On the night of April 3, the 36th year of Dajing Tianbao, there was no wind and no moon, and the weather was dull and rainy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After Lao Wangtou and Zhang Tuhu came out of their homes, they got into a dilapidated carriage and went out of the city in the direction of Laizhou Mansion.

As soon as they moved, the tracking team that Duan Qianqiu had already set up also moved.

After a while, Duan Qianqiu said to King Zheng Yang, "Let's go too." ”

King Zheng Yang motioned for his subordinates to drive to follow, and along the way, Duan Qianqiu was resting with his eyes closed.

I don't know how long it took, the sunlight penetrated through the gap in the carriage, Duan Qianqiu opened his eyes with divine light, and saw that it was already a morning full of morning glow outside the window.

King Zhengyang saw him open his eyes and said, "Qianqiu, you can sleep." ”

Duan Qianqiu smiled and said: "Zheng Shibo, I have seen the tracking technique of your personal guard and embroidered guard, so I am very stable and sleep very sweetly." ”

"Moving like a fire, quiet as a mountain yin, a thousand enemies Zhang Chi has a degree, and there is really the wind of a general. King Zheng Yang praised.

"Zheng Shibo is overrated. Your people are well-trained, persevering, look at their servants to see their masters, Zheng Shibo in the time of the Shi, can still practice such an invincible division, if out of office, its momentum is like a dragon out of the sea, there will be a great achievement. ”

After hearing this, King Zhengyang was awe-inspiring: "Duan Qianqiu has a heart of hills and valleys, a meticulous view of people, and is cautious, resolute, and far-sighted, fortunately he is not an enemy, otherwise he really doesn't know how to deal with it." In order not to affect him, Sima Canglong did not tell him the fact that Duan Qianqiu was actually the grandson of Duan Yuhuang, because King Zhengyang still only regarded Duan Qianqiu as a year-old friend who admired each other, and did not expect that the two were actually "allies" for a long time.

Duan Qianqiu saw that King Zheng Yang was a little distracted, so he asked, "Zheng Shibo, where are we now?

King Zhengyang came back to his senses and said, "Oh, we are still in the boundary of Dengzhou, about to be near Longwang Bay, the old Wang Tou and Zhang Butcher have stopped, and now they have got off the carriage and hid in the hut by the sea. With that, he pointed to a cottage by the sea.

Duan Qianqiu followed his finger and looked over, only to see that the seagulls were intertwined with red glow, and on the blue horizon, there was a stone hut by the sea and several fishermen's huts, scattered along the endless coast.

"How long have they been in?"

"It's been about half an hour. ”

"Is there no one to answer them?"

"Not yet!"

Duan Qianqiu looked at the open sea and asked, "What will happen to us if the person who responds comes from the sea?"

King Zheng Yang said with a resolute gaze: "There are fishing boats on the shore, if this is really the case, we will also take the fishing boats to follow the waves, and we will not return empty-handed." ”

"Good. In that case, let's wait. ”

Gradually, the sea in the distance became more and more red. Suddenly, the power of the sun burst out, and a blinding light shot through the red clouds to the other end of the sky. Surrounded by thousands of rays of light, the morning sun rises. At the same time, the water was restless, rushing onto the beach like summoned orange elves. The sun is finally rising higher and higher in the midst of thousands of rays!

On the horizon at the other end of the waves, a sailboat rowed through the shroud of the morning sun and descended like an angel on this still quiet beach.

A man stepped out of the boat, dressed in black fishskin, his skin was black, his hair was gray, and his body was lean, like every fisherman who lived near the sea, his expression was as deep as the sea, but the difference was that he had an unsheathed sword pinned to his waist, and the sword shone with a cold light, more dazzling than the morning sun.

King Zheng Yang and Duan Qianqiu saw the man in black in the monoculars and walked towards the stone hut where the old Wang Tou and Zhang Butcher were hiding.

At this moment, the door of the stone hut opened, and the butcher greeted the man in black with enthusiasm as if he were an old friend.

Duan Qianqiu's six senses have become extremely acute since he practiced the two divine skills in his body, as long as he meditates and submerges his inner breath, the leaves fall and flowers bloom within two miles, and the sound of ants and insects will not escape his ears.

I only heard Zhang Butcher hugging the man in black, and said with a bold smile: "Song Hai, I didn't expect you to pick us up." ”

Song Hai, the man in black, also patted Zhang Butcher's back with laughter and said, "I can't imagine that I haven't seen you for many years, and you have grown so fat again, but I don't know if you can still drink?"

"Of course you can drink it, you can drink it when you see an old friend, haha. ”

"Where's the old king?"

Zhang Butcher turned around and beckoned to the old Wang Tou, who was walking towards the two of them, and said, "Hurry up, Lao Wang, we are going on the boat, hurry up, we can go home." ”

Song Hai's dark face showed a painful look and said, "Yes, you can... It's okay to go home...", the sword in his waist had already pierced Zhang Butcher's back, and the chest stabbed out, and the tip of the sword was dripping with blood, and it was blown down on the beach by the seaside wind.

When the old king saw it, he roared in disbelief and pounced on him, helping the body of Zhang Butcher who slowly fell, he looked at Song Hai, the man in black, with hateful eyes, and asked, "Why did you kill him?"

"It's not just him, it's you!" Song Hai said coldly: "Don't blame me, I am also acting on orders." ”

"Whose order? Boss Cui? Why has he changed so much in the past few years, and so many old brothers who follow his father don't want it? Why?" said the old Wang Tou, roaring wildly, as if he was going to tear Song Hai apart.

It's a pity that his martial arts are too far behind Song Hai, and without a single move, his throat has been pierced by Song Hai's fast sword.

When Song Hai pulled out his sword, his expression was lonely, as if a shaman had completed the last ritual of the life sacrifice, and there was an indescribable emptiness, and then he saw two people flying in front of him.

When Duan Qianqiu killed Zhang Butcher in Song Hai, he said to King Zheng Yang: "It seems that Cui Chengxiu has completely cut off the possibility of meeting us, and now he can only use force, and there is no need to worry about whether he will force them!" Then, he rushed out, his internal force was very peculiar, ice and fire, rigidity and softness, so that his explosive power was unimaginably strong, only in an instant, he had come to Song Hai from a distance that could only be seen from a telescope, but it was still too late to stop Song Hai from killing the old king.

Song Hai's sword was fast.

His sword was never sheathed, because it made it easier to kill, as if he had been born to kill.

He looked at the young man who came first and said arrogantly: "I know you, you are Duan Qianqiu who killed Yan Song, you are very famous, I have seen your portrait." ”

Duan Qianqiu said coldly: "I also know you, I heard that your name is Song Hai, and I just killed my two companions, but I still don't plan to kill you." ”

"Oh, you're sure to beat me!" Song Hai said with a smile.

"Not to defeat you, but to destroy you!" Duan Qianqiu said categorically.

Is there any way in the world to destroy a person without killing him?

Does Duan Qianqiu have it?