Wei Shu

Chapter 86
"Here." Under the veiled black veil, Alan said in a low voice, and pointed at the alley where he stopped just now, but the doubts in his heart did not dissipate.

They made an appointment to meet here, and now it was just the right time, Hua Zhen came on time, but the journey seemed a bit too ostentatious.

Why didn't she change clothes?
This thought came up for the second time, and it was never suppressed again.

Alan slowed down subconsciously, staring deeply at the slender figure walking in front, the worry in his eyes was replaced by suspicion.

The alley was very quiet, all the people in the city gathered by the river to watch the boat ride, but the adjacent alleys were deserted.

The girl seemed unaware of the hesitation of the man behind her, and stepped briskly into the alley. A very strong fragrance wafted from the rolled skirt and was blown away by the east wind.

After walking into the alley, the girl turned her head and tilted her head playfully towards her bodyguard, as if she was observing something, and smiled lightly as usual.

For some reason, that delicate and sideways figure made Alan's heart beat suddenly and his mind ache, as if he had been split in half by a giant axe.

Bloody smell!

He stopped, his mind filled with surging emotions.

At that moment, in the rich fragrance of "Thousand Lixiang", the very light, rust-like smell, like a thin needle, pierced through the tenderness and charm of the sky, and also pierced Alan's heart temporarily blinded by joy .

It was a smell he was very familiar with.Whenever the black and white swords in his palms shattered his throat and severed his head, the blood that splattered still carried warm blood, and that was the smell.

Alan's eyes under the veil were instantly cold, and he quickly pressed his hands to the hilt of his sword.

This is not the girl he was waiting for.

But she was wearing a floral dress.

Alan's face turned pale, and the coldness in his eyes suddenly turned into a murderous intent.

"Chuck-"

The sound of the sword was clanging, and the sound was familiar as usual. Alan turned his wrist almost without thinking, and the scene of the intersection of blood, blue skirt and broken white gauze already appeared in his mind.

However, the familiar black and white sword light did not appear as expected.

His hands are being suppressed by a huge force.

A chill came from the back of his heart, and Alan lowered his head suddenly.

Two slender and delicate hands were pressing firmly on the hilts of the two swords.

To be precise, those are actually two fingers.

The two slender and flexible index fingers, seemingly fragile, were in fact unparalleled in precision, firmly locking the spring of the sword hilt, and the strength was astonishingly great.

When did she bully her?
The chill in my heart gradually expanded, and the air around me became extremely cold at this moment.

For a moment, Alan even felt that his wrist might have been interrupted in the process of drawing the sword, because he could neither feel the touch of the palm touching the hilt, nor could he feel the slight tap of the black and white jade pendant under the hilt. cold.

These two slender fingers were like two weighty lead weights, pressing the unsheathed double swords back into the scabbard forcefully.

Alan's slender eyebrows stood up sharply, and the reaction formed over the years of assassination made him take a step back to take a breath in an instant, relieve the force of the sword hilt, and at the same time shake his body, forcefully penetrated his arms, and pressed his hands for the second time. spring.

At this moment, the huge force pressing on the hilt of the sword suddenly lightened, and Alan couldn't stop for a while, his feet swayed slightly, his heart tightened suddenly, and his hands subconsciously left the sword and crossed them in front of his chest.

At this moment, the violent wind hit, and the huge force that made him unable to draw the sword fell like a mountain peak, and directly hit his breastbone.

"Bam—"

Alan took the opponent's palm forcefully, and the severe pain from his arm made him realize the terrifying power contained in the petite body in front of him.Fortunately, he withdrew his steps in time and his movements were not messed up, so he lost most of his strength and his arms were not injured.Even so, the chill in his heart spread all over his body.

She saw through my martial arts skills.

thought Alan.

Swordsmanship.

A kind of swordsmanship that was born out of Dongying's sword-drawing technique and was mastered by Xinli warriors.

What Alan practiced was the simplest and most simple one of them:
The sword is ready to kill, and it has never failed.

Even in the one he was most wounded, he drew his sword at the last moment and beheaded his opponent.

Obviously, this woman is jealous of his swordsmanship, so she will take a close-up attack and will never distance herself from him.

As his thoughts flashed, Alan's figure moved first, and the teachings of his master sounded in his mind:
"What the enemy avoids, we attack."

The more the opponent avoids the taboo, the more he should attack his weaknesses and develop his own strengths, so that he can remain invincible.

The steps under his feet changed again, and the sound of "swipe, swipe, swipe" in the alley was like flying leaves sweeping the ground, and Alan's whole body was like falling leaves in a strong wind, retreating back quickly, and turning his body sideways at the same time. The hands on Yu's chest were pressed against the hilt of the sword again.

He will draw his sword.

As long as he has two swords in hand, he is confident that within three moves, he can destroy this female warrior who doesn't know where he came from, and then break the opponent's whole body's bones, forcing her to ask Huazhen's whereabouts.

Something must have happened to Huazhen.

This thought did not break Alan's will, but inspired his unprecedented strength. The joints of his wrist suddenly stood up, and his callused five fingers were as hard as iron, pressing down on the spring like lightning.

"Chong-"

The sword sounded again, black and white sword lights shot out, Alan's eyebrows and eyes were also illuminated by the cold light, and murderous intent was surging in those eyes.

However, the rising cold light was only two inches away.

The girl seemed to have known her opponent's intentions long ago, her slender fingers suddenly protruded forward in an unimaginable manner, and they touched each of the hilts of the two swords like spirit snakes.

The bounced sword body fell back into the sheath again, and the sound of the sword sound was the sound of the two swords being sheathed at the same time.

With the force of a finger, the two swords were sheathed at the same time, and the killing intent in Alan's eyes was like broken ice, with cracks showing.

There is no third chance.

At this moment, the fluttering blue gauze is like a net, and every inch of the net is covered with sharp needle-like thorns.

The hairs on Alan's face stood on end, and it was almost impossible to breathe. The woman in front of him had an unimaginably thick internal force, and the substantial sense of oppression forced him to open his mouth, grabbing the slightly cold air with all his strength.

"Boom boom boom——"

The auspicious time has arrived, thousands of sails are competing for the crossing, and all the flower boats and colorful boats are leaving the dock. The musicians on the boat played the music of praying to the gods, the actors and witches performed dances to celebrate the sacrifice, and the priests held high the flags of five grains and one hundred insects, and sang the ancient Ballads, trumpets, gongs and drums, and the cheers of the people on both sides of the strait filled the whole world, making the sky full of noise and excitement.

In the alley, there were no traces of people.

The rarely seen grand scene in Baishuang City naturally attracted thousands of people to empty the alleys, and no one knew what happened in the alleys.

The east wind blew gently, stirring up the dry dust of the Northland, and the messy footprints trampled on the ground in the alley were quickly covered by the dust.

(End of this chapter)