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It's night, fog is everywhere, and thick clouds cover the sky. There is a saying among soldiers: "Attack the enemy unprepared and take the enemy by surprise." Nowadays, heavy fog is filling the air, which is a sign of God's help. It's just not clear who he was helping.
Under the leadership of Wang Swordsman, the "Desert Golden Sword" quietly sneaked in the confusion of the night, and had already begun to imagine that after completing the mission, he would be promoted and make a fortune.
"I'm just a bitch. No matter how powerful I am, how can I possibly defeat me who has already made a name for myself in the desert? Besides, it's really God's help that the fog rises so well." Yin Qianchou inevitably fell into such pride. In his state of mind, in addition to looking down on women, it was also due to his contempt for the young master of aristocratic families. Looking at Wang Swordsman, who was holding a lantern in front of him and was shaking, the disdain and contempt in his heart turned into a vague sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Yin Qianchou deliberately roared at the top of his voice, scaring Wang Swordsman to immediately shrug his shoulders and turn around. "The Desert Golden Sword" asked: "The fog is so thick, you kid, don't lead me astray!"
"How... how come? Look at the bridge in front of you. You can see the foot of Qingliang Mountain when you walk across it!" Wang Swordsman said with such compliments, and quickened his pace again, walking through the layers of mist. In order not to lose his direction, Yin Qianchou also had to follow closely, not bothering to notice anything wrong. But Wang Swordsman, who seemed timid, was actually very excited in his heart, "This idiot, all I have to do is find the right opportunity to escape..."
After a while, the two of them stepped on the thick planks of the wooden covered bridge. The sound of thick footsteps undulated continuously, like the heartbeat of the silent lake. If the sound stops at a certain moment, it means that people on opposite sides are about to risk their lives to fight in order to defend what they consider important. This is the normal state of the world, and it is also the fate of knights.
When he reached the middle of the bridge, Wang Swordsman suddenly stopped and used his skill to extinguish the flame of the lantern in his hand. He quickly ran towards the other side of the bridge, leaving only Yin Qianchou who was at a loss and yelling: "Hey! Wait for me!" Just as he was about to speed up and cross the bridge, a dark figure leaning on the wooden railing at the head of the bridge made him instinctively cautious. He drew his sword and looked around, while roaring as if to hide the fear in his heart.
"Who is it? Don't hide, come out if you are a man!" As soon as he finished speaking, the black figure suddenly waved his hand, and the sound of gold and silver sharp weapons streaking across the sky came to him. "The Desert Golden Knife" immediately raised the knife to cover his face and turned sideways. After feeling the hidden weapon brush against his blade, continuous and thick footsteps appeared on the other side of the bridge.
"Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang!" Between the sounds of swords clashing, a few short and brilliant sparks seemed to appear out of thin air in the night sky. By the light of these fires, Yin Qianchou clearly saw the person who had fought with him a few times - a swordsman in white with a black cloth covering his face.
After this tentative exchange, the two gradually distanced themselves from each other. The black shadow on the other side also walked closer. After seeing the other party's slender and exquisite figure, Yin Qianchou realized that he who originally wanted to kill the other party by surprise had now become a turtle in the jar, so he was angry. He said angrily: "Damn it, I was tricked!"
Yin Qianqiu held the sword diagonally in his right hand and held the back of the golden sword with his left hand, facing the front and rear bridges to guard against the sudden attack of the two men. At the same time, he slowly walked back, trying to escape by climbing over the fence on the side of the bridge. It's just that there is a deep lake under the bridge, so there is no need to put yourself in danger again. So, he stepped on the fence like a rabbit and climbed onto the roof of the corridor.
"Desert Golden Sword" thought that this move was unexpected, but he did not expect that the other party was just as fast. He followed him to the top of the corridor with his hind legs, blocking his front and rear paths again. The three of them faced each other. The sound of footsteps stopped for a long time, and their heartbeat and breathing seemed to freeze.
The night wind blew slowly, and the moon moved through the clouds. The bright white moonlight casts towards Qingliang Lake, reflecting on the three knights on the top of the covered bridge. Flying needles, golden knives, and swords reflect a dazzling and penetrating silver light.
"Mei Lingshuang! I know it's you, a stinky bitch. Quickly tell me where the 'witch' is. I can spare your life!" Yin Qianchou said without showing any signs of cowardice.
After hearing this, Mei Lingshuang, who was dressed in black and holding a flying needle in each hand, immediately took off the black cloth on her face, revealing her true face, and sneered maliciously: "Now, you are not qualified to talk. condition!"
"Damn it!" After hearing this, Yin Qianchou drew his sword and ran towards Mei Niang, "Take the move!"
Mei Niang quickly threw the flying needles in her hands at the same time, but they were all bounced away by the golden knife. When she took out the other flying needles from her body, the sound of her feet tapping on tiles had already reached her. The ferociousness of the "Desert Golden Sword" was frightening. In order not to confront him directly, I had to avoid his edge. Mei Niang shook her head fiercely, and at the same time she leaned back, and the "braided sword" she had always kept on her back stabbed Yin Qianchou like an arrow from the string. Unexpectedly, the opponent's sword was as powerful as a tiger's. Seeing the flaw, he cut the long braid in half. Mei Niang's "braided sword" instantly turned into ordinary and weak hair, spread out.
"Suffer death!" The back of the golden sword was raised high in a beheading posture. Just the gap created when the braid was cut off was enough for the swordsman on the other side to step in and find it.
"Qiang..." The young man who arrived in time picked up and unloaded the sure-win sword, and the sparks caused by the contact of the swords flashed in front of Mei Niang. She took this opportunity to do a few somersaults backwards quickly, and then sent out a "throwing arrow".
Unable to react in time, the "Desert Golden Knife" only raised the knife to deflect the blow, but could not dodge another flying needle that hit his heart. The sharp pain in his chest did not make him flinch, but instead aroused his strong desire to survive. He pulled out the flying needle, and the blood dripped on it and onto the nearby tiles. Then he was breathing heavily, furious, holding the back of the knife tightly with his left hand, and ran towards the young man. With the power accumulated in his left hand and the strength of his right arm, a blow is enough to break gold and gravel.
Bai Feng knows how to deal with the enemy better than anyone else, and gives the opponent a blow when he has the belief to win. This is what he should do now. The young man's eyes caught sight of the tiles under his feet, and he had a plan in mind. So he stood still and faced the enemy with the tip of his sword pointing down. When the "Desert Golden Sword" reached a few steps in front of him, he suddenly kicked up the tiles under his feet, blocking the opponent's sight.
The white light flashed, and the tiles were completely cut open. However, the young man behind him crouched down like a long snake to avoid the knife, and then stepped forward, taking advantage of the opponent's middle door to open wide. , delivering a fatal blow to his jaw and throat.
"Ah!" Yin Qianchou whined, then covered his throat with his left hand and stepped back. He was out of breath, as if his trachea had been cut open, and he let out a heavy breathing sound: "Blunt... blunt sword? You actually... look down on me like this..." After that, he raised the knife again, just a gesture Much slower and cumbersome.
"Mr. Bai, be careful!" Mei Niang called out from far away.
The "Golden Sword of the Desert" was no longer shining brightly. The sword was lifted into the air and then fell down. Finally, it rolled down the small slope at the top of the corridor to the cool Huli below.
Mei Niang rushed to Bai Feng's place and sighed with luck: "The slave family has quenched Miss Mengdie's poison on the flying needle. I didn't expect that Yin Qianchou could sustain it for such a long time!" After saying this, she went again. I took a look at the lake, and after confirming, I breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in the same place.
"Mei Niang, are you okay?" Bai Feng helped the other person sit more securely, and then said: "As expected of the person next to that eunuch, it is indeed not easy to deal with."
"Look at me, I'm almost dead..." Mei Niang teased herself as she fiddled with her disheveled hair. Although there were still many hair strands messily sticking to her face due to the cold sweat on her face, her handsome appearance was still the same. It's lovely.
The young man also smiled in response, watching the mist that made the moonlight shine like a fairy cloud floating by. He himself did not believe that he had defeated such a powerful opponent by luck. It was as unbelievable as a dream. In the midst of such thoughts, a sweet kiss suddenly touched his face.
"Uh?" Bai Feng was shocked, "Girl, what is this!?"
"Hehe..." Mei Niang covered her mouth and sneered, "Don't get me wrong! The slave family has nothing to repay you, so I can only express my gratitude and trust to Mr. Bai in this way. Listen carefully, the slave family will do whatever you want later... If he leaves with my husband all night, we may never see each other again, and we will never trouble you again."
"Well, I have received the girl's wishes..." Bai Feng touched his cheek, still unable to believe the interesting thing that happened just now.
"Also, you and that silly girl must be on good terms. We are destined to meet again in the world, right?" After Mei Niang said this, she handed the flying needle in her hand to the other person, saying that she was leaving a gift for the other person. After resting for a while, he got off the covered bridge and began his real escape.
Bai Feng looked at the flying needle and felt regretful that he had lost such an interesting person. I don’t know if they will meet again in the future, I just hope that she can get the life she wants.
