City Marshal

In the wilderness, there was a dead silence for a long, long time.

This silence is not because the two women died on the ground. People's life and death in the rivers and lakes had been expected. Neither the head nor the four killers saw him make a knife.

The knife and hand seemed to have never been moved.

The four killers sent a chill from the bottom of their hearts. The difference in strength between the two sides made them not even have the courage to die. When they looked up again, Tian Yangsheng had already walked towards the killers. Fight together like a group.

They looked at each other, showing a hint of begging: "Forgive us, we were wrong..."

The pain and suffering on that expression were vivid enough to make anyone have a heart of compassion, and Tian Yangsheng also stabilized his footsteps. At this moment, the four shot up, dozens of silver needles with snake venom , four daggers shining with cold light, covering Yang Sheng at the same time.

Such a distance, such a sudden change, and such a fierceness make it difficult to resist.

It's a pity that what they were facing was Tian Yangsheng, a young man whose mind was tougher than stones and whose skills were more unpredictable than gods and ghosts. With a faint flash of the knife, the silver needles and daggers disappeared without a trace. The killer's chest also burst in an uproar, the armor fell to the ground, and blood shot out.

And Tian Yangsheng stood in front of them, holding the knife with his right hand, the knife was in the scabbard.

The four killers still didn't see him throwing the knife, but the vitality was slowly disappearing.

They used their last strength to cover the wound on their chests, and stared dumbfoundedly at Tian Yangsheng, who was not moving. There was a trace of resentment in their eyes but also relief. The resignation was that they just fell down, and the relief was that they died under the sword of a master. Yang Sheng looked indifferent, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"Yangsheng, why are you back?"

Yun Tian touched his head, stepped over the ghost head on the ground and said, "You've learned that knife."

Tian Yangsheng nodded, and glanced at Guitou: "Kill, or keep?"

Yun Tian was taken aback by his fierce murderous intent, and quickly waved his hands in response: "Don't kill him! I followed him all the way to protect him from leaving the country. The young commander had already guessed that someone was going to jump the wall to deal with him. If he died like this, then I will kill him." I can't explain it, and the young commander can't explain it to Tianzang either."

Tian Yangsheng frowned slightly: "Tianzang? What the hell?"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly saw a mouthful of blood spurting from the ghost's head and passed away depressed.

The east is whitish, the sun brings a tinge of dullness in summer, Feng Wuqing and the others temporarily put down their work and gathered here after knowing that Tian Yangsheng came back, but there was no sign of him in the huge garden. On a tree, I saw the boy basking in the sun.

He seems to be tied to a tree branch and fluttering in the wind. The sunlight pouring down from the gaps in the branches and leaves is mottled and jumping on his indifferent face, giving birth to a trace of joy and joy. On the handle of the knife at the waist, casual but intoxicated.

It seems that in his world, there are steamed buns and black knives, and everything is there.

Shen Binger looked at him intoxicated, and a smile flashed across his face: "Yangsheng, what are you doing up a tree early in the morning? Is the bed uncomfortable? Okay, I'll get someone to change it back to a hard bed , don’t eat steamed buns, the young marshal has already got up, let’s have breakfast together.”

Yingming and Mei also smiled lightly: "Yes, come down to eat?"

Hattori Hideko also giggled: "I put the snake on it?"

Tian Yangsheng was not moved by the words of his brothers and sisters, and continued to bite his steamed bun that seemed to be endless. The intoxication seemed to be the best and most delicious steamed bun in the world, and Ziyan, who came to join in the fun, clapped his hands : "Brother is so cool, take me up the tree too, okay?"

"That, health care, come down."

Feng Wuqing lifted up that bright smiling face, squinted his eyes and shouted to the black-clothed boy: "I heard from Yuntian that your saber technique is better than before, could it be that you have mastered your master's last saber during this period of time? Come on!" , Come down and do two moves, let me also suddenly understand the sword technique of Senior Wudao."

Tian Yangsheng took a bite of the steamed bun, glanced at Feng Wuqing: "No time."

"Trade, a basket of steamed buns from Wangfu Restaurant."

Feng Wuqing smiled slyly, and said temptingly: "Just one trick, how about it?"

Tian Yangsheng put the steamed buns into his mouth, ignored Feng Wuqing and looked up at the sky, Feng Wuqing couldn't help sighing when he saw this, and added with a wry smile: "Your boy has made a lot of progress, even resisting the temptation of Wangfujing steamed buns You can stand it, it seems that your heart is more firm than before."

"It's not about being tempted."

Chutian, who got up early in the morning, walked slowly through the crowd, and glanced at Tian Yangsheng on the top of the tree. Seeing Chutian's appearance, the latter immediately turned over and slid down to the ground like a poisonous snake. His movements were clean and neat. When he stood still, he heard Chu Tian add: "It's because he's not sure."

Hearing Chutian's words, Feng Wuqing couldn't help being taken aback, and said with a trace of surprise: "Young commander, where did you start with this? This kid was half as skilled as me a long time ago. These days, I am accumulating Fat meat, he is exercising his muscles, and he has practiced the last knife of his predecessors without swords."

"I'm not enough for him to smoke, how could he be unsure?"

Before Chutian could answer, Gu Jian walked past Gu Jian and smiled softly: "I misunderstood what the young commander meant. It's not that Yang Sheng didn't have the confidence to win you, but that he just practiced the last knife. He might be too domineering and fierce, and he hasn't reached the level of perfection. fluency, so I’m worried that I’ll hurt you by mistake.”

Feng Wuqing let out a breath, looked up at Tian Yangsheng: "So powerful? A knife?"

Tian Yangsheng still looked indifferent, but there was a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.

Chutian knew that Tian Yangsheng was an introverted person, so many people were curious about his last knife, and he would never demonstrate it, let alone under the watchful eyes of everyone, so he stepped up to make a rescue at the right time: "Okay, don't surround yourself like this With health, he will have a chance to practice sooner or later."

"Let's go and have breakfast together."

Everyone was just joking with Tian Yangsheng just now, the reason why they teased him to use the knife was because they hadn’t seen each other for a long time, and Tian Yangsheng has always been taciturn, if his last knife was not used as a topic, Shen Binger, who is as glib as a parrot, would not Know what to say to reminisce.

As if to welcome Tian Yangsheng back, Ke'er and Hattori Hideko steamed three baskets of steamed buns, [-] to [-] large and small. For breakfast, laughter and laughter agitated everywhere this morning.

After eating, Chu Tian listened to Yun Tian's report.

When he learned that Guitou was almost killed when he was ambushed by a fierce murderer, Chu Tian couldn't help sighing softly: "It seems that Masako Jinggong really jumped the wall, even her own senior brother did this cruel thing, but it's good, this proves Tianzang again. If I disagree with her, I will go to Dongying without incident."

Shen Binger smiled wryly, and took up the topic: "Tianzang has no intention of killing the young marshal, but Jing Gong will definitely kill you at any cost. She dared to take risks even in Tianchao, and you will be surrounded and killed by her when you go to Dongpu. I think, in your case Before climbing Mount Fuji and seeing Tianzang, it must be extremely dangerous."

Anyone can imagine the prince's murderous intent.

Yingming and Mei also nodded, and sighed: "Yes, the prince will do everything possible to prevent you from seeing Tianzang. The current situation is completely conceivable. Once Tianzang cherishes you, it is no longer possible for the various forces in Japan to show hostility to you. At least It won't be messed up in the open."

Chu Tian shook the last half glass of milk, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "Actually, I am not very interested in Tianzang's martial arts. The real reason why I accept the invitation is because I know that Tianzang is the key person in the grievance between Shuai Jun and Dongying." , is also the trump card to suppress Prince Jinggong."

Speaking of this, Chutian expressed his true thoughts: "Although Shuaijun is strong enough now, the rapid development makes me feel like I can't stop the car. I need to minimize the number of enemies to gain time to consolidate the interior, otherwise The mountains and rivers that have been conquered are not enough to be lost in the future..."

Golden Triangle, Southwest, Tangmen, Heshengtang...

With these powerful forces in his hands, Chu Tian began to feel heavy. It seemed that it was difficult for him to take on such heavy responsibilities at the moment. At least he needed a little time to digest and ease. During this period, if he was still entangled with powerful enemies, it would be easy to produce side effects Leading to chaos in the handsome army.In the wilderness, there was a dead silence for a long, long time.

This silence is not because the two women died on the ground. People's life and death in the rivers and lakes had been expected. Neither the head nor the four killers saw him make a knife.

The knife and hand seemed to have never been moved.

The four killers sent a chill from the bottom of their hearts. The difference in strength between the two sides made them not even have the courage to die. When they looked up again, Tian Yangsheng had already walked towards the killers. Fight together like a group.

They looked at each other, showing a hint of begging: "Forgive us, we were wrong..."

The pain and suffering on that expression were vivid enough to make anyone have a heart of compassion, and Tian Yangsheng also stabilized his footsteps. At this moment, the four shot up, dozens of silver needles with snake venom , four daggers shining with cold light, covering Yang Sheng at the same time.

Such a distance, such a sudden change, and such a fierceness make it difficult to resist.

It's a pity that what they were facing was Tian Yangsheng, a young man whose mind was tougher than stones and whose skills were more unpredictable than gods and ghosts. With a faint flash of the knife, the silver needles and daggers disappeared without a trace. The killer's chest also burst in an uproar, the armor fell to the ground, and blood shot out.

And Tian Yangsheng stood in front of them, holding the knife with his right hand, the knife was in the scabbard.

The four killers still didn't see him throwing the knife, but the vitality was slowly disappearing.

They used their last strength to cover the wound on their chests, and stared dumbfoundedly at Tian Yangsheng, who was not moving. There was a trace of resentment in their eyes but also relief. The resignation was that they just fell down, and the relief was that they died under the sword of a master. Yang Sheng looked indifferent, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"Yangsheng, why are you back?"

Yun Tian touched his head, stepped over the ghost head on the ground and said, "You've learned that knife."

Tian Yangsheng nodded, and glanced at Guitou: "Kill, or keep?"

Yun Tian was taken aback by his fierce murderous intent, and quickly waved his hands in response: "Don't kill him! I followed him all the way to protect him from leaving the country. The young commander had already guessed that someone was going to jump the wall to deal with him. If he died like this, then I will kill him." I can't explain it, and the young commander can't explain it to Tianzang either."

Tian Yangsheng frowned slightly: "Tianzang? What the hell?"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly saw a mouthful of blood spurting from the ghost's head and passed away depressed.

The east is whitish, the sun brings a tinge of dullness in summer, Feng Wuqing and the others temporarily put down their work and gathered here after knowing that Tian Yangsheng came back, but there was no sign of him in the huge garden. On a tree, I saw the boy basking in the sun.

He seems to be tied to a tree branch and fluttering in the wind. The sunlight pouring down from the gaps in the branches and leaves is mottled and jumping on his indifferent face, giving birth to a trace of joy and joy. On the handle of the knife at the waist, casual but intoxicated.

It seems that in his world, there are steamed buns and black knives, and everything is there.

Shen Binger looked at him intoxicated, and a smile flashed across his face: "Yangsheng, what are you doing up a tree early in the morning? Is the bed uncomfortable? Okay, I'll get someone to change it back to a hard bed , don’t eat steamed buns, the young marshal has already got up, let’s have breakfast together.”

Yingming and Mei also smiled lightly: "Yes, come down to eat?"

Hattori Hideko also giggled: "I put the snake on it?"

Tian Yangsheng was not moved by the words of his brothers and sisters, and continued to bite his steamed bun that seemed to be endless. The intoxication seemed to be the best and most delicious steamed bun in the world, and Ziyan, who came to join in the fun, clapped his hands : "Brother is so cool, take me up the tree too, okay?"

"That, health care, come down."

Feng Wuqing lifted up that bright smiling face, squinted his eyes and shouted to the black-clothed boy: "I heard from Yuntian that your saber technique is better than before, could it be that you have mastered your master's last saber during this period of time? Come on!" , Come down and do two moves, let me also suddenly understand the sword technique of Senior Wudao."

Tian Yangsheng took a bite of the steamed bun, glanced at Feng Wuqing: "No time."

"Trade, a basket of steamed buns from Wangfu Restaurant."

Feng Wuqing smiled slyly, and said temptingly: "Just one trick, how about it?"

Tian Yangsheng put the steamed buns into his mouth, ignored Feng Wuqing and looked up at the sky, Feng Wuqing couldn't help sighing when he saw this, and added with a wry smile: "Your boy has made a lot of progress, even resisting the temptation of Wangfujing steamed buns You can stand it, it seems that your heart is more firm than before."

"It's not about being tempted."

Chutian, who got up early in the morning, walked slowly through the crowd, and glanced at Tian Yangsheng on the top of the tree. Seeing Chutian's appearance, the latter immediately turned over and slid down to the ground like a poisonous snake. His movements were clean and neat. When he stood still, he heard Chu Tian add: "It's because he's not sure."

Hearing Chutian's words, Feng Wuqing couldn't help being taken aback, and said with a trace of surprise: "Young commander, where did you start with this? This kid was half as skilled as me a long time ago. These days, I am accumulating Fat meat, he is exercising his muscles, and he has practiced the last knife of his predecessors without swords."

"I'm not enough for him to smoke, how could he be unsure?"

Before Chutian could answer, Gu Jian walked past Gu Jian and smiled softly: "I misunderstood what the young commander meant. It's not that Yang Sheng didn't have the confidence to win you, but that he just practiced the last knife. He might be too domineering and fierce, and he hasn't reached the level of perfection. fluency, so I’m worried that I’ll hurt you by mistake.”

Feng Wuqing let out a breath, looked up at Tian Yangsheng: "So powerful? A knife?"

Tian Yangsheng still looked indifferent, but there was a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.

Chutian knew that Tian Yangsheng was an introverted person, so many people were curious about his last knife, and he would never demonstrate it, let alone under the watchful eyes of everyone, so he stepped up to make a rescue at the right time: "Okay, don't surround yourself like this With health, he will have a chance to practice sooner or later."

"Let's go and have breakfast together."

Everyone was just joking with Tian Yangsheng just now, the reason why they teased him to use the knife was because they hadn’t seen each other for a long time, and Tian Yangsheng has always been taciturn, if his last knife was not used as a topic, Shen Binger, who is as glib as a parrot, would not Know what to say to reminisce.

As if to welcome Tian Yangsheng back, Ke'er and Hattori Hideko steamed three baskets of steamed buns, [-] to [-] large and small. For breakfast, laughter and laughter agitated everywhere this morning.

After eating, Chu Tian listened to Yun Tian's report.

When he learned that Guitou was almost killed when he was ambushed by a fierce murderer, Chu Tian couldn't help sighing softly: "It seems that Masako Jinggong really jumped the wall, even her own senior brother did this cruel thing, but it's good, this proves Tianzang again. If I disagree with her, I will go to Dongying without incident."

Shen Binger smiled wryly, and took up the topic: "Tianzang has no intention of killing the young marshal, but Jing Gong will definitely kill you at any cost. She dared to take risks even in Tianchao, and you will be surrounded and killed by her when you go to Dongpu. I think, in your case Before climbing Mount Fuji and seeing Tianzang, it must be extremely dangerous."

Anyone can imagine the prince's murderous intent.

Yingming and Mei also nodded, and sighed: "Yes, the prince will do everything possible to prevent you from seeing Tianzang. The current situation is completely conceivable. Once Tianzang cherishes you, it is no longer possible for the various forces in Japan to show hostility to you. At least It won't be messed up in the open."

Chu Tian shook the last half glass of milk, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "Actually, I am not very interested in Tianzang's martial arts. The real reason why I accept the invitation is because I know that Tianzang is the key person in the grievance between Shuai Jun and Dongying." , is also the trump card to suppress Prince Jinggong."

Speaking of this, Chutian expressed his true thoughts: "Although Shuaijun is strong enough now, the rapid development makes me feel like I can't stop the car. I need to minimize the number of enemies to gain time to consolidate the interior, otherwise The mountains and rivers that have been conquered are not enough to be lost in the future..."

Golden Triangle, Southwest, Tangmen, Heshengtang...

With these powerful forces in his hands, Chu Tian began to feel heavy. It seemed that it was difficult for him to take on such heavy responsibilities at the moment. At least he needed a little time to digest and ease. During this period, if he was still entangled with powerful enemies, it would be easy to produce side effects Leading to chaos in the handsome army.