The heinous crime of time travel

In Han Hesong's perception, anyone with such abilities must be at least over sixty years old, and even the master of the Demon Palace, Mu Yunshen, who rose to fame back then, did not have such superb internal strength to support his moves.

He is a martial idiot, he didn't know how to be jealous before, when others beat him, he practiced hard day and night, and he had to chase after him to decide the winner.But now, Han Hesong knows a simpler method - to cut the weeds and roots when the other party is not in a good mood.

It can be seen that people will always change, Xiao Yao and Han Hesong missed the best time to meet each other.

Xiao Yao's growth actually fueled Han Hesong's killing intent. He didn't use his moves just for the sake of cats and mice, but he became really fierce, and his moves rushed towards the vital point, and Xiao Yao's slightly suffocated moves finally Coherent, rounded with almost no gaps.

At first glance, the entangled two people are only left with light and shadow, and no bricks, stones or tiles are intact wherever they pass by, and they are destroyed like a gust of wind, and those who approach accidentally are often thrown high by a force, and then Being caught by another force smoothly, without knowing what it means, I have already experienced life and death.

Xiao Yao's prison clothes were a bit big, and a large piece was torn after several tosses, and hung in tatters on his chest and back. It was cold in early spring, and it looked terribly cold. However, at this moment, his forehead was covered with Full of sweat.It's good to be able to avoid the palm wind of Han Hesong, but if you can't avoid it, every strike is like chopping on a ten-inch-thick iron plate with all your strength, and your whole arm will be numb.

However, the situation of Han Hesong is not much better.

He is proficient in palm technique. Over the years, he has practiced with both hands to break gold and stone. Even if he puts it in the fire for a round, it may not cause much damage, but now he sees red.

From every finger to the center of the palm, there are several or even dozens of tiny bloodstains scattered scatteredly. Although they don't look hideous, they are already a great insult to Han Hesong—and the bigger insult is Xiao Yao. Not injured.

In this life, except for Mo Liansheng, who suddenly stepped in and destroyed his self-confidence that took 20 years to rebuild...

Han Hesong was actually a bit unlucky.

As soon as his anger took shape, he was shattered by Xiao Yao's sword move, and his heart was suddenly filled with a kind of fear. He was afraid that in today's rivers and lakes, there are already a large number of talents, and he is still like a frog at the bottom of a well. He can only see a corner, complacent. He thinks that Mo Liansheng is the number one in the world, and he is at least the second.

In a blink of an eye, Jianfeng arrived again.

Although the Peony Sword is said to be the sharpest sword in the world, it has not been sharpened for many years, and it has been used in numerous battles when it comes out of the mountain. However, Xiao Yao is not particular about being a thief.After a long time, the sword body carved with peony patterns has suffered a lot of damage, and the blade, which is the weakest part, has less signs of collapse.Others may be confused by the peony's strange appearance and won't notice it for a short time, but Xiao Yao, as a user, was terrified from the very beginning.

In order to prevent the Peony Sword from being broken into two sections at this time, Xiao Yao had to use internal force to cover the body of the sword, and even deliberately avoided the side with the wound on the blade. As a result, there were many flaws in the process, and Han He was almost killed several times. Loose to the point.

"Boy, human beings have seven orifices, spirit, spirit, and qi, but these can be found in any living person." A voice suddenly came down from the highest wall, and a vague figure was sideways with its hands clasped. Stand in the dark.

No one saw how this shadow appeared at all. He seemed to have lodged himself on this wall beforehand, and then crawled out suddenly at a critical moment, which startled both Han Hesong and Xiao Yao——Xiao Yao even What's more, he staggered a few times and almost fell into the wall.

This person seemed to appear in a bloody storm, and the wailing cries of the undead surrounded him as if they were concrete, and he didn't care, only those extremely bright eyes fell directly on Xiao Yao's body through the mist.

"Senior Mo?" This is the only master in Xiao Yao's memory who pretends to be a ghost and likes to stand by.

Mo Liansheng had broken into the palace before. At that time, the guards of the imperial city were not as short and lax as they are now. Of course, the second time he became more familiar with it, he found it without much effort.

"But...Xiao Yao, you are the third generation descendant of Penglai Island," Xiao Yao was suddenly forcibly recognized as his ancestor, and before he could react, Mo Liansheng continued, "Your body is still flowing with snow. The two internal forces with Bai Jinnan... You can ignore anyone in the world."

"..." A miscellaneous school with less than five members including himself, actually stood on Zhao Mingliang's site and uttered nonsense.

But Xiao Yao was extremely modest, he took advantage of Han Hesong's uncertainty and took two steps back, rubbed his sleeve against the battered Peony Sword, opened his big eyes, and looked at Mo Liansheng quite seriously, "Master Patriarch, does our sect have any town treasures?"

"Yes, the one in your hand is one of them." Mo Liansheng said.

"..." Xiao Yao thought to himself: I'm afraid I'm going to be beaten to death today.

"However, it's not uncommon for this kind of consumables to be used again next time." Mo Lian still remembered what she was doing, "I heard Mu Yunshen say that you used to use only a branch to Defeated Yugui?"

There may be a lot of unsolved mysteries tonight... Xiao Yao has no memory of how his family's patriarch hooked up with Mr. Mu, unless Mr. Mu knew that Mo Liansheng was in the capital early in the morning, and the two concealed it. I think I still have a connection in private - but think about it, the two are arrogant and arrogant, how could they not hook up.

"You Gui, who was seriously injured..." Xiao Yao corrected, then nodded and admitted.

"You can use a branch with ease, why are you so dependent on weapons now?" Mo Liansheng automatically ignored the word "severely injured".

This place is empty before anyone, except for the wall dust and bricks, there is nothing to pick up and use. After someone, it is a mess. If you want to pick up something, you have to drag the little tail of the crane pine... Isn't it courting death?

Xiao Yao's desire to make a quick decision was first hit by the vulnerable Peony Sword, and then pulled by Mo Liansheng forcibly. Now he can only sigh while paying attention to where there are really bricks to pick up.

"You have been beaten a lot since you were young, right?" Mo Liansheng asked again.

"Nonsense." Muttered.Mentioning this, Xiao Yao gritted his teeth a bit.

"Then have you ever seen your mother use a sword?" Mo Liansheng finally pulled his hand out of his sleeve as if he was afraid of the cold, and made a feint in the night. The darkness seemed to be separated by something in the middle, which was visible to the naked eye. Some faults.

Xiao Yao has naturally seen his mother's broken sword, it is so rusty that it is almost impossible to pull it out, but it can be widened or stretched out of thin air, and all the moves of sword, gun, sword and halberd can be used.

It wasn't until this time that Han Hesong knew why Mo Liansheng appeared this time. Although he was short-sighted, but based on his experience, it was really stupid for Mo Liansheng to say so much and still not move.

Even though he thought so, Mo Liansheng was standing behind him. This person was notoriously protecting his weaknesses. Han Hesong could not understand what would happen to him if he acted arbitrarily--isn't this a partner bullying?

"I see that you tried wrapping the sword body with your inner breath just now, but it was not smooth enough to attach to the thinnest part?" Mo Liansheng ignored Han Hesong, who was suffering in his heart, and taught his little disciple by himself.

"Yes... I'm afraid that attaching the blade will make it rusty." Xiao Yao obediently lowered his head, listening attentively to the instruction.

Speaking of which, although Mo Liansheng has a very bad personality, he is indeed the only senior who has the patience to teach him martial arts so far. If the surrounding environment is not so bad, Xiao Yao would be moved to tears on the spot.

"You can use the branches into sharp blades, but are you afraid of the edge of the blade?" Mo Liansheng shook his head, his eyes lowered, and fell on Han Hesong, "This man's martial arts are very ordinary, you can use them to try Hand, if there is something wrong, I will correct it. Mu Yunshen doesn't have to worry too much, he can use far more people than here."

"What?" Xiao Yao wanted to ask, "Where did he get the manpower?!"

But as Mo Liansheng said, Mu Yunshen had more manpower than he could have imagined, and it was possible to capture the imperial city in an open and honest manner.

They wore all kinds of clothes of peddlers, even weird ones, with women disguised as men and men dressed as women, all for the purpose of mixing in in batches.The infiltration lasted for nearly half a year, and it was difficult to see any flaws even under strict investigation.

It can be seen that half of Xiao Yao's not being stupid is due to Xiao Gusheng, and the other half is due to Wang Shixue.

Compared with the loose Imperial City Army, those honed at the border are obviously superior, and they melt into the darkness in an instant, and they have a tacit understanding without even knowing a word.

They searched for a person's whereabouts in the West Market. Although they were a little disloyal and unjust, but to be honest, their food and food over the years, including military expenses, were all Xiao Gusheng and Wang Shixue's own way. Exchange purchases in the rivers and lakes-the imperial subsidy is less than [-]%.

It can be seen from this that Zhao Mingliang has long been unable to tolerate them. In such a dangerous frontier environment, lack of supplies is a dead end. Xiao's army may not be able to do anything else, and the concept of right and wrong is particularly clear-they are the iron wall of the people in the world, not Zhao Mingliang's vicious dogs.

After so long, the sky still has no sign of clearing up.

Zhao Mingliang stood at the window, looking at the sky without stars, moon and morning light.If the person has been executed at this time, the arrow should be sent to the sky, but they waited and waited, even after the hour, there was still no movement.

"I'm afraid something happened." Zhao Zikang stood at the stairs, his brows slightly frowned, not used to the smell of makeup and powder.

The so-called most dangerous place is the safest, and what they are hiding at the moment is the brothel opposite Queyinxuan.