knife cut mountains and rivers

The theater has long been in chaos, and the spectators are all scholars from Bailu City. After such a battle, seeing the two sides fighting, any handsome and handsome young man can only run around with his head in his arms, even rolling around. Run out of the theater.

The troupe's backstage and several spectators in the audience suddenly changed their faces, the cold light came out, and the target was very clear, so they went towards Zhou Xuanyi.

Zhou Xuanyi's whole body was clinging to the pillar like a gecko, and when he came around, the olecranon mechanism of the crutch had already been opened, and with the force of the restraint, a sword pierced into the person's shoulder.

On the other side of Fucheng, one hit three, and the shoulder was scratched by a short-eyed sword.

The assassins came prepared, they were all good players, Fucheng couldn't kill people, so they lost the opportunity.

It stands to reason that this should be an extremely critical situation, but what about that old saying?When a certain emotion occurs, everything becomes a foil.So Zhou Xuanyi and Fucheng, how should the two of them resist or how should they resist, but their eyes kept glued, and even Jin Ling in the audience felt sour, saying: "What kind of drama are you two doing!"

Fucheng was in a bit of embarrassment, but Zhou Xuanyi was as calm as ever, as if Jin Ling was not the one who was sour, he turned his head and said, "Jin Ling, protect Zhao Xiaohu."

Jinling is a qualified hunter, and she always carries her own weapon with her wherever she goes. When Zhou Xuanyi kicked out, Jinling threw out two Emei thorns, and quickly helped Zhou Xuanyi knock down the boy who had just stood up. one person.

Zhao Xiaohu was completely dumbfounded, he only knew that Jin Ling was a bit fierce, how could he know that Jin Ling would kill people, after all, even though Jin Ling was a tigress, she had never really fought against the students of the academy.Zhao Xiaohu didn't feel scared, but he was secretly sad for a while, feeling a little inferior in his heart.

But Zhou Xuanyi once told him that it only takes three to five years to develop the ability to listen to voices and argue positions. Zhao Xiaohu is still a young man. Backstage rushed to find his big daddy.

Jin Ling didn't expect Zhao Xiaohu to be such a blind person, he obviously didn't have any skills, and he would go wherever he was in trouble, so he could only resign himself to his fate and follow Zhao Xiaohu through all obstacles.

This stage has never been staged such an exciting scene since it was opened. The tables and benches are all messed up. The gentleman who was playing the drums was completely lost. I don’t know if he was frightened, but he didn’t run away, but his fingers trembled. There was a rushing sound on the drum.

With Fucheng by his side, Zhou Xuanyi didn't know why he didn't intend to put in all his strength. He had formed a habit when he was with Fucheng, and Fucheng was always here, so why did he put in any effort.

Seeing him like that, Fucheng couldn't help rolling his eyes. Zhou Xuanyi, the ancestor, didn't change his habit of saving energy at all, as if he would suffer a disadvantage if he moved one more finger.Fucheng thought so in his heart, but what he actually did was not the same thing at all. It was indeed to attract the main force of the assassins and not let Zhou Xuanyi bother.

On the stage were Zhou Xuanyi, Fucheng, and four or five sneak attackers. The usually empty stage seemed to be crowded at this moment. After the sound of crackling swords, sawdust flew, and the backstage was in chaos. Zhao Xiaohu unexpectedly I couldn't find my big daddy for a while.

Just as he was searching all the way, he was suddenly startled by a familiar scolding voice: "Which one who doesn't have eyesight dares to come to my Dongmen Theater to play wild?"

Zhao Xiaohu's big daddy, who looked thin and frail, suddenly emerged from the ruins of the backstage, his hair was still staring at sawdust, his makeup and hair were all messed up, but his momentum was not lacking at all.

As soon as Zhao Xiaohu heard that his eldest father lost his temper again, he hurried up to persuade him, "Don't be impulsive, eldest father, we can't get involved in this."

Daddy didn't listen to his little boy's words, he became angry, hooked a red-tasseled spear with one foot, and stabbed an assassin in the neck. Daddy came in menacingly, but the assassin didn't dodge, his throat was slapped Hit and hit.

Big Daddy is worthy of being a singer, he doesn't talk about his kung fu, but his aura is definitely acting according to Zhang Fei's posture.It's just that the big daddy has calculated everything, he didn't expect that the red-tasseled spear was used for singing, it was a fake handle, the point of the spear pierced the assassin's neck, even the body of the spear was bent, but it couldn't penetrate at all.

If it weren't for the critical situation, Fucheng really wanted to say hello to him, this is not murder, this is practicing golden gun to lock throat.

Taking advantage of the assassin's lack of reaction, Fucheng knocked him unconscious from the back of the head, and at the same time said to the soft-looking big daddy who didn't know who it was, "You rest."

"Xie you, uncle, see if I don't clean up these bastard sons today!" Daddy was saved by Fucheng, without any gratitude, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush.Zhao Xiaohu hugged his father's hand this time, not daring to let his father cause trouble anymore, and said: "Calm down, calm down."

"Shut up!" Zhao Xiaohu's big daddy, who looked very weak, suddenly threw Zhao Xiaohu away, Zhao Xiaohu was still a little dazed, this is really strong.

Then his eldest father suddenly rushed towards a sneak attacker, Jin Ling gritted his teeth, wondering if Zhao Xiaohu's family was sick, everyone was in a hurry, and was about to solve this problem for him, so he got closer Find yourself a bit redundant.

When the big daddy slammed into him, the assassin on the opposite side was also a little confused, this show is endless, and most of the makeup on his face is gone, it's scary to look at.The assassin gritted his teeth, wanting to solve this shit trouble as soon as possible.But he didn't cut it down with the saber, the big daddy did not know what skills he used, he grabbed the assassin's arm with one hand and pulled it forward, the assassin's knife fell down for no reason, the big daddy caught the knife with his right hand , stabbing the opponent's neck smoothly.

Everyone present was stunned by this scene, which song is this singing?Daddy is an actor, he kills people lightly, it seems like it happened in an instant, and it seems like it happened for a long time, every movement is full of beauty.

The person who was most shocked was Zhao Xiaohu, he didn't expect that his big daddy who looked a bit fierce was so powerful.

"...Dad?" Zhao Xiaohu called out uncertainly, the contrast between Daddy and Daddy was so great that Zhao Xiaohu thought he was possessed by a ghost.But his eldest father didn't have time to pay attention to him. He held the big knife he had just snatched, and bent his whole body backwards, with a brushed knife stuck to his abdomen. The action solves the incoming person.

The big daddy disliked the thing on his head that was in the way, and was about to tear it off, but there was no movement after pulling for a long time. A pile of jewelry on his head was tangled with his hair, the more the big daddy got more and more annoyed, he said: " The son of a turtle came to my theater to make trouble!"

It wasn't until he started swearing again that Zhao Xiaohu realized that this man really seemed to be his father.Isn't his father a weak actor?How did it become so powerful?

Several assassins looked at each other, and finally found the reason for the rage, but they couldn't find it, Fucheng couldn't kill people, Zhou Xuanyi must be too lazy to chase, only this big daddy was there to fight them to the death.They suddenly felt a little regretful. At that time, they chose the opera garden out of convenience, and they were going to kill Zhou Xuanyi by surprise, but they didn't expect to touch the dirt on Tai Sui's head.

The assassins exchanged glances, thinking that today is really a tough battle.

But knowing it is one thing, actually doing it is another. With Daddy's skill and Fucheng behind, killing Zhou Xuanyi today is already an impossible task.Several people were ready to give up the assassination and escape.

"Don't get in the way of the opera singer!" The assassin shouted.

Daddy couldn't let them go, he jumped to the gate, closed it with a bang, and said with a sinister smile, "Where are you going?"

The assassin leader said: "Get out of the way, don't care about your business."

The big daddy smiled faintly, the makeup on his face was crumpled into a ball, and his hair was shaking back and forth with his smile. At first glance, he looked like a female ghost who came out of a chat room, and said: "If you smashed my things, you want to leave." ?”

The leader of the assassins was afraid of him, but he couldn't just stay and cede the land to pay compensation.

The assassin chief frowned, and said, "Looking for death!"

Daddy waited for his words, and lived in seclusion in Bailu City for several years, almost making him forget who he is, and he hasn't exercised like this for a long time.

Daddy has no sense of morality, he pays attention to accuracy when killing people. If I want you to die, you have to die. It is different from Fucheng's indecisive compassion. He half opened his mouth and said, "Your father... is really amazing."

Fu Cheng also came over, and he took a look. There were only a few people left to resist. This group of assassins was dealt with by Fu Cheng, Zhou Xuanyi and Jin Ling just now, and now there are only a few soldiers left. It is not too troublesome to deal with them. , no need to help yourself.But seeing Zhao Xiaohu's father's killing posture so straightforwardly, it's really comfortable.

Zhou Xuanyi didn't know why, looking at Zhao Xiaohu's father, he suddenly felt a bit quagmire. He reckoned that he was usually well protected by Fucheng, and he was far away from swords and swords. Even if he met Li Wenxiu, that person just liked to put on airs A person like Zhao Xiaohu's father is far less sharp-looking than Zhao Xiaohu's father.

Zhou Xuanyi glanced at Fu Cheng's shoulder, and said, "Are you alright?"

"Oh," Fu Cheng lowered his head and glanced at his left arm. He often forgot that he was injured, and he hardly felt any pain in the fight. He didn't care about it, and said, "Small injury."

Zhou Xuanyi was suddenly poked by Fucheng's small wound. Zhou Xuanyi thought that his wound was quite deep, but Fucheng's small wound was an understatement, which made him feel a little distressed.

Standing on the stage, several people were stunned by Zhao Xiaohu's big daddy's way of playing, and they were enjoying watching the play, but Zhao Xiaohu was not included, he was in a daze from the beginning to the end.

Fucheng took a handful of melon seeds, distributed them to Zhou Xuanyi, and said, "Do you want to eat?"

Zhou Xuanyi probably had never cracked melon seeds in his life, so for some reason, he picked them up by accident, imitating Fu Cheng, and knocked one, but unfortunately he didn't get the point, the shell and skin were not good.

"Hey, you can't do that, look at me." Fucheng's upper and lower teeth flashed, the skin of the melon seeds fell off, and the kernels of the melon seeds fell steadily into his mouth, and were rolled away by the tip of his tongue.

Zhou Xuanyi originally wanted to try again, but when he saw the tip of his tongue, he suddenly stopped talking, and his face became a little hot.

Fucheng didn't notice Zhou Xuanyi's change at all, and said: "He has a background."

When Zhou Xuanyi heard that Fucheng must have recognized Zhao Xiaohu's big daddy's kung fu family, he asked, "Do you know him?"

"Yeah," Fucheng spat out the melon seeds, looked Zhou Xuanyi up and down, and suddenly said quietly, "Are your legs healed?"