Chapter 3 - Yunshang Yanxin

And Xiao Lang's voice had already shouted: "Wine, wine is poisonous." ”

After he said this, Lu Xiaomin had already fainted on the ground. Then the door was opened, and a thin young man walked in, a very familiar face, it was Li Shengju, the poisoner in the Seven Killings. Xiao Lang said: "Shengju, it was you who poisoned it, and it will be solved for us." ”

"No, I can't solve it, because I'm going to kill you, and you know the master's mission this time, only one of the seven kills can survive. ”

"Have you forgotten that we were good brothers who had sworn together, and that we had killed together?"

"Of course I remember, in the Seven Killings, you were the best for me, you treated me as a brother, and you blocked the knife for me, and if I remember correctly, you saved me at least thirteen times. ”

Xiao Lang said: "Just remember, don't listen to the master, don't kill each other!"

"No, I can only become the number one killer if I kill the six of you. ”

Xiao Lang's wound was hurting again, and Li Shengju said: "It's strange, why are you still awake, could it be that my poison doesn't work for you." ”

Xiao Lang's wound cracked open at this time, blood flowed out, and Li Shengju suddenly realized: "Yes, you are injured, this poison is colorless and tasteless, it can stun all masters, the only drawback is that the blood flows when you see it, and it slowly fades, and there is nothing perfect in the world." If I had known you had wounds, I wouldn't have used this poison. ”

"But without this poison, you can't poison me at all. Xiao Lang added.

Li Shengju said: "Although your poison is slowly decreasing, I can also kill you." ”

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand, his right hand was completely black, terrifyingly black, but Xiao Lang knew that it was a glove that had been quenched with more than a hundred poisons, and this glove had been connected to his hand, and it was precisely because of this glove that he was isolated, and no one wanted to be with him in the seven killings. Only Xiao Lang has been with him for so many years and treats him as his best brother.

Li Shengju's right hand quickly reached out, Xiao Lang pushed Lu Xiaomin away, dodged and dodged, although he avoided it, his movements were obviously much slower than before.

His knife was at the head of the bed, and he quickly held his own knife, as long as he held the knife, Xiao Lang would be very confident, and his knife would be as fast as the wind. His people will be as crazy as the wind, because he is Xiao Lang, the wind killer.

But Xiao Lang let go of his knife again, and Li Shengju said, "Why did you put down your knife?"

Xiao Lang said: "You can kill me, but I only ask you to promise me one thing." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Do you think Xiao Min is very beautiful?"

"Yes. ”

"I know you've been silently liking her for so many years, please grant me a request and let Xiao Min go-"

Li Shengju hesitated, and Xiao Lang said: "You know that if I fight to the death, even if you kill me in the end, you will be injured a lot." ”

"Good. I agree with you!"

Hearing this, Xiao Lang closed his eyes and waited for Li Shengju to kill him. However, in the end, Li Shengju did not kill him, because a sword penetrated Li Shengju's chest in advance.

Heard Li Shengju's screams. Xiao Lang opened his eyes and saw the person holding the sword, a little girl, with green clothes. A shiny soft sword.

"Yan Xin, how did you kill him?" Xiao Lang exclaimed.

The person who came was Yunshang Yanxin, the youngest of the Seven Killings, and strictly speaking, she was still a sixteen-year-old girl. Yan Xin shook the blood on the soft sword. Giggled: "Brother Lang, I saved you, your loud voice scares me." ”

"What the hell is wrong with the master, there are seven good people in my door, why do we want to kill each other. Xiao Lang was sad in his heart, and he couldn't help but question the sky.

Yan Xin giggled again: "Whatever, anyway, we have to kill people every day, killing others is also killing, killing our own people is also killing, as long as we can live ourselves." ”

The poison in Xiao Lang is slowly receding, and now that he is basically fine, he picked up his knife again, as long as he picks up the knife, he still kills Xiao Lang. The swallow core soft sword flowed and quickly stabbed at him.

Xiao Lang moved the knife, bringing a gust of wind, Yan Xin hurriedly dodged when he saw the situation, and the green clothes also brought a gust of wind. But Xiao Lang's knife quickly slashed through the corner of her clothes, and a piece of green clothes floated to the ground, and Yan Xin was in front of the window in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Lang said: "You are not my opponent, you go, I don't want to kill you!"

Yan Xin said: "You let me go, but I will still come to you again." As she finished speaking, the figure had disappeared out of the window.

Xiao Lang hugged Lu Xiaomin on the bed, cut open her right middle finger, and bleed her to remove poison. Half an hour later, Lu Xiaomin woke up.

As soon as Lu Xiaomin woke up, he reached out to hug Xiao Lang.

"Lang, I thought I was dead and never see you again!" she said, tears already falling from her eyes.

Xiao Lang said: "From now on, the two of us withdrew from the killer world, and I went back to the countryside to live an ordinary life. Lu Xiaomin nodded vigorously.

After a while, the two of them packed up and left the room and walked downstairs, but the living room was still very quiet. Luo Changzheng put his palms against Song Shi's back heart to heal him. Seeing the two of them, he withdrew his palms and said, "Who are you who poisoned the wine and food?"

Xiao Lang said: "The poison is not from us. ”

"Then why did my son-in-law faint after drinking your wine, and I was fine without eating anything?

Lu Xiaomin's body had not fully recovered, and he said angrily: "It's lucky enough that no one killed you just now, why don't you go back to Wudang quickly, are you still waiting here to die." ”

Luo Chang smiled and said: "If you want to kill us, my iron-clad Luo Chang is not easy to get along with, what about the person who came in just now, he was so frightened that he ran upstairs when he saw me." ”

Xiao Lang said: "It's good if you cut his finger and let the blood flow out, I'm leaving, you can do it yourself." After saying that, the two of them left the inn and got on the horse to open the way. They don't know either, and perhaps the danger ahead awaits them. Because the most powerful person in the Seven Kills has not yet appeared, that is the skillful Shen Chong, although five people in the Seven Kills think he is nothing, but at least Xiao Lang thinks he is the most powerful. His nickname is skillful hands, not that his hands are skillful, but his heart is skillful, and the heart of a person with a skillful hand must be skillful, just as a skillful person's hands will be skillful.

Shen Chong was the most scheming of the Seven Killings, and countless assassination attempts that could not be carried out before were carried out under his planning and success. And Xiao Lang has already begun to feel that the appearance of Li Shengju, Yan Xin, and Wei Qing must be related to Shen Chong.

They left the inn and did not dare to go to the shop again, so they rested in a small forest at night. A piece of the woods had been cut open, and a fire had been lit in the middle. During the night, various insects begin to move, making their unique calls that make the night seem quieter. The poison of the two had been cured, and they leaned on each other and stared at the fire in a daze.

Suddenly, the horse tied to the edge of the tree tore and screamed, and the two of them stood up, and a green shadow floated by, and they saw that there was already a man standing in front of the fire.

It was Yan Xin, the sixteen-year-old girl, whose soft sword was already around her waist.

Xiao Lang said: "Why are you here again, I said that you are not my opponent!"

Yan Xin seemed very aggrieved when she heard this, and she said in a trembling voice: "Brother Lang, I am reluctant to let you go, especially when I see you and Sister Xiaomin together, I am even more sad." ”

These words were very harsh in Lu Xiaomin's ears, and her voice became sharp: "What do you mean by this, you don't look at yourself, you are still a childish child, Brother Lang, who is your Brother Lang?"

Xiao Lang stopped her and said, "Xiao Min, don't say that, he's still young." Lu Xiaomin twisted his head to the side and ignored Xiao Lang. Yan Xin said: "Brother Lang, I'm not young anymore, I'm already a woman, I have what a woman should have, if I can, I will also have children for you, and I will go away with you." ”

"Shut up, how did you little girl become a vixen!" Lu Xiaomin was already furious, grabbed Xiao Lang and said, "Let's go, let's get out of here." She knew what a woman's most powerful weapon was, and it was clear that Yan Xin was using it. And Xiao Lang also knows. (To be continued......)