beg for chivalry

In an instant, the whole body of the man in black seemed to be shaken by wind and frost.Such a reaction did not escape the eyes of the young servant, Wang Xiaoyuan said in a solemn voice.

"Yes, no one in the world can see the true face of Yubai Swordsman. You only need to wear a bamboo hat and a white robe to pretend to be a Yubai Swordsman. It is understandable for you to question whether I am real or not. But you don't Is that also the case?" Wang Xiaoyuan said sharply. "Anyone can pretend to be a black-clothed Rakshasa just by wearing a Rakshasa mask."

The man in black listened attentively to what he said, and suddenly burst into laughter after a while. "It seems that your brain is not too bad to think of this step!"

He raised his hand and tapped the mask on his face, and suddenly said in an unbelievably exaggerated tone. "It's a pity that you asked the wrong person. You actually asked me if such an evil person is the world's worst black-clothed Rakshasa? Of course, of course, there is no room for negotiation! Even if I am not, I am also relentless." Great villain, I wonder if this answer may satisfy you?"

The young servant has already learned how cruel this man in black is: he not only despises human life, but also takes pleasure in slaughtering villagers. In terms of crimes, no one can compare.

But when the man in black asked the question just now, his trembling movement seemed to be shaken because of his mind, but it was also deeply burned in Wang Xiaoyuan's eyes.

Enough of laughing, the black-clothed Raksha suddenly asked in a deep voice. "Why do you ask this question?"

Wang Xiaoyuan took a long breath and looked back at him calmly. "I vaguely feel...you are not him."

As soon as the voice fell, a burst of sharp laughter suddenly burst from behind the blue-faced fangs like thunder. This laughter was three points sinister and seven points cruel.

"I'm not like 'him'?" The man in black raised his pitch-black cloak with a wave of his hand, and stared at the young servant with a pair of murderous green eyes on his ferocious Rakshasa mask. He paused and asked emphatically . "Where is it different? Is there anything on my body that doesn't look like a black-clothed Rakshasa?" After speaking, his tone was fierce, as if he was about to pounce on Wang Xiaoyuan at any time and tear him into pieces.

"Is it this mask?"

"No." Wang Xiaoyuan shook his head.

"Is it this black suit?"

"it's not true."

"Then the tone of voice, the accent, or the gesture?"

"Is it because I haven't killed enough people, or is the method not brutal enough?"

The young servant shook his head silently, and there seemed to be a hint of pity mixed with it.Facing the man in black who tried his best to prove that he was a "raksha in black", he couldn't help but sigh in his heart for this sad and cruel character.

Seeing that he was repeatedly denied, Rakshasa in black asked fiercely. "What is that? What is it about me that makes you so suspicious?"

"It looks like everywhere." Wang Xiaoyuan replied seriously. "You are indeed the most resembling black-clothed Rakshasa figure I have ever seen."

Needless to say the appearance, dressed in black and wearing a Rakshasa mask, anyone can recognize this person at a glance as the black-clothed Rakshasa in the rumors in the world.In terms of cruelty, this person is not inferior to those people in Houtianlou who burned, killed and looted in the storybooks Xiao Yuan had heard.

But there seemed to be a vague idea swirling in the young man's heart, and even Wang Xiaoyuan himself didn't know how this idea came about: this person is not a black-clothed Rakshasa.

The man in black on the opposite side was still clinging to this topic, as if he was deeply obsessed with it. "Since you feel the same, why do you ask such a question?"

The young servant was silent for a while, then suddenly said. "...It's like an illusion."

"what?"

Facing the man in black who was at a loss because of his sudden change of subject, Wang Xiaoyuan explained to him carefully. "Well, you should have seen the illusion of Qianjiazhuang tonight, such as throwing beans to turn into a dragon, planting pears, and changing the head of a cow to a horse. These are all wonderful illusions." He described the dreamlike scene. From time to time, the unreal scene suddenly became excited, and I couldn't hold back the excitement in my heart, revealing a youthful disposition.

The man in black said impatiently. "What does this have to do with the previous topic?" He gritted his teeth with hatred, his fingers trembling, but unfortunately the string wrapped around his hand had been broken by Wang Xiaoyuan's knife, otherwise he would have to kill him The two came to calm the restlessness in their hearts.

"Naturally. Come to think of it, no matter how vivid the illusion is, it's still just an empty dream." The young servant smiled, and pointed his knife hand at the man in black without hesitation. "It's the same with some people. No matter how similar they are on the inside, it's just an illusion in the end. It's unreal."

In an instant, a sharp and cold killing intent shot straight at Wang Xiaoyuan like an arrow!In an instant, the young man recalled the mandala fragrance that permeated the courtyard, and this murderous intent was as lingering and lingering as that greasy fragrance, but it was tingly.It's a pity that he has just endured Dugu Xiaodao's overpowering aura, and the murderous aura of the black-clothed Rakshasa now seems like a shackles.

"You mean... I'm not... a black-clothed Rakshasa?"

There was a rare trill in the man in black's words.This seemingly fearless person finally had his heart shaken.

At this time, Wang Xiaoyuan breathed a sigh of relief, but his spirit was still tense.Unknowingly, the pain from when he drew the knife before suddenly climbed up again, his brows twitched, and he quietly pressed his painful right hand, still pretending to be relaxed. "So what if you are, so what if you are not? It doesn't matter to me whether you are a black-clothed Rakshasa, because what stands in front of me right now is just a heinous ogre."

For a long time, no one spoke in court.Dugu Xiaodao was silent with his hands behind his back, while Yu Jiachen had been watching the two of them talking dumbly since just now, not knowing what to do.The man in black stood on the eaves, looking down at the swordsman in white on the stage without saying a word like a crow, the deep eye holes on the face of the Raksha showed a cold and gloomy light.

"I wanted to kill you." Suddenly, the man in black murmured. "Now I've changed my mind."

Wang Xiaoyuan suddenly felt chills down his spine.

"It's not enough to kill you. You need to remove your flesh and bones one by one, cut, skin, and behead you, and then throw the residue to the birds of prey to eat them up. Hang you on the top of the cave, and tie you up after the blood is drained." On the wheels, rolling all the way from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, grinding the flesh and blood in the mud." The black-clothed Rakshasa said viciously.

"Tell me after you have figured out how to kill." The young servant smiled bravely. "Before that, don't kill the wrong person."

After the third cut of the Yubai Saber, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and his thoughts were slackened, but he was afraid that he would fall down in front of everyone, so he kept biting the side of his tongue to force himself to stay awake for a moment.

Rakshasa in black sneered. "You can't help me. Who and how to kill have always been my own decision."

"It's you..." the man in black changed his subject. "I'm here today to tell you something: No matter it's true or not, as long as you appear in the world under the name of Yubai Swordsman, there will be a bloodbath. At least Hou Tianlou will never let you down!"

The implication is to chase and kill himself to the end.

Wang Xiaoyuan never thought about it—he pretended to use Yubai Swordsman with good intentions, and just wanted to take this opportunity to expose Qianjiazhuang's scam of confiscating villagers' money, but he unexpectedly provoked Houtianlou's faction.In the end, the villagers were killed and injured countless times, and the money was useless. Instead, it added a bit of danger to his journey in the rivers and lakes.

He couldn't help being a little dizzy, and there seemed to be another old voice hovering in his ears.

【"Do you know how famous Yubai Swordsman is?"】

Now, the boy servant thought, he understood.It is more important than human life, and it is higher than the sky.

Behind the title of No. [-] in the world, I am afraid that there are eight sects fighting each other, and the ruling and opposition warriors are fighting for their lives.Everyone wants to be number one in the world and dominate the martial arts world, and bloody battles are inevitable during the process. It can be said that Yu Qiuxia has paid a lot of blood, sweat, bitterness and tears to be able to secure this position.

So, all these villagers died tonight because of their melodramatic actions here?Wang Xiaoyuan trembled and looked around, only to see blood flowing all over the place, many people had their heads cut off by the men in black's killing strings, and the cold corpses were densely covered in black on the ground.Is there a mournful sound rising from the pile of corpses, and then disappearing as if it was cut off?The fishy smell is thick but not scattered, and the cage is pressed in the village.

He glanced again to the side of the dais.The Tiangang pile has been cut off by a knife, and the pillar pierced the window paper obliquely and caught it on the carved window lattice.In the stone basin, the osmanthus branches fell off, and the mud was mixed with blood plasma—the square and stiff head with copper holes was hanging on the branch, which should have been pulled by the strings of the black-clothed Rakshasa.Yin Yuanbao's body and head were also separated, his body was fat and heavy, but his head was extremely small, and he couldn't open those small eyes that were shining brightly until he died.

Even though these two people are greedy people who extort money from others, the young servant couldn't help but feel heartbroken at this moment.Once a person dies, there is no distinction between high and low, and everything is just a handful of loess.Thinking about it this way, compared with the black-clothed Rakshasa, even the silver ingots and copper Kongfang, who regard wealth as life, are not so unforgivable in Wang Xiaoyuan's eyes at this time, and he even feels that these two people are a bit snobbish. It's cute: Although it was a scam, it took a lot of trouble to invite some actors to come to act.

But now they are dead too.If it is said that evil is rewarded with evil, how should those innocent people who were murdered be explained?Wang Xiaoyuan took a few deep breaths, and finally gave the black clothed Raksha a look.

"I have another question for you."

"Hmph, it depends on my mood whether to answer or not." The man in black snorted coldly, turned half of his body but stopped.

Wang Xiaoyuan looked up at him and asked. "Who are you looking for?"

The black-clothed Raksha paused, and then asked in a deep voice with a heavier tone. "What do you mean by that?"

"Is it really the 'Yubai Swordsman' you are looking for?" The young servant put on the veiled bamboo hat and lowered the brim of the hat a little, but he refused to relax and stared at the two men in black. silhouette. "Or are you looking for someone through 'Jade White Swordsman'?"

Somehow, Wang Xiaoyuan's intuition told him that this cruel man in black seemed to be looking for someone.Even when he was standing in front of him, the Rakshasa in black didn't try his best. He seemed to be wandering in the sky, and he seemed to be absent-minded, as if he was paying attention to whether someone would appear.

It wasn't until the young servant exposed that he might be a fake black-clothed Rakshasa that he finally became interested in the white-clothed man Wang Xiaoyuan pretended to be.

——There is no "Jade White Swordsman" in this person's eyes, it might be better to say that this man in black just wants to use "Yade White Swordsman" to find someone!

There were two chuckles from the night wind. It turned out that it was the black-clothed Raksha who held his mask and sneered.His temper changed extremely quickly, the last moment he was cold and domineering, but now he revealed a cruel innocence.

The man in black suddenly raised his voice. "That's right, it's really not you that I'm looking for. I just want to see what the No. [-] in the world looks like, who is evenly matched with the landlord and the young master. I have seen it today. But I also said before—I I changed my mind, and retreat now."

Obviously he retreated because he was afraid of the sword skills of the man in white, but he said it with confidence.

After saying this, the black-clothed Raksha shook his cloak, pointed his toes, and jumped into the night like a bird flapping its wings, and soon disappeared together with Dugu Xiaodao.There is no shadow when it comes, and there is no trace when it goes, only two green tiles on the eaves are left.

Seeing that the two finally left, Wang Xiaoyuan couldn't bear it any longer and knelt down on the stage with a plop.As the night wind rustled, his heart was twisted into a mess, and a chill rose from his neck.

The words of Rakshasa in black echoed in his ears before leaving.It lingers like a ghost.

【"—One day, I will definitely come to take your head."】He said.