A chatter falls from the sky

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No.20 three times

The light and shadow in the forest fell on the sharp sword, dazzling and cold.

However, no matter how cold it is, it can't compare to the eyes of the sword-wielder who vowed to kill everything.

The eyes only killers have.

Xiao Xiaozhu and Yue Wenli were unarmed.

There was no time to say anything, the two looked at each other tacitly, and suddenly split into two ways to charge out, without a sword in hand but not afraid, snapping a finger to make it easier for the boys to fight together.

The skill of a killer cannot be measured by age.

The two of them quickly realized this point. These young men who had just reached their armpits were dexterous and treacherous, like a black mist wrapped in a sharp sword. Xiao Xiaozhu shook off a corner of his sleeve and cut it off!

"Bold!"

Yue Wenli opened his eyes coldly, and the ordinary sword move stopped in an instant, the branch trembled lightly, and a icy murderous intent burst out of the branch and went straight to the boy's wrist!

The young man was shocked, and he stepped back a few steps with his toes lightly, but how could the murderous aura he had aroused end so easily? The calm Yang Lin seemed to be surrounded by a whirlwind of murderous intent, with rustling poplar leaves and fluttering clothes. , Yue Wenli held a branch in the air and drew a stern arc, the ice spirit swordsmanship pierced through the air, one against four, sweeping like a rainbow sword energy!

The four teenagers turned pale with shock, the target who was still peaceful just now seemed to have suddenly shed his hard shell and exuded a strong killing intent, as if that person, that branch, and that sword energy were originally living for the killing intent!

Xiao Xiaozhu was terrified. The assassination in his previous life was his eternal nightmare in this life. He couldn't tolerate any behavior that could induce Yue Wenli to go mad, so he entered the battle without saying anything.

The four years of isolation in the mountains had already forged their sword moves to perfection. The four young killers were about to be unable to parry. During the staggering, the leader lowered his voice and asked like a poisonous snake: "'Bingliu' Jin Ping, who are you?"

Yue Wenli suddenly looked back, raised his eyebrows and straightened his eyes, and before he could ask anything, a series of crisp wind chimes suddenly sounded in mid-air. The tinkling of the bells was like water waves flowing, and the leader of the assassins suddenly stopped and jumped out of the circle in shock.

In the mist and mist, an unpretentious black-capped carriage was quietly parked on a forest road not far away, with two burly men in gray clothes standing in front of and behind the carriage.

No one knows how they appeared silently beside these many masters.

But the killer leader's eyes have changed and changed.

The wind chimes on the carriage are still tinkling, and the blue water pattern tassels tied with the wind chimes are swinging slowly.

"Lianshui Pavilion..." The leader of the assassins vigilantly clenched his sword hilt, his eyes firmly locked on the closed car door.

"It seems that the move is under the Bodhi of the Buddha's Hand Building," a magnetic voice echoed in the carriage, showing a faint trace of fatigue:

"In the Lower Lianshui Pavilion, Lian Song."

It's an extremely simple self-reported portal, but the person has no intention of stepping out.

Even though he was so disrespectful, the killer leader of the Bergamot House did not show any resentment. On the contrary, he hesitated for a while, and simply put away the sword in his hand.

"I'm under the Bodhi seat, I don't know if the pavilion master is here, what advice do you have?"

"Even if I don't come today, after this battle, you won't kill me right away."

Guo glanced at Yue Wenli next to him:

"Yes."

"Well, please go back and tell Bodhi, man, I will take it away today. If you want to find someone later, you can come to my pavilion."

Guo Yi frowned:

"I don't know what is the relationship between the pavilion master and these two people?"

"Is it related?" Lian Song's voice paused for a moment, as if he was thinking: "If Bodhi wants to know, let him ask in person."

Guo Yi's hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, and his lips covered in black gauze pursed: "In that case, I will leave."

After saying that, he took a step back and gestured to the four teenagers, and the five disappeared into the woods as if they had come.

From the beginning to the end, Xiao Xiaozhu and Yue Wenli didn't have a chance to interject a word. Seeing that the person left, Xiao Xiaozhu heaved a sigh of relief, and hurried to Fu An and Lu Huaifang to check. Seeing that the two were just fainted, let go After snacking, he took out a small medicine bottle from his arms, poured out two pills and stuffed them into their mouths.

Yue Wenli stared closely at the direction of the car. The legendary owner of the Lianshui Pavilion really lived up to his reputation, but when it comes to the relationship between the two of them and the Lianshui Pavilion, he can barely get a little bit of it through Lian Xu, just such a little relationship , Is it worth his fanfare to challenge the killer organization Bergamot House?Besides, how could he be sure that he and Xiao Zhu would follow him back to Lianshui Pavilion obediently?

Lian Song in the car didn't seem to want to explain to them, and didn't need to listen to their introduction. The servant said firmly as soon as he opened his mouth:

"Xiao Xiaozhu, there is a cyan birthmark the size of a fingernail on your right shoulder, right?"

Xiao Xiaozhu, who was busy feeding medicine, suddenly trembled.

Yue Wenli clenched the branch in his hand, and the vigilance in his eyes immediately rose to the highest level.

"Looks like it's really there." Lian Song seemed to let out a long sigh, and when he opened his mouth again, his voice clearly revealed suppressed excitement: "Abo, Atao, take it for me."

"Yes." Following the order, the two burly men standing in front of the car pulled up their clothes and rushed forward. The two of Xiao Yue had just experienced a fierce battle, and even though they had doubts, they never thought about Lian Xu's The elder brother even punched them without saying a word, but there was no room for them to think about it. The two big men in front of them were completely different from the trainee killers just now.

Xiao Xiaozhu was so angry that he scolded his mother in his heart, and shouted at the top of his voice: "I said, can you do it, Master Lian? Damn, please be soft on your mother." He narrowly avoided a punch: "Can you speak clearly! I have long hair on my body. What does the birthmark hinder you, you are not happy, shit, you are not happy with other people's birthmarks!"

Lian Song didn't respond with a single word, but Abo and Atao in the field looked at each other in fear, as if they had made some decision, and Abo made a false move, stretched out his hand into his arms, and shouted: "Go!"

A Tao stepped back in response, Xiao Xiaozhu and Yue Wenli only felt a white fog in front of them, and their chests and abdomens suddenly filled up as if a large gust of air had been injected into them. The feeling of oppression went straight to their brains, and their bodies immediately lost control.

"Damn it!" Xiao Xiaozhu bit his lower lip hard to stabilize his figure: "What kind of shit is Lianshui Pavilion, if you can't beat it, you will be addicted, drug addicted, and drug addicted will be advanced, it's amazing, that won't let me down The lower lip should have been bitten with blood, and there was a bloody smell in his mouth, but he was able to concentrate a little bit, he took two steps back, felt the warm but real body leaning against his back, and calmed down a little. Calm down.

"Xiaozhu, don't talk." Yue Wenli ordered in a low voice.

Abo and Atao didn't seem to expect that the two of them would not be put down immediately, so they couldn't help being stunned.

"Too slow."

However, someone couldn't wait any longer, and only heard a "Pu La", a white figure burst out of the car like lightning. No one saw how he made the move, only a silver light flashed, and Yue Wen Li was already hanging on the carport with a bang, unconscious.

The car door closed slowly, as if it had never been opened.

Inside the car, a hand with sharp bones gently pinched the unconscious Xiao Xiaozhu's face, and the other hand purposely tore off the shirt on his right shoulder. The moment he saw the birthmark, his fingers clenched tightly The sound is especially clear in a quiet car.

"Let's go, enter the city." The owner of those hands ordered in a low voice.

"Yes." Abo listened to the order, looked up at Yue Wenli who was hanging dangerously on it, and silently found a rope to fix him in place. After finishing everything, he jumped into the carriage with Atao and was about to whip his whip When we set off, we heard another order from inside the car:

"Abo, go to the Bee Tail Valley and tell Xiao Yi that the chips are ready, and our accounts should be settled."

"Yes." Abo outside the car couldn't help shivering, he didn't dare hand over the whip to A Tao without any delay, a gust of wind blew by, and only A Tao was left in front of the car.

The author has something to say: let’s have a little less today, and try to have as much tomorrow, okay~~ For the sake of Pavilion Master Lian~

Yue Wenli: How dare you throw me on the carport!You actually threw the hero onto the carport!

Hometown: The weather is hot and the roof is so cool~~

No.20 four times

In every Jianghu legend, there is inevitably a well-known intelligence organization in the Jianghu.

Lianshui Pavilion is such a one.

The best places to collect information are crowded places such as inns, teahouses, and brothels. There are countless names in Lianshui Pavilion.

Apart from these, the most talked about Lianshui Pavilion by outsiders is its owner, Lian Song.

More than ten years ago, he opened the Lianshui Pavilion in the capital as a young man, and his silver snake whip became famous all over the world, making all the unmarried women in the capital dream about.He himself was troubled, maybe because of this, maybe because of other reasons, in short, in the following years, Lian Song's whereabouts began to become mysterious.Only those close to him know that as long as there is no major event that requires him to take part, most of the time, he stays in the Yunqi Courtyard in the western suburbs of Qinzhou City.

Yunqi Bieyuan is not big, and it is not as magnificent as the rumors exaggerate. It is just an ordinary three-entry courtyard, and the staff composition is very simple. The total number of servants and maids is only about twenty.

Even so, this place is still a forbidden place that people in the Jianghu dare not easily trespass.

This is not only because of Lian Song's transcendent martial arts,