readx; It was getting dark, and there was still a man walking on the desolate path. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info It's so far from the city that no one would walk here on such an evening, unless it's a homeless person.

Jian Wufeng walked on the road, and the wound on his leg had begun to fester, blackening. But he wouldn't stop. He didn't know where he was going, but he just didn't want to stop, his body trembled inexplicably, and he thought of the man he had seen during the day.

He trembled even more, was he ashamed to be seen as unbearable?

Suddenly, he stood still.

He looked down at his leg, picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it down, the pain finally gave his brain a little sense, he still put the stone in his hand on the ground, and looked at his injured leg viciously. It seems to be hating why this leg is so incompetent, why is it injured?

"Phew!"

Jian Wufeng spat on the ground, he stood up from the ground, and clenched the sword in his hand, fortunately he was still there, as long as he was there, there was still hope.

When he got up, there was a sudden strangeness around him, which he hadn't noticed before. Not far from him were four men with fierce gods.

It suddenly occurred to him that this kind of place had always been the favorite place of those bandits, bandits, and ruffians, and they would always look for lonely travelers and women who came out to play in such dark places. Jian Wufeng passed by here more than once, and saw pedestrians who were deceived and robbed.

Jian Wufeng decided to take a detour, he was now nothing more than a poor beggar.

A person who doesn't even have the value of being stolen or robbed.

"Help!"

With a shout for no reason, Jian Wufeng's footsteps paused slightly. It was a woman's voice, and Jian Wufeng looked over, but it was just a glimpse. He saw a pair of resentful eyes. Jian Wufeng's heart moved for no reason, he used to be a big young master, and he was not a vicious wolf who was about to pounce when he saw a woman.

But this glimpse gave him an urge to protect her for the rest of his life, and Jian Wufeng was shocked by his sudden thoughts.

"Stinky beggar, get out of here!"

One of the four perpetrators, one of the tall and thin men, noticed the bladeless sword that was standing on the spot, and couldn't help but look at him angrily.

Jian Wufeng's eyes were cold, and he glared back fiercely. The man took a step back and timidly looked at the rest of the people around him, and the woman who was still struggling seemed to see hope.

"Young man. Help!"

"Boom!"

The woman still wanted to get help from Jian Wufeng, but she was knocked unconscious by another person and fell to the ground. Jian Wufeng clenched the sword in his hand, if it was before, he would definitely rush forward without hesitation, but now. He gritted his teeth. He looked at the four of them again, and finally turned his head.

The life and death of others. What does it have to do with me?

The four of them saw how interesting Jian Wufeng was. I sighed in my heart for no reason, but when I thought of the good things I was going to do next, I was suddenly very excited. The person who looked at Jian Wufeng before looked at Jian Wufeng's back and mocked at this moment.

"It's really unlucky, I was doing a good deed when I met a rotten beggar, and I also learned to hold a sword. I don't pee on myself. ”

"Third brother, what's so nice about the stinky beggar?"

"A stinky beggar without a father or a mother. ”

The man spat on the ground, as if regaining the self-confidence he had lost from his scolding, and then returned his gaze to the woman lying on the ground. This is the purpose of this time.

Just as he turned around, he suddenly heard the sound of waves, like the wind blowing through the woods and the rattling of leaves. He wondered why he felt this way. His eyes were extremely tired, and he felt that his body had become very light, as if he was flying in the sky.

Boom!

A great head fell to the ground.

The killing came too quickly and too strangely, and by the time the eldest of the four saw the sword blade and the head on the ground, anger had taken control of his body.

"Dog, give back my third brother's life!"

Three wolf-like people rushed up, Jian Wufeng looked at the three flawed people in front of him, his sword also waved in an instant, abandoning those flashy sword moves, and now his sword was a sword that could kill.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Three more corpses fell to the ground, Jian Wufeng collapsed to the ground, not because of injury, not because of guilt, but because of excitement, it turned out that this was the feeling of killing, for the first time, he could use the sword in his hand to decide the life and death of others, Jian Wufeng looked up to the sky and laughed.

"From today on, only I can kill without a sword, no one can kill me, no one!"

For a while, the wind in the sky was loud, the wind and sand danced wildly, and what Jian Wufeng didn't notice was that the blood that should have gathered on the ground actually disappeared into the sword in his hand, and in the dimness, the light of the sword became more and more crimson, like the devil's eyes were glowing.

In the capital, the street is brightly lit.

Hanyue's eyes were bloodshot and she looked tired. He spent an afternoon walking through all the places in the capital, but he still didn't get any news from Yan Wuji. It was as if he had evaporated from the world, but there was news of a shadow, and it was said that he was offering a reward.

This person is the one who killed Shen Futu and then blamed the shadow!

Shadow's approach interrupted the last trace of doubt in Hanyue's heart, but there were only two families in the entire capital who had enmity with Hanyue, one was Yan Wuji, and the other was Shadow.

The shadow said that he didn't do it, Yan Wuji hid again, and Han Yue scratched his head.

"Young Master Yue?" Suddenly, an inconspicuous person in the crowd walked up to Han Yue's side and asked in a low voice.

Han Yue raised his head, although the person in front of him was wearing ordinary clothes, but when he spoke, his body stood straight, and he was full of energy, neither humble nor arrogant. This man's left hand is always placed on his waist as if it were nothing, and the palm of his right hand has a thick calloon.

"Your Excellency?" said Hanyue with a frown.

"My son-in-law hopes to invite Young Master Yue to drink a glass of wine!"

"Who is your son-in-law?"

"Young Master Yue will know when he goes?"

Let's say, the man made way for Han Yue on one side, and pointed in front of him, just opposite him was a tavern, the tavern had a total of two floors, Han Yue looked at the strict house, and looked at this person hesitantly, who has such a good heart to invite himself to eat at this time?

Could it be that he knew that he was tired of walking and needed to rest? Han Yue chuckled at the corner of her mouth and walked without fear. (To be continued.) )