The second master obviously didn't expect that the young man below him would have such skills. He was stunned for a moment, and saw that the young man had climbed up to the high platform and slashed with the cold halberd, his murderous intention rising.
Before the contempt on the second master's face could be lifted, he hurriedly fought with surprise. As soon as he swung his sword, his arm was chopped off by the fierce young man with a halberd.
"ah--!!"
A scream echoed through the martial arts hall.
Wei Zhuling kicked the second master away, and the bodyguards next to him finally reacted and swarmed forward, each with their weapons drawn, fighting with the young man.
Wei Zhuling deliberately spared the lives of the second master and did not take any care of these bodyguards. He beheaded the enemy from a high platform, using all his deadly moves.
In a short time, the martial arts hall had fallen into a mass of scattered corpses. The ground was stained with blood, and it was so tragic.
There were less than half of the remaining bodyguards. Looking at the murderous young man, the contempt that had just been fierce was gone. They cautiously surrounded the young man in the middle, and no one dared to get close.
There were still escorts coming in a hurry from the courtyard gates on both sides.
Wei Zhuling stared at the movement at the courtyard gate calmly. He was not in a hurry to fight again and turned to look at the second master whose arm was broken by him.
The young man held a halberd that was stained with blood. There were a few splashes of blood on his cold and handsome face, lying on the corners of his cheeks and mouth. As the young man smiled, he was as wild as a ghost, and the King of Hell in the vagina was demanding his life.
"Huh, a bunch of rabble."
The second master and all the bodyguards listened to the young man's cold and playful ridicule, but no one dared to rebuke him on the spot.
At the same time, in the courtyard behind the escort agency, a scholar was walking through the courtyard, as if he was passing through a deserted place.
The bodyguards had all been summoned to the martial arts hall urgently, and the courtyard behind them was all empty. However, when the scholar was passing by a certain courtyard, he was bumped into by a group of bodyguards who were about to rush to the front.
"Where did Mr. Rabbit come from! Stop!"
Scholars in the Dayi Dynasty were dressed in cloth crowns and double sash, which looked like two rabbit ears at first glance, so the scholar was nicknamed "Rabbit Xianggong".
The bodyguard was tall and powerful, and he thought he could intimidate the scholar when he drank from a distance.
Unexpectedly, the scholar acted as if he had not heard his stern words, and still walked coldly towards the yard in front where the children were imprisoned.
When the escort saw this, his face darkened immediately, he rolled up his sleeves to reveal his arm with the scar on it, and he raised his fist towards the scholar with an angry look on his face.
"Little bastard, you didn't hear me tell you to stop, right? You want to taste grandpa's fist-"
Before the escort could finish his words, his fierce fist was deflected by the young scholar with a tilt of his head. The young man turned aside, and the escort's neck had been broken by the young man's calloused slender hands.
The scholar's neat and fast steps never slowed down at all.
However, after the escort fell, the scholar who took two steps turned back.
The scholar kicked him into the grass nearby and picked some weeds to cover him. At least at first glance, his body could not be seen from the road.
Then, the scholar turned around and went straight to the courtyard whose door was tightly locked with iron chains and wooden bolts.
In the yard, Xiao Chayin was sitting on the steps, holding her chubby little chin with her two little hands cutely, blinking her bright eyes, and looking seriously at brother Jing Qing making little rabbits for her out of weeds.
Next to the pink and tender breasts, there was a circle of tiger cubs, foals and kittens... surrounding the baby. Those who didn't know it thought that the baby was not abducted but was here to play with his brother. Woolen cloth.
When the scholar, wearing a white bamboo and ink robe, landed on the Zhuwa wall like a god, his face became cold and solemn when he saw this scene.
Jing Qing raised his head as if he was aware of it and raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw a young man dressed as a scholar.
When Chayin saw her brother stop, she looked up stupidly and saw the man standing on the wall. She immediately jumped up happily, ran to the wall excitedly and looked up at the man on the wall, happily Jumping, jumping,
"Third brother, third brother! Are you coming to play games with Yinyin and Jingqing brother too?"
Wei Jiangshen looked at her pink little breasts and smiled sweetly with a soft dimple, her face suddenly turned pale, her smile was as warm as the sun, she jumped down lightly, and the inkstone breath on her body was as warm as the breeze.
The young man bent down, took his little sister into his arms, and scratched the tip of her little nose. His peach blossom eyes were full of warmth and love.
"Yes, third brother is here to play games with Yinyin and Jingqing. Does Yinyin miss third brother?"
"Think about it!"
The little baby girl happily slipped into the arms of her gentle third brother, kicking her short legs happily. Her white and fat little arms like lotus joints hugged her brother's neck. A pair of small dimples were sunken sweetly. The dark eyes are particularly bright.
"Third brother, how did you find us? Did you follow the sparkling stone powder that Yinyin sprinkled to find us~Yinyin learned it from brother Jingqing! Yinyin is not great! Look, brother Jingqing returned it Yinyin made up a little rabbit..."
Baby Chayin was talking to her brother in a milky voice, and the joy in Chayin'er almost flew up.
A certain little boy, who had been forgotten by the baby, curled his lips in a funny way as he listened to the baby's chattering little milky sounds.
After all, the little baby has indeed not seen her third brother for a long time, longer than her other brothers. No wonder she is so nagging and annoying.
Jing Qing glanced at the circle of little guys on the steps next to him, and he and his little baby were forgotten in his mind.
He shook his head helplessly and smiled, looking past the young man who was gently coaxing his little sister, to the closed wooden door behind him.
"Third brother, do you have your sword?"
