Chapter 155: The Great Thief of the River

At that moment, the diner was describing my appearance in detail, and the more I listened, the more frightened I became. When I first came to these Three Imperial Cities, I didn't do a single evil thing, how could I become that heinous Jiangyang thief? I really can't understand it, I think it must be this city lord who is mistaken. Now that I'm here, I have to find a way to explain it.

But there are so many people that I can't be discovered by them. So he quietly took the big knife from his back, wrapped it in rags, grabbed a handful of dust on the ground and wiped it on his face.

As he spoke, the diner had already caught a glimpse of me. His eyes were suspicious, obviously suspicious. The two whispered a few more words, and the diner came over and asked in the Central Plains language, "Is this gentleman from the Central Plains?"

I thought I couldn't hide this, so I said bluntly: "Exactly, come down and do some small business." ”

The diner asked again, "Sir, this bag is slender, I don't know what it contains?"

I hurriedly thought of the blind girl's piano, and hurriedly said, "There is a piano in it, which is a family heirloom." ”

The diners looked at me like a thief. I couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily: "Why are you asking so much, I also violated the king's law by eating?"

The diner was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly apologized to me: "Offended, offended, I remembered someone when I saw the appearance of Mr., so I came to ask." ”

Listening to him is very civil, but he is too impolite to do things. I snorted coldly, and ate to myself, ignoring him. Seeing that I was reluctant to deal with me, he also found it boring, so he settled the account with his companion and left.

I had a full stomach and drink, and I had a firm "burp" before I felt satisfied. It's getting late, and seeing that this city is quite prosperous, it is the right thing to find an inn to beat.

But when I walked out of the gate of the hotel just now, I saw a team of city officials holding knives and sticks and chains, shouting: "Brothers, don't go to that thief!"

I looked left and right and saw no one else, and it seemed that it was me. I hurriedly waved my hand and said, "This official, you think you have recognized the wrong person, how can you be a Jiangyang thief when you come out of the precious land?"

The tolerance did not listen to me so much, a burst of loud shouting, the other soldiers were eager to pounce, I saw that the situation was really a show before the soldiers could not be explained, or go first, and wait for the investigation to understand and then reason is not too late. He kicked a stick-wielding soldier in the chest, grabbed the wrist of a soldier with another palm, pushed him towards the crowd, and turned his head to the side.

Behind him, the gong sounded, and the leader of the tolerance was heard shouting, "Chase quickly, don't go away from the robber!"

I ran all the way in a panic, and I didn't know how many alleys I crossed, and I ran straight out of breath, and when I saw that no one was chasing me, I squatted down to catch my breath.

In front of him, a man in white passed by, but he left a gust of incense. At this moment, I still noticed that he had a good sword at his waist, and the scabbard was turquoise. The sword was already cold before it was unsheathed. According to legend, this sword is like nine green snakes, square in the water, swimming like a living thing.

Therefore, the ancient sword is called "Green Snake Sword".

He took a few steps, and suddenly turned around and asked me, "Are you the Jiangyang thief?"

I was stunned. Could it be that I have written the words "Jiangyang thief" on my forehead, so that anyone who sees me can recognize me? Inexplicably, I have become a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats me.

I was angry in my heart: "Childe, although I am a big tiger, I don't do bad things in my life, but I am not a Jiangyang thief!"

He sneered.

Hold out a slender finger and lightly touch the center of my eyebrows.

It's very light, very light.

However, for me, it is heavier than a thousand pounds. The qi in my body exploded almost inch by inch, like a live fish suddenly thrown into a pan of oil, still struggling wildly. The pain was like torture with a thousand knives cutting my body off. Ever since I learned Big Dreams, no one has ever hurt me so easily. And his finger not only hurt me, but also made my qi retrograde and miserable.

When I tried to draw my sword, I could only pull out two inches.

I had been seriously injured before, and now I was attacked by him for some reason, so naturally I couldn't resist it. There was a piercing chill in his body, which was enough to make ordinary people faint. I was still fighting hard, but the pain was so severe that I had to bend over.

I'm a little curious, why didn't he kill me with a finger?

Beside the road, there is a stone lion. And I need to vent my true qi in my body in order to suppress the chaotic qi. I got my feet off the ground, and even people with knives crashed into the stone lion, and the stone lion weighing thousands of pounds was instantly smashed into countless pieces by me. I finally reluctantly adjusted the qi, and with a twitch of my right hand, the dragon slayer knife was already out of its sheath.

The boy looked at me with disdain, twisted his neck, and the corners of his mouth twitched, full of mockery.

"You're not running?" he pointed to the other end of the alley.

There are so many people I can't beat, and I've never run. So, to his disappointment, he slammed his knife into the young man like a stone lion. He must have expected me to go with the knife, but he must not have expected me to hit him. In an instant, his retreat had been blocked by me.

When I bump into him, that's when he dies.

Instead of dodging, the boy slapped his palm at me, and my figure froze suddenly. He stretched out his other palm, turned his palm into a claw and shrank back, I was like a dragon absorbing water, and Childe suddenly accelerated and walked forward, stretched out his arm, and slammed it on my chest. His body flew backwards again like a bow tire that had been pulled to the full moon.

I was suffocated by an arm, he had obviously retreated, but he seemed to have changed his mind, and "walked" towards me like a leisurely stroll, the movement was very light but the speed was extremely fast, only in the blink of an eye, another elbow hit my waist, and the back of my body was smashed into a big hole by his qi engine. I got down on one knee and vomited a mouthful of blood, and the blue brick floor was a puddle of red, shocking.

He hooked his fingers with a blank face.

I pressed the tip of the knife on the ground, supported my body with strength, straightened my waist, completely forgot myself, no pain, no distractions, only an invincible knife in my mind, and the sea of air was boiling.

The dragon slayer came to rest in front of me.

I slammed my feet on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. I'm going to slash out with all my might!

"I'm hungry," he said, "it's boring to fight, let's go get something to eat." ”

I was stunned. I don't know if this knife should be cut out, and I will fight him to the death?

He smiled and said, "You should save some strength for this little skill, although you can withstand my one-finger sword, I can kill you with fifty percent of my strength." ”

I suddenly lost my breath, knowing that he was telling the truth.

"What do you want?"

"I'm in a good mood today and don't want to kill. However, it doesn't mean that you have run. ”

"Who the hell are you, and what do you want?" I asked.

"Oh, you don't know who I am, wouldn't it be unjust if I died like this. He slapped his forehead and suddenly realized, "I am the city lord of the Three Imperial Cities, Murong Bi, one of the four devils known as the people of the rivers and lakes." ”

I clenched the dragon slayer knife in one more move.