Listening to politics behind a curtain?Kill the Queen Mother at the beginning!

Chapter 54

"Bang, bang, bang..."

This is the dull sound of the soles of the boots stepping on the ground, but it is faintly overshadowed by the urn thunder. From a distance, a man who is eight feet long, has a swallow jaw and a tiger beard, and holds a pair of maces like an iron tower is rushing towards the ancestral hall. Its sound is like thunder, its momentum is like a galloping horse, and its momentum is even better than that of Pei Xingwu in Shangjing.

This man named Yuan Kui,

It is a third-rank pure martial artist who has lived in Xie Mansion for a long time. He was originally a butcher who slaughtered pigs and dogs in Qinghe County. , So, just quite famous among the market.

And because of her straightforward nature, she doesn't like to be restrained, and the old mother in the family is old and weak, and needs to be taken care of by her side every day, so she has been doing that lowly job in the market place, and has never accepted others' solicitation.

Later, the old mother in the family suffered from an incurable disease. Xie's family saw this opportunity and begged for a hundred-year-old ginseng to hang her life. Shengsheng prolongs his life for two years, and finally passed away...

For the Xie family, this was an extremely cost-effective deal, because this man named Yuan Kui had helped the Xie family suppress countless bandits and chaos in the past two years, and forcibly opened up several business routes. It can be worth ten thousand gold.

After the death of his old mother, he didn't like to be restrained, and he didn't have any concerns. At first, everyone thought that he would leave, but they didn't expect that he would still stay in Xie's house, and he still didn't take any money, just asking for food.

Others laughed at him as a fool,

He also smirked and never explained.

"Come on, light up all the candles and lanterns!"

Feeling the fear of the clansmen, the old man asked people to light up all the candles in the ancestral hall. Only the light could temporarily dispel the fear in their hearts.

It wasn't until more than 300 dead men surrounded the ancestral hall together that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the arrangement of the old man, hundreds of dead soldiers with strong crossbows all went up to the roof of the ancestral hall to observe the overall situation.

The remaining [-] or so dead soldiers blocked all the lanes leading to the ancestral hall, so as not to give the thief hiding in the dark any chance of approaching.

"call……"

"Yuan Kui!"

"Stay here, don't leave an inch!"

Looking at the man who just arrived, the old man was completely relieved and heaved a long sigh of relief. The originally extremely rough face was inexplicably pleasing to the eye at the moment, even those families who had always looked down on this vulgar and reckless man The disciple also involuntarily moved closer.

"Please don't worry, the clan elders." The man called Yuan Kui just replied in a low voice, looking into the boundless night with a pair of tiger eyes, without the slightest thought of expressing his loyalty to the master at this critical moment.

"It seems that I can only fight to the death..."

Hearing the sound from the ancestral hall, Qinglong looked up at the sky again, his expression didn't change much, he just put the steel knife back into the wooden box silently, and then took out another one.

The blade is straight and narrow, small Tan, short handle,
Compared with the previous one, this steel knife is obviously more suitable for personal fighting in the alley, and it can also minimize the interference and threat of the crossbow when entering the crowd.

Similarly, it was extremely difficult for the extremely burly third-rank pure martial artist to move his hands and feet in the alley, and the alley was his home field tonight.

The road to the ancestral hall was already blocked, there was no way to avoid it, Qinglong just silently lowered the steel knife in his hand, and went to kill the crowd alone.

At this time, also from a rainy night,

It has become a life-and-death situation of killing every step of the way.

"泚,泚,泚..."

The soles of Qinglong's boots passed by at an extremely fast speed, and the sound of knives piercing their throats was connected together. As soon as the weapons in the hands of the dead soldiers on the outermost layer were raised, the steel knife in Qinglong's hand had already cut through their legs. throat.

The blood gushes out and flows out through the deep and narrow wound. Compared with other methods, there are not so many bells and whistles, but it saves the most energy.

into the crowd,

The more than a hundred crossbows on the roof were naturally useless. Looking at the falling weapons, Qinglong sent out the steel knives. When they collided, they broke in unison without stopping at all. With one boot on the ground, the whole body The body spun lightly, and the dead soldiers around him fell down like harvested wheat.

As the sound from the ancestral hall came out, the dead soldiers who had scattered to search also surrounded and killed them together.

Qinglong's killing speed is extremely fast, so fast that with every breath, several people fall to the ground, but often every time a person falls, three or five people fill up the vacancy.

Not giving the slightest space to move forward, Qinglong just swung his saber silently, his whole body was like a cold instrument, tireless.

I do not know how long it has been,

The dead men around have become sparse, and there are more than a dozen fine wounds around Qinglong's body. The gushing blood is mixed with the blood of the dead men, and the clothes are soaked into reddish brown. At the same time, there is another person in front of him. Wide gap.

"Fire arrows!"

The old man in the ancestral hall looked at the gap at that moment and said sternly, now that he knows how powerful the incoming person is, he doesn't care about the life and death of his own people, and takes advantage of his exhaustion to take his life.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Facing the volley of hundreds of powerful crossbows, Qinglong didn't care about other things, he directly dragged one person to block in front of him, and then plunged into the pile of corpses beside him.

Originally, the remaining dozens of dead soldiers could not avoid it at such a close range, and more than half of them died in an instant.

"Pfft, puff..."

The sound of arrows piercing flesh and blood was endless. The first round of arrow rain had just fallen, and those well-trained dead soldiers quickly filled the second round until the crossbow arrows were empty. It was completely quiet, and there was only the sound of the pillar-like rain remaining between the sky and the earth.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boom..."

The piles of corpses were cut open with a single knife,

"kill!"

dead man on the roof,
Looking at the man walking out of the pile of corpses, there was a rare fear, but they had no possibility of retreating. They put down the crossbows in their hands together, took down the short daggers around their waists, and came to surround and kill.

After half a cup of tea,

There is no one else in the field,
It was dark at this time,

But I can still feel the coldness in that person's eyes,
"Yuan Kui."

"The wealth and life of the old man and others tonight."

"It's all entrusted to you."

The old man looked at the green dragon approaching with a knife, where he still had the composure just now, his eyes fell on the man like an iron tower, and then he managed to calm down and said solemnly.

"Die!"

The pure martial artist named Yuan Kui was not afraid at all, he rushed from the ancestral hall with a loud shout, and his momentum was terrifying, a pair of big iron maces in his hands pointed towards the road The figure swung down, and there was a faint sound of breaking through the sky.

"Boom..."

This is the sound of iron maces colliding with steel knives,
"puff……"

A mouthful of stagnant blood was spit out suddenly,

How could Qinglong, who had been fighting for a long time, be able to resist this powerful and heavy blow, his legs were bent by this huge force, even the bluestone on the sole of his boots was cracked inch by inch,

Qinglong didn't dare to neglect and hastily bent his knees,

Then he rolled sideways to release the huge force,
at the same time,

The wooden box is opened,
A row of eight steel knives used for interrogation popped out on the upper floor, which was not conducive to fighting, but in terms of penetrating flesh and blood, it was far better than the six swords on the lower floor.

"Pfft..."

The moment the martial artist turned around, Qinglong had already inserted a steel knife named "Tian" into his left abdomen, but the latter ignored him and continued to kill without hesitation.

"Boom..."

A wall made of bluestone was smashed and collapsed,
Qinglong managed to dodge it, but fortunately that pure martial artist was far less flexible than himself, while avoiding this blow, another steel knife named "Earth" was inserted into his thigh.

tick tock...

I do not know how long it has been,

The rain in the sky has also eased a lot.
look again,

That reckless man named Yuan Kui was already covered with weapons, from his shoulders to his legs, and then to all the openings on his body.

The upper eight steel knives named "Heaven and Earth Generals, Wisdom, Faith, Benevolence and Courage" in the fourteen positions of the Ming Dynasty are already empty, and most of the six lower ones have been gone.

This is a steel knife entering the body,

Coupled with extremely high-intensity fighting,

The whole body of the man named Yuan Kui was torn apart by steel knives. The naked eyes could see the cold bones, but he still didn't take half a step back, staring fixedly at the green dragon in front of him.

Qinglong looked down at the two steel knives left in the wooden box, his expression was still indifferent, because even if he didn't do it himself, he would bleed to death.

"Huh...huh..."

The warrior gasped heavily,

The originally abundant energy and blood also became sluggish,
"kill!"

With all the drinking,

The martial artist charged again,

Every time he took a step, the steel knife inserted into his leg would make him feel a bone-scratching pain. When the double mace was raised, the muscles on his back were torn by the knife again, but he saw it in his widened eyes. Not a trace of pain, full of determination.

His movements were much slower than before, and even an ordinary person could easily dodge them.

But Qinglong didn't avoid it, but clenched the last steel knife in his hand for execution.

"laugh……"

The moment the two touch,

The last steel knife pierced through his heart,
All strength is lost as the heart stops,

"Boom..."

Double mace stick to the ground,

The body is sure to stand upright,
Before the man named Yuan Kui charged for the last time, the disciples of the Xie family in the ancestral hall saw that the situation was not going well, and fled away like birds and beasts.

Every time righteousness slaughters more dogs, ruthlessness is the most scholarly.

Looking at the empty ancestral hall, Qinglong murmured, instead of chasing and killing them, he silently pulled out more than a dozen steel knives from the corpse. How could they escape from this mansion without anyone protecting them? ?

……

"crunch..."

The heavy gate of Xie Mansion was pushed open,

A man with a wooden box stumbled out of it, locks of blood-soaked hair sticking to his forehead. Every time he took a step forward, a blood-colored bootprint would be left behind him. Like wading through a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, most of the blood stains on the broken clothes have clotted into lumps, like iron sheets attached to the body, and the remaining fresh blood beads are attached to the exposed skin surface. When the raindrops slid from the shoulders to the ground, It turned into a dazzling bright red.

……

In a secluded cave,

"My lord, do you still want to go?"

"Why not go?"

Qinglong put down the map in his hand and asked back.

Then put a steel knife used for interrogation on the fire, and did not take it off until it was burning red, then took off the clothes on the upper body, and stuck the blade on the open flesh.

"Zi, zi, zi..."

Accompanied by the piercing sound and the smell of roasted meat, the wound stopped bleeding. It has to be said that this is the fastest way to stop the bleeding, and it is far from the best golden sore medicine in the Jianghu. When the wound has been scorched, naturally it will not There will be blood.

After Qinglong took a bottle of medicinal powder for external application and clearing heat from the leader of the dish, he sprinkled it on the wound, and then tore off a piece of white cloth to wrap around the hideous wound in his waist and abdomen.

"My lord, do you want to go down to find a doctor?"

"Can still hold a knife."

Qinglong didn't answer but tried the strength on his wrist, then wiped the steel knife clean and put it in the wooden box.

"Pick out the two best horses for me."

Qinglong closed the wooden box and got up and said.

"My lord, how do you attack and kill from a long distance like this..."

"What's more..."

"If you can hold a knife, you can kill people naturally."

Qinglong responded simply as always, which also blocked what the leader of the dish wanted to say. Hearing the sound, the latter had to silently lead two horses with the best endurance, and handed the reins to Qinglong.

"Before the task is completed,"

"I will never fall!"

Qinglong muttered in his heart, then lowered his body and leaned over the horse's back, and galloped towards the direction marked on the map where the thieves fled during the Battle of Ganlu Pavilion.

Known since childhood,

The road to Jinyiwei is very short.

But I am still far from the time to finish.

(End of this chapter)