The heinous crime of time travel

Xiao Yao was the last to leave the Juyi Hall among this group of people, but he was the first to arrive at the mountain gate.

He was like a pitch-black ghost, who suddenly appeared when Qian Lao's hand was stretching towards the heart of a young disciple. The palm of his hand and the scabbard sparked all the way, and with a "clang", Yuan stopped and Yue Zhi stood up.

Qian Lao's hand is his weapon, covered with a thin layer of "sugar coating", which looks crystal clear, but is actually made of tough metal, softer than linen, easier than silk, and can be easily twisted off. sword.

His eyes narrowed.

These are a pair of slender and sharp eyes with very little space up and down, they can hide all the murderous intent inside without revealing a single bit, and can even deceive the flopping pigeons to stop waddlingly at his feet.

"You... are also from the cottage, why are you covering your head and face?" Mr. Qian looked at the young man in front of him.

His face was randomly wrapped in cloth strips, and he could vaguely see that he was very young, but the eyebrows that were exposed were not as domineering as a young man's. They were slenderly bent, and his eyes were full of lakes and mountains, but they still showed a little unruly.

Seeing that Xiao Yao didn't speak, Qian Lao said again, "I haven't reduced the crime of killing, I only have ten lives at most a day, is the one who slipped back dead?"

He was asking about the little disciple who broke into the Juyi Hall, Xiao Yao shook his head, "He's still alive."

"Then you are the second."

It is as if this old man who is addicted to murder really knows how to burn incense and worship Buddha, as if he is merciful, what is there to "reduce the evil of killing", a butcher who has been working for a lifetime, is not as serious as his one-year killing.

"Then I've done something good," Xiao Yao said with a smile, "Yan Wangye filled in the gaps of others."

This gang of black-clothed men managed the battlefield with ease, and in the blink of an eye, they had wiped out the sporadic gatekeepers, except for the one Xiao Yao rescued who ran away, the others could not survive.

As soon as he spoke, Xiao Yao became the turtle in the urn, which was still a vajra urn, and five people surrounded him like plum blossom petals.

This is Qian Lao's prey, others will not do anything to prevent him from escaping.

Xiao Yao looked around again.

These five people followed Duan Fu, among them there was no Qiu Heng, but another person was tied up like an animal and tied around the neck of the horse. Whenever the horse moved, he staggered two steps.The clean clothes are now so dirty that you can't see the color, and the blood that has been drenched all over the body has not yet melted in the rain, and the whole body is shivering. I don't know whether it is cold or scared.

This person is Hu Qiang.

Xiao Yao didn't see the "smart boy" Zhang Huai described by Gu Huaiwu, and felt sad, knowing that he was in danger.

Distraction is the most taboo thing in a master's fight, and the peony scabbard was inserted between Qian Lao's fingers, barely saving his eyes.

Xiao Yao narrowly took two steps back, turned his waist backwards, and when pushing to the bottom, he used his left leg as the axis to get out of Qian Lao's clutches.The sword is a good sword, but the hand is made of flesh and blood. Qian Lao was caught off guard, and the hand holding the sword was sore and numb. The uppermost skin was cracked a few times, but no blood was seen.

In the blink of an eye there was another aggressive grab, Xiao Yao seriously suspected that Qian Lao was color blind, or a frog in a well like himself, and everyone around him recognized the Peony Sword, and they discussed it in a low voice, but the old man turned a deaf ear to him.

Logically speaking, you should also ask about your wealth before killing someone, right?

Xiao Yao is the least good at dealing with this kind of nonsense, fighting when he comes up, so he suffered a loss first, but if you really want to talk about it, Qian Lao's martial arts is not as good as You Gui, and Xiao Yao is a bit stressed, but not enough. broken.

Fortunately, the men and horses brought by Gu Huaiwu also took their positions one after another, and there was a muffled gnashing sound from the ground, which trembled slightly at first, and then calmed down.Xiao Yao knew that this kind of calmness was the fur wrapped on the sharp blade, which could be ruffled at any time, exposing the deep fangs.

The five-petaled plum blossoms surrounding Xiao Yao were all outside at this time, Gu Huaiwu slapped his head and stretched a net outside, Xiao Yao was the center of the net, without him, these five people would not have gathered together.

As soon as the pressure eased, Xiao Yao became an outsider, leaning on his sword, and pressed on top of him without thinking about making progress.The peonies on the tip of the sheaths were muddy to grayish black, giving a sense of sadness like a tiger falling into the sun and a beauty dying.

Although this young man was a very good opponent, Mr. Qian and the others went up the mountain to burn, kill and loot for the purpose of catching people, the imperial convicts that their master was thinking of.As soon as Gu Huaiwu appeared, he had the demeanor and demeanor of a copycat owner. It is better to care about his important people than to search all over the mountains and plains.

But Mr. Qian also has another plan - if these people would rather die than follow suit, kill them all, and then go to Taigu City to transfer a small team, and they will be able to find out before the next sunset.

"Are you the leader here?" Qian Lao put his hands into his sleeves.

The outfits of these men in black seem to be the same, but in fact they each have their own details, just like the one on Qian Lao’s body. The toga has large sleeves and can easily cover his hands when he puts it down. The wind in the mountains is strong and hard Shengsheng gave him a feeling of "becoming immortal".

Gu Huaiwu was a whole head taller than Mr. Qian, standing in the dawn like a colossus.

The rain still hasn't stopped, it's sparse to a few points, drenched on the body, the sun is hidden behind the dark clouds, and a bright outline can be vaguely seen, without the intensity of the sudden light of the sky, and there is a little more night for no reason. After that, it is still night of depression.

After Qian Lao's words settled down, Gu Huaiwu scanned his eyes from top to bottom, nodded arrogantly, and asked, "Who is playing wild on my land?"

His voice was like a bell, stirring in the continuous mountains, "buzzing" spread far away, and the clouds in the sky were shaken a little, revealing some sunlight.

Shanzhai thieves, occupying land is king, and Lu Ziye is commonplace.Just like when Mu Yunshen founded Xiaoyao Demon Palace back then, he also marked out a piece of land, erected a bare flag, and the bricks and tiles were not yet a piece. He first announced, "This land belongs to Lao Tzu!" See one catch one.

This principle also applies to Gu Huaiwu.

Mr. Qian probably remembered the infinite scenery back then, so he was more polite, and asked this young man who looked down on him for advice, "Yesterday, there was a carriage that came out of Taikoo City and went up the mountain. I don't know if the head of the family has seen it before... ...Oh, the few of us were just ordered to hunt down the people in the car, and we didn't intend to embarrass the boss."

If these words were said before worshiping the mountain, Gu Huaiwu would still be able to be fooled by being a fool. Now that he blew up his own mountain gate and killed his brother, he turned around and said "no intention of embarrassing".

This old man's spectrum is really big enough to treat everyone as empty heads.

"Since the old man is from Taigu City, I wonder if he is following Wei Boyin or Li Youcheng?" Gu Huaiwu has a straightforward personality, but he is also a hard-nosed opponent. He said, "I had two brothers at the foot of the mountain before, and one of them was tied up by you. Lead the way, what about the other one?"

Gu Huaiwu's complexion was ugly, and two rays of light shot out from his copper bell-like eyes, first glanced at Hu Qiang, and then landed on Qian Lao.

The smell of blood and fire was mixed, and they all rushed into Gu Huaiwu's nose. The cold air was contaminated with temperature, and it was bit by bit to test his reason.

Mr. Qian laughed, instead of beating around the bush, he said directly, "We are Lord Duan's retainers, and we are not chasing petty theft, but the unfaithful and unjust imperial court criminals who overthrew our country. As for your little brother ..."

He looked down at his hands, "It's the remnants of another case. I'll help you clean up the house, so that the village master won't get into trouble."

"Den"

The string of rationality in Gu Huaiwu's mind was stretched to the limit, and it finally merged with anger and self-destructed.The blunt knife on his back slammed down against Qian Lao's nose, and the wind brought up was like a vortex, making Xiao Yao unsteady, and An Yi lost his strength as soon as he said it, and slipped around with the sword in his hand.

His circle opened up the whole situation, Qian Lao became a loner, and the rest were surrounded. None of the five men in black could touch anyone, and they couldn't even try to help them.

Although they are all carefully selected in the Happy Demon Palace, there are some gaps between them.Qian Laode is highly respected, no one can compare with Jianghu experience, but his martial arts are not the highest, and he is on par with Qiu Heng.

The most capable person here is Cui Qingqing who has not made a move yet.

She was among the crowd, the hood was still on her head, her face was so tightly fitted that she couldn't see her face clearly, she didn't move, like a humanoid wooden sculpture.

But those around her are also the top experts in the cottage, and the best generals in the dwarfs.This was specially taken care of by Mu Yunshen, and Gu Huaiwu gave orders when he was on his way. Another thing is that if Cui Qingqing doesn't strike first, both sides will lose their patience, and no one can strike first.

Facing the rain and the wind, the cold moisture on the mountain penetrated into the skin, but everyone was wearing fine beads of sweat, which accumulated and flowed down, blocked by the eyelashes, and the circles around the eyes were sore and itchy.

People are crowded together.

Gu Huaiwu is alone with Qian Lao, and the rest has already been handed over, and Cui Qingqing is out of place in getting along peacefully.

But whether it was still or moving, no one cared about Hu Qiang who was tied to the horse's head.

He had just burned the rope in his hand by lighting sparks. At this moment, he could obviously run away in the chaos, but Hu Qiang's eyes were staring at you and me going back and forth in the open field.

After all, there were mobs in the cottage. Seeing the situation was one-sided, he slowly figured out a truth in his heart.

If he ran away now, and continued to live without enough food and clothing, begging on the street, and watching people's faces, then he would rather die.Besides, his own family is poor and scattered, and there are many natural disasters. Hu Qiang and Duan Fu are not enemies. He is still willing to embrace this thigh, shake the branches, and be a swan looking down on the birds.

Obsessed with profit, Hu Qiang's whole body was tense, both excited and restless like trying to steal the skin of a tiger.He arched his body, sneaked up behind the horse, kicked the horse's ass, let the beast out, and rushed towards the crowd without stopping.

The situation of mutual checks and balances was broken again, and when it was too late to dodge, Cui Qingqing suddenly moved.