"There is a young man who reads books all night in the Thief Village. He should be the grandson of the old thief Xin. However, at the age of ten, his sword skills have already reached the advanced level. He killed Li Qing, the second master of the Tiger Village and the eighth-level master, with one sword, and then killed him with another sword. Killed three unqualified bandits, then his subordinates and Ge Qige made a sneak attack, and were wounded by him again.
The three swords used by the young man were all of the same style. Ge Qi Ge asked afterward, and the young man did not mince his words, calling the sword a messy and confusing dog-like sword skill! "
Zhuzhu dragged her left hand with broken fingers and recalled Xin Zhuo's knife. She felt that the name was ridiculous but not funny at all. She didn't know whether it was because of lingering fear or pain, but her body was shaking non-stop.
"You mean, there is only one young man in the bandit village on the mountain, and that young man alone defeated all of you, the name of the swordsman..."
Chen Jing cleared his thoughts and was shocked again, "Transformation Sword Technique?"
It doesn't matter what the name is, the important thing is that it is the Realm Transformation Sword Technique.
All martial arts in the world, including palm skills, sword skills, spear skills, knife skills, poison, concealment, and death, all have six levels of artistic conception. He has been practicing martial arts for twenty years, but he has only heard about the shape and momentum of Huajingjing sword skills, but he has never seen anyone perform them. Pass.
"Yes! The shape is simple, the force is round, the man and the sword are in perfect harmony, and it is flawless and impeccable. My master once described the world's martial arts in detail in his early years, and my subordinates know it."
The cut of the broken finger on Zhuzhu's hand was bleeding profusely, which hurt her heart, but she couldn't help being immersed in surprise and envy.
"Transformation, transformation..." Chen Jing's square face revealed a trace of indescribable surprise and envy, and he suddenly asked: "By the way, what grade is that young man?"
"You can't see the state without using force. It seems like you have practiced some kind of hidden mental method. But when you do it, your blood energy fluctuates, as if you haven't reached the eighth level yet."
"Less than eighth grade...fortunately."
Chen Jing breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Ge Qi who had fainted. He couldn't help but said angrily: "You are not as good as Li Qing in the Tiger Village. Since you know that the young man is scary, why don't you come down the mountain to avenge him and launch a sneak attack? It's all in vain." Myself? Stupid!"
"My subordinate...didn't see clearly at the time."
Zhuzhu Na Na couldn't say anything. In fact, she was also motivated by utilitarianism. She was born as a concubine in a family. If she didn't make meritorious deeds, what future would she have?
Chen Jing wanted to reprimand, but he heard a policeman next to him shout: "Captain, the thieves from Menghu Village have escaped!"
The bandits from Menghu Village did indeed run away. Sayazi ran so fast that they all got into the forest in the blink of an eye.
"He's from the Sun family!"
Chen Jing couldn't help but became angry and roared: "Didn't I agree to accept the recruitment? Why did I break my promise and get fat!"
"Eat a bird egg and go to Nima's to recruit you, I won't recruit you!"
Sun Wu led his brothers and ran quickly through the trees and around the forest, with the words of Xin Zhuo brought by a minion echoing in his mind -
"Sun Da is the head of the family. Our ancestor has passed away. We can let go of our grudges. Everyone is doing business of licking the blood with their knife heads. Their heads will fall off at some point. Why bother killing each other? Anyway, you may not be able to beat me. Come and fight if you don't accept it." !
You want to be recruited, right? I advise you to stop dreaming. I heard that the new prefect hates mountain bandits. If you go to the prefecture, your heads will definitely move!
How about you being in the north and me being in the south, dependent on each other, with the government busy on both sides, not knowing who to suppress? "
This is what I stammered about, and I may have forgotten the words in the middle, but that's what it means.
Sun Wu thought it made sense, and he himself didn't want to accept the recruitment.
But why is Old Man Xin's grandson so fierce? Li Qing is not much weaker than him, so he can beheaded with a knife?
He touched his neck and felt a faint chill.
If you were the one who went there...
No revenge!
Oh shit!
The head catcher, Chen Jing, watched the bandits fleeing from Menghu Village, feeling depressed but helpless. These bandits were all over the mountains and plains, and he didn't have enough men under his command.
It's a pity that so many policemen died during the day, and two of their capable subordinates were killed in Fulong Village just now. How should I explain to the prefect when I go back?
He looked at the dark top of the Fulong Mountain, and then in the direction of the Tiger Village. In fact, now that he was attacking Fulong Village in a large scale, crushing and suppressing them with absolute manpower was the best option. The young man with the Transformation Realm Swordsmanship was no more than the eighth level.
However, we have already fought against the Menghu Village, and now the opponent has disappeared. There are many thieves in this bandit village, they are extremely vicious and extremely harmful. In comparison, the few people in the Fulong Village are harmless to humans and animals.
After weighing the two factors, he finally made a decision: "Let's put aside Fulong Village for the time being, gather the experts from the five counties as soon as possible, and invite the other five head catchers to jointly encircle and suppress Menghu Village. Once Menghu Village is destroyed, the general trend is that Fulong Village should not attack itself. break.
Let’s all encourage each other. If the one-month deadline is up and the cleanup fails, we will all suffer together! "
The prefect personally ordered that all bandits in the Fulong Mountains be eliminated within one month. All the people in one prefecture and five counties are at his disposal!
If they fail to do things well, they can only invite troops to garrison outside the city, and then ask the chief arrest officer to come back, which is a huge loss of face.
"Here!"
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Fulong Village, Juyi Hall.
The candle has been extinguished.
Cui Ying'er and the other five finally woke up, feeling numb all over and looking at each other blankly, not knowing why.
"He's still alive. It seems he's just drugged. He's a yo-yo. What do you mean by being the boss?"
Huang Dagui climbed up, grinned in all directions, and cursed loudly, but he did not dare to curse too harshly.
Bai Jian looked around carefully and saw that Xin Zhuo was not there. He narrowed his eyes and raised his orchid finger: "Although this big boss has extremely high martial arts skills, he is still a child after all. I am afraid that he was frightened by the fighting scene at the foot of the mountain during the day and knocked us out. Run away, no one knows the boss better than me."
All the thieves were silent. This was very reasonable and logical, otherwise it would be impossible to explain.
At this time Cui Ying'er suddenly sniffed her nose, stood up and opened the door.
The morning light was already dawning outside, and the faint morning light cast a grayish white light on the courtyard, and the tragic scene in the courtyard could be seen at a glance.
The ground was red with blood, and the broken limbs and broken arms were scattered on the ground, which was shocking.
Li Qing's lonely head in the Tiger Village happened to be facing the direction of the Juyi Hall, and his big, dead gray copper bell eyes were full of confusion.
This expression seemed familiar, just like that of Chai Donghu whose corpse had already stinked!
The thieves were shocked by the scene in front of them!
After being dazed for a long time, Huang Dagui pointed to the lonely head on the ground with trembling eyes: "I know this head... Li Qing, the second head of Menghu Village, I carried pork with him last year, he was a yo-yo, he died miserably. .”
"I seem to understand. The boss knew that Menghu Village would attack at night and was afraid of our casualties, so he deliberately stunned us and fought to the death. No one understands the boss better than me. We misunderstood him!"
Bai Jianxi trembled his lips as he pictured a sad scene in his mind. He felt bad all over and wished he could give himself a scratch.
Han Jiulang looked around anxiously, but there was still no sign of Xin Zhuo. He couldn't help but asked anxiously: "Where is the boss? Where has he gone?"
Cui Ying'er ducked to a corpse, stretched out her two fingers and touched it gently: "The corpse is not stiff yet, but still warm. It died not long ago. Let's go!"
The five people left the village and followed the bloodstains on the ground to the boulder at the foot of the peak. When they looked up, they saw Xin Zhuo.
It was dawn, the morning light was soft, and Xin Zhuo's linen clothes were stained red with blood. He was lying on the rock with his cheek in his hands, holding a piece of thatch in his mouth, looking down the mountain.
There was a bloody notched Yanfei knife stuck next to him, and a social worker with red cockscomb and red hair sat squatting.
A person, a dog, and a knife.
It's like a sad and beautiful picture.
Fighting Xiaoxiao alone, his long clothes stained with blood, he protects the whole village by himself.
The bandits couldn't help but feel in a trance.
They had never thought that the master of "Zi Yue" would one day make people feel so safe and dependent, even more frustrating than the old master who was looking for someone to challenge him everywhere.
"The boss!"
So the five people took it seriously at the same time and bowed.
Xin Zhuo, who was in a daze, looked back at the five people and glanced over everyone's heads. He found that there were no cockscombs or covering the sky. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm finally awake!"
He had been tensed for half the night. He didn't know what the plans of the Tiger Village and the government at the foot of the mountain were. What was certain was that the two were indeed living together.
This is not good news. If the other party suffers a loss and takes revenge, it will be a disaster.
"The great chivalrous Qianqiu!"
"Our hearts are burning. From now on, only the leader will follow his lead!"
Huang Dagui and Bai Jianxi were really moved, and their tone of voice was so gentle that Xin Zhuo was not used to it.
"polite!"
Done? felt it?
Xin Zhuo immediately cheered up and summoned "Moon Moon Well". After a cursory glance, he was a little disappointed.
[Cui Ying'er: Ninth Grade. 】
[Han Qiniang: Ninth Grade. 】
[Huang Dagui: Ninth Grade. 】
[White tip and thin: second grade nine. 】
[Han Jiulang: Ninth Grade. 】
The other attributes have not changed, only the realm has been improved, but the improvement is not significant.
I'm too weak, can't I carry it?
No! According to the rules, it should be that the well water needs time to digest. It only temporarily changes their bones. Does it also need to accumulate over time?
acceptable.
grab!
Yuehua:56/100.
[Profound and stable second-eighth level]
This time I only grabbed one ability. According to the rules of Moon Moon Well, abilities that are worthless and useless to the owner of the well are not worth it, so I can't grab them.
The combined realms of several people have captured the sub-eighth level.
absorb!
The shared "sub-eighth level" was inhaled along the fingertips, and soon merged with the "sub-eighth level" he had reached. His body was numb and slightly painful, as if some kind of shackles had been opened.
Look into the well again after a while.
"Well Master: Xin Zhuo!"
"Stage: Eighth Grade!"
Very good, upgraded again! Eighth level realm!
This made him somewhat relieved.
"Master, have the people from Menghu Village retreated? Why are you here in a daze?"
Cui Ying'er, who couldn't see the existence of "Wangyue Well", took two steps forward and looked at Xin Zhuo's still immature face, slightly lost in thought.
"It's not just the Tiger Village. Officials also came last night. I don't know what their plans are."
Xin Zhuo's words were not shocking, and the thieves couldn't help but their hearts beat wildly.
