Meng Changan shook his head helplessly: "Your old man is valuable, but it is not your own decision."

"I?"

Chu Jianlian was stunned: "Old man?"

He snorted, turned around and flew down from the pavilion, leaving without even looking at Meng Chang'an. Meng Chang'an thought to himself what this is called...

The woman with a long whip smiled: "Ningren is really strange, why don't you stay and help you? It's a pity that you are so beautiful, one beats three, I don't think you can win."

Meng Changan looked at the black thread knife in his arms and sighed: "It is indeed rare to hit three."

The woman smiled and said, "Then you would kneel down and lick it-my feet, I can keep you."

Meng Changan actually nodded: "Okay."

Then step forward.

The bald head of the giant sword rushed over from behind. When the man was at least three or four steps away from Meng Chang'an, the giant sword was raised horizontally. The sword was too long, but it was still impossible to be as long as three or four steps. But he swept the sword out and the sword suddenly slowed down after reaching a certain position, and his man was thrown over by the giant sword. The man kicked his feet hard towards Meng Chang'an's chest in the air. This movement was smooth and contrary to common sense. The reason why the swordsman was a swordsman was of course because he used a sword as a weapon, but his sword technique was to use himself as a weapon.

With a snap.

The moment when the feet were about to kick Meng Changan's chest, Meng Changan seemed to move a little as if he was suddenly enlightened, but he avoided the feet just right, still holding his knife with his right hand, and stretched out his left hand to grab one of the bald feet's ankles. With a light bang, the ankles were clenched firmly.

Bang!

Bang bang bang bang...

After several muffled sounds, the bald man was thrown back and forth by Meng Changan on the ground four or five times, and his head was shrunk. The ground on both sides was covered with blood. Meng Changan threw him four or five times and picked him up and looked at him. The man was soft and there was no vitality in his hands. He seemed to feel that he didn't believe that the person died just like that, and he shook.

The man with big braids and the woman with long skirt immediately retreated, and the two of them changed their faces at the same time.

"Um."

Meng Changan threw the body out casually: "Now it's one to two, and it's finally easier to beat it."

With a whoosh, the long whip rolled towards Meng Changan's neck. This long whip was made of metal and looked like a whole snake bone. The edges of both sides of the whip were sharp like a knife. If it was wrapped around the neck, it could cut off the person's neck with just a slight force.

When the whip flew over, Meng Changan raised his hand and raised the black-line knife. With a bang, the long whip wrapped around his scabbard and failed to wrap his neck. The woman in the long skirt was stunned for a moment, and immediately shook her wrist and wanted to pull the long whip back. Meng Changan held the right hand of the scabbard and pulled it back. The woman in the long skirt immediately rushed towards him. As a last resort, the woman in the long skirt had to let go.

At this moment, Meng Changan did not continue to attack the woman in the long skirt, but immediately turned around and the black thread knife in his hand was unsheathed. At that moment, it seemed that a flash of lightning really blew up the sky.

He suddenly turned around and came out a knife behind him, and the knife fell from top to bottom, making him as skilled as a rainbow.

puff!

The knife was cut from the top of the head and cut out from the crotch. It flashed by, and then another sound of the knife slashed the stone slab on the ground and cut it open directly. The stone slab had a huge defense. At the moment it was cut, the soil pressed under the stone slab sprayed out of the gap.

The soil squirts upwards and blood flows downwards.

The internal organs and blood suddenly fell to the ground, and the blood was so bloody that it was not obvious. No matter how beautiful the person looked, the internal organs were not good even if they were flowing all over the ground.

The man's big braid with a short sword lived in his hands, and his expression was frozen. Although his eyes were getting farther and farther away, his expression was in his eyes.

It was exactly the same, the knife was divided into two from his head to his crotch at that moment, and two corpses fell to the ground, and blood flowed down the hillside, looking particularly bloody. He walked around Meng Changan's back the moment the woman whipped the action, but he didn't expect that Meng Changan would take action so quickly and fiercely.

With a knife, Meng Changan turned around again. The woman in the long skirt with no weapons in her hand rushed to him. He grabbed the woman's neck and raised the man, raised her one arm over her head.

"I like to look up, but I don't like to look down, so I can't kneel down and lick your feet."

Meng Changan walked forward with a man with one arm, bent down and picked up the giant sword from the ground. The giant sword turned half a circle in his left hand. Then he let go of his hand and slapped it down. The hilt of the sword turned and poked it on the stone slab and poked it hard. It was not the tip of the sword but the hilt of the sword. The hilt of the giant sword was very long and far thicker than the hilt of an ordinary long sword. It just seemed to poke into tofu.

"I will be tired if I hold you up. If I change something, I will take you."

After saying this, Meng Changan placed the woman on the giant sword with the tip of the sword facing upwards, with his back facing the tip of the sword. As soon as he let go, the woman wailed in pain. She was really a very beautiful woman, especially in this position, when the long skirt was separated, the two long legs were revealed, white and beautiful, and very slender. However, Meng Changan seemed to be a ruthless person. As his hand was released, the giant sword pierced the woman's back and the front chest. The sword was more than one foot wide. The woman's body slid down, the sword was exposed, and cut from the chest to the lower abdomen.

Meng Changan turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly remembered that if he left like this, wouldn't he lose. So he flipped over the body and found a lot of gold and silver, so he felt that it was easy to make money.

But after thinking that this amount of money is indeed far from enough for Chu Jianlian to price, so he is not happy anymore.

About four or five miles away from this place, just two streets away from Cha Ye's residence, a young man in a long gown put down his eyes and often let out a breath: "Sure enough, it's right to use three idiots to test it first."

He put his clairvoyance on the table next to him, and his eyes fell outside the window: "It's easy to get close, but it's hard to get in."

Looking back, there were four or five corpses undulating in the room. They were from the Tianji Piao number and were on guard around Cha Ye's residence, but it was obvious that the few of them were killed before they could even give warnings.

"It should be too late for us to go now, those two masters are on the opposite mountain."

Another man whispered: "At this time, there are only Shen Chayan and two children in the yard."

"You underestimate them."

The young man smiled and said, "If Shen Chayan was so easily caught or killed, don't you think she had died many times? The people who sneaked into Ningguo have been attacked by the Tingwei Mansion, and the people who wrote to the master can still find one of them accurately, which is enough to show that almost all of our people are exposed. This shows how terrible people in Ningren are. How could people not be rigorous to find so many of our people? So there must be masters nearby, and they are not as sloppy as you think."

The young man said, "Clean the house, and there will be people who change their guards soon. Don't let others clean up the house, it's impolite."

A group of men in black under him immediately moved and carried the bodies downstairs one by one. The floor of the inn downstairs was full of dead people, including residents and the inn owner's family. The bodies were piled on the first floor and covered with bed sheets. The men in black actually brought water to clean the stairs and floors. If they were following others, they would certainly not do such things, but with that person, they dared not even have any doubts.

He was the most beloved disciple of the national master, and the only one who was named the heir of the head sect by the national master. Not only was he scary, he also had a cleanliness obsession. Wherever he walked, there should not be any dirty stains on his shoes. In the room where he was

It must be neat and not messy. If you see these, you will be irritated. If you are irritated, you will be very cruel to kill people when you are irritated.

His name is Pu Yue, and his name is taken by Xin Feng Yue.

"Let's go."

Pu Yue turned around and said, "I gave up, I won't go this time."

He walked out of the inn and walked out openly like a resident, while the others were all swept out through the back window. After leaving the door, he suddenly became interested. He did not go back and meet his subordinates, but walked towards the street in front. He walked forward with his hands behind his back, looking left and right as he walked, as if he liked the scenery here very much.

When he walked to the street in front, he turned towards Cha Ye's residence, but he still walked unhappily, slowly and slowly. When he was about to reach the door, he could not help but have some illusion that such a woman would be really scary? How could a woman who was busy taking care of her children and family affairs be a terrible swordsman?

But he won't be careless.

When he passed by the door, he looked into the yard, and then saw that the very beautiful woman was chasing the child with a wooden stick in her hand. The child was running in front, and a huge black mastiff was covering the children with laughter and joy.

As soon as he stopped, the black mastiff's feet also stopped. People looked into the yard and the black mastiff looked out the door.

Puyue smiled apologetically at Master Cha, and then walked forward. Master Cha looked at the young man passing by and frowned slightly, but Puyue did not stop, and still walked forward at the speed of sightseeing, still holding his hands behind his back.

"Mom, who is that?"

Xiao Shenning pointed outside and asked.

"Mom doesn't know you."

The Cha Ye picked up the child, and the black mastiff had already arrived at the door, with its ears standing up, and its eyes were full of vigilance.

He was a Ning person, at least a person from the Central Plains, and his appearance and body shape would not be wrong.

Cha Ye didn't think too much about it, how could she have thought that the disciple of the Heiwu National Master Xin Fengyue would be a person from the Central Plains. Even in Heiwu, there were not many people in Heiwu who knew Pu Yue's identity. After he was accepted as a disciple by Xin Fengyue, he had been in seclusion for a total of twenty years from entering to leaving the seclusion. He had never seen anyone except seeing Xin Fengyue for twenty years.

After leaving the customs, he realized that Heiwu had changed a lot. His senior brothers were killed by Ningren, so he could only go to Jianmen to do things first. Suddenly one day, Xin Fengyue found him and asked him to go to Ningguo, bring a woman named Shen Chayan back to Heiwu, and must bring back to Heiwu alive.

very beautiful.

As Puyue walked, she thought that she was probably the most beautiful among all the women she had ever seen. Although she was already a mother of two children, she shouldn't be too young, she still had a youthful atmosphere, as pure as a little girl who was not well-versed in the world, but she had a hint of mature women's charm, so it was impressive. The most important thing was that she was good-looking and very beautiful.

He walked towards him a middle-aged man wearing a cloth robe. He looked in his forties, but Pu Yue could tell at a glance that he was definitely not his real age. There was time in this man's eyes.

He nodded slightly and smiled, and the person coming towards him also smiled at him, and the two passed by.

Just after he walked a few steps forward, the middle-aged man turned around and said, "Central Plains people?"

Pu Yue also turned around and nodded: "Ningren."

The middle-aged man nodded and turned around and left.

At that moment, Pu Yue suddenly felt that she was very close to death.

He thought that if he answered the three words "Ningren" but "Central Yuan" by his answer, he should have already started to whip up and might be hurt.

In this world of Daning, except Chu Jianlian, he also regards himself as a Central Plains man and does not say that he is a Ning, who else says that he is a Central Plains man?

"It's really not easy to do."
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