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Jiang Yangsheng sat cross-legged in the middle of the path, the green finch was on his knees, his eyes were closed, and the pipa girl squatted on the side of the road in the distance and folded an autumn chrysanthemum, bored and tugging at the petals. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, a small donkey hurried over from far and near on the dark night road in the distance, on the back of the donkey, a child in his early teens leaned over and hugged the donkey's neck, the child's face was pale and he was short of breath, and he hugged the little donkey's neck tightly, for fear of being bumped down.

The child was the one who escaped before, and the two people who were squatting in the middle of the road in the distance fell down like they had grabbed a life-saving straw, and then they stumbled in front of Jiang Yangsheng and bowed down, crying: "Sir, save our Ningyuan Dart Bureau!"

Jiang Yangsheng opened his eyes, his expression was as cold as a cold pool, he shook his head slightly, and motioned to the murderous pipa girl behind him to restrain himself, and then waved his hand at the young man to signal him to sit beside him.

The young man was a little restrained, and then carefully sat down beside Jiang Yangsheng, looking at this gentleman with a grimace mask with a fearful face, he felt that this elegant gentleman should not be a bad person, and there was not the slightest murderous aura on his body, so he dared to sit beside him.

"You sit here for a while, and we'll come as we go. ”

Jiang Yangsheng got up and patted the young man's shoulder and said softly.

The young man nodded heavily, he looked at Jiang Yangsheng with hope, thinking that the gentleman in front of him was from the dart rescue bureau, the young man nodded vigorously, and sat there obediently, waiting for Jiang Yangsheng's return.

Jiang Yangsheng got up and walked forward, and the pipa girl followed behind him, falling half of her body, like a maid.

Walked a short distance along the winding mountain road, walked out of about a mile of land, the stars and fires in the distance were reflected in the eyes, and the terrible howl was even more heartbreaking, making people's scalps explode, Shen Zimiao stood indifferently in the wheat field in the distance again and again with a bow and arrows, and the iron arrows forged from stainless steel flew out with a whistling and then would accurately nail a short-lived ghost.

Seeing a grimacing red sable man walking along the winding path, a meaningful smile flashed in Shen Zimiao's eyes, and then he put down the exaggerated hard bow in his hand and moved his wrist, this kind of hard bow really can't be pulled away if he doesn't have some ability, and after opening seven or eight bows in a row, Shen Zimiao's arm was also slightly sore, seeing Jiang Yangsheng arrive at this time, Ning Yuan's dart game had already killed and injured most of them, so he dared to breathe a sigh of relief and rest.

At this time, there were less than ten people left in the original team of more than 20 dart masters, and most of them were disabled.

The butcher of the pig-killing knife slaughtered the right-handed swordsman who was slightly less skilled, and a large piece of fat was also stripped off of his leg, and the blood flowed immediately, on the other hand, the man holding the slashing saber was quite strong, and he was stunned to break the arm of the thin merchant with a knife, and then cut off his head.

The proprietress holding a blood-dripping sword always stood on the wall from a distance and watched, not caring at all about the death of her own spy, full of cold-blooded and cold-blooded!

The swordsman assassin with the broad-backed slasher saber half-crouched on the ground, bringing himself closer to the ground, and behind him were two fiery horses, he learned from the experience of the short-lived ghost who had been crucified by the insidious arrow in front of him, for fear that the archer standing in the distance would be nailed to death on the spot by surprise, and he had two strong horses on his back to resist, and he expected that the archer would not be able to penetrate it no matter how strong he was!

He spat hard, spit out a mouthful of bloodshot saliva, tightened the slashing saber in his hand, and his gloomy eyes scanned the few remaining crowds in the dart game, some mocking and some angry, but the group of dart players in front of him were frightened at this time, and they all sat down and waited for death, and had no intention of resisting.

The few remaining people in Ningyuan's dart bureau were all like ashes, waiting for the slaughter one by one, waiting to be killed.

The slasher suddenly saw the proprietress of the tea shop who was constantly looking at him with interest in the distance, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, he fell into this situation today, and he would die sooner or later, and it was better to kill a few more spies from Beilai, so he carried the saber and ran directly to the elegant tea shop proprietress in the distance.

Shen Zimao pulled the bow again at this time, and put on a stainless steel arrow, the tip of the arrow moved with the running slasher, and suddenly left the string, the arrow was like a streamer, fast as thunder, and the running slasher was shocked after catching a glimpse, and drew the knife to block, the long arrow made of stainless steel hit the slashing saber, and suddenly broke, and the heavy slashing saber was also squeezed out of an amazing arc, and the upper part of the knife body was collapsed into a shallow groove, although it was blocked, but the swordsman still should not take the route, the feet did not stop, and in a blink of an eye, he approached the tea shop proprietress in a blink of an eye, and the knife was cut down, he thought that as long as he cut off this seemingly leading woman, he could escape.

The proprietress of the tea shop don't look at the kung fu of flirting with men is not small, even the swordsmanship is not weak, the long sword dripping blood in her hand shakes, dances out of a sword flower, the blood beads on it burst out, the eyes are cold and abnormal, seeing the slash saber hurriedly, a slash saber dragged behind him, sparks splashed, when he approached, he picked up a huge arc circle from his head, and he wanted to smash the knife as a stick, and the head was hunting in the wind, and the proprietress of the tea shop did not retreat, but the long sword in her hand was pointed out, and the tip of the sword was fiercely pointed at the slash, Now that he is close to this coquettish-looking woman, he is not afraid of the cold arrow of the archer standing in the wheat field in the distance, and Shen Zimiao, who is a mouse thrower, does not dare to shoot arrows rashly unless he is completely sure.

Behind, Jiang Yangsheng like a tiger into the flock, he held the green bird sword into the herd of horses, more than 20 fierce horses have been shot by Shen Zimiao There is little left, the death is miserable and ugly, the less timid dart master is hiding behind the horses at this time, trembling, most of these are rookies who have just entered the rivers and lakes, even if they have gone through a few darts, there is no big storm, and the understanding of the rivers and lakes is not thorough enough, this time after seeing the tragic war, one by one wants to die, and the good hands in the dart game have been killed one after another, at this time, these rookies originally had the chivalrous feelings of fighting the sword and the rivers and lakes in their hearts and hats have disappeared, just to be able to save their lives tonight and burn high incense。

Jiang Yangsheng approached a young dart master, this frightened dart master was stunned at this time, and leaned on the belly of a strong horse that had long died sitting behind him, the hand holding the knife couldn't help trembling, Jiang Yangsheng didn't bother to look at this kind of coward, a sword cut his throat, and suddenly the blood soared, and the dart master died.

Then Jiang Yangsheng walked straight to the next short-lived ghost, this obviously wanted to continue the chaos and pretend to be dead, but unfortunately he didn't pretend to be like it, and he was easily recognized.

Squinting and seeing Jiang Yangsheng approaching, the man got up suddenly, set up a knife and slashed at Jiang Yangsheng's neck, Jiang Yangsheng's Qingque Sword was horizontal at the neck, blocking the ferocious knife, and then a kick was on the man's lower abdomen, kicking him to the ground, one foot twisted on his face, the Qingque Sword mercilessly stabbed into his stomach and stirred, and dragged it out with the intestines, so it was not bloody!

After Jiang Yangsheng left, the man was not dead, he was in great pain, his face became extremely distorted because of the roar and pain, one of his hands covered his stomach that had leaked, and the handle of the knife with one hand was already white, because he couldn't stand this inhuman suffering, he picked up the knife and wiped it on his neck, the blood flowed for a long time, and he was cut off from life.

The pipa girl followed behind Jiang Yangsheng expressionlessly, without the slightest mercy for these poor worms who were not spies of the Zhou Dynasty but died in vain, she only followed behind Jiang Yangsheng, following in the same direction, indifferently and relatively, killing those fish who slipped through the net.

Jiang Yangsheng faced the group of dart masters who were not in the rank at all, there was no obstacle at all, all the way to the end, the three people in the distance snuggled up to each other and squatted together, and the one who was covered in the center was a girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, her eyes were scattered, and her face was full of tears, she saw that the brothers who were still playing together before were killed by the demon in front of her one by one, and the end was bullied miserably, but she couldn't figure out why she wanted to destroy the door, and wouldn't everything be fine if she snatched the dart?

Originally, there were more than twenty people in the team of dart masters, except for the senior brother who was in a dire situation in the distance, that is, the slasher, only three people were left who cowered here, but now this slaughtering grimace masked man had already walked in front of them, stopped in front of them, and looked down at the three of them.

This girl who once had a dream of a heroine stared timidly at this time with big watery eyes, the man in front of her was long, there was an indescribable charm in it, this girl was very smart, knowing that most of the faces under this mask were handsome, and now she didn't have any bargaining chips at all, and she was ruthless, she stretched out her hand to her shirt, revealing a piece of snow-white skin.

A thin man beside her, who had just been brushing her, stood up, his face was full of despair and loss, he reached out and pressed the girl's stripped hands, half of the mutton fat jade skin was exposed, and the soft shoulders were exposed in front of everyone's eyes, if it was ordinary, the man who got up would definitely feast his eyes and tease at the same time, but at the moment he did not have that kind of leisure, there was a thick sadness in his eyes, lamenting his misfortune, and the sky was blind.

Isn't it good to be an ordinary family in obscurity all his life? Why do you want to let your fate be ruined! Not only himself, but also a group of young people in the Ningyuan Dart Bureau can't understand that originally this group of people gathered in the dart gate for different purposes, some wanted to make a living and live a peaceful life, and some wanted to make a name for themselves and make their names immortal, but God just played a joke on them, making all their fantasies come to naught.

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