Become a cat [Zhan Zhao]

"Go!" Zhan Zhao yelled at He Lian, and at the same time flicked his wrist to unsheath the long sword, and briefly touched the steel knife with a "ding".And the speed of that person's changing moves was unbelievably fast, and he swung the second knife almost as soon as Zhan Zhao received the first knife.The knife technique he used was unexpectedly simple, so simple that it was almost straightforward, but it was incomparably fast, so fast that it made this straightforwardness full of danger.And the knife is no longer like a knife, it seems to have become a part of that person, so it can be used freely and integrated.His wrist seems to have no bones, and the angle of each knife changes greatly, which makes people caught off guard.

Zhan Zhao could hardly keep up with his speed, and couldn't cope with the opening and closing moves.After so many years of walking in the rivers and lakes, he knew how much he weighed, and in just a few moves, he strongly realized that he absolutely could not be faster than this person.When the two were fighting, almost every move was the man's attack, Zhan Zhaoshou, he was busy receiving the opponent's blows, and finally gradually lost his breath.

And all this happened in the blink of an eye.Just as He Lian took this opportunity to jump out of the window, the soldiers below clamored, presumably they were besieging her.

Are they going to fold here tonight?For a moment, Zhan Zhao unconsciously flashed this idea.But the next moment, he suddenly woke up - Zhan Zhao, oh Zhan Zhao, has the officialdom really washed away your blood in the past few years?There have been more sinister situations in the past.This is not the time to throw in the towel, absolutely not.

The opponent's shots are getting faster and faster, as if they will never feel tired, and the more they fight, the more courageous they are.The two people's bodies separate and rejoin, like phantoms that are constantly changing in the night, and the shadows of swords, lights and swords they arouse are haloed into one piece, becoming the embellishment between them.For a moment, Zhan Zhao heard a sneer coming from the man's throat, and his cold voice was like a knife's edge: "Yumao Zhan Zhao, that's all."

Zhan Zhao suddenly summoned his inner strength and shook the long sword in his hand, forcing him back half a step abruptly.The opponent just leaned back slightly and stabilized his figure, but he himself was already sweating and breathing heavily.However, at this moment of embarrassment, Zhan Zhao suddenly curled his lips into a smile, and an inexplicable sentence appeared in his heart—"Alan, watch it, let's see how I can win him."

In the blink of an eye, the man raised his sword and attacked again.

And Zhan Zhao seemed to have eaten the guts of a leopard. He didn't go to catch the murderous knife that could split his head in half in a blink of an eye. Generally stab the opponent's wrist.

The sound of clashing swords and swords that had been jingling all the time suddenly stopped, making the already numb eardrums feel a little uncomfortable.The man suddenly reversed the edge of the blade, staggered the edge of the blade, and threw himself at Zhan Zhao, hitting his chest with the hilt of the blade.

This is undoubtedly an exquisite move, and the situation between the two has not yet been broken, but Zhan Zhao has disturbed the other party's rhythm.This is actually a very simple truth - once you are led by the nose in a match, you are destined to lose.However, between life and death, very few people can not defend and counterattack under Thunder's knife, this is the strength of the opponent.

However, what Zhan Zhao is best at is analyzing opponents, thinking about the way to win, and turning defeat into victory in fierce battles.This strength has saved Zhan Zhao countless times in life and death.His master once said that among his disciples, Zhan Zhao was not the one with the most profound martial arts skills, but he was indeed the one with the highest talent and the best understanding.

Therefore, when Zhan Zhao's long sword stabbed out and was unable to take it back, he did not insist on attacking, but turned sideways to avoid the opponent, and lightly slapped the man's back heart - the opponent was good at punching at first glance. As an offensive swordsman, Zhan Zhao has no intention of competing with the opponent for his strengths.

It is not important whether to attack or defend, what matters is who controls the rhythm.

But between Zhan Zhao's attack and defense, the man lost his aggressiveness.When Zhan Zhao's palm came out, he suddenly leaned over and slashed at Zhan Zhao's waist and abdomen with the horizontal knife.And Zhan Zhao moved his body swiftly and lightly, and the palm he slapped never missed. Although the movement was slow, when he hit the opponent's shoulder, he suddenly exerted force.And Zhan Zhao himself took advantage of the situation to volley in the air, and with a swipe of the long sword, he stabbed straight into the opponent's vest like a rainbow piercing the sun.

In an instant, the situation was reversed, and the man rolled on the ground in embarrassment, but Zhan Zhao's sword still pierced his vest, and blood oozes slightly.

Zhan Zhao didn't take the opportunity to kill him, instead he flung out the window and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

In the stone room, the man straightened up slowly while panting. He half-kneeled and stared out the window in the direction Zhan Zhao left, but after a while, he showed a faint smile.

With a "chi", the steel knife in his hand was heavily thrust into the ground.I just heard the man say: "Very good, Yumao, I know you."

A Lan was really anxious to wait at the edge of the jungle. She seemed to have a nail under her feet and couldn't stand for a moment.The small area around her forced her to step on a flat ground, and the weeds on it fell down and mixed with the soil.

He Zhou held his face and couldn't help but said, "Don't turn around, aren't you dizzy?"

"Not dizzy." Alan replied stiffly.Although she knew that Zhan Zhao was just using He Zhou as an excuse to coax her to stay, she still couldn't help but blame him - if it wasn't for this kid who was holding her back, maybe she would be able to fight side by side with Zhan Zhao now.

He Zhou seemed to hear Ah Lan's bad mood, he sneered and said, "Why are you so angry, with your three-legged skills, going there will only hinder you."

"You're a three-legged cat." Alan glared at He Zhou, and the thought that had been tossing and turning in her heart just now blurted out, "If you hadn't held me back, I wouldn't have stayed here."

"Really?" He Zhou looked up at her, his expression hardly resembled that of a ten-year-old child, "Actually, you should be content, someone will do this dangerous thing for you, and you don't need to take risks..."

Alan interrupted him, and said impatiently, "I don't mind taking risks."

"But someone minds." He Zhou tilted his head and smiled, "Aren't you satisfied that there is someone who wants you not to take risks, and who is willing to put himself in danger just to keep you safe?"

When Ah Lan heard the words, a chill suddenly rose in her heart, she stared at He Zhou, her heart beat suddenly.

"Ah, I saw it." He Zhou really showed a smile that didn't belong to a child this time, "I was negligent, and I didn't look like a child after talking to you so much. In fact, the two After I left alone, I didn't bother to pretend."

Alan backed away slowly, and said in a concentrated voice: "Who are you? Where did you get He Zhou?"

"Who am I?" The man with He Zhou's face giggled, "I've been asleep for too long. A child like you will never have heard of me."

A Lan's hand behind her back quietly clenched the dagger—it was left by Zhan Zhao for her self-defense.She slowly asked: "What is your purpose in doing this? Why did you become He Zhou and sneak into our side?"

"Well," the other party tapped his chin lightly with a finger, "Purpose, you people always have a purpose when doing things. Why do you have to have a purpose? Can't it be just for fun?" He said with a grin , "I'm with you, but you don't know anything. Isn't it fun for me to hide in such an unobtrusive capacity and watch you cry and laugh?"

A Lan: "..." She tried to grasp the rhythm of the conversation, delaying the time until Zhan Zhao and the others came back, "You, did you secretly replace He Zhou after that storm?"

"Is this important?" The other party didn't seem to care about Ah Lan's small thoughts, and asked back with a smile, "Do you care about when I came here?"

Alan nodded silently, and said slowly: "I didn't see it at all, you hardly showed any flaws before that." She tried her best not to sound flattering.

"You don't need to be upset about this," the other party replied, "Isn't the kid's sister coming out?"

Alan: "I'm not depressed." She felt the need to declare, "I'm just, surprised."

"Hey, you're just surprised, aren't you afraid?" The other party grinned and showed a horrible or ridiculous expression, "I must be some guy with evil plots, dressed in sheep's clothing and deliberately sneaked into you In the middle, when everyone is gone and only a little white rabbit like you is left, then the true face of the evil wolf will be revealed."

A Lan couldn't help but swallowed lightly, and asked, "Can you tell me what evil plot you have?"

"No." The other party smiled politely. If it wasn't for that kind of demeanor, he didn't look like a child at all, it would be impossible to tell that he was no longer He Zhou.

Alan wanted to say something more to delay the time, but suddenly he heard the sound of killing from the direction of the fishing village.She turned her head suddenly and looked there, but couldn't see anything.

"Ah," the person behind said with a smile, "It seems that Xing Zhongyu has fought against them." He blinked as he spoke, "Do you think your Zhan Zhao is Xing Zhongyu's opponent?"

A Lan replied nervously: "Xing Zhongyu? Who is that?"

"He belongs to King Xiangyang." The other party tilted his head and smiled, and said, "He is a master, but unfortunately he has a fatal flaw. But I still think that Zhan Zhao is not Xing Zhongyu's opponent."

Alan couldn't help but said, "That's not necessarily the case."

"Haha!" The other party laughed, "You have a lot of confidence in him, which is good and helps you deal with the next panic."

Alan had already opened a considerable distance from the other party, but when she stepped back again, her back lightly touched the rough bark.She croaked, "What panic?"

"Well, you don't think I'm going to run around in the image of such a child all the time?" The other party replied with a smile, "Although a child is inconspicuous, it's not very convenient after all, and it's not as suitable as a little girl."

Alan's heart beat violently, and he threw the dagger with a wave of his hand, and then rushed towards the fishing village without looking back.

However, before she could take a step, she suddenly felt a heavy weight on her shoulders—the other party actually jumped on her shoulders, and two cold little hands pressed down heavily on her temples!

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