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Chapter 191 "Birdcage" (2 in 1)

When Fan Yao appeared on the stage.

Facing Xie Luohe's full bow, he smiled slightly, slowly took out a short jade whistle from his bosom, and blew it in his mouth.

"call out--"

A sharp whistle pierced the sky.

boom boom boom boom --

"Wu Yun Fang Chang, brave and fearless!"

"Wu Yun Fang Chang, brave and fearless!"

"Wu Yun Fang Chang, brave and fearless!"

The neat and clear bugles came from all directions, and the expressions of everyone present changed.

The vibrations of the horseshoes merged into one place, like the rush of wild beasts, like thunder rolling on the ground.

Bai Xiaosheng moved his footsteps.

Zheng Xiu moved faster than Bai Xiaosheng, and the Luohe brush came out like lightning, and the forked hair touched Bai Xiaosheng's neck.

Bai Xiaosheng didn't dare to move.

Zheng Xiu narrowed his eyes and looked at Fan Yao who walked out of the forest.

Fan Yao threw the short jade whistle at her feet, and looked at Zheng Xiu with a smile.

After Fan Yao appeared, the elated atmosphere just now became as dignified as steel casting.

slam-la-

The Xieluo River shot through the rock wall with an arrow, and the water gushed out to fill the dry riverbed.

The water rushed to the feet of everyone and wet everyone's boots.

The bandits were briefly confused at first, but Xie Luohe was still smiling, drawing his longbow like a Valkyrie, aiming at Fan Yao in the distance.Such a posture, so calm, reminded the panicked bandits of the strength and invincibility of the Xieluo River. They quickly calmed down, pulled out the knife at their waist, and stepped on the turbulent water, slowly approaching the Xieluo River.

The two sides confront each other.

Xie Luohe's arrow did not shoot.

Zheng Xiu's Luohe pen was still firmly pointing to Bai Xiaosheng's neck.

Bai Xiaosheng smiled dryly and raised his hands high, expressing that he would not act rashly.

There were many people in the forest, and soon the flags fluttered in the wind and appeared.

It is the flag of the Shenwu Army.

Zheng Xiu's breath was stagnant, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at Bai Xiaosheng: "Pang Jiang, don't you plan to explain?"

"Old man..."

Zheng Xiu's other hand was bitten and stained with blood, and the void shook and landed on the tip of the pen.

The nib of the pen suddenly bloomed with a delicate red light like a flower.

"I only listen to the truth."

Bai Xiaosheng was silent for a moment, then his expression was slumped, his back was bent, and he seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant: "The old man has a son."

Zheng Xiu laughed dumbfounded: "Are you arrested?"

Bai Xiaosheng nodded.

"Not like you."

Bai Xiaosheng smiled wryly and said, "The network that I am proud of is not worth mentioning in front of the secret factory. That person is now in such a high position and authority that he can be said to cover the sky with one hand. There is nothing I can do about it."

"It doesn't matter." Xie Luohe listened to the conversation between the two, and smiled: "It doesn't matter who comes."

Zheng Xiuluohe's pen dropped little by little, and he let go of Bai Xiaosheng.

If he hadn't witnessed the magic of Gongsun painter's "painting into reality" with his own hands, he might have won the first grade with his rich experience.But ever since Zheng Xiu showed the magic of his "magic brush", Bai Xiaosheng didn't dare to do anything wrong.

This guy looks weak, but he can break Cheng Xiao's knife with a single slap. He is a terrifying figure who can tie Xie Yunliu, the second head of Yunhe village, into a turtle shape.

As the saying goes, the head can be severed and the blood can bleed, but being tied up like this by Gongsun Mo... Bai Xiaosheng didn't want to be beaten to death.

This is the last stubbornness of being Bai Xiaopang in Jianghu.

Cheng Xiao didn't say a word, he held the scabbard with his left hand, and the handle with his right hand, his sharp gaze was like a ferocious lone wolf trapped in a cage.

Fan Yao listened to the conversation of several people.

Said softly: "You don't need to worry too much. Bendu's deal with Bai Xiaosheng is just to let him not say what he shouldn't say, that's all."

Saying that, Fan Yao clapped her hands.

The military flag was waving, and several sergeants in armor escorted a prisoner in tattered prison uniform with disheveled hair out.

The prisoner's clothes were tattered, and the cuts seemed to be left after whipping, with dried blood on the edges of the cuts.The prisoners were wearing heavy shackles on their hands and feet. When they were pushed out of the forest, they dragged the shackles as they walked, making dull noises.

The ten fingers of his hands were bloody and bloody, the nails were all gone, and the toes were the same. He raised his head, and his left ear was wrapped in bloody gauze.When he raised his head, a pair of eyes full of hatred were revealed under the disheveled hair.

"Duguxiang!"

Although the prisoners have suffered all kinds of inhuman abuse, they have long since lost the vigor they had when they were in Hidden Sword Villa.But Zheng Xiu still recognized at a glance that this disheveled prisoner was the former owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa, Duguxiang known as "the best sword in the world".

Hidden Sword Villa was destroyed by a fire overnight, and Duguxiang also fell to such a state, it is embarrassing that good fortune tricks people.

When Duguxiang appeared, Zheng Xiu also understood Fan Rumor's intention.

What he meant was that there was no need for Fan Yao to bribe or coerce Bai Xiaosheng into revealing the address of Mr. Nie's treasure house.When we parted at the Hidden Sword Villa a month ago, Fan Yao even took the initiative to reveal to Zheng Xiu how to get out of this ghost, but he didn't ask for the location of Nie Gong's treasure house in exchange.

The reason why Fan Yao was able to come here seems to be obtained through torture and interrogation of Duguxiang.

"Understood?"

Fan Yao smiled, took out a small knife to pick her nails, and made a "waving" gesture casually.

The sergeant at the side got the order, and with a flash of sword light, Duguxiang's head flew high and fell heavily, his frozen expression was full of astonishment, and he could not rest in peace.

Fan Yao ordered someone to kill the former "No. [-] Sword in the World" Duguxiang in a matter of gestures. The cold-blooded ruthlessness shown whether intentionally or unintentionally made everyone's scalps feel numb in an instant, and they subconsciously clenched their weapons. It's full of sweat.

"They don't understand what Ben Du said and what he did. They just think that Ben Du is cruel and ruthless." Fan Yan looked at the calm Zheng Xiu with a smile, and there was another deep meaning in her eyes: "You, do you understand?"

Zheng Xiu looked at Fan Yao and didn't answer.

aside.

Ever since Fan Yao appeared, among Zheng Xiu and his party, one person's reaction was strange from beginning to end.

Since Fan Yao appeared, he hasn't said a word.

He does only one thing.

Constantly touching his face, crossing his bald head, and staring wide-eyed, he kept looking at Fan Yao's beautiful face that combines both hardness and softness, and both sexes.

"You, you, you, who the hell are you?"

Xie Yunliu stared at Fan Yao dumbfounded.

How the hell did he look exactly like Lao Tzu.

As long as my bald head is not shaved, I really can't tell if I stand together now.

For a moment, Xie Yunliu sincerely thanked the "dog thief" who shaved off his hair in the middle of the night while he was drunk.

"Ah!"

Zheng Xiu sneezed.

Itchy nose.

Fan Yao looked at Xie Yunliu, "You don't need to know."

He was not as surprised as Xie Yunliu.

It seemed that he had already known about Xie Yunliu's existence.

He has long known that there is a man named "Xie Yunliu" in the world who looks exactly like him and looks like his younger brother.

No, to be precise, Fan Yao already knew that Xie Yunliu was his "heart demon"!
It's his Fan Yao's... sub-personality!

"You shouldn't be born, let alone exist, or live."

Fan Yao ignored Xie Yunliu, turned his gaze, and stretched out his hand towards Zheng Xiu.

"You are 'different' from them. Do you want to leave here with Ben Du?"

Fan Yao smiled and extended an olive branch to Zheng Xiu.

In fact, Fan Yao and Zheng Xiu did not have a deep friendship.

Fan Yao didn't even know Gongsun Mo's true identity in the off-screen world.

It can barely be called "friendship", but Zheng Xiu met "Chu Susu" who also belonged to the incomplete building outside. Hearing Chu Susu's name awakened Fan Yao's memory after 40 years.

Besides, Fan Yao has been alone in this world for 40 years, and has lived for 40 years, living like a ghost.

When he met Zheng Xiu, he suddenly had the feeling of "meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land".

Zheng Xiu is also from the outside world, and they have the same experience.

Although the two could not be called friends, but for some reason, Fan Yao felt that this person hit it off when they met for the first time.He believed that since he and Zheng Xiu had no grievances or enmity, and they met in a foreign land, he had absolutely no reason to kill Zheng Xiu.It's better to do good deeds every day. After leaving this damn cannibal painting, it would be good to have one more friend outside.

Zheng Xiu was silent for a while.

Xie Luohe, who drew his longbow, frowned, and turned to look at Zheng Xiu, with complex meanings in his eyes.

She maintained this posture for a long time without feeling tired, which shows how strong Xie Luohe's arms are.

Xie Luohe learned everything through "Fengbei's Dream".

She knew that according to common sense, Zheng Xiu and Fan Yao were actually on the "same side".

She, Xie Luohe, is the "outsider".

Even if Zheng Xiu chooses to stand with Fan Yao at this moment, Xie Luohe will not be surprised at all.

"I'm curious." After Zheng Xiu was silent, he asked, "You don't even know what 'return to normal' is, why can't you leave together?"

Fan Yao shook her head: "It's not necessary."

His hand was still stretched out towards Zheng Xiu, with a smile on his feminine features, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, with a pleasant smile.

"A good sentence is unnecessary."

Zheng Xiu's eyes fell on Xie Yunliu who was dazed by Fan Yao's words: "I'm sorry. The way is different, so we don't conspire with each other."

Fan Yao took a deep look at Zheng Xiu, then at Xie Yunliu, suddenly realized, and sighed: "It turns out that you know Ben Du's 'inner demon'...it's ridiculous."

Fan Yao took out one side with the word "Wu" engraved on it, and the badge of a fierce tiger carved on the surface, which stood out in front of all the soldiers.

"Life is but an empty dream."

Fan Yao held up the token and slowly closed her eyes.

"Dream, it's time to wake up."

Fan Yao opened her eyes, her gaze was cold, and she spit out one word.

"kill."

The Shenwu Army arrayed up.

Hundreds of Shenwu soldiers are wearing armor and shining brightly.This is already considered a "big army".

The moment Fan Yao waved the military order, the soldiers of the Shenwu Army walked in unison, drew their long knives out of their sheaths, and were about to charge.

No matter how united the bandits in Yunhe Village were, they were nothing but a mob against a well-equipped army.Even if the number of people is similar, but the next result, it can be said that there is almost no suspense.

Zheng Xiu made a choice.

Xie Luohe smiled brightly and was visibly happy.

Xie Luohe's tensed bowstring was loosened, and traces of black lines, like the bewitching roots of a black rose, gradually covered Xie Luohe's surface somewhere on his body, invading his whole body.

The long arrow was wrapped in a fierce wind and shot towards Fan Yao.

Fan Yao used the military order to block the arrow without haste, but the arrow seemed to be alive. It turned back in the air, broke into the army formation, and easily shot through the armor of the Shenwu army, piercing through several Shenwu soldiers in succession. head.

puff!puff!puff!

The sound of several skulls being shot through was almost connected together. At the moment when several sergeants fell, the Shenwu Army did not panic at all, and they did not panic because of Xie Luohe's bizarre archery skills.

Soon, no one paid any attention to the dead soldiers. Under Fan Yao's command, the soldiers rushed down the hillside with a murderous look, shouting bugles.

Another arrow was placed on Xie Luohe's bowstring. "This time, don't stop me again."

Xie Luohe said this to Zheng Xiu.

"Brother, borrow a knife."

Confused, Zheng Xiu borrowed a knife from a nervous bandit next to him, and cut his wrist.He said in pain: "Although it may be fake, but this time it will 'bleed'."

Xie Luohe smiled: "I told you not to practice."

"The doorway, once you enter, you can't turn back."

"Humph."

"Promise me." Zheng Xiu looked at Xie Luohe's beautiful face and said solemnly, "Don't mess around."

"It's okay." Xie Luohe turned her back to Zheng Xiu, and the word "Ding Wei" flashed in her right eye.

"This is, the last time."

……

"Mom!"

The collective charge of the Shenwu Army is like a ferocious monster.

The murderous aura that has been tempered on the battlefield for a long time is not something ordinary bandits can bear.

After meeting each other, some of the bandits in Yunhe village threw down their weapons and fled crying.

"Trash! Give it to me!"

Xie Yunliu's eyes were about to burst, and he rushed into the enemy army with Chu Chengfeng viciously.

His ambition is in the world, and he has long regarded the imperial court's "Shenwu Army" as an imaginary enemy. His heart suddenly rises, and he suddenly fights out.

The scene was very chaotic for a while, the water level of the river bed was getting higher and higher, and the Shenwu army stepped into the water wearing armor, but it became a bit clumsy, which was not the same as riding a horse to kill the enemy on the battlefield.

When the mob and the regular army met face to face, the winner was determined, and the bandits dispersed.

Xie Yunliu's eyes were tearing apart. At first he thought it was a hard fight, but unexpectedly it was a one-sided battle.

"Second leader! The idea is tricky!"

Chu Chengfeng and Wen Shishan were fighting in a scuffle, their swords merged, and the sword light filled the sky. In the blink of an eye, dozens of martial arts soldiers surrounding them were forced back a few steps, and some even fell into the water and danced wildly.

Bai Xiaosheng, who was shrunk back from the back, accidentally saw this scene, and shouted: "Could it be the long-lost stunt in the world of Jianghu, the adulterer and adulterer sword!"

Chu Chengfeng and Wen Shishan were fighting vigorously, when they heard this, they staggered at the same time, their feet collided with each other when they were performing lightness kung fu, and almost fell from the air.

"Fuck you, Jiang Fatty! This is Lang's love concubine's sword!"

The narrow riverbed battlefield has long been in chaos.

After Zheng Xiu cut his pulse, the bright red blood flowed down like he didn't want money.

With a flick of Luo He's pen, after catching the blood flow in mid-air, the blood spring seemed to come alive, entangled around Zheng Xiu.

"coming!"

Zheng Xiu let out a long cry, laughed and shook out a piece of blood with the Luohe brush, and splashed it high into the sky.

In an instant, Zheng Xiu's face turned pale, and he lost a lot of blood.

The blood light exploded in mid-air and scattered into the distance.

Everyone raised their heads in shock, and for a moment the fighting parties froze, staring at this "weird" scene with dumbstruck eyes.

The blood light fell to the ground, and hundreds of meters were trapped in a "circle".

"Drawing the ground as a prison..."

Zheng Xiu smiled slightly, clutching the blood in his hand and letting it drip to his feet.

On the circular bloodstain, bunches of blood light suddenly turned into long sharp bands, flying towards the sky, trapping everyone in it in an instant, and the blood light converged at the highest point. From the outside, Zheng Xiu's blood formed The space is like a huge cage.

"…birdcage."

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