The fragrant tea was steaming, and Xiaoyu respectfully retreated.

Mu Chen took a sip lightly and said, "So, Bai Yingfei is a dog and a spy... These two days the court was investigating these matters, and I happened to have secretly hidden vague letters in a box of jewels in his treasury, and I happened to have bribed a few people. ”

Xia Wuwu said lightly: "Zhang Nianshan, the head of the Langjian faction, was coerced to "conspire with great things", but he would rather die than obey, so the two sides fought, the head Zhang Nianshan, his disciple Zheng Hai, and a group of apprentices all died in battle... Well, the wound still needs to be treated. ”

The two looked at each other and narrowed their eyes slightly, as if they were both satisfied with each other's abilities.

"I really didn't expect there to be a martial arts master like you among the readers... It's all up to you to take care of it in the future. Head of Xia. Mu Chen said with a smile.

In a few words, the two of them had already set the tone for the future of Tianyin City.

A new collusion group between the government and the sect has also taken shape.

Without further ado, the two of them were ready to get up separately, after all, there was still a lot of work to do.

However, at this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Xiao Yu screamed, leaned her back against the door and fell in, and sat on the ground.

The crack in the door slowly opened, letting in the brightest light of the afternoon.

But what was dazzling was not the light of the sky, but the light of the sword, the sword light that reflected the breath of death, like a sudden storm and rain from outside the door.

Rushing from outside the door, the sunlight was mixed with the light of the knife, and the light of the knife was mixed with a black shadow.

"Who?"

Mu Chen questioned as he picked up the cup that still had half a cup of fragrant tea left in his hand and smashed it out, then ran backwards, picked up a chair, held it high, and then hid behind his new ally.

This teenager is younger than him... I just hope that his martial arts are not weak.

Xia Wuwu suddenly took out the sword, the sword was extremely demonic, only to see that the tip of the sword pierced the throat of the first black shadow, but it gave people the feeling that the other party had sent it himself.

Sword after sword, he quickly rushed into the dark shadows, flying in a flurry of blood.

Sword light vertically and horizontally, extremely fast and demonic, this exercise is rumored to be a Zen master silently memorized the "Sunflower Treasure Book", and then returned to write a swordsmanship on the robe, although there are some incomplete, but the recorded Zen master's own martial arts are extraordinary, check and fill in the gaps, and then penetrate it.

However, his teacher, Shaolin Hongye Zen Master, was merciful, and ordered the lay Zen master to delete the essential part of it to avoid falling into the hands of wicked people and harming martial arts.

Therefore, the likes of Lin Yue in later generations actually practiced the sword technique of warding off evil spirits again.

But at this time, what was in Xia Wuwu's hands was the original version, and its power was naturally superior.

But he turned over and over that one move, "Zhong Kui's eyes", and there were a lot of later moves, but surprise attacks were OK, and killing people with a sword was OK.

But with one enemy and many enemies, it is inevitable that there is less coherence between the movements, and the connection is jerky and abnormal.

Dangdang...

The sword sounded, and his hands were already shaking.

He had never practiced the internal strength at all, and at this time, he basically relied on his diligent exercise on weekdays to be able to perform it, so even if it was a top-level sword move, he used it one after another, colliding with the enemy and blocking, making his right hand tremble slightly.

Whew...

As soon as the knife light finally slashed through his back, the black shirt was torn, revealing blood marks and staining his back red.

Xia Wuwu gritted his teeth, stepped out, like a ghost piercing through the air, and stood back in front of the door, using the terrain to face the enemy head-on, but he had already begun to gasp, and the wound on his back made him tremble.

He glanced into the courtyard, but saw that more than twenty black-clothed masked people were still standing, pacing slowly, communicating with each other in low and rapid code words, as if they were communicating something, and as if they were looking for an opportunity, there were only five or six corpses lying on the yellow mud ground of the small courtyard.

The young man's right hand slowly stretched, and then held it up to invigorate his blood, and at the same time said coldly: "Who are you?"

His gaze swept slightly over the sword in the hand of the fallen assassin in the room, the hilt of which was a squinting eagle, and his heart suddenly froze.

So he yelled at Mu Chen: "Take the sword! Bai Yingfei's people... It's a never-ending game!"

The latter, however, did not come, but the little maid trembled and snatched the sword from the dead man's hand, holding it in both hands, not so much as if she were going to fight the enemy, but as if she were cheering herself up and plucking up courage.

Mu Chen was rummaging through the cabinets, as if he was looking for something, and said with words in his mouth: "I remember to put it here..."

Brush Brush Brush ...

As if to confirm that there were only three people in the house, one after another black shadows no longer had any scruples, pulling out a black aura full of death in the sunlight, and rushed to the door of the house guarded by only one teenager.

Xia Wuwu roared in a low voice, and held the sword in his hand with his right hand.

"Life and death are fateful, and wealth is in the sky. ”

Then he stabbed out a new first sword, the angle was tricky and weird, like a demon holding a sword, piercing out from the back of the black-clothed man's head, and after pulling it out, there was another sword.

It seems that no matter what kind of enemy he is, he can't resist his sword.

But soon, he was overwhelmed by the black torrent, his bodies staggered and overlapped, and the sound of metal crashing and screaming was incessant.

Whew...

Another stab swept through his left arm, and soon there was another scar on his waist.

"And fifteen... There are only fifteen left..."From time to time, the young man used that step of the "Purple Qi Donglai Style" to widen the distance between himself and the enemy, and then used the strangeness of "Zhong Kui's eyes" to attack.

But once you fall into a state of being besieged, you will have an extra wound on your body.

In just a few dozen seconds, he has become a bloody man, his vision is also a little hazy, and there is no place in his body that does not hurt, is not tired, and does not hurt!

These should be the forces in Bai Yingfei's hands, is it to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, or is it to take revenge? So the little junior sisters and disciples who are still in the Langjian Sect are okay, right?

Just as he was thinking, Mu Chen's shout suddenly came from behind him.

"Let... Open!"

The white-robed young city lord rushed to the door with a dusty repeating crossbow in his hand, and skillfully pulled the trigger.

"A gentleman is good at shooting, Lao Tzu shoots you to death... Ahhhhh

"Shoot!!!" he sparkled with madness in his eyes as he roared to cheer himself up.

But his archery skills were really average, and soon the arrows missed, and only three or four people died.

He was taken aback, but by this time there had already been an Assassin seizing the opportunity, and one of them rolled over, and the flash of the knife swept towards his neck.

When Mu Chen was so close to death, he was a little stunned...

But suddenly there was a strong pull behind him, which could pull him back from the brink of death, but there was a faint blood mark on his neck, although the blood was gurgling, but it was not fatal.

A sword like a demon pierced the head of the visitor again.

Xia Wuwu sneered, touched the beads of sweat in front of him with his palm, but he actually wiped his face blood-red, like a ghost, with a fierce aura.

After paying the price of two wounds, he slew three enemies again.

Behind him, Mu Chen gasped and shook the sound of changing arrows, and soon he roared and rushed out, holding a repeating crossbow for a new burst.

But in just ten minutes, the two of them felt that it was so long.

Outside the door, the sky was as bright as gold, but it was a miserable golden courtyard.

Blood red like graffiti flowers blooming on the corpses one by one.

The two sat back to back in front of the door, but they were too tired to lift a finger.

Under the orders of the two, the little maid was forced to carefully mend the knife and use the repeating crossbow to mend it...

Kiss... Kiss... Kiss...

In the sound of arrows, the two people who had lived and died together lost the strength to speak.

After a long time, Mu Chen coughed weakly and said, "You saved my life just now, thank you." ”

After a while, he suddenly said, "Have you ever started a family? My aunt's daughter is not married yet... It's pretty and can be cheap for you. ”

Marriage is the most secure alliance.

Xia Wuwu gasped and said: "I have a cheap big brother in my door, and he is also unmarried, so he can match her." ”

Mu Chen said: "I know Zhang Hanyu... seems to be powerful, but in fact, it is fierce and introverted, and it can be described as a gallless rat. It's much worse than you..."

"Then forget it..."

Mu Chen pondered for a moment and said, "No, knot... This marriage has to be married, just your cheap big brother. ”

"The two haven't met yet, have they?"

"I can't help them. A flash of sharpness flashed in Mu Chen's eyes, but he was quickly stimulated by the pain of the scar on his neck, and he screamed "oops".