The heinous crime of time travel

It is a woman's head.

The wind of the knife was fast and violent, overturning the ornately carved box, the head hit the ice, Xiao Yao scooped it up, took advantage of the situation and put it back into the box, then he threw the box up in the air and slid steadily towards Ruan Yu.

The little girl didn't have time to tell what was coming, she hugged her subconsciously, and when she lowered her head and saw what was inside, she didn't have any seizures, she just heard Xiao Yao say, "This is an old friend of mine, the owner of a restaurant in Taigu City, once Sip new wine with me."

Xiao Yao smiled faintly... There were two lines of bloodstains on his pale face, making this smile not only unhappy, but rather ugly.Ruan Yu's words stuck in his throat for an instant, and he nodded uncomfortably.

Xiao Yao closed his eyes again, the last ray of light disappeared in the gap between the eyelids, he didn't need to look at the third box, he also knew who was inside.

Now he owed more and more debts, and there was only Han Dongzi between him and Duan Fu...so this man had to die.

Xiao Yao took a deep breath, his chest was tight, but his mood calmed down inconceivably.The cloth bag in his hand shook, revealing Mo Liansheng's dagger.

"Beloved" is no better than "Peony". There is pure blood on this sword, and it has not been sealed for many years, and it has killed countless people with Mo Liansheng.

It's just that nine out of ten people who have seen this sword are already dead, and they are terrified to be alive, which leads to the disappearance of the "beloved" dagger.

Xiao Yao held the soldiers in both hands, one long and one short, suddenly turned the snow into crimson, like peach blossoms all over the sky.

Han Dongzi is not a good stubble either. The knife in his hand is called "Jing Zhe". It is made of cold iron from deep mountains. It is so thin that it is almost transparent. When snow falls on it, it can cause slight tremors.

Han Dongzi's figure matched this thin knife, and it slid away suddenly on the ice. His inner strength took a feminine route. Once he got entangled, he followed into a snake's nest of quagmire. It was even more difficult to get out .

What's more, the Jingzhe Knife wove into a dense net, trapping a half-blind person like Xiao Yao inside, and the two swords in his hands were like a burden, unable to break through the sticky net.

However, Han Dongzi has difficulty going further. Every time the peony touches the Jingzhe, it seems to be accumulating strength. At first, it is soft, and even the soft internal force on the Jingzhe can make it deflect, but then it gradually gets worse. There was a sharp pain in the wrist, but the lover on the other side took a slanted sword.

Half of Xiao Yao's own talent is focused on learning. The "master" he introduced was impatient, and he only taught all the moves once, which led to Xiao Yao's talent for imitation being stimulated. Even Han Dongzi's unique sword technique It can be stripped out into a form.

What the beloved uses is the "knife" method that is as sticky as the Waking of Insects.

Xiao Yao's internal strength is always different from Han Dongzi's. At the beginning, he had enough energy, but after a long time, it became more and more difficult, far inferior to Mudan's handy use.

In his closed eyes, the darkness seemed to magnify and slow down every movement. When Xiao Yao had a flash of inspiration, his lover's sword also turned, as if a sudden blessing came to his heart.

"Cangshan Bearing Snow" trembled at the tip of the sword, blending the softness and gentleness of Jingzhe, and it became a school of its own, and the two internal forces in Xiao Yao's body were equal to each other, the peony moved yang, and the lover moved yin, with a "bang", the net of the sword was broken .

The tip of Jing Zhe's knife detached from the blade, and "suddenly" flew past Han Dongzi's ear, and was nailed to the center of Duan Fu's sedan chair.

Under this trick, the entire ice surface was split into dozens of pieces, which were mottled layer by layer. Only because of the long time and the thickness of the ice several feet, did it barely collapse into the lake.

The moment Han Dongzi sensed the danger, he withdrew the knife ahead of time... He stood a few feet away in shock, with a fear in his heart, fear of youth and time.

If a previously unknown young man could easily break through his decades of mastery, then what Han Dongzi relied on under his arrogance was just a thin layer of paper, which could not even withstand a gust of wind.

In the past few years with Duan Fu, he has been closed to hearing and hearing, thinking that the current heyday of the world has stayed nearly 20 years ago, ignoring the cost of creating people in troubled times, and even ignoring martial arts. Only inheritance and accumulation can last forever. decline.

And Xiao Yao's sword finally has what he lacks - stability and sharpness.The moment Peony and her lover cut through the sword net, they took advantage of the victory to pursue, creating an illusion of cramped space for Han Dongzi. In the inseparable shadow of the sword, Han Dongzi had already lost his way, caught off guard, and added a few more wounds.

If the superiority is judged purely by strength, although the current Xiao Yao possesses two powerful internal strengths, the reconciliation beforehand consumes a lot of energy and physical strength.

And Han Dongzi has been cultivated, and he is a killer move when he comes up. He will never lose to Xiao Yao, a junior, and it is even more impossible to lose so badly.

However, at the moment when the Jingzhe knife was broken, Han Dongzi's heart was broken. He didn't want to fight Xiao Yao at all... This way he retreated and retreated until a strong wind suddenly swept across his head, and Han Dongzi hadn't reacted yet. The whole person was raised three inches from the ground—he was actually picked up.

"Old man Changqing, what are you doing?!" The back of Han Dongzi's neck was pinched in his hands, and he couldn't move. In front of him was the tip of Xiao Yao's sword. He asked hoarsely, "We have worked together for so many years. You are a moth who can't see the light! Without the order of the adults, you dare to lay hands on me!"

The manpower that Duan Fu brought this time was indeed a little less. It would be unwise to kill Han Dongzi at this time. Even if he is just a wall of paper, it still has a windproof effect.

What's more, although the old man's martial arts is superior to Han Dongzi's, the difference is only one and a half moves. If he can't kill him in a short time, forcing Han Dongzi to join the enemy... the situation will be even more embarrassing.

No matter how panicked and frightened Duan Fu was, he shouldn't have acted in such a way that hurt others and himself. As soon as Han Dongzi's wailing came from Xiao Yao's ears, he felt that something was wrong.

On the other side, Yun Shu's complexion had changed a long time ago, her eyes suddenly lost their spirit, and her raised eyebrows drooped, looking very weak.

She knew that she was not Mo Liansheng's opponent, that's why she didn't move for a long time, but now she seemed to be desperate, holding the Emei thorn backwards in her hand, which was a move to kill them all.

After a while, Han Dongzi's screams stopped, and the surroundings became quiet, only the sound of water hitting the stone wall could be heard.

Xiao Yao closed his eyes, but his other senses became sharper instead. There seemed to be a slight commotion coming from under the ice, which was not obvious because it was so far away. If it was closer, it would definitely be louder.

Before he could think carefully about where the movement came from, Han Dongzi's thin knife came again—quickly, fiercely, and desperately reborn.

Xiao Yao didn't dare to show his sharpness for a while, so he turned around and retreated.

If he had good eyesight now, he might have underestimated the enemy, and came up to be slashed by a knife—just because Han Dongzi's eyes were dull, Ha Lazi dripped onto his clothes from the corner of his mouth, and he walked with a little limp, like a dementia.

But when all distracting thoughts were thrown away and there was only one target left in front of him, Han Dongzi immediately made Xiao Yao feel the pressure.

Around the pavilion in the lower half of Hujia Mountain, the battle is in full swing, and no one will let anyone else. On Hujia Mountain, it is the time when the wind is raging.

Mu Yunshen was single and weak, and he didn't plan to make any big moves. After Xiao Yao and the others went down the mountain, they drank tea with Liu Baiweng and watched the sky, and they had the air of a master.

"The sky seems to be gloomy, and the rain is about to come." Mu Yun said deeply, his tone was lazy, as if he had acquired bad habits from Xiao Yao.

Liu Baiweng snorted and thought, "Watjia Mountain is always gloomy for eleven months. If we judge good or bad or good or bad by this, it will rain every day."

"The letter you left in my hand, how can you be sure that I opened it at the right time, or that I won't be able to climb Mount Hujia at all?" Liu Baiweng said, his face in the heat of tea It looked even more ferocious, with dark eye sockets, as if it wanted to suck people in.

Mu Yun raised his eyelids deeply, and glanced at him lightly, "Mr. Liu was seriously injured back then, and he was able to escape to the depths of Mount Hujia with his two children, let alone now... As for the timing—— Everlasting Hate went to Mount Wat Jia, once the guard post was withdrawn, sir must be aware of it, but I didn’t bother much.”

"What about now, huh?" Liu Baiweng was not fooled by him, and asked again, "Are you worried about that kid?"

... If you were not worried, how could Mu Yunshen pour water into his stomach endlessly.

"But I also know that you must have been deployed, so I let him go... What kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd?"

As soon as Liu Baiweng finished asking, he sighed again to himself, "Forget it, I don't want to know either, lest you kill someone to silence it."

Mu Yun smiled deeply, but didn't answer.

"Did you hear the movement down the mountain?" After a moment of silence, Liu Baiweng asked again.

The accumulated snow is trembling under the feet, because it has been accumulated for a long time, only the top layer is soft, although Liu Baiweng can't do anything, but he proudly said that he has been blind for a hundred times longer than Xiao Yao , was more or less a master back then... his senses were extremely keen.

"It's not surprising that someone borrowed a road from the mountainside, and there were movements up and down." Mu Yunshen lit another firewood on his left hand side, put the kettle on the stand, and squinted his eyes slightly... There was a crow parked by the window, maybe it was Someone raised it, the hair was black and shiny, and it grew well, and it didn't freeze to death in such a barren and desolate place.

"How many people are there? The snow on Hujia Mountain is about to collapse." Liu Baiweng sighed, "I live a clean life, and there is no end to this worry."

"Uncle Liu, are you scared?" Mu Yun said deeply.

"I was afraid that once..." Liu Baiweng smiled, "What else is there to be afraid of now?"