Chapter 8 Midnight Visitors
Xuan Ming was looking up at the sky depressedly, his stomach rumbling a few times, it seemed that it was the habitual hunger after washing his muscles and removing the marrow. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
He covered his mouth and nose and jumped off the ground, took out a Bigu Dan from the guest room package and put it in his mouth. With the sword tucked around his waist, Xuan Ming picked up the two wooden barrels in the room.
"I'd better carry some water to deal with the site myself. ”
Just two buckets of water were fetched from outside the courtyard around the lake, and the east suddenly lit up, and a fire suddenly broke out.
Xuan Ming remembered Ye Yang's instructions before the night, and his heart was suddenly alert.
"If something mundane happens tonight, don't worry about the two virtuous nephews, the village has its own arrangements. ”
He rushed two buckets of water under the stone table, and then knocked on the door of the guest room next door where Xun Tian lived.
"Is it Xuanming Daoyou? ”
Pushing open the door, I saw that Xuntian, an idler from our Wuhou Mansion, was leaning against the window frame to make a call, and Xuan Ming was sitting on a chair and waiting in a hurry.
Listening to him answer yes and noh on the phone, waiting for the line to be closed, Xuan Ming smiled and said: "Brother Xuntian, you said that you are an idler in Wuhou Mansion, how do I think you are busier than the Hou Ye on duty." ”
Xuntian shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "The little monk is really here to hang out with you, if I knew in advance that I just happened to encounter the eventful autumn of Longquan Sword Village, I wouldn't come." Just now, I was asked to start investigating the Yunliu Society's stronghold tomorrow. It seems that they went too far. ”
"It's really overdone, I broke into people's houses at night and set fire to them, let's go, let's take a look. ”
"Please. ”
Walking out of the courtyard gate, I happened to see a team of three Longquan disciples hurriedly walking to the west.
"I've seen two young heroes. ”
Xuan Ming recognized the person who took the lead in saluting with the surname Xiang Minglong, who was Ye Yang's proud disciple. He didn't dare to accept the other party's salute calmly, and hurriedly returned the salute with Xuntian: "I've seen three chivalrous friends." ”
"In order to prevent the other party from attacking the other party, the owner sent us to inspect, and if there was something to do, we said goodbye. ”
"Please. ”
As soon as the words fell, two bamboo branches suddenly flew out of the water at the same time, stabbing straight towards everyone.
"What people!"
The water splashed in the sky, and when the mist was flying, at the squinting place, two black figures had already appeared.
As soon as it was too late, two sword lights suddenly flashed out of the darkness, and the targets were the other two Sword Zhuang disciples who were on the outside of the crowd.
There were two pops, and a few bits of blood seeped into the mist.
"Ye Tan, Ye Xiang!"
Seeing that the two fellow disciples had died under the assassination of the other party, Xiang Long's face suddenly turned blue, and the long sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed.
"Come on!"
The man in black struck a blow and immediately fled back into the lake.
It all happened in a matter of seconds, and it seemed like a long time. Wait for Xuan Ming and the two to catch the body of the two leaves respectively, and look up again.
It is the sunrise in the east and the rain in the west that attracts the Yuquan leaping goldfish.
I saw Xiang Long emit a few golden lights in the dark night, and the fish jumped on the Longquan Lake in front of him. When he was about to go castrate, he saw his toes lightly touching the driftwood in the lake, and a long rainbow slanted down towards the lake, stirring up countless waves.
"It's not good, Brother Xiang is in danger. ”
Xun Tian didn't explain, and the Buddha bead in his hand had already hit Xiang Long's direction.
At this time, Xiang Long was half-stepping on a wooden stake in the lake to fight with the other party, and he also knew in his heart that since these two assassins chose to lurk underwater, they must have unique skills in the water. The time dragged on for a long time, and it was very bad for him. Coupled with the anger in his heart, Xiang Long's swordsmanship made it fast and urgent, who knew that in a hurry, the flaws would appear first.
It was another splash in the sky, the mist was misty, and another black shadow jumped up, seeing that Xiang Long was about to repeat the same mistake.
He was fast, he was looking for the sky faster, and his hand had just been placed on the hilt of the knife at his waist, and a string of Buddhist beads slammed into his back.
The man in black only felt that his internal organs seemed to be penetrated, his throat was sweet, and he vomited blood in mid-air.
At the same time, the corners of Xiang Long's mouth were raised, and he was facing away from the man in black, and he was slamming on the stake a little, flipped up after volleying, and appeared behind the other party. The long sword in his hand is as changing as the yellow dragon Tucui, appearing from time to time.
The yellow dragon waved its golden claws in the air, spitting out the emerald color like a blue rainbow.
Mo said that he appeared behind the other party, even if he was asked to face the sword blade, it would be difficult to dodge.
The tip of the sword easily passed through his chest and appeared in front of the man in black.
"That's a great move. Xuan Ming saw all this clearly through the moonlight, and couldn't help but admire, and also extinguished the thought of going to help.
Xuntian clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, if this ninja of the Yunliu Society can die at the hands of Xiushui Swordsmanship, it will not be considered an insult to him." ”
"Xiushui Sword Technique?" asked Xuan Ming, who gently handed over the two lifeless bodies to the Longquan disciple who followed the sound.
"Brother Xuanming, do you know that the surname Ye of Ye Yang's predecessor comes from the Ye family of the West Lake Hidden Sword thousands of years ago. When the Tibetan Sword Villa was prosperous, the famous sword conference held every ten years could set off an uproar on the rivers and lakes. Xiushui swordsmanship is a must-learn for every Tibetan sword disciple. ”
"Since there is this origin of the Tibetan Sword Villa, why don't I, the ancestor of Uncle Ye Yang, continue to run the Tibetan Sword Villa, but come to Longquan to open another Longquan Sword Villa?"
Xuntian snorted and said: "It's not called another opening, it is rumored that the Tibetan Sword Villa was destroyed in the war, and the descendants of the surname Ye immediately buried their names incognito in Longquan, and later they were subsumed under the Longquan Gate." Before today, had you ever heard of the name of the Hidden Sword Villa?"
Seeing that Xuan Ming shook his head, Xun Tian continued: "Then you have to remember clearly in the future, Xiushui swordsmanship is now in the rivers and lakes, and I think there will be more excitement on the shore of West Lake in the future." Don't ask, don't ask, I'm just looking at the background of Wuhou Mansion, and I've seen some unique fragments for show, and I can't answer if I ask again. ”
While the two were talking, on the other side, Xiang Long commanded the fellow men on duty at Longquan Lake, and had stabbed the remaining man in black to death in the water.
Xuntian whispered a Buddha horn and said, "Tut-tut, you are dying in a foreign land, Amaterasu can't bless you, why bother." ”
Seeing that Xiang Long's eyes were still red after the killing, Xuan Ming couldn't bear to see his friends crying sadly, so he immediately turned his head to Xun Tian and said, "Brother Xun Tian, why don't you go with me to find Uncle Ye and see how the situation is?"
Unexpectedly, Xuntian waved his hand and said, "I'll stay to comfort Xiang Long, and by the way, I will help Wuhou Mansion leave some evidence." ”
"Okay, since you have a duty, see you later. ”
"See you later. ”
Although the Yunliu Society's plan to attack the west had been broken, just in case, and worried about Ye Yang's safety, Xuan Ming still performed the Xiaoyun Zongqing Light Skill taught by the master, and ran straight to the Xixin Hall where he was entertaining guests during the day.
Before he reached the ground, he heard the swords clashing mixed with angry shouts, and there were two Longquan disciples lying in front of the hall who didn't know life and death.
Xuan Ming's heart tightened, and he rushed into the hall in a few steps.
This scene that he saw when he rushed into the hall made him stunned.
I saw that after a knife light, blood flowed like a pour, and an entire arm was cut and flew away.
Whose arm is it? It is Ye Yang's arm.
His Uncle Ye was really a man, he didn't even hum, his left hand focused on his shoulder a few times to stop the bleeding, and then pulled out another sword from the sword stand behind him. Greet the Toei ninja in front of you.
It's just that there is a little bit of everyone's demeanor when Xuanming saw him.
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Today is my cousin's eighteenth birthday. Howe, although you are still in the year of the dancing elephant, you have not yet reached the crown. However, you still have to take on the responsibility slowly, and I wish you a fruitful high school career and a smooth future college entrance examination.