This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

In a snow-white world, a silver moon shines in the sky, the cold night covers the mountains, the chilly wind is blowing, the lights on the street are dim, and only a few sporadic people can be seen film.

The moonlit night is bleak, pedestrians are lonely, the floating clouds cover the moon disk in the sky, and hide all the loose shadows on the ground.

boom.

The door of the inn was pushed open by a big hand, and the cold wind with snowflakes rushed in. Unlike the deserted streets, the steamy house was full of alcohol and laughter.

The sudden sound was accompanied by the cold air, and everyone subconsciously looked towards the door, only to see a man wearing a worn-out coat, with a big knife on his waist, and two circles of black cloth wrapped around his head, only a pair of eyes were exposed. Sharp eyes.

This man didn't talk when he came, he just stood upright, his cold eyes swept over everyone, many people subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

Such a character, even if he doesn't say a word, the words "unkind to the comer" can be seen all over his body.

"Yo, the guest officer is here, please come inside."

When the atmosphere was silent, Xiao Er stepped forward with his waist bent, and quickly closed the door that was fanning. Once the cold wind stopped, the temperature in the room began to warm up.

Xiao Er rubbed his hands to meet the masked swordsman, and asked enthusiastically, "Guest must be tired from the long journey, so here's a bucket of hot water for you to warm yourself up. There are still a few jars in the shop." Ten years of good wine, if you think it is suitable, please go upstairs?"

The masked man didn't make a sound, but followed Xiaoer's guidance and went upstairs step by step.

After he left, the atmosphere in the basement hall really warmed up. There was a table in the corner, and a middle-aged man with a goatee knocked on the table lightly and said, "See, this is the real gangster in the world." of."

Sitting opposite him were two young boys, they looked up at the direction in which the masked man disappeared, and said with lingering fear: "Master, this man is really scary, just now when he glanced over, I didn't even dare to breathe .”

The goatee picked up the drink on the table and took a sip, pointed at the little apprentice in front of him with a finger, and taught him a lesson: "Now I understand, there are only two brushes to show off outside, and one of you two is not enough." People have a knife."

The little apprentice was very curious: "Master, shall we go to Mount Heng tomorrow?"

"Go, why don't you go," Goatee said leisurely, "Let's just join in the fun and not do anything. Things in the rivers and lakes are one less thing, you boy, if you don't even have the guts, you'd better go home early and farm. Bar,"

The little apprentice blushed, lowered his head in shame, and dared not speak any more.

At this time, the other people in the hall were talking about topics related to Hengshan. In recent days, there are many masters in the world who want to step on the Hengshan faction to become famous. day after day.

This inn has already entered the boundary of Mount Heng, and most of the people who come from south to north come here for this reason.

Upstairs in the guest room, Xiao Er retreated out after preparing the hot water. After the masked swordsman checked the room, he slowly removed the disguise on his body, revealing an almost numb face.

This person is the former General Banner of Jinyiwei, counting thousands of miles.

A few days ago, Jin Yiwei's informant sent him news that the agreement between Ji Qianli and Jin Yiwei had been completed, the other party no longer needed him to kill people, and he was free.

After losing the shackles on his body, Ji Qianli did not feel relaxed. The deep hatred in his heart is the source of strength that has pushed him to persist until today.

Ever since he was the first person to join Jinyiwei and step into the rivers and lakes to kill, Ji Qianli has been making swords in the hands of others, but this time he came to Mount Heng, he wanted to wield the sword for himself.

Before leaving Jinyiwei, he heard from his former brothers what had happened on Mount Heng. After Yu Fang disappeared, the current Hengshan faction is ruled by Mingyu, and this person was the one who forced Pei Xia to death when he entered Beijing. the culprit.

During his lifetime, Ji Qianli and Pei Xia failed to stay together as they wished, and even the title, he only engraved it on the cold tombstone after the girl died.

Ever since he practiced the Gorefiend Saber Technique, Ji Qianli's mind seemed to have become a mess. Some people and things from the past kept becoming blurred from his memory, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Only this girl from the Hengshan faction has always remained at the most important place in his mind, and she still accompanied him unswervingly when he was deep in the cold killing hell.

Ji Qianli took out a jade hairpin from his bosom, this was something Pei Xia had been wearing all along, and it was the only thing left to him by the other party that could prove those beautiful pasts.

Holding the jade hairpin, Ji Qianli sat on the edge of the bathtub, and waited until the steaming water became icy cold before he stepped into it, washing the filth off his body with the biting cold.

When Xiaoer came to deliver the meal the next day, he knocked on the door and was even more dazed. The masked man who looked like a half-tramp yesterday, after tidying up today, looked like he was holding a knife in white. So handsome.

"Guest officer."

Xiao Er was carrying the food, as clever as he was, he was at a loss for words for a while, so he didn't say anything, and after signaling to Xiao Er to leave the things, he sent him away.

Ji Qianli's eyes were as deep as the night, and after finishing the breakfast in a dull manner, he took out a ghost mask and put it on, tied the knife around his waist, turned and left the guest room.

Xiao Er, who was waiting outside, heard the sound and came up to meet him. After seeing Ji Qianli wearing a mask, he was so frightened that he dropped the tea he was holding in his hand.

He turned pale with fright, shrank back to the corner of the wall tremblingly, and said with chattering teeth: "This, this mask, you, you are a ghost-faced knife—?!"

This inn is located at the border of Mount Heng, and most of the people it receives are from the rivers and lakes on weekdays, so he, the waiter, naturally knows a lot of news from all over the world.

He had heard the rumors of the ghost-faced murderous knife without any accidents, but he never expected that he would have the chance to meet such a descendant of evil star.

Before he could ask for mercy, Ji Qianli said indifferently: "The money for the hotel is in the room, order it."

After finishing speaking, Ji Qianli walked over Xiao Er who was on the ground who was afraid to move, and walked out of the inn step by step.

This ghost mask is basically equivalent to putting Ji Qianli's identity on the bright side. When everyone saw it again along the way, it was different from the indifference last night.

"It's him! This guy is too crazy! He just killed Lin Yuanwai's whole family, including the five-year-old boy, and now he dares to show up in a big way. He doesn't treat me like a righteous man." The doctor has put it in his eyes!"

"What is this? I also heard that he killed 'Yibo Yuntian' Lu Daxia not long ago, and even hung Lu Daxia's head on a pole. This person is simply insane!"

Ji Qianli, who appeared wearing a mask, was soon surrounded by a group of knight-errants before he left the inn.

"Ghost-faced knife! You have committed many evils! Next year today will be your death date! Take your life!"

Someone shouted loudly, and led everyone to kill Ji Qianli.

Ji Qianli looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, and slowly put his right hand on the knife at his waist. Accompanied by a fierce light, the horizontal knife came out of its sheath, and the blood was like the wind, sweeping away. The stick, or the armor of flesh and blood, all shattered in response.

The light of the knife flashed like a thunder and lightning surge. In an instant, the blood mist sprayed all over the sky like rain, and the whole street was dyed blood red.