The bright moon is bright and the night is beautiful.
The streets and alleys are brightly lit, the crowds are flowing, the city is full of fireworks, and the bustling scene of the world is nothing more than this.
Xiaoqi is like an ordinary woman, walking around the bustling market with her children. Occasionally, she will show her daughter-like childishness. If she encounters a gadget she likes, she will spend money to buy it, casually. for.
Not long after, she and Murong Chengze had two bunches of candied haws on their hands, and the servants of the palace followed behind them with sweat on their faces. ?.?????.???
"There are so many people in front! Mom, let's go and see the excitement!"
Murong Chengze lived in Jiangnan for a period of time when he was a child. However, no matter how rich Jiangnan was, it was still not as prosperous and lively as Tokyo. The child's character soon became apparent.
"Okay, you have to stay close to me as my mother, and you are not allowed to run around alone."
Seeing that there were many people around, Xiao Qi squeezed Murong Chengze's little hand and squeezed into the crowd with him to watch the juggling.
In an open space where various weapons were placed, an ugly man with a horse-like face was wielding a broadsword. His movements were wide open and closed. Wherever the blade touched, there was a strong wind whistling, attracting Everyone cheered and threw out coins to reward him.
Although Xiao Qi stayed with those sisters every day, she did not know martial arts and had never seen those sisters take action. When she saw the horse-faced man's flower stand, she couldn't help but find it interesting. She followed the crowd and clasped her hands, watching Gotta relish it.
Murong Chengze, on the other hand, stared at the other party for a while, his expression a little solemn.
"I didn't expect that a man who performs on the street in Tokyo has such powerful martial arts. Is he hiding it secretly, or does he have other motives?"
Experts said that Murong Chengze's martial arts might not be comparable to those of his aunts, but under the guidance of Li Qiushui and the sweeping monk, his vision was already very vicious.
This horse-faced man obviously possesses great martial arts skills, but he turns out to be so depressed that he has to rely on performing arts to survive, which makes him very puzzled.
With the other party's martial arts, if he is willing to go to Juxian Manor to join forces, he will definitely be more than that. Could it be that he is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?
While Murong Chengze was hesitating, he suddenly felt a sharp gaze looking at him. When he looked into the crowd, that gaze disappeared again.
At this moment, the man wielding the big sword suddenly turned the blade and slashed straight at Xiao Qi. His movement was extremely fast, as if he had planned it for a long time and arrived in an instant.
Murong Chengze's expression changed slightly and he quickly pushed Xiao Qi away. A big knife was struck from between the two of them and struck the green bricks on the ground. With a bang, the gravel flew away.
"Ze'er!"
Xiao Qi was shocked. She never expected that such a change would happen. When she staggered back a few steps and finally managed to stabilize her body, the horse-faced man had already reached out to grab Murong Chengze.
"How brave!"
Although Murong Chengze was only less than ten years old, he was full of courage. With a loud shout, considerable internal energy was aroused from his Dantian. Instead of retreating, he advanced forward. His right index finger suddenly pointed towards the opponent's palm.
"Powerful Vajra Finger?"
The horse-faced man was greatly shocked. Seeing the young man's momentum, he didn't dare to respond to his finger force for a moment. He retracted his right hand and swung his left hand sword towards him.
Murong Chengze used Lingbo to dodge, then kicked the opponent in the chest and abdomen.
The horse-faced man didn't expect that this young man could be so good at martial arts at such a young age, so he raised the energy in his body and slapped the sole of his foot.
Murong Chengze's right leg was numbed by the force of the opponent's palm, and he took several steps back. However, the horse-faced man was unsteady on his feet, took three steps back, and then looked at him with a look of horror.
"As expected of Murong Fu's son, he is truly remarkable!"
The horse-faced man yelled with a gloomy expression.
At this time, seeing the real sword being used, the people watching were frightened and fled in all directions, hiding far away.
"You're such a horse-faced person, you actually know my identity, and you dare to commit murder?"
Murong Chengze wanted to protect Xiaoqi Niangqin, but the horse-faced man blocked him and he did not dare to act rashly. After all, the opponent's martial arts might be better than his.
"Don't worry, my young prince. My surname is Zhong. I just want your father to do one thing for me today. If my prince is obedient and surrenders, I promise that I will never hurt you or the person behind you."
It turned out that this horse-faced man was none other than Zhong Wanchou from the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations.
"Is this how you ask my father to do something? You are looking down on my Murong family members!"
When Murong Chengze saw that there seemed to be no comrades around him, and also saw that this horse-faced man was good at martial arts, he thought that he could just hold him back until the people from the Imperial City Division arrived, so why bother talking nonsense to him?
Thinking of this, a look of excitement appeared on his little face, secretly thinking that the martial arts he had practiced for so many years finally had a use, and then he swooped up before Zhong Wanchou could speak.
Zhong Wanchou switched the knife from his left hand to his right, thinking that you, a brat, don't know what is good and what is good, so don't blame me for bullying the small.
Murong Chengze struck out with a Xuanming divine palm. Zhong Wanchou knew that his inner strength was strange, so he used the sharpness of the weapon in his hand to strike with a single sword, forcing Murong Chengze to withdraw his palm.
"So shameless!"
Murong Chengze was so angry that he cursed loudly. When he dodged to avoid the sword, he curled his right hand into a claw and grabbed the long sword in the wooden box beside him out of thin air.
The long sword flew out from the wooden box and was caught in Murong Chengze's palm. A sword light slashed out, splitting Zhong Wanchou's sword and stabbing him in the lower abdomen.
This sword was fast and fierce. It was the sword technique of Dugu Nine Swords. When had Zhong Wanchou seen such a sharp and extraordinary sword technique? Even if he took half a step back at the critical moment, he was still pierced by the long sword. There was a layer of flesh and blood flowing out.
"You bastard, I will kill you!"
Zhong Wanchou was furious. He didn't expect that not only would he be cuckolded by Duan Zhengchun, but he would not be able to compete with a ten-year-old boy at the end of his life. The resentment in his heart for many years burst out at this moment, and his eyes turned red instantly.
Murong Chengze learned this swordsmanship at the Huanshi Shui Pavilion on Peach Blossom Island. Although Murong Fu did not teach him, he copied down what he had learned throughout his life and placed it in the attic of Murong Villa. Many martial arts are It was Murong Chengze who learned and understood on his own, and he rarely interfered.
However, Murong Chengze was self-taught after all, and without the guidance of a famous teacher, otherwise the sword strike just now would have been enough to make Zhong Wanchou inevitably die by the sword.
At this time, Murong Chengze had a long sword in his hand and used a set of smooth swordsmanship on his servant. Even though Zhong Wanchou's skill was superior to his, he was repeatedly frustrated and his arrogance was almost wiped out.
"Duan Yanqing, how long do you want to watch the show?"
Zhong Wanchou was shocked and angry when he saw that he could not take down this kid. He was afraid that it would take too long to provoke the people from the Imperial City Division, so he could only shout loudly at another accomplice who was hiding in the dark.
