The weather is gloomy, and there is light rain drifting in the air, and the dense piece seems like a needle thread shuttles between the sky and the earth. Vertex Novel Updates Fastest
The overcast clouds were a little low but not oppressive, and the air was filled with moisture, which wet the noses of pedestrians.
On the banks of the Weishui River outside Xianyang City, a man wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat was standing there, with a slender black sword without a grid on his waist.
The shadow of the bamboo hat covered the man's face, and the rainwater slid down the bamboo hat and dripped on the ground.
The surface of the river is connected by water splashes, and the rain splashes and falls on it.
The coir raincoat was slightly blown by the wind, revealing the white clothes inside. It was a filial piety dress, which was inexplicably strange.
"It's raining all the time." Gu Nan pressed the brim of his bamboo hat, looked up, and saw countless drops of rain falling in midair.
Why is she here
It can only be said that even if King Qin Yingji died, he couldn't let her relax. The secret guard of the Wang family sent her a secret edict on the day King Qin passed away.
The arrangement made by the King of Qin earlier required her and the trapped camp to perform the duties of the imperial army and take care of the security before this generation of the King of Qin came to power.
King Qin passed away, Prince An Guojun Yingzhu of Qin would mourn for one year and then succeed to the throne.
Now the thousands of people in the battle have been scattered in every corner of Xianyang City, and she is responsible for intercepting the people from the Jianghu who heard the news or heard the profit.
Heroes use martial arts to violate the ban, and now that Xianyang is depressed, all countries will inevitably take action.
According to the secret guard's news, there will be a group of people on the Weishui River today.
And she, either let them go back, or let them disappear.
Crackling, the sound of the rain was one piece, a little disturbing.
The rain affected the line of sight, blurring everything in the distance.
I don't know how long Gu Nan stood by the river. Just when she was about to doubt the ability of the secret guard of the Wang family, a ferry boat loomed on the Weishui River at the end of the water and sky.
The sound of the rain became heavier.
When the ferry docked, three people got off the boat, a boatman, a commoner swordsman, and an old man.
The three of them didn't seem to notice Gu Nan who was standing by the river, and tied up the boat.
The civilian swordsman said indifferently: "When you enter Xianyang City, each depends on his ability."
"Naturally." The boatman didn't say much, and the old man just smiled with narrowed eyes.
The three were about to leave.
"Thirty-first, thirty-two, thirty-three"
A cool voice came from the side, reciting softly, as if counting something.
The three of them were all startled and turned around suddenly.
Only then did I discover the man in coir raincoat standing by the river.
The man had been standing there just now, and they didn't even notice it.
The coir raincoat and bamboo hat made it difficult to see the man's appearance and figure clearly, and the only thing that people could notice was probably the sword on the man's waist.
It doesn't look like a sword at all, it looks like a black stick in the scabbard.
"Heh." The boatman held the bamboo pole in his hand, smiled, and there was no abnormality on his face: "Sir, do you want to cross the river or take a boat?"
The commoner swordsman and the old man stood aside and nothing happened, but the commoner swordsman's hand was already on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
Under the bamboo hat, there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at them. I don't know if it was because of the rain that made them feel cold all over.
"You leave now, I won't kill you."
The words have been spoken.
The commoner swordsman's expression became cold, and the scars on his face were wrinkled, quite ferocious.
"Your Excellency really think that you alone can be the three of us?"
"Ah"
The coir raincoat man let out a sigh: "Can't we talk?"
"Huh!" It was the bamboo pole in the boatman's hand that responded to her.
The long pole hovered, causing the raindrops to scatter, and the energy visible to the naked eye surged on the two-meter-long bamboo pole, twisting in the rain like a snake's body.
But in the blink of an eye, she had already rushed to the front of the coir raincoat, and the strong wind blew up her bamboo hat slightly, revealing her calm expression below.
Behind the bamboo pole was a long sword. The sword of the commoner swordsman hummed and flew out of the scabbard.
The sword cut through the rain, cutting the drop in two.
The bamboo pole was about to touch the man's throat, and the sword had already pierced her coir raincoat.
Only the coir raincoat has moved.
Putting his hand on the sword at his waist, the "black stick" was pulled out, and the light of the sword suddenly made people feel cold.
When the light and shadow disappeared, the man in coir raincoat was already standing behind the boatman and the cloth swordsman, with his sword drawn.
The bamboo pole in the boatman's hand broke into two pieces, and the other piece was thrown high into the air, turned a few times in mid-air, and stuck in the soil beside it.
His throat was cut open, blood splashed all over the floor, and was still flowing out, his expression was incredulous, a mouthful of blood spilled from his mouth, and he fell heavily to the ground.
The face of the commoner swordsman was covered with drops of water, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or rain.
The clothes on the chest were torn apart, and a faint line of blood appeared on the skin inside.
His sword was slower than the boatman's bamboo pole for a moment, saving his life.
If he had to describe the sword of the man in coir raincoat just now, there would be only one word, quick. It was so fast that the boatman couldn't see it, and neither could he.
They all only saw the man in coir raincoat draw out his sword, and then heard the sound of withdrawing the sword.
The sword light flashed through the scabbard of the Wuge black sword, and he was in it for only a moment, and at that moment, it seemed that the world was darkened, leaving only the sword light.
"Clang." The swordsman's sword fell, and he sat slumped in the muddy water, panting heavily.
The old man among the three did not make a move until he saw the sword of the man in coir raincoat, the smile on his face faded, and he stood there with his hands behind his back.
"Sir, do you really want to block us?" The old man looked at the coir raincoat, and when the wind blew by, he saw the white robe under the coir raincoat.
Careful in the eyes.
"The old man may recognize you."
"Oh?" The man in coir raincoat turned to look at him, "Why?"
"Dai Mian travels, swordsmanship is unparalleled, among the people of Qin, there should be only one person."
Speaking of this, the old man lightly possessed himself: "The old man has seen the general who fell into battle."
"Well, it's me." The man in coir raincoat nodded as a acknowledgment, and asked again: "Then can you leave?"
"No, let the old man have a try."
The figure of the old man disappeared in the blink of an eye.
An invisible figure stood in front of him, pulling out a dagger in his hand.
The old man's speed is also very fast.
A drop of rain fell from between the two, and the transparent water droplets reflected the figures of the two.
Time is like a freeze frame.
The next moment, the man in coir raincoat disappeared into the rain.
A trace of bewilderment flashed across the old man's stern eyes.
Then he leaned back, a wound pierced through his upper body, blood splashed, as if the rain had been dyed into red ashes.
"boom!"
Seeing the death of the old man, the commoner swordsman was terrified in his eyes, couldn't bear it any longer, like a madman, ran away screaming, and jumped into the Weishui.
"Thirty-first, thirty-two, thirty-three."
Gu Nan put away his sword, straightened the bamboo hat on his head, never looked back, and walked away step by step with the Wuge long sword on his waist.