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Chapter two hundred and ninety-five must be the dragon set sent by Ziyu

"Princess, you are amazing. Isn't your station just for convenience?"

I had just entered the dream space for three minutes before I had to exit. It was really noisy outside. I gently pulled Qingping's arm away. This girl was a bit clingy. She was obviously practicing seriously and was not doing anything else.

To be so intimate.

He didn't ask Qingping to quit, but just went downstairs to solve the problem himself.

The team is now getting closer and closer to the destination of Zuzhou. If Zuo Zhou had chosen to do so, he would have traveled all night to finish the work early and have peace of mind. But unfortunately, not everyone has his ability to sleep anytime and anywhere. Everyone needs it.

I had a rest, so I entered an official inn.

This inn is located on the outskirts of Wubo City. Wubo City itself has no characteristics. It is just an ordinary city. The conditions in all aspects are very similar to those of the previous Qing'an City, but it does not have a famous hero living in Jiangnan.

A city lord who knows how to please.

Therefore, this was destined to be a place not worthy of attention. Yang Paifeng and others did not even plan to go to the city to rest, so they rested temporarily in the inn.

After all, it was the princess's team. In order to protect the safety of the princess, Yang Paifeng ordered that the entire inn was not allowed to accept accommodation from others. Who knows how long it took before someone came to make trouble.

"As I said, this inn has been commandeered by Her Royal Highness the Princess. It's still early, so you still have time to go into the city and stay overnight."

"You have to pay taxes when entering the city, and inns in the city are expensive. With so many people in our team, we have to pay a lot of money. It's not easy to go back and forth for business. Why don't you be accommodating?"

Zuo Zhou raised his eyebrows and slowly came down from the second floor of the inn. At first glance, he glanced at the team outside. It looked like a caravan. Although there were many people carrying swords, the flags seemed to be just some.

The escort of the escort agency.

"Don't mess around, we are just..."

"General Yang, why are you so angry?" Zuo Zhou interrupted Yang Paifeng and came closer with a smile on his face.

In front of him was a very kind-faced old escort, with a cigarette stick hanging around his waist. He looked very down-to-earth, but the wrinkles on his face were a bit deep, and he could probably kill a few mosquitoes.

"What's your surname, old escort?"

"This lord invites you, old man..."

"Forget it, it's all the same whether you know it or not. Let's do this. I see that you are very tired from the long journey and are in urgent need of rest, so I will give this inn to you."

The old escort's blood pressure had just risen when he suddenly heard that Zuo Zhou was about to give in. He couldn't help but be startled. Yang Paifeng next to him was stunned. What kind of situation is this? Is he so approachable?

The old escort opened his mouth and smiled and said: "Your Majesty loves the people like his own children. I admire you, but I don't want to give in at all. This inn is very big, we can all stay here."

Zuo Zhou came up and slapped him, so fast and suddenly, that the old escort's eyes were filled with stars. In a daze, he heard someone shout: "You also said that you have no ghosts. If you don't live together, it won't be easy to cause trouble, right? You think we are

You don’t have any experience in martial arts, right? How can a dart runner fight against the army for a post station?”

This sound woke everyone up. After recovering, the old escort was about to reach for the cigarette rod, but found that the sword flashed in front of him, and the cigarette rod had been cut off long ago, and a puff of green smoke fell out of it.

It's not the color of tobacco leaves.

"Hey, smoking is harmful to health. Who doesn't know that? Ordinary people just have some bad habits. People who eat knife-edged food still keep this kind of thing that chronically destroys the body? Either it is used as a strange weapon, or there is something evil inside!

"Zuo Zhou curled his lips, waved his hand and threw out a bunch of smoke bombs. Isn't it just poison? I have it too!

Zuo Zhou's poison was a deadly weapon, a biological and chemical weapon. As long as it fell to the ground, there was nothing he was not afraid of. Lao Ai was considered a manipulative figure at the beginning, but after taking a sip, he smoked it and vomited.

These escorts were no exception. A group of them had red eyes, tears and runny noses as a result of routine operations, and some even spit out foam.

This shocked Yang Paifeng. Just now he was thinking of letting the female soldiers rush forward, but now he was just rejoicing.

However, the old escort reacted and rushed towards him with his claws bared, his hands shining with a black luster, as if they were made of some kind of black iron.

Zuo Zhou's Wushuang sword struck out and intersected with those claws. It was not surprising that the metal clanked with each other, but the old man's claw skills were quite good. It could be seen that he must have some kind of unique skill in claws. But this old man

Today is the time to hit the gun. Zuo Zhou possesses the two unique skills of Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand and White Eyebrow Eagle Claw Kung Fu. He is very proficient in claw Kung Fu. After only three moves, he used his sword technique to break the old man's claw technique. He was almost suppressing it.

The old man is beating.

Yang Paifeng and the female soldiers next to him waited for the stinking smoke to dissipate before moving forward to harvest. At this time, the bodyguards who had been smoked were weak and had almost no power to fight back against the elites of the Yang family.

The sound of fighting also attracted Tie Shou and others, and even Qingping also woke up from the dream space.

"I didn't expect General Li's swordsmanship to be so powerful. I used to think that he only knew that powerful attack method!" Xuanyuan Sanguang said with some sigh.

Princess Qingping knew him best and said with a smile: "Let him play. It is not easy to meet an innate master who can play such tricks."

Princess Qingping's words made everyone sigh. The people they met along the way were not simple. They were either as majestic as mountains or seas, or the sound and light effects were extremely exaggerated when they fought.

Originally, even the masters of Renbang can use certain methods to take shortcuts, so the level of innate realm is even more mixed. Some people focus on true energy, some are good at moves, and some people focus on the true meaning of martial arts. These are all

Very normal.

And Zuo Zhou obviously has a tendency to be all-round, he is proficient in all swordsmanship, infuriating energy or moves!

"There is a devil in the martial arts world of Jiangnan Province. He calls himself Iron Mask and Black Claw. His signature martial arts is this dark method. However, his subordinates have no survivors at all. In addition, he always wears a mask when he acts, so his true identity is still the same.

Mystery. Unexpectedly, he showed his appearance here. According to rumors, this ruthless black hand also has a hidden weapon called Thoreau's Magic Needle!"

Tie Shou's voice gradually came, and Zuo Zhou was looking forward to it when he heard the words, "If you have special skills, that would be great. Use any special skills you have, and don't let me kill you like this!"

This is not pretentious, I'm really happy, because looking at the old man's age, you can tell that he is not an exile, and there is no way for him to touch the corpse, but if he has a magic weapon or a hidden weapon with him, it means that he can get some in the future.

Compensation is really not a loss.

When the old man heard this, he glared fiercely at the iron hand in the back row. Unfortunately, he obviously didn't have the talent of an assassin and couldn't cut through the back row.

However, Zuo Zhou could already tell from the fight that this old guy was ready to give up. He flipped his hand and scattered a cloud of yellow sand. The yellow sand was crystal clear with a little blue, and it looked like it was mixed with it.

Poison. But what's even more insidious is that Thoreau's magic needle is hidden in it.

Zuo Zhou curled his lips. Actually, guarding against hidden weapons is really simple. You just need to put up a shield. Not to mention hidden weapons, even the bullets are the same. Didn’t you notice that Captain America raised the lid of the pot without even guarding his feet?

of.

The shadows of the swords converged and formed a transparent round shield in the blink of an eye. Zuo Zhou advanced instead of retreating, holding his sword upside down and staring at the shadows of the sword, and the shield crashed directly into the sand curtain.

Seeing that the sand curtain spread in mid-air was opened horizontally, the old man was not in a hurry to defend himself and was hit in the chest by the shield. A mouthful of blood spurted out, but it was also blocked by the sword shadow shield.

The tip of Zuo Zhou's sword jumped, and four sword shadows pierced the old man's wrists and ankles respectively, nailing him firmly to the ground.

"I'll give you a chance to tell you who sent you here." Zuo Zhou asked, but he used his unparalleled sword to push aside the fallen sand and pick out a dozen fine ox-hair needles.

Thoreau's magic needle is a first-grade hidden weapon. It is launched by a mechanical spring. It can break the innate Qi. After entering the body, it travels along the meridians and enters the heart. It can be attracted and pulled out with a special magnet, or forced out with a huge amount of Zhenqi.

Death is almost guaranteed.

Zuo Zhou was delighted. It turned out to be a concealed weapon. This was great. He didn’t even need to practice concealed weapon techniques. He could use it directly.

Everyone surrounded them, and the female soldiers had already gone to check the goods they pretended to be escorting. As expected, they contained some weapons and poisons, and there were ignition mechanisms outside the cargo boxes. If these goods were allowed to enter the inn, they would only need to

When the engine is turned off, these poisons will instantly fill the entire inn.

"I don't have any ill intentions, it's just..."

The old man offered no resistance at all and gave in very quickly, but at this moment a sound broke through the air, aiming directly at the old man's throat.

Pick your finger!

Zuo Zhou stretched out his hand and pinched a stone. He glanced back and saw a woman wearing a wooden mask standing on a tree in the distance. She seemed very surprised that he could receive a master-level attack with his bare hands.

But Zuo Zhou sneered. If this was a third-rate ancient puppet show, he would definitely be silenced if he revealed the real culprit behind the scenes.

When he was watching the TV series, he was wondering, you are all so good at identifying your position by listening to your voice, why can't you stop a hidden arrow? Fortunately, the traitor was shot. If it had been you, it wouldn't have ended well.

?

"You tell me your story first, I'll take care of that guy later."

Zuo Zhou threw the stones away casually, but the old man hesitated. Looking at the master in the wooden mask in the distance, he seemed to be frightened and stopped talking for a while.

When Zuo Zhou saw this, he sealed his throat with his sword. I gave you the chance but it didn't work. Can you tell me if the guy in the distance can still use it?

The man in the wooden mask is also confused. You have done everything I want to do, so what should I do?

The rest of the people were also confused. What kind of operation is this?

Zuo Zhou was upright and solemn, "We officials never make deals with bad people." Then he pointed his sword at the wooden-faced masked man, "I remember you, and I will definitely come to ask for advice."

The man in the wooden mask paused for a moment, not knowing if he was bluffing or what, so he almost took out a mirror and looked at it. Could it be that my mask was crooked and my face was exposed?

The wooden-faced masked man retreated, and everyone was curious and about to ask, but Zuo Zhou came to the bodyguards who were stunned and captured alive, "Tell me, did Ziyu ask you to assassinate the princess?"

"..."


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