Chapter Forty-Six: Killing the Demon Hidden Fishing Village

The fishing village is deadly silent, but the noise of cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks is constant, which is very secretive. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Haha!", suddenly there were two laughs, but there was no one in sight, the two tacitly understood back to back, looking at each side, and there was no trace of anyone.

"Haha!", there were two more laughs, what kind of character is Nangong Shaoyou, who allows people to pretend to be ghosts, his body shook, and he had already jumped onto a roof, and sure enough, he saw a fat figure who wanted to hide under the eaves.

"Haha, it turned out to be a fat man, the silver you gave yesterday was less than 20,000 taels, and the villagers asked me to come to you to settle the account. ”

That person was the fat man who came to buy grain yesterday, and when he saw that he couldn't hide it, he laughed, "Xiao Ke has always been a fool in business, real money, how can there be a reason for less money, haha, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

"Of course, the livestock food bought by the fat man openly is not less, but the dozens of boxes of things that were taken away secretly are worth more than 20,000 taels, and your abacus is really loud!"

In fact, Nangong Shaoyou didn't know what was in the box at all, but he knew that the things in it must be extraordinary, so he talked nonsense at will, who knew that he would hit the secret in the heart of the fat man in a chaotic way, he was a thief, and he thought that he really saw through this person, and he had been watching from the sidelines yesterday, looking like he was in the chest.

The fat man laughed dryly, "Yasheng said that he is lustful and admires Shaoai, human nature, I buy their grain and livestock at a higher price than the market, and bring a few girls back to serve the old customers, but they come, as long as they are obedient, rich in fine clothes and food, and enjoy inexhaustible, it is better than being in that poor village." ”

Nangong Shaoyou immediately understood when he heard it, it turned out that these people came to buy food, and secretly plundered the young and beautiful girl at night, and pretended to be mysterious, so that the people in the village thought it was a ghost, but he still kept quiet and said with a smile: "The fat man is reasonable, hey, Xiao Ke has no wife, no concubine, no money, no land, no talent and no appearance, so no girl likes it, but this nose is naturally flexible, and when he smells his daughter's fragrance, he came here, hoping to get a piece of the pie and ask a wife to go back to serve his father." ”

"Oh, who does that boy have a crush on?", the fat man said coldly.

"I have a crush on one, who has been in love for several years, and I have no favor. He said this and glanced at Murong Feifei sadly, she was also looking at herself, "Since you can't get love, you have your father and mother in charge, please let me take all the girls home, and wait for my father and mother to choose one, and guarantee my life, within seventy years, I will return it in person, if I have died, I will let my children and grandchildren send it, please make it convenient." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!", the fat man's face grew murderous, "Then you need to ask me about the long sword in my hand!"

Nangong Shaoyou is so clever, seeing that he stretched out his right hand, he immediately jumped to the ground, and as soon as he turned around, he hid behind Murong Feifei, of course Murong Feifei knew his thoughts, he wanted to let himself fight in person and become proficient in the swordsmanship here.

"Phew, you bad scholar, you want the little girl to protect you, do you still want to be embarrassed?"

"Of course you want a face, but your life is even more precious!"

Murong Feifei stabbed the fat man in the chest and abdomen with a sword, he did not dodge, but exchanged attack for defense, although he knew that his swordsmanship was so, but the swordsmanship was really powerful, although Murong Feifei took the lead, less than three moves, there was only the ability to parry, and he couldn't attack one move.

"Fei Fei, don't be afraid, that swordsmanship is at most fifty moves, look at that fat man's qualifications are extremely mediocre, at most thirty-five moves, you will take his life in his thirty-sixth move. ”

Hearing Nangong Shaoyou's suggestion, Murong Feifei collected his thoughts, unfolded the "Ten Thousand Tribulations Super Life Palm", had no distractions, and quietly watched the man's sword moves, the fat man listened to it, and his heart was shocked, in fact, he only learned twenty-nine moves, and he was added six more moves by this kid.

But he also had nothing to do, so he had to attack hard, but his mind was confused, and the power of this set of swordsmanship with only offensive moves was greatly reduced, and when he used it for the second time, when it came to the thirty-sixth move, he only heard Murong Feifei's clear roar, and the long sword rotated, and in an unexpected position, a sword penetrated through his heart, and sure enough, he died on the thirty-sixth move, his eyes were full of fear, and he couldn't let go until he died.

"Feifei, they arrested the girl in the village, where should we go to rescue him?", Nangong Shaoyou had no idea for a while, but he knew that Murong Feifei Bingxue was smart and might have a good plan.

But I heard her say coldly: "Are you looking for a wife?"

"Hey!", Nangong Shaoyou stomped his foot, "You still don't understand my heart for you!"

"Bang--Bang-Bang", there was a bangzi sound in the distance, it seemed to be gathering people, Nangong Shaoyou was overjoyed when he heard it, grabbed Murong Feifei with one hand, and ran towards the sound, but was thrown away by Murong Feifei with one hand, and flew in front of him.

After running for more than a mile, I saw people flashing, and it seemed that dozens of figures were running quickly towards a mansion, and the two immediately stopped, hiding in the corner, and when they found that no one was running to the mansion, they dodged out and jumped on the roof of the mansion.

Nangong Shaoyou bent down to listen carefully, and after determining that there was a voice below, he bent down, uncovered the tiles, and looked inward, with a slight sound next to him, he knew that Murong Feifei was also learning from him.

I saw a man in a green robe in his forties sitting in the middle of the room, and more than 30 men sat on both sides, all of whom seemed to be not weak in martial arts.

"Well, everyone is here!", the blue-robed man's voice was low, but he could hear it clearly even on the roof, obviously with deep internal strength.

"This year, the big boss sent thirty-six brothers, and thirty-six people came back, which is very good, and he found the whereabouts of the second master, and also sent him a mission to kill Nangong Shaoyou!"

Hearing this, both of them shook slightly, "Could it be that the second master is actually Cheng Chen, the god of medicine?"

"The second master has been missing for more than 30 years, and he finally found it, which was a great joy, but his mission failed, and he couldn't kill that Nangong Shaoyou, and the plan also let Ye Tunan know, fortunately, he killed Ye Tunan, and he had to protect the mystery of the island, and I removed the tattoo on his chest, which should be considered appropriate, good brothers, report it!"

Nangong Shaoyou felt a shock next to him, knowing that it was Murong Feifei's mind disorder, he hurriedly held her right hand, and his hand was cold, but he didn't break free.

"Three masters, Henan Wuzhong to kill, cashier 1,000 taels!" a man announced.

Wu Zhong is a sword hero in the Central Plains, he is upright, and he died at the hands of this person, Nangong Shaoyou was slightly shocked in his heart.

"The beggar gang Qi Liang has been killed, and the cashier is three thousand taels!" another reported.

"Sanyuan Sect Zhao Wuqing has been killed, and the cashier is two thousand taels!"

"The prefect of Luoyang has been killed, and the cashier is five thousand taels!"

It turns out that these are specialized killers, as long as they give money, they will kill people, and regardless of good or evil, the greater the fame of the person, the stronger the martial arts, and the higher the status, the higher the price. (To be continued.) )