The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

Lan Xishu was half lying down calmly, under his curled left leg, the arrows of the crossbow were within reach, and Lan Xishu was very relaxed.

Lan Xishu closed his eyes and turned his ears, Wang Xiaoya's hooves were approaching, and the hoofbeats were slow, two feet away, Wang Xiaoya was reining in and leading the horse, Wang Xiaoya kicked off the saddle, the sound of wine shaking in the wine jar, Wang Xiaoya jumped off the horse, and walked quickly Later, Lan Xishu even heard the sound of Wang Xiaoya's saber hitting her body slightly from the sound of Wang Xiaoya's trampling footsteps, the horse's snort, and the clatter of her robe.

Lan Xishu opened his eyes sleepily, smiled a little tiredly, and lifted his body up: "So fast! Oh! I almost fell asleep!"

Lan Xishu rubbed his eyes and scratched his face in the air, seeing Wang Xiaoya desperately trying to control his nervousness, and the hand holding the wine jar trembling slightly, Lan Xishu thought to himself: This guy must have been terrified all the way here!

Lan Xishu yawned several times, scratched his neck and cheeks, and looked like he had no appetite.

"I'm afraid you're worried! Go and come back quickly! Here! The wine is not easy to hold, so I bought two jars, pig heart, donkey meat in sauce, and wild game rabbit!" Wang Xiaoya hurriedly put the things in her hand into the blue In front of Xishu, he saw that Lan Xishu was completely relaxed and Lai Yangyang, and his movements became natural.

"I don't worry about your work!" Lan Xishu continued to close his eyes with a tired expression that he planned to squint for a while.

"Third Young Master! Let's eat and drink to relieve fatigue!" Wang Xiaoya pushed the wine jar in front of Lan Xishu.

"Wait until the brothers are all together!" Lan Xishu tilted his body without opening his eyes. This is a habit that the brothers all know. Lan Xishu never eats alone.

Wang Xiaoya continued to eat everything from a cloth bag, down to peanuts and salted eggs.

Lan Xishu knew that Wang Xiaoya was also beating his heart, and this kid was also delaying time. He kept his hands and feet just to cover up the panic in his heart. His evasive eyes exposed his heart, and Lan Xishu sneered in his heart.

Wang Xiaoya came slowly. Zhang Bingqian, who was detouring around the Shahe embankment, must be on the way to whip the horse. Maybe, now that he has come into Ding Ya's sight, should he deal with Wang Xiaoya first or wait and see, what if Zhang Bingqian doesn't come in person?

Lan Xishu closed his eyes and suddenly coughed lightly. Seeing Lan Xishu dozing up in a daze, Wang Xiaoya was shocked suddenly, and when she lowered her head, Lan Xishu's bright and swollen eyes did not know when she was looking up. He squinted at himself.

Lan Xishu's eyes are sharp and piercing to the soul.

But Lan Xishu closed his eyes like hysteria.

"Third Young Master! Don't worry, sleep for a while! I'll go around!"

Wang Xiaoya was out of her wits in an instant, his face was pale and he squatted unsteadily, almost squatting on the ground without a buttock, psychologically he was afraid of Lan Xishu.

Wang Xiaoya staggered to her feet and stepped back, subconsciously touching the saber.

"Ok!"

When Wang Xiaoya retreated, she immediately dispelled the idea of ​​taking advantage of the unpreparedness to kill her. This idea has been in his mind for a long time, and he has practiced it repeatedly for a long time. Not cold, if he kills Xia Shiyu's number one arm, Lan Xishu, then Zhang Bing will look at him differently and enter Beijing with a high profile. This is his only chance in his early days. , I can't turn back, I can only gamble.

But Lan Xishu's shadow in his heart is too strong. Lan Xishu is famous for his fast sword and fast hands. If he refuses to accept it, Lan Xishu's alertness when sleeping is different from ordinary people. If he is not accurate, then Within three steps, the blood spattered on the spot must be him, this is not a question of stealing the chicken or losing the rice!It's better to knock down the tree and touch the old raven to be safe!

Don't get the benefits and die first.

Wang Xiaoya went around seven or eight steps away to the side of the jujube tree. Lan Xishu couldn't see her, and she was psychologically safe. Wang Xiaoya looked into the woods. It was quiet in the woods. It seemed that Jing Maangan was tied to the tree and waited for death in peace. Well, that stunned young horse slam is nothing to worry about.

Lan Xishu has a hidden illness and is single. This is a godsend opportunity!

Wang Xiaoya turned her head to look at Lan Xishu from time to time, and when she looked up at the dense forest behind the tomb, there was a figure flashing among the trees. It seemed that the horse had stayed on the embankment.

Wang Xiaoya's blood surged with a sudden burst of enthusiasm. He saw the eldest brother Li in the front, Zhang Bing in the front and center, and Lao Hei in the back, tossing behind the tree like a blind bear.

Wang Xiaoya hurriedly stepped back, Lan Xishu tilted her head and slumped her shoulders, and clicked her mouth from time to time.

Wang Xiaoya pressed the handle of the knife with her hand, stepped back and slowly moved sideways towards Lan Xishu, her eyes fixed on Lan Xishu's face, her heart was beating wildly, and she kept telling herself to be ruthless!

Eldest brother Li already drew a sharp knife in his hand, stooped and groped into the tomb. He couldn't see Lan Xishu under the tree, but he must have seen Wang Xiaoya and the horse, who were circling around the tomb and Zhang Bingqian who was following behind and scattered. .

The adjourned Lao Hei turned a corner in the south of the cemetery and walked towards the woods where Jing Maang'an was. Wang Xiaoya must have told him that there was a soft bone there.

Wang Xiaoya gradually gained weight as Zhang Bingqian and his elder brother Li approached, and he actually started to take credit for it again, be quick and ruthless!

Be quick!

Be quick!

Shot!

As soon as the bright silver blade was unsheathed, Wang Xiaoya felt her eyes blurred and her neck felt cold. Why did she lose her breath? Tune.

Be quick!This has always been Lan Xishu's mastery of housekeeping skills!

Wang Xiaoya!You are also worthy of the class!

Bang!Wang Xiaoya didn't want the knife or the knife. She stared at her blood gushing forward and rushed forward. Lan Xishu didn't agree.

It's over when you die, you think it's over once and for all, there's no way!

With a swipe of Lan Xishu's right arm, a black spot jumping behind the tombstone was instantly targeted, whoosh!Moving the chain target, the big brother Li, who is tall and inflexible, has not had time to flash behind the tombstone, when Lan Xishu's chain crossbow arrows arrive, the crossbow nails his forehead, and the big brother Li screams and falls down like a half-mountain. On the grave, the messy grass stalks poked his face full of fireworks.

A muffled groan was covered almost at the same time, and the cold wind poured into his ears. Zhang Bingqian's right ear was taken away by the crossbow arrow without hiccupping. A tree behind him thumped with dead leaves, and Zhang Bingqian pulled his ear in pain. It's gone, the blood is pouring down the neck!

Zhang Bingqian knew he had been fooled!

Zhang Bingqian also knew that he knew it too late.

Lan Xishu didn't make a series of attacks, because Ding Ya's figure behind Zhang Bing was on the line in front of Zhang Bing, and the crossbow arrows didn't have eyes, so it was no joke.

Pom Pom!

Wang Xiaoya was trembling all over her body, but she leaned back on Lan Xishu's shoulder affectionately, and she was as intimate as Lan Xishu's conjoined twins. I don't feel it anymore.

This is Zhang Bingqian's dying feedback on his betrayal!

Zhang Bing whistled in front of the police, smelled something unusual behind him, and ran across a grave, intending to get out of the way.

It was really in line with Lan Xishu's wishes, the moment Zhang Bing missed Ding Ya, Lan Xishu forcibly chased the only crossbow arrow, and the target was the narrowest throat of the body, just to show off his skills, he has always been so arrogant!

Zhang Bingqian leaned back with a click, and the galloping Ding Ya gave up, and the single sword that was released was half a blink slower than Lan Xishu's and sank into Zhang Bingqian's back. Zhang Bingqian hesitated for a while before he died. Appropriate, when I think about it, I can't afford to lose this person, let's put my face on the ground!

thump!

Zhang Bing jumped forward and fell in front of a very old tombstone.

Lan Xishu pushed Wang Xiaoya to the ground and smiled at Ding Ya across five or six graves. Ding Ya wiped his body and turned to the depths of the woods. The clinking of sharp blades sounded not only pleasant but also intimate. .