Jianghuxing

Hongchang glanced at my chest intentionally or unintentionally, I ate dry food unconsciously, and then looked down and almost squirted out goat's milk, it turned out that the white impermanence pressed a palm on my chest, leaving a big black handprint.

She reached out and probed into my inner chamber, felt the soft armor which I was lining in, and relieved herself as if it had never happened, and called her tall horse again.

Hongchang is very good at this, she knows everything, but she doesn't ask much.

I don't think it's good to hide it from her like this, but it seems like a bit of an invitation to say it. I didn't know what to say for a while, and I was on the sidelines.

Hongchang noticed me: "This is Bai Wuchang's doing, right?"

I nodded, and Hongchang pinched my waist as if he was angry when he saw that I confessed.

"You know who Bai Wuchang is, and you dare to provoke it. What if I don't come back!

" I was a little embarrassed: "Isn't this coming back?"

Hongchang turned his face away, "Come on, I don't want to talk to you at this time." "

The sun is setting in the west, and there is already chaos and movement in the streets, and the news of Bai Impermanence's death has spread throughout the east of the city. I squatted in front of Hongchang's stall and looked at the merchants who came and went, like an elderly dementia with no heart, and no one would have thought that Bai Wuchang was killed by a fool like me.

Hongchang's horse still hasn't been sold, and it looks like it's going to be smashed in his hands. However, Hongchang was more worried about me, and seeing that there were more and more people talking about Bai Wuchang's family being slaughtered, Hongchang squatted beside me uneasily: "Otherwise, let's leave quickly, don't be in trouble if the doorman in his family recognizes you." "

I wanted to say "it's all gone", but the batch that came again when I left didn't have time to clean up, and it wasn't cleared, so according to Hongchang, it was right to slip away now, but I thought that once we separated this time, we would go back to Jinyang, and Hongchang would also go back to Xinzhou's hometown, and I don't know what year and month we would meet again, so although I knew the danger, I still didn't want to part with Hongchang.

Hongchang then persuaded me, but I just thought I couldn't hear it, until a group of men and horses surrounded us menacingly, and I was dumbfounded.

You must know that this is in the city, and even Second Brother Guan didn't dare to lead his troops into this Cloud City, only to see the man who led the horse riding a horse carrying an iron spear full of barbs, and identified me under the leadership of several domestic servants.

Hong Chang didn't know where he got the courage, and he blocked in front of me: "What are you doing?"

The man on the horse didn't say a word, and stabbed Hong Chang in the heart, looking at the posture to pierce both of us at the same time. I pushed aside Hongchang and opened this one.

The servant said, "Master, this is the man who killed the second master and the brothers." "

As soon as I heard the cold sweat, I came down in a cold sweat, why did a second master emerge again, so this one who rode a horse is the real boss behind the scenes? No wonder I dare to take the soldiers to rampage in Cloud City, seeing that this is not the immediate family of Kebineng!

The man waved his gun and stabbed again, I took it twice, and saw that the soldiers behind him were eager to try, knowing that if the person couldn't take a few more moves, I would be angry and shout to the people together, and then my eight heads would not be enough for them to cut off. So he retreated to Hongchang's side in a hurry, and whispered: "Go to the camp in the west of the city, find Lu Bu from the Assassin History Department, and say I'm here!"

Hongchang was a little hesitant by my push, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

The man on the horse didn't want to let us two go, let alone let Hongchang go to move the rescuers, so he clamped his legs and urged the horse. I can't see it well, if this cavalry runs on the horse, the mobility is not a joke, and when the time comes, don't say whether it can hold out until Hongchang calls someone, and it is a question of whether even Hongchang can go smoothly.

In desperation, I yelled at him: "Black-faced, you are the second master of the family, you are the one who harmed the people, I slaughtered you, what do you do with me?"

He rushed towards me with the reins, and pointed his gun at my heart with a trembling gun, and the barbs under the tip of the spear were distinct, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun.

The people he had brought with him began to make a commotion, and the people began to gather around in the distance, looking at this side for some reason. I didn't care to look at Hongchang anymore, and saw him rolling on the ground with a dirty face, and when he got up again, he had rounded the reins of his horse and was adjusting his direction towards me, while his men and the onlookers were laughing at me.

I said in my heart that these soldiers and domestic servants are okay, they are also their family, why are these ordinary people eating inside and out, Bai Wuchang bullies you on the street all day long, I helped you destroy a tyrant, and now you are in trouble, why do you still have to join forces to laugh at me?

The black face on the horse slowed down this time, and the iron spear danced up, trying to fight me right down. I don't know what this man's ability is, even if he is not good, and I get off the horse and am cut down by me three or two, the men he brought will not let me go easily. It's better for him to play his majesty on the horse, and although I seem to be at a loss, if I move a little better, I should be able to hold out for a while.

His horse was getting closer, and it was oppressive. His gun was handed over suddenly, startling me unexpectedly, I thought it had to be the kind of stabbing and stabbing, but I didn't expect to be handed over such a headless move and I really didn't know how to take it.

I struck him with the back of my spear to block it, but as soon as the weapons met, he twisted the barrel of the gun, and the barbs under the spear suddenly bit me like teeth, and before I could see what was wrong, my weapon flew high out of my hand.

His men applauded, and my knife fell from mid-air to the ground as the cheers fell. He only glanced at it, and his gun arrived again, running towards my limbs, and I think he was probably trying to cripple me first, and then bring me back to torture me when I couldn't move.

I let go of the shot, he went further, and then another shot, I took three steps back, and he went further. I only lit two or three shots, my steps were a mess, how can this man walk compared to a horse, he rode a horse and walked easily enough for me to stride for a long time, I retreated three and he entered one, the weapon was long and dangerous, and after a few moves I had been scraped with blood from the barbs under his gun. It's just that it's all skin trauma, and it hurts a lot even if it's like this.

I think if I continue to fight like this, I should be killed by him before half a pillar of incense has time. His servant shouted: "I don't know what is interesting, and I don't know where I come from, I dare to show off in front of our concubine." "

When I heard it, it was no wonder that Bai Wuchang dared to run rampant in the township, it turned out to be the same family of this son-in-law, but I don't know what the relationship between this son-in-law and Kebineng is, and whether Bai Wuchang is subordinate or related to this concubine. The former can still mediate, but the latter is not a common one.

I shouted to him anxiously: "You don't have a good horse, you are a bare-handed person who is wearing a horse and bullying me."

He was stunned for a moment, not expecting me to say this about him, so he took hold of the reins, smiled gloomily, reached out and picked up the knife that I had fallen far away and returned it to me, and turned over and dismounted.

He slammed it to the ground, and it was obvious that he was very heavy, several times larger than I don't know. He held the gun and shook it diagonally, intending to make a move.

I picked up my knife and perked myself up, thinking that I would have to hold on for a few more rounds anyway, and that I might try to trick him out of my horse, but I couldn't dig a hole for myself and bury myself.

I took the initiative to catch up and snatched a few knives in a row, but he pushed away left and right with a gun. The weapon was indeed stained, and I risked my life to fight, but compared to him, I was much more clumsy, because I was always around his gun, and he was never in the range of the two of us.

He sensed that there was nothing special about my sword, and he unleashed his marksmanship and thrust up and down. Someone else's gun head under the red tassel as a complex, afraid that the weapon will pierce into the enemy's body too deep to pull out the next battle, this person is good, under the head of the gun iron several rows of barbed wolf tooth nails, both as a complex and as a mace to smash people, the key is to add a set of hook and sickle gun to the gun road, you can clamp the human weapon at every turn, really distressed.

Sure enough, I was bitten by his wolf tooth nail again, and when I saw that he was about to flip his wrist, I followed with my force, kicked hard under my feet, and pushed him backwards. He took a few steps back, and suddenly unloaded the force, and I threw myself out, and he put the gun back and handed it forward, and I felt a cold piece under my neck, thinking that the head of the gun had already followed closer, and if I slowed down a little longer, my life would be gone.

As soon as I flicked the hilt of my sword, the back of the knife fell backwards into the barrel of the gun, and his gun grazed my left ear, and his face was hot, thinking that it had been scraped by the mace. He pulled his gun back and held it, and I tightened my grip on the knife, and the two of them moved sideways to the left and right, and then prepared for the next round of competition.

I found that whenever I used the knife, the more deliberately I used the knife quickly, the more the knife seemed to be rusty, and the more it struck, the heavier it became, and after a while, I lost the opportunity and fell into passivity, so that I didn't taste the sweetness of these martial arts competitions. But just now I suddenly realized that whenever I don't use the knife well, especially in some dangerous moments without thinking, my casual knife technique often has unexpected benefits.

I tried to integrate this knife throwing technique into my knife technique without knife skills, first cautiously stepped forward and slashed twice, and then threw a backhand knife, the gun will be on guard against the left and right roads, after all, my knife path is only so narrow. But he never thought that I would fall off his shoulder and smash it so hard.

He was startled and I was also startled, we staggered ten steps to check each, I found out that because the technique is not familiar, although the knife just now is tricky and unexpected, but with the opposite technique, the position that fell is the back of my knife, otherwise he must have a big hole in his shoulder now.

The gun will be a little incredible, stabbing left and right twice, and it will take me in the heart. My fingers pinched the iron ring of the ring knife, and threw it back, the knife turned half a circle around the spearman's wolf tooth nail, and I followed the knife to follow the iron spear forward, the gun general hurriedly changed his move, I held the knife firmly, and pulled the knife through, the gun general screamed, and a bloody cut was made in the chest.