Chapter 11: The Sword of Sadness and Coldness

||||->-> Chapter 11 of the text is sad and cold on the long street of the sword, the rakshasa who eats bread and drinks soup turns the little scimitar with his fingertips, the bloody knife that drinks grabbed the flat shoulder that hides the knife under his feet, Chi Lian reached into the basket and touched the whip, the black crow opened his eyes and opened his fake sleep, and the clothes revealed the other half of the murderous face behind the pipa. ☆ → top ☆ → point ☆ → small ☆ → said,

What about cold ink?

Leng Mo tightened his grip on his "Qingfeng Sword", and he was about to rush out, shouting warnings while attacking his old fellow disciples across the street.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a cold and hard thing against the back of his heart.

A knife, a whip like a snake with a long chain attached!

A voice more vicious than the red snake, pressed against his neck, and whispered word by word: "Don't move, okay? I have been paying attention to you for a long time, old lady." ”

Leng Mo's whole body immediately froze and stiffened.

Silently came behind him, and the tip of the knife was accurately aimed at his fatal point, it was Chi Lian.

He was completely unable to move.

At this moment, the black crow whipped his horse and drove the carriage carrying the coat towards the oncoming procession.

Zhao Qinghou's "sweaty and bloody BMW" was frightened, let out a scream, and rushed forward blindly.

In the lute of the robe in the car, there is a ** that is enough to blast open a city gate.

The bloody knife had pounced on the center of the street at some point, and suddenly pulled out a knife four feet seven inches long from the middle of the flat shoulder, and rolled towards Zhao Qinghou, who was out of control of his mount.

Acting at the same time as the Blood Knife was Rakshasa, her tiny scimitar, light and sharp.

Leng Mo wanted to come to the rescue, but Chilian's whip knife had already been forced by him!

The "Killer Building" operation is perfectly coordinated, and Zhao Qinghou is sure to die-

The horses neighed, and the crowd exclaimed.

The black crow's carriage had cut off Deng Zhao Qinghou from his children's subordinates, and the pipa thrown by the clothes exploded in the center of the "Flying Cloud Ride", and in the loud noise, the severed limbs and flesh flew in the air.

The Baizhao Qinghou on the horse had changed color and lifted the reins to rein the horse, but the long knife of the blood knife lying on the ground had cut off the horse's hooves.

Rakshasa's scimitar followed and slashed out, and the sword light was like snow, and it slashed down like a rainbow.

Zhao Qinghou, who had experienced a hundred battles, let out a clear roar, and the person had already soared into the sky from the saddle. He heard the sound of the wind, the light flickered, and the Rakshasa scimitar happened to fly past the soles of his rhinoceros boots.

However, the blood knife of the blood knife, from the bottom up, slashed straight up, and the momentum was amazing.

In the explosion, the two figures of Zhao Yao and Zhao Shun were already divided into left and right, clamping the black crow. The two twin brothers had a common mind, one close to the crow's left shoulder and the other to the crow's right shoulder, and both drew their swords at the same time.

The black crow suddenly made a move, pressing his hands on the backs of the two brothers' hands, and although the two sons of the Zhao family held the scabbard at the same time, they couldn't pull out the sword.

But after all, these two people are the sons of Jiangmen, and their reactions are extremely fast, neither surprised nor drunk, the two seem to have a heart-to-heart connection, their movements are the same, and their empty hands have been clasped on the left and right shoulders of the crow at the same time.

At this moment, the black crow is not controlled by others, only to let go, but as long as they let go, these two brothers can use their swords!

The clothes in the carriage immediately shot, her left hand "Broken Dream Xiao" pointed at the back of her brother Zhao Yao's head, and her right hand "Broken Heart Qin" smashed down on her younger brother Zhao Shun's head, single-minded and unstoppable.

The carriage of the sedan was only seven steps away from the sedan chair protected by Feiyun Guard, and when the body of the sedan flew up, a spear suddenly flew out of the curtain of the sedan chair deep -

——A large iron spear with a length of one zhang, three feet, three inches and seven points, and a weight of seventy-nine pounds, seven taels and three coins.

The tip of the gun is pure steel, and the barrel of the gun is also pure steel. If the tip of the spear is pierced in a person's body, it is certain that he will die, and even if the barrel of the gun hits a person, he will have to vomit blood.

Therefore, Yan Yi immediately gave up the sneak attack on the Zhao brothers, flipped sharply in the air, and narrowly avoided this volley!

The sedan chair is a very quiet girl, very beautiful and shy, as long as a man looks at her a few more times, she will blush. Her snow-white clothes were neither dressed nor jewelry, but they were as beautiful as a crescent moon, so beautiful that their whole body was hot and their hearts were beating.

There is a kind of girl who can only be admired from afar, held gently, and if she is careless, she will break.

This girl undoubtedly falls into this category.

Yan Yi couldn't believe that the beautiful little girl in front of her would have so much strength to throw that big iron spear.

"Seventy-two Feiyunwei" recovered from the explosion and scolded one after another: "Protect the third lady!

- She is Zhao Yu, the youngest daughter of Zhao Qinghou!

Zhao Qinghou in the distance was already in danger, and the two knives of the Blood Knife and the Rakshasa had already formed a desperate momentum.

Then, the Blood Knife and the Rakshasa were unexpectedly planted on the ground one after another.

The man's mouth was spilled with black blood, the woman's mouth was foaming at the mouth, and the two of them stood up a few times, and both died on the street.

In the noodle shop not far away, the "pot stickers" are steaming on the soldering board, the "egg-coated soup" is bubbling in the iron pot, the "daughter red" is wafting with the fragrance of wine in the jar, and the four little girls who look similar are squeezing their eyebrows and squeezing their eyes behind the case, sticking out their tongues with their little faces.

The third sister Feihua squeezed her eyebrows and boasted: "The 'egg-coated soup' and 'crispy single rainbow' cooked by this girl are simply the best in the world!"

The second sister Piaoxue made her eyes and competed for merit: "Without this girl adding the 'potsticker' of 'beast meat shock', can the idea be so fast?"

The fourth sister stuck out her tongue month by month and echoed: "There is also the credit of this girl's 'Yili God's daughter Hong." ”

The eldest sister reprimanded with a small face: "Shut up for me!"

As soon as the rakshasa and the bloody knife died, the crow and the crow immediately went crazy.

Crazy culling Zhao Qinghou.

However, at this time, a man rushed over.

blocked Zhao Qinghou.

No.

It's not so much a person as a wisp of cold incense.

It's a bit clear.

It's a little depressed.

The incense was still a little cold, as if it had been chilled.

Before the person arrives, the incense has arrived.

Hearing only the sound of "babbling", the side door of the "Drunken Immortal Restaurant" opened with a shock.

Leng Ruoqian in the wheelchair of "Ice Kiss" appeared.

She cleared: "Whoever dares to hurt the Hou Ye has to kill me first!"

People follow the sound, and the cold light flashes!

Her secret weapon has been spilled.

The killers of the two "Killer Building" who attacked from different directions all fell.

His face was covered with thistles, and a steel dart was nailed to his eyebrows.

The crow had a locust stone embedded in its throat and sliced a pentagonal dart into the bridge of its nose.

Leng Mo's heart shook violently: "No wonder I always feel that in addition to me and the five killers of the 'Killer Building' at the scene, there is also the existence of a seventh killer, it turns out to be her ......"

Chi Lian behind him was shocked and angry, and his voice cracked in anger: "You-you, you are 'Liangcheng...... Guest...... Guest...... The ...... of the inn' was not knowing what to do when he suddenly heard the sound of his own bones breaking.

The hilt of Leng Mo's sword had already struck her ribs with a backhand.

After the stroke, Chi Lian, with the power of the cold ink, the person had already jumped up, with a little splash of blood in the air, and quickly escaped.

The first thing Zhao Qinghou did was to go to see his youngest daughter Zhao Yu, and he said to Leng Ruoqian in his busy schedule: "Thank you, girl......" Leng Ruoqian smiled, and without waiting for him to finish speaking, the long belt stretched and pulled, and he flew up, went to the roof, sat in a wheelchair, and walked on the ground.

Horse neighing.

Human.

The Flying Cloud Iron Rider has arrived.

Leng Mo immediately withdrew, and Zhao Qinghou shouted loudly: "Xiao Leng, Brother Leng Mo, wait a minute......" Leng Mo did not wait, and his people had already swept up the roof.

Zhao Qinghou's kindness, he has finally repaid it, and he is no longer willing to bother others.

Because he knows that the "Killer Building" will never let go of any traitor.

He's going to run now!

Fleeing, running incessantly, until death, this is the fate of an outlaw like him.

But he finally no longer owes anyone else.

For Leng Mo, that's enough!

Before escaping, Leng Mo had to meet someone, which was his lifelong concern.

Then he saw a cold shadow in the hazy moonlight of the wilderness.

Leng Ruoqian seemed to be waiting for him.

Several stars rose in the distance, and the cold moon was no longer lonely. The night breeze blew through the lonely leaves, like silver moonlight leaking down from the treetops, silently falling on them.

Both were quiet.

I don't know how long it took, Leng Mo suddenly smiled and said, "Are you waiting for me?"

Leng Ruoqian replied lightly: "Oh." ”

Leng Mo said, "What do you want to know?"

Leng Ruoqian said: "Everything about the 'Killer Building'. ”

Leng Mo was silent for a while, and said, "Have you heard of 'July 15'?"

"Halloween. Leng Ruoqian said: "The yellow calendar reads: 'On the day of the Middle Yuan, the local officials descended to determine the good and evil in the world'. ”

Leng Mo said: "The 'July 15th' I am talking about is not a festival, but a secret killing organization 'Killer Building'. The true identity of this organization is the fifteenth rudder of the 'July Hall' of the twelve branches of the 'Blue Dragon Society'. ”

Leng Ruoqian asked, "Who is the Qinglong boss?"

Leng Mo smiled bitterly: "You think too highly of me, I haven't even seen the hall master of the 'July Hall', let alone the Qinglong Boss." After a pause, seeing Leng Ruoqian seemed to be thoughtful, she said: "If the girl doesn't believe it, there is no way to do it, I only know that the person in charge of the 'July 15th' rudder is my old rival Hades, and I only know so much." ”

The night was deep, and the sky was full of stars.

The starlight was reflected in the cold ink eyes, and his eyes were so dark and deep.

Leng Ruoqian leaned against the wall and looked at him, the expression on her face didn't know whether it was sympathy or pity?

I don't know if I'm pitying others, or I'm pitying myself.

She smiled suddenly, and said, "You're going to run away like this?"

Leng Mo moved his gaze into the distance and said slowly: "I have a good wife who loves me very much, and I have promised her not to interfere in the grievances of the rivers and lakes again, and I can't help you, I'm really sorry." ”

He was still laughing as he spoke, but as bleak as the night in the wilderness.

Leng Ruoqian couldn't help but smile and said, "Isn't she beautiful?"

"He is the most beautiful woman in the world. Leng Mo stared at the stars in the sky, and her eyes suddenly became indescribably gentle, as if she had taken the stars in the sky as her eyes.

"I want to meet my sister-in-law. Leng Ruoqian said the decision in her heart.

With the inherent curiosity and stubbornness of a girl