"Who are you!? Why do you want to attack and kill us!?"
Yang Yuqing held an eyebrow-level stick and glared at Lu Shuihan in front of him. Seeing Kan Rong being killed instantly, he clenched the weapon in his hand angrily and used too much force to make his knuckles turn slightly white.
Lu Shuihan looked at the angry Yang Yuqing indifferently: "Your Excellency despises Daqing's laws and robs officialdom. As a wanted criminal with a reward from the imperial court, do you need any other reason to kill you?"
When Yang Yuqing heard that he was a so-called member of the imperial court, he burst into laughter.
"The court of Gou Ri! The things that the bird emperor and the bird court have done are too numerous to describe! You still work hard for them?! Ridiculous, ridiculous!"
After saying that, Yang Yuqing danced his long stick and hit Lu Shuihan with a cracking sound in the air, a little faster than before.
Although Lu Shuihan was very puzzled as to why Yang Yuqing had such an attitude towards the court, he did not show any contempt for Yang Yuqing's offensive.
I saw the bright silver spear flickering, and the tip of the spear suddenly turned into silvery white raindrops, stabbing towards Yang Yuqing!
Although Yang Yuqing was stronger than Kanrong, in the final analysis he was just a third-class master, far inferior to Lu Shuihan in all aspects.
In Lu Shuihan's eyes, his speed was really a bit slow.
Facing Lu Shuihan's violent offensive, Yang Yuqing could only defend instead of attack, retreating while resisting her spear like a hanging cloud.
Even if Lu Shuihan's gun didn't attack with all its strength, the force was still enough to numb Yang Yuqing's jaws, and it was difficult to hold on to the eyebrow-leveling stick in his hand.
attack? He just tried his best to resist the sharpness of the young woman in front of him, so how about attacking?
Yang Yuqing's eyes widened angrily, and he gritted his teeth as he stared at the spear aimed at him, his eyes filled with despair.
He knew that there was no way he could get out of the woods alive today...
"You learn pretty quickly." Zuo Ning leaned against the tree trunk and finally spat out the cool grass in his mouth, keeping his eyes on the two people fighting in front of him.
No, it wasn't a fight, it was Lu Shuihan's unilateral suppression.
Lu Shuihan's attack was the Zuo family's halberd technique, Chuiyun, taught by Zuo Ning along the way.
In just a few days, Lu Shuihan had become proficient in using it. Such speed made Zuo Ning even nod secretly. This talent is already the fastest martial arts talent I have ever seen except myself.
It seems that this girl still has a lot of skills to become a first-class grandmaster at this age.
Although Lu Shuihan had nothing nice to say about him, a person's demeanor and micro-expressions cannot deceive others, Zuo Ning thought to himself.
"Will An An just blow up her hair?"
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take out the jade flute that Li An gave him before leaving and gently caress it. He was afraid that by then he would find that there were several more sisters in the family, and he would have to scratch them like a cat if he wanted to blow hair. People.
Again, Qingmei An'an was easy to talk to, but she was afraid that the princess wouldn't be able to tolerate her.
Just when Zuo Ning was secretly worried and thinking about what would happen in the backyard in the future, he exchanged several blows with Yang Yuqing. The spear in Lu Shuihan's hand suddenly turned into a point, and at a weird angle, it stabbed Yang Yuqing from the bottom up through the gap in his ribs. Towards the heart.
But Yang Yuqing couldn't react at all. The sudden disappearance of the gun shadow caused his eyebrow-level stick to hit the air. His whole body leaned forward, as if he had bumped into Lu Shuihan's spear and was stabbed to death.
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Until his death, he still couldn't figure out how Lu Shuihan's spear was so weird and unpredictable just now.
His unclosed eyes stared at the spear pierced into his heart, and his eyes that lost their luster were still filled with confusion and fear.
"If we clean up all the trash in the cottage, even if this hidden gang of thieves and bandits is wiped out, it can also be considered as a harm to the pedestrians on the road."
Zuo Ning came up after seeing Lu Shuihan easily deal with Kan Rong and Yang Yuqing, which was regarded as fulfilling the verbal promise they just made.
After a battle, most of the shame and anger in Lu Shuihan's heart had gone away, and he nodded.
However, she has always suspected that Zuo Ning, a prostitute, did it on purpose. How could a Martial Saint with such a strong sense of perception touch her own body "accidentally"?
Just a pervert!
She shook the spear and shook off all the blood on the tip. After tidying up the white dress that had become a bit messy due to the battle, she faced the direction of the village without speaking.
Zuo Ning looked at her delicate and beautiful face from the side, smiled slightly, took out the Fang Tian Painting Halberd Cangmandu, used it to shake away the cloth strips wrapped around it, and the person disappeared in the same place. , and the black cloth strip that originally wrapped the spurge has not yet fallen to the ground.
Lu Shuihan looked at the strip of cloth slowly falling to the ground. Before he could react, a scream and a loud noise came from outside the woods.
She knelt down and picked up the black strip of cloth he dropped, then looked with her almond-shaped eyes in the direction where Zuo Ning disappeared, and then murmured: "Why are you being so cool... I have to clean up the things that I dropped, tUi... ....”
Only now did she realize that Zuo Ning had never shown his true strength in front of her. Just with this explosive power, Lu Shuihan knew that even his grandfather, who was also a Martial Saint, could never beat him.
He had sparred with himself for a few moves at the beginning, and it seemed that he could still resist a few attacks. In fact, with the strength he showed now, he would lose in two moves.
Zuo Ning really didn't mean to be cool, but his speed limit was so fast. In two breaths, he had already broken into the cottage that Kan Rong and Yang Yuqing had built before they were alive.
The gatekeepers thought the master had returned, but they didn't have time to react. The halberd in Zuo Ning's hand had already hit their heads.
The gatekeeper was thrown directly onto the huge bamboo door of the village, and then the bamboo broke instantly, making a sound like setting off firecrackers.
The door collapsed, and the gatekeeper changed the door he was guarding to his own neck.
"I can't help but smash it."
Zuo Ning stood up straight, then squinted his eyes towards the inside of the village.
Before the dust settled, the minions inside the cottage had not yet realized what had happened. They watched the black figure at the door flash past, and then appeared in front of them in an instant.
"Ah...yes!"
"There is an enemy attack. Speak more quickly in the next life."
Before the minion finished speaking, Zuo Ning raised his euphorbia high like cutting a watermelon.
A muffled sound of "hoo".
Then I sent him to open a new account.
One blow kills instantly, cleanly.
Zuo Ning didn't show any fancy moves.
His method of killing the enemy at this moment is very simple, that is, when he sees a minion, he rushes over, kills him with a swing of his halberd, and then moves on to the next one.
This efficiency is astonishingly high.
This is what Zuo Ning realized when he was fighting Beirong and Beiliao on the northern battlefield. It is the truth to strive to kill the enemy with one hit and to achieve the highest effect in the most energy-saving way.
Those minions barely had time to make a sound, their whole heads turned into rotten watermelons, and there was very little movement.
Of course, the one who broke the door could only be said to be an accident, and since he and Lu Shuihan had to stay in someone else's cottage tonight, there was no need to smash the furnishings inside to show off their masculine charm.
So, in fact, apart from the slamming on the door, there was very little movement.
Just as Zuo Ning was going on a killing spree, his ears suddenly caught the sound of an arrow cutting through the air.
Whoosh!
He calmly tilted his head slightly, and then a sharp arrow almost grazed his ear and flew from behind, plunging into the ground in front of him.
But this still interfered with Zuo Ning's movements. He switched from chopping to stabbing. While dodging the hidden arrows, he stabbed the last minion on the ground in the heart, making a bone-breaking sound.
And hidden arrows?
Without thinking, Zuo Ning quickly caught the cold arrow on the ground with his two fingers, and then flicked it with his backhand.
The arrow shot back faster than before, and then a scream came.
"You... these dog officials! tUi!"
At this moment, an angry curse came from under his feet. Hearing the curse, Zuo Ning turned his head and looked at the minion who had just lost his head because of the cold arrow.
This henchman's eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth was filled with blood that was constantly pouring out. But in this situation, when he was about to die, he still used his last strength to scold Zuo Ning.
His eyes were full of resentment towards Zuo Ning, to be precise, resentment towards Zuo Ning's identity.
"You...kill my...wife and children, take away my...fields, my clothes...all Tam is a beast! Beast!!!"
After scolding him for the last time, this minion completely died, his pupils were dilated, his body relaxed, and there was no more sound.
Zuo Ning was stunned for a moment by his scolding. He looked into his dead eyes and thought: They are obviously the bandits and it is their duty to eliminate harm for the people. Why are these bandits still scolding themselves?
Yang Yuqing did the same, and what he saw along the way was the same.
He could almost hear people in the marketplace, without exception, cursing the current court and emperor.
This is his first time out of Yan and Yunzhou, and he cannot see the chaos in Daqing outside these two states.
He fell into silence as he thought about the last words of a minion who dared to scold him.
After taking a few breaths, when Lu Shuihan trotted over, she didn't hear the screams at all. While she was still wondering why, she saw Zuo Ning standing there through the smashed door of the cottage. Don't know what to think.
But the rotten watermelons on the ground and the blood-stained spurge repeatedly demonstrated the violent aesthetics of his killing enemies.
Lu Shuihan had a dark look on his face as he was determined not to leave the whole body intact. She carefully walked around the rotten watermelon under the bamboo door, and ran towards Zuo Ning with a sad look on her face.
In fact, there were not so many minions in the village, only six or seven, and it took Zuo Ning less than seven or eight breaths to deal with them.
The speed was so fast that Lu Shuihan was stunned.
She couldn't help but wonder, if Zuo Ning had just dealt with Kan Rong and Yang Yuqing, would he have been so clean and tidy, killing them with one strike without leaving any corpses behind? Lu Shuihan felt that it was very possible.
The Martial Saint's energy can penetrate metal and stone without leaving the body. Wouldn't it be easy to break his head?
What Lu Shuihan saw was the last minion that Zuo Ning had eliminated.
After punching the euphorbia into the soil, Zuo Ning didn't even take a breath. Then he turned around and looked at Lu Shuihan running over with a smile. He put away his doubtful thoughts and smiled at Lu Shuihan.
"solved."
The voice was very soft, and it didn't look like he had just slaughtered the enemy.
"It's a courtyard of Xingtian. Isn't it uncomfortable for you to stay there at night?"
Lu Shuihan grinned, facing the six or seven Xingtians on the ground with a disgusted expression.
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Zuo Ning's clothes were not messed up. He patted Lu Shuihan's shoulders with both hands and said with a smile: "I've been on the battlefield for several years. What haven't I seen? If you think you can't stand it anymore, I'll bury them outside later." .”
This time it was a real slap on the shoulder.
Lu Shuihan's body was obviously stiff, and she was still a little at a loss for such an intimate contact.
Although the more intimate contact was already in the so-called unintentional contact of someone on the left.
She took a deep breath, and finally did not slap the opponent on her shoulder away. She just turned her face sideways, not looking at Zuo Ning, and said yes.
Seeing the blush gradually rising on her face, Zuo Ning still smiled but made no further move.
Lu Shuihan's long, snow-white hair refracted a faint golden light in the sun, and his slender and equally white eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was enduring the touch of this shameless scoundrel. If it weren't for the humiliated expression on his face, Zuo Ning would have I thought I was bullying a young beauty like a rascal.
After watching for a while, Zuo Ning finally responded after seeing Lu Shuihan's increasingly unbearable expression.
"good."
Then he let go of his hands and went to deal with the pile of rotten watermelons on the ground.
Lu Shuihan looked at his busy back and the pile of Xingtian on the ground, and sighed.
I don't know how Zuo Ning, a seemingly elegant and elegant young man, has such a habit of killing enemies and shooting watermelons. This behavior cannot be said to be incompatible with his appearance, it can only be said to be too much of a contrast.
She looked at Zuo Ning's sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, which were sharp and angular, and looked more beautiful than the devil's peach blossom eyes, and she felt a burning sensation on her little face.
"Bah, who would like such a pervert? And he already has two fiancées. Now he can only be the third child. It's such a loss. It's absolutely not possible."
Lu Shuihan thought secretly.
I was touched once and kicked as if by a dog.
Um.
Resisting the temptation to be aroused by Zuo Ning's evil appearance and excessive strength, Lu Shuihan let out a breath and turned back to the place where he had just fought with Kanrong Yang Yuqing, preparing to kill Zuo Ning's horse. Bring it back.
Zuo Ning raised his head, looked at her graceful back, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
The proud Lu Shuihan would not be trapped by himself so easily, and still had to wait for the opportunity that would come naturally.
Who says you can’t continue looking for a wife after having two fiancées?
If Old Tang were here at this moment, he would definitely understand him. After all, he knew very well how unique his family's son was in his hobbies.
