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This is the seventh time, the resource collection point of the Blood Knife Villa has been intercepted and besieged by inexplicable officers and soldiers, but these people are not officers and soldiers directly under the imperial court, but the subordinates of the vassal kings in various places.

Forget it, in addition to the King of Chu, who is already on the opposite side of the alliance, there are also the manpower of the King of Qi and the King of Nan. Even Ming Han and He Yong, the two old rivers and lakes, didn't know how they had offended so many vassal kings.

Fortunately, the overall strength of the Blood Knife Villa is not weak, and several people in the Blood Killing Hall each have good martial arts. Seven times, only Zhao Changsheng suffered some minor injuries in order to protect the people of the villa.

Returning to the Blood Knife Villa with his subordinates, Gonggong An was already sitting on the guest seat, looking at the lack with a smile, his expression full of appreciation.

"Deputy Master Ming, I really can't imagine that your Blood Knife Villa is full of talents, and it is not much inferior to the heyday of the Blood Knife Gate at that time, this young knight, I saw the shadow of Luo Boy back then, regardless of his demeanor and means, he is really rare, rare. ”

Gonggong An's voice was a little yin and yang, but Ming Han could hear that there was no malice in it, but it was full of joy.

"Where, where is it, Lord An loves to carry. It's a pity that the owner of the village has not returned so far, otherwise he can naturally continue his relationship with Lord An. If the adults don't dislike it, you might as well spend a few days in the villa, so that I can wait for the friendship of the landlord. We have sent someone to find out the whereabouts of the owner, and if there is any news, we will definitely notify you as soon as possible. ”

For the big official in the court in front of him, the people of the Blood Knife Villa did not dare to be rude in any way. One is that Luohe once mentioned this father-in-law An to them, which is his life-saving benefactor, and the other is that the people do not fight with the officials, and try not to offend if they can.

"Well, that's fine, then I'll bother you for two days, there is Deputy Master Lao Ming. ”

Grandpa An got up and arched his hand.

"Where, where, my lord, please!"

Minghan personally led the way and arranged a wing room for Grandpa An. He had heard that these eunuchs were all moody, and if the subordinates were offended and moved their anger to the head of the Blood Knife Villa, it would be very bad.

Running along the way, Luohe also encountered many people who attacked him. Among these people, there are all three sects and nine streams, and each of them claims to have relatives and friends who died under the magic knife, and they want to come to Luohe to take revenge.

Luo He didn't argue about such a tedious matter, but he couldn't kill it inexhaustibly. With his character, if he really did it, he would naturally admit it. But he didn't know these people in front of him at all, not to mention that he had been recuperating from his injuries on Taihu Sword Island for some time now, how could he be separated from his background to kill these so-called relatives and friends?

And this time, what stopped in front of Luohe was not those unmasked figures of the three religions and nine ranks, but monks. A line of twelve monks lined up, almost completely sealing this small official road.

"Amitabha, the owner of the Blood Knife Mountain Villa, please stay. ”

The monk at the head chanted the Buddha's name in his mouth, but the anger in his eyes could not be hidden, and he almost turned into an entity and swallowed the Luo River.

"Great monk, since you know the name of the owner of the village, what is the reason for blocking the way of the owner of the village?"

Luohe was puzzled, first there was a Chinese Buddhist temple because the master recognized the wrong person to block the road, and then there were a group of monks in embarrassment.

"How can this be reasonable, Luohe, you have done a lot of good things! You killed our Elder Yin of the Theravada Buddhist Temple, do you want to leave?"

Another monk stepped forward and pointed at Luohe's nose and cursed angrily.

"Eh, let go of your grievances, no need to be angry. Lord Luozhuang, we are law enforcement monks of the Zhongyana Buddhist Temple, and we were ordered to go down the mountain to investigate the killing of the elder. Because the elder died under the Blood Sea Demon Skill, and now that the blood knife sect is known, except for the blood knife ancestor who is missing, and the purple blood mad knife Zi Donglai, there is only you, the owner of Luo Zhuang. ”

The monk who spoke first was the leader of the twelve law enforcement monks, and his law name was Shiwu, and although his tone of voice seemed polite, there was a feeling of pressing step by step. Under his leadership, the remaining eleven people took a big step forward.

"Please also ask the owner of Luozhuang not to embarrass the little monk, and follow the little monk back to the Buddhist temple to live for a few days, and wait for us to find out the truth, and naturally return the owner of Luozhuang to justice. ”

"Bastard, when did the hand of the Zhongyan Buddhist Temple reach out to our alliance? Yes, the owner of this village did see the great monk Yin, but he did not kill him. As for why he died, the owner of the village did not know. But if you don't want to follow in his footsteps, step aside. Otherwise......"

Although the twelve law enforcement monks of the Zhongcheng Buddhist Temple are menacing, Luohe is definitely not an easy person. The clay man also has three points of fire, and he has been inexplicably labeled as a murderer three or four times, even if Luohe has a good temper, it is difficult to bear it.

"How can this be reasonable, you brute is still obsessed! You are talking wildly, senior brothers, set up a formation!"

Under the leadership of the release of grievances, the twelve law enforcement monks each stood away, each holding a string of Buddhist beads, forming an inexplicable formation, although there is no mystery to see, but a formation requires at least twelve super-first-class masters to jointly arrange the formation, you can guess, what a great battle this is.

Looking at everything in front of him, Luo He's head tilted, and his eyes suddenly fell into a state of confusion.

This is the most common process for him to enter the realm of selflessness, forgetting his own existence, and entrusting everything to the simplest instincts of the body to fight.

But right now, I don't know what went wrong, not only his eyes, but even Luohe's most basic mind seems to be a little confused.

Here, exactly, where is it?

Why do they want to deal with me together?

It seems that I can clearly feel the killing intent in them. Some of them really wanted to kill me.

I seem to remember that the knife is used in this way, but why is it incompatible with the knife technique in my memory?

I want to remember that I have some very good friends, but where are they?

Who is the figure in my mind?

It's clear, I remember, I must remember......

No, why is it so vague?

Who was it that once risked life and death for me?

Who is whispering in my ear?

"Whew!"

fell to the ground with a bang, and a very discordant sound completely pulled Luohe back to reality from his confused remembrance.

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, but it was still in the scabbard, and it didn't seem to have come out. And the twelve law enforcement warrior monks, who can only be said to be twelve dead corpses now, lay quietly on the ground, and there was no sound anymore.

"Owner!"

Not far away, Zhao Changsheng shouted excitedly, and ran towards him with light skills.

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