Peach Blossom Dream

Accidentally let the book fall out of his hand.

"Oh," Shui Zhu'er bent down to pick it up, but she sat too close to Uncle Jifeng face to face, she bumped into his chest as soon as she lowered her head, Shui Zhu'er fell into his arms, "Uncle..."

"..." Shu Jifeng relied on his strong self-control to not push her away in an instant.

Unexpectedly, Shu Jifeng didn't do anything by herself, but Zuo Qingyue walked over, picked up the book and returned it to her while supporting Shui Zhuer, and babbled at Shu Jifeng: "Boss Shu, sister Shui Zhuer's The books are all lost, and you won’t help pick them up?”

Seeing Zuo Qingyue pull Shui Zhu'er away, Shu Jifeng secretly heaved a sigh of relief and felt a little emotional for him.

At this moment, a tall and thick man in black clothes with dark hair and black boots suddenly descended from the sky from the bow of the ship, holding an axe.

Shu Jifeng looked back, and there were four or five people standing at the stern of the boat, all black to the soles of their boots, looking as if they were about to pick off Zuo Qingyue's head - after all, he was the only one who was always hunted down.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Qingyue put her pillow back on Shui Zhu'er's lap, and smiled kindly: "My friends, it's snowing late, can you have a drink?"

The leading man in black looked up at the sky suspiciously: "The morning glow doesn't go out, and the evening glow travels thousands of miles. My friend, it's a good day, how can you tell that it's going to snow?"

Shu Jifeng eased the embarrassment: "He's drunk, don't listen to his nonsense. Are you here to pick his head off?"

The leader is not like the professional killer who came out of the palace before, he is familiar enough to chat directly: "You guessed it right. Listen everyone, idlers can jump into the boat, and we will not chase them."

As soon as the words finished, Shui Zhu'er pushed Zuo Qingyue away and stood up, and the other two girls also stood up and said: "Let's take a step first, gentlemen, take your leave."

After three plops, Zuo Qingyue said: "Boss Uncle, it's a pity that your bosom friend Lu Zhu'er didn't take you seriously."

Uncle Feng ignored him, looked at Qian Juan, and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

Qian Juan shook his head and took out a short sword from his boots: "Uncle Boss, as the saying goes, a sword is given to a hero. This is an ancient sword that I have collected for a long time. I think it is very appropriate to give it to you today."

What is this unexpected gift for?Wouldn't it be to show your heart at the time of life and death?Shu Jifeng was taken aback.

Besides, since He Ming in his previous life died blocking the sword for him, Shu Jifeng no longer used a sword, so he shook his head and politely refused: "Mr. Qian, I'm really sorry, I don't use a sword."

"Hey, let me take a look!" Zuo Qingyue snatched it up and pulled it out, "It's really a good sword!"

The leading man in black was also attracted by the sword, he gave a thumbs up and said, "It really is a good sword! Is this from the sword fairy Ge Kong?"

Qian Juan nodded: "That's right."

Zuo Qingyue said: "Sword Immortal Ge Kong? After hearing about General Uncle's accident, he went into seclusion. I didn't expect to see the sword he made with his own eyes in his lifetime."

Uncle Jifeng suddenly heard the names of Ge Kong and his father, and his heart shrank: I didn't expect that in this chaotic world, my father was also a famous general.What about yourself?Will anyone remember him?

"This is such a good sword, why are you hesitating?" Zuo Qingyue walked to him, "Speaking of it, it is not worse than your fan, right? If you don't want it, you can give it to me?"

Qian Juan stepped forward and stopped him: "This sword is only for uncle and boss. If Mr. Zuo wants it, can I give it to others?"

Shu Jifeng was frightened by Qian Juan's words again: Only send him alone?This, this...how should this be done?

Seeing that they were at loggerheads, the leading man in black enthusiastically gave them an idea: "I think I'll accept this young master, as it happens that he can use this sword to help your friends. The one who paid the money can say it, let me give it to you." We picked off the head of Zuo Zhuangzhu. The price given by the superiors is quite a lot, we must use our best today, if the young master accepts this sword, there will be a little more chance of winning. After all, survival is more important than anything else!"

For a killer who takes people's lives, persuading the victim to live is more important than anything else, this sounds really ridiculous!Qian Juan found it inconceivable, and asked back, "Dear man, what did you just say?"

The leading man in black looked at him: "You don't have the skills, do you? Why don't you jump into the water and escape? I won't be merciful if I really do something later!"

Qian Juan couldn't understand: he was clear about making friends with interests in the mall, but this person didn't stand on the same interests as himself, right?Why are you still persuading yourself to go?

Uncle Jifeng explained: "The weak prey on the strong. What is strong is not kung fu, but class; if you fight with each other with your life, what you win may not necessarily be a deep hatred, or it may be just a few taels of gold and silver. He has no grievances or enmities with you, and he should let you go."

Zuo Qingyue sat there and added: "The main reason is that your head is worthless, and it cost you a knife; if you stand here, it will get in the way."

Shu Jifeng nodded honestly.

"But Uncle Boss, I...can't swim..." Qian Juan suddenly felt that he was useless and dragged others down.

Zuo Qingyue stood up: "Then stay in the corner. Also, there is no need to feel sorry, they are here for me."

When Qian Juan heard this, he gave him a strange look.

"What's the matter, do you think I'm different from what the outside world has said? I'm still a little understanding?" Zuo Qingyue asked with her head tilted.

Qian Juan didn't say a word.

The leading man in black was gearing up: "Guys, we're about to start. We all have to go back to cook breakfast before dawn after we have a job tonight!"

"Then come." Shu Jifeng pulled Qian Juan into the corner behind him.

Seeing that the two of them didn't even pose, the leading man in black looked a little hesitant, exchanged glances with the people at the stern, and launched an attack at the same time.

Uncle Jifeng immediately pulled Qian Juan back, clean and tidy, only the hair around his ear was raised.Zuo Qingyue leaped forward with a short sword, and with a few moves, he neutralized the strong attack of the man in black.

Seeing that there was no advantage in the first round, several blacks changed their strategies and took turns to fight, with various moves and tacit cooperation, and their attack power became stronger and stronger.

Six vs. two, Shu Jifeng has to watch Qian Juan in the corner from time to time, the fight is not so easy.

Zuo Qingyue took advantage of the gap and asked him, "Why don't you run away?"

Uncle Feng understood that escaping at this time might be a good choice for both parties. At most, the man in black would not get the bounty. If you must die, someone will die today.

But Zuo Qingyue didn't know that for the poor, sometimes money is life.

Besides, they still have to bring Qian Juan, and if they want to escape, it may not be so easy.

During the pause, one of the youngest among the men in black saw that Shu Jifeng was only holding a fan, and took the opportunity to swing a hammer at him. Lost half of the man's hair and arm.

"Fuck your ancestor!" Someone saw his partner being cut off, and roared to avenge Shu Jifeng's head, but before he got close, the sword in Zuo Qingyue's hand flashed and cut his throat first.

For the first time, Qian Juan smelled the smell of blood that penetrated his nose, and instantly bent over and retched.

The remaining four of the men in black formed a group, and they felt a little apprehensive seeing two of their own being crippled in an instant.

Uncle Jifeng patiently preached to the other party when his life was at stake: "When fighting with your life, you must first calm down."

The leading man in black loosened his tense muscles and thanked him.

19、The Curtain Opens

Qian Juan recovered from his retching, held his nose and persuaded, "Heroes, if it's for bounty, I'd be willing to give you double no matter how much it is. Why bother to fight so hard?"

The leading man in black smiled and said: "This brother is indeed an amateur. But if we break the rules today, we will cut off our own way of life! The world is so big, everyone has their own way of survival, we brothers live by our ability , nothing to be pitiful about!"

Uncle Jifeng asked himself that since he entered the night, he had killed countless people, but he didn't expect to feel compassion for this tall and powerful young man today for no reason.Looking sideways at Zuo Qingyue again, seeing that there was also unbearable in his eyes.

"Let's do it, whether you die or I die today, just give each other a good time!"

The four men in black had the determination to die, and their momentum rose sharply.In order to avoid his sharp edge, Shu Jifeng sideways dodges, but someone's voice hits here and there, attacking the helpless Qian Juan.Shu Jifeng turned around quickly, intending to pry the man's long knife away, but he was half an inch too late.

Sooner or later, Zuo Qingyue, who was closer, leaped over and pushed away the frightened Qian Juan, but his own back was also scratched by a long knife, and he was dressed in white. Instantly oozes bright red blood.

"That's not a bad move!" Zuo Qingyue looked relaxed, not forgetting to affirm the person who just made the move.

Seeing that he was injured, my uncle stopped showing mercy and began to take the initiative to attack.A white fan was as fast as a shadow, injuring two people in less than a moment.

The leading man in black withdrew on the way, fighting with the pale Zuo Qingyue with all his strength.Although Zuo Qingyue was injured, her face became even paler, but the short sword in her hand did not slow down at all, and with four or two strokes, she knocked back the leader's big ax several steps.

"Although your saber technique is strong, you lack killing intent. Are you not a professional killer?" Zuo Qingyue asked taking advantage of the gap.

The leader in black said: "I'm ashamed, I entered this business for a few meals, and I don't often take jobs."

After a few more fierce strokes, Zuo Qingyue's sword pierced the leading man in black's vitals—life and death were already separated.

"Tell me, whose mission do you accept, I don't have to kill you." Zuo Qingyue stared at the other party.

The leading man in black shook his head: "Although I am not a professional killer, I know the rules. Anyone who confesses to be behind the scenes will be hunted down thousands of miles away."

Qian Juan in the corner persuaded: "Don't you still believe us? Tell us, whoever wants to take the life of Zhuang Zhuo, we will protect your life, food and clothing."

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