The cunning boy stood up suddenly, the silver light in his hand flashed, and he swept past Lin Gongzi's two companions, and when he pointed at Lin Gongzi's eyebrows, there was a "dang" sound, and Xiao Jiu's guinea knife body was close to Lin Gongzi's forehead, blocking the sword. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Gongzi's two companions only snorted at this time, and fell on the floor, with a slight trace of blood leaking out of their eyebrows, and their pupils dilated, obviously their lives were gone.

The cunning boy moves with great grace, and so does the killing.

Lin Gongzi was half awakened by drunkenness, staring at the sword in front of him in horror, and didn't dare to move. Xiao Jiu chuckled and said, "This knife power is used as the money for that bottle of wine, I don't know how many drops of wine it is worth?"

"Thou hast drunk a great deal of my wine before. The cunning boy looked slightly cold and said slowly.

"Nevertheless, he did not sin unto death. "Little Jiudao.

"So, you have to protect him?"

"If you have a glass of wine, as long as you are in front of me, I will protect him from death. "Little Jiudao.

"Okay!" As soon as the cunning fairy tale fell, the long sword in his hand suddenly slashed and stabbed at Xiao Jiu. Xiao Jiu's cicada knife was suddenly pulled out from his back, blocking the sword.

"The knife technique is not bad. The cunning boy praised coldly, his body suddenly moved, the long sword stabbed at Xiao Jiu's chest, his light waist twisted suddenly, and he flew up, like a frightened wild goose. Dressed in red, he dragged the ground, his clothes were like the wind and the clouds and rain, and he was as graceful as a dragon.

Xiao Jiu swung his knife to block a sword, and looked up to see that the cunning boy's posture was light, elegant, soft, and free, as beautiful as a dance, but he didn't dare to relax in his heart, and he held the dolphin knife without leaving Lin Gongzi's body, and he clearly felt that the cunning boy's killing intent was still on Lin Gongzi's body.

When the red clothes fluttered like clouds, and the repairs were about to be traced back to the sky, the sword light flashed suddenly.

"It's now. Xiao Jiu's pupils shrank, and he held the dolphin knife and suddenly handed it to Lin Gongzi's back, but he saw that the long sword in the cunning boy's hand suddenly passed through a streamer, and the silver light soared, piercing Lin Gongzi's throat from the side.

A fluttering red robe slowly fell, and even brushed the bridge of Xiao Jiu's nose, with a faint rouge fragrance. Collecting the sword, the cunning boy gently blew off the blood beads on the sword, calm as the waves condensed by the river and the sea, and did not see the momentum of the previous sword like thunder.

Xiao Jiu froze in place, surprised by the speed of the cunning boy's sword.

"My dancing is beautiful, right?" the cunning boy turned back to Liu Rumei and said, "It's just that after Ling Zun, there is no more worthy tune." He sighed faintly.

"Come like thunder to retract anger, like the river and sea condensing the light. Liu Rumei said: "Sure enough, as my father said, it is amazing." ”

Xiao Jiu, who was shocked before, finally moved, he squatted down and said to Lin Gongzi, who was blind to death: "I broke my promise, but he will definitely pay the price." With that, he stretched out his hand and closed Lin Gongzi's eyes. The blood oozing from under Lin Gongzi's fallen body flowed to the feet of the cunning boy, and the cunning boy elegantly lifted it to avoid it, but saw Xiao Jiu jump up suddenly, with two knives left and right, running like a meteor, and quickly approaching the cunning boy's ribs.

The cunning boy flashed and said to Xiao Jiu: "You are a person from the Medicine King Valley, I have seen you on the bow of the ship, and I will not fight you." Then his body drifted out of the window like the wind and clouds.

Xiao Jiu stepped on the window railing, turned over to the top of the boat, and looked for the cunning boy in the busy Qinhuai River, where thousands of boats passed every day.

In the limited anecdotes he heard from Su Ge'er, he never mentioned what to do if this happened. But Xiao Jiu knew that the eldest husband was full of his word, although the forest guard's thoughtful promise was broken, but he couldn't do nothing, and let the murderer go away safely, which was contrary to the chivalrous way of the rivers and lakes.

The cunning red figure was very recognizable in the twilight and slanting, and after Xiao Jiu saw him fall from the west building, he stepped lightly on the water and jumped onto the mast of a cargo ship. Xiao Jiu hurriedly jumped down and threw a string of splashes on the water.

Standing on the mast and letting the boat flow eastward, the cunning boy looked around the water to find Xiao Jiu's figure. The water surface was calm for a while, but the cunning boy did not relax at all, and when his eyes were wandering and searching, he suddenly heard a "whoosh", Xiao Jiu broke out of the water at the stern of the cargo ship under his feet, and the knife light reflected the sunlight, with water droplets, and slashed towards the cunning boy.

The cunning boy didn't fight back with a sword, his figure fluttered, like a graceful dance, and slowly floated down on another painting boat.

The silk and bamboo orchestral music in the painting boat is played in unison, the warbler swallows the words, the song is intermittent, and it is entering the realm of drunkenness.

Xiao Jiu's light skills are not as subtle as the cunning boy, but he is very brave, between the board and the stern of the boat, he crosses the air and pursues the cunning boy reluctantly.

In this way, the two of them kept moving, jumping, and flashing on the boat, the stern, the mast, and the top of the boat on the Qinhuai River, all the way to the east.

"Do you want to keep up. Su Musha asked Ye Qiudi, the two of them were standing on the north bank of the Qinhuai River at this time, watching Xiao Jiu and the cunning boy chase from a distance.

"Shocking steps!" Ye Qiudi said in surprise, "I know who he is!"

"Who?"

"Concubine Xiaoxiang, cunning boy. Ye Qiudi said: "Jinghongbu was born from the dance of neon clothes and feathers, and the cunning child of Xiaoxiang Concubine is very perceptive in steps. When he practiced the neon dress and feather dance to please the King of Qin, he realized such light skills in the dance steps. ”

"The long sideburns are like clouds and clothes, and the dance is like a spring. Ye Qiudi praised lightly, although it was not a poem, but she sighed the beauty of Concubine Xiaoxiang's dance.

"When my father and the Legalist Shang Hongyang fought Hangu Pass, Concubine Xiaoxiang accompanied the King of Qin in front of him, and when he saw Murong not returning to the Queen of Qin, he disappeared into the Hou Qin court, and it was not until three years later that he walked the rivers and lakes, and was included in the list of villains because of his moodiness and indiscriminate killing of innocents, and he was well known by the people of the rivers and lakes. Su Musha said, "So, before my father died, he was in front of him?"

Ye Qiudi glanced back at Su Musha, squeezed his palm, and said, "Let's follow." ”

Ye Qiudi knew that Su Musha had always had a knot.

Su Musha's mother died in childbirth, and his father sent him to the Valley of the Medicine King when he was babbling, and he never returned to the Valley to see him until he died in battle. And when the teahouse wine shop Washe Hook Column was rapping and arranging Su Ci's life, there was never a rumor that Su Ci had children in the lyrics and songs of the romance book. So Su Musha has always been curious in his heart, in the mind of Su Ci, who is known as a hero by the world, what kind of existence is his son?

Especially at the end of life.

Ye Qiudi felt the same way, her mother also gave birth to her, because of the injury of vitality, and died soon after. She often fantasizes about whether her mother regrets giving birth to her, and what kind of emotions she will have when she sees her now.

What Ye Qiudi thought in his heart was not bad at all, but Su Ci and his wife were still a mystery to Su Musha.

Su Musha is sometimes curious about the identity of his mother in this life, but Su Ci met his mother when he traveled in the rivers and lakes, even Su Mucheng, who was in the age of the general horn at that time, did not know the identity of his aunt, only that she talked extraordinarily, and his uncle never said how they met.

Su Ci Kendo is not the ancestral heritage of the Su family, and there is no record of Su Ci's swordsmanship in the Medicine King Valley Zangjing Pavilion, as if it appeared out of thin air.

"Good. ”

Su Mu responded, and the two jumped on the eaves hand in hand, looked at the red figure that had run away, identified the direction, and chased along the eaves of the archway on the north bank of the Qinhuai River.