[Comprehensive Martial Arts] What does the hero eat today?

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It has been a month since He Jiuli arrived in Bianjing.

Although she has an off-road vehicle, there are no highways in this era, so she can only follow the Romans and take a horse-drawn carriage.

It's just that when I arrived at the outskirts of Bianjing this day, something happened.

Sitting in the carriage, He Jiuli felt murderous.

"Murderous aura" is a mysterious thing. Some people may think that it does not exist when you have not experienced it, but once you experience it, you will never forget this feeling.

This is a feeling that makes people tremble all over, and even a layer of cold sweat seems to be densely covered on the back.

The horse pulling the cart neighed suddenly, and refused to go any further. The groom frantically whipped the horse's back, but there was nothing he could do.

He Jiuli slowly opened his eyes.

She drew back the curtain and jumped out of the carriage.

The groom was still trying his best to control the mad horse, his forehead was covered with sweat, and when he heard the sound of the owner jumping out of the car, he immediately said: "Miss He, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. , wait a moment, this bastard... eh?!"

The driver was stunned.

He Jiuli had already put away his wandering mind, and his reactions were always slow.

Her black eyes were very clear, as if they were covered with a layer of frost, they gave off a sense of coldness. In addition, she had a pair of slightly raised phoenix eyes, which made her a bit more evil.

That look of always wandering away, in fact, just makes her look more normal and more friendly.

The coachman looked at He Jiuli and murmured in his heart: Is this his employer?

He Jiuli glanced at the coachman and said, "It's fine to send it here, and I can walk the rest of the way by myself."

The coachman was just wishing for it. Hearing this, he turned around and left with gratitude.

He Jiuli looked forward and saw two people standing on the official road, one was holding a double axe, the other was holding a light and thin sword. There was no scabbard on his waist, presumably it was a sword. Sword without scabbard.

Both of them suffered a lot of injuries, especially the swordsman holding the sword, it seemed as if he had walked out of blood.

He had at least seventeen or eighteen wounds on his body, and these wounds were not serious. He was stabbed directly in the shoulder blade, blood was gushing from inside, and his chest was also slashed horizontally, and the flesh and blood turned out. , extremely terrifying.

Normal people have suffered so many injuries, and it's fine to keep breathing. This thin swordsman can still stand, and the hand holding the sword is still very stable.

The condition of the man with the double axes was much better, so his tone became more arrogant, and he said: "Cold-blooded, today is your day of death!"

It turned out that the skinny swordsman was called "Cold-Blooded", which was a weird name.

And that cold-blooded one is calm, steady, like a dormant beast, without any emotions other than hunting.

His tone was as piercing and calm as ice, and he only asked, "Where is that money hidden?"

The man grinned and said, "Want to know? Go down to hell and ask my seventh brother and sixth brother!"

So he smiled cruelly.

He said, "I will capture you alive, or... kill you!"

As soon as you uttered the word, he suddenly rushed out like an arrow off the string. He Jiuli was almost stunned. A person with such a serious injury can move so quickly!

His whole body is so harmonious, no one knows how to use every inch of his muscles to the extreme like him.

In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of the man, and saw a flash of cold light, and the narrow sword was sent out. The man was shocked, and hurriedly blocked it with his two axes, only to hear a "clang", and the metal hit The sound is jaw-dropping.

The man said angrily: "Zhuzi...!"

His two-axe wields fiercely, wrapping his whole body inside. He is obviously frightened by Leng Xue's extraordinary fast sword. He does not seek to attack, but only defends.

There is nothing wrong with this method, he is delaying time, Leng Xue's injury is too serious, as long as he delays for another stick of incense, Leng Xue himself will die from excessive blood loss.

Leng Xue also saw his intention, and a strange light suddenly flashed in his blue eyes.

Those who have seen wild animals hunt will be very familiar with this light.

It was a brutal, excited light, and he was so calm and tough in the middle of this fight to the death, but the eyes gave him away!

His blood is not cold at all, at least at this moment, his blood is boiling!

He stared closely at the big man, saw a gap, and flew out his sword. The tip of the sword passed through the gap between the two axes, and pierced the big man's eyebrows with incomparable precision. , He didn't hold back his strength, but directly pierced his skull, letting the sword go out from the back of his head!

The big man died before he even had time to hum.

Leng Xue stared at him with two-sided wolf-like eyes, until he saw the big man's teeth bared and two streams of bright red blood flow out of his eye sockets, then he slowly and slowly pulled out his sword, With a backhand flick.

A splatter of blood fell on the official road.

The big man fell to the ground with a bang, dying with regret.

A smile suddenly appeared on Leng Xue's face that would never melt, and he laughed twice, enduring severe pain in the laughter.

He muttered in his mouth: "He Lao Liu, He Lao Qi, He Lao Ba have been executed..."

As he spoke, he walked forward step by step, but his body had already reached its limit, and after just two steps, he was exhausted and fell to the ground.

It was at this time that He Jiuli stepped forward.

She looked at it for a long time, and felt that neither the man with the double axes nor the cruel and pungent swordsman looked like a good person, and she didn't care who died or who lived.

You can buy a first aid kit in the mall, but He Jiuli has no intention of saving the skinny swordsman.

It's just that the two of them were dueling on the only way to Bianjing, and she had to pass this way.

When passing the exhausted swordsman, He Jiuli glanced at him casually, and saw a token falling out of his body, with the word "Department of Punishment" written on it.

He Jiuli: "..."

What, this turned out to be... the right path? ?

She thought about the ruthlessness and cruelty of the swordsman when he struck, and she really didn't expect that the arresters in the world of martial arts were like this.

But since that's the case...

He Jiuli said: "The mall."

The mall interface popped up.

She spent five points to buy a first aid kit, which contained alcohol, anti-inflammatory powder, and a new type of medical suture pull.

This kind of buckle is very convenient, unlike traditional sutures that you have to sew by yourself, this product only needs to stick both sides on the flesh around the wound, and then pull the thread connecting the two pieces of adhesive tape, and the hideous outward appearance The wound will close immediately.

This policeman from the Ministry of Criminal Justice was lucky enough to meet He Jiuli.

Even luckier, there was an abandoned cabin not far away, with a table, chairs, and a bed inside.

So He Jiuli moved Leng Xue to this bed.

After moving up, she started to unbutton Leng-Blood's shirt.

His jacket was already stained with blood, and was scratched by various weapons, so that this black cloth clothes looked much more shabby than He Jiuli's rag.

After unbuttoning Leng Xue's shirt and exposing his body, a bit of surprise suddenly flashed in He Jiuli's upturned phoenix eyes.

He is very thin, but also very strong. Years of martial arts practice keeps every muscle in his body in the most explosive state.His body is very white, this should be a very exciting body, but...

It's just that there are too many scars on his body.

Except for the seventeen or eighteen wounds on his body that were dripping with blood, his body was covered with scars of various sizes, deep and shallow, which looked extraordinarily ferocious on his pale body.

And the distribution of the scars... is also very strange.

He Jiuli shook his head, stretched out his hand suddenly, and touched a knife wound on his right shoulder blade. Before the wound healed well, he burst open again.

The moment her hand touched Leng Xue's body, Leng Xue's arm suddenly moved, and he suddenly jumped up, and with a snap, he clasped He Jiuli's wrist tightly with his own hand.

Cold Blood opened his eyes.

It wasn't until now that He Jiuli realized that he actually had a pair of blue eyes, which were very deep, and there seemed to be some vigilance and murderousness rolling in them that could not be suppressed by himself.

He had bled so much, his palms were still hot at this moment, as if he hadn't gotten over the excitement of the death fight just now.

But his expression was cold, as cold as ice.

Cold-blooded: "Who are you?"

He Jiuli glanced at him and suddenly smiled.

To be honest, this smile is not very kind.If I have to describe it, it seems to be a kind of smile that sees through something, three parts proud, three parts narrow, and three parts provocative smile.She already had a pair of upturned phoenix eyes, but this smile made her look very difficult to distinguish between good and evil.

Leng Xue was so excited by this laughter that his whole body tensed up, the muscles on his forearm were bulging tightly, and even the veins burst out.

He Jiuli directly poured a small bottle of alcohol on the wound on his chest.

In an instant, Leng Xue's expression became distorted, the alcohol concentration of 70.00% Wu was stronger than the strongest alcohol in the world, and the somewhat numb dull pain at the wound instantly turned into a sharp tingling pain.

Like a dying fish, he struggled violently on the bed board twice, and quickly forced himself to calm down, but the blue veins on his forehead and the tightly clenched teeth still revealed that he was not at the moment. Very pleasant fact.

He Jiuli's wrist was almost crushed by him.

She still had that very evil smile, and said softly: "You did it on purpose, right? You intentionally made yourself so many wounds..."

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