Under the darkness of night.
It was dark in the depths of the alley, and one could only vaguely hear the shouts coming from the distant streets.
Si Hu, who was laughing innocently, suddenly stopped laughing and stopped walking.
When he climbed over the wall, he didn't bring a giant ax with him. He just thought he was going to have a meal, but he never thought that something happened.
As the most innocent hero in Xishu, Si Hu rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand, took out a firewood stick from the side, put away the money, tied his belt a few times, then raised his head and started to look around.
The person following him didn't seem to be planning to take action yet, which made Si Hu a little confused. Perhaps because he had waited too long, Si Hu was a little impatient, so he grabbed the stick and turned around cursing.
This time he turned around and looked at that person. Holding the sword, wearing a black robe and a black face, he stood under the moonlight and looked at him coldly.
The sword has been unsheathed, and there is a faint clang.
"Where is the dog husband? Tell me your name!" Si Hu raised the stick and shouted angrily.
The mute slave couldn't speak, but his eyes were dark and bright.
"You eggless thing! If you had eggs, you should be like me and declare your name when fighting! I am the Tiger of the Epoch, and your Grandpa Sihu is here!"
"Hey, hey, I understand, are you a mute? A little mute, eating vegetables, two or three years old, dead mother——"
The mute slave Ah Qi's robes flew, he straightened his sword, and slashed downwards like lightning.
"Blow your dog's head off!"
Down the long alley, Si Huhu stepped forward with his waist down, using the firewood stick in his hand as a giant axe. He did not retreat even half an inch and swept directly at the approaching figure.
Click.
As soon as the firewood stick blocked it, it was cut from it. Ah Qi's figure also swayed in the air, and with an autumn wind, he tiptoed to the tile roof again.
Even if he cut off the enemy's "weapon", he found that it would not be a favor. The man in front of him was so powerful that the hand holding the sword was cracked.
Leaning forward, Ah Qi, who was on the roof of the tiles, took advantage of Si Hu's lack of weapons and swooped over again. He was as light as a swallow in the night, and he was in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Without a weapon, Si Hu raised his hand out of habit, only to wait for the long sword to cut him, instantly stirring up drops of blood.
Ah Qi grinned and was about to stab him again.
But strangely, he found that the man who had been cut stretched out his other hand and slapped his head like a normal person.
Click.
With Huijian in front of her, Ah Qi flipped over several times in mid-air before landing firmly on the roof of the tiles again.
He gritted his teeth. If it hadn't been for a sword, it would have been smashed to pieces by this reckless man.
There was a small ancestral hall in the long alley. A lame old man had just come out to worship incense. When he saw the life and death fight in front of him, he was so shocked that he abandoned his wooden crutch and limped forward to escape.
Slanting the long sword down, Ah Qi took action for the third time. His body seemed to be faster, spinning into a sword blade in mid-air.
Si Hu raised his head in annoyance, like an angry tiger, and he refused to retreat.
"Little mute, eat vegetables!"
Snapped.
The sword edge struck in front of Si Hu and stopped.
Ah Qi, who was in mid-air, was stunned. His killing move should be successful. The man in front of him had his arms covered in blood.
But for some reason... he was suddenly caught by the man's palms.
Ah Qi had a cold face and wanted to stab forward, but couldn't move even half an inch.
Si Hu raised his head and laughed, "Go and ask, go and ask. I didn't have an ax back then, but I could still beat you guys with dog swords half to death."
"Hey, little mute, your sword is pretty good. It didn't break."
Ah Qi had no expression on his face, he let go of one hand and quickly put it into his arms. In an instant, several flying knives shot out.
Si Hu screamed in pain, and without caring about hurting his hand, he directly dragged the sword blade forward. Then he released a hand and slapped Ah Qi, who was still a little dazed.
Ah Qi Company brought his sword and flew backwards in an instant. It wasn't until he crashed into an old wall that he climbed up, coughing blood, and quickly reached the tile roof.
He couldn't figure out whether the unkillable man in front of him was some kind of mountain ghost or monster?
"Little mute, come again!"
Ah Qi gritted his teeth. For this quick sword, he has regarded the sword as his father and his friend since he was four years old. However, despite such hard training, he could not kill a powerful and reckless man who was not afraid of death.
If he could speak, he would definitely curse. Just to lay an egg, the reckless man in front of him has no reason at all.
The slap just now left his brain still buzzing, and even the bun on his head was slapped away, leaving him with disheveled hair.
Unable to find the jade crown, Ah Qi tore off a piece of robe cloth with trembling hands and tied her hair again.
At this time, he was somewhat reluctant to give up. At first glance, although neither of them can agree with each other. But you must know that the reckless man in front of you does not have a weapon in hand.
Do you still want to kill?
"Little mute, if you lose, you have to call daddy."
Call you mother. Ah Qi cursed in his heart.
For the first time in his life, he discovered that being mute was not a happy experience.
"You little mute, if you don't speak, your father will die first, and then your mother." Si Hu ignored the blood flowing down his arms and held his head high while laughing.
Ah Qi shook his body, and no longer had the master's posture holding the sword under the moonlight. Looking down, he suddenly discovered that the man had already run to the nearby ancestral hall and directly carried a large stone statue in front of the ancestral hall on his shoulders, probably using it as a weapon.
This guy...
Ah Qi turned around directly, used Qinggong in the night, and quickly disappeared on the tile roof.
Si Hu, who was left alone in the long alley, was carrying a stone statue and stood as lonely as water in the night.
…
"I won the fight, Brother Mu, believe me, I really won the fight! When he saw me carrying the stone statue, he was so frightened that he ran away immediately." Si Hu, who was covered in wounds, was still chattering.
Xu Mu resisted the idea of rewarding Baoli.
The two invited doctors were busy in front and back, helping Si Hu, who was covered in wounds, to clean his wounds.
"That little mute can't beat me. If I went out with an axe, I would just chop him up." Si Hu said proudly.
He didn't fight for a long time, but when he did, he beat away some of the world's masters.
"Shut up." Xu Mu said angrily, "I told you not to leave the house before, but you went out to steal."
"Brother Mu, there's a bird in my mouth."
Xu Mu sighed. My weird little brother is a glutton for food, which is a problem after all.
"King Shu, General Tiger has made a great contribution this round. Although he didn't catch the mute slave swordsman, at least after his mistake was exposed, I guess he didn't dare to stay in Kezhou."
"That's the truth." Xu Mu nodded. But Huang Daochong didn't understand that compared to this kind of meritorious service, what he cared about more in his heart was the safety of his younger brother Si Hu.
"Si Hu, next time, I'll really beat you up." Xu Mu cursed, feeling uneasy after all, and helped to check the wounds again.
In fact, deep down in his heart, he was still a little happy. The fastest sword in the world was beaten away by his weird brother, even if he didn't have a weapon in his hand.
"Si Hu...you were so fierce today." Before leaving the house, Xu Mu hesitantly praised.
Si Hu, who was muting his voice, only heard this sentence and sat on the bed, laughing happily again.
