Sword of Coming

Fu Nanhua came back to his senses and looked around, even on the roof of the alley. He didn't notice anything strange. He took a deep breath quickly and neither stepped forward nor retreated. He subconsciously tried to grab the ancestral jade pendant again. After failing, he quickly recited a fragment of a Taoist formula silently. This formula was not a magical power, but it was to help him calm down and condense his energy. If the state of mind is like a boat on the lake, then this formula starts The function is to act as an anchor.

He began to turn his back to a wall and walked sideways to the fork of two alleys. His body muscles tensed and he took a defensive posture. He did not dare to take it lightly. He stared at the alley and saw nothing but the line of sight. , the straw-shoe boy stood next to Cai Jinjian's body lying in a pool of blood. The boy's body was slightly bent, maintaining a subtle offensive posture, and he was also staring at Fu Nanhua. The two sides were facing each other, one to solve the puzzle, the other to survive. Each one is different. The boy who was born out of nowhere should have only Cai Jinjian as his target. Regarding the appearance of Fu Nanhua, the gesture that the back alley boy showed instinctively was more of a meaning of "I won't offend you unless you offend me".

Fu Nanhua asked a very unnecessary question, "Did you kill her?"

The young man kept silent, always holding the murder weapon in his hand. It was a piece of broken porcelain, slightly smaller than the palm of his hand, and the exposed fist part was extremely sharp. The young man's hands were dripping with blood. I don't know whether it was Cai Jinjian's blood or the porcelain piercing the palm of his hand. As a result, it dripped onto the alley floor. After Fu Nanhua made sure that there was no one else around, he felt both absurd and relieved. Finally, he cast his eyes on Cai Jinjian's delicate body. Even in this desolate scene, her natural beauty was still intact. She was graceful and graceful. Her plump breasts undulated slightly. Scarlet blood kept pouring out from her neck and mouth. Her vitality was about to be completely cut off. , but with a strong body that has been repeatedly tempered by Qi machines, the pain she endures will be heavier and longer than that of ordinary people.

There was a smile on Fu Nanhua's face, but with a severe chill in his bones, he asked: "Why do you want to kill her? You and this sister have no enmity. Is it because she made a joke with you in Mud Bottle Alley? , you want to kill people? When did the town become so lawless? Do you know that killing people to pay debts and money is the same everywhere."

The boy was like a mute, silent. Fu Nanhua didn't care what the young man was thinking, and began to move forward slowly, with firm steps.

He knew that Cai Jinjian was dead. This was not Yunxia Mountain, a fairy cave surrounded by immortal energy. This was a heavenly prison where magic was forbidden. Unless there appeared a land god or a golden arhat who was willing to spend most of his cultivation. In exchange for her life, it would be possible to suppress her soul and help her come back to life. It's a pity that Cai Jinjian will never have such a blessed fate. The saint in the small town has a heavy responsibility and overlooks the people. He will never favor one or the other, but will only follow the trend.

On the way to practice, there are many people who inexplicably die on Yangguan Avenue, or die on a single-plank bridge fighting for a chance. Although it is not too many, it is definitely not a rare thing.

If one attains immortality, can do everything step by step, be successful step by step, avoid disasters, and enjoy all the benefits without taking risks, then the worry-free immortals in the eyes of the people in the market seem to be too worthless.

Therefore, Fu Nanhua even made some worst-case preparations for his trip to the small town, including a life-and-death fight. But in a small town, under the nose of a saint, he saw temporary allies walking side by side, so He was killed with lightning speed. It was the first time in history that the young city lord of Old Dragon City was killed by a lowly country man without a dazzling magic weapon attack or an earth-shattering fairy handiwork. Already? Fu Nanhua was shocked and could not accept this absurd fact. If it weren't for this small town, a straw-shoe boy with a life as cheap as a weed, even seeing Cai Jinjian in Yunxia Mountain from a distance would be an unattainable extravagance.

Fu Nanhua's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Although I am too late to save Fairy Cai, and I can't kill you to avenge Fairy Cai, but since I saw you committing the murder with my own eyes, if you don't do something, once word gets out, the people of Old Dragon City will The golden signboard is about to be smashed. Therefore, I should teach you a lesson both emotionally and rationally. As for how to deal with it in the future at Yunxia Mountain and how to give Fairy Cai justice, that is your business."

These high-sounding words of the young master of Old Dragon City were addressed to the saint here. They were polite words, so as not to look ugly and offend the saint later. There is also a possibility in the future that Fu Nanhua just wants to put the utmost benevolence and justice on the table to tell the old masters in Yunxia Mountain. Otherwise, Fu Nanhua, who had already had thoughts of killing Cai Jinjian, really wanted to repay the young man in front of him, but he accidentally acted recklessly and saved Zhou Zhang a lot of money. He is really one of his blessed generals. .

As Fu Nanhua walked forward, he said: "The way you killed people just now means that the instant explosive power of your ugly skin is only about the same as that of ordinary young and strong men. This is actually quite rare. If it hadn't been for today's storm, , as long as you have the opportunity to join the army, dare to kill and fight, and by some chance, you will be favored by a certain military master or a military general from a battlefield family, and he will give you a military strategist's body-building formula to slowly strengthen your body. Thirty years later, you kid may not have a new world."

As Fu Nanhua walked forward, the young man began to slowly retreat, facing the old Dragon City young master with a high crown and long sleeves.

The slender Fu Nanhua was walking in the alley, surrounded by jade trees in the wind, and had a natural aura of wealth and grace.

Fu Nanhua stretched out a hand, palm down, and placed it on his waist. He smiled and said, "It's a pity. Your life is not very good. Otherwise, according to me, you would have the chance to achieve such a high achievement... …It’s impossible.”

Fu Nanhua was amused by his own joke, and his smile became even stronger. When he took a step forward, his foot suddenly hung in the air half a foot above the ground, "Sorry, it's only so high."

It's hard for Fu Nanhua to be unhappy.

After entering the town, he first made a deal with Song Jixin, a boy from Mud Bottle Lane, and the profits were huge, far exceeding expectations.

Then Cai Jinjian, who was most likely an obstacle to his own path, died suddenly in front of his eyes. Not only could his hands be clean and not stained with blood, but he could also get the two bags of gold and copper coins she had on her for free, and maybe even find one or two items from Yunxia Mountain. His secret treasure, even if it wasn't a mountain-building treasure, was certainly not far behind. He didn't believe that Cai Jinjian didn't have an amulet with him at all. For example, Fu Nanhua, in addition to the old dragon cloth rain pendant that was just a cover-up, also carried two small items of excellent quality and high grade, which were almost the treasures of the old dragon city.

Therefore, among the heretical Yeluzi monks, there is a popular mantra: If you collect corpses for others, there will be good rewards.

When Fu Nanhua passed Cai Jinjian's body, he didn't even look at her.

On the contrary, the faint smell of blood put him in an inexplicable state of excitement.

As they advanced and retreated, the two of them were always more than ten steps away.

Fu Nanhua only needed to make sure that the young man could not escape from the alley. If he wanted to catch a young man who was born and raised here, it would be like finding a needle in a haystack, not to mention the warm corpse of a beautiful woman behind him, which would serve as a warning to others. Once the boy is given enough chance to breathe, the "surprise" may hit him on the head.

Fu Nanhua seemed to be catching a mouse, but in fact he was adjusting his body rhythm. After all, after he officially started practicing martial arts at the age of nine, he had never had the opportunity to rely solely on close combat to determine the outcome.

Of course, he doesn't have to tell the young man whether he is alive or dead. That will make him lose more than he gains. Together with Cai Jinjian, they are two easy opportunities. However, he must let this unexpected young man lie in bed obediently in the near future without giving him any trouble. possibility.

Fu Nanhua suddenly smiled and asked, "By the way, what's your name?"

The boy whose hands were bleeding non-stop answered the question incorrectly. His dark face was full of tenacity like native weeds, "You and she may not know it, but I have very good eyesight, so she chatted with me in Mud Bottle Alley. When you were there, the way you looked at her was actually exactly the same as the way you look at me now."

Fu Nanhua was stunned, and now he really looked at the young man with admiration. He said with a smile: "It's interesting, it's really interesting."

Fu Nanhua's words and deeds seemed calm and relaxed, but in fact, he had been paying attention to the young man's left hand, which was still bleeding.

This shows that the strength of the young man's hand has never slackened. Ordinary people may have been unable to withstand the bone-chilling pain.

Only then did Fu Nanhua feel that his previous casual comment of "what a pity" turned out to be quite accurate.

Fu Nanhua felt that the time was almost up and asked the last interesting question, "You killed her so decisively. Someone must have tipped you off. I'm not curious about his identity. What I can't figure out is that you are the only one who killed her." How could a child who grew up here cross the threshold in his heart so quickly and kill people so...with peace of mind? Do you understand this statement? You know, even me, after the first time I killed someone, I waited until then When the excitement faded away, my whole body began to tremble. I recited the meditation technique for a long time before I felt better. Unlike you, you are calm and calm, just like eating and drinking. This is unreasonable..."

The young man who had been expressionless suddenly showed horrified eyes and a panicked face. He looked directly behind Fu Nanhua, as if the dead tall woman had come to life.

The cautious Fu Nanhua turned his head subconsciously. When his neck was halfway turned, his heart was shocked.

When he turned around, due to the height difference, there was no trace of the boy in Fu Nanhua's line of sight, which was straight ahead and low!

At the critical moment.

turn out to be.

After making that look and expression, in an instant, the straw-shoe boy started sprinting without hesitation. After three steps, his left foot suddenly exerted force, and he jumped high, and finally stepped on the side of the alley with his right foot. On the wall, after the rapid ejection and turning point, the young man raised his left hand high towards the tall crowned man.

The young man is really like an eagle catching snakes.