The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 373

Early morning hours.

All things exhale a new look of vitality and vigor.

On the island in the center of Biluo Lake, the fragrance of flowers and plants is refreshing.

When you come here, no matter how bored you are in your heart, it will disappear in an instant.

"Ma'am." Beside the huge roots of the peach fairy tree, a woman dressed as a maid stepped closer to a woman in purple fur and called softly.

The Ziqiu woman said, "Huh?"

The maid said: "Ma'am, although the air here is good, it's still cooler. It's almost time for us to get out of the car for a cup of tea. How about returning to the car to be warm?"

"Alright." The purple fur woman rubbed her belly lightly through the fur coat, nodded slightly, and walked slowly towards the edge of the island in the middle of the lake with the help of the maid.

There is a wooden trestle bridge connecting the island in the middle of the lake with the shore of the lake.

At the head of the bridge, there is a simple but elegant carriage parked.

There was a driver in front of the carriage, and eight guards stood beside the carriage.

The Ziqiu woman said: "Second young master hasn't come back yet?"

The servant girl glanced at the carriage and said: "It seems that he hasn't come back yet, but madam, don't worry, it's not far from here to Niuzhuang, and the second young master should have already set foot on his way home. Most likely, the second young master bumped into him in Niuzhuang. It’s a strange thing, I want to bring it back to please Madam, or I saw something delicious and wanted to buy it for Madam’s health, so I wasted some time.”

The Ziqiu woman said lightly, "You're the only one who thinks about it."

The servant girl hurriedly said: "Tui'er is not thinking about it, the second young master can't wait to hold his wife in the palm of his hand and pamper him, he must think of his wife first when he sees..."

The maid who called herself Tweety began to praise her master endlessly.

The Ziqiu woman couldn't help laughing when she heard the words, that smile was full of happiness, but no one could see the pain contained in it: Why do you bother to make life difficult for yourself?Isn't he good enough for you?You really should be happy.

Those who spoke were joyful, while those who listened were absent-minded, so the master and servant approached the carriage like this.

"Especially Madam." The maid who called herself Tweety was talking excitedly but stopped abruptly, and suddenly exclaimed, "Ah!"

The people beside her stopped suddenly, Cui'er couldn't stop, and almost brought the Ziqiu woman forward.

"Husband, ma'am, are you alright, Tweety'er deserves to die, Tweety'er deserves to die!" Tweety'er was not slow in her hands and feet, she blamed herself repeatedly while supporting the Ziqiu woman.

"I'm fine, Cui'er." Although the Ziqiu woman said so, her willow eyebrows were clustered together.

"That's good, that's good." Cui'er patted her chest lightly, seeing the sad face of the purple-fur woman, she couldn't help wondering what's wrong with Madam.

"Murderous!" The Ziqiu woman said in a deep voice.

Like Fang Chang, she firmly hooked Tweety'er with her arms, not letting her go any further.

Although she seldom used force, she had been in a place full of fish and dragons all year round, and her vigilance was always good. Only then did she faintly realize that she and Tweety were being targeted by several fierce murderous auras.

"Murderous?!" Tweety was startled when she heard the words, and then immediately raised her spirits.

Of course the murderous intent has dissipated, but she will not doubt Madam's judgment.

She is the wife's personal servant girl. Apart from taking care of her daily life, she is also responsible for protecting her. Naturally, she has some skill in her hands and feet, but she didn't expect to be in danger in Jiangning County and the territory of the Daoyi League, so she was a little relaxed.

However, the surface of the Biluo Lake is as calm as washing, and there is not even a slight breeze blowing on the face. Everything around is still and picturesque. Where does the murderous look come from?

"Ma'am?" Tweety's tone was a little doubtful, her gaze had already settled on the carriage.

The matter of their going out was decided on the spur of the moment early this morning. After they went out, it was the second young master who suggested to bring his wife to this Biluo Lake to relax. Therefore, it is unlikely that someone was ambushing here beforehand.

It can only be that they were unlucky, and they happened to be bumped into by a certain force, and the other party also took advantage of the opportunity and prepared to attack them.

Tweety's pupils shrank slightly, and there was no place to hide except for the freezing cold lake water. The only thing that would cause problems was the carriage a hundred steps away.

"We have no way out, let's try to delay the time." The Ziqiu woman patted Tweety'er's arm and whispered in a low voice, then put on a smile, raised her voice slightly and pulled Tweety'er aside Go, "Let's go over there and see if there are any fish."

Tweety reacted quickly this time, and replied with a smile: "Okay! Let Tweety also give Madam a hand and catch two fish to eat."

Although the two girls no longer stared at the carriage, they both pricked up their ears and paid attention to the movement.

"Hahaha! Mrs. Murong is really careful, and the acting is not bad. It's a pity that we don't have much time to accompany you to continue watching the scenery. Please consciously get in the car, so as not to hurt your precious body and golden body."

As early as when laughter came from behind, the two girls knew that it was useless to hide, so they turned sideways and faced the carriage a hundred paces away.

I saw the coachman jumping off the carriage, the hood and coat fell to the ground, and the body that should have been thin seemed to be blowing up in the air against the wind.

When he fell to the ground, he had become a strong man with a height of eight feet and half of his hair on the top of his head.

This is not what the original Murong family coachman should look like!

The other eight guards also took off their disguises, revealing a ferocious look!

Mrs. Murong said coldly: "You killed them?"

The eight-foot strong man laughed loudly and said, "Hehe, isn't Mrs. Murong asking knowingly? But don't worry, they are all walking very fast. Maybe they have already walked on the road to Huangquan before they felt the pain. As for their corpses? Seeing that the scenery of the island in the center of the Biluo Lake is too prosperous, the shore of the lake is much worse, so I asked them to make natural nourishment. If one day the peach blossoms in the lake and outside the lake are equally blooming, I have done a good deed what."

Mrs. Murong said: "He is a rough person, but he talks a lot."

The eight-foot strong man said: "Haha! After all, I am still a person who cherishes beauty and beauty. This is also to give Mrs. Murong more time to think. After all, it is not convenient for you to make a big move right now."

Cui'er said angrily: "Who are you guys? Don't forget, this is Jiangning County! You dare to touch the Murong family, do you still want to leave Jiangning County alive?!"

The eight-foot strong man said: "Hey, little girl, although I am a little annoyed that you didn't recognize who I am, I will not let myself go. As for this Jiangning County? Both the old man and your Murong family are now Are you busy with the matter of Baihua Valley next month? Since we can get in, we can also get out, of course we didn't intend to go out quietly."

The eight-foot burly man yawned, and said, "Oh, it's cold, and I've only been here for less than half an hour, and I'm drowsy. I don't talk much, and I can't cheer up."

Mrs. Murong frowned when she saw this man's talkative appearance, she seemed to think of something, and asked narrowly, "Who am I, so it's Liang Zimeng's cousin of the Red Clothes Sect Gengtang, Shanmao?"

Puff!

Tweety couldn't help laughing when she heard the words.

The mouth corners of the eight people behind the eight-foot strong man twitched unconsciously, but they were obviously well-trained, and they quickly controlled their emotions and expressions.

As for the eight-foot strong man, he blushed first, and then said with a smile: "I never imagined that Mrs. Murong has a discerning eye! However, you seem to have misunderstood me a little, you thought I would be like my cousin , so easily provoked?"

Mrs. Murong covered her mouth and laughed: "Miao Zan Miao Zan, the little girl is not a smart eye, but she is not a pig, you can still tell at a glance."

Hearing the sound, the eight-foot strong man arched his nose and couldn't help trembling. White smoke visible to the naked eye was coming out of his nostrils. He forced a smile and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, if the lion doesn't show its power, you think I'm a sick cat? Eh, Sick cat! You have dragged enough time, I will let you see and see why I am called a mountain lion today!"

The mountain lion was furious, and he was already holding a black iron heavy ruler in his hand, but he didn't intend to make a move, he just waved his hands to the eight people behind him and said: "The servant girl is killed, and the girl will be tied back into the sedan chair for me. Enjoy it!"

As soon as the words fell, the eight red-clothed elites quickly attacked Cui'er.

"Madam, be careful yourself." Tweety was unarmed, but in the current situation, she had to bite the bullet.

She took off her coat, and actually grabbed the coat with both hands and shuttled among the swords.

After a while, the clothes were ripped apart, but she already had an extra piece of dancing silk in her hand.

It turned out that Cui Er knew how to be flexible, and created weapons when she didn't have them, and used Mai Ling to fight against the enemy.

Using softness to overcome rigidity is originally Mai Ling's strength.

Unexpectedly, there is only one Wuling, but there are eight swords.

Tweety soon fell into a disadvantage, and there were already several bloodstains on her body.

Seeing that a sword was about to penetrate from the back of his heart, he saw that the person holding the sword suddenly trembled and fell forward.

Hearing the sound behind her, Tweety realized that there was a jade hairpin tied on the back of the man's head.

Tweety immediately looked at Madam Murong, and sure enough Madam's coiled long hair had fallen to her shoulders.

Da da da!Da da da!

At this moment, there was the sound of galloping horseshoes on the wooden trestle bridge.

Cui'er was overjoyed immediately, she knew that the second young master was here.

"Where the thieves dare to act wild here!"

The voices came from far to near, was it the Second Young Master Murong or who?

The mountain lion standing still watched coldly as a figure got up from the horse and flew towards the purple-fur woman.

The visitor was dressed in light blue brocade clothes, with sharp features and sharp features. At first glance, he looked like a handsome man, almost similar to Murong Jing, but less unruly and more calm. It was Murong Kang, the second son of the Murong family.

Murong Kang hugged his beloved wife's shoulders tightly with both hands, and said with concern: "Ma'am, are you alright?"

Mrs. Murong shook her head, and said, "I'm fine, hurry up and help Cui'er."

Murong Kang said hello, and drew his sword to join the battle.

"It's just in time, everyone is here now." The mountain lion shook its shoulders, flexed its muscles and bones, and shot out like an arrow the next moment.

The huge body did not affect its movement speed at all. This blow was not fancy, but it was menacing and unstoppable.

With a single swing of this foot, even an old scalper weighing five hundred catties will be knocked out of his head on the spot!

This foot was swung towards Murong Kang without any surprise!

Although he has already sensed that the danger is approaching, Murong Kang is still not good at learning skills. Facing this kind of offensive, there is no way to avoid it.

It was only one foot away, the good sword in his hand had been broken, and Murong Kang's men had also been thrown upside down by three feet, they fell to pieces on the spot, and there were ringing sounds in their ears.

His handsome face was distorted by the pain, and even though he tried to stand up, it was in vain.

The next moment, he felt his face was covered by something cold.

The cold thing kept sinking, and his head kept sinking into the mud.

He only felt that he couldn't breathe, but from the lips that were squeezed so hard to open his mouth, there was an extremely small voice, "Please, you, let... let it go, Lan'er."

"Stop!—" the Ziqiu woman shouted hoarsely!

Although the sound was inaudible, any wife who saw her husband being trampled on the ground would be heartbroken.

She heard Murong Kang's voice, she heard that he was still thinking about her safety before he died.

Even though he was so incompetent, when she was in danger, he would not hesitate and act resolutely.

Even though he was sorry for her, he loved her deeply after all, cared for her in every possible way, and was obedient to her.

His love for her is far more important than her life!

If a husband is like this, what can a wife ask for?

Sure enough, the mountain lion stopped. To be precise, it should have retracted its feet.

He was even ten feet away from Murong Kang.

It's not that Mrs. Murong's cry is so effective, it's just that at that moment, he felt the cold death intent from the underworld.

As long as he slowed down for a moment, he might stop breathing before Murong Kang.

There is a master here? !

The question in the mountain lion's mind was answered in an instant.

Because, he has seen the seven corpses on the ground, but he has not seen the enemy, let alone how his subordinates died.

The mountain lion plucked up his courage and roared, "Who?"

As soon as the words came out, a black shadow appeared in his vision.

People, are black people.

The sword is a black sword.

This man, this sword, seems to come from hell!

"Black, black impermanence!?"

(End of this chapter)