Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

In the early years of Longkang, that severe winter.

The third watch drum on the upper floor of Qiao has already sounded, and the winter night wind brings the shadows of the branches on the door swaying.He Weizhang pressed the half-dead branches of the locust tree, and carefully closed the door with a lamp.

"It's nothing serious. I'll be on guard in the second half of the night. You can go to sleep." He told Mrs. He outside the door who was full of worry, his eyes couldn't contain the anxiety in his heart, and the person next to him still saw the clues.

"But Boss Jiang's boat is late? Xiaotingzi's medicine is changed every three days. It's already half a day late, so we can't delay any longer."

He Weizhang looked at his wife who was struggling with his son's cough, and his chest was blocked.He didn't disclose the news of the port closure order, and his always cold and rigid face rarely showed a moment of warmth: "Don't worry, wait until dawn tomorrow, and I will personally ask Master Yang to let him go."

The night is getting longer, and the lights in the house can't last the night. The last twig of the Chinese locust tree with new buds is broken. It is the seedling that Xiaotingzi planted himself when he was [-] years old.

He Weizhang was driven away from sleep by the woman's mournful howl at dawn.

"Master, come and take a look, the small pavilion is no longer working..."

The first ray of morning sun slanted into the main room, and the fierce breathing of the small pavilion stopped abruptly.He Weizhang stood there blankly, as if escaping into the void for a moment. He, his wife, and the dead pavilion were just dust that had been displaced. It was too late to wait for the clear sky to rise to the sky and the light to enter the crevice, only to sink in the silent night.

He Weizhang closed his eyes tiredly. After fighting for a long time, he still watched the gun tower rising from the ground, blocking more dusty light.

"Go!"

For the settlement of Pingshan Grotto, He Weizhang had no intention of handing over an inch at all.In his early years, he raised a group of Japanese warriors who were good at ninjutsu. As early as the moment the royal family's soldiers stepped into the grotto, these people were ordered to hide in the dark trough and wait for the opportunity to kill them.

The lead cloud locks the moon, and there are ghostly shadows.

The huge grotto was chaotic as soon as it was said, the accountant, the clerk, and the servants of He's mansion ran like wolves, and there were shouts and dogs barking everywhere.The men and horses brought by Feng Lin were in chaos for a moment when they were ambushed, and quickly assembled as before. Yang Dazhi kicked the oncoming assassin with his chest, and flashed his shiny embroidered spring knife amidst the flames.

"A group of people, seal the way out, and let no one live tonight! The rest, follow me into the cave to help the prince!"

Before the words were finished, a black shadow rolled towards him like a gust of wind, and the blade slashed straight down.Yang Dazhi was startled, "It's so fast!" He shook his shoulders to dodge, and immediately drew his sword to fight.

More and more ghosts appeared to fight for their lives. Roughly speaking, there were dozens of them, with different weapons in their hands. It was so fast that it almost dragged out an afterimage on the ground.

The swords collided fiercely, the silver light cut off the red blood, one after another there were corpses on the ground, including shadow guards, and some from the royal family's personal soldiers. The real battle situation was stalemate, regardless of you or me.

"Who are these people?" Cang Lang asked in the bushes at the foot of the mountain, frowning.

With a wave of Liao Wuji's sleeve, the whirling fan came out, cutting a sharp arc through the air, and seven or eight heads had already been harvested when he dropped his hand again. "Shadow Guard, also known as ninja, is an extremely powerful master." He said succinctly, "It's only a little worse than me."

Thick clouds pressed down, and Cang Lang struggled to raise his head in the shadow of swords and swords, and looked up: "Compared to the prince?"

If the He family harbored evil intentions, the first thing to ask for would be King Yan's life.Even though the shadow guards on the periphery are powerful, there is no killing intent in their moves, more like they are here to hold back the rescue of the soldiers.

Liao Wuji only asked for his life but did not answer, it is meaningless to judge the superiority at this time.He Weizhang knew that he was bound to die with the two Gus in his body, so he summoned the shadow guard regardless. There is no weapon in this world that is more invincible than the killing intent with the will to die.

After a while.

"Give me a chance, do you want it?" Liao Wuji spun to the ground, opened his fan to block the splashing blood, splashed on the fan, like a mandala climbing out of a yellow spring.

"what?"

Liao Wuji touched his heart with his hand, and said: "1000 taels, I will relieve you of the gu, you go, don't worry about the palace chasing soldiers."

Cang Lang shook his empty sleeve pockets, and spread his palms, "Doing business with poor people, this time you are mistaken."

"Not busy," Liao Wuji killed another person while he was bargaining, twisted his fingertips to his nose and sniffed, showing a little distaste: "Then remember first, Tanhualang promises, sooner or later it will be worth a thousand gold."

Cang Lang looked cold.

"Feng Lin spent a lot of money to hire you just to let you set fire to your own backyard? At both ends of the head rat, there is no faith, but it is a taboo in the business world."

"Mister admits that he is from the prince's backyard?" Cang Lang spoke late, Liao Wuji sneered slightly, and said: "The prince only told me to protect you, but didn't tell me to watch over you, letting you go is not a breach of trust. You are really weird, you have been clamoring to escape several times, and now the opportunity is right in front of you, why are you still hesitating?"

Yes, what are you still hesitating about?

While exhaling, the rain poured down, and the raindrops smashed through the puddles, and Cang Lang's mind that had been confused for a moment suddenly became clear.

He said in a deep voice: "Feng Lin has turned against Gao Wujiu, and is also a powerful official in the court. It is not impossible to be an ally with him. If I go away and want to clarify the unjust case three years ago, wouldn't it be far away?"

Liao Wuji frowned when he heard it was well-founded, and wanted to say something but couldn't say it, and seven or eight black shadows flashed in the bushes.

The rain splashed into a curtain, the water splashed with the footsteps of the struggle, and the waves pressed the earthy smell on the tip of the tongue. In this blindfolded night, he keenly captured a breath that did not belong to humans.

hound!

With the hideous dog's head close in front of him, Cang Lang held his breath, and could still feel the stinky breath hitting his cheek.His hands and feet were limp, his heartbeat resounded like a beating drum, and he closed his eyes and shouted at Liao Wuji through the rain curtain: "1000 taels, save me!"

However, Liao Wuji wanted to make a fortune but was unable to return to heaven, the shadow guards who killed him out of thin air dragged him back and forth, and couldn't leave him to take care of a few animals.

The rain was still falling, and the bone-chilling water washed over his face and neck, washing away even a little bit of warmth.Cang Lang was extremely colorless and was trembling when he suddenly felt a heat in his waist.

Feng Lin circled the Canglang and pushed back, staggered a bit while taking a step, raised his sword forward, pierced a dog with great force, twirled a few times and then pulled it out, the point of the sword turned and turned sideways. The shadow guard who is elusive by the side.

"Protect sir!"

In an instant, the snakes were startled, and the killing intent that had been suppressed just now surged out.The wind is high and the waves are rushing, the blood is gushing, and they are mixed in a torrential, dyeing the world into crimson. This battle belongs to the endless hell.

It is not just a group of mad dogs that He Weizhang painstakingly feeds. They are different from the opponents Feng Lin has ever encountered before. They are a group of evil spirits from the depths of the ruins.

The interlacing of several moves is just a snap of the fingers, although Cang Lang is not a practicing family, he can see that Feng Lin is stretched today.Pfft, the head of the dart pierced into flesh and blood, but the strange thing was that the shadow guard of the dart did not fall to the ground immediately, but jumped up in the air with his strength, and a little cold light stabbed down like a poisonous snake spitting out its core.

The blade grazed the skin, sharply across the corner of the eye, and almost instinctively, Cang Lang raised his hand and threw something at the assassin's back, while shouting: "Be careful!"

This blow was like a pebble hitting a stone in front of the monstrous killing intent, but it happened to be this blow, which knocked the dagger half an inch away, avoiding the heart, and stabbing straight at the arm.

The guards of the watchtowers on both sides are dead, and there are only a few solitary lamps that are ostentatiously ostentatious.The mixed light swayed back and forth, illuminating the objects on the ground—

That is a spirit card.

On it was written in gold-painted seal script, "The position of Qiu's disciple Feng Lin", and after it was carved, it was kept in a safe place, for fear that the "principal" would find it.

But still found it now.

The corner of Cang Lang's mouth twitched, and he didn't have time to say "Oops", but saw the smile on the face of the person who "has ascended to the spiritual position", and his eyes suddenly brightened.The dagger came in front of him, not only did he not know how to dodge it, but he let the point of the knife pierce the flesh, and when he touched the bone, he grabbed the shadow guard's wrist and shouted: "Liao Wuji!"

Love knows that seeing blood today is inevitable, the handsome man in green shirt is evil to the side, he turns into a cold-faced Jade Shura, holds the long sword on the ground with his toes, and does not forget to yell fiercely when he draws the sword:

"Add in the 1000 taels and 3000 taels of the people in your backyard, and you don't even want to run away if you are too small."

The shadow guard's dagger was still stuck in Feng Lin's arm, and the hand holding the knife was held tightly by him like iron tongs, unable to advance or retreat, half of his arm was cut off in a blink of an eye.The blood shot up to the sky, Feng Lin didn't say a word, just pulled the dagger out of the wound with the severed hand, and slashed at the face.

The next moment, the body of the shadow guard was cut off, from the left shoulder and neck to the right rib, the real heart was broken.

This naked scene not only frightened his followers, but also attracted brown hyenas near the wasteland.One pair, two pairs...Countless pairs of green eyes emerged from the rain, and the carrion-eating teeth showed fierceness in the darkness.

The shadow guards seemed to be apprehensive, and the formation was retreating. Feng Lin swung with all his strength, and the severed hand that smelled of blood fell among the group of people.Seeing the flash of a quick shadow, the sharp teeth that were facing him bit off the leader's neck in an instant.

Feng Lin shook his body a few times, as if he wanted to turn his head to look at Cang Lang, but his injured arm only turned half an arc before he fell down.When he fell to the ground, he didn't forget to reach for the spirit card, and he held it tightly in his hand like a baby.

"How did this happen?" Cang Lang refused to hug Feng Lin, only gave him half of his knee, and asked Liao Wuji in a low voice.

"It's so easy for a person who has received the six punishments of the prison to be alive and kicking. Feng Lin threw money at me and forced me to use Fengsheng Gu to gather energy for him. What is this called? Fishing out of water! I don't know what is more important than life?"

Cang Lang was silent, and slowly raised his hand amidst the sound of biting—Feng Lin lay on his lap exhaustedly, his back collar was slightly open, his pigtail was wet with sweat and rain, and the red agate that tied his hair was burned with blood. It became more and more red - the fingertips touched the eyelids, causing a slight tremor, he moved away in a panic, hung in the air for a while, and finally landed helplessly on the clenched hand.

"Drawing everything in the den, what a wolf cub." Cang Lang sighed helplessly after trying twice but failed to break his fist.

"Sir..." Xu Shi was urged by the sound of wolf cubs, Feng Lin raised his head unconsciously, and lay on Cang Lang's chest, like a child who can act like a baby, "I don't want..."

Cang Lang's palm ran along his back, somehow becoming an intimate relationship, "What don't you want?"

Feng Lin lowered her head, rubbed her cheeks, her shoulder blades trembled faintly: "Don't, don't..."

Cang Lang lowered his eyes to look at Feng Lin's unruly half face, and his memory flashed back to the days when they were cuddling each other to keep warm. He suddenly became very patient and didn't push him away immediately.

Feng Lin continued to murmur: "I don't want it, I don't want to be a knife in Xiao Wanshan's hand..."

Cang Lang's chest trembled, and there seemed to be thunder in his ears.He was dazed for a long time amidst the buzzing sound, and put away the contempt and cynicism he had pretended to be, and showed the solemnity of being a teacher.

"Liao Wuji," Cang Lang said seriously, "how long will your whale riding group be watching the fire from the other side?"

The author says:

He is distressed, he is distressed, he is distressed, hey, today is my birthday, crazy hint