Bestial Blade

"I went back from you that day, I was going to find a new knife, so I went to the monster Jingchu's account. Before I even passed by, I saw the people in the account led by that monster, and started quietly. The ground pulled back. I watched the bunnies move like ants, it was fun, but they didn't pass, and climbed to a tree on the hillside to watch. Then the silly big man came. "

The lunatic said with a grin, "That silly big man, ha ha ha ha, that's stupid ... hey, let's do it! I'll tell you what's going on! Don't bully people by the sword!"

Chang'an slammed his hands and cut off some of the lunatic's hair. He inexplicably ate the lunatic's white eyes—the person who was hit by the blade was better than the person holding the knife.

"At the first glance, there was no one in that account. The silly big man took people around for several laps, like a big enemy. At last, he stomped his hands carefully and rushed in, and I knew that they must have I got the monster's way. Sure enough, as soon as I broke in, I first heard the silly yelling and let people search. After a full meal, he reacted to being fooled and took people back. They are like crackled fruits, and they are all crackling. "

The guards on the side looked at each other, and Chang'an asked, "What then?"

"Then the monster came back, with the stone men like him, they just rushed forward, and the dumb-hat fighters who did n’t know the turn, cut them one by one like cutting melon, killing them all ... oh, yes, stay The stupid leader was dragged away and I didn't know where he was going. "

Chang'an asked, "How long was it from when they evacuated to when Cazzo brought someone there?"

The lunatic hummed and said, "How do I know, am I still waiting for them? Lao Tzu is watching the fun, so naturally I slept on the big tree without any fun."

"Then why did they suddenly fall? Did anyone take any medicine?"

"Oh, seeing them all fell down and I passed? When I was as indifferent as you?" The lunatic hummed dissatisfied, "Want me to say that is witchcraft, I heard that monster named Jing Chu every night Sleep with your skull on your head, holding your bones, and eat the crow's heart with garlic in the evening. Eat a large bowl as soon as you eat. "

Chang'an: "Really?"

The lunatic smiled and smiled: "Believe it, you believe it!"

"..." Chang'an really wanted to chop this thing straight away with his hands, but his words weren't finished, and after a long silence, Chang'an continued to ask, "Is the main account still in place after that?"

"What do you say?" The lunatic asked this question first, seeing that Chang'an's face was going to change, and he smiled and said, "You must think they have changed places, you are wrong, their main account is still in place , But I do n’t know if the monster is inside. If you go, you might as well be a stupid big man. ”

Chang'an lowered his eyes for a moment, slowly raised the saber, held it upright with his left hand on the ground, gently lifted his chin and clicked at the lunatic: "Okay, I know, I'll talk to you, you go away."

The lunatic was struck by a carp, lifted from the ground, and looked at Changan's right hand with unwillingness: "Little white face, have your hands come off? I know that the bones of your little Asian beast are all porcelain. , It's bad at the touch, it's too useless. "

Seeing that he had seen it, Chang'an no longer covered it, raised his hand and threw the sabre into the arms of a guard. When he lifted and twisted it, he reattached his wrist, holding his right wrist in his left hand, and moved his eyes carefully. He also said coolly, "My bones are made of shortbread, and I just packed you up."

This sentence poked straight into the heart of the lunatic, and he stared blankly at the broken blade on the ground, his beard's face turned from blue to red, and from red to white again, and walked colorfully, then suddenly "Wow," he jumped three feet high in situ, angrily wow wow wow, then turned and ran away.

Chang'an didn't bother him, thinking for a moment, and then said to the guard: "Go to the assembly place outside the customs, look for Elder Lu Quan, don't say anything, including this crazy thing, I have a place to go."

A guard asked quickly, "Citylord, you are going ..."

Chang'an quickly glanced at him and interrupted him: "People who speak out, come to me to die after they return, so many of you, with so many eyes, will never even have this secret. Can't hold it? "

The guards took a look at each other and glanced at each other immediately, knowing that if it was okay, if someone really shook their mouths out, some of them would have to live by you.

Chang'an didn't take his own sabre, and even though his right wrist was connected, he still felt faint pain.

No matter how careful Huayi is, no matter how advanced Ye Ye's medical skills are, they are always born by nature. There is no such great strength, and if you have to use that kind of strength, you will always have dark injuries.

Ten years ago, when Chang'an escorted Xiancao with Huayi, his wrist was also dislocated with a strong shock, and after a while, he moved freely ... Now it's not working.

It didn't take long for Changan's right hand to swell.

He tore a piece of cloth from his body, soaked in the stream water on the road, and then put it on his wrist coldly, to relieve swelling and pain.

Then, in his left hand, he found a small knife that was not long in the palm of his hand, and the blade was extremely thin. It was as sharp as if the human hand had not been attached to the blade, and it could have been cut by the blade.

Chang'an used several layers of fine cowhide to wrap it tightly, and clamped it with iron pieces at the beginning and end. Even so, a small blade cut the cowhide and exposed it slightly.

The small knife was loosing and turning in Changan's fingers, and his fingers seemed to have reached the extreme flexibility. His fingers were full of cocoons, and his fingers were long and strong.

In this way, he went all the way to the place described by Cazzo when he returned.

Changan imitated the lunatic, carefully approaching the main account slowly without alarming anyone, and then found an old tree with lush foliage on a hilly **** not far from the main account, and he was agile. The ground stooped up, hiding itself between the branches, and quietly looking at the master account.

I don't know if it's because of Cazuo. The patrol search near the main account is extremely stringent, and people come and go-especially the guards who are intrigued.

They really looked like walking wood men, passing each other without a word of silence.

When the road met other people, the guards still kept their heads in a row, like a group of clumsy zombies who obeyed the command.

Chang'an was patiently waiting and watching on the tree. The place he chose was not too far away from the main account. Sometimes the guards who were far away would visit here. The orcs' features were so keen that he didn't dare to move, for fear of hitting the grass and scaring the snake.

He is like a wolf waiting for hunting, extremely focused, and extremely patience because of this extreme concentration.

This possession of Chang'an had been hidden for a whole day and night, and it was not until the afternoon of the next day that he saw a young Asian beast about two or three years old who staggered into the main account.

Chang'an was wondering why there was such a small child here, and after a while, he saw a man who had never been seen, and came out of his account, holding the child in his arms.

As soon as the man appeared, all the patrolling and on-duty guards were as if the wooden chicken had been stuck by the nails, and they stopped uniformly, saluting in front of him.

I saw the child leaning his head on the man's shoulder, his expression was ignorant, a finger was in his mouth, and he was carefully taken out by the man soon. The child did not do it, and it started to fuss. high.

The scene was very warm, but nobody appreciated it.

The guards patrolling and protecting the surrounding area are still the eyes and noses and noses, and Changan in the distance doesn't care about the man's movements at all-his eyes are fixed on the man's face.

His cheeks are thin, with deep eye sockets, high nose bridges, thin lips, and sturdy jaws ... This man looks very much like Huayi.

Chang'an then remembered where he had heard the name—the uncle who was very unique in Huayi's uncle, was named Jing Chu!

He was almost unbelievable. The person with a kind face in front of the child was the person Huayi said?

Will a patient man like a child do something to destroy himself?

Changan can't imagine.

At this moment, a person came over and said something lowly in Jing Chu's ear. I saw a smile on the man's face, the corners of his mouth were still tilted, but his eyes had already cooled down. This kind of special gloom has never appeared on Huayi's face.

The man seemed to think for a moment, then gently handed the child in his arms to the slave behind him, and carefully pulled the child's neckline clothes neatly before leaving. Then he waved his hand and let him go.

The child walked on its front feet, and a stretcher was carried over on its hind feet, and there was a man with a bleak flesh lying on it.

Suddenly, Chang'an was excited, staring closely at the person being lifted up. The knife in his hand turned faster and faster. For a moment, he almost jumped out of the tree and rushed straight away.

He even thought, anyway, those dull-looking guards didn't necessarily get him anyhow, no matter what, they could still kill them all—because Chang'an instantly saw that the person being lifted up was Ka Zuo.

However, his muscles were stretched for a long while, and his teeth were bitten tightly. There was still no impulse, and he hid firmly between the branches and watched what happened next.