[Comprehensive martial arts] The correct domestication method of the first killer

Half an hour later, an unremarkable carriage quietly drove out from the back door of Nanwang Mansion. The concierge looked down at the ground like a blind man, as if he didn't see anything.

Aunt Gongsun sat in the car and said, "You have a heart." Her injury should not be moved, and the thought of preparing a carriage for her made her feel Jin Jiuling's tenderness and thoughtfulness.

"You are ridiculous." Jin Jiuling replied while driving the car, looking at the front intently, counting the time in his heart, Lu Xiaofeng should have received his secret signal to follow up, and Mrs. Hua probably has already started mobilizing People and horses, just wait for their own signal to immediately surround the Nanwang Mansion.

The only uncertain factor he worried about was Su Muzhe and Su Muzhe who stayed in the Nanwang Mansion leisurely - not worried about what they would do. It's not that he didn't miss the dark and turbulent demon sect's hidden stakes in the city, and he didn't feel at ease at all about the group of demon sect elders who were quite ignorant of themselves.

In fact, the elders of the Demon Cult did not disappoint his expectations at all. Before the carriage left the city, many black figures quietly lurked out of the hidden piles of the Demon Cult, like ghosts, melting into him silently. into the boundless night.

Nan Wang was still having a banquet with the guests, today Jin Jiuling invited all his close friends, and the most loyal servants in the mansion guarded inside and outside, the dancers danced lightly in the hall, and a group of people in the hall toasted and drank, Talking all over the place, fantasizing about the future after the success of the great cause, completely unaware of the approaching danger.

Prince Nan Wang was not at the banquet, he only showed one side, and left early on the grounds that he was unwell, because his face was so pale, no one suspected that he was pretending to be sick, at this time he was sitting in the room, walking slowly He poured himself a drink, and hearing the rustling footsteps outside the door, a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"I won't make it easy for you." He murmured, and he didn't know who he was talking to, but he looked a little crazy.

After passing the courtyard of Prince Nanwang, there is a large peach blossom forest behind the courtyard. The peach blossoms have already faded, and there are still some dry petals scattered on the ground. There are several cobblestone roads in the peach forest. It is leading to the center of the peach forest.

There are stone tables and benches in the center of the peach forest. It is the most enjoyable place to drink a glass of wine here in spring and enjoy the peach blossoms. However, Su Muzhe came here for other things.

Huamanlou stood aside, listening to all kinds of movements on Su Muzhe's side. After a while, he heard Su Muzhe say: "Okay, give it to me." The wine jar was handed over to Su Muzhe, the freshly sealed wine was very astringent, and he never imagined that there would be such a radical change after being buried for three months.

Su Muzhe put the wine jar in the hole he dug, which was stuck between the old roots of the peach tree. Then he carefully filled it back with soil, stepped on it firmly, and sprinkled some grass and dried flowers to cover it up.

Hua Manlou never thought that he would do such a thing one day. He secretly buried a jar of wine in the woods of someone else's house in the middle of the night, and planned to come back a few months later and secretly dig it out to drink. It was because Su Muzhe confused him by taking it for granted when he said this plan, and when he realized what he had done, he had already filled in the soil.

What else can he do?Dig out the wine again?Hua Manlou smiled helplessly, and said, "The wine is also buried, you should be willing to go back and rest."

"I'm afraid not yet." Su Muzhe listened to the movement in the wind with his ears pricked up, and his tone was a little more apologetic, "I still have to entertain a few guests."

"There should be more than a few." Hua Manlou also listened attentively to the movement in the bushes, and said.

"Probably..." Su Muzhe thought for a while and said, "Probably everyone from Wuyang City has come."

Having said that, he swung his saber, and saw the light of the saber flickering, the peach tree behind him shook, splashing bright red all over the ground.

"The skill of concealment is well practiced, but it's a pity that I picked the wrong opponent." Su Mu stood in front of Huamanlou, and slowly drew out another scimitar. The two scimitars were like two crescent moons, refracted in the night Extraordinarily dazzling brilliance.

In front of him, black figures gradually appeared, holding thin and narrow long swords in their hands, and in the bushes, there were countless similar black-clothed killers hidden.

"It's not a good person." Hua Manlou still looked calm, and patted Su Muzhe's shoulder with a smile, "It seems that things won't go well if we don't do anything this time."

"...Sorry." Su Mu moved his lips and said in a low voice, Huamanlou never kills, and even rarely hurts others, but in the current situation, there is no other way except to kill .

"Why do you have to apologize?" Hua Manlou smiled, "Although I am a good person, I am not a fool." As he spoke, he turned around abruptly and slapped the black-clothed man who was holding a sword behind him and was about to attack on people.

The man in black froze, gurgled twice, and fell down.

"I don't kill people, but it doesn't mean I will sit and wait for death." Hua Manlou sighed, the man in black who fell on the ground still had breath, but he had no strength to stand up again.

Huamanlou knew from a long time ago that there must be a day when he can choose whether to get blood on his hands or not, but it doesn't mean that everyone can choose. Like Su Muzhe, fate often forces them to do it. And once blood was on his hands, he couldn't stop.

He has no right or ability to interfere in this matter. From the moment he admitted that he was tempted by Su Muzhe, he was already mentally prepared, because as that person, it is impossible to wash his hands forever and never get involved with Su Muzhe again. Mu Zhe was startled by Huamanlou's actions, first surprised, then joyful, he took a deep breath, didn't say anything, just stood silently behind Huamanlou, back to back, raised the elbow in his hand Dao, "If you don't do it, it will be too late." His tone turned into a cold and sarcasm that Hua Manlou was not familiar with, and the murderous aura lingering around him permeated the air, sending chills down the spine.

When his murderous aura surges, his appearance will become extremely beautiful, and the extremely beautiful will give birth to the extremely clean, and the light of the knife will pass by like a startled rainbow, and in an instant, only large patches of silver and white can be seen in his eyes. Many times, the black-clothed killer does not even see clearly. What, the vision has gone black and there is no consciousness anymore.

As for the main target they decided to attack before they came, Su Muzhe's weaknesses are all over the building, and they beat him to the point of killing the intelligence collector. Indeed, this person does not kill people, and his martial arts are not as strong as Su Muzhe's. , but he couldn't hold back, he just defended and didn't attack, he guarded Su Muzhe's back tightly, and he could completely keep up with Su Muzhe's attack rhythm. The soft sleeve robe became the best weapon on him. Before the long sword could get close to his body, it was broken into several pieces by one roll and one throw. After losing the weapon and facing Su Muzhe, he really didn't know how he died.

Su Muzhe didn't love to fight. He knew exactly what his primary duty was. He kept the knife in his hand like a sharp knife cutting into tofu, and he cut a path to the outside world without any obstruction. of blood.

His offensive was too fierce, and no amount of black-clothed killers could stand up to him. In the second half, no one dared to attack him anymore. Su Muzhe could hear the deep and rapid breathing in the bushes, but he could not Just the sound of breathing, they didn't even have the courage to go forward.

"Let's go!" Su Muzhe knew that the Nanwang Mansion was no longer safe, no, even the whole Wuyang City was no longer safe, and no one knew better than him the danger of staying here at this time, so he tugged on Hua Manlou's sleeve , Hua Manlou understood, followed Su Muzhe without any hesitation, leaped out from the peach blossom forest with a little bit of footsteps, and lightly climbed over the high courtyard wall of the Nanwang Mansion, not knowing where he was going.

"Don't chase anymore!" The leader of the man in black panted heavily, and the people who were still alive gradually gathered around him, "Dispose of the body, and if someone asks you when you go back, tell the truth." No matter how many factions fought, they were just following orders. I hope that after the purge is over, there will be a few more brats around him left.

Hua Manlou could no longer tell the direction. At first he was able to keep up with Su Muzhe's pace, but the previous fight had consumed a lot of his strength. After running for a while, he began to feel powerless. Halfway through, it was Su Muzhe who was dragging him to run. He clasped his two hands, palms facing each other, and waves of surging and warm internal force were transmitted from the other hand, supporting Hua Manlou to hold on to his breath. They are now Can't stop yet.

Su Muzhe guessed right, the entire Wuyang City is not safe now, and on the way out of the city from Nanwang Mansion, they encountered several groups of killers, some of the martial arts methods were sent by the Demon Sect, and some were hired by outsiders. It seems that he has made up his mind to stay in Wuyang City.

It's a pity that Su Muzhe was never willing to follow their wishes. He only had a scimitar in his hand, and the other hand held Hua Manlou firmly. Walking through, the internal strength he lost to Hua Manlou was already enough to exhaust a first-class expert, but instead of slowing down, his pace was even a little faster than before.

The masters in the arena are the most stingy, they have a meticulous grasp of the internal force to every ounce, and they are unwilling to use a little more force. Su Muzhe is the best among them. His blade will only slightly touch the killer when it passes by. Raise and shake, each blow can cut a small but narrow and deep wound between the killer's throats, causing them to fall to the ground before making a sound.

Huamanlou couldn't remember how long they ran, nor where they went. This was the first time he couldn't tell the direction. He was exhausted and only had one thought in his mind, run, and desperately followed Su Mu. Zhe ran forward, he vaguely remembered that he was hugged by Su Muzhe and flew over the high walls of Wuyang City, the bloody smell along the way was gradually replaced by the cool breath of vegetation, the whistling wind and heartbeat in his ears The noise was getting louder and louder, so loud that it shook his reason nine days away.

So much so that when he stopped suddenly, his soul was still far behind and did not come back. The whole person was dizzy and still in a dream. He forced a smile and opened his mouth before he could speak, only to find that his throat was full of bloody smell , It hurts like hell when you move.

"Don't you need to run?" He asked, his voice was hoarse, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, feeling his legs were so weak that he didn't want to feel himself.

"En." Su Mu responded with a muffled voice, and led Hua Manlou to walk slowly to adjust his breathing. He seemed very silent, with his head downcast and pitiful.

It's like a puppy who only gets caught doing bad things.Hua Manlou blinked and asked, "Why are you so quiet?"

Su Muzhe paused, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry..." He admitted that he had already noticed the change of the elders' faction in Wuyang City, and had some speculation about its purpose, but he didn't know what he was thinking. Only then will they pretend to be deaf and dumb and let them go.

Maybe... it's because in the deepest part of his heart, he still hopes to be fully accepted by Huamanlou...

But why did I get the answer I wanted the most? After the short-lived joy, only apology and bitterness filled my heart. I wish I could go back in time and kill my wandering self.

Su Muzhe turned his back to Huamanlou, holding his wrist tightly, "I'm sorry..." He murmured, sorry for dragging you into this; sorry for ruining your originally comfortable life.

Sorry... Even so, I don't intend to let go.

How despicable...

Su Muzhe lowered his eyes. He had already said that he was an unfamiliar dog.

Hua Manlou was taken aback, but after a while, he laughed, coughing and laughing so hard that he couldn't even catch his breath.