Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 243 Fighting Together
morning.

Just as the sky was a little pale, the mighty Jinwu Guards had already set up their camp.

The leaders were still the two lieutenants, one long and one young, but the eyes of the young lieutenant had changed.

"What did your Highness tell you? Why do you feel that it's just been a night, and you seem to be full of...fighting spirit?"

"No." The young lieutenant swung his horsewhip fiercely, "I just think he's right, the matter has come to this, the most important thing is to survive."

On the short hill in the distance, the burly old man with a knife looked coldly.

"Catch up?"

"Send a dozen Xie family disciples to follow, and just harass them once in a while."

"After Long'an County, all the way is official, so it's not easy to do it."

"Then do it in Long'an County, but not against these people."

"What does the third master mean?"

"The Su family relied on the surname of the head of the family to be Su. These years, they have been too arrogant. They don't take our Xie family or the Mu family seriously." The burly old man turned around, and one was dressed in white with a pale face. , a thin man suddenly appeared there, the man appeared very suddenly, and there was an uncomfortable sinister aura about him.

"Thank you, Mr. Third, while we were going to bury the corpse last night, seven people had quietly left the army." The man's voice was soft.

The man next to the burly old man narrowed his eyes slightly: "Mu family, Mu Yinzhen."

"Yin is really the best tracker of the Mu family's generation. Without him, we might have been caught." The burly old man laughed.

"Among the soldiers, there must be someone who is a master of disguise. Mr. Xie, please don't admit it wrong." Mu Yinzhen reminded.

"Don't worry, Long'an County must be where their bones are buried." The burly old man touched the knife in his hand.

three days later.

Longan County, Donglai Inn.

A group of businessmen came down from the carriage. A rich businessman dressed in gorgeous clothes sat at a table with a plump and beautiful woman and a handsome and fair boy. There were two ordinary-looking young men, a rough and burly man, and a hunchback. The old man sat at the next table.

"What a handsome young man, I never tire of looking at it." The plump beauty covered her chin with her hand, looking at the pale young man beside her, her eyes were full of tenderness.

But the young man couldn't see the beauty, he only saw the people in the inn slowly retreating, and then some new people slowly came in, and then ordered food and drinks, the normal can no longer be normal.

The rich businessman coughed lightly: "Let's order something to eat."

The rugged man was looking at the menu hanging on the wall, his brows furrowed tighter the more he looked at it, and finally he couldn't help cursing: "The menu is made in a broken place, every dish is edible. Let's go!"

He got up and stood up, and then a waiter with a white towel stretched out his hand and pushed him down.

"Guest officer, don't worry, the menu on the wall is only for ordinary guests, but I see that several of them are distinguished guests, so naturally they have different menus to entertain." Xiao Er smiled slightly.

"Oh? What kind of food?" The big man shouted.

"How about eating monkey brains raw?" Xiao Er still laughed.

"Monkey brain? What monkey?" The big man was taken aback.

"Of course it's Zhenxihou!" The little second hand tossed the towel and went straight to the wealthy businessman at the next table.

The handsome young man pulled out the long sword on the table in an instant, struck with the sword, but was completely wrapped up in the towel, Xiao Er flicked it lightly, and nailed the whole sword to the wall.

"I said earlier that I don't want to do these things. I just hit them." The young man sitting on the side stood up, raised a fist and swung it forward, "Come on, come on, it's over." !"

Xiao Er was startled by the fist wind, and immediately retreated seven feet away.

On the other five tables in the store, the sixteen customers all drew out the knives hidden in their sleeves.

There are sixteen handles in total, all of which are knives and no swords.

"It's a new group of people." The young man glanced at it.

Another young man grabbed his face and threw a human skin mask on the table: "The Su family is gone, this time is the Anhe Xie family?"

"His Highness King Langya has good eyesight." A heroic voice sounded, and a burly white-haired old man stepped in from the door, holding a huge golden-backed machete in his hand, which was really conspicuous.

Xiao Ruofeng pressed the sword in his hand and said in a low voice, "This person is not easy to deal with."

"Is it okay to deal with you and say that you are not qualified to say now." Xiao Er threw away the towel in his hand, and took out two slender seedling knives from his sleeve, "Let's have a fight with me first."

The rich businessman also took off the human skin mask, and cursed in a low voice: "This mask is so boring to wear."

The plump beauty next to her raised her eyebrows: "Master Hou, what you said is not pleasant. The human skin mask made by me, Su Yuan, is well-known in the industry for its comfort and breathability. It will be a waste of time for you to say that." I do business."

Baililuo Chen smiled dryly: "I'm talking psychologically, and it has nothing to do with Miss Su's craftsmanship."

Seeing that the two of them were talking to each other and no one paid any attention to him, the waiter in the shop couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, and coughed vigorously: "You two, isn't this the time to flirt?"

Su Yuan glanced at him, but didn't speak, while Chef Wang over there kept looking at Baili Luochen.

"Go." Baili Luochen sighed, "I haven't seen your sword skills for a long time."

Chef Wang nodded, took a step forward, and looked at the shop waiter: "You use a knife, and I use a knife."

"Where is the knife?" Xiao Er frowned slightly.

Chef Wang picked up the package he was carrying with him and yanked it violently. With a flash of silver light, seven knives of different sizes were stuck on the dining table in front of him.

The young man looked down and frowned slightly: "Seven...seven kitchen knives?"

"Yes, I'm in the Hou's mansion, and I use them to make a whole cow banquet. Seven kitchen knives can perfectly dismember a full-grown beef cow." Chef Wang said proudly, crossing his arms.

Ordinary Jianghu people will find it funny when they see the people in front of them take out seven kitchen knives to fight, but the shop waiter with two knives can't laugh because he knows knives very well, so he didn't know the knives in front of him. .

"Pojun, Lianzhen, Lucun, Wenqu, Jumen, Wuqu, Tanlang, this is the Seven Star Sword. Your surname is Wang?" The waiter took a step back slightly.

Chef Wang was taken aback: "You actually recognize these seven knives?"

"In the past, there was a chef in the Pofeng Army who was only in charge of food and never went to battle to kill the enemy. But once the rear camp was attacked by someone, he took seven kitchen knives and forcibly chopped off the enemy general in charge. It became a skeleton. It was only later that everyone found out that he was one of Zhenxihou's seven generals, named Wang Jue." Xiaoer Dian said slowly.

Chef Wang nodded, reached out and pulled out the biggest broken saber: "Yes, he is my father."

(End of this chapter)