win the hairpin

Chapter 261 The Battle of Trapped Beasts
As dull as Zhang Xuling, he also heard Yue Zhongtai's subtext.

Yue Chongtai was worried that His Majesty would have a sudden illness, Zhang Guifei controlled the harem, and Zhang Xiangye controlled the former court, hiding his illness from the present, and waiting for the present to pass away, he would put his body in disregard, and tie the armor with the King of Jin Attack each other.

Now that he is safe and sound, Yue Zhongtai no longer asked the Zhang family's intention for Dingzhou troops, and the atmosphere became more peaceful.

In the blessed place's meditation room, there was already a gust of wind and rain, and the cold light of the silver spear intertwined into a starlight in the darkness, galloping towards Yinxiao.

Yin Xiao fought bloody, a spear hit his left shoulder, he remained indifferent, holding the handle of the gun, pulled the enemy hiding in the dark, changed the knife in his left hand, and wiped the neck of the man with a knife, blood spurted out, It splashed all over his face, dripping down with his blood, and the eyelashes were covered with blood beads.

Instead of wiping, he kicked the corpse out, shielding himself from two raging knives, then threw away the sharp knife, held the body of the gun with both hands, pulled it out forcefully, turned the gun head, swept thousands of troops, and stabbed Into a person's heart.

At the same time, a long spear came straight towards him from the roof, Yin Xiao turned around to dodge, and the long spear swiped out to wipe out the surrounding obstacles for him, but there was still a fish that slipped through the net, and another point of the spear hit his thigh .

His feet were stagnant, his hands were unabated, and he fought desperately.

There was only the sound of heavy wind in all the fighting, no screams, no muffled groans, the dead fell to the ground, blood spread from under them, and gathered with the blood under Yin Xiao's feet, forming a fierce and silent scene. scene.

The moon in the sky was covered by thick clouds, and the clouds seemed to be splashed with ink, and became more and more low. Two lightning bolts flashed across, illuminating Yin Xiao's face that was put to death and then reborn.

Killing, killing, mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, mountain of blood and sea of ​​corpses.

His movements became more and more fierce, and the long-term fighting had begun to consume his strength. He could only speed up to defeat the enemy. The long spear rolled into a circle of silver light in his hand, and the man and the gun became inseparable. of one.

However, two fists are no match for four hands. When he was injured, a leg suddenly swept towards his shoulder.

A huge thunder erupted in the sky, covering up the crisp "click" sound from the broken bones. Yin Xiao's right hand holding the gun suddenly fell down, and the spear fell to the ground.

However, his movements did not stop at all, instead he held the long knife that was stabbing at his chest with his left hand, and the palm of his hand was immediately dripping with blood, his skin was torn apart.

He pinched the edge of the blade and twisted it vigorously, but the opponent did not give an inch, holding the handle tightly, and within a breath, there was another "click", and Yin Xiao twisted the opponent's wrist.

Yin Xiao snatched the knife, held the handle, raised his hand and inserted it into the abdomen of the person in front of him.

The abdomen was soft enough to pass through the long knife. Yin Xiao did not pull out the knife, but pushed the man forward with all his strength. The blade pierced through the man's abdomen and broke out from the hard spine, killing the other man. String up like candied haws.

It's just that there was no one to guard his back, and he was stabbed heavily in an instant.

There was a loud bang outside, and there were bean-sized raindrops, and the smell of soil and vegetation rushed up, covering up the bloody smell emanating from here, and the small movement was completely covered up.

Yin Xiao felt that the blood on his body was flowing out endlessly like rainwater, and he was dizzy for a moment.

With this moment of slowness, Tonghe seized the opportunity and kicked him in the heart, causing him to fall backwards.

Then he jumped over the group of subordinates whose casualties were unknown, and went straight to Yin Xiao, facing Yin Xiao, whose upper body was raised with his hands on the ground, kicked out again.

Yin Xiao leaned over and caught the vigorous leg with his back.

The dead warriors stood behind the copper crane like walking corpses, neither saddened by the death of their comrades nor hurt by their own injuries.

They only knew that the order was to catch them alive, and when Tong Crane made a move, they couldn't move anymore—otherwise, Yin Xiao would let them kill them alive.

When the remaining strength of the copper crane was still there, Yin Xiao breathed out, and a carp stood up from the pool of blood, puffed up its chest to bear the fists of the copper crane, and its left hand was as fast as lightning, and it also fought back with its fists.

The strength of both of them is astonishing, but Yinxiao has one hand less than Tonghe.

Yin Xiao gritted his teeth tightly, knowing that the situation was not good, but he refused to surrender. Something in his heart was pressing hard on him, constantly keeping him awake—it was a bird woven by Song Huiyue out of bamboo strips. Bamboo Dragonfly.

Bronze Crane was holding the winning ticket, and he swung heavy punches one after another. Yin Xiao's bones were broken under his fists, his face was distorted, nosebleeds flowed wildly, and he was hurt shockingly from head to toe.

Another punch hit Yin Xiao's heart directly.

This time Yin Xiao fell face up to the sky, he groaned involuntarily, put his left hand on the ground, trying to get up, but everything from his fingers to his wrist was limp, and the strength flowed out together with the blood on his body.

He raised his head, his eyes were swollen and huge, leaving only a gap,
Watching Tonghe's fist fall again from this gap, he opened his mouth, but did not make any sound, his body fell heavily to the ground with the force of the fist.

By this point, he was exhausted and there was nothing more he could do.

The moment he closed his eyes, he saw someone leaning over in front of him. The face of this person changed in the color of blood and turned into Han Beiqu.

In the darkness, he clearly saw Han Beiqu leaning over and asking his young self, "What's your name?"

"Lou Yinxiao."

"No, you have to remember in the future, your name is Yin Xiao, how can a person with duckweed and no roots have a surname."

Han Beiqu turned to look at another younger child: "What's your name?"

"Wang Siniu."

"It doesn't sound good. You will call it Tonghe from now on. If you can find another one with good bones, you will call it Jin Ge."

Tong He leaned over to look at Yin Xiao who was unconscious. He had no memory, no thinking, he forgot his own name, and he also forgot that there was a partner named Jin Ge who used a knife in his heart, and the blood spattered him and Yin Xiao. Xiao's face was full.

He squatted down, groped on Yin Xiao's body, threw the bamboo dragonfly in Yin Xiao's arms into the bloody water, pulled out the bamboo hairpin from the hairpin, leaving only a suit of nondescript clothes, and then hugged the person by the waist Get up and go out the door.

The torrential rain hit him all over in an instant.

Without changing his face, he jumped onto the roof against the pouring rain, followed by the same ignorant dead soldiers, and the group disappeared without a trace like ghosts and ghosts under the cover of the torrential rain.

Zhang Lin and Xiao Wei led the guards of the Zhang family to block it out. When they saw the men in black leaving, they couldn't help but shudder.

When they entered the meditation room to clean, they saw the scene of hell in front of them, and a chill rushed from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads—can these people still be called human beings?
Zhang Lin whispered to Xiaowei to report the news, so he opened an umbrella and left this inhuman place, heading towards Zhaotang.

In the photo hall, the business has already been discussed, and because of the sudden rainstorm, it is inconvenient to leave, so they greet each other warmly.

Zhang Rui and Yue Zhongtai looked at the two sons present together, Zhang Xuling made them look as if they were sitting on pins and needles, but Zhang Xutang didn't change his face, sitting comfortably, turning a blind eye to Yue Zhongtai's eyes looking at him.

(End of this chapter)