After Zhou Hongwen went in for a while, he ran out again, and he was really stunned.

Li Zhi Changyun stood lightly outside the gate of the Yellow Mansion, the moonlight was like frost, draped on him, with some floating immortal interest.

When he saw Zhou Hongwen coming out, he was not in a hurry, and asked lightly, "Why did Brother Zhou come out again?" ”

There was no sadness or joy on his face, and his expression was extremely indifferent. Although it was an inquiry, the tone seemed to be casual and expected.

Zhou Hongwen scolded: "This pig farmer still wants to rob my family's property, I really want to kill him." ”

In fact, this is not the thing that makes him the most angry, what makes him most angry is that just now he overheard Huang Dianshi and his nephew Wu Wencai in the mansion not only wanted to steal his family's property, but also started the idea of his beautiful stepwife.

Li Zhichang smiled and said, "Brother Zhou is afraid that one person will not be able to deal with them, so you will go in with my sword." ”

After that, Li Zhichang handed him a long sword.

It is as black as ink, ancient and deep.

Zhou Hongwen subconsciously caught it, pulled out ~ and took out the sword, the blade was like autumn water, and the starting point was a cold star.

Zhou Hongwen held the sword in his hand, and when he landed, he felt that the world was so big that he could not go anywhere.

This sword gave him a feeling of peace of mind from the depths of his soul.

Thinking of the hateful faces of Huang Dianshi and Wu Wencai, his heart was full of murderous energy, his blood was boiling, he couldn't control himself, and he rushed to the door immediately.

Looking at the gate blocking, without thinking about it, with a sword slash, the bolt of the gate broke by itself.

The precision of his sword, the sharpness of this sword. It was all unexpected to him, and it seemed to be reasonable.

Zhou Hongwen has no time to think about it, and he is familiar with the road. rushed directly to the room where Huang Dianshi and Wu Wencai were conspiring and discussing.

The lights in the room were like beans, and there were some whispers from time to time, and at the same time, Wu Wencai and Huang Dian Shi occasionally heard obscene laughter. Zhou Hongwen knew that what the two were talking about was not a good thing, and it was more likely that they were discussing his lady, and there was anger in his chest, and a trace of fierceness flashed between his eyebrows. The sword is in the hand, do whatever you want. According to the law, the door of the room was also split open by a sword.

It's like tofu is made. The incisions that fell were also neat.

These things, including Huang Dianshi and Wu Wencai, have no time to take care of them, and Zhou Hongwen has descended from the sky. Aggressive. Rushed in.

Huang Dianshi was taken aback when he saw him, and said inwardly: "What are you going to do?"

Zhou Hongwen looked ruthless, and he didn't say much, the killing intent was full of his chest, so he had to make a wild laugh, and slashed at the two with a sword, although Wu Wencai read some books. is far less courageous than Huang Dianshi, who is in charge of Xing Prison and often cares about people's lives. At this moment, his feet are weak and he does not obey the call.

Huang Dianshi lifted the table first, and ran in the other direction.

Zhou Hongwen saw the table that was opened, he didn't think about it, the sword flashed, the table parted instantly, and he saw Wu Wencai, who was scared stupid, and it was another sword.

This action is done in one go, flowing smoothly, without half a point of hindrance, it is a person who is skilled in martial arts, and he has to cheer when he sees it.

Zhou Hongwen is a rich boy, and in recent years, he has been pampered, and he really doesn't know how to use swordsmanship, but with this sword, he naturally knows how to use it.

Without thinking about it, he pulled another sword flower, and with a click, one of Wu Wencai's arms fell in response, bleeding nonstop, and the person fainted.

That Huang Dianshi not only took advantage of this time to shout and scream, trying to attract the nurse, but also grabbed a porcelain bottle and threw it at Zhou Hongwen.

Zhou Hongwen split the porcelain bottle with a sword, but the porcelain bottle fell to the ground, clattering and shattering, and the fragments were like splashes.

Huang Dian Shi wants such an effect.

He is not chaotic in the face of danger, and he has such wit, and he is really a little proud in his heart.

But before he smiled proudly, Zhou Hongwen was not afraid of being pierced by broken porcelain at all, and took a step forward suddenly, and with a sword as fast as lightning, he cut off Huang Dianshi's head.

He was still not satisfied, picked up Huang Dianshi's stomach, lifted his intestines, walked out quickly, and hung his intestines on the branches, so that everyone could see how black-hearted this person was.

It's strange to say, these things sat down, and the noise was not small, even if it was late at night, the Huang Mansion should have reacted, but after he did it, the Huang Mansion did not move at all.

Looking at the moon in the middle of the sky, the mercury-like moonlight, falling on the branches of the trees in the air, the heart of Huang Dianshi hangs on it, so it is not terrifying.

Zhou Hongwen was angry, and finally said: "Although it is in a dream, this breath is really refreshing." ”

The most refreshing thing in the world is nothing more than revenge.

The master also has a cloud: "The revenge of the tenth world can still be avenged." ”

Although Zhou Hongwen still thinks that he is in a dream, what he did just now made him find the happiness he had not seen for a long time.

At that time, when he was a talent, he became a student, and he was newly married, but he didn't feel happy.

Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles, this is a real swordsman, and the husband should be like this.

Li Zhichang smiled without saying a word, and took Zhou Hongwen to return to the prison.

There was no one to stop everyone all the way, Shi Shiran arrived at the prison of Zhou Hongwen, Zhou Hongwen arrived at the prison, and a little moonlight floated in outside, his five senses improved at this time, and he clearly saw the corner of the prison, a person with a cloak and a big sleep, which was his own appearance.

Then he woke up suddenly, and his body was still in the corner, and he said to himself, "How can you have such a strange dream?" ”

"Brother Zhou still thinks it's a dream?" a leisurely and ethereal voice sounded from the prison.

Zhou Hongwen fixed his eyes and saw that Li Zhichang was standing alone in front of him, with a long sword hanging from his waist, which was clearly the one he used to kill people just now.

Li Zhi saw him looking at the long sword, drew the sword out, and the slightest bloody breath permeated the stench of the cell, which was particularly prominent.

Zhou Hongwen rubbed his eyes, Li Zhichang was still at the moment, and he said, "Is there still a dream in this dream?"

Li Zhichang's tone was deep, with a bit of mystery and gloom, and he said slowly: "Huang Dianshi has been killed by you, this is not a dream, but a fact. ”

Zhou Hongwen muttered: "How is it possible, it's obviously a dream." ”

Li Zhichang chanted softly:

"There are strange things in the world, and they sell absurd dreams;

To comfort the frustrated, the smell of the purchase is like the wind.

When Mo asked that when he woke up from a dream, Tule was in a dream;

What is life? A dream in a hundred years. ”

Zhou Hongwen remembered the pleasure of killing and taking revenge before, when it was really 'Mo Wen woke up from a dream, Tule was in a dream', and couldn't help but feel angry, since it was a dream, how could he dream back to the current cell.

Thinking of this, the stench around me came together, and I didn't feel sick.

He felt sick and retched against the wall.

When he calmed down a little, Li Zhichang laughed and said: "Although life is a dream in a hundred years, you have heard this poem Brother Zhou just now." ”

Zhou Hongwen couldn't help but think about it, but he felt that the knowledge he had learned in the past was vivid, as if he had only learned it yesterday, but no matter how much he wanted to break his head, he didn't have the impression of the poem just now.

He had no choice but to say, "I really haven't heard of it." (To be continued......)