"Chi chi chi!" On the shiny rubble illuminated by the moonlight, dozens of black scorpions danced towards the man in black with their pincers.
The man in black looked at the scorpion getting closer and closer to him, feeling nauseated in his heart; but in order not to alert the Xunye guards, he had to hold back and put his right palm on the rubble in front of him.
The surface of the surrounding scorpion was covered with a layer of frost, and it quickly condensed into an ice sculpture and stopped three feet away from the man in black.
"Huh!" When the scorpion was frozen, the Xunye guards gradually walked away; the incoming body method was like a phantom, instantly flashing behind the man in black and striking out with a palm.
The man in black's ready right palm was already covered with frost. He seemed to be waiting for an opportunity. He smelled the strong wind behind him and turned around to meet it with a palm.
Unexpectedly, the attacker's palm was a false move. He flipped his palm upward, and dozens of scorpions shot out from his sleeves and flew towards the palm of the man in black with his pincers waving.
"It's really insidious." Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, the man in black decisively pulled out the dagger from his boot with his left hand and swung it several times.
"Whoosh whoosh!" Several cold lights flashed in the night, like brilliant fireworks that cut all the flying scorpions into two pieces.
"Hmph! You fell into the trap." The visitor sneered in his heart, and the scorpion that was chopped into two parts spurted out several jets of dark green poisonous water and splashed at the man in black.
With no way to retreat, the men in black had no choice but to dance their daggers tightly to resist the splashing poisonous water. Several of the visitors ducked in front of the frozen scorpions and swiped them with their right palms, dozens of them A scorpion flew into the air and flew towards the back of the man in black.
"Chichichi!" The scorpion flying in the air was freed from the ice bit by bit from its pincers to its tail, making an oozing sound.
The man in black was wielding the sword with his left hand, and had no time to look behind him; she did not turn around, but her right hand behind her back threw out three spiral darts as if listening to the wind.
The spiral dart seemed to have eyes, rotating back and forth on the left, middle, and right trajectories, blocking all the scorpions coming from behind.
"Hmm!" When the man in black was distracted to deal with the attack from behind, he felt a stinging pain in his right palm and his head felt dizzy.
"No one can escape from my pursuit." The person stood still, also wearing a black cloth mask. His figure was much larger than that of the poisoned man in black, and there was a condescending arrogance in his eyes.
"Who are you? What grudge does this girl have against you?" The poisoned man in black was the woman in black who escaped from the paper shop that day.
"It's not about enmity, it's just that the girl has been too active in the pavilion recently." The visitor held a scorpion that was broken into two parts in the palm of his hand, with pity in his eyes: "So I can only invite the girl to see the King of Hell."
"Are you from Zuo Tianhao?" The woman in black used her inner strength silently to control the spread of scorpion poison, thinking about countermeasures in her mind.
"Girl, there is no need to delay any more time." The visitor raised his palm and did not answer, but approached the woman in black step by step: "Your cold inner strength cannot restrain scorpions and scorpion venom at all, so you should just close your eyes and wait for death. .”
The woman in black held her dagger on the rubble and tried to perform Qing Kung Fu, but she felt that her body's strength was disappearing little by little.
The visitor slowly raised his right palm and struck at the Baihui point of the woman in black; but he was not able to get what he wanted, and what he touched with his right palm was a shining blade.
A masked man with sharp eyes held a knife behind his back and blocked the fatal palm of the attacker at the critical moment.
"So strong!" The visitor felt that the masked man's deep inner strength was like a sharp blade thrust through the blade into his palm. With a slight exertion of force on his right palm, he took a few steps back.
The masked man forced the incoming man back with one move. He didn't seem to be willing to fight. He hugged the woman in black's slender waist and jumped off the roof.
"Want to leave? It's not that easy." The visitor put his right foot on the rubble, spun around like a roc and jumped in front of the masked man.
The short knife in the palm of the masked man was writing urgently in the air, and a strong energy like the word 'break' appeared in front of his eyes. The moment the tip of the knife left the strong force, the word 'break' became bigger and bigger and headed towards the person.
"Hmph! Is this the Duan Yuan Dao?" The person stood firm and stopped pursuing. His aura surged, his black clothes were fluttering, but his right palm swayed from side to side as if it were limp and powerless.
The sky-blue energy gradually condensed into an oval shape in the original person's shaking palm, resisting the incoming word 'break'.
"The soft internal force has a strong sense of oppression." The masked man stood with a knife, controlling the word 'break' to move forward, but he was secretly frightened.
"Go!" The oval-shaped energy exerted force with the visitor's right palm, and suddenly turned into a blue and huge fish, swallowing the word 'broken' at the entrance, and rushed towards the masked man like a wave.
The woman in black, whose consciousness was blurred, seemed to feel this powerful pressure and squeezed the masked man's arm tightly.
"Don't be afraid, nothing will happen." The masked man comforted the woman in black softly, and at the same time, he slashed out with a knife from his backhand: "There are fishes in the North Ming Dynasty, you can also cut them off."
"Boom!" The sword energy emitting golden light split the giant fish in half like a half moon, and the two of them were each knocked back several steps by the surging energy.
"What a great Kunpeng. Come and learn from me someday." The visitor steadied his body and looked intently. The traces of the two men were gone in the black, leaving only bursts of echoes.
"Interesting, Ziyan Pavilion is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon." The visitor stopped chasing, jumped up to the roof, and looked in the direction where the two escaped: "It's a pity, even a dragon can't hope to have a hiding place." place."
In Room No. 2 of Tianzi in Ziyanxuan, Salba's face was red from drinking, and his mood gradually became more and more exciting. He looked away from the decadent look that he had just lying on the couch. He even danced a little when he spoke, which was different from his usual dignified appearance. Two completely different people.
"My nephew, what are the benefits of working for the imperial court?" Salpa raised his neck and drank the chalcedony wine in the wine master in one gulp.
"Being an errand for the imperial court is a matter of honoring one's ancestors. This is what my father has always taught me." Although Tong Bo also drank a lot, he drank very slowly and restrainedly: "If my nephew is not stupid and is not good at reading, he will not be able to study." I want to work as a servant in the imperial court."
"Shit! My nephew, you are really born in the blessings and don't know the blessings." Hearing what Tong Bo said, Salba suddenly looked at the table with emotion: "Take my uncle as an example, he has been working hard with a meager salary for so many years. He worked as an errand, but what did he get in exchange for it in the end? In the eyes of the court, he is worse than a businessman."
"What's so good about being a businessman? On weekdays, I have to be humble when meeting the officials in the court." Tong Bo knew that Salba was dissatisfied with Su Xing's appointment as the Minister of Household Affairs. He laughed secretly in his heart but complained seriously on the surface: "My nephew is here. Ziyan Pavilion is engaged in the business of pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and I don’t know who offended whom. I usually pay a lot of filial piety to the ghosts and ghosts in the pavilion, but this shop is not gone."
"Huh? The shop is gone? Why is it gone? How dare someone rob it?" Salba asked curiously.
"It's not like anyone robbed it openly." Tong Bo pretended to be angry, took a sip of wine, and cursed: "I don't know if it was that bastard who caused the mischief and burned my nephew's shop to rubble. All the servants in the shop were also killed and injured. To this day, the pavilion The manager didn’t even give an explanation.”
"How could such a strange thing happen?" Sharba was stunned, and suddenly laughed: "Then we are in the same boat, so come and drink this cup together."
"Suffering from the same disease?" Tong Bo thought while drinking with Salba: "That's right! Except for the five bears and the man named Yuan, the rest of the entourage brought by Salba when he entered the pavilion was nowhere to be seen. It seemed that they were also fierce. A lot of good luck."
"My nephew, you've been away from home for some time, right?" Salba suddenly changed the subject and said with a smile, "Don't you want to go home and have a look?"
"Go home and take a look?" Tong Bo glanced at Salba secretly, and immediately felt relieved when he looked at his expectant eyes: "My nephew's shop is gone. It's interesting to stay here, but now he can't get out. ah."
"Really?" After hearing Tong Bo's words, Salba's originally hopeful eyes suddenly withered. He took another sip of wine and muttered to himself: "It's all because of that bastard Yu Wu."
"Yu Wu?" The speaker was unintentional, but when he heard it, Tong Bo remembered the name mentioned on the letter Liu Ningshi gave him.
"Uncle, who is the Yu Wu you are talking about?" Tong Bo took the wine bottle and filled a glass for Salba and asked deliberately.
"Huh? Yu Wu? Did I say Yu Wu?" Salba realized that he had made a mistake and quickly started fighting: "I'm afraid my nephew heard it wrong."
"Qian Zhuqing asked Yu Wumi to deliver something to Stone City, but he died on October 29th in autumn without a chance to come here. Not only that, Qian Zhuqing also died in the south of Jinling City not long after. In the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas.”
Seeing Salba hesitating and denying, Tong Bo made a bold inference in his mind: "Qian Zhuqing, as the shopkeeper of Sanshun Bank, has a lot of dealings with Salba, and Yu Wu, as Qian Zhuqing's Confidants, it is reasonable for the two to go hand in hand; assuming that the thing Qian Zhuqing asked Yu Wu to transport was entrusted by Salba, then after Yu and Qian died unexpectedly, Salba could only do it himself. "
"But now due to various changes, not only were his followers killed, but they were also unable to leave the cabinet. This is probably the reason why Salba is so decadent." Tong Bo sighed in his heart.
"My nephew! My uncle is a little drunk and wants to take a rest early." Salba failed to get what he wanted from Tong Bo and was very disappointed.
"That being the case, my nephew will take his leave." As soon as Tong Bo stood up, two girls in undershirts walked in from outside the door to serve Salba.
"Huh? Isn't this Salba always not a womanizer?" Tong Bo stopped slightly in surprise and took a few more glances into the room.
"My nephew, you must be happy when you are alive." When Salba was being dressed by two girls in undershirts, he actually smiled at Tong Bo: "Those who come to this pavilion, if If it’s not for beauty, wouldn’t it be in vain?”
"Is this all about beauty? If Salba hadn't reminded me, I almost forgot about this." Tong Bo was shocked, but on the surface he was calm, picked up the unfinished wine bottle and said with a smile: " Good wine and beautiful women are all my desires."
