Chun Feng Du Jian

At this point, even as dull as Nie Ying, she can see that something is wrong.They gathered a large number of people to collect debts immediately, but they fell into the other party's trick and were caught in the urn.Obviously, he and Wen Heng had not seen so many officers and soldiers when they followed the convoy into Xingcheng, and they were not interrogated when they rescued Longjing and escaped from the city.

"The dog thief is so vicious, so I underestimated you." Nie Ying clenched the hilt of the knife in her hand, gritted her teeth and said ruthlessly, "A hundred people, I can't say that I will risk my life today, and I will never teach you, this thief, to succeed in his tricks!"

"Young Master Nie from Yanmen, I advise you not to talk too much." Seeing his impatience, Master Ninth felt more at ease, and said with a smile, "You don't want to kill yourself, don't drag other people. How dare you Take a step, and immediately ten thousand arrows are fired. Although you are all masters of the rivers and lakes, if you wield swords and swords in such a narrow place, you still have to worry about your own people. I'm afraid you won't be able to use them? When you get hurt, you won't be able to escape. Those who escape will be reduced to prisoners and live together with your fellow apprentices——the punishment city has everything else, but the prison is enough.”

Long Jing knew that Nie Ying couldn't hold back against him, so he took the lead and said, "I have to return this to Your Excellency as it is. Everyone knows the principle of capturing the thief first, and the king is the first. We can't resist thousands of troops, but we can always do it if we only capture one person." Arrived. For the sake of your own safety, Your Excellency should say a few words less."

Master Ninth said, "It's wrong. Long Shaoxia, don't think that you are the only ones who speak morally. If today's one action can accomplish everything, what does it matter if I live or die?" He looked around with contempt in his eyes. Smiling, he said slowly, "Besides, you are underestimating me by threatening me with these shrimp soldiers and crabs in the future."

Nie Ying sneered and said, "Everyone, don't listen to his gossip to confuse the public. This person has already been seriously injured, and he can only support himself with one mouth. It's not enough to—"

Before he could finish saying the word "fear", his cheeks suddenly felt cold, and a light breeze passed by him suddenly. He only had time to see the silver embroidery on the green robe shimmering slightly in the sunlight, and the figure went away and landed brightly. In the palm of his hand, he held an exquisite dagger made of gold.

The people around exclaimed in unison "Ah", and the Dragon Realm rushed forward, but was a step too late, frowning deeply.Nie Ying raised his hand dazedly in front of thousands of eyes, rubbed half of his palm with blood red, only then felt the stinging pain on his face belatedly.

There was a slender wound about two inches long on his face. The other party was merciful when he cut the knife. The wound only oozes a little blood, so it won't be disfigured.But even this is enough to make people fear the perpetrator: under the eyes of everyone, this person came and went like a ghost, and raised his hand casually to draw a line on Nie Ying's face, so fast that no one could see how he was. Take a shot, let alone block a counterattack.

At this moment, everyone was thinking: What if this knife falls on my face?

Who dares to say that he will be able to avoid it?

If this person is not seriously injured, and his martial arts are so advanced, all the people present may not be his opponent. What else?Obediently put down the sword and accept fate.

Nie Ying was also so astonished that he couldn't speak. The injury was a minor injury. He was a handsome man, and he didn't care much about his appearance, but the humiliation of being played with in the palm of his hand and trampled on his feet made him speechless for a long time. Take it easy.

His eyes were burning red with hatred, and everyone in the field froze for a moment.

Someone couldn't help but suggested in a low voice: "Otherwise, we should... retreat outside the city first, and then make plans?"

Master Ninth was playing with a short dagger in his hands. Hearing this, he smiled without raising his head: "Let's go? You have come to Xingcheng and knocked on the gate of Shiyue Prison. Where do you want to go?"

Long Jing suddenly raised his head and said, "What do you mean by your Excellency?"

Lord Ninth opened the dagger, and the thin blade was almost colorless under the sunlight. He replied casually: "It means that you made a wrong move, and this time you have to confess yourself. You two brought a group of useless people at the door. The previous formula, to divert the tiger away from the mountain, and let another team go around to the back to rob the prison - the abacus is shrewd, but it depends on whether the officer buys it or not."

Long Jing's face changed suddenly, as if he was greatly taken aback.

The Ninth Master smiled complacently: "It seems that Long Shaoxia is still not good at deceiving people——"

"It's a good way to tune the tiger away from the mountain, but I don't know, who is the tiger?"

Suddenly another laugh came from the top of the head, and the Ninth Master suddenly looked back, and saw an extra person on the roof of the main hall at some point, sitting obliquely beside the ridge, his unafraid and loose posture was like a sharp sword, straight Nailed into his eyes.

"It's you."

These two words were almost squeezed out between the teeth, exuding an unusual chill in June.Anyone could hear the bitter hatred in it, but Nie Ying cheered on the other side: "Brother Yue, hello!"

Wen Heng smiled and said, "Brother Nie, Shaoxia Long, are you two safe?"

Standing beside him, Long Jing bowed his head slightly to pay tribute to him.Nie Ying was taunted by Master Nine before, but now that she finally has someone who can support her, she can't help but feel elated and very happy.Fang Yuanzhuo and the other guards immediately drew their swords and shouted angrily, "How dare you escape from prison!"

Wen Heng replied leisurely: "I follow the example, imitating your family's way of doing things, it's not surprising."

Master Ninth ignored his provocation, beckoned a guard over, and ordered in a low voice: "Go to the back and see what's going on." Wen Heng heard it clearly from the room, and answered the words out of nowhere: "Why bother?" , you wait here, you will see the result after a while."

Fang Yuanzhuo didn't understand: "What?"

Three loud bangs suddenly exploded in the backyard, the ground underfoot trembled violently, the beams of the house trembled endlessly, thick smoke billowed into the sky, and the sound of screams and cracks was joined together in an instant.Now Fang Yuanzhuo didn't need to probe further, the sound of footsteps approaching was enough to answer all his questions.Accompanied by the shaking of the earth, hundreds of prisoners in Shiyue Prison supported each other and ran out of the backyard. They were extremely embarrassed, but they had the ferocity of wild beasts who broke through the prison to see the light of day. Wang stared at Master Jiu, with hatred in his eyes, wishing he could be burned to ashes on the spot.

"Dog officer! How dare you say you didn't arrest anyone!"

"Third Senior Brother! Little Junior Brother! So you are all here!"

There were shouts from inside and outside the door, disciples from different factions recognized each other, and those who were free were scolding Master Ninth at the top of their voices.Not long after, another group of people walked around from the backyard to the front, the leader was a young man with a short mustache, his men were all black military robes, with swords on their waists, very capable.The man raised his head and shouted at Wen Heng on the roof: "My lord, everyone has been rescued! Please show me what to do next!"

This group of people seemed to appear out of nowhere, but they came prepared, not only did the Ninth Masters not recognize them, they didn't even recognize the disciples of the various factions rescued by them.

Wen Heng jumped down from the roof and landed next to the man. He ignored the officers and soldiers and introduced to Nie Yinglongjing and the others: "This is Chief Fan of the Luming Escort Bureau of Zhanchuan City. They are all bodyguards of the Luming Bodyguard Agency."

Fan Yang clasped his fists in salute to everyone in the courtyard, and everyone stood up straight to return the salute, saying in unison: "Thank you, Captain Fan, for your rescue!"

Fan Yang hastily resigned and said: "Don't dare, I will obey orders, and it is all up to the master's plan to achieve success in one fell swoop."

Wen Heng first defeated the members of the Chuxingxingzong at the Sword Discussion Conference, and later broke into prison alone with Nie Ying and seriously injured the leader of the thief. It was originally the hope of everyone escaping. Hearing what Fan Yang said now, he admired him even more. They all said loudly: "Young Master Yue's grace of life, I will never forget it!"

Lord Ninth suddenly said coldly: "Before you walk out of this gate, you are showing off your kindness first. Mr. Yue, you are too impatient."

Wen Heng raised his eyes and saw that Master Ninth's face was livid, obviously very angry, and his mood became more and more comfortable, and he said kindly: "I'm not in a hurry, it's the adults who should be in a hurry. The cell is already on fire. The guards have been beaten to nothing by us, if you don’t withdraw your troops to put out the fire, sooner or later this big prison will be burned to nothing—I guess your lord doesn’t want to die with us gangsters?”

Fan Yang stood behind him, and whispered with disdain: "What kind of adult is a running dog who can't see the light? He really thinks of himself as a character."

"I underestimated you." Master Ninth stared at him, and asked solemnly, "Save Longjing, let them bring people to contain me, and you pretend to be captured, lurking in the big prison, and contact other people from inside and outside." To rob the prison, what else is there besides these? Where have you come to?"

"It's nothing." Wen Heng said frankly, "I'm alone and weak, and there's only so much I can do. I just asked someone to send a letter to a few friends, reminding them to be careful to 'tune the tiger away from the mountain'."

These two sentences were uttered without thinking, and the rest were all at a loss, only Master Ninth stood there for a while, and suddenly laughed like he had lost his mind: "Okay, okay, okay!"

The indescribable misery of that laughter made people wonder if he was going to vomit blood in the next moment.

"The old man planned for a long time, but in the end he fell into your hands. It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous!" The Ninth Lord looked at Wen Heng in the increasingly hot smoke. After a long silence, he suddenly asked: "Who are you?"

Wen Heng stood three steps away, looked at him calmly, and replied unhurriedly: "There is no need to ask someone in the Jianghu."

"I'm really curious, who can teach you such an apprentice." Master Ninth suddenly drew his sword and violently attacked him like lightning, "Accept!"

His movements were too fast, without any warning at all, making it impossible to guard against. Before the lingering sound of the last word fell, the sword had already approached Wen Heng's face.With Nie Ying's lessons learned before him, this time he repeated his old tricks, and everyone was so shocked that they couldn't even yell, but Wen Wenheng turned sideways lightly and deftly, avoiding the sharp edge, and using his right hand as a sword, he quickly pointed at his throat." Water hole".

This dodge was done very cleverly, and there was still room to counterattack, the reaction and speed were at the peak.Fan Yang didn't know that he had developed such a skill, so he couldn't help admiring it.Master Nine missed the first blow, and drew back his sword quickly. The second sword made an "upside-down golden hook". It hit Master Jiu's wrist exactly, blocking the sword edge he swung in mid-air.

The author has something to say: the decoration at home has smashed the big wall, and there is no room for a peaceful coding desk.I took the time to write three chapters this week. Fortunately, Xiaoxue is finally online. Let me send a red envelope in the comments of this chapter to apologize to everyone.