Villa, died violently at home. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In April of that year, when the ice in the north of the country was carved and the plum blossoms were in full bloom, Geng Lie, the martial arts deacon of the Luoma Villa, was in a different place.

Still that year, the old emperor in the palace had a strange disease, he didn't think about tea and dinner, he gradually lost weight, and his life hung by a thread.

It was still that year, the vassal kings of various places colluded with each other, and they were ready to move, and there was a tendency for mountains and rains to come and fill the building.

Mr. Jianghu Tong Mo once said with a sigh: The rivers and lakes are going to be washed in blood again!

Chapter 1: Beauty Rakshasa

The blood, red and red, drop by drop, slipped from the low-hanging tip of the sword, splashed onto the ground and quickly merged with the previous blood into a small puddle of blood, like red flowers blooming on the black earth, thick and bewitching, filled with a strong breath of death.

Liu Yefei's sword-holding arm was already numb, and the corpses of thirteen or four black-clothed people had been lying on the remote official road, while the remaining seven or eight black-clothed people did not retreat at all, but changed the posture of the fierce attack just now, and just tightly surrounded Liu Yefei in the road, just like admiring a prey that was driven into a cage, seeing how it struggled helplessly, and how helplessly it would die.

Liu Yefei moved his right hand holding the sword, tore off a torn placket with his left hand, and wrapped it hard around the hand and hilt of the sword, because Liu Yefei had seen the god of death walking towards him step by step, death, for the sixteen-year-old Liu Yefei before, it was still vague, without any concept, a very distant thing, but today he had to face it, face it, and feel it.

Since escaping from the Tibetan Sword Villa, this is the ninth time that he has been in a desperate situation, Liu Yefei knows that this is the last time, people can't be lucky forever, because this time the killers are all tough and well-trained, and they are all masters of the masters.

A man in black, who was as thin and tall as a bamboo pole, shook the mandarin duck double knife in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Liu, your death date has arrived, and today next year is your sacrifice day, don't resist."

Liu Yefei wiped the mixture of blood and sweat on his face with his left hand, and the sword in his right hand pointed directly at the bamboo pole man, and said loudly: "How happy is the husband's life, and what is the fear of death!

The bamboo pole sneered: "Young Master Liu, don't ask! Hand over the "Willow Leaf Sword Spectrum" and the treasure map, we just have to take the money to do things, in short, the person your Liu family offended is definitely not an idle person, otherwise we won't let the twelfth floor go out in person?"

On the twelfth floor, the twelfth floor where thousands of dollars buy a life, and there is no price for words, Liu Yefei's heart sank, it seems that the opponent must be going to eradicate the grass of the Liu family.

"So, let's talk with a sword!" A sense of pride came from the bottom of Liu Yefei's heart, only those who are in a desperate situation can put down life and death, hatred, and grievances, and calmly face the arrangement of fate.

The bamboo pole sneered, looked around at the black-clothed people around, and said loudly: "Kill him, ten thousand taels of gold will be divided equally!"

Before the words fell, a spear white snake spat out and stabbed Liu Yefei's throat, and just when he wanted to retreat, he suddenly felt the golden wind whistling behind him, and it was a big and heavy weapon breaking through the air.

Liu Yefei turned to the right in a hurry, and unexpectedly a single knife on the right, slashing Huashan with force, and wanted to take his head.

In the eyes of the killer, there is only shining gold, there is no rules and morality of the rivers and lakes at all, Liu Yefei pointed to him on the tip of his right foot, and his body rotated, and he could dodge a knife on the head, the head of the sword sharpened the spear, his sword is not an ordinary product, but a treasure of the town of the hidden sword villa--- dragon yin sword, can cut copper and break iron, the gun head and the gun handle are separated from the gun handle under a blow, at the moment when the man in black with the gun was stunned, the tip of Liu Yefei's sword has been directly embedded in his throat, and the man in black did not understand what was going on until he died. The head of the broken gun was castrated, and it flew into the left eye of the man in black behind him, and the man in black screamed, and the hammer in his hand flew out of his hand, almost hitting the bamboo pole.

The frightened bamboo pole, secretly surprised, the Tibetan Sword Villa is really talented, Liu Yefei is young, he has such a high attainment in kung fu, over time, the future will also be a generation of grandmasters, this person can never be kept, he must be cut off today! When his mind moved, the true qi had run through the mandarin duck double knife, and he was going to take action personally.

At this moment, a song of pastoral flute from outside the sky came leisurely, that leisurely, that splendid, as if to dissipate this rich murderous aura!

On the quiet official road, a small sedan chair suddenly came leisurely, and the peculiar thing was that the sedan chair was not carried by a strong man, but by four boys in colorful clothes. A boy dressed in white, with a jade flute across his mouth, walked in front of the sedan chair. What's even more strange is that the bamboo pole saw these five boys, five dwarfs, and a little bead of sweat appeared on their thin faces......

The small sedan chair came to the front, the melodious flute also stopped abruptly, the bamboo pole hoped that the small sedan chair was just passing by, but his hope immediately became extravagant, the sedan chair not only stopped, but also the four boys actually fell off the sedan chair, opened the sedan curtain, a graceful figure, like a fairy, holding a girl with white hair as a snow cat in her arms, the spring breeze slowly paced out like a willow, that noble, that arrogant, amazed everyone present.

The bamboo pole almost blurted out these words, and his first thought was to run, and how far he could run.

"Are you playing fighting? Why don't you fight? I like to watch fights the most!" The little woman's work made everyone's hearts tremble, chill, and ache.

"I saw it from afar, it's so unfair for so many of you to beat one!" the girl pursed her lips, looked at a few people in black, and shook her head very dissatisfied, "Since you are so unkind, why don't you fight with them?"

Bamboo pole pondered whether to fight or escape, and several sets of plans flashed through his mind, but they were all vetoed by himself. He hesitated, the legendary Rakshasa Woman of the Western Regions was at least forty years old, could she be so young?

You can't make extraneous branches, and it will ruin a big thing. The eldest husband can bend and stretch, bite the bamboo pole teeth, and change his heart to a very bright smile, "This female fairy, I really don't want to go, I swept your Yaxing, it's the fault of the little ones, please smile at this little meaning," the knife was handed over to the left hand, and the right hand was in the bosom, and there were two more gold ingots in the ground, which was as much as a hundred taels. Keep going!

The girl's eyebrows didn't move, her small mouth exhaled softly, and she said leisurely: "You want to buy me? This is too shabby! It's not enough for Miss Ben to have a cup of tea!"

The subordinates of the bamboo pole couldn't stand it for a long time, and they all glared angrily, these Jiangyang thieves have killed countless people, and they all draw their swords against each other without saying a word, I don't know why their big guy is so low-brow in front of a little woman!

The bamboo pole suppressed the anger in his heart, and still smiled and said, "How much does the female fairy want?"

The girl's eyes closed, she thought for a while, and then spoke, thinking that her face was full of spring, and her bright smile was very similar to the first blooming peach blossoms, intoxicating the air, and even Liu Yefei, who was under siege, forgot the danger. "I like to bet the most, it's better to do this, there is a box of jewels, you win, the jewels belong to you, you lose, he belongs to me!" After speaking, he pointed at Liu Yefei in the array.

There were already two boys who carried out a carved Nanmu big box from the sedan chair, opened, pearl jade, red gold and silver, colorful, and captured people's souls.

All the people present are veterans who have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and at a glance, the value of it will be clear to their hearts, this box is full of 100,000 gold! If their eyes were full of thick blood light in the bloody battle just now, then at this time, their eyes are all golden light, enough to melt everything, fierce golden light!

The sake is red, and the wealth is moving! The bamboo pole knows that he is willing to stop, and his wolf-like subordinates will never let go of this flower-like beauty, like a mountain of gold and silver! Wealth and danger are sought, and men sometimes have to be cruel to themselves! Greed and desire make him forget the shadow in his heart and the cloud of doubt in front of him.

The bamboo pole surged with unprecedented passion in his heart, collected the money into his arms, handed the knife to his right hand, and said loudly: "What kind of gambling method?"

The girl pointed to the five boys of red, orange, yellow, green and white: "You can choose one of them, beat him, and the box will be yours!"

"It's that simple?" said the bamboo pole a little unbelieving his ears.

"It's that simple!" The girl's face is innocent!

"Brothers, who will take this vote!" Bamboo Pole was a little hoarse, but he hadn't forgotten the rule that he couldn't take risks himself, and he wanted to find someone to verify his fears!

"Boss, I'm coming!" a man in black stepped forward with a mace in his hand. Throughout the ages, there have always been sparrows who want to come out.

"Okay, the reward will be 10,000 dollars!" Bamboo pole is a good leader who knows how to develop the potential of his subordinates.

The mace knew the content of the gambling game, he looked around at the five boys, weighed and compared, he walked in front of the boy in yellow, and pointed with the stick in his hand, "Just choose you!" He thought that the boy in yellow was the thinnest and shortest, and it might be the softest and best persimmon!

"Let's do it!" Unexpectedly, the boy in yellow had no fear at all.

There was no turning back when the bow was opened! The mace lifted the big stick weighing 80 pounds high above his head, and with a loud roar, Mount Tai pressed the top! The sound of the wind on the stick reached a thousand pounds.

Boom, a puff of yellow dust rose on the official road, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that it must be a piece of flesh and blood under the stick!

The yellow dust dispersed, and when everyone looked at it again, the boy in yellow did not move at all, but it was a mace that fell on his back to the sky, and his eyes were wide open, looking at the world very puzzled. The head of the stick is deeply embedded in the dirt of the official road.

The bamboo pole can be seen clearly, there is a trace of yellow thread at the fat throat of the mace, which is shining, and he knows that it is the edge of a copper coin after a long time.

The throat of the bamboo pole tightened for a while, as if there was also a yellow thing embedded there.

"Haha! I won! I won!" the girl jumped with joy. "Okay, let's go, he's mine!" pointed to Liu Yefei in the encirclement.

At this time, the bamboo pole's eyes were blood-red, like a wolf being chased on the grassland. "Brothers, go up together!"

The girl pretended to be alarmed, "How can you play tricks?

"Kill them, the box is yours, this chick is mine!" The bamboo pole finally reveals the robber's ferocious nature.

"What should I do, what should I do, Xiaobai, it's all up to you this time!" the panicked girl whispered to the kitten in her arms.

The robbers who swarmed almost all had to laugh out loud, and they had seen the temporary cramming, but they had never seen the temporary cramming.

Liu Yefei looked at the killers who turned around to attack the sedan chair man and the girl, and just wanted to raise his sword to help, only to see a white light in his vision, and in an instant, the people in black fell to the ground one after another, leaving only the bamboo pole with his mouth wide open and fixed in place.

The white lightning suddenly returned to the girl's arms, and the cute big cat's mouth gently sucked the blood between its paws!

Only then did Liu Yefei discover that between the lightning and flint, all the black-clothed killers had a deep claw mark between their throats!

The bamboo pole exclaimed: "Tianshan snow beaver, you are really a rakshasa in the Western Regions!" He confirmed the initial speculation with death, and after many years, people summed up a classic saying: curiosity kills cats.

The beautiful and peerless woman, looking at Liu Yefei, who was holding a sword in her hand, with a resolute expression and a handsome appearance, moved the lotus step lightly and walked slowly.

Looking at the fairy-like graceful woman who came over, Liu Yefei did not move, nor did he put down the sword in his hand. He didn't know what this beautiful but murderous woman would do to him?

"Handsome brother, you are mine now!" the tone was as beautiful as a swallow warbler's cry.

Liu Yefei felt a bone-chilling coldness, he clenched the sword in his hand hard, staring intently at the wonderful figure that was getting closer and closer.