There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 11 I Seem to Be on the Wrong Set

In the mountain temple, there is wind and rain outside the temple, and the bonfire in the temple is beeping.

Leaking rain was tinkling in this closed space, and the two brothers and sisters sat apart from each other by the campfire, drinking and eating meat and eating fire with each other.

No more words.

In an instant, the wine is exhausted, the meat is exhausted, and the fire is exhausted. There is no more firewood in front of the bonfire, and the bonfire will also be exhausted.

Yue Pingshan pressed the hilt of his sword calmly, and looked at Ning Huaiyuan in front of him: "Believe me, if I don't poison the food and drink, I won't be in vain for my brother."

"I just want to ask you a question. My Huashan sect treats you well, why do you do such a beastly thing."

Ning Huaiyuan smiled: "Is this the reason why you came all the way to hunt me down, Senior Brother?"

"Just want to ask me why?"

He played with the empty wine cup in his hand: "You act as a gentleman, so I don't have to worry about you poisoning your food and drink. Even if you do poison your food and drink, I have a way to deal with it."

"As for your next question." He looked up at Yue Pingshan, looked at the other party's square head and wide eyes, and said with a calm smile: "Do you know a saying, people are in the Jianghu, and they can't help themselves."

Yue Pingshan said coldly: "What are you involuntary about, my Huashan sect is a well-known sect in the world, if you don't do these dirty pig and dog things, even if the sky is pierced, my teacher and I can protect you. "

"So you are a gentleman." Ning Huaiyuan smiled and said, "The so-called involuntary means that I have to kill you now."

When he calmly said this sentence, he flicked his right hand forward flatly, and spit out a sword edge from his wrist. It couldn't stop extending, and it turned into a snow-bright horse in an instant, rolling towards Yue Pingshan's head. The sword, more or less, has a movement of drawing the sword, just like before Yue Pingshan cut off the arm of the sculpture of the mountain god with the sword.

But for Ning Huaiyuan, killing with a sword only needs a flick of the wrist, which is not only unpredictable, but also hard to guard against.

Yue Pingshan was prepared for a long time, so the moment Ning Huaiyuan drew his sword, he had already drawn it out to block in front of him. The two of them seemed to have rehearsed and disassembled countless sword moves. Although Ning Huaiyuan's first move It was a pure sneak attack, but Yue Pingshan still blocked it.

But Yue Pingshan had calculated thousands of times, and never thought that the sword hidden in Ning Huaiyuan's hand turned out to be a soft sword.

Xueliang's soft sword was blocked by the saber in his hand, but then the sword edge entangled in the saber like a spirit snake, and cut sharply all the way down, if he didn't withdraw his hand, the five fingers and the palm would be caught by this The soft sword was cut off.

Even though Yue Pingshan has great abilities, but it doesn't seem like he really has the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility, facing this situation, he can only retreat and throw his sword, and jump back a foot.

But Ning Huaiyuan was not in a hurry to pursue, he picked it up calmly, and with the soft sword in his hand, he lifted Yue Pingshan's saber up into the sky and then held it in his hand, looking at Yue Pingshan in front of him: "Most of the martial arts of the Huashan School are on the sword , now Senior Brother Yue has lost his sword, do you have anything else to teach?"

Yue Pingshan looked at the junior brother in front of him, feeling ashamed in his heart.

Originally, he thought that his martial arts were better than his junior brother, so he dared to chase and kill this traitor alone, but he didn't expect that he had hidden such an exquisite and vicious weapon and sword move, and it seemed that he was still working hard on weekdays. plus exercise results.

Now his left hand is his Yinghuo long sword, and his right hand is his own sharp and weird soft sword. With the combination of hardness and softness, the moves must be more unpredictable and weird. Besides, the mountain temple is a closed terrain now, and he wants to escape. I'm afraid I can't escape.

From the full confidence at the beginning to the moment of the fight now, the offensive and defensive momentum has been reversed in an instant. I really underestimated this junior, or this junior is really hiding too deeply.

Forget it, I'm afraid I'm going to die here today.

Thinking like this, Yue Pingshan almost lost the desire to resist.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

But at this time, outside the closed door of the mountain temple, there were three knocks on the door inappropriately.

There was also a hoarse male voice: "Excuse me, is it convenient to stay overnight?"

At this time, the atmosphere in the mountain temple was extremely serious and tense. Yue Pingshan knew that he might die on the spot in the next moment. There are some dumbfounding.

But Ning Huaiyuan was calmer than Yue Pingshan. After all, he had the chance to win, so he turned around and said as usual: "There are some things here, it's not convenient to open the door for now."

While saying this, the closed door of the Temple of the Mountain God was pushed open from the outside, and a little beggar with the same disheveled hair poked his head out from the crack of the door: "I smelled wine from outside. Smell and smell of meat, can you please give me some leftovers..."

He speaks this set of incisions fluently, but when he looked closely, he saw two people standing beside the bonfire of the mountain temple, one of them held a sword in both hands, and the other retreated to the edge of the mountain temple. .

It's not like a joke.

"I seem to have gone to the wrong set." The little beggar said to himself, and then closed the door by himself.

While closing the door, the two people in the mountain temple heard the little beggar shouting from outside.

"Help, I killed someone!"

Yue Pingshan sighed—at that moment just now, he was still imagining that people from outside could come in and save him.

But how is this possible?

When it comes to the horizon, it's just the words my life is over.

Ning Huaiyuan approached with two swords in his hands: "To tell the truth, Senior Brother Yue, I was really shocked just now."

Neither of them paid much attention to the beggar's voice of saving lives and killing people.

Here in the wilderness, if calling for help would be useful, Yue Pingshan would have shouted earlier, and it would be the little beggar's turn to shout there.

"However, it's getting late at night today, let's go here." Ning Huaiyuan said with a smile, and then stretched out his hand to strike down with a sword.

At this moment, the gate of the mountain temple was pushed open instantly, and at the same time as the gate was opened, cold wind and rain poured into it, blowing the curtains in the temple to flutter.

In the middle of the gate, the little beggar stood at the gate, looking at the two people who were in the mountain temple. At that moment, it was a bit like a stage where a drama was being staged, and he was the only audience in it.

"This kind of scene is really embarrassing and cancerous." He said in a low voice, and then looked at the two people in front of him.

"I suddenly remembered what my mother always told me."

"A good boy should act bravely in the face of righteousness, and he should not ignore death."

"What's the matter, can't we sit down and talk about it? Do you have to fight and kill?"

Saying this, he walked into the mountain temple wetly, step by step with muddy footprints.

(End of this chapter)