(19)
It is said that when Tao Wu used magic to save people, Murong Yan simply took out the blood and replaced it with clean water many times. Seeing him dripping with sweat and working tirelessly, Bai Feng, who was waiting in front of the house door, also volunteered many times to go and help.
It was only when Murong Yan took advantage of Tao Wuyong's advice and claimed that she wanted to minimize the disturbance of other people that she dispelled the young swordsman's old-fashioned enthusiasm.
After about half a stick of incense had passed, the people and scenery in the mansion were still the same as before: the old blacksmith was still sitting on the horse to enjoy the cool air, and sometimes he would turn around and call Ayu, asking her if she needed help; The abandoned houses were still filled with gloomy winds, blowing the miscanthus in front of the doors with dejection; the young swordsman still stood idle in front of the houses, playing childish games with the insects around him.
Little did he know that the daily life outside the house had quietly changed.
The wild birds and cicadas that originally only knew the peaceful singing tunes suddenly became abnormal again and again today: the birds were so frightened that they flew away in all directions, and the cicadas shed strange silence.
These changes seemed to happen in an instant. Even the scorching sunshine, which used to be extremely hot in the past, sometimes casts the weirdest chill on people, making people's hair stand on end and sweating.
The young man's intuition as a swordsman told him that behind the door of the mansion in front of him, a troublesome guest seemed to be about to arrive. So, he subconsciously put on his hat and fur and hid among the miscanthus growing nearby, waiting for the person to appear.
"Dong, dong, dong..." There was a knock on the door of Tuoba's house from outside, and the nearby old blacksmith went to answer the door as usual.
I thought it was just a patrol officer who came to ask questions, but I didn't know that there was a tall and mysterious man standing behind the door. He was wearing a bamboo hat with a hollow center on his head, black clothes and black clothes, and was carrying a huge "thing" wrapped in gray cloth behind his back.
"Old man, have you ever seen the man in this painting?" The mysterious man asked in a vulgar voice with an extremely hoarse and weak voice. If you look closely at his throat, you can still vaguely see a new scar.
"No, never..." The old blacksmith knew that trouble was coming to his door again and wanted to shirk it. Unexpectedly, the man was so rude that he kicked him unceremoniously, causing him to scream and fall to the ground, and then the door of the mansion opened wide.
The scream was so terrifying that the two girls in the blacksmith's house were so startled that they ran out to find out. The gangster walked in by himself. When he saw Ayu who ran out first, he stepped forward and grabbed her clothes, holding up the portrait in his hand and asking questions.
When Bai Feng saw that the situation was unfavorable and that he had already implicated others, he decided not to hide any more. He stood up from the tall miscanthus and shouted, "Stop, bad guy!" After that, he took off his cumbersome black disguise and Draw the sword out of its scabbard!
Seeing that the other party was facing each other calmly, the gangster took off his bamboo hat, revealing the foreign-style pigtails on the top of his head, as well as the blue veins that could only be clearly seen after Kunjing shaved off the hair on his temples.
"The scar on the throat?" Bai Feng said to himself: "The golden sword of the desert - Yin Qianchou! You are actually still alive..."
"Hmph!" Yin Qianchou put down the "thing" on his back, untied the knot on the gray cloth, and a large knife with a dazzling gold edge embedded in the back came out, "How can I easily defeat you after spending half my life fighting on the fortress? In the hands of an unknown person, there is still a broken sword! Hehehe..."
Listening to this intrusive sneer, the two girls in front of the blacksmith's house seemed to be frightened out of their wits by this terrifying stranger. Fortunately, E Feiying was brave enough to fight and quickly adjusted her mentality. After she settled Ayu and the old blacksmith Ye and Sun, she immediately drew her sword and stood on the same side as Bai Feng.
"It's all thanks to your good friend - that 'Sick Yangzi' Su Qing. If he hadn't betrayed you, how could I have found you and the witch so easily?" Yin Qianchou looked at the golden knife in his hand with emotion. He said: "Speaking of which, Su Qing is surrounded by so many beauties. I originally thought that he would have tasted all the 'human fireworks', but unexpectedly, I randomly grabbed a Qin Ji as a threat and threatened to cut off her fingers. Then Su Qing was impressed. It's a pity that with such beautiful hands, I ended up cutting off one of my fingers."
"What?" Bai Feng was shocked by this, and at the same time he was furious, and said to E Feiying who was standing aside: "Miss E, this person is very vicious, you'd better stay away for now!"
"No!" After hearing this, E Feiying, instead of taking a step further, forced herself closer to the other party, and then whispered back: "Your injuries have not healed yet, how can I let you take risks alone?"
"Okay, I will take the main attack, and you will assist from the side..."
After the young swordsman finished speaking, he took up his posture, stood firm and moved forward slowly. Together with E Feiying at the side, they surrounded the desert golden swords in a cornering posture, rushing to support each other.
Upon seeing this, Yin Qianchou not only did not retreat, but also led the opponent's siege deeper into the miscanthus piles inside the mansion, and said wildly: "Bai Feng, I advise you to hand over that demon girl quickly. If not, I will swear to take your head to avenge the last sneak attack and assassination by you juniors!"
"Yin Qianchou, I don't want to kill you. But if you insist on blocking my way, then we will have to fight with swords!"
"You can't conspire with Shuzi!" Yin Qianchou looked at the red-dressed heroine in the other direction and replied: "Hey! This is the first time in my life that I have seen a beauty who is skilled in wielding two swords. However, yours In front of my golden sword, the sword is like a mayfly to heaven and earth, nothing to be afraid of! Why don't you think about it and come to my bed tonight to serve me. If you can please me, I may marry you as my concubine when I become successful in the future. so what?"
E Feiying looked at the Huanshou Sword in her hand. It was a weapon specially made to fit her body shape. It was indeed small and flexible, far less powerful than the Desert Golden Sword. It was half the height of an ordinary person, and then she felt ashamed. Then he said angrily: "You thief, how dare you talk nonsense here, just wait and see!"
As soon as the words fell, E Feiying raised her two swords and walked away. Even if Bai Feng realized that this was the opponent's method of provocation and spoke to stop it, it was already too late.
"Huh, idiot!" I saw the Desert Golden Sword swung its sword to meet the attack, directly knocking E Feiying and the sword away, and then stepped forward and raised the sword high. Just when he was about to cut the opponent in two, Bai Feng took advantage of the opportunity and arrived. He used the Longming Sword to deflect the heavy blow with great skill, and sacrificed his life to knock the opponent away, giving E Feiying, who fell in the miscanthus, a chance to get up.
"You two bitches, fighting two against one, are really despicable!" Yin Qianchou looked still angry at the mistake just now, and then he grabbed the back of the knife with one hand and the handle with the other hand as if to fight.
"We have no enmity with you. Now you are trying to steal and kill people for glory and wealth. How can you have the nerve to insult others!" E Feiying retorted, and then whispered to Bai Feng who was supporting her beside her: "You go and lure him to attack later, and I'll take advantage of the opportunity to attack him!"
Bai Feng nodded in agreement, and then moved a few steps away from E Feiying, gradually putting the opponent into a situation where he was being attacked from both sides. I saw the young swordsman raising his arms to cover half of his face, only revealing his vicious eyes. He held the sword on his arms so that the sword blade was slightly downward, and then slowly approached the Desert Golden Sword.
Such a strange posture made everyone else present extremely curious, especially the old blacksmith named Tuoba, who was more fascinated than anyone else.
For a moment, there were only a few steps between Bai Feng and Desert Golden Knife, but they were still facing each other. Not to mention Yin Qianchou, who had to think about both the future and the future, even E Feiying, who was in an excellent situation, no longer dared to risk his life to make a move.
Suddenly, the young swordsman yelled: "I said, I don't want to kill you, as long as you let us go!"
"Don't even think about it!"
Before the other party could finish speaking, Bai Feng raised his sword and struck out. His speed and agility were like a snake coming out of its hole or a blue dragon crossing a stream, stabbing straight at the opponent's middle door!
Yin Qianchou thought he could resist this attack easily, but he didn't know that a ring-headed sword flew from behind him and was inserted directly into his back. E Feiying took advantage of this perfect gap to fly to make up for the attack. The two knives cut open the opponent's back, and then he quickly pulled out the other knife inserted into Yin Qianchou's body and took several steps back.
I saw that the golden sword of the desert was no longer powerful. He could only kneel on the ground and use the sword to support his body, coughing up blood several times.
"Damn it...Damn it...Damn it!" The Desert Golden Sword looked up and sighed. Today he was defeated again at the hands of an unknown person. It was really sad for him.
Bai Feng saw that he was so unruly and unruly, so she expected that he would not want to call for help, but would only want to take everything on his own. He was a man who enjoyed great achievements, so he was not afraid of anything. Then he said: "Yin Qianchou, today we are two against one, and we cannot win with force, so I can let you live."
"Mr. Bai!" E Feiying said in confusion: "Why don't you take the life of such a villain?"
"We have no grudges against him. If he dares to offend us again in the future, it won't be too late to come back for advice!" Bai Feng waved his Longming Sword and pointed at Yin Qianqiu and said righteously: "Leave quickly while I'm still alive." No murderous intentions!"
After hearing this, the Desert Golden Sword had no choice but to flee elsewhere in despair. I don’t know if this decision will give them one less enemy or one more hidden danger. What Bai Feng could see now was that the frightened E Feiying, who had just experienced a life-and-death experience, had already dropped her two swords. She was secretly sighing, maybe she had a little more longing for the young man in front of her.
What was even more unexpected was that the old blacksmith's excitement after watching the battle was beyond words. As if he had met a long-lost friend, he took Bai Feng's hand and invited him to the main room for a small gathering, as if he had something important to tell him.
