beg for chivalry

Jin Wu said, "So what?"

His eyes were cold, and he didn't waver, as if he didn't listen to Cai Cai's words or take them to heart.Everyone in the Martial League showed a slight timid look, as the saying goes, they are timid and guilty, now they dare not glance at the Tianshanmen disciples, and quietly moved away from the Tianshanmen disciples.

Zuo Buzheng looked at him coldly, and said: "Knowing about this, do you still think that the Wumeng is the right way in the world, and it's pure and simple?"

"Whether the Wumeng is innocent or not, what does it have to do with my killing you today?" Jin Wu covered his bloody left eye, while the other green eye stared at Yasha, "Wumeng's account will be settled after it is settled. The Jin Mansion was slaughtered earlier, this matter can't just be left alone."

The woman stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled, a coquettish smile mixed with lamentation. "It really can't be done like that. Jin Wu, have you been waiting for this day for ten years?"

Jin Wu sneered: "Yes. I waited for more than three thousand days and nights, thinking about how to destroy Houtianlou during the day, and thinking about how to chop you up at night."

"Me too." Zuo Buzheng smiled slightly, "I was also planning how to make the Martial League fall apart and completely disappear. I've been thinking about it for more than ten years. And now I've finally been taught to wait until this day."

Looking at her sly and sly smile, the Raksha ghost suddenly felt something was wrong, so he couldn't help but backed up a little, and then took a sharp step forward, gritting his teeth.

Zuo Buzheng leaned against the chair and sighed softly, "It's late, Jin Wu. Why do you think I let you play wild in the treasure hall?"

There was a uniform rustling sound from around the martial field, and the disciples gathered inside and outside the hall and the spectators outside the fence were shocked to see that the martial arts guards surrounding the martial field took off their cloth armor one after another, revealing their tightly bound black fire bags.

They took off the leather covers on their hands, revealing the wishful lines on the backs of their hands, which were tattooed with green lotus juice. They blew on the fire clips and shouted to the sky: "The way to wait for the sky, follow the sky!"

The words originally originated from the Yinfu Jing have been tampered with and become quite nondescript and ridiculous, but when others hear it, they are terrified and run away.Outside the fence, there was a sudden commotion of people, and the black and moving people looked like bubbles in the boiling pot, crowded closely together, scrambling to escape.

Because the eight characters shouted by the Wumeng guards came from Houtianlou Yasha's instruction, and for a long period of time, it made the world fearful.And this group of martial arts guards who covered their faces were not members of the martial arts league, but Houtianlou assassins!

Huoziezi ignited the fuse, and after a short while, there was a loud noise.In an instant, flesh and blood flew across the sky, and the flames soared into the sky. The body of Houtianlou Assassin, who was pretending to be a guard of the Wumeng, was torn apart in the bright red flames and turned into ashes.At the same time, a series of thunderous roars sounded in the treasure hall, beams and columns collapsed, and dust and dust poured down like rain.

The Tianshanmen disciple who had been standing aside indifferently before suddenly took off his white clothes, revealing his dark outfit, revealing the true colors of Houtianlou assassins.They picked up the armor-piercing daggers and rushed towards the disciples of other sects like beasts, fighting wildly with sword dances.

"Houtianlou...everywhere is Houtianlou!" Everyone shouted in a panic, like headless flies.At this time, several places in the treasure hall were filled with smoky flames, and the sixteen arhats exploded, revealing the black flames burning violently inside.It turned out that the assassins had set fire to this place long ago, intending to wipe out all the members of the Wumeng in the palace.

Flames ignited all around, and Yaksha suddenly raised his hands to catch the fly ash falling from the caisson on the zenith.She laughed like crazy, and her eyes reflected the helpless figures of everyone in the Wumeng trapped in the sea of ​​fire.

"Luo Sha, do you know that I am the death lottery you have drawn. Let me test your abilities today!" It looks more like a quick ghost eating human flesh.Between the falling burning beams and pillars, the last thing Jin Wu saw was her blood-red eyes.she shouted:

"I have been waiting for this day for more than ten years. I am waiting for you to stand in front of me and kill me with a knife!"

Tianfu is full of people.

There were cries and roars everywhere, and the blood-like bright red flames dyed the world red, turning this place into a purgatory on earth.

The martial field where the martial arts league conference was held was in the center of Tianfu, and the fire would spread to the side when the wind blew.There are many fragments of scorched flesh and broken bones scattered around the fence of the martial field, all of which are the remains of innocent spectators.No one expected that under the shell of the Wumeng guard in red-faced cloth armor was the Houtianlou Assassin, and many fire bags were tied around his body, intending to turn this place into a sea of ​​flames.

A string of gondolas parked beside the Jinjiang River, and the Tube Assassin, dressed as a groom, was hurriedly unloading black fire.Mrs. Wang looked at the bright red corner of the sky, her brows were knotted.

"How much black fire powder is there?" He turned his head and asked the Tube assassin.

"A lot, I can't unload it for a while..."

Mrs. Wang pouted her mouth towards the river, "Push the whole car down." The Tubu assassin hesitated, "But, this may scare the snake..." Mrs. Wang scolded: "Fuck you, let's just push the car right now." After plowing the ground, sooner or later, those consumptive ghosts will come to the door!"

While talking, a rocket flew from the sky and pierced the sack.Mrs. Wang's eyes froze, she reached out and grabbed the burning tail feathers suddenly, her teeth were grinning from the heat, and there was a burnt air in her palm.But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, flaming flying knives and arrows shot straight at him one after another.

"There is an enemy attack—"

Mrs. Wang opened her voice and yelled, and suddenly felt the heat wave around her, and the thunder was loud in her ears, as if a hand pinched him tightly and pressed him into the oil pan.

After the sky-shaking roar, he fell into the boundless darkness with a whole body of anxiety.

Surrounded by dense darkness like ink.

Jin Wu felt like he was falling apart, his bones were scattered on the ground piece by piece, his hands and feet hurt, but it was difficult to move.He wanted to blink, but felt a sharp pain in one side.

He slowly bent over and got up, but hit his forehead hard.He just remembered that he seemed to have passed out just now, Zuo Buzheng waited for the Tianlou assassin to ignite the black fire powder everywhere, and a boundless sea of ​​flames ignited in the treasure hall, and when he raised his knife to kill Yasha, he fell to the ground The beam was smashed and he lost his mind.

Raksha felt around and found that he was trapped in the scorching wood.I don't know how long the fire burned, and he also suffered several burns on his body.It was pitch black all around, and only the sound of crying and crying could be heard in the distance, as if floating from the street.It was the weeping sound of the woman protecting the child, sobbing and choking, it was extremely miserable.Perhaps they were a pair of curious mother and son who wanted to come to the Wumeng Conference to see the demeanor of the heroes, but now they were trapped in the fire waves for no reason, suffering the crime of life and death here.

Jinwu slowly moved his lead-filled body. He had been unconscious for too long, the blood bitterness was about to wear off, and the pain came back to his body little by little.He was still holding the Tianyu Iron Knife tightly in his hand. At this time, he used the handle of the knife to prop up the scorched wood, and struggled to climb out from under the collapsed beam.

I don't know how long it took to climb, but the scorched wood blocking the way forward was scattered.The fire was much weaker, it seemed that the fire soldiers had arrived, and a group of people on the street volunteered to carry water tanks and rushed to put out the fire in the martial field, but the flames were still burning around the treasure hall, trapping all the members of the martial arts alliance inside .

My eyes are slightly brighter.In the thick smoke that obscured the sun, Jin Wu finally saw where he was now.Under his feet were the burnt black ruins, and the treasure hall seemed to have collapsed. He had climbed outside the hall at some point, and was scorched hot all over.

A child covered in soot was crying loudly not far away, as if he had lost his mother, and it was unknown if it was the same person who was crying just now.

Jin Wu propped himself up with the knife, and walked over staggeringly, the crying disturbed his heart, and his ears were throbbing with his heart.He looked around, but he couldn't see the figure of Zuo Buzheng.But from the other end of the sea of ​​flames, there was the sound of hand-to-hand combat like a storm. It seemed that someone had started fighting there, and the fight was in full swing.Maybe Wu Wugong is on the other side of the flames.

The child was still crying aloud, and two snow-white tears were printed on his blackened face.Jin Wu limped up behind him and said:

"Hey."

The child stopped crying, turned to look at him in a daze, seemed to be taken aback, and bounced up.

Jin Wu asked: "Have you ever seen a woman in black... no, in white? Where is she?"

The child shook his head.But he still stared straight at the Jinwu, as if extremely panicked.

Maybe it was his inhuman appearance that frightened the children, Jin Wu thought.He looked at himself, his clothes were all in tatters, and there were gaps drawn by the sword.In addition, one of his eyes was injured by Yasha, and his face was covered with blood, which made him even more terrifying and frightening.

"Then have you ever seen a group of people dressed in black like me?" Jin Wu asked again.

"See, I've seen it..." The child replied tremblingly, "They are like ghosts, they appeared out of nowhere just now, and then went out of nowhere..."

It seems that the Houtianlou assassin is not here for the time being.Jin Wu only felt that his heart was anxious, the effect of the bitterness of the blood was about to pass, and by then, blood would flow from all seven orifices, and he would never be able to get up again.He had to find Zuo Buzheng and kill her with all his life.

Even though he thought so in his heart, Jin Wu squatted down, looked at the child level, and asked in a slower voice, "Where are your parents?"

"I didn't come with my parents, I came with my old... well, he also came here secretly. He used fake documents when he entered the city. Don't let me mention his name. Anyway, he is my grandfather. But he doesn't know Where did you go, you left me here alone..." The more the child said, the more sad he became, and he lowered his head, looking lonely.But after a while, he raised his face again, stared at Jin Wu's face, and hesitated to speak.

Jin Wu looked at him silently for a moment, and said:

"I asked you three questions just now, and now it's your turn to ask me. You look like you want to ask me something, don't you?"

The child stared at him blankly, his two dark eyes flickering brightly in the firelight, and suddenly said:

"Are you... Young Master Jin?"

Heart like a dull hammer.Jin Wu paled in astonishment, his mouth was tongue-tied, and he didn't say a word for a while.

He seemed to recognize the child, the two of them had seen each other on the wall of the Jin Mansion.At that time when he was still in Jiading's house, a group of children would always climb up the wall to peek at the handsome Zuo Sanniang, winking and laughing at him as a cripple.At that time, he always liked to act like he was furious, and took a broom to chase them down, but he was afraid that they would fall.

But now he looks like a ghost, covered in scars, but he is still regarded as that bragging Young Master Jin in Ningyuan Hou's Mansion.

Jin Wu looked at him, feeling a lump in his throat, and unconsciously rolled his eyes away.

The child looked left and right, and asked ignorantly, "You bleed a lot, and no one bandaged you?"

"Although it's not far from Jiading to Tianfu, it's not easy for you to get there. How did you get there?" Jin Wu didn't answer him, but changed the topic and asked.

"We wanted to watch the Martial Arts League Conference, so we sneaked here without our parents behind our backs. Old Huangya brought us here. We hid in the small mast and sneaked ashore. There were three people who came with us. Four, but I don't know where they went..." The child looked around and asked suddenly:

"Wang Xiaoyuan, where is he?"

"……He's not in now."

"I guess he's not here!" The child stopped crying, sucked his snot away, and shouted with some energy, like a chirping bird, "Because you always use him to spread fire, if he's not here Now, your temper will be even worse, like now!"

Jin Wu was about to get up and leave, but stopped without realizing it, and asked, "What do I look like now?"

"Like a man-eating ghost."

"That's the way it is."

The child didn't know how to answer his words, and shouted: "Then you still go to Wang Xiaoyuan? If you go, I will go with you and go to Lao...Old Huangya."

"I won't go." Jin Wu said, his tone seemed to have a little childlike appearance, "He will come or not."

"Are you quarreling again? You must have kicked him out of the house by yelling at him. We really want to see Wang Xiaoyuan in Jiading... Yubai Swordsman is here, and he will definitely come. He likes Yubai Swordsman the most."

Jin Wu gave a rare smile, "Really." He took a deep breath and stood up slowly.

"But now I hope that he will like black-clothed Rakshasa a little more."