The rivers and lakes are full of vests

In the rainy night, in the foggy night sky, in the dilapidated ancient temple, the clanging and clanging of weapons can be heard endlessly.

Fu Peibai's outer robe was torn to pieces by the fierce hidden weapon, but fortunately there was no serious injury.

And the old man's hidden weapon was finally exhausted, he let out a big drink, took out a bag of powder from his bosom, and sprinkled it on everyone.

"Close your eyes and hold your breath! Don't smoke this misty smoke! Get out, hurry up!" The young man was the first to react, he backed up, and led his subordinates out of the temple.

Fu Peibai and Lu Qingwan looked at each other, and then they also left the ruined temple.

In the drizzle, the old man's mist could no longer work. He snorted coldly, and the Langhao brush in his hand changed shape again, with two pieces of iron utensils protruding from the end, and the whole brush became a foot in his hand. There is an iron rod half a zhang long, but this rod is not bare, on half of it, there are sharp blades and barbs, if it is hit, at least a piece of flesh will be scraped off.

In the rainy night, several people fought together again. The old man used a stick weapon, but he also had the characteristics of sword and sword skills, making this powerful weapon superb.

If things go on like this, all of them will exhaust their internal energy and be defeated, and become the souls of this old man. If they die, this man will definitely not let Shi Qi and Sang Yunshi go.

Thinking of this, Fu Peibai yelled, and stabbed the old man's head with a long sword like a gun. The old man seemed to have eyes behind him. Taking advantage of the trend, he swept and hit Fu Peibai's shoulder blade.

The iron thorns pierced deeply into the flesh, Fu Peibai let out a muffled grunt, and took a step back. She dropped the sword, and tightly held the stick with dense iron thorns with both hands, so that the old man could not move the iron stick for the time being.

The young man seized the opportunity and raised his sword to strike at the old man. Faced with this response, the old man just smiled contemptuously, sideways dodged the sword, and then slapped the stick with his palm.

This blow full of internal force directly caused the sharp edge of the iron rod to penetrate two inches under Fu Peibai's skin. Her legs softened and she knelt on the ground. On the ground, she supported her body so that she would not fall to the ground. Blood seeped from the wound continuously, dripping down the clothes into the rain ground.

"A Pei!" Lu Qingwan screamed, but because she was also injured just now, she fell to the ground and couldn't rush to help.

"Overestimate yourself." The old man ignored the young man on the ground, and was about to withdraw his weapon, when the half-dead man suddenly got up, picked up the sword on the ground with lightning speed, and slashed towards him.

The old man dodged subconsciously, but he was still careless, a long cut was cut on the front of his chest, and blood slowly oozes out.

Fu Peibai held the body of the stick with one hand and pulled it out suddenly. A large amount of blood oozed from the shoulder blade. She covered the wound with one hand, and the bright red blood overflowed from her fingers again.

She climbed up, gasping for breath, facing the powerful old man, she showed no fear at all, and even showed a little bit of joy.

This was undoubtedly the most naked provocation to the old man, the raindrops rolled down his white beard, and his face became more and more gloomy.

He hadn't been injured like this for many years, but now he was injured by a brat, it was a great shame for him.

The old man's attack became fierce, and his moves took people's lives. Fu Peibai just passed by and stopped attacking. The more impetuous the old man became, the more flaws he exposed, and this is exactly what Fu Peibai wanted.

"It's now!"

After Fu Peibai dodged a blow, he saw that the old man's breath was gradually becoming unstable, and he knew that his internal energy was exhausted, and now was the best time to defeat him, so he immediately shouted to the young man.

The young man understood, greeted his subordinates, and attacked the old man together.

There was a sound of "噗嗤", the sound of swords piercing into flesh, one of the men stabbed the old man's thigh, he became excited and shouted: "Ghost judge! Today is your death day!"

The old man smiled sullenly, disregarding the injury on his leg, he punched the man in the chest, and immediately sent him flying a few feet away, but he himself fell to one knee on the ground due to the injury and lack of strength. Looking up at the young man slowly walking towards him in the rain, he asked unsteadily, "Who are you?"

Fu Peibai didn't answer him, he covered his shoulder with one hand and raised his sword with the other.

The old man squinted his eyes, and began to beg for forgiveness after judging the situation: "I have no grievances with you, you can't kill me, if you let me go today, I will owe you a favor, and I will definitely pay you back in the future."

The young man yelled: "Don't listen to him, this man is a notorious ghost judge, he kills people like hemp, killing people in vain, today we must not let him go and continue to trouble the world!"

Not to be outdone, the old man yelled: "It's nonsense! This old man has always only killed enemies in the Jianghu. You took other people's bounties to take this old man's head. It is for personal gain, a group of high-sounding people!"

Perhaps he saw the puzzled look on Fu Peibai's face, and continued: "You have killed many innocent people for the bounty."

He laughed sinisterly, "Boy, that girl over there is the second lady of the Tianji Sect, right? Do you know that Jianghu Anzhuang has issued a reward order for the Tianji Sect, and the heads of ordinary disciples are worth ten taels of silver. If it is the suzerain's daughter, it will be worth a hundred gold. If you kill the old man now, have you ever wondered whether these bounty hunters will turn their finger on you.

You know, the head of this second lady is much higher than the bounty of the old man. "

The young man was furious. He walked over a few steps, and pointed his sword at the ghost judge, "False words! Distorting black and white! Although we are bounty hunters who take rewards from others and do things for others, we have never harmed innocent people. Those who kill are all scum like you! Even if there is no reward, I will kill you sooner or later!"

Fu Peibai's face was serious, as if he was thinking about it, when Shi Qi walked up to her side, and she was about to ask Shi Qi what she thought, when she heard a cold voice from the woman, "Kill him."

She was startled, staring at Shi Qi's beautiful face without any waves, she had never seen Shi Qi like this before.

Seventeen's brows were full of hostility, she raised her hand to press Fu Peibai's wound, blood soon wet her palm, this scene made her frown even tighter.

"This is a grievance between you two. I don't want to be involved in it. How to deal with this person is up to you, young master." Fu Peibai said to the young man, and then he prepared to go to Lu Qingwan's side with Seventeen to see the other party's injuries. .

Unexpectedly, the ghost judge saw that the situation was not good, so he simply fought desperately. He ignored the sword on his neck and leaned forward suddenly. The sword blade cut the skin on his neck. Pulling it into his arms, a piece of silver blade in his hand was compared to that slender neck, secretly pressing out a line of blood.

Fu Peibai's heart dropped suddenly, her eyes were wide open, her hands were shaking, "Don't! Stop...stop, don't..."

The ghost judge laughed viciously, "This old man has killed countless people in his life, but he has never killed such a beauty. If he goes to hell now, it would be a good thing to have this beauty as his companion." It got a little bit worse, and a faint bright red appeared on Shi Qi's fair neck.

With a "kuang", Fu Peibai dropped the sword. She didn't care to cover the wound on her shoulder, stretched her hands forward weakly, and roared in the rainy night: "Don't! Don't touch her! Let her go! I will let you go!" Go, you go, as long as you let her go!"

"You can't let him go, let this villain go now, it will be difficult to catch him in the future! You can't let him go!" A man shouted immediately.

Fu Peibai shouted violently: "Shut up!"

The young man also frowned and reprimanded, "Shut up, let him go for now."

The ghost judge smiled triumphantly, and then dragged Shiqi back, until he retreated into the weeds, then he pushed Shiqi away suddenly, quickly got into the weeds, and disappeared.

Fu Pei quickly caught Shiqi with her eyes and hands. She glanced at the wound on Shiqi's neck, and after confirming that there was nothing serious, she spoke quickly, "Miss Sang, take care of her for me." go in.

Ghost Judge's leg was badly injured, his internal strength was exhausted, and he was unable to perform lightness kung fu, so he was caught up by Fu Peibai after a while.

Fu Peibai kicked him on the back, kicking him forward, crushing a piece of weeds.

Immediately, a fist was thrown on the face, on the head, on the face, on the body, the punch hit the flesh and shocked the heart.

The rain gradually subsided, but the momentum of Fu Peibai's beating did not weaken. The ghost judge was beaten to the point of insanity, half-closed his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him.

He claims to be a ghost judge, the master of life and death, but the silent young man in front of him was like a real evil ghost at that time, exuding a terrifying aura, he could feel the other party's strong killing intent, forced He had to beg for forgiveness again, "Let go, let me go, please, let... let me go."

Never begging for help, over half a century old, the notorious ghost judge on the villain list begged for mercy from an unknown person without dignity.

But Fu Peibai turned a deaf ear to it, her hair was in a mess, her pupils were covered with red blood, her eyes showed a strange crimson red, her body was even hotter, her remaining rationality told herself that she was on the verge of losing control, just like last time It was like beating Mo Qingyuan, something in her body was about to burst out, trying to break through her body, but she couldn't stop.

Angry, outrageously angry...

Afraid, inexplicably afraid...

The voice of the ghost judge begging for mercy gradually died down, and the night rain stopped. Fu Peibai got up and took a deep breath.

At this time, everyone came towards her, but they all stopped when they were a foot away from her. They looked at her with strange eyes, and even revealed a little fear.

Fu Peibai raised the corners of his mouth, showing a smile that was not a smile, "What's wrong? Why do you look at me like that?"

Lu Qingwan stood weakly with the support of Sang Yunshi, she opened her eyes wide and raised her finger to the compound white, "Ah, Ah Pei, your eyes..."

Fu Peibai touched her eyes subconsciously, and there was only a wet stain of rainwater on her tentacles, "My eyes? What's wrong?" She took a step forward as she spoke, but everyone took a step back in unison.

The young man frowned, and asked slightly vigilantly, "Young Xia, are you awake now?"

Fu Peibai didn't understand why he would ask such a question, sober, I'm fine now, full of energy, and I seem to have endless energy.

She smiled and brushed aside the weeds and walked towards the crowd, not knowing how frightening the slightly distorted smile on her face was at the moment.

"You, you stop first! Don't come over!" A man yelled in horror, and pointed a knife at Fu Peibai while yelling.

Fu Peibai stopped in her tracks, she tilted her head, not understanding why the person who was fighting side by side just now was facing her with swords and swords, she frowned, a strong and uncontrollable air flowed from her dantian, filling the entire internal organs .

"If you kill the old man right now, have you ever wondered whether these bounty hunters will turn their finger on you?"

"You know, the head of this second lady is much higher than the bounty offered by the old man."

Just now, Ghost Judge's words came to mind, making her eyes more dim and cloudy. The weeds around her were blown wildly by an invisible air current, and at the same time, her messy hair fluttered with the wind.

She was smiling, but there was no smile in her pupils. She walked towards the man holding the knife step by step, but the next moment, a dark fragrance surged from the tip of her nose, and a figure bumped into her arms suddenly.

She was stunned, the murderous intent and evil thoughts in her eyes gradually faded away, she stood at a loss, feeling the hands caressing her back, and the whispers in her ears .

"Fu Peibai, calm down... calm down."

In the dark night, everything is silent, only the young man and the woman in white are left embracing each other in the dim night.