Zhao Ziyun evaded the situation. He was at a critical juncture. He was brave and dared to be a master of art. He swung the scimitar to the top of his head. The opponent's long sword "cang" hit the center of the blade, took the opportunity to fly, and pounced on Lu Zhuoyi's eyebrows. Kick it.
Lu Zhuoyi hurriedly changed his tricks, avoiding the kick that others seemed inevitable amidst the thunder and lightning.
The two were evenly matched, swords and swords fought, and they fought for more than a hundred rounds.
Lu Zhuoyi couldn't fight for a long time, and his heart moved, and he shouted: "Everyone, let's take down Zhao Ziyun, the rebel!"
Everyone is you look at me, I look at you, what should I do, they are indecisive, so they hesitate to move forward.
Lu Zhuoyi said angrily: "Wait for the pussies, Zhao Lao'er is not dead at this moment, and will get in the way when we snatch the Jinghong hairpin. Does everyone not want the Jinghong hairpin?"
When everyone heard it, they thought that capturing the Jinghong hairpin should be the top priority at this moment!
Among the crowd on the spot, most of them were selfish about Jinghong hairpins, and knew that a hairpin would be available in the world. What should I not have then
A small number of righteous people thought that if the Jinghong hairpin falls into the hands of foreign enemies in Fanbang, the enemy gets the treasure in the hairpin and raises troops to sweep the world, and Jin will also suffer from the fish. Instead of this, it would be better to pinch the Jinghong hairpin in your own hands, and let Jin be the master of the world.
At the moment, I can't care about the morality, right and wrong, and the thin-faced people. The swords and swords are all out to surround Zhao Ziyun in Gai Xin.
Zhao Ziyun is one of the best martial arts masters in Shanxi, but when the tiger falls into the pile of evil dogs, how can it be cheaper? It was because of his skill that he was besieged by these dozens of people, and he was immediately vulnerable. There were a few swords in his body, blood flowed, and his life was almost lost.
Lu Zhuoyi picked up a ready-made, hehe sneered, the long sword was unsheathed, and his backhand swept across, cutting Zhao Ziyun's throat.
In a blink of an eye, Zhao Ziyun lost his life on the spot, but at this moment, he heard "dangdang" several times in unison, and the long sword in Lu Zhuoyi's hand was opened by several weapons at the same time.
Lu Zhuoyi glared at several people and said, "What are you doing?"
One of them said: "Brother Ziyun and us are not the same, but they are not wicked people. How can we kill them? Let's tie them up and imprison them, as long as he doesn't stop us from seizing the hairpins."
Then more than a dozen people persuaded.
Lu Zhuoyi saw that today he insisted on killing Zhao Ziyun, which would inevitably arouse public anger, and his future plans would be detrimental to the overall situation. He took the sword into its sheath and said loudly to everyone with the back of his hand: "Bring the traitor to Mo Wentian, Mo Xiyan!"
Someone immediately tied Zhao Ziyun and tied it to a pillar on the side.
Not long after, two men, one old and one young, were tied up and escorted into the hall by four Shenlong Gang disciples. The old man has a thin face and a fierce face, his eyes are as bright as electricity, but Mo Wentian; the young man has a face like a crown jade, and his elegant appearance is exactly Mo Xiyan.
When they saw Mo's father and son, Xiao Ying and Bai Ruoxue were overjoyed and secretly said, "They are finally alive!"
The two lay on the roof, each breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at each other, and then looked into the hall again.
I saw Mo Xiyan's expression bleak, and she kept yelling and asking: "Sister Bai, where is she? I want to see her, I want to see her..."
He shouted, but saw everyone in front of him sneer, and they didn't answer.
He looked apprehensive, looked around, and muttered: "Did they treat Junior Sister Bai... Junior Sister Bai... No, Junior Sister Bai will be very clean, and she won't be able to obey them... If she doesn't, wouldn't she..."
Bai Jun's face gradually turned into a dead gray. He wanted to come to Bai Ruoxue so much that he couldn't find her at this moment, just because she had already suffered misfortune.
He turned his gaze to Lu Zhuoyi and tremblingly said, "You... You killed her, didn't you? Or you..."
The words were still in the air, and there was a sniff on the spot, and someone sneered: "The boy named Mo, he is dead, how can he be so hopeless? Don't lose our man's face!"
Someone laughed and said, "His fiancee Bai Xiaomao, that charming face, and that hot temper is really tickling. Hey, if you have to be with her, hey... That one night romance is dead. That's worth it!"
Bai Ruoxue just saw that Mo Xiyan was anxious about herself, and her whole person became confused and uneasy, and she was angry and uncomfortable in her heart. At this moment, he heard the man's foul language again, and without slamming his breath, he stretched his feet into the hole in the roof, and he jumped down, but Xiao Ying held him back.
At this time, someone else could hear: "Oh, pitiful, the beautiful fiancee was snatched away, and I have to go to the guillotine!" He said pitifully, but with a sneer. See the meaning of sympathy.
Bai Ruoxue blushed on the roof with a big neck, her chest rising and falling, her eyes staring at Xiao Ying and said: "If you don't save people at this time, when will you wait? The smelly man's mouth is not clean, I fight with them..."
Fearing to be heard, Xiao Ying hurriedly stretched out her right hand to press her delicate lips, and whispered: "This is not a time of anger, nor is it a time to save people. I rushed in. With my martial arts, I can save the Mo family. Father and son, I have to take you to a peaceful retreat, not sure."
Bai Ruoxue couldn't be more angry, and wanted to say anything more, Xiao Ying stretched her index finger to her lips and gave a "hush". She was not allowed to make any more gestures, and she looked solemn, and Bai Ruoxue couldn't allow Bai Ruoxue to make any more excuses.
Although Bai Ruoxue was upset and uneasy, she swallowed softly and watched Xiao Ying no longer speak.
At this moment, Mo Xiyan seemed to be mad, and shouted: "You nonsense, you nonsense, who can take away Junior Sister Bai, you must be the one who forced her to fail and killed her. I'm fighting with you..." With his brows turned, he was glaring at the crowd, but he was helplessly tied up with five flowers, unable to move his hands and feet.
At this moment someone said loudly: "Mo Xiyan, you useless man. You passed out yesterday, and your charming little beauty was taken away by Xiao Ying's little thief. Think about it, Xiao The kid in the shadow is very wicked, and your fiancee is handsome and beautiful, and has a charming look. This hungry wolf has met the little fat sheep, and the thief has met the big beauty. Where can you get better? "
These people are really bad-minded, and they don't seem to drive Mo Xiyan to go crazy and will never give up.
The voice of this person just fell off, and some people leaned in their mouths and said again: "Furthermore, even if the white girl is not a thief like Xiao Ying, in this world, who can get a beauty like your sister Bai? Intrigued? As the saying goes, heroes are saddened by beauty, and you are a hero who is benevolent and heroic. How can you still control your beauties like your junior sister?"
Someone answered his mouth and said, "Speaking again, even though Xiao Ying's little thief acted pervertedly, he looks like a dragon, and there is no way to find a second person in the world. Your junior sister Bai was robbed by him. When she left, he didn’t need to be strong. She saw that he looked better than you. Since ancient times, heroes saved beautiful women and devoted themselves to heroes. She was moved by her heart and took the initiative to lose herself to him, which is also expected. Things."
Finally someone said: "Well, in short, your junior sister is a sheep into the mouth of a tiger, even if you can save your life and be innocent, then don't think about it. I would like to advise you, if you will seek to seize the position of Shanxi Wulin League leader, and conspiracy to seize it. This matter of the world has been evoked from the ground up. If you are so happy, you can spare your life. Especially your comrade Xiao Ying, his daily life needs to be clarified so that we can find it early. Your Junior Sister Bai. If you know the whereabouts of Jinghong Hairpin, that would be even better!"
Hearing these babblings, Mo Xiyan's face became more and more bleak, and he knelt on his knees with a bang. For a moment, the world was indifferent, and his mind was blank.
Mo Wentian was tied to the side. Seeing Aiko's painful appearance, his heart was already cut by a knife. He knelt on his knees and said with tears: "Yan'er, is it worth this for a woman? Love in the world? Love is like a mirrored flower, like a passing smoke, why do you take it too seriously? If we can survive the snow-capped mountains, Daddy will look for you a girl from another family, and it will definitely be no worse than the white girl."
Mo Xiyan's eyes are dim with tears, his face is gray, and his throat muffled and muffled: "Daddy, do you think we can go out alive? Right now, life is better than death, and my heart hurts. Even if these people with human face and animal heart don't kill Yan'er, Yan'er can hardly survive. It's just that Daddy, you white-haired people send black-haired people, Yan'er can't bear it..." He was crying again.
Mo Wentian yelled: "Yan'er, you can't do this, you won't be able to cheer up, don't let people look at our jokes!"
Lu Zhuoyi laughed and said in a hoarse voice: "You father and son are always treacherous. They sing and harmonize in order to win the sympathy of others. Am I right? How can you deceive people with this trick?"
After finishing talking, he turned his head and glared at Zhao Ziyun who was tied to the pillar, then turned his head back and sneered: "Since Mr. Zhao said he wouldn't kill you, but he was not in a hurry, everyone said yes or no?"
Immediately someone yelled: "These two are incredibly slippery, can they not be killed right away? What kind of green onion is the surname Zhao, why should we listen to him?"
Immediately, someone echoed, and one after another pointed the finger at Zhao Ziyun.
No matter how much Zhao Ziyun can bear it, he gritted his teeth and cursed at this moment: "Lu Zhuoyi, you venomous old man, you are doing evil things by yourself, but you are here to fan the flames. You are tricking the country, you tell me Zhao Ziyun. Can't come out?"
But he always thought, not to kill Mo's father and son, it is indeed his own heart, Lu Zhuoyi is nothing more than to create a gap between himself and the martial arts, and this is what makes trouble. As the so-called sin, there is nothing wrong with it. You only need to uphold the right way, but you are not afraid of others' words going to the sky.
Slightly regained his mind, he boldly said to the people: "Lu Zhuoyi is a wolf ambition, you wait for right and wrong, open your eyes, and blindly help you to abuse, do you want this traitor to take the martial arts up and down, sell his brains to the Khitan dog thief, let us lose one by one Can you wake up if you lose your head?"