[Comprehensive martial arts] Drawing swords to help

Thirty steps to go.

I/he is about to flee into the sphere of influence of the evil sect.

Now the new dynasty has only been established for a few years, and the imperial court has been fighting abroad for many years, temporarily unable to take action to rectify the forces in the rivers and lakes, resulting in the rapid development of the underworld, with powerful forces everywhere, even the government cannot enter its territory casually.The Xieyi Sect is one of the underworld forces with such strength. Everyone in the world knows that the leader of the Xieyi Sect, Li Ruohai, has high martial arts skills, one-sidedness, and decisive killing. He is a difficult evil star. Experts such as Shi Wuyi should not be underestimated, and there is even a terrifying cavalry unit like Shisan Yeqi.As a fugitive, he was very lucky. One of the generals in the Xieyi Sect happened to be his younger brother. As long as he escaped into it, he would be safe.

The man in a sack showed a relaxed expression, and then immediately returned to solemnity.He has been on the run for nearly seven months, during which time he has escaped countless masters, neither the famous arresters of the Ministry of Criminal Justice nor the so-called masters of decent families have been able to catch him. Apart from his martial arts, being cautious is also a good medicine for his life.

He has seen countless "colleagues" fall short at the last moment of safety, so he must be extremely careful.

He was right to be careful.

Too bad it didn't work.

The guard of Xieyimen was already close in front of him, but at this moment, a white light shone in the sky, and the violent wind almost overturned him, and then he only felt a hard blow in the chest, and fell to the ground , spit out a mouthful of blood.

"The Gu Liang who committed the 22 murders, right?" A white boot stepped on him, and he managed to raise his head, but the dizziness caused by that blow hadn't passed yet, and he just felt dazed He couldn't see clearly the person who subdued him, "You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will become evidence in court."

The man picked him up and tied his hands neatly. Perhaps because of the critical moment, Gu Liang finally regained his sanity, and he shouted in the direction of the guards of Xieyimen: "Help! Zong Yue My big brother, he will reward you for saving me!"

The Zong Yue he was talking about was his young boy in the Xieyi sect, and he was currently regarded as the best among the younger generation of masters in the sect, and he was an important figure.

Hearing the name "Zong Yue", the two people guarding the door looked at each other, as if they were undecided.

"Brother, don't you just watch this court eagle dog take me to invite rewards?" He saw that there was something going on, and immediately begged pitifully, trying to stir up trouble with the natural hatred of one class against another.

"You are really interesting, what are you barking at where no one is around?" The arrester said with a smile, "Besides, the master of the Xieyi sect has always been able to distinguish right from wrong, so how could he allow his subordinates to protect you, a bloody and innocent man?" Killer, you are still young, even if you are the seventh uncle, it is useless."

This "flattery" was immediately effective, and the guard who had been a little shaken immediately returned to the look of looking at his nose and nose, as if he didn't see what was happening in front of him at all.

"Okay, okay, don't waste my time, let's go." The policeman quickly grabbed Gu Liang by the collar, and carried him up into the sky like a little chicken. Leaped a few meters away, just from this scene, it can be seen that this person's strength and lightness skills belong to the first class in the world.

"Catcher Yang is really good." After the catcher and the fugitive left, one of the guards, who had pretended to be a transparent person for a long time, said quietly to his companion.

"Yes, it's no wonder Guardian Shi reminded us not to have any grudges with the local yamen." His companion felt sympathetic, "How terrible the magistrate here is to be able to have this kind of fast arresting effect."

"Yeah..." the guard who spoke first said with emotion, "I haven't seen a woman who is more powerful than Patrolman Yang."

"Well, you are back, I want to send more people to find you." Xu Ran, who is very terrible in the imagination of others, is seeing himself. He hurriedly greeted him, "How is it? I heard that you caught that wanted criminal, is he alive or dead?"

"If I go out, can there be any mistakes?" Yang Chun sat down on the chair, casually as if he was in his own home, "He is still alive and kicking in the prison, and he probably still plans to escape from prison in his heart."

"Hey, I must not let him run away. My future in this life depends on him." Xu Ran became nervous all of a sudden, "Without him, what would I get for promotion? If I don't get promoted, How can the tigress in my family spare me. She will keep nagging and saying that I am hopeless if I don’t seek to improve myself, and then I will quarrel with her, and she will go back to her mother’s house..."

"I think you're noisy now." Yang Chun rolled his eyes and said, "Don't worry, I've figured out what that guy is capable of, and I won't let him escape, and the people from the Ministry of Punishment will arrive early tomorrow morning. Soon it will not be our responsibility."

"That's good, that's good." Xu Ran paced back and forth, and it took him a long time to calm down his excitement, and said to Yang Chun, "You are tired too, go and rest."

Yang Chun didn't refuse either, and handed over the documents recording the details of the arrest to Xu and left.

She lives not far from the yamen. On the one hand, it is for the convenience of work, and on the other hand, she has the idea that living near the police station is safer in her previous life (although she is now a member of the security personnel, and this idea wrong in this day and age).It was getting late at this moment, and all the small vendors on the street had returned to their homes, including those who sold candied haws and sugar people. Without squinting, she looks a bit like a hasty office worker who has been in a hurry for less than three months, but her job is no longer sitting at a desk and typing, but fighting with real knives and guns.

How is the transformation accomplished?She can't remember clearly, after all, it was a long time ago, but the initial embarrassment can still be recalled, after all, time travel is unlucky enough, time travel is a five-year-old girl with no money and no power in a troubled world It was even more tragic, and what made it worse was that she seemed to have brought hypoglycemia with her through time travel.Internal strength is a miraculous thing, even this kind of ailment can be cured, but the dependence on sugar cannot be quit. Fortunately, she is not in a system that is easy to gain weight, and her daily workload and training are enough for her to get rid of those excess Nutrients are consumed.

Her thoughts raced and scattered.

The house with a small courtyard soon appeared in front of her. She pushed open the door, stepped inside, and carefully hung the bolt, pushed the wooden door to make sure it was locked, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"I really don't understand you. Isn't this kind of thing useless to Jianghu people?"

"...So you're going to prove this to me personally?" Yang Chun twitched the corners of his mouth, looking at the unexpected visitor who suddenly appeared in the small courtyard, "I haven't seen you for a while, Feng Xinglie, your martial arts have improved again. ... seems to have grown taller."

Hearing such a compliment, Feng Xinglie didn't show obvious pleasure, he frowned, "You seem to be only one year older than me, why do you always talk to me in such an elder-like tone."

"Because I have more experience in traveling the rivers and lakes than you... and one year older is also older brother Feng." Yang Chun walked to the kitchen while talking, and couldn't help showing disappointment when he touched the empty sugar bowl look.

"No, here you are." Feng Xinglie threw a small package in front of her, "I only found these, let's eat what I can."

Yang Chun opened the package and saw three cakes shaped like flowers lying inside. Just by smelling the aroma, one can imagine how sweet they are.

"Senpai, what orders do you have for coming here today?"

Feng Xinglie seemed to be disgusted by Yang Chun's tone, he patted the dust on the stone bench in the yard, sat down, clasped his hands, rubbed his thumbs together, carefully considered his tone.

There is no return to Liaoyuan marksmanship, and the user should also have a character that is as crisp and sharp as marksmanship. Although Feng Xinglie can't be as fierce as Li Ruohai, he shouldn't hesitate like this.With this understanding, Yang Chun felt a little curious about what Feng Xinglie was going to say, she finished the pastries in two or three times, and sat opposite him, putting on the most serious expression.

"I found out something about Master..." Feng Xinglie said, his brows furrowed even tighter, "He seems to be hiding someone."

"What?" A row of sexual news flashed through Yang Chun's mind, and because the protagonist was too shocking, she couldn't help screaming.

"Where did you think?" Feng Xinglie said dissatisfiedly, the acquaintance of several years is enough for him to understand Yang Chun's thinking, "I don't mean those things."

"That is……"

"I found that Master seems to have imprisoned a monk who doesn't know martial arts...and...he seems to want to harm him."

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