Xiangye wants to brush the sense of existence

Bai Rong drove the carriage and pulled the two of them into the lively temple fair. The two got out of the carriage and walked side by side, admiring the lanterns and the scenery, which was quite enjoyable.

This is the heart of Jingzi City, thousands of lights are enough to illuminate the entire imperial city.The moonlight was pouring down, the noisy streets were crowded with people, and various programs emerged one after another.

In a blink of an eye, they came to the brightly lit Yuelao Temple, and the people in the temple were laughing, the voices were as clear as wind chimes, and it seemed that most of them were women.

Take a closer look, under a marriage tree with lush branches and leaves, young girls are wearing light veils and smiling faces. The red string is threaded with a small wooden sign with the birth date written on it, and it is thrown with one hand onto a tree trunk or branch. The old man said that the higher the throw, the easier it is to achieve one's wish.

The fluttering red ribbons, bright and eye-catching, like a dream-like illusory scene, reflected in Zhou Qiao's twinkling pupils, quickly opened her girl's heart.

Nan Puyue saw her thoughts, and said softly, "Do you want to hang one?"

She came back to her senses and joked with him, "Xiao Qiao is already married, how can she still do this."

Nan Puyue laughed it off.

At this time, there were screams on the busy street.

I saw a row of sons and gentlemen riding horses, regardless of the safety of the people, galloping through the street at full speed, the crowds were crowded, the bustling street was already in chaos, and the panicked people made way for themselves. Accept the horseshoe pain.

There were screams, cries, complaints, the sound of broken jade objects, the sound of rings being left alone, all kinds of confusion and noise.

Pushed and shoved by the panicked crowd, and the two never held hands, Nan Puyue and Zhou Qiao were quickly separated, and when they looked up, there were only countless heads bumping back and forth in front of them.

Calling left and right to search, but they couldn't see each other, a little worried, a little uneasy, submerged in the crowd, Nan Puyue looked at the people coming and going in the field of vision motionlessly, all kinds of people shuttled around him However, the bright lanterns on the opposite side were hazy, making him feel dazed for a while.

The boys on horseback had already passed by, lowered their heads, there were countless lanterns on the ground that had just been trampled by the hooves of the horses, and the small traders on the side stomped their feet in anger, but they dared not speak out.

Zhou Qiao couldn't be found for a long time, and he could no longer ignore the close contact with the crowd. Unknowingly, he walked to a small stall selling masks and stood still, as if attracted by it, which always made him unable to bear it. I want to see more.

Scary and ferocious ghost faces are quietly hung all over the wooden frame. Although the workmanship is not exquisite, they look like ghosts and evil spirits in the flashing lights of the surrounding lanterns. Silently yelling at him.

"My lord, buy one, these are from the Western Regions, only this villain's family."

A small vendor came to sell.

Without saying a word, he picked up a rather ugly looking Yaksha, stared at it for a moment, and slowly pushed it towards his face...

At this moment, a bright light flashed across his eyes, and half of his sleeve was exposed behind a gleaming knife, and a stranger was slowly approaching him...

My heart suddenly tightened!

not good!

Almost at the same time, the life-threatening knife stabbed at him fiercely, but he dodged it at a speed of one tenth and one second faster than him, but before he could stand still, another knife-wielding man next to him When the person attacked him, he was still in shock and overwhelmed, although he narrowly dodged it, a mark was still drawn on his wide sleeve.

Immediately afterward, all the assassins hiding in the crowd appeared one by one at this time. They were like devils from hell, staring at him. Just by looking at their eyes, one could tell how ferocious and terrifying they were.

When the small vendor came back to his senses, he had already run away with a "wow" in fright.

Nan Puyue looked nervously at these unkind people. At this time, he was bare-handed, and the opponent was so crowded that he couldn't help but tighten his grip. The incident happened suddenly, and there was no time to think about who was going to harm him. At that time, there was only one thought in my mind, and that was, run.

And "running" is obviously not his style, but in the face of being outnumbered, he has no reason to hesitate. He knows how much his martial arts are, and he can deal with a few little ones, but he is different in front of him. These people knew they were swordsmen just by looking at their skills and posture, and they fought recklessly, even if they didn't know how they died when the time came.

It was too late to say it, but it was so fast, seeing them approaching aggressively, his eyes dimmed, and he ran back.

He didn't take two steps, but he didn't want to see someone standing behind him, so he bumped straight into it.

Immediately without any accident, the two let out a low cry, and were knocked down by the momentum at the same time.

The man who was knocked down by the innocent had more than half of his silver mask on his face. After standing up, he gasped and said in his heart: No one throws himself into his arms like this!

At this time, Nan Puyue didn't have time to apologize to him, but the assassins were already ready to move, and it seemed that they would not give him another chance.

Thinking like this, a big knife came towards him soon, he was about to dodge it, but unexpectedly someone kicked it away for him.

Surprised, that person was none other than the silver-masked man knocked to the ground by him.

A little surprised, but also a little fortunate, he wanted to say a word of thanks, but unexpectedly, he had already greeted the assassins just as the words came to his lips.

The assassins were not timid, one by one they started to fight him with their knives in hand.

The surrounding people have already moved far away, maybe it is too tense and eye-catching here, a Miaoman figure carefully squeezed out from the crowd, and then saw the scene of fighting at a glance, of course, at the same time saw the standing Nan Puyue was sweating because of this.

Nan Puyue wanted to help but hesitated, she hesitated, probably because she knew that her martial arts were not good, and going up would be a drag on him, so she had to wait and see what happened, and then make a move when she could.

At this time, the two sides hacked and killed sharply, thrillingly and fiercely. The silver-masked man's martial arts were very high. Although the opponent had a large number of people, he did not lose the wind.

Because he didn't have a sword in his hand, he found a relatively weak opponent, and quickly grabbed it with a few strokes. The whole process was like a gust of wind. He broke his wrist, pushed his knee up, and the knife in the swordsman's hand fell away. Out, easily thrown upwards, followed by a forceful twisting his neck and bouncing up, grasping the handle of the knife, a sweep!A turn over, and then a vertical split!Finally landed.

quick!Very fast!

The whole process was neat and tidy. The few assassins who rushed forward stood still for less than three seconds, and immediately fell to the ground with a clang!