It was a night of mourning and coldness, and even the carriage seemed to tremble with fear as it rode through the streets, and the clouds were low and the wind was fierce, and the night was sparsely populated, and the whole town of Cowherd was shrouded in a deep, dead silence. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And at this moment, out of an alley in the direction of the weeping and cold poplar bay, came a tall man, who carried a long sword wrapped in yellow brocade on his shoulder, his expression was as cold as frost, and his eyes were as sharp as lightning. His steps were so heavy, as if he was dragging the weight of ten thousand pounds, and he walked step by step towards the path that the team of dart masters had just walked.

When I was about to come to the door of a grocery store, in the faint light of the lantern hanging from the porch, there was a trembling old woman, holding a bamboo cane, walking with a very strange expression on her wrinkled side face in the faint light and shadow of the lantern. She walked step by step, as if her destination was also the abyss of the night!

Suddenly, the young man with a long sword wrapped in yellow brocade on his shoulder walked over. As he passed by the old woman, the old woman suddenly turned her face sideways and smiled sadly at the young swordsman, and at the same time, she waved the bamboo cane in her hand. It was very amazing, it was not a bamboo cane, but a sharp sword hidden in a bamboo cane.

The sword flashed and stabbed out towards the young swordsman's right ribs; in such a short time, at such a close distance, it was thought that the young swordsman would not be able to save it even if he had divine help! However, the result was beyond people's expectations, and it was not the young swordsman who fell to the ground, but the old woman. Because, the young swordsman's sword was faster, almost lightning fast, and with a bang, the blade that popped out of the sheath was less than five inches, and it unmistakably cut off the major artery on the left side of the old woman's neck!

The old man fell to the ground, looking at him with a terrified look and an expression of disbelief, "Nanjian," the old man exerted his last strength before he died, and said the question in his heart, "How do you know that the old body is going to kill you?"

"On such a dark night," he said coldly, "a trembling old man, who wanders alone in the streets without help, would be suspicious to normal people." ”

"Alas!" the old man sighed, and never moved again.

However, Nanjian suddenly stopped when he passed a row of corridors with six pillars, "The people behind the pillars," he said suddenly, "Come out!"

"So your hearing is so quick!" Sure enough, four people came out from behind the pillar, and they said, "Nanjian is invincible, and it really deserves its reputation!"

These four people are also white-bearded and white-haired, and they are wearing white robes, but their complexions are not clear to see, and judging by the voices they speak, they are full of vigor and strength, and no one would think that these four people will actually be four old men! One of them holds a pair of judge's pens, one holds a cast iron bone, one holds a nine-ring broadsword, and the other wields a mountain-opening axe; all of them are majestic and murderous!

Nan Jian looked at the dark night in the distance, "I don't know the five elders of Dongyue," he said coldly, "Why are you looking for trouble below?"

"Oh!" said the old man with the big axe, "you are a wonderful man, who knows not only the people behind the pillars, but also the origin of our people. I'd like to hear how you know that?"

At this time, Nan Jian turned around, but his expression was still as cold as frost, "Your name is Li Libo, commonly known as an axe to open the mountain," he said, "This senior with a nine-ring big sword must be Wang Shihu, a famous sword on the rivers and lakes!"

The other party was stunned when he heard this, "What about him?" he pointed to the old man next to him who was holding a cast iron bone and asked, "Who is he!"

"Zhong Ping," Nan Jian said, "On the rivers and lakes, Zhong Ping, the gravel hammer that makes people talk about the tiger's color, is Your Excellency." ”

When the other party heard this, he was extremely proud, and he couldn't help laughing, "What about him," he suddenly suppressed his laughter, pointed to the old man holding a pair of judge's pens and asked, "What's his name?"

"Scholar judge, Ni scholar. Nan Jian said, "And just now, the old woman who hid the sword in her cane is also Cui Xianglan, who is known as the silver-haired mother-in-law on the rivers and lakes!"

When the four of them heard this, they looked at each other. Their expressions were like they were standing on the top of a high mountain, but when they looked down, they found that there was no bottom below, and there was no way out, and everything was on the verge of despair!

"But, before you do it!" Nan Jian said coldly, "I still hope that you can tell me the purpose of intercepting me halfway tonight." ”

"Why?" asked.

"Because, I don't want to kill innocents indiscriminately!"

"It's very simple!" At this time, Ni Shusheng, who was holding the judge's pen, said, "The five of us have been good friends with Mr. Tu of the Dongyue Dart Bureau for many years, so it is impossible for us to stand idly by and ignore the difficulties of our good friends. ”

"Very good!" Nanjian said, "Congratulations on making a good friend with a bad heart." In this way, you are no better, you are just a nest of snakes and rats!"

"!" Li Libo, who made the mountain axe, snort and said, "Stinky boy, we are all noble people, and you are allowed to use such foul language to ruin our good name." ”

Nan Jian sneered and ignored them no more. He was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by them: "Let me ask you one more thing?"

"Something to say!" Nanjian stopped.

"It is said that you have always been kind-hearted," at this time, Wang Shihu, who made the Nine Rings Broadsword, said, "Then why did you kill this elderly silver-haired mother-in-law Cui Xianglan just now!"

"Tonight," Nan Jian said coldly, "Whoever wants to stop and kill Tu Dahu, the silver-haired mother-in-law Cui Xianglan is the best example!"

"What an arrogant tone!" the four of them said, waving the sharp weapons in their hands and rushing towards the southern sword.

At that time, the situation was very serious. The four men, like four bats flying in the night sky, heard the same predatory target and pounced on it at the same time. The night is dark, but this dark street is murderous in its heart, like a desolate place full of ghosts.

However, in the face of four extremely terrifying figures on the rivers and lakes, wielding four strange weapons from behind, Nan Jian did not hesitate at all, and the evil sword he carried on his shoulder had never been unsheathed so quickly as at this moment.

The dragon roared, the heavens and the earth trembled, the pale light of the sword, with the breath of death, pierced the firmament and slit the throat of everyone who rushed towards him, and four corpses fell to the ground, each dying face filled with infinite fear and astonishment.

They couldn't believe that there was such a fierce and fast sword and swordsmanship in the whole world! And Nanjian had already carried the evil sword and continued to walk forward. The night was dark, the wind was cool, and the street behind him was nothing but the stiff corpses of the five fears. The night is still as silent as death.

However, there is an attic in front of it, brightly lit, and there seems to be a faint sound of string singing from inside! )