young master in arms

The Central Plains is red.

This is a title given to a young man by people in the Jianghu after he killed the general of the Jin Kingdom 30 years ago.

Now he is fifty-two, and has disappeared in the Jianghu for 20 years. He was in the Jianghu until he was 32 years old, and suddenly disappeared without a trace. Some people say that he died, and some people say that he was bought by the Mongols. There are different opinions about a killer, and gradually no one cares about his fate.

It was night, the cold wind was blowing, and the alley was silent.

Suddenly, a scream was heard, extremely shrill, which alarmed the officers and soldiers who were drinking not far away.

They hurried to the place where the screams occurred, but found a person standing quietly at the entrance of the alley, holding a dark knife in his hand.

In front of him, there were three corpses, each of whose heads had been chopped off, their eyes widened, and they died with regret.

"You committed crimes in the middle of the night, do you still have the king's law in your eyes?" The officers and soldiers were so frightened that their voices trembled. If he hadn't just drank some wine, he would have sat down on the ground, not daring to move an inch.

The man ignored the officers and soldiers' questioning, he just stood there, standing in the cold wind.

The officers and soldiers were very courageous after drinking, not to mention that there were so many of them, so they should not be afraid of the person in front of them, so they called out again to no avail, drew out their sabers, and approached the person step by step.

Every step they take feels extremely difficult.

It was as if there was a sticky barrier around that person, hindering their steps.

Suddenly, the man turned his head, and the officers and soldiers were so frightened that they almost fell to the ground, and someone shouted: "Kill for your life, you go to die!" There were at least seven or eight officers and soldiers. The knife chopped forward.

"Go to hell?" The man's voice revealed a frightening coldness, as if he was the source of the coldness in this world of ice and snow.

Countless knife lights refracted the bleak moonlight, shining on the man's pale face.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and then the knife in his hand suddenly swung out.

The world seemed to stop at that moment, and the officers and soldiers could not even feel the passage of time.

Of course the dead don't feel anything.

The man withdrew the knife and didn't even look at the corpses on the ground. He walked out of the alley on the snow and looked in the direction. Where was he going?

In the Jin mansion, Master Jin was playing chess with his grandfather. The two played chess very differently. They made strange moves again and again, and they played for an hour without a winner.

Grandpa stroked his gray beard: "Don't be distracted when playing chess." He put down the white stones, and Master Jin looked ugly, and sighed: "I lost."

After putting away the chessboard, the two of them were about to talk about some trifles, but unexpectedly, the servant at the door rushed into the hall, the firelight printed on his frightened face, Master Jin stood up immediately, and slapped the servant on the face: "Hurry up! , what is the system?"

The servant was incoherent, and it took a long time before he said: "My master is not good, someone broke in!"

"What!" Hearing this, Mr. Jin rushed out regardless of the servant's finishing. He ordered the guards around him to send grandpa back to his room, and called dozens of people to go towards the gate.

There is a person standing at the door.

A person who held a pitch-black knife and had death in his eyes.

When he saw Master Jin, there was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth: "Iribis, long time no see."

When Master Jin saw the person coming, his expression changed drastically, he took a step back, and said in horror: "The Central Plains is red, you are not dead yet?"

The man twisted his neck casually: "Thanks to you, I won't die in the grassland."

At this time, the guards in the Jin Mansion were surrounded by people, and the fire light illuminated the night, and also illuminated the pitch-black knife.

Not paying any attention to the increasing number of guards, the visitor walked forward slowly. As he walked, the guards followed suit, and the circle surrounding him continued to shrink.

Until the guards' knives were an inch in front of the tip of his nose, he stopped, with mockery in his eyes: "Do you think these people can stop me?"

Master Jin said in a deep voice: "Xiao Muran, you were defeated by me 20 years ago, are you going to seek your own death today?"

Xiao Muran's eyes turned cold: "I want you to die!"

After saying that, the knife in his hand had already been shot, and the group of guards had been watching his every move. When his knife moved, theirs also moved.

The sword dance of the guards formed an impenetrable net, enveloping Xiao Muran in it.

Xiao Muran yelled, the pitch-black knife seemed to have merged into the night, and in the blink of an eye, three people were broken by the waist and killed on the spot.

What a terrible knife technique.

Master Jin's face turned livid. He knew that this person was coming this time to put him to death, so he ordered the guards around him: "Go to the suburbs and ask General Zhang to rescue him." The man took the order and rushed to the outside of Quanzhou Town Go, Master Jin ordered another person: "Go to the yamen and ask someone to come." The man didn't dare to hesitate, and ran away.

While speaking, seven more guards surrounding Xiao Muran died.

Fearing that the number of deaths would increase, Master Jin shouted everyone away, jumped out immediately, and split Xiao Muran's knife with his palm.

Xiao Muran let out a strange cry, and slashed at Master Jin's neck with his big knife.

Master Jin was not afraid at all, grabbed a knife from the guard with his bare hands, and attacked Xiao Muran's blade, but hearing the crisp sound of "dang", the two retreated three steps each.

"Unexpectedly, after 20 years of absence, your sword skills are still so poor." Master Jin snorted coldly and sarcastically.

Xiao Muran was so furious that he swung his knife and attacked again.

The two of them fought together in an instant, and the surrounding guards couldn't intervene at all.

At this time, Jin Shaoyan and Xiao Yushan, who heard the commotion, rushed over and saw Dad fighting with a middle-aged man, but they were not worried about Dad's safety at all, and they became happy: "It's been a long time since I saw Dad make a move, but now I see you, Dad's sword skills are still the same. sharp."

Xiao Yushan on the side was a little absent-minded. He looked at the person who was fighting with Master Jin, and his heart beat rapidly.

Suddenly, Xiao Muran let out a loud roar, Master Jin's knife sliced ​​open the clothes in his abdomen, and a streak of blood sprayed into the cold and bright air at the gate of the Jin Mansion.

But he didn't seem to be timid at all, and the dark knife danced more vigorously.

There was only one thought in his mind, "kill Iribis".

"I want you to die!" Xiao Muran completely abandoned his sword skills, like a wild beast bursting out with amazing power.

Master Jin was so frightened that he backed up dozens of steps, Xiao Muran wanted to die together, he didn't want to die with him, so he waved his hand to let the guards swarm up.

Although Xiao Muran's saber technique is sharp, he is invincible with two fists and four hands. He already feels that the true energy in his body is constantly being lost. If he continues to fight, he will die of exhaustion.

Looking at the hateful face of Master Jin, he chopped off the head of the person next to him with a knife, and rushed towards Master Jin again while roaring.

At this time, a person attacked with a knife, blocking Xiao Muran's attack at the very moment.

Master Jin shouted: "Tu'er, come back quickly."

Jin Shaoyan slammed Xiao Muran's knife away, and laughed loudly: "Let Daddy see if my kung fu over the past year has fallen." After speaking, he swung his knife and attacked Xiao Muran, Xiao Muran heard the man in front of him call Jin. As a father, the master was extremely excited: "Iribis, today I will kill your son, so that you can taste the pain of losing a son!" He made up his mind to kill Jin Shaoyan first tonight, and as for Yiribis, It's not too late to kill again in the future.

Jin Shaoyan's youthful heart, hearing the other party's clamor, snorted coldly: "That depends on whether you have the ability."