Luo nine needles

Chapter 162

The people pouring in from the deep house dispersed quickly, and after the chaos, it was calm again.

But no one can be calm.

The tall rich man standing in the room let out a heavy breath and sat down.

"You say, is my son raised well? Or not?" he asked.

The Zhike sighed: "The two young men said that after learning that Miss Qixing was assassinated outside the capital, the young master became suspicious, and picked a few of them to watch the movements in the hall."

The rich man rubbed his chin: "Tell me, what's so suspicious about this? In order to hide our identity, our capital hall has been cut off from the outside world all these years, and we don't care about it. Why is he suspicious of this matter? "

Although it is inappropriate to say this at this time, Zhike still couldn't help but said: "Maybe the young master cares too much about that young lady." He then persuaded softly, "It's only natural for a young man to admire Ai."

The rich man's face was complicated: "It's still too strict to lock him up, and he has never seen a woman."

Zhike no longer mentions women's affairs, but solves the immediate trouble first.

Zhu Laosan, who was standing at the back and was about to step forward, backed away with horror on his face.

The long gray sword pierced his chest.

The main reason is to make His Majesty suspicious, that would be bad.

Zhike also sighed, raised his palm and turned it around: "Can it not be heavy, it took a lot of force to penetrate two palms, if our doctor is a little later, this hand will be useless."

But as soon as he took a step, his heart ached, and he lowered his head and saw the long sword.

The sound of "um" has no momentum, it seems to be greeting?Zhu Chuan felt annoyed in his heart, and felt that the eyes of the soldiers around him were concentrated on him, and the figure that appeared saw him and did not come closer.

"You are a disciple of the Momen—" he screamed, "I have a secret to tell you—"

Qixing raised her head and looked around. The boss Zhu who was standing under the eaves and yelling and ordering to kill east and west was gone. She sniffed the bloody smell in the air and chased in one direction.

Qi Xing jumped to the ground, only to see that the head of Zhu Boss was cut off in half, half was tilted, and half was bleeding, with his mouth open as if to say something, his face full of pain...

Zhu Chuan remained motionless.

"Hold it." She said, raising her hand.

There is indeed a streak of gray on its sword body, which is soaked in blood at this moment, and the gray is looming, as if it is sucking blood, weird and frightening.

Accompanied by the head falling to the ground, Qixing chased in one direction in the forest.

When the others wanted to say something, the person in charge of security suddenly shouted: "Someone is coming."

It was so scary, with this thought, the long sword was pulled out, Zhu Laosan fell down, his sight was nothingness.

In addition to the young master's hand, the Killer League was wiped out, and in addition, the master had to give out a part of the benefits in order to appease Liu Yan.

"Master, don't worry, we have arranged for Miracle Doctor Lin to take care of the young master."

What are you shouting!If he finds out, he will find out. He is not surprised, let alone afraid. At worst, there will be another fight.

The rich man said coldly: "Let him get what he wants, go to the cell and stay."

"Liu Yan's status is special, and he was attacked in broad daylight. If this matter is not resolved properly, we will not be able to hide the identity of Hui Xianlou." Zhike said in a low voice.

The sword he swung was cut off by the sword in Qixing's hand.

but--

He turned his head, and sure enough, he saw a sword light cut off the dead branch, and the next moment a figure jumped up.

More than a dozen people rushed in, looked at the corpses all over the floor, and then at the woman who was almost invisible surrounded by more than [-] people, they rushed forward without any hesitation.

"right here--"

Boss Zhu, who has lost his hands, is not as good as before, but he thinks that he can get rid of the pursuers by relying on the small and secret paths. As long as he reaches another hiding place, no one will be able to find him.

The seven or eight people who were hiding behind a rock halfway up the mountain were nervous, but a little dazed.

There was a soft pop.

Another said in a low voice: "I think that although one person killed more powerfully before."

The second bamboo child was like a broken bamboo, screamed halfway, then fell to the ground and remained motionless.

Zhu Chuan snorted again: "What the government should do has nothing to do with our Duchasi!"

"This unfilial son." He said, with a long sigh, "You go there yourself, tell Liu Yan, this time I won't bother him to go in person, and I will give him an explanation."

Zhu Lao San's face was green, lost the Zhu Lao Zhu, and lost the Zhu Lao Er, the fighting strength of the three brothers as one has long since disappeared, and seeing the killers falling continuously, the sword in his hand suddenly withdrew , turned around and ran.

How long did it take, because this woman, the family business that she has painstakingly managed all these years, will be ruined.

Both of these are bandits caught by the government.

The forest is deep, the leaves are dense, the sun is mottled, but the current bamboo boss can recognize that woman with his eyes closed.

Zhike understood, and said: "Since the officers and soldiers can't be used, then I will arrange the manpower and pretend to be a killer alliance." When he said this, he looked bitter, "Young master hurt her hand, she must hurt her arm to be worthy of you. "

……

"Go, go, go—" he screamed, "Go together, everyone—"

"Eliminating harm for the people, what is harm? In her eyes, harm is harm? Is she the will of heaven? Acting on behalf of the sky, beyond one's own strength, there is a price to pay."

The laughing people looked serious, and Zhu Chuan also sat up straight. The mountain wind swayed the branches and leaves, and before people could see clearly, there was a voice.

The rich man was silent.

But just as he opened his mouth, there was a sudden change, the surrounding branches and leaves shook violently, and a dart as thin as a cicada's wing slid past his neck.

Speaking of this, the voice is cold.

That lingering monster!
He knew that he couldn't escape, and he himself was like this. The person who wanted to kill couldn't escape at all, unless he could offer enough value to lure him.

This woman is too powerful to confront her directly, other killers rushed up, Zhu Laosan hid behind, sneak attacking from time to time.

Zhu Chuan clenched his hands tightly, stood up slowly, looked at the person, and said from his throat: "En."

"Miss Seven Star—"

"Zhu Chuan." She called again.

The off-white sword light continued to shuttle through the crowd.

The figures of the two sides collided, accompanied by a crisp ding, and Zhu Laoer's scream followed.

The branches and leaves sway and the mountain wind blows.

.....
.....
The sound of the wind, the sound of branches and leaves, the chirping of wild birds, mountains and animals seemed to be incessant.

What?Zhu Chuan was taken aback for a moment, and then saw a ray of light flying over.

The rich man waved his hand, and Zhike withdrew.

The second Zhu Lao and the third Zhu Lao who were combined into one were also split by the sword energy. The third Zhu retreated in time, but the second bamboo was a step too late, his arms seemed to be tightly wrapped by the sword energy, and he could not move.

"Another group of people came from the bottom of the mountain, and they killed more fiercely." One person said in a low voice.

Zhike turned to leave, stopped again, and asked, "The young master..."

Zhu Laoer stared at him in horror, the shadow of the sword dissipated, and Qixing and the sword in his hand were very clear, getting clearer and clearer until——

If it was known at this time that Liu Yan was going to arrest the head of the Mo Sect, Gao Xiaoliu's motive for attacking Liu Yan would be suspicious.

"My sword—"

But Zhu Chuan didn't feel happy at all, his body was tense and his face was stiff.

Boss Zhu didn't wait for Qixing to catch up, he stopped and turned around.

The two commented, then looked aside: "Master Zhu, should we just watch like this?"

Qixing raised his hand and swung his sword, cutting off the remaining neck of Boss Zhu, ending his pain.

Probably this was the first time he saw the sword clearly.

In the dimly lit room, the rich man sighed softly and asked, "Is the injury serious?"

The female voice is clear, like birdsong in the forest.

But his thoughts were very good. When he gave the order, there were footsteps and shouts outside.

"Kill ah-"

Zhu Chuan, who was leaning against a rock and holding a blade of grass in his mouth, glared at them: "Doesn't it look good? How leisurely."

"Zhu Chuan."

The trees shook, and a figure appeared not far away.

Zhike responded and turned to go out, but this time he was called by the rich man.

The guards around him were silent, waiting for his order.

It's just that I didn't expect to climb halfway up the mountain, and there was a sound behind me.

……

"That's Mo Tu and the killer." One person said.

The rich man naturally knew it too, he reached out and rubbed his face vigorously a few times.

She took a weapon, but it seemed to be the same as that rainy night, and she couldn't see her sword clearly at all.

A flash of sword light struck, and the surrounding atmosphere trembled. Zhu Laoer and Zhu Laosan merged into one, and moved the sword up and down, left and right, three or four times, with dozens of moves in an instant, tearing apart the imprisoned sword energy.

He himself is a killer who is good at chasing and killing, and he can tell when he moves his ears that this is the arrival of pursuers.

sword!
chill!

murderous look!
The breath around him froze, and Zhu Chuan subconsciously held down the weapon.

With a ding sound, the six-foot sword was inserted into the gap between the rocks in front of him.

The blade swayed and buzzed, as if beckoning.

(End of this chapter)