Luo nine needles

Chapter 107
Although it is not sad because of the loss, it is always a surprise to find it back.

Meng Xichang looked at the iron hand in a daze, and it should be called the iron hand sword to be exact.

Not only does he have hands, but he can pick up swords again.

"Although it is a sword, it is definitely not as good as your original hand and original sword." Qixing said, "Just like when you first learned swordsmanship, you need to start all over again, which means you have to start all over again. Once again, even more bitter."

Meng Xi smiled: "If there is a chance to do it all over again, no matter how bitter it is, it will be sweet."

Qixing led his hand on his arm again, and with a turn, the long sword slowly retracted, and the hilt became an iron hand again.

Next, Qixing pointed out the action again, watched as Meng Xichang disassembled it by himself, and Chuntao followed carefully, and started to disassemble it once.

"That's all I can do." Qixing said, "I created a hand for you, but whether this hand can be used or not, you still need to tame it yourself."

Meng Xichang nodded, and once again raised his hands to salute Qixing, "Thank you." He smiled again, "Look, compared to just now, this clasped fist is more proficient."

Seven Star also smiled.

"By the way, you, Seventh Master, have you also received the order to promote talents from Momen in the capital?" Meng Xichang asked.

Qixing nodded.

"Heroes from many places are coming, and the time and place should be decided soon." Meng Xichang said, and smiled again, "Will the seven masters be interested by then?"

Qixing nodded: "Of course." After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and saluted, "I will recommend myself to be the head, and ask Meng Xia to help."

Meng Xichang was a little surprised, he thought the girl would say something to see, but he didn't expect to directly declare that he wanted to be the head.

Yes, young people should have such ambition, not to mention that she is indeed capable of both civil and military skills, courageous and resourceful.

"Meng really admires the Seven Masters." He said, "I will definitely recommend you as the head to reorganize the Momen."

Qixing nodded, didn't say any more, and got up to leave.

Chuntao glanced at the sky outside, and the night had already fallen: "Miss, it's too late, you should stay here."

Although the family is very simple, there is only one room, and everyone is crowded together.

Their mother and daughter depended on each other and had no relatives, and they never thought about entertaining guests.

I should tidy up the kitchen a few days ago, so I can sleep alone.

"There is no curfew in the capital, and the gates of the city will not all be closed." Qixing said, "I will hurry up and get home in the middle of the night."

Chief Meng Xi didn't want to keep him any longer: "Be careful when walking at night at Qidang's house."

Qixing said goodbye to them, not forgetting to say goodbye to the old woman who was avoiding in the kitchen, and galloped away on horseback.

The three of them stood in the yard, the night quickly engulfed the figure of the girl, but the torches they held in their hands shone like stars in the sky.

The stars in the sky gradually went away.

Director Meng Xi looked away and said, "Tomorrow, I will build a room for my family first."

Chuntao hurriedly said, "Your hands should be nourished first."

Meng Xichang said: "It just happens to be used to adapt." After that, he took the ax and continued to chop firewood.

Chuntao stopped persuading her, picked up a few pieces of chopped firewood, and started cooking by herself.

The old woman is free now, sitting in Chun Ye's room, nodding: "It's time to build another room."

Aokiji stood in the yard looking at the night sky.

Thick and thin rain sprinkled on the face.

"Maybe Miss is here." Aunt Guo, who was going to rest after washing, saw her still standing under the eaves, and said, "After all, the weather is bad."

This is also possible, and what the lady gave this time is not food and drink, so you can leave after putting it down, Aokiji nodded, thinking that the iron hand that the lady shot was still a hand that can move with pressing, it is really shocking.
Be sure to teach in detail how to use it.

but.
"Miss said she would be back." Aokiji said, shaking his head, "I will be back anytime later."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand to Aunt Guo.

"Ms. Guo, go and rest, I'll just guard the door."

Aunt Guo responded, and was about to leave when the shadows by the door shook, and the ground dragon stood up.

"Outside," he whispered, "someone."

someone?Qingzhi's face changed slightly, and Aunt Guo also stopped.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the rain turned into beans, splashing on the ground, but near the capital, there were many shops and tea sheds flickering on the roadside.

At this time, the night was dark, and the tea sheds in the foot shop were quiet. Occasionally, there were scattered people sitting and sheltering from the rain.

Qixing raised his bamboo hat and looked in front of his eyes, the city gate was faintly visible in front of him.

There is no need to take shelter from the rain, and I can go to the city and go home by galloping for a while.

Qixing urged the horse forward, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw scattered figures standing up in the nearby tea shed. They walked to the door, and then took a step out in unison.
Accompanied by one step, the bean-sized raindrops around were instantly shattered, turning into fine rain and mist, like a big net rushing towards Qixing on horseback.

At the same time, Qixing flicked the torch in his hand, and thick smoke rose from the nearly burnt torch, making the rain and fog prick and rattle.

The horse neighed and raised its front hooves. Numerous blood holes appeared on its body. The next moment it fell to the ground, water splashed everywhere, red.

There were no seven stars on the horse's back, and at the same time as the torch was swung, a shadow broke through the rain and fog like a dragon, and almost at the same time as the horse fell to the ground, it arrived in front of the figure in the tea shed.

With a muffled bang, Qi Xing seemed to hit a person's chest with his whole body, and the person let out a scream and fell into the tea shed, hit a table, and remained motionless.

I knew in advance that this woman was very powerful, but killing one person in this meeting was still intuitively shocking.

With one blow, Qixing didn't stop. He fell to the ground, his hands spread out in front of him, a long sword shadow swirled, and the rain, lights, and night rolled instantly, involving the rest of the people.

There was a piercing sound as the weapons collided, and the rain splashed in all directions, mixed with blood.

People keep flying out, the difference is that their wounds are different, some are on the neck, some are on the chest, the same thing is that no matter where they are, they are all fatal.

With a few short screams, the sound of weapons colliding disappeared, only the rain covered the sky, and the tea shed was deathly silent.

Qixing's whole body was soaked, and her body was mixed with rainwater and blood. She didn't look at the corpses scattered all over the place, and she didn't let go of that. Her figure was loose, with one hand behind her back and the other in front, looking through the rain to a direction in the dark night. .

There was clapping and clapping in the night.

"Fantastic, powerful." A thin, gloomy voice followed, "I didn't even see clearly how you killed people."

Accompanied by the conversation, three figures came out from the night rain. They were about the same height, fat and thin, dressed exactly the same, and even walked exactly the same, like three puppets controlled by someone.

But they are not three puppets.

"Stop talking nonsense." The same voice sounded, but more urgent than the previous one.

"Let her kill it again." The same voice sounded again, slower than the previous one.

Accompanied by this slow sound, the three of them stood up at the same time. Each of them had a long sword in their hands. The three long swords made a buzzing sound, and the rain curtain in front of Qixing was instantly shattered. The raindrops seemed to be evaporated by the sword energy. The sky and the earth were plunged into a vast expanse of whiteness.

The three swords merged into a red shadow, like a long snake spit out a red letter, and rushed towards Qixing.

(End of this chapter)