Dressed as a villain's stepmother, I use spiritual springs to raise cubs

"Hey, it can be considered that you have some skills."

The brash captain on the high platform looked a little more seriously, but there was a lot of contempt in his eyes. He stretched out his fist at Mo Che, "Anyone can touch anything that is fancy, and a knife will eventually lead to blood."

Hearing this, Zhong Lang Jiang Qi Weiguo in the audience gave a low laugh.

He exchanged a glance with the reckless captain, and he understood.

Qi Weiguo straightened his back: "Although the discussion is to be done at the end, but now that the new captain has seen the light of the sword, then today's discussion, I am afraid that I have to use a little bit of strength, and stop when I see blood. ?”

Xia Bai'an outside the wall turned pale with shock.

Is this group of people the forbidden army of the imperial city, or the local hooligans outside?

Shouldn't the law strictly prohibit soldiers from fighting?

And if you see blood in the exchange, doesn't this mean that you have damaged the health of the soldiers?

She was puzzled, but the old woman who baked the pancake behind her laughed twice: "The girl is also worried about her sweetheart who just arrived."

"Ah? Um..."

Xia Bai'an responded in a low voice.

The old woman brought her a piece of scallion-flavored sesame seed cake and wiped her hands on the apron.

"Forbidden Army Garden is not a good place either. Some dignitaries send their sons here to stay for a few months before leaving, or those who practice martial arts are depressed and fight with each other every day."

"How does the mother-in-law know so clearly?"

Xia Bai'an didn't mind this forced buying and selling business, so he gave the old woman some money and sat on a low stool in the corner to eat sesame seed cakes.

The old woman took the money and smiled happily: "Old woman, I set up a stall here every day, and I hear a lot of things through a wall. You should listen to whether your sweetheart has a good temper and can bear it, otherwise you will really see me." Blood, it’s not good to be disabled.”

disabled.

When Xia Bai'an heard these two words, he took a bite of the biscuit in his hand.

She originally thought that according to the strict discipline of the ancient army, who were often punished with sticks and whips, the imperial city's imperial guards should not be far behind.

But now it sounds like, what kind of Imperial City Forbidden Army, it looks like a group of street thugs.

It's also a good thing that the emperor didn't pay attention to it, regardless of the forbidden army in front of him, he wanted to take the military power in Lin Qingya's hands instead, which was really a mess.

but……

"My sweetheart is very powerful. Even if there are people who will be beaten and disabled, it must be a bastard who sees people as inferior."

She smiled sweetly.

within a wall.

The tips of Mo Che's ears moved slightly, and his bony fingers slowly tightened.

The messy autumn wind seemed to have stagnated for a moment. The man raised his eyes, the cold black pupils were as calm as water, only the tip of the knife in his hand skimmed across the muddy ground, leaving a straight line on the uneven ground. Mark of.

Qi Weiguo's eyes changed slightly: "You..."

"I'm new here, please give me some advice."

Mo Che turned his head to look at him, and blood-red murderous intent gushed out from those black pupils as if with substance.

This is……

Qi Weiguo's breathing was a little messed up, and the feeling from death weighed heavily on his heart if it had any substance.

The person in front of him seemed to be no longer a lieutenant of the Imperial Army randomly appointed by the emperor.

It is the soul of the dead who has been through the battlefield and climbed out of the dead.

He is thin and light, and every step he steps on the soil is silent, only the heavy blade can leave marks.

As the wind picked up, he stepped onto the high platform slowly, the long knife fell down on the platform, and stared at the reckless captain in front of him with sharp eyes.

"When you see blood, stop immediately."

He parted his thin lips lightly, but the blood in his eyes jumped like a lunatic.

The reckless captain only felt a chill coming from his back, and the noble young man, who was still gentle just now, suddenly changed his appearance.

In the midst of fear, he felt the blood of the martial arts practitioner rushing to his head, so he sank his shoulders, held a long knife in one hand, and walked towards him, grinning aggressively.

"Yes."

With the sound of the reckless captain falling, swords and swords blazed everywhere.

There is no internal force, nor any skills.

The two long knives overlapped and rattled.

The cold sweat on the forehead of the reckless captain grew more and more, and the long knife in his hand was getting faster and faster, with afterimages and his flustered knife skills.

And Mo Che already had one hand behind his waist, neither rushing nor slowing down, as if mixed with a long knife, he walked beside the blade, stepped on the tip of the knife, stepped forward step by step, until he forced the man back to the high platform corner of.

With half of the soles of his feet in the air, Captain Reckless shrank his pupils and was startled.

It was obvious that Mo Che was just defending!

He didn't even fight back!

Why, why was he the one who was driven to a desperate situation!

He didn't understand, and the unwillingness in his heart also gushed out. He gritted his teeth and went towards the person in front of him with all his strength. like a statue.

Why don't you move?

Why not hide?

He was puzzled, only the resentment that had been suppressed repeatedly just now rushed to the sky, and his aggressive nature exploded. He laughed wildly and slashed at the opponent's arm.

"you are dead."

The reckless captain laughed, looking forward to the scene of the knife cutting through the flesh and kneeling and begging for mercy when the man who should have been taken away from him as a lieutenant was defeated.

It must have been a pleasing spectacle.

The knife flashed.

The expected grand scene did not come.

The reckless captain only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, but the figure in front of him completely disappeared. He staggered to the ground in pain, turned his head, and saw only the blade lying on the side of Mo Che's face, and those calm Danfeng eyes reflected out of his panic.

Mo Che said, "When you see blood, stop immediately."

The blade in his hand is still cutting through the autumn wind, and his words are like a sharp blade piercing into the heart of the reckless captain.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

The wind blew up, and on the high platform, the long knife in Mo Che's hand had already touched the neck of the rough captain, sticking to the flesh, like a foreshadowing of someone who was about to be hanged.

The reckless captain didn't dare to move.

But in the audience, Qi Weiguo was already in a cold sweat.

Above, what kind of person was stuffed into the Forbidden Army Garden?

He rushed forward in two steps in three steps: "That's it! Captain Mo, the brash man will be your captain in the future, if you really hurt him, today's errand..."

"Just follow your rules to learn from each other."

Mo Che closed his eyes indifferently, took out a square handkerchief, and wiped away all traces of blood on the long knife like a battle-tested one.

Then he put the long knife into the sheath, and ironed it back to his waist.

Qi Weiguo's face darkened, and when he turned around, he saw a long gash had been cut on the back of the captain's shoulder.

"When is this..." Qi Weiguo was shocked, he clearly didn't see anything just now.

"Mo Che!"

The reckless captain stood up suddenly, the feeling of the rest of his life was gone, and only anger followed, he raised his hand to cover the shallow wound on the back of his shoulder, "What are you showing off in front of me! Why don't you just cut my neck off?" There is only a shallow wound on the arm, isn't it just to humiliate me!"