"Love to fight?" Shen Yiren never thought that this word would be used on girls.
"What about this girl... Although she looks pretty, she is like my master thief. But her temperament is almost exactly the same as that of my wife. In addition to being good at fighting grievances, drinking, fighting, and shaking the dice is also a must.
She was spoiled by my master again, and she was not restricted from doing anything. Find someone to fight for three days. And it's endless, until you win. Just because he couldn't beat me all the time, I heard that he was still looking for me when he got down the mountain.
Shen Yiren was dizzy for a while, thinking that the six disciples of Daluoshan's generation really have their own characteristics, and none of them are fuel-efficient lamps. No wonder Ye Luobao has been able to break out the huge Wanerlai in Hangzhou Wulin in a few years, and he can't help being a little interested in the head of Daluoshan, who teaches students according to their aptitude.
Suddenly turning his head and thinking again, picking up the inkstone is a snap!
"Ming Feizhen, you are scolding me for drinking and fighting! Bring your face here!"
In the woods, Shen Yiren didn't care at all because of Xia'er's explicit hostility, and smiled. "Actually, I've wanted to see you for a long time, Xia'er."
The Xiaolou girl didn't buy it at all, and rolled her eyes. "Am I familiar with you? Why do you call me that?"
Shen Yiren sneered: "What you said to your senior brother is exactly the same." Not to mention, Ming Xiaolou's pretty face suddenly sank when he mentioned it, and his face was full of suffocation.
"Okay, how dare you mention my brother! He left the good Daluoshan Sect Master and didn't do it, and Yeluo Fortress was inappropriate, but he wanted to join your six gates.
I thought your six doors were inlaid with gold or something. It's only been the case for the past two days. How on earth did you kidnap my brother to your place? Did you trick him with something delicious? "
After listening to this series of words, Shen Yiren only felt amused, but she couldn't help but be a little surprised. "Do you really call me brother?"
Xia'er was even more surprised B "You call my brother Feizhen
Ming Feizhen has no father or mother, and is an orphan who was adopted and raised by Ming Huayu. He and Ming Xiaolou are like brothers and sisters. Among the six disciples, she is the only one who treats Ming Feizhen not as a senior brother, but as a real brother.
But Shen Yiren actually called Ming Feizhen by his first name!
According to Ming Xiaolou's careful observation in the past two days, Shen Yiren is a woman who has always been serious and serious towards people, and she is not rude to anyone. But Ming Fei is really just her subordinate, is she so intimate that she can call her by her first name? There must be something tricky!
...But what did he like about this woman? Ming Xiaolou looked at Shen Yiren, and said to herself that this woman should be gentle but not gentle, and she should have a good appearance... that is to say, she should be above average, and then she should be more than a few times, and she should have a figure. ... Light suddenly condensed on a pair of great things that broke through the sky. Immediately noticed that the 'real murderer' was in front of him.
Thanks to himself, he has been lurking among this group of people to find the reason for Mingfeizhen's fall. He is really too young and ignorant. It's clearly in front of you that you can't ignore it! !
---This woman is the enemy! !
Shen Yiren was speechless and said with a smile: "Humph! So you are the 'murderer'!" "What are you talking about
"Stop pretending, you can subdue the third and fourth senior brothers. It must be that my brother was deceived, and taught you some secret method." I won't deny it.
Xia'er was a little murmured in her heart, and tentatively said: "Then what did he say to me?"
"He said, you are very similar to me. If you have something to say, you will fight if you have a fight." Xia'er was relieved when she heard that it seemed that no information was leaked. So what are you going to do with me? "
"Your brother has already said it so clearly, it's very simple, isn't it
Shen Yiren suddenly pulled out a waist-bound soft sword from his waist, with a sword in his hand, with a completely different momentum.
"There's no need to babble, just fight directly, who wins and who's listening, isn't it simple and clear
Fighting intent surged in his eyes, like a strong wind shaking the leaves of a forest, and the corner of his mouth raised a somewhat provocative smile.
'Something, beat me.
Chapter 67 Yizhen Shop (3)
For the fifteen ghosts under Baimu, Xiuyu City was not an unfamiliar place.
The people of Xiacang are simple and simple, and even the merchants are mainly merchants. And service-oriented businesses such as restaurants, bathhouses, theaters, and music clubs are far less versatile than those of the Central Plains. These are still the most prosperous business in Xiuyu City.
Therefore, not only when they are on a mission, but also when they have nothing to do and take a vacation, they will also come to repair the fish city to relax and have fun like ordinary people. In particular, the girl who accompanied the wine in the restaurant made a delicate call of 'uncle', but the person who was really sweet couldn't even draw a knife.
They were very familiar with Xiuyu City, and it was a piece of cake to sneak into a Central Plains firm in the busiest area. Even during the day.
The five ghosts are all well-trained warriors who will attack first. They disbanded directly at the door and sneaked in from various places. There is a bit of boldness in the style of action. After all, he has obtained the passphrase from Lord Baimu. Anyone who dares to resist can be killed without mercy. So what's there to worry about. Therefore, the way to enter the house is very simple and rude.
One of the ghosts swaggered into the backyard of the business. He was very skilled, he climbed the wall silently, and when he landed, he only felt a blackness in front of him and then fell into a pool of blood on the ground...
"Senior Brother Three, you know that our Longjing tea leaves are placed in... Hey! Why is there a person on the ground?"
Sima Huai slowly retracted the mace behind his back, and said innocently: "I don't know, I saw something falling from the sky and reached out and gave the mace. You don't know? This is bad, I don't know who it is. .
Before you know it, only four of the five ghosts are left...
---If the adjutant is in their hands, he will definitely not hide it in a conspicuous place. Need to hide and observe carefully.
One of the rather attentive ghosts chose to hide on the roof beam to observe in secret. After a glance, he found that this shop was simply incredible. He was not surprised that there were hundreds of thousands of taels of silver bills in the caravan drawer, or so many valuable goods. What surprised him the most was that there were so many beauties of all sizes helping out in the store! ? And the beauty of each one, some small Jiabiyu, some hearty and generous, some slim, almost made him drool. Especially the girl named 'Su Xiao' who went to the kitchen to help make tea just now, she was born so handsome that her eyes were about to fall off.
"What are you looking at, is it so beautiful
"It's beautiful, it can't be any more beautiful." After the ghost replied intoxicated, only then did he realize that someone had spoken to him? !
Then he was punched hard in the back of the neck. Fortunately, his ability to fight attacks is excellent, and he is slightly dizzy but has not lost his ability to move. Before the other party's strong and powerful arm hounded him like an iron lock, a stomping harrier rolled over and floated into the aisle, and was already in the side yard when he landed. And the man followed.
Looking back, only to find that this man was wearing a naughty pink blind robe, holding a small fan in his hand, with a funny smile. You Gui regretted endlessly, and felt humiliated. As a proud warrior of Xia Cang Anxi, he was hit by such a fool just now.
Long Zaitian squinted his eyes and clenched his fists: "Where are the bold thieves going? With my old dragon here, your bunny with wings is at best a braised chicken wing painted rabbit, and it is sure to enter my old dragon's belly."
…Who are you? "The ghost said as calmly as possible.
"Oh, it's been an amazing year. The thief asked about the rich man. You, Grandpa Long, I'm here to take care of things, so tell me who I am.
At first glance, this person is the head of the martial artist responsible for the safety here. It should be the strongest martial arts master among them, no wonder he has such skills.
The ghost is not afraid at all, and his hand has already grasped the short knife on his waist.
---- In other words, I killed him here. The rest of the brothers can do whatever they want! !
As soon as he kicked on the ground, he accelerated sharply, and almost at the moment when Long Zaitian almost didn't react, he was already killed in front of him. But the knife in his hand has not been swung out for a long time.
The reason was that Long Zaitian had already punched him when he grasped his attacking trajectory. The ghost's speed suddenly stopped from the highest speed, and slid to the side, and a puff of white smoke was wiped between the soles of the boots and the ground. The short knife has only been used at this point, and it has been obtained that the dragon is on the flank of the sky.
Long Zaitian was caught off guard, and he never imagined that this person's ability to adapt to the situation was so fast. Leaning back on an iron bridge, his waist stood still, and his right fist was drawn back and ready to punch again. And the ghost fell in the air, turned around, and the speed of the second knife was even faster than the first knife. Long Zaitian couldn't dodge in time, and was cut down, blood flowing.
This was the first time Long Zaitian felt the difference between the martial arts of the southern border and the martial arts of the Central Plains.
What this masked lead bird thief used could not be regarded as martial arts or combat skills. It's just a reasonable judgment based on his physical abilities and experience. In other words, although similar to a beast, it is a beast with intelligence. For a long time, I have always heard that the warriors in the southern border are like beasts whose physical abilities are far stronger than those of humans, and they understand how humans fight. So far you know the meaning.
The ghost licked the short knife in his hand, and the smell of blood made him even more excited.
"You're not as powerful as you say, why don't you... surrender?" They were fighters. In addition to combat skills, he is also proficient in persuading surrender.
But the big man in pink in front of him smiled, suddenly grabbed the collar, tore his clothes and tore his clothes.
"It's very interesting! The old dragon has wanted to fight fiercely for a long time! Come on, continue!!" In his eyes, there was a brilliance similar to that of a beast.
The ghost was silent for a while, then bowed, turned and fled from the courtyard wall.