The breeze is quiet in the night, the cicadas are occasionally heard in the distance, the wind is singing, the tree is whispering, especially when the withered yellow is flying and chatting about the solar terms, they are even more intimate!

There are no big trees transplanted in the inn, so he can't hear the sound of the wind and the swaying, Qin Jian was entangled in his heart, lying on the bed half-asleep and half-awake heard a sound similar to the swishing! Although the sound was almost faint when it sounded light, but Qin Jian turned over and got up, but he also doubted the authenticity of the sound, and even turned his ears to listen carefully, Qin Jian would look like this, if Yan Xiaojun saw his big brother Qin so looked, how could he laugh for a long time.

Zhu Xiaosheng was already on the street, and the windows of the guest room facing the street where he lived were wide open, at this time Zhu Xiaosheng looked at the yellow-clothed man standing quietly opposite and regretted it in his heart, the calmness of the yellow-clothed man was completely different from the tiptoe in front of Zhu Xiaosheng's bed just now, like a thief picking flowers for fear of meeting people.

Zhu Xiaosheng didn't want to shout and disturb Qin Jian and the others to come, but his dignity defense line was gradually collapsing, and the man in yellow no longer had any action to stimulate Zhu Xiaosheng, who was already afraid, so Zhu Xiaosheng didn't call for someone to come.

Suddenly, the man in yellow advanced and rushed when Zhu Xiaosheng's nervous mind was loosened, and the distance of more than three meters was just a rush, and a soft sword flashed in front of Zhu Xiaosheng at this moment.

Zhu Xiaosheng exclaimed unconsciously, and instinctively retreated and picked up his sword, wanting to block the ghostly closeness of the man in yellow.

The figure of the man in yellow did not stop, writhing like a snake, his whole body leaned obliquely, and Zhu Xiaosheng's sword that sealed the door was attached to the clothes of the man in yellow and pushed into the air.

Moaning and groaning sounded, Zhu Xiaosheng's critical sword was used to save his life, but he forgot that the sword wound in his left abdomen was not too serious, the wound was pulled by the upward force of the long sword, and the blood and water immediately reflected in the bandage, and Zhu Xiaosheng's figure also stagnated and twisted at this moment, relieving the severe pain of the wound.

One negligence is enough to kill the masters, not to mention that the ghost assassin Zhu Xiaosheng faced was extremely cold-blooded, quiet, and a killer who was good at seizing any opportunity, and Zhu Xiaosheng's backward figure had fallen backwards in a painful muffled snort.

The soft sword of the man in yellow had already come out of Zhu Xiaosheng's chest, and as soon as the soft sword left Zhu Xiaosheng's chest, it was thrown into the air, and there was a muffled sound! A piece of wood bounced off, but it did not shatter.

Zhu Xiaosheng's figure was lying down, at this time he had given up caring about the pain, and when he fell, the figure in yellow still rushed forward, and the soft sword could still take his life in an instant.

Zhu Xiaosheng's lying figure flipped over with a little force, his hands and feet were strong at the same time, and the person was two feet above the ground, and the arrow went straight forward.

A figure on the second floor has flown down, the figure in yellow leaning forward has been contained, the soft sword with a stream of blood is flattened, and the blood beads are all flying away, Zhu Xiaosheng's screams are also resounding, and the terrible screams make people feel cold.

Under the moonlight, the person who flew down from the second floor was none other than Qin Jian.

Qin Jian's face was easy, but his figure did not stop, sliding and panning, and his flowing cloud sleeves flew towards the man in yellow.

Yan Xiaojun was already in front of the open window in Zhu Xiaosheng's house, flying lightly down the street, watching Qin Jian already entangled the battle group of the man in yellow.

Zhu Xiaosheng's screams were accompanied by a roar of clenched teeth, his body had fallen to the ground and rolled, and finally leaned against the door of the inn.

Fang Buwen had already hurried out, and the shopkeeper and two shirtless men wearing only shorts also came out.

Zhu Xiaosheng had already condensed into cold sweat into droplets, falling down one by one, a large piece of his right heel was wiped out by the soft sword, and the hard bones were skimmed off for a while, Zhu Xiaosheng could only endure such pain, and his expression began to be in a trance at this moment, and he was about to fall into a coma.

Fang Buwen came over to support Zhu Xiaosheng, seeing Zhu Xiaosheng's miserable situation, looking at the heel that fell to the ground and was still wrapped in a broken shoe, he couldn't help but shiver, didn't look back, and hurriedly said, "Go get the medicine bag." ”

One of the men turned and ran into the inn, and the innkeeper hurriedly said, "Sir, let us help him in." ”

Fang Buwen was about to respond, his eyes swept to the yellow-clothed man and Qin Jian who had already fought into a cloud of sword shadows, and said unconsciously: "No, this is a safe place, we can't protect him." ”

After hearing this, the shopkeeper didn't hear this and didn't say anything, looked at the battle group over there, turned around and whispered to another guy who had already felt the cold wind and wind of the night: "Gather everyone, set up three secret sentinels around the inn, and the rest are on standby." ”

The other man also hurried back to the inn, and three or four more men had already arrived with swords, and the man who had taken the medicine bag also ran out, and handed the medicine box to the shopkeeper, who was still naked, but had an extra thin-bladed scimitar in his hand.

Yan Xiaojun quietly looked at the battle group, the sword that had been tempered and tempered, and the flexible and soft body sword had been unsheathed, waiting for the battle group to change.

In this short period of time, Qin Jian and the man in yellow have been fighting for more than a hundred swords, the man in yellow has a soft sword that is narrow and short, and Qin Jian's flowing cloud sleeves are soft, and this battle is inevitably almost all hand-to-hand combat, and the flexibility of the body method and the delicate and flexible pace are particularly important, and 'fast' has become the master of this battle.

Suddenly, the two people who were glued together parted in a flash, and as soon as the battle group opened, the two stopped five meters away, gasping and looking at each other.

Qin Jian's silver-threaded bracers flickered in the moonlight, and a thin stream of blood on the back of his hand dripped down his fingers.

Yan Xiaojun was on the right side of Qin Jian, of course she could see it clearly, her face had been frosty, the veins of the hand holding the sword were clearly visible, and a murderous aura of chill rising was spreading.

Qin Jian's unconscious eyes swept Yan Xiaojun, and a different feeling arose in his heart.

Yan Xiaojun's body is moving, light and quiet, but it is unimaginably fast.

The sword of the man in yellow was trembling slightly, and a bright sword flower was reflected in his eyes, and the face of the man in yellow changed, no longer so cold, and finally he had some expressions that a human should have-nervous, surprised! His hand was not frozen like the expression on his face, the soft sword instinctively raised, and the sound of the dragon's groan was unconscious.

Qin Jian's figure was about to come out, and his heart was nervous!

The man in yellow was retreating, Ya Xiaojun's figure was sliding forward, a sword flower was scattered, and another more gorgeous and brilliant sword flower bloomed after Yan Xiaojun's shoulder and arm dance, and his wrist was extremely beautifully flipped, the backward figure of the man in yellow was close to the door of the inn, and a delicate small sword in Fang Buwen's hand had flashed, and suddenly, the figure in yellow was regressing, his toes were vigorous, and the whole body suddenly rose.

Yan Xiaojun's people hid behind the sword flower, their toes on the ground, and their figures followed closely.

The figure of the man in yellow has fallen on the tiles of the first floor draining water and eaves, and as soon as the figure falls, his toes will borrow his strength again, and he will jump sideways, Yan Xiaojun will also fall on the eaves of the water, and his toes will be light, pick up the third sword flower, and fly sideways to chase it.

The figure in yellow fell, and once again flew sideways onto the street.

Yan Xiaojun didn't pick up the sword flower again, but her figure floated to the street like a colorful butterfly, and when she fell, the man in yellow had already jumped onto the opposite roof, and his toes tapped the person to leap away.

Yan Xiaojun jumped onto the roof, and Qin Jian, who turned his body to watch as the two of them chased each other like colorful butterflies, hurriedly shouted: "Come back!"

Yan Xiaojun's figure had stopped, Qin Jian was anxious, this shout was like an order, but Yan Xiaojun still ordered the forbidden to be fixed on the roof, paused before falling down, and slowly came to Qin Jian, unconsciously looking at the blood droplets that were still dripping intermittently on the back of Qin Jian's right hand, he hurriedly took out the handkerchief that was dancing on the butterfly, and gently wrapped the line of wounds on the back of Qin Jian's hand.

Qin Jian looked at Yan Xiaojun, who was gentle, delicate, careful, and considerate at this time, but he was a little stupid, the wound had been wounded, and Qin Jian unconsciously held Yan Xiaojun's white and delicate hand on his hand.

Yan Xiaojun's lowered head rose slightly, his cheeks turned red, but his eyes were raised very high, seeing the subtle feelings in Qin Jian's eyes for a while.

Yan Xiaojun's heart was beating fast, feeling the warmth transmitted by Qin Jian's powerful hand.

Qin Jian's infatuation has disappeared, looking at Yan Xiaojun, he didn't dare to withdraw his hand quickly, just a smile appeared, and then gently pulled his hand out, before Yan Xiaojun's mood changed, Qin Jian had gently picked up Yan Xiaojun's hair that was messy because of the attack and chase just now, and then he whispered: "Don't chase him when you meet him in the future, he is a cold-blooded ghost, and his martial arts are very terrifying, you don't know the sinister tricks of the rivers and lakes, don't let me worry." ”

Yan Xiaojun had a shy smile on his face, and he was very confused at this time, but he nodded involuntarily.

Qin Jian smiled for a moment before he said again, "Let's go." ”

Yan Xiaojun responded, and the two of them came to Fang Buwen's side, Qin Jian leaned down, looked at Zhu Xiaosheng, who had fainted, and when he saw the wound that had been medicated and bandaged at this time, he unconsciously let out a sigh, Fang Buwen said with a heavy heart: "His injury is very serious, I'm afraid it will slow down the trip." ”

Qin Jian sighed and continued, "Sun Fan's vitality hasn't recovered so quickly, and there is still a master in Fluttershy's place who won't be in any danger for the time being. ”

Fang Buwen nodded, and said with a solemn face: "How could Zhu Xiaosheng provoke such a killer, our informants nearby didn't find him at all, the two informants laid out outside are there, he is a ghost." ”

Qin Jian was about to say something, but Yan Xiaojun had already answered at this time: "Brother Qin, he came to kill Zhu Xiaosheng, will he kill Xiaodie?"

Qin Jian looked at Yan Xiaojun, he didn't expect Yan Xiaojun to think about Fluttershy in his heart at this time, Qin Jian didn't put what he was thinking on his face, just smiled bitterly, and continued: "He won't go to find Fluttershy, his target is just Zhu Xiaosheng." ”

Fang Buwen looked at Qin Jian's expression of conviction, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled in his heart, and said tentatively: "Xiaodie may be Zhu Xiaosheng's weakness, and it is not impossible to trap Zhu Xiaosheng." ”

Qin Jian knew that Fang Buwen had only one purpose when he said this, and Fang Buwen would not question what he said, but at this time, Fang Buwen rarely wanted to trace the source, he could only say something to make Fang Buwen know the bottom of his heart.

Qin Jian thought about this and said slowly, "Fifth Master Zhu died at his hands, this is the third time I have fought him, I don't know all of him, but at least I know that he won't go to Fluttershy." ”