He looked around the street coldly, his eyes were mysterious and deep, like a trance and eternal emptiness, ruthless and desireless, no sorrow and no anger, clear and crystalline, without half impurities. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone reacted, their hearts were horrified, only to see a lonely and cold figure standing in front of the window, they all turned their heads to look at Qingjin, but just made eye contact with him, they were seen by the eyes that seemed to be a substance, and in a trance their internal organs were seen clearly by him, and there was no secret at all, everyone was terrified in their hearts, and they all involuntarily bowed their heads to avoid, and they didn't dare to look at the first half of their eyes.

The street was silent for a moment, except for the sound of birds and the wind, but there was no sound.

At this time, the middle-aged man was the first to come back to his senses, his internal strength was profound, and he was not affected, his face was tense at this moment, his eyes were like eagle falcons, he swept around, stopped on one of the carriages for a while, and before everyone could react, his body moved, Huo Ran jumped up, and swept towards the carriage like a bird.

He was extremely fast, like a wind wheel, a few zhang distance swept by, fluttering on the roof of the carriage, those armor soldiers were shocked, and hurriedly swung their knives to kill, but it was too late, only to see this middle-aged man's body bow, vertical in the air, the body curled to avoid the attack of everyone, and at the same time a clear sound, the long sword in his hand shook, the cold light was shining, turned into a silver rainbow, like thunder, Huo Ran slashed towards the carriage volley.

The carriage clicked, cracked in response, a boy rolled on the ground, another girl dressed as a maid, but covered in blood, she leaned over and got up, seeing that the middle-aged man was killing the boy with a sword, and pounced on the boy, trying to block the sword, if the middle-aged man wanted to kill the boy, he must first kill the maid, I don't know why. There was a trace of unbearability in his eyes, this was definitely not the expression that a killer should have.

At this time, several armor soldiers shouted, Huo Ran attacked, but he used a subtle body technique to dodge, and he stabbed towards the boy with a sword. This time, the direction taken was to avoid the maid, and several armor soldiers couldn't react, and their eyes were suddenly red, and they shouted: "The prince ......" rushed over one after another.

At this moment, a long howl like the roar of the phoenix of the Nine Heavens that everyone only heard broke through the air, and the whistling sound was rolling, wrapped in a green shadow, like a sword light outside the world, and it was transformed into thousands of things. Ghosts flew like ghosts.

As soon as the whistling sound first entered the ear, the figure was still in front of the window, and the sound was not stopped, and in an instant, it had passed a distance of more than ten zhang and reached a short distance.

Without the slightest pause, a cold light stabbed straight at the middle-aged man's back, and the long sword in the man's hand was about to stab Tong'er, and suddenly he felt a warning in his heart. The hairs on his body stood on end, and he did not hesitate to move his body two feet sideways. With all his strength, he backhanded the long sword in his hand, and his wrist was numb, and he barely managed to block this killing move.

He only felt cold sweat dripping down his forehead, and before he could recover, he felt that a sword light in front of him was like a mist and was as powerful as a way. It's like a ghost

Suddenly, he was shocked in his heart, only the long sword dance in his hand was impenetrable, and he retreated again and again, only listening to a series of dense lines. The sound of the clash of blades like beads came,

A long sword in Qing Jin's hand was like a spirit snake, trembling endlessly, interspersing in his sword light, only forcing him to retreat again and again, and the fear on his face became thicker and thicker. It's just that this sword seems to be transformed by clouds, ethereal, pervasive, no matter how tightly he moves, how tightly he defends, he can't get out of Qingjin's sword light, and gradually there are more slender wounds on his body, blood trickles out, and his clothes are instantly dyed red.

At this moment, suddenly Qingjin's ears jumped, and a sharp sound of breaking the air came, his heart tightened, and he couldn't care about this person, his figure flashed, turning into a green shadow, as fast as a shock, Huo Ran appeared beside the boy, and at the same time, his left hand was as fast as lightning, and he grabbed it suddenly, and a eagle zero feather arrow was caught in his hand, and the arrow shaft was still trembling.

Qing Jin's eyes swept around, and he didn't say who shot it, his left hand was lucky, and with a flash of purple light, the shaft of the arrow with zero feathers turned into powder, and it was scattered on the ground with the breeze.

The middle-aged man's eyes were stared, and his heart was shocked, if he wanted to smash the arrow shaft made of birch wood, as long as he got home, he could do it at will, but if he wanted to be silent, he would shake the arrow shaft into powder, even the masters of the rivers and lakes might not be able to do so lightly, he knew that there was this person today, and it was impossible to kill this boy, if he continued to stay here, he might even lose his own life here.

It is said that he is also a person in the rivers and lakes, but he just follows his father's teachings, rarely walks in the rivers and lakes on weekdays, and lives a semi-secluded life.

It's just that in this situation, I can only retreat first, see if there is a chance in the future, understand this grievance, and no longer owe others kindness.

He is also a very decisive person, thinking of this, Huo Ran let out a long roar, his body was pulled up from the ground, swept a few feet, through the branches and leaves, and disappeared without a trace, and those assassins heard the whistling, and they also retreated cleanly.

Seeing this, Qing Jin flicked his big sleeves, his body moved, and he fell lightly beside the boy like a floating cloud, stretched out his hand to help the girl up, and picked up the boy again.

The boy was not afraid when he saw it, he looked at Qing Jin with a pair of big bony eyes, although there was still a little surprise in his eyes, but there was no fear, and there was no crying that a child should have after this accident, and he didn't speak, just stared at Qing Jin intently, obviously curious about this big brother who could fly like a fairy.

At this time, everyone reacted, although those armor soldiers knew that Qing Jin was kind to help, but they still didn't dare to be careless, and gradually formed a circle around Qing Jin's body, Qing Jin's previous lack of power obviously made them extremely awe-inspired, for fear of inadvertently annoying him, they didn't dare to come forward to inquire.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a bright yellow costume walked over quickly, this person was seven feet tall, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, he seemed to be weak, but he had an awe-inspiring momentum, and he thought that he was the current Xingwang.

He walked quickly to the front, hugged Zhu Houxi, and asked in a low voice: "How is Xi'er? Is it hurt?" Saying that, he looked around at Zhu Houxi, he had two sons, but the other died soon after, and only Zhu Houyu was left, plus he was not in good health, if this only son had an accident, and no one would inherit the throne, the line of King Xing would be completely cut off.

Zhu Houxi raised his head and said, "Father, the son is fine!" said with a pair of eyes still staring at Qing Jin, obviously extremely curious about him. (To be continued.) )