Infinite Sims

Chapter 69 Blood Clothes ([-] in [-])

tread!tread!tread!
A large yellow horse ran fast on the official road, with a man in a hat carrying a sword on his back.

The man in the hat is a little sloppy.

It seemed that after many days of running around, he didn't even have time to sort it out, but his eyes were not as tired and dull as ordinary people, but bright and calm.

At a glance, you can tell that he is a martial artist.

But what no one knows, the ordinary knife in the scabbard on his back is a demon knife with a human soul.

"According to the ancients, everyone has a soul. Although I don't have a human body, my thinking is not restricted, so I should also have a soul."

After the freshness at the beginning, Jiang Ren has no sense of the stereotyped scenery of the outside world. During the gap between cultivation, he is also studying his own blade: "The spiritual power consumed by cultivation may be called the power of the soul. It may be more correct."

Seeing that most of the mysterious energy had been refilled these days, he pondered silently.

"Mysterious energy is transformed from the power of the soul, which can be used to strengthen and improve the hardness and sharpness of the blade.

"In this way, even if it is changed to another weapon in the future, this name can be used in general."

"There is also the blood-colored light spot absorbed from the dead that day. Since its color is red, let's just call it that, let's call it blood energy."

Jiang Ren was slightly satisfied with these names.

After all, for a name like him, it's not bad to rack his brains to think of a few names that are passable.

"No, I don't have a head now, how can I rack my brains? Ran my knife juice?"

"That's not right, there is no juice in the knife..."

While Jiang Ren was struggling, Nie Qingge pulled the reins.

"Shut up!"

Nie Qingge let out a sound, and the speed of the mount slowly decreased.

In the open space not far ahead.

There is a simple tea shed made of wood.

More than a dozen merchants on foot were resting and drinking tea, and an elderly couple was entertaining them.

At this time, the merchants also noticed the approaching Nie Qingge.

Seeing that he looked like a man who was in the dust and carrying weapons, their voices unconsciously became much smaller, and many people even lowered their heads, as if they were afraid of offending him.

"This tea house seems to be very interesting."

The scene in the tea shed caught Jiang Ren's attention.

Especially the group of merchants who were drinking tea, each with a load of goods beside them, and many of the goods were covered with a layer of gray linen.

It seems normal, but from the bulging shape of one of the cargoes, it should be a large knife underneath.

"Looks like there's a good show to watch."

Jiang Ren focused his attention on Nie Qingge, and through the subtle changes in the eyes of this tool, he obviously found something abnormal.

Not only did Nie Qingge not leave the horse, but instead stopped at the door of the tea shed.

He tied the horse's reins to the tree next to him, glanced at the walkers at random, and said to the old man who was approaching: "Give me a pot of hot tea, and what do you have to eat here?"

"Master, there are only some peanuts here, little old man, what do you think?"

The old man greeted Nie Qingge to an empty table and wiped the table vigorously with the rag on his shoulders.

Nie Qingge didn't mind either: "Then let's serve peanuts."

In order to arrive at the agreed place faster, he rarely stops even when he encounters a home. He has slept on the side of the road for two consecutive days and can only eat rough dry food.

Now it's nice to drink a pot of hot tea and eat some peanuts.

Seeing that Nie Qingge didn't have the domineering aura of ordinary martial arts people, the merchants next to him joked with each other and made laughter from time to time.

However, the sound is still much smaller than before.

"Master, your tea and peanuts."

The old man put a pot of hot tea and a plate of peanuts on the table and turned around to leave.

Nie Qingge said, "Wait!"

The old man turned his head suspiciously: "Master, what else do you want?"

"You peanuts are moldy."

Nie Qingge reached out and stirred the peanuts with a cold expression.

"I'm really sorry, maybe this peanut was wet a few days ago, I'll change it for you."

The old man had a terrified look on his face, and his hands were shaking as he was about to get the peanuts.

Clap!
Nie Qingge slapped the table heavily, "Did I tell you to move?"

The tea shed, which had been laughing a lot, suddenly became quiet at this moment, and the merchants all looked over.

Different from their cautious movements and expressions, their eyes were not afraid, even faintly fierce, and many people's eyes swept across Nie Qingge's neck and back.

"And this tea, is this a human drink?"

Nie Qingge threw the teapot to the ground.

The teapot shattered, and the tea all fell on the mud.

"I'm really sorry, I'll change it for you..."

The old man shook his head and lowered his head, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and his hands tucked under his sleeves were even more bruised.

Zheng!
A knife sounded.

The blade slashed the old man's neck from bottom to top.

The old man's face froze for a moment, his hands were tightly covering his neck, his eyes widened and he fell to the ground, bright red blood flowed from it, and he lost his breath after a few struggles.

And Nie Qingge who wielded this knife.

The man was still sitting on the wooden bench, but there was an extra knife on his right hand, and there was not a trace of blood on the snow-white knife.

this moment.

Many merchants subconsciously stretch their hands to the goods behind them.

But after a light cough sounded, they saw the middle-aged foot merchant with a beard sitting in the middle of the tea shed and shook his head, then they all stopped their movements and looked at Nie Qingge with a look of fear.

"Master!"

The old woman who was making tea immediately rushed over, crying bitterly: "You are so unreasonable that you killed me for this trivial matter..."

She was speechless, and fell to the ground, clutching her bloody throat.

"Two points of blood energy saved me half a day of work."

Jiang Ren glanced at Nie Qingge with admiration, and then channeled the blood from the couple's body into the blade.

Judging from the current situation, if everything goes well, at least a few days of work can be saved today.

He likes such a simple tool person, and he doesn't talk much if he can do it.

At this moment, he even sincerely hoped that this tool man could live a little longer, after all, not everyone is so straightforward when they kill people.

The bearded businessman's face turned cold and he stood up: "This brother, because of a trivial matter, killed the store owner, isn't that bad?"

"not good?"

Nie Qingge chuckled lightly, tapped the ground with his footsteps, and instantly slashed at a foot merchant at the next table.

Seeing this sudden knife, Beard hurriedly shouted: "No, do it!"

But at such a close distance, the man Nie Qingge was staring at had no time to react, and his fragile throat was slashed by the sharp blade.

"kill him!"

The sackcloth was lifted from the cargo, and beneath it was an unsheathed sword.

Just now, they were just ordinary people, with nervous and frightened faces. At this moment, they skillfully picked up their swords and swung them towards Nie Qingge.

The inferior wooden tables and stools around were quickly turned into a pile of broken wood in the shadow of swords and swords.

With the death of several people, Beard and the rest of the foot merchants forced Nie Qingge to a corner of the tea shed.

"Who are you? Why did you kill my people?"

Beard looked extremely angry.

The man in the hat, who was not in the plan in front of him, ruined the plan he had been preparing for several days.

Nie Qingge glanced at the couple who were stabbed in the throat not far away, and said lightly, "You and them are accomplices."

"Just because of that?"

Beard laughed anxiously.

Although there are thousands of warnings, it is not impossible for some old people to see it.

But if he violently kills just because of this, then he really can't accept it.

"Tea is poisonous."

Nie Qingge's face was expressionless, which was one of the reasons for his murder.

The bearded eyes narrowed into a gap: "How did you see it?"

The tea was indeed poisonous, and he ordered it.

After all, this plan, which has been prepared for several days, has reached the last and most critical step, and he cannot allow any accidents.

Therefore, it is undoubtedly a good choice to directly use the added tea to knock down this unknown martial artist.

As for whether to kill or bury it afterwards, it depends on his mood.

But Beard did not expect that the methods of himself and others were not only seen, but also killed several people, and even destroyed most of the tea shed that had been built for several days.

According to the current time, it is impossible to prepare again.

"The smell isn't right."

Nie Qingge still cherishes words like gold.

"kill him!"

Beards stopped talking nonsense, and with a single order, a dozen people rushed to Nie Qingge.

clang!clang!clang!
The sound of the rapid collision of swords and soldiers was continuously heard from the tea shed.

The side was originally a cloth used to shield the wind and rain, and it was also stained with pools of blood.

On the official road not far away.

The three carriages moved forward at an equal speed, next to two dozen guards on horseback.

"Brother, Lord Nalin."

At the front of the convoy, a young guard was speaking to the chief guard Wang Chen.

Wang Chen suddenly looked at the young guard.

The young guard knew that he was wrong, and immediately changed his words: "Brother, then Steward Lin is just a literate man, and the people he knows are so good, so let him leak the position of our team, is it really okay?"

"Although Steward Lin is a literati, he never exaggerates or hides things. He said that if it helps us, it will definitely help."

Wang Chen turned his head and looked forward, if it wasn't for his own younger brother, he wouldn't answer a word.

The question was too stupid, which made him wonder if he had protected his younger brother too well before.

"What kind of help can a person from the rivers and lakes do to us?"

The young guard paused, then said: "It's not that I despise those people, they call them heroes, but they are just gangsters in the market, bullying the good and fearing the evil, they run faster than anyone else when they encounter good things. It is also faster than anyone else to run to danger, and it is uncertain whether such a person will come because of a letter."

Wang Chen looked at the outline of the tea shed in front and said, "If you don't come, it's not good, and it won't affect us much. But if you can come, at least you are a trustworthy person, so what's there to worry about?"

"Head, I think I still have to think about it. If a bad person comes and has a bad intention towards the young lady, then..."

The young guard paused and stared blankly ahead.

I saw the tea shed on the side of the road crumbling, with more than a dozen people lying in it, the blood draining from the body had dyed the ground red, and in the middle stood a man wearing a hat, holding a knife in his right hand.

The snow-white knife was stained with a lot of blood, and it was slowly turning into blood droplets, falling from the tip of the knife.

The man in the hat also seemed to have seen them, and walked towards them with a knife.

"Deploy the battle, protect the young lady!"

Wang Chen immediately raised his hand and shouted.

All the guards drew their swords and stood guard beside the three carriages, and half of them even came to Wang Chen's side.

Seeing the man in the bucket hat who was slowly walking towards them from the tea shed in front of him, and the clothes that seemed to be dyed with blood, many people's eyes were full of fear.

Although they are guards, each of them has a skill that is not weak.

In the so-called martial arts, it is definitely a good player in the acquired realm, and many people still have dozens of lives under their hands.

But at this moment.

Seeing the figures lying in a pool of blood in the tea shed, and the man in bucket hat who was slowly walking towards them, suspected of being the murderer, everyone couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Wang Huwei, but what happened?"

The curtain of the lead carriage was pulled open, and an old man in blue robes stuck his head out.

Wang Chen calmly replied, "Butler Lin, don't worry, it's just a small matter, and it won't affect the young lady."

With his eyesight, he could see clearly the scene in the tea shed.

The dead were dressed like ordinary people.

But judging from the scattered weapons, they are probably all masters who have been disguised.

In this way, they can still kill their Dou Li men, the strength is definitely strong, but there is still some gap between the innate realm.

And there are more than 20 acquired people on my side. Individually, the strength may not be as good as the opponent, but together, as long as the opponent is not innate, no matter how strong they are, they will lose.

however.

But Steward Lin didn't listen to him and got off the horse and went to the front.

"Steward Lin, you..."

Wang Chen frowned slightly, and was about to persuade, when he saw the man in the bucket hat suddenly stopped, and a voice came out of his mouth: "Is the person coming here, Mr. Lin Zhenweilin?"

Butler Lin took a few steps forward and stood beside Wang Liang: "I am, I don't know who this knight is?"

"Nie Qingge, I received a letter!"

Nie Qingge bent over and cupped his hands, only to realize that he was still holding the knife, so he immediately put the knife back into the scabbard on his back.

"Haha, the old man knows that he can't see the wrong person."

Lin Zhenwei laughed and stepped forward and helped Nie Qingge up.

Behind.

All the guards, including Wang Chen, were dumbfounded at the moment.

They thought about the good player Lin Zhenwei said, maybe he would have a good martial arts, but if he wanted to, he would be able to tie with their ordinary guards, but they never thought that he would be such a fierce god.

"Steward Lin."

A melodious sound like a silver bell came from the convoy.

I saw a girl about twelve years old walking out.

The skin is as thick as fat, and the snow is white with pink; a pair of eyes are as gentle as running water; there is an elegant smile on his face, and anyone who sees it will have a good impression; the pale pink skirt is delicate and innocent.

　Thank you [Xiangyu] and [God's Key Yuduchen] for the rewards~Thank you~
　　
　　
　
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