Death Sutra

Shangguanhong’s right hand was pressed on the hilt and he looked up and said, “I want to see the sergeant.”

Some pedestrians have noticed him, pointing at the distance, but no one is close.

Shang Guanhong felt a bit of pride. He was not too nervous and afraid. Only a little panic was not related to the wild horses and the onlookers.

The so-called king of the wind is actually bullying, this is his simple conclusion: the one-step king can scare the dead, because he has the highest martial arts in the stone fort, raising a large group of killers; the dragon king can control the age Thousands of troops are also arrogant because of the knife and the law; the old man is a typical example, the martial arts are weakened by strength, and the whole person is judged as two people before and after.

He had nothing to do with whether he was clever or not in Shibao. Zhang Wei gave him a helping and abandoning. He was only found to have a better martial arts and a deeper background. Shangguan Yun finally pushed his responsibilities to him, claiming that Honggongzi Born with all kinds of weaknesses.

hypocritical! Shang Guanhong angrily thought that this anger went smoothly to the Broncos, and he even began to desire to compete with this one-armed geek in public.

The Mustang didn't let him do it, the face with his eyes wide open disappeared, and even the windows were closed.

Shang Guanhong’s self-confidence from the hilt quickly collapsed. He didn’t know how to deal with the embarrassing situation in front of him. The one-step king and the dragon king would definitely.

Shang Guanhong seems to have heard the snoring of Zhang Wei, so he strode to the front door and beat hard.

The door of the Deyi Building was opened, and the young knifeman who announced the opening of the exhibition came out. He looked up and down and said coldly: "Go to the old Li Tavern in the back street."

Shangguan Hongyi said, "I am not hiring a killer, the wild horse knows..."

If the words are not finished, the door is closed, and annoying and incomprehensible buzzing sounds. Shangguanhong raised his arms and tried to knock and stop. The other party did not say anything about the killer. Maybe he was going to go to the pub and other Xiaoyuetang disciples. The imperial division was so secretive, but he was still indignant at the contempt of the wild horse.

I have to find a way to let the princes see my swordsmanship, Shangguan Hongxin thought, this is the key to changing the fate.

There are several backstreets in Nancheng, and the number of people who call Lao Li is hundreds of thousands. But when you combine these two names, you can only refer to one place.

Shangguanhong quickly found a place, tied the horse outside and stood at the door and looked inside.

It was dirty and chaotic, and groups of swordsmen were drinking and bragging. Listening to their meaning, it seems that they are tired of the beauty and alcohol in the lane, and it is necessary to come here to experience the taste of the "sword of the knife".

Even in the past, Shangguanhong did not come to drink in such places. He liked the cheap and quiet pub, where the guests were very silent and could not easily talk to others. In Lao Li Tavern, any simple action may attract friends or enemies.

Shangguanhong, standing around the door and looking around, is the enemy.

A drunken middle-aged knifeman walked to the door. Turn a blind eye to a large enough gap, staring at Shangguanhong, "I recognize you."

Shangguanhong gave a side and didn't say anything.

"Why don't you talk. Are you confused?"

"I don't know you." Shang Guanhong's hand touched the hilt.

"You don't give money to women, gambling money to play tricks. Still want to rely on it? Today I will give you some lessons." The knifeman said nothing.

Shangguanhong hesitated for a moment and felt that it was not necessary to draw a sword for such a drunkard, so he broke his fist.

He was wrong. One of Jinpengbao’s family training was to be embarrassed. Under no circumstances can he underestimate the enemy, but he was blinded by a sharp-eyed knife.

When the knifeman rushed to Shangguanhong less than half a foot in front of his body, he had a dagger in his hand. At the same time, three high-profile knives violently swelled at the same time and surrounded the target group.

Shangguan Hong was shocked and wanted to pull out the sword too late. He jumped to the right and hoped to make room for it.

The first handle dagger was stabbed on the waist, and the second handle dagger was centered on the right shoulder. There was only a few feet of space around the front and rear. Shangguan Hong could not escape.

Pain, blood, confusion, fear, Shangguanhong felt that the whole body was shaking, but he did not want to die, especially not wanting to die in the hands of a nameless generation in a low-level pub.

The four-handed dagger rushed over and blocked all his retreats.

Shangguan Hong fell down and desperately went to pull out the soft sword in the waist.

Unaccompanied alcoholic people are excited to watch the good show. This is usually the best appetizer in Lao Li’s restaurant. They don’t care who wins or loses. They don’t care which side’s martial arts are more mysterious. They only want to see the blood of the splash. .

Therefore, when the stranger staggered and stood up, glaring at the blood, he was warmly cheered.

Shangguanhong finally pulled out the sword and pierced it at a speed he could not imagine. A sword, two swords... Even if the other party had fallen down like him, he would not stop.

Two provocative knives fell in a pool of blood, and the other two saw the situation, and they ran.

Shangguanhong was angry, waving a **** soft sword and yelling at the cheering crowd: "The wild horse! Come out, you dumb, coward, something to fight with me, I am not afraid of you! I am not afraid of you!"

The cheers are louder.

Shangguanhong’s senses were alert as never before, and he turned around and saw the young knifeman outside the door. This person sent him to the Lao Li Tavern.

"you……"

Once again, the man did not listen to him, turned and left.

"Stop! I will let you stop!" Shangguanhong threw away the cheers behind him, holding the sword in his right hand, his left hand licking the wound on his abdomen, and reluctantly chasing it up. Compared with the shame he received, this pain was insignificant.

The martial arts of the young swordsman turned out to be good. He ran ahead in the near future. No matter how much skill Shang Shanghong had, he could not shorten the distance.

The streets are getting narrower and narrower, and the lights on both sides are getting less and less. Shangguanhong has not slowed down. The young swordsman who runs in front is only a cold attitude. At this moment, it carries all the shame and contempt of the world. Shangguanhong I have to kill him.

The young knifeman suddenly stopped and turned to face the followers.

Shangguanhong snorted and stabbed.

The young knifeman spoke up, completely different from the previous voice. He was a woman. "Do you want to see the sergeant?"

Shangguan Hong stopped in time. "You, you are Xiaoyuetang disciple? Why do you want to ambush me?"

"answer my question."

"Yes. I want to see the squad, we have agreed to meet in ten to fifteen days." As soon as the other person was a member of Xiaoyuetang, the grievances in Shangguan Hong’s heart immediately disappeared.

"Give it to you." The female knifeman said, throwing him something.

Shangguanhong received the hand and found that it was a small wooden box. "Thank you for taking the medicine, but I want to see the princes, some things... I want to tell her in person."

The female knifeman was silent for a while. "You are bleeding."

"Yes." Shangguanhong knew that his wound was still bleeding. Although it hurts a bit, his legs are a little soft, and his overall feeling is very comfortable, as if there is a piece of ice in the hot summer.

If this continues, the blood will flow. Shangguanhong rushed to open the pillbox, and the result was stunned. It was empty, "No medicine." He said awkwardly, and then his mind was in vain.

There is no antidote in the box, but there is a faint smell, Shangguanhong knows that he is fooled. The anger was unstoppable and it was thrown in the snow.

The female knifeman looked at him and said softly: "I really don't understand, what can this kid do?"

The wild horse came out of the darkness. After observing for a while, one hand picked up Shangguanhong, and the old smug-up disciple did not follow, so he could not speak.

Shangguan Hong woke up quietly. Feeling a severe headache, it takes a while to think about the experience before fainting. I hurried to touch the soft sword at the waist, rushed to the air, sat up and found that the blade was placed around.

This is a small room with no windows and a dull candle on the table.

“Someone?” Shangguanhong cried, without any response, he got out of bed and put on his shoes, holding the soft sword and slowly walking toward the door, trying to hold his breath.

There is no lock on the door. There is a long corridor outside. There are a lot of torches on the outside. The two sides are all small rooms. The right turn is not far away. Shangguan Hong suddenly understands that he is underground.

The corridor seems to never go too far. Shangguan Hongxin was so happy that he just turned to Shunyuan Road and suddenly there was a light in his room, which shocked him.

The door was squandered, and Shangguanhong stood outside and thought for a long time before pushing the door.

The same small room, no bed, only one table and one chair, one lamp and one person.

"Yu Zhongshi." Shangguan Hong breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help himself.

The lotus girl sat in a chair and meditated on the lamp. She didn't seem to hear his voice. For a while, she turned slightly, her eyes were cold, but there was no threat. In Shangguanhong's view, this is the gentlest look in the world.

"What about me?"

"I learned to be a dead man through the sword." Shangguan Hongjun said eagerly on the ground, "Really, I can do great things for the priests, no need to stay with the Dragon King."

"event?"

The voice of the lotus girl is very cold. Shangguanhong is not at all aware of it. "Believe me, I understand the essence of the dead man. It is..." It was found that the eyes of the sergeant seemed to have swept on his wound. Shangguanhong is red-faced. "This injury has no effect on me. In fact, it is good. I am not afraid of pain, not afraid of bleeding. This is my trick."

"But you can't stop the most common drug."

Shangguanhong’s face is even redder. “I’m just a big deal... Yes, I’m not the best killer. It’s not the past. It’s probably not the same, but it’s not the same now. The Central Plains people are coming. The Dragon King and the One Step King have to accept Face-to-face competition. The squad also needs people who can compete, right? The person who wins the building can be a killer, but he does not know how to compare."

Shangguan Hong looked forward to the Dutch woman with full expectation, hoping to get even a little encouragement.

"I haven't figured out how to use you."

"Yes, of course, everything is determined by the sergeant. If necessary, I will try to be a killer."

"But if you are here, you can do something for me."

"The imperial guards told me."

"Go and invite the Dragon King."

Shangguan Hong lived, and in his understanding, the princes seemed to no longer need the help of the Dragon King. "Yes, I am going."

"It is not easy to go out, you have to kill."

Shangguan Hong was even more astonished, staring at the Yuzhong division, suddenly awakened, and he and the Yuzhong division were actually prisoners.

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