Qin Jian nodded, sighed and said again: "A few sons and brothers who have been created by a superior environment, a little Fluttershy who makes people love at the cost of their lives, maybe it's just a few words of unbridled words, you can imagine their shock before they died, they can't believe that Liu Ping'er will kill them until they die." ”

Fang Buwen also sighed, and continued: "Liu Ping'er may be Fluttershy's biggest threat, this time he caused trouble is not so simple, the bounty of the hanging bonus is at least ten times higher than this matter itself, there must be something hidden in it that we can't see." ”

Qin Jian nodded, and said: "Even if you are a child of an official family, the bounty will never be two thousand taels, which is enough for a rich and luxurious mansion to last for more than ten years without major events." ”

Fang Buwen continued: "The most terrifying thing is that this money is enough for a small sect to grow and grow! Jianghu is a place where money is spent, but Jianghu is also a place where only thrift can survive, so this hanging bonus will attract dangers that they can't deal with at all." ”

Qin Jian looked at Fang Buwen, Fang Buwen was already drinking tea, but he was by no means idly tasting tea, the resentment in his heart about this matter and the trouble of contemplating the way out were by no means less than Qin Jian, his twenty-year long-cherished wish seemed to be going farther and farther in approaching, this is not something that an old man who has no time and no mood to wait for can bear.

Qin Jian couldn't think of the heaviness behind Fang Buwen's indifferent face, and said softly: "Mr. Fang, you can rest for a while, we will be in a hurry in the afternoon." ”

Fang Buwen nodded, he knew the impatience hidden behind Qin Jian's bland words, and his heart was already with Fluttershy.

Fang Buwen went to bed and lay down, Qin Jian had slowly walked out of the room, he wanted to be quiet, walked and walked unconsciously, and came to the restaurant in front of him, Zhu Xiaosheng no longer had to stay in the car from time to time, Hu'er and the brothers who were the coachmen helped Zhu Xiaosheng to the backyard room to rest, Zhu Xiaosheng needed to rest even more.

Xiao Er was busy serving tea to Qin Jian, which was also the reason for Hu'er's reward.

Qin Jian was holding the tea, but his mind was far away, but fortunately, the teacup was no longer hot. Most of the guests in the restaurant have left, and only a table of three guests who have wine as the main food is still talking nonsense.

After a long time, Qin Jian's contemplation was interrupted, a loud bang came from the backyard, the drunkard's wine glass slammed to the ground, Xiao Er's body swirled in front of the door, and fell to the side Qin Jian had already passed through the door to the backyard.

The boss was also busy running from behind the wine table to the backyard, and there was another 'Tong' sound, and he didn't bother to pick up Xiao Er, who was already lying on the ground and dizzy.

Fang Buwen The door of the room has been flying in the courtyard, Fang Buwen screamed in surprise and just flew back upside down when he came out of the door, and fell to the ground, the door of Zhu Xiaosheng's room also flew out of the whole board, the tiger had already appeared, and the speed of rushing was faster than the flying door, and the probe grabbed the corner of the remnant door, and with a muffled roar, the remnant door roared and changed direction, and smashed the tight-fitting yellow-clothed man with a golden wolf mask covering his face who stood at the door.

Yan Xiaojun opened the door and walked out of the room, Fang Buwen had turned up, and the heavy sword in his hand, which he was reluctant to let go, stood up with his body and swept aimlessly, just blocking the enemy from approaching.

Fang Buwen's face became terrified, which was unique for Fang Buwen, who had collapsed in front of Taishan and did not change his face.

A yellow figure stood upside down in the air, almost sticking to Fang Buwen's face up and down, and the silver dragon mask was so vicious in front of him.

Fang Buwen's knife swept the air, and his eyes looked at the deep eyes behind the mask in horror, everything in front of him began to blur, and his right hand was no longer able to hold the slightly heavy ancient sword.

When the ancient sword landed, Fang Buwen's body was paralyzed but did not fall, the hand of the person in the golden dragon mask pressing on Fang Buwen's neck had slid to his shoulder, and the other hand was also on the shoulder of the other side, and when his figure turned upside down, Fang Buwen's body was soft and volleyed, and he was carried on his shoulder.

When it was completely dark in front of him, the last thing he saw was the sun in the sky.

Qin Jian watched from a distance as Fang Buwen turned into a bag of goods and was carried away, but his body rushed forward but was intercepted, and the person he didn't want to see appeared again - the ghostly man in yellow.

The sword on Hu'er's back was already in his hand, the door panel was scattered, and the broken ones were like a mirror protruding from the center, the cracks gradually increased, the fragments were separated, and the sawdust that Hu'er shook the sword and crushed flew in all directions, and a soft sword with a thousand patterns engraved on the sword body stretched out from the scattered wood chips at this moment.

Hu'er's wrist turned sharply, and the sword that shattered the wooden block had struck on the thousand-striped soft sword.

Hu'er's face changed, his sword was like a quagmire for a while, soft and nowhere to focus with the Qianwen soft sword sinking, Hu'er's figure involuntarily leaned forward, and exclaimed casually.

The slender figure of the man in the silver wolf mask has appeared like a phantom, appearing in the flying of sawdust, leaning forward and moving the still tiger, and the body instinctively pans to one side.

The person in the silver wolf mask wanted to pass by the tiger and wipe the soft sword horizontally, but she seemed to have seen the ending, the beautiful rotation of her body was dwarfed by the tiger in an instant, and her left hand reached out and put it on the tiger's vest, and the slender hand that was caressing became hooked.

The tiger's exclamation turned into a roar of pain, the recess of the shoulder blade had been picked in pain, the force of leaning forward and flashing sideways was all eliminated for a while, and the body changed direction with the traction of a huge force, turning, volleying, and flying upside down in the direction where he rushed from before.

Yan Xiaojun's silk flower soft sword was already unsheathed, but he couldn't rush towards the person in the silver wolf mask with his sword, and the tiger flew towards a giant hidden weapon that rotated like a huge hidden weapon and spread out its limbs, coupled with the painful roar, which was a bit terrifying.

Yan Xiaojun's body froze in an instant, bent forward and rushed forward to grab the tiger flying overhead, surging his left arm, pushing upward, and the person rushed forward and straightened, and the silk flower soft sword shook out a flying flower to cover the person in the silver wolf mask.

The gloss in the eyes of the man in the silver wolf mask appeared, and the side of his body fluttered like a dance, and the thousand-striped soft sword was provoked at the same time. Yan Xiaojun's sword flower flickered with the sword and sword with the shape of his body, and there was a pleasant and crisp sound of 'ding'! Yan Xiaojun's sword flower was scattered, and a suction force was conducted.

Yan Xiaojun didn't control it, his wrist shook instantly, and the silk flower soft sword trembled, and the tip of the sword shone again.

The man in the silver dragon mask did not have fear in his eyes, but showed a smile of excitement, and his body fluttered gracefully, like a dancer surrounding his beloved for a thousand times, looking forward to leaving!

The tiger's back was in pain, and he couldn't gather his strength to go to war, but his face was far more ugly than the pain, he knew that there was a dragon and a crouching tiger in the rivers and lakes, but he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. His husband's skills are profound, but he was subdued and robbed in an instant, and his life and death are uncertain! His own martial arts are also the leading party, and he will never be under his husband, but he is instantly hit hard. Qin Jian's martial arts are unfathomable, and he can't be separated by being entangled, how can these top masters get together, and gather in this relatively remote place.

Qin Jian's heart was tied to Yan Xiaojun, and he dodged and approached Yan Xiaojun's side, and the man in yellow saw Qin Jian's intentions, his ghostly body was entangled, blocked, and the sword in his hand was teased, wiped, and sharpened, and sealed in front of Qin Jian and the pavilion on the other side.

The battle between Qin Jian and the man in yellow was dazzling, and the ghost figure of the man in yellow was by no means slower than him.

The snake shadow is entangled, the body is difficult to break, the sword turns like a wheel, the killing machine is pervasive, the clouds are flying, and the wind is flickering.

Yan Xiaojun should fight against the person with the silver wolf mask, and the Qin Jian and the man in yellow are more infinitely yin and soft, just like two dancers, the sound of 'ding' in the light of the sword shadow, and the sound of 'Zheng' Ran wiping with the sword blade is more like spiritual music dancing to make people reverie!

Hu'er no longer has the courage to participate in the battle, and has forgotten everything outside, what he sees is the danger of the two battles, and it is even more attracted by Yan Xiaojun's battle group, which seems to be a wonderful double dance, in which the instant killing of the sword shaking the light flower and the death of the spirit snake spitting out the letter made him fascinated.

The coachman had already helped Zhu Xiaosheng out, and Zhu Xiaosheng looked at this rare battle, but he was frightened in his heart! ”

Zhu Xiaosheng shouted, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, he knew that he could not participate in the war, but he knew the way of the winner - the winner, the prince, the loser, the thief, unscrupulous means for the end, his sword was ready to come out at any time.

Hu'er had come to his senses, and when he looked at the battle between the two sides, his eyes suddenly lit up! With a much lighter injury, he jumped over to the side of Qin Jian and the man in yellow fighting, looking at the figures fighting together, waiting quietly like a stone sculpture.

Suddenly, Qin Jian broke out again and turned the grappling into an instantaneous chase, and the tiger suddenly rushed out, brushing past Qin Jian, and the sword in his hand was flirting towards the man in yellow who was already approaching.

Suddenly there was a sound, and Hu'er felt a suction force stirring on the sword, but this time Hu'er was prepared, and the strength of his right hand was loosened, and his sword was dragged down by the force, and a dagger in his left hand had taken off his sleeve, flashing cold light and slashing at the throat of the man in yellow.

The eyes of the man in yellow flashed in an instant, and the silver dragon soft sword in his hand had been withdrawn from the sword body, and the sealing sword style was not used in time, and the dagger was slashed on the silver dragon soft sword in the wrist raised and clanged.

Qin Jian had already rushed back, and when he passed by, he had already seen Hu'er's determination to slow the sword for him, and at this time, Hu'er's dagger was attached to the sword, and there was no room to retreat.

The sword of the man in yellow had left the dagger, and he was about to go around the sword to obliterate the tiger who could not withdraw, when he suddenly saw a black hole in the hollow of Liuyun Fei's sleeve, and the style of wiping around the sword had come out, and it was too late to close the sword and block, and the instinct drove the body backwards, and Qin Jian chased closely.

Hu'er has relieved the pressure, his right hand is inserted into the sword, the tip of the sword is not even a little stop from the soil, under the urging of Hu'er's wrist force, the sword body has moved forward, and it flew sideways towards the man in yellow, and for a while, Qin Jian formed a double attack of man and sword.

Hu'er's words have been shouted: "Collect the sword." ”

Out of the corner of Qin Jian's eyes, he watched as the flying sword stabbed the man in yellow with his own flowing cloud sleeve first, but how could the rootless sword hurt the man in yellow at all, this moment of intent had already made Qin Jian understand the tiger's shout, the flowing cloud sleeve was not withdrawn, but the hand was poked out of the sleeve, and the hilt of the flying sword was already in Qin Jian's hand.