The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 589
When the person who listens to the rain no longer listens to the rain peacefully, even if he just glances into the rain.

In recent days, Pinghai County, where the sea level is rare like a mirror, can no longer be calm at any time.

Until then, every peaceful night is precious.

People always feel that the good time is too short, and naturally hope that such a night will be longer, and longer, so that tomorrow will come later.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, Hao Mi thought so.

Although it is thousands of miles away from Pinghai County, when Xushi arrived, the sky in Luzhou County was slowly getting dark.

The long night was long, but Hao Mi didn't feel that it was enough.

After all, a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold. Doesn’t the longer the night mean more money?
Hao Mi didn't care about the amount of money or the amount of money. With his ability, he would return all the money he had lost.

It is said that the women in Sichuan are beautiful in appearance, tender in skin, petite in stature, bright and enthusiastic.

Hao Mi, who has been famous for this for a long time, has long thought of coming to inspect it in person.

Unexpectedly, there was too much wind on the road at that time, and Leng Mei, the number one female assassin in the Demon Palace, was idle and had nothing to do. Yao Fengliu, the gang leader, and Gu Huaiying, one of the fourteen villains, were not spared.

Hao Mi knew very well how much he had. Even if the fourteen villains were all ashes and dust, he was just a guy who could barely squeeze into the top [-] on the list of villains in Zhongzhou.

At that time, he honestly tightened his belt and took care of his lower body. His life was gone, and no matter how good his kidneys were, it would be in vain.

After being bored for nearly two years, I finally sneaked out to relieve my cravings.

I just tasted it a few times, but I was always low-key and low-key, for fear that I would lose my life before I knew it.

It wasn't until he heard that the magic palace had changed and Leng Mei fell off the Yin-Yang Bridge, did Hao Mi feel that the world was alive again and could be happy.

However, not long after the happy life, another killer similar to Leng Mei appeared in the arena.

Those who died under his sword were all unrighteous people.

Although the identity of that person was only fully confirmed at the Hundred Flowers Conference a few months ago.

It can be seen that Hao Mi, who has changed his face in recent years, has really behaved with his tail between his legs.

I am so wronged!

Rumor has it that that person was also forced to jump off the Yin-Yang Bridge, and Hao Mian spent a lot of money on the same day to buy a family of Fengyan House and have a carnival all night long!

However, the world is always changeable, and good fortune always loves to play tricks on people.

After a few months of not being happy, Hao Mi suddenly heard that the killer Ye Xiao was still alive, and was even stirring up trouble between Sichuan and Guizhou.

The common people in the market have different praises and criticisms for what the killer Ye Xiao did, but they basically think that the death of the person he killed is not a pity.

Hao Mi only felt that Ye Xiao, the killer, was a hit nightmare and couldn't get rid of it.

But what can he do, a prodigal son with a little talent and cleverness but no connections?

He didn't even dare to come up with the idea of ​​single-handedly challenging Zi Yexuan, so how dare he seek Ye Xiao's bad luck.

As the rumors say, the one who can climb up from the Yin-Yang Bridge is not the real Heiwuchang?
The night Zheng Lun and Chen Qi died, and the night Zi Yihou died, Hao Mi happened to be staying in an inn not far from Qianxu.

Hao Yan couldn't believe that the middle-aged street vendor who had been his neighbor for several days was actually the killer Ye Xiao himself!
The distance between him and death is only a wall!

I have to be thankful that because of the uproar, he stayed in the inn these days, so he didn't bump into Ye Xiao directly.

Otherwise, I'm afraid my grave will be covered with grass now.

Life is so wonderful, if you get what you can't ask for, it's a pity to eat it and throw it away.

When something that is always avoided happens, I feel that it is no big deal.

After this "encounter", Hao Mi also looked away.

As long as you don't show off your power under Ye Xiao's nose, there will always be loopholes to take advantage of.

Hao Mi was not in a hurry to leave Sichuan and Guizhou.

After studying the orderly trajectory of night owls in the chaos of Sichuan and Guizhou for many days, he discovered several blind spots.

A few killer night owls may set foot in the area, but only as a foothold, and the possibility of hands-on is extremely low.

These areas have one thing in common. Once Ye Xiao makes a mistake, his whereabouts are easily exposed, and there is a high probability of being caught in the urn.

Luzhou County is one of them.

The killer Ye Xiao didn't dare to make a mistake here, so he, the "Huajian guest", could sing and sing here every night!
Hao Mi spent three days looking for beautiful women in the streets and alleys of Luzhou County.

Until this morning, I finally got something, no, I put a girl from Xiaojiabiyu on the incense couch before nightfall.

After he finished burning incense and taking a bath, the girl should wake up.

If you are sensible, take a mandarin duck bath together, and then linger until dawn, so that you can get together and break up.

If you don't know the fun, you can only use a little tricks, and you will have less fun coming and going.

As for the imprint of peach blossoms that is always drawn on the woman's chest every time the wind blows, Hao Mian doesn't have the courage to keep it.

In the past, leaving a mark was for fame.

Notoriety is also a name, not to mention the nickname "Hua Jian Ke" given to him by the people of the Jianghu, which is more or less related to Hua Jian Zui, which sounds like a lot of face.

The second is to flaunt that all the women he has picked are good girls, and everyone can enjoy them with peace of mind.

Hao Mi rarely killed people.

But it has undoubtedly ruined many girls, from their bodies to their reputations, even worse than killing them.

But, how could Hao Mi not be afraid of killers like Ye Xiao?
If he had a good time today and left behind a peach blossom without hesitation, then he, the flower guest, might die tomorrow night.

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……

A quarter of an hour later.

Huajianke is still dead.

Didn't survive tonight.

Hao mirage was soaked naked in the petal tub.

His arms were resting on the rim of the barrel, and his head was propped back.

The upper body that can be seen clearly is only an inconspicuous sword mark on the neck, but now there is a bright blood steaming.

There was still the last trace of a smile on his face, he looked extremely peaceful and comfortable, and he seemed to die very comfortably.

Hao Mi has lived in this Tianzihao guest room for many days, and told Xiaoer not to enter the room to clean it.

Except for the house of the girl he kidnapped, he should have been the only one who went in and out soberly.

Tonight, at least two people sneaked in.

One of them was a beautiful woman.

There is a green lotus standing upside down in the center of the girl's head, and the black robe can't hide her exquisite curves. She is much more beautiful than the girl Hao Mian secretly hugged.

Of course, Hao Mi could no longer see this scene.

The girl on the bed had also disappeared.

The stunning woman, who is charming but not bewitching, only glanced at the tiny sword mark on Hao Mian's neck in disgust with her peach-blossom eyes, then left with a flick of her sleeves, coming and going in a hurry.

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……

The black-robed woman has excellent eyesight, and she has seen similar wounds no less than twenty times these days.

Every wound she saw was on a different person every time.

However, the person who left these wounds was not the same person.

Just like imitation characters, the characters written by different people will inevitably have similarities and differences.

Even if it takes a lot of effort to imitate the same character, there are subtle differences in the rhythm and rhythm of each horizontal and vertical fold, hook, stroke, and stroke.

Ordinary people can't tell the truth from the fake, but it will be exposed in front of the experts.

The similar sword wounds seen by the black-robed woman these days can be divided into three categories.

One type is weird but freehand.

Even if it is imitating, it is still in one go, pursuing the trajectory of sword movement to perfection.

From the drawing of the sword to the stabbing of the sword, it is in line with the composition of a painting.

Such people are undoubtedly masters of swordsmanship in their own school, and it is difficult to single out two or three people in the arena.

The second category is slightly rougher.

The sword is not so round and smooth, and pays more attention to the shape and effect.

He doesn't seem to be an expert at using swords, but he knows all kinds of tricks and can easily accomplish them with one swing.

From the perspective of imitation alone, the second category is neither superfluous nor short of weight, and is the most deceptive.

And this third category is even stranger.

It's like learning to imitate with the first category.

But it has its own new development, which is more determined than the first category.

If we say that the first category is the graceful school, the third category is the radical school that is slightly milder than the bold school.

It has to be said that the person who left the third type of sword wound is extremely talented and has a promising future.

These three types of people are not difficult to find corresponding characters in the black robe woman's mind.

And put those details aside.

Someone is imitating the sword wound left by the sword, which means that someone is imitating killing!
What is the intent of the imitation killing?

Naturally, it is to cover up the truth that the Lord is not here.

The question is, why did they cover for that man?

The black-robed woman went out in person to find out.

After searching for many days, tonight she is [-]% sure that she will be able to catch the person who sneaked into Hao's room and took away the girl on the bed one step ahead of her.

During several ups and downs, the black-robed woman passed through two alleys, and finally saw the masked young man in night clothes from a distance.

This time it wasn't that she had sharp eyes, but that the clothes of the person who was meeting with the masked young man were too conspicuous.

Under the moonlight, it is shining brightly, like a candle in the night, it is difficult to pretend not to see it.

The masked young man obviously realized that there was a tail that hadn't been shaken off, and when he saw the outfit of the connector, he suddenly realized it.

Resisting the urge to yell, he hurriedly transferred the girl who was about to wake up from the jolt on her back to the back of the connector in white.

Then he kicked hard on the opponent's buttocks, and said in a low voice: "Get out!"

The white-clothed connector also knew that it was not the time to care about it, so he rolled away in a hurry.

The woman in black was not very interested in the man in white and let him go.

The masked man was very clever, he wanted to "sacrifice his life for righteousness" to stop the black-robed woman, but when he saw this, he slipped away in the other direction.

The black-robed woman smiled seductively, pulled out a slender willow-green soft sword from her waist like a ribbon, and dodged to follow.

"Damn, you stinky poet without a head, why don't you come out and hang out with your butt naked?!"

Knowing that his foot strength was inferior to those who were chasing behind, Dandan scolded Mei Huaijin, then stopped, and turned around to catch up.

Seeing this, the black-robed woman trembled her wrists, and the willow-green soft sword grew again and again, like the vines of the tree demon in the fairy tales, whipping towards the egg.

Egg raised his sword to meet the enemy.

Once the vine reached over, he slapped it flying with the blade of the sword.

If the vine penetrated an inch, he swung his sword to cut it a foot.

After more than ten rounds, the vines became shorter and shorter, but the woman in black robe was already approaching Dandan.

The willow green soft sword turns into a three-foot green peak, and the tip of the sword with the egg faces the wheat awn.

The sound of dense gold and iron clashing shattered the quiet night of Luzhou County and awakened the dreams of ordinary people.

Some people covered their heads tightly with quilts and pretended nothing happened.

Some tremblingly approached the doors and windows, not only wanting to see what's going on outside, but also afraid of being caught in the water.

There are also people who are looking forward to the official lords who have become more and more manned recently to take care of things.

Those Jianghu people who have been searching for the killer Ye Xiao for many days without success are getting closer. What if the blind cat meets a dead mouse?

It's just that within sixty breaths, this battle is drawing to a close.

Witnessing with his own eyes that Jiang Yichen's swordsmanship has continued to improve, and the egg that has been stimulated to strive for strength has already done its best.

Even though the opponent is not one of the four swordsmen of Zhongzhou, he is also a proper master of master-level swordsmanship.

Isn't it easy to take him down?
Dandan's heart is full of sympathy, and he has worked so hard for so many days, but has seen little results.

Who would have thought that if he ran into such a hard idea today, he would only be beaten into submission.

No!

You have to struggle before you give up!
Egg took advantage of the opportunity to distance himself from the black-robed woman first.

Stepping like stepping on a gangster, ripples of sword energy swayed around his body.

A sword rainbow pierced the sky, and the colors of the seven colors seemed to merge into one. The bright white sword split the air and slashed at the woman in black robe!
This sword was neither the sword that Egg copied from Jiang Yichen nor the sword taught by Xie Fei, but he realized it blindly out of desperation.

It seems serious.

However, it's really just a matter of fact.

The sword energy died within three feet of the black-robed woman.

Tonight, the stars are not rare and the moon is not clear, but the scene three feet away can be clearly seen.

In the eyes of Egg, the white skin of the woman in black robe is clearly no different from that of a girl in cardamom age.

Looking at the curvy figure again, I feel that she should be a half-aged lady who is married as a woman and is carefully cared for and knows how to take care of herself.

But in fact, this black-robed woman was already over forty years old, she never committed herself to any man, and only relied on her own ability to become one of the top masters in the arena.

Of course such an outstanding woman has a name and a surname.

It's just that there are not many people who know her name in the world, and everyone will follow her meaning and call her "Ghost Fairy Fairy".

Egg averted his eyes from the ghost and enchantress a little, so as not to be distracted.

Taking off the black mask, he said with a smile: "Sister Guimei, is there some misunderstanding, chasing the younger brother so closely?"

In terms of age, the ghost and demon girl is enough to be the egg's aunt or aunt.

But who said that this is not a girl from Shu, but a ghostly enchantress who is better than a girl from Shu, so beautiful.

With such a young appearance, if you want the egg to call "auntie and aunt", the egg really can't say it.

Dandan dared to call her sister, and the ghost and enchantress also dared to respond. After putting back the green silk sash around her waist, she asked with a smile: "There is no misunderstanding, and I don't care why you are helping him, just tell me where he is, and just treat it like nothing today." It didn't happen."

Dandan tried his best not to roll his eyes, scratched his head and said, "Sister Yaoji, I don't quite understand what you said..."

Seeing that the ghost and Yaoji were about to pull out the green silk ribbon again, Dandan hurriedly said: "Sister Ghost, Sister Yaoji, don't worry, who is he you are talking about? You have to make it clear, otherwise the younger brother will be at a loss."

Ghost Demon Fairy didn't stop drawing her sword, she shook her head and said, "Confused? When sister clears the water in your head, will you understand?"

Dandan wanted to apologize and say something, but the ghost and demon girl stopped moving.

Looking up at the two extra figures on the roof of the wall at the far end, he sneered and said, "It's a big battle, it seems that there is no result."

Xie Fei replied: "I really have nothing to comment."

Seeing that both Xie Fei and Smiling Maitreya appeared, Ghost and Demon Fairy still had to worry about whether the two would kill her.

Naturally, he had no intention of staying, and said: "It's still a little rewarding, at least I know that you have become a gang with him."

"This river and lake is really getting more and more interesting."

Ghost Demon Fairy only left a sentence of unclear meaning before turning and leaving.

At the same time, it also dissuaded those Jianghu people who came in this direction, as well as the government forces that were assembled and were planning to kill the Jianghu people.

Dandan quickly followed the footsteps of Xie Fei and Smiling Maitreya.

He leaned over to his boss and asked, "Boss, what does this ghost and enchantress mean, what kind of grudge does she have with Xiao Jiang?"

Xie Fei cast a sideways glance at the egg, and said, "The revenge of killing my brother, the hatred of killing my relatives."

(End of this chapter)