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Chapter 16 Nine Guardian Swords

The sword light was lingering, the woman couldn't help but took half a step back, and forced a smile,
"What's wrong, brother?"

"It's okay, I can forget it, but how can you forget it?" The man's voice was full of doubts, and his face was full of puzzlement.

Wu Qing, who climbed the wall to peep, was like watching TVB soap Hong Kong dramas when he was a child in his previous life. He couldn't help but follow the plot and ask, what did he forget?
The woman asked for him, "What did you forget?"

"Which one did you forget?"

Kong Huyuan pursed his lips, this sip was full of yin,

"Forget about my kindness in saving your life."

"How can I forget... ah——"

A howl resounded, and a bloody arrow splashed.

Before the woman could finish speaking, she saw the sword light flickering like a horse, piercing her chest and abdomen. Under the severe pain, her hands subconsciously held her stomach together, and blood quickly flowed through her fingers.The scar on the face of the man holding the sword became fierce and vicious for the first time,

"Didn't you forget? Then take a closer look and see if this is my sword!"

Amidst the roar, Kong Huyuan yanked hard, pulled out the sword sideways, and directly cut open the woman's stomach, and cut off four fingers. A large amount of bright red blood mixed with broken organs spilled all over the ground. In an instant, the stench filled the entire courtyard.

The woman fell to the ground with a "plop", and her heart-piercing howl turned into a powerless wail.

Bang!
The door smashed against the frame.

The coachman and Li's mother at the gate of the courtyard burst into the door when they heard the howling, but rushed out immediately, and the two fled in a hurry.

Kong Huyuan didn't care, just put the sword across in front of the woman whose body was still twitching with the blood gushing out, her eyes were wide open but gradually losing her spirit, and roared,

"Look carefully! This is clearly Jiu Shou Jian!"

As soon as Kong Huyuan said the word "sword" out of his mouth, the corner of his eye swept across a figure on the courtyard wall.

As soon as Wu Qing, who had just marveled at the cruelty of Kong Huyuan, heard the word "Nine Guards", he exerted force with both hands and feet at the same time, twisted his waist, and after a quick somersault, he fell to the ground.

But he was fast, someone was faster than him—or closer.

A short and fat man in a long gown sneaked into the small courtyard at some point, kicked the jewelry box at the door of the house towards Wu Qing with one kick, and then approached Kong Huyuan with two leaps.

Damn!

Wu Qing cursed secretly, had to dodge sideways, and was a step slower.The jewelry box smashed against the courtyard wall behind it, cracked, and a wooden thorn flew across Wu Qing's cheek, blood dripping down.

When Kong Huyuan heard the movement behind him, he swiped the long sword back in his hand, but the castration stopped instantly, his wrist was already pinched, and he couldn't move. Without even thinking about it, the scabbard in his left hand also stabbed back But the left wrist tightened again, and it was also pinched.

Wu Qing dodged the jewelry box, turned around, and saw the short and fat man grasping Kong Huyuan's reflexed hands like grasping the ends of a bow, and then kicked Kong Huyuan's back with an upper kick. Backflip.

Kong Huyuan's back, shoulders, and wrists were all in pain, and he involuntarily let go of his hands, and fell forward.

Before the long sword and scabbard fell off, the short and fat man in the backflip had quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed each hand one by one, and then landed steadily.Showing a lightness that doesn't match his figure at all.

The short and fat man shook off the blood stains on the sword with a graceful movement, and was about to put the sword back into the sheath, but the sword pointed three times in a row before it caught the sheath. He didn't care, and casually glanced at Wu Qing's direction , I looked at it, but I was taken aback immediately,
"It's you!"

Wu Qing, who wiped the blood from her cheek, raised her eyebrows,
"Have we met?"

The original owner did not have this short and fat man in his memory, he had only seen it after time travel, but Wu Qing himself had no memory of it.He fixed his eyes on the Nine Shou Sword in the hands of the short and fat man, his eyes became sharper,

"It seems that the one in gray was taken care of by you."

The chunky man looked at Wu Qing and said nothing.The tall, thin middle-aged words echoed in his mind,
"Kicked Liu Xiping's wrist for three rounds... The moves are fierce, and the skills are terrifying... I can't see through it."

His complexion became cloudy and cloudy. Don't look at what he said before, scolding Wu Qing for "fishing" to the tall and thin middle-aged man, but he knew how much weight the tall and thin middle-aged man said, "Spicy and scary, I can't see it through".

Nanyu Road, 27 counties, a quarter of Nanjiang Province, although the name was earned ten years ago, and the reputation of fresh clothes and angry horses ten years ago is not remembered by many people now, but only this three people.

Nan Yu Sanying!

Even if there are rookies coming out one after another, his friend can at least rank in the top five in Nanyu Dao in terms of kung fu alone. This is because he doesn't know Nanyu Dao martial arts very well, so he dare not say enough.

Compared with it, his skill is more than a line behind.

As a result, half of the short and fat man's foot was unconsciously inserted into the mud soaked by the rain last night under Ben's foot.

Just as Wu Qing was about to put on a posture, he never thought that a lump of mud would rush towards him.

After kicking out the mud, the short and fat man turned his head and ran away.

"Grass!"

Wu Qing, who was avoiding the mud, looked at the back of the short and fat man who ran away from the door and cursed angrily. He had no idea that this arrogant-looking fat man ran away when he saw him, and he quickly chased after him.

Kicked by the short and fat man and fell on the woman's body, Kong Huyuan, whose face was covered with blood, turned over with difficulty, looking up at the sky where the sun had just pierced the clouds,
"Drinking is wrong? I'm obviously crazy."

The footsteps of Wu Qing and the short and fat man had just gone away, and there were dense footsteps of "pi ta pi ta" outside the courtyard, mixed with Li Ma's shouts,

"Sirs, right ahead, right ahead!"

"Kakakakaka."

There was a sound of pulling the bolt.

Patrolmen in black uniforms and armed with rifles and batons filed in.

Unaware that the courtyard behind the murder case was already crowded with patrolmen, Wu Qing and the short fat man ran to the street without slowing down.

A cigarette seller with a wooden box on his waist.

A newsboy who yells "Ten big boys watch Hu Shuai hit Shenshi".

The ending of "Dry Umbrella" just stopped, and the umbrella repairer who said "repair foreign umbrellas and repair rotten umbrellas" started again.

Picking green and tender vegetables after a rainy night, vegetable farmers passing by, or simply ordinary pedestrians who can't tell what kind of business they are.

In the gap between the crowd, Wu Qing shuttled quickly, his eyes fixed on the back of the black head of the short and fat man not far ahead.

"Drip~"

A rickshaw driver who just ran out from the side road squeaked the rubber ball horn on the handle, leaned back suddenly, and put his feet on the ground desperately. He couldn't dodge like in the comic book, and could only use the exaggerated movement of his feet to brake. totally agree.

The driver who stopped the rickshaw with great difficulty suddenly felt the handle of the rickshaw sink. He turned his head sharply, and the young man who forced him to stop stepped on his handle and took a big step forward.

Wu Qing said "I'm sorry", and disappeared from the eyes of the rickshaw driver in an instant.

"I'm sorry for your mother."

The furious scolding of the rickshaw driver not only reached Wu Qing's ears, but also the short and fat man in front of him.

Wu Qing didn't have time to talk to him, but the short and fat man looked back at Wu Qing who was getting closer, and cursed angrily,

"Damn!"

(End of this chapter)