The old man in Jinyi got angry again: "Idiot, what's my last name!"
"My surname is Lei, are there any other surnames from other countries?" Shen Hai wondered, don't ask me what your surname is.
The old man in Jinyi stamped his feet: "I can also ascend the throne, and I have a share in the throne. In terms of it, I am Lei Fengqi's grandfather! I am the same generation as the imperial uncle in Jingli!"
Shen Hai opened his mouth wide, blinked a few times, and said happily: "Are you going to take us to Jingli for peace? Okay, okay, I will follow you, and it will be contrary to your mother."
The old man in Jinyi, Marquis Taiping, was angry: "Where did the prince find a fool like you to serve me? Sooner or later you will make me angry to death."
"I'm such a fool, I'm very good at martial arts." Shen Hai said with pride when he mentioned this: "The prince picked me out of ten thousand people in our military camp, just me."
"If there are two of you, I can scare your mother." Taiping Hou said contemptuously: "It's rare to see someone so stupid."
Shen Hai's pride subsided and he raised the hare: "You want to eat what I beat you?"
"Eat, get out, and cook it for me!" Taipinghou angrily scolded: "Stay away from me."
Shen Hai walked away with the hare. The next moment, he jumped back: "Protect the Marquis, someone is coming."
Marquis Taiping squinted at his nervous look, then squinted at the two hundred people standing upright in the camp, and then looked at the five people on the five horses swaying under the moonlight. He couldn't help it and let out a cry of joy.
He patted the knife on his waist gently. He also had a weapon, which made him even more happy.
Five people faced off against two hundred people. Shen Hai also felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill. Just as he opened his mouth and prepared to burn the hare, he felt a cool breeze on the back of his neck. He instinctively drew his sword and turned around to block Taipinghou again. There was a bright sword light at the corner of his eye.
Walk through.
This man who came out of the grass behind Taiping Marquis stabbed one of the five newcomers...
Shen Hai didn't see who he was targeting. The sword light was too bright and too fast. As soon as he felt that he was being stabbed, the sword light passed him by, and the black shadow behind the sword ran straight towards the five people.
"careful!"
Shen Hai's words became a reminder to them.
I saw that the five people not only did not spread out to avoid, but all moved to the middle to block. The tall man ran the fastest. He blocked in the front, and the knife came out with his hand. After several "ding dong" sounds, he had to move to the side.
Jump over, otherwise the sword light will wring his neck.
Taipinghou scolded: "Damn it, this skill is pretty good."
Shen Hai was a martial arts fanatic and asked: "Who do you think is good at martial arts?"
Taiping Hou said: "Both are good." One is clean and neat, and the other is rare and unique.
The master and servant continued to watch, and soldiers from the camp came from both sides. They were not trying to assassinate the Taiping Marquis, and the Taiping Marquis did not order anyone to be captured, so the soldiers did not take action.
At this moment, another young man appeared in front of the black shadow sword light. He had elegant features and looked like a frail scholar. He actually knew kung fu. He took out a sword from the saddle, intending to challenge him.
But it was too slow, and it was too late in the eyes of the old Taiping Hou. Just as the sword was about to stab him, another black figure emerged from the slant stab. He was as short as a child, but he had sharp eyesight and quick movements.
, lowered his head and passed through the sword light, and hugged the opponent's leg. Everyone heard a "click", like teeth hitting flesh and bone.
He took a raw bite.
After the sword light, a dark shadow lingered for a moment, and kicked the short child away. The young man on horseback took out his sword at this time. The target of the dark shadow was not him. A light sword strike was as powerful as breaking a mountain. The young man fell down with his sword flying.
Fall off the horse.
The cold light of the snow sword went straight to the last two of the five people. A big man with a burly figure, who looked like a strong family man. He squatted down on the spot, poured his strength into his whole body, and shouted: "Go!"
One punch avoided the tip of the sword, then pressed against the blade and struck the black shadow behind the sword.
Taiping Hou and Shen Hai cheered: "What a man, what strength."
When the assassinating black shadow was exhausted from stabbing several people, he was punched a dozen steps away by the big man's prepared punch. When he turned around to look, his movement paused, and then his masked appearance was revealed in the moonlight. It was too fast before.
, like a shadow falling in all directions.
The tall man jumped back again, and the young man who fell off his horse also stood up to pick up his sword and shine it. The short man turned out to be not a child, but a dark alien. The burly man also took two steps forward, waiting for the sword light to return again.
The masked man who committed the assassination was not happy. He could deal with one of them with ease, but it might be difficult for him to join forces with a tall man and a burly man. The last one did not take action at all. I don't know if it was because he was well protected or because he was unwilling to show his skills.
, this is the one that the masked man needs to deal with most.
As the wind picked up, he rode the wind lightly, flashed in the eyes of others, and disappeared into the mountain col.
Taiping Hou Zhiqu did not order a search. The man came and went freely within the area where he and the soldiers were. Without his orders, some soldiers took the initiative to line up and search the surroundings to avoid the assassin appearing again.
Taiping Hou laughed loudly and walked towards the five people: "What a great effort. I, Lei, love making friends the most. Friends, who are you?"
Shen Hai put down the hare and walked vigilantly in front of him.
At this time, half of the fifth man's face showed up from behind the burly man. The moonlight did not hit his face, but after he showed his face, all the lights in the night gathered on his face. The moonlight, starlight and bonfire light,
It's like I was born for him.
This is of course unrealistic. Looking at it again, it is just his handsome appearance and a jeweled flower that attracts everyone's attention only to his face and ignores other bright things around him.
The burly man gave up his position and walked out with a black wild goose feather sword on his waist. He asked with a smile: "I dare to ask, after ten years of peace and quiet, sharpening a sword will not be inferior to destiny and blessings. Are you the Marquis of Taiping?"
Taiping Hou was surprised and laughed again: "You are from the Yu family, who are you?"
"Junior Yu Wu." These five people are none other than Yu Wuluo, and the one with the worst kung fu is Zhao Ting Gong.
Taiping Hou was stunned again: "Yu Wu? No one in the Yu family has heard of this name. Boy, you have only become famous in the past few years, right?"
Yu Wuluo knew his grandfather's friend Taiping Hou, but he had never met him. This sentence further confirmed the old man's identity. Taiping Hou and his grandfather often communicated with each other, and he knew a lot about the Yu family.
She was unhurried: "I have been away from home with my parents all year round, and I just returned to my hometown this year."
Taiping Hou nodded: "That's it. I've never heard of you. Boy, you were born so well, but your parents don't care about you. The name you chose is too bad."
Yu Wuluo smiled and said: "Name does not equal character."
"That's right." Taiping Hou looked at him more carefully.
Seeing that Zhao Tinggong paused for a moment, he came out and said, "I have met Marquis Taiping. Do you still remember that flying fish can catch the sky without a skillful hand, and the tongue can shine like a lotus flower?"
Taiping Hou also looked at him a few more times: "This is what I said sarcastically about Zhao Youlin. His writings were not as good as Master Yu's. He was so angry that he studied books behind closed doors. When he found that he still couldn't compare, he built a flying fish tower. This made him famous as a scholar, but he
I have never been an official in my life, so in my eyes, I do not really serve the imperial court. Therefore, I say that he is a flying fish but does not have the skill to catch the sky, but his tongue is like a lotus flower and he is successful."
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
It is better to stabilize at six thousand per day first, and then move up to eight thousand or ten thousand per day.
Now I write a lot one day, and one day I write four thousand.