After the crazy woman was chased by Chen Zoutou and the others, her words were mixed, and no useful information came out. It didn't take long for her to be exhausted, she squinted her turbid eyes and climbed onto the tattered bed, and fell asleep.
Chen Zhaotou and his party couldn't, so they could only wait aside, thinking that it would take a whole night, and when the woman was conscious, she would ask for it as soon as possible.
After a few people ate and drank the food brought by the nearby pub, they fell into a dizzy sleep. The moment they lay down, the food on the swaying table was a mess, the wine jar was swept to the ground, and the mellow wine Fragrance filled the whole house.
A dark shadow flashed into the hut, and the movement was light and ghostly. I saw a cold light across the air, and the poor mad woman lost her life when she was awakened by the aroma of wine, ending this tragic life.
In the darkness of the night, the wind was blowing under the feet of a maid, hurried along the winding corridor, and knocked on the door of Mrs. Shangguan.
"Madam, this is an urgent letter from the yamen." The maid held the envelope with both hands and stepped aside, hiding in the shadows.
Mrs. Shangguan unfolded the letter and glanced at it, all the contents were reflected in the deep eyes. He closed his eyes and covered all the emotions flowing in his eyes under his lids. It took a long time to slowly open it, the corners of his lips tugged invisibly, and he rolled up the letter paper and placed it on the candlelight.
"Iron knife."
"Yes." The fat-waisted iron saber stepped forward, waiting for Mrs. Shangguan's orders.
"Choose a good player, bring someone to Concubine Jiang's small courtyard, and tell her it's my order."
"Yes."
After Tie Dao left, Mrs. Shangguan turned around and returned to the bedside and sat alone, as if she was thinking about something.
[Xinghe Inn] Outside:
The figures of Yan Xuhuan and Zhang Yutang flickered swiftly, and when the two long swords clashed, a crisp "dangdang" sound was heard, accompanied by dazzling sparks. Both of them showed no mercy, and tried their best to use up what they had learned to defeat the other.
At the moment of the mistake, Zhang Yutang said, "Given time, you will be famous all over the world." The tone was full of admiration and admiration, mixed with deep regret.
"Fame is not a kind of shackles, I think, Brother Zhang, you have a great understanding." After the two staggered, Yan Xuhuan quickly turned around and swung out a palm, which happened to meet Zhang Yutang's thunderous palm.
Both of them were shaken away by the other's internal force, and they each retreated a few feet away before they were able to stabilize their bodies and stop their backward steps.
"It seems that the girl has the confidence to escape?"
"No, it's not confidence, it's that I will definitely not lose."
While speaking, the two of them ran for a few steps, and they were already in the air to fight. One person's moves are fierce and open and close; the other person's moves are feminine and light, and the angles are tricky.
Compared with ordinary people, Yan Xuhuan's internal strength is much higher than that of ordinary people, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a martial arts prodigy. But when he met Zhang Yutang, the god of killing, he gradually showed a downward trend as the waning moon moved westward. As Zhang Yutang said, if Yan Xuhuan is given another ten years, her martial arts attainments will definitely surpass him at this time, and she will even create a legend in the arena.
It is a pity that she has no chance to grow up; it is even more pity that a dazzling star will be destroyed by Zhang Yutang himself.
The cold light of the sword's edge flashed, piercing the leaves flying in the air, and piercing the position of Yan Xuhuan's heart, piercing the clothes. "Dang", the sharp sword can no longer enter the slightest. At the same time, Yan Xuhuan's long sword slashed towards Zhang Yutang's head.
"You lost." Yan Xuhuan sounded with a pleasant voice, Zhang Yutang stared blankly at the sword blade that was resting on his neck, and suddenly smiled.
"Shangguan Dan." Zhang Yutang's long sword was blocked by the invulnerable soft armor, so he took advantage of the situation and patted her sword-carrying arm. "When hostile, showing mercy is a taboo."
Yan Xuhuan's arm was hit by the sword, and he felt that his bones were about to shatter, and the sword almost flew away.
Suppressing the bloody smell in his throat, he changed the saber to his left hand, and his eyes shone brightly, even more dazzling than the stars dotted in the sky at this moment. For a while, Zhang Yutang was stunned, deeply attracted by the brilliance she radiated.
"But as a killer, cherishing your life is also a taboo." Yan Xuhuan's long sword swept across, bringing a gust of wind, and already rushed up again.
Zhang Yutang remembered that he could indeed pick up her throat with the blade of his sword just now, but he changed his move because of the blade sticking to his neck.
"Maybe it's because Zhang is afraid of death."
When a killer said the word "fear of death", he didn't know whether to be glad or regret. But this is definitely a blessing for Yan Xuhuan.
"No, you and I bet a game tonight."
Hearing this, Zhang Yutang's swordsmanship slowed down and his murderous aura was relieved a little. The two exchanged moves while chatting, and there was an atmosphere of old friends exchanging martial arts.
"Okay, please, Miss Shangguan, what do you want to bet on?"
"I bet you and I will both leave this place alive tonight. After that, Brother Zhang, you will let me be dispatched, can you?"
"Hahaha... ..Okay, Zhang has responded." Zhang Yutang laughed several times, this Shangguan Dan was more and more in line with his heart.
"whoosh"
The sound of arrows breaking through the air.
Zhang Yutang took back the long sword that was slashing down, and cut across a sharp arrow shot from the roof.
After standing still, I did not know when a group of masked people with bows and arrows appeared on the roof of the inn. Just when Zhang Yutang thought it was Yan Xuhuan's backhand, he saw arrows raining all over the sky, and they shot indiscriminately. Oh, I was careless, I was in danger without knowing it.
Yan Xuhuan looked at Zhang Yutang's long and narrow eyes with a cold light, and there was a murderous aura around him. In this way, he really matched his name——Netherworld Killer God.
"Brother Zhang, the game has begun."
Yan Xuhuan danced the long sword in her hand so tightly that thousands of sword shadows formed in front of her, resisting the rain of arrows falling from the sky.
"It seems, Miss Shangguan, you smelled danger early in the morning." Zhang Yutang understood at this moment, it must be Shangguan's insight into the crisis, that he would unknowingly transfer the target person first, even at the expense of himself. As bait, hold the malicious person in place.
"Yes, this shopkeeper and I have been friends since the beginning of the year. Every time I pass by this place, he takes care of him. However, when I entered the store today, I didn't see him, and even the little brother who ran the hall didn't know him."
Zhang Yutang sighed secretly at her carefulness, but still said, "Perhaps, the shopkeeper has sold the store?"
Yan Xuhuan's subordinates kept moving, shook his head and said, "I have an appointment with the shopkeeper. If he is a shopkeeper, he will definitely leave a message. Furthermore, to make a line-by-line mark, it will be the shopkeeper and the running hall of the smiling Buddha today. Little buddy, although you have learned ten percent of the external behavior of the characters, it is only superficial and has no charm."
If it wasn't for the arrow rain of a group of rats at this moment, Zhang Yutang really wanted to applaud Yan Xuhuan's wisdom and caution.
"Okay, you have to keep up with my pace." After Zhang Yutang finished speaking, people were already approaching a group of masked men, fighting with swords.
Seeing this, Yan Xuhuan was not far behind, and she had no reason to be slow when it came to harvesting people's heads. The figure gliding like a spring swallow, rushed into the enemy, and when the wrist was flipped, it was the head of a human being.
The way she looked at the moment somehow reminded Zhang Yutang of the butcher in the slaughterhouse with his knife in his hand.
It turned out that under her gentle and polite skin, there was a bloodthirsty soul. This gave Zhang Yutang a subtle sense of fit, as if he had found the only soul partner in this life.
Yan Xuhuan: "Old man, look, it's not that I'm willing to kill, it's just a last resort."
System: "Then why are you excited?"
Yan Xuhuan: "Illusion, illusion."
System: "No, your brainwaves are very honest."
Yan Xuhuan: "Imagination, unbelievable."
The system stopped talking, silently used Yan Xu Huanjian's sword to harvest the cheerful figure of "leeks", played a slight mosaic, and responded to the barrage that roared and removed the mosaic: Yan Yan needs an image.
[Barrage area]:
"No, my Yanyan doesn't need an image."
"Warning system, don't make up your own mind."
"Protest protest, what the hell is mosaic."
"The system is too much, and it's not Luxue Baitutu."
"One person's blood book, remove the mosaic."
"Ten thousand people's blood book, remove the mosaic, and return the little squeak that my family Yanyan secretly poked."
"..."
The system remained silent, staring blankly at the floating barrage, killing Mosaic.
[Inside the Shangguan Mansion]:
In a certain room in the lower room of the Shangguan Mansion, through a row of carefully cultivated green plants, the back of a young man can be vaguely seen, who is holding a pen at the desk, splashing ink and sketching the whimsical thoughts in his heart.
A masked man was standing behind him, bowing his head respectfully and reporting: "Eldest young master, according to your instructions, the mad woman has been removed."
"What's going on at the Yamen?"
"It's just that the yamen handed a letter to Mrs. Shangguan, explaining what happened after Chen Zhaotou met the mad woman."
Hearing the words, the man paused, and the ink instantly smeared on the rice paper, dipping into a black cloud.
Seeing that the man didn't speak, the masked man said, "Would you like to find an opportunity other than Mrs. Shangguan?"
The man spread out a new piece of rice paper, re-run the brush, and sketched elegant lines. A few brush strokes have already taken shape, and after the painting is completed, it will be a heroic woman.
Just when the masked man thought that the man would not speak again, an elegant and easy-going voice came from his ears: "If you can avoid the people around her, you can give it a try."
The masked man was so ashamed that he lowered his head even lower.
"Where is Shangguan Dan, how is the arrangement?"
"Everything is under control, please rest assured, young master."
"Okay, let's go down."
"Yes."
The coming and going of the masked man was like an ordinary breeze, not disturbing anyone in the mansion.
[Barrage area]:
"Yan Yan be careful, there are needles."
"Ah, Yan Yan is in danger."
"..."
"Get out of the way."
When Yan Xuhuan noticed the barrage, she suddenly felt a pain in her back. With the movement of her body, she felt that a thin needle was embedded in the flesh. Amplitude fluctuates.
"There are hidden weapons, be careful."
After being reminded by Yan Xuhuan, Zhang Yutang was distracted to pay attention to the surroundings, but seeing her reluctantly frowning, he immediately patted off the entangled masked people and flew to come to relieve the siege.
"How does it hurt?"
When Yan Xuhuan opened her mouth to say that the silver needle was poisonous, her eyes caught an extremely small silver light. At this moment, Zhang Yutang was swinging his sword to block the stabbing swords, and his back was wide open. Without thinking too much, he directly moved his body laterally to block the silver needle.
"Clang." The soft armor on the chest helped Yan Xuhuan block the next blow again.
"Thank you."
Zhang Yutang's pressure is doubled at this moment, and his brothers have not made a sound since the beginning, and they are more fortunate than expected, maybe they have set foot on Huangquan one step ahead of time to explore the road.
And these ant-like masked people came on the bench one after another, endlessly. The most embarrassing thing is that the villain who hides in the horns and puts hidden weapons is simply impossible to guard against.
"Drive, drive..." On the street, a group of sturdy men galloped on their horses, the clatter of hooves resounding in the restless night.
Yan Xuhuan squinted her eyes and took a closer look at the moonlight. She recognized the two leading people, and one of them was terribly familiar.