Chapter 52 Su Miaojin’s Mood
In the rain, the mountain forest exudes the stench of rotten branches and leaves accumulated over a long period of time. Just as a few wet wild birds were about to land on the branches, they flew away in a flutter.
Song Dongxi's burst tiger's mouth was still bleeding, and the right hand holding the gun began to tremble, and then his whole body began to tremble slightly.
The coldness in his eyes turned to confusion. At first, he was still very confident. Even though he knew that Xin Zhuo's sword skills and boxing skills had entered the realm of transformation, the gap between the realms was still there, and the gap between the realm of subtleness and transformation was not too big.
In just a moment, Xin Zhuo's sword skills and mellow mental skills slightly made up for the gap in realm, but he was still a hair short of himself.
I had the ability to defeat him!
However, the bad thing is this sword technique. It is too weird and does not resemble what is expected in the human world. It does not follow a normal operating route and is completely incomprehensible.
He practiced with his master and saw the ingenious Wudang swordsmanship, the mysterious and unpredictable Shaolin stunts, and even the great flowing skills of an outer disciple of the Red Flower Sect, but he never I have never heard of such a damn sword technique.
Homemade?
This idea startled him.
Creating unique martial arts skills is something that only those at the master level can do it reluctantly. After all, those mysterious and unfamiliar meridians can be paralyzed for life at worst, or killed immediately at worst. Who dares to try it if he is not an old monster with extraordinary talents?
Taking a deep breath, he stepped on the dead leaves under his feet without any warning. In the blink of an eye, he turned his body sideways and went straight to stab Xin Zhuo.
Only this time, the spear no longer stabs from high up, but instead sweeps across the lower body.
The shadow of the gun was like a sharp weapon for harvesting, and the wind of the gun rolled up a "long dragon" of dead leaves, which instantly reached Xin Zhuo's feet, majestic and surging.
“Leaping like a spear and crossing like a horse!”
However, they saw that Xin Zhuo was just holding the broken knife and slashing straight down.
“Dang!”
The sharp and violent collision splashed up dead leaves and mud and rocks in a radius of five meters.
Xin Zhuo finally staggered back due to instability in his lower body.
Song Dongxi's heart moved, and he was about to turn over and stab him again, killing Xin Zhuo.
Unexpectedly, Xin Zhuo jumped up, rushed to his side like a flash, and slapped him.
This palm is extremely weird, flickering and unreal. Regardless of shape or meaning, it is really puzzling.
Can’t even tell what entry it is, Mahayana? Subtle? Transformation?
You can’t see Mingtang’s palm skills, and there is no distinction between strong and weak at entry.
Then Xin Zhuo's true energy left his body, his palm shadow broke through the rain curtain, and drew a mysterious arc, just like...
A lunatic or an alcoholic walking?
This has nothing to do with realm!
The shadow of his palm magnified infinitely in Song Dongxi's shrunken pupils. He had no idea how to dodge and had no chance to swing his gun. "I have a dog head" echoed in my mind inexplicably. How ridiculous is this? This dog thief is plotting against himself?
He almost blurted out: "Xin Zhuo, you dare to kill me? My school and family..."
It's too late!
The shadow of his palm was heavily imprinted on his chest.
"Gaba!"
After the crisp fracture, the spear came out of his hand, and his whole body was like a rag, wiping the wet dead branches and leaves on the ground and flying into the distance.
The dead leaves in the mountains and forests along the way look like they have been plowed by a plow, leaving a horizontal furrow.
"Bang!"
He hit a big tree hard, and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper, and his brain was roaring.
Xin Zhuo stood there, staring blankly at his palms.
This palm is so damn violent?
He walked towards Song Dongxi hesitantly, and saw that he looked stupid, as if he had a severe concussion.
Xin Zhuo tried to open his eyelids to see if he was dead. If he died, the sacrificial spirit would be gone.
Song Dongxi's eyes suddenly rolled, and he opened his lips with difficulty: "I lost, not because of circumstances or merit!"
"That's right!"
Xin Zhuo nodded. Song Dongxi's marksmanship is indeed powerful, and his mental state is also very strong. If Murong Xiu encounters him, he may lose miserably. If he is careless, he may also be injured.
But just like everyone who met him before, he couldn't understand his martial arts.
In fact, how could Xin Zhuo understand what his conscience-killing technique was?
"Can you tell me..."
The blood at the corner of Song Dongxi's mouth has turned dark brown, and he is obviously seriously injured internally, but his pride and persistence as a pure warrior forced him to ask: " What palm technique did you use just now? I can’t understand it!”
“…”
Here it comes!
Xin Zhuo really wanted to make up a name, but out of respect for the other party, he still said calmly: "It's called Dog Strike, Nervous Overlord's Palm!" "You... deceived people too much!" Song Dongxi was angry. It hit my heart, rolled my eyes, and passed out.
This damn feeling of disapproval is really not a lie!
Xin Zhuo was silent for a long time, sighed, grabbed the gun, and dragged Song Dongxi back.
……
"You are too weak, your kidneys are bad, aren't you?"
Murong Xiu laughed loudly. Although his swordsmanship and realm were weak, and his kidneys were also weak, he still couldn't bully four eighth-level warriors. Needless to say, two people had been injured at this time, and they were fighting against the other two.
"Murong Xiu, you are just trying to gain fame, you are not as good as a pig or a dog."
The round-faced woman in black retorted with another person.
When Xin Zhuo came from a distance and dropped the unconscious Song Dongxi, the fighting stopped instantly.
"Surrender and accept prisoners, or are you the same as your young master?"
"Young master..."
"We accept prisoners."
The four Song family warriors were shocked and After his son's defeat, he immediately became a bachelor.
……
Fufeng Mansion is located in the southeasternmost part of the empire, adjacent to Bazhou to the west and Qianli Xiongfeng Mountain to the east. On the other side of the mountain is most of Zhuyang in the Dongyi Kingdom, a tribal empire with rampant martial arts and strong folk customs.
Although it is a border state, transportation is developed and connects the north and south fortresses. Not only Nanshang and Beijia, but also traveling merchants from Dongyi Kingdom who sell furs, bones, and jade will stay here. Garrison household.
Therefore, Fucheng is very large in area and very prosperous, with a population of more than 600,000. There are seven squares and 21st streets in the east, west, south and north, and there are prosperous buildings such as Goulan, flower buildings and gluttonous restaurants on both sides of the Canglan River. Wangjiang Restaurant, food stalls, gatherings of frontier literati;
There are also a variety of famous clothing stores, wine pawnshops, and Ruyi Gambling Houses on Chunfu Street; there are also beggars everywhere in the slums of Beicheng, Jinghuang Street Fight against the ruthless gangs and thieves in the market.
But this afternoon, everyone’s focus was on the West Gate, which was dotted with umbrellas and crowded with people, because the respected daughter of the prefect’s family was kidnapped by bandits for several days, and finally Rescued!
"The delicate Miss Su was kidnapped to the bandit camp and suffered countless tortures."
"I heard that the Xinzhuo bandit king was nine feet tall, with a tiger-backed waist, a big mouth, and a head of hair like a Dongyi dog. Slave, how can Miss Su bear it?”
“Don’t say it. My heart is bleeding, I can’t wait to kill that dog thief!”
“Can you beat him? I heard that all the players and catchers have been defeated. I don’t know where the dog thief came from. Kill Star!”
“Ha, just think I’m joking!”
Some students from the government in the crowd could not help but whisper.
Someone on the other side said: "I heard that the four families of Murong, Yuan, Song and Chen have gone to the experts to arrest the Xinzhuo dog thief. The odds of Ruyifang are still rising."
Another person said: "Jingou Gambling House is also the banker, and the odds are greater than Yifang House!"
"Which of the four has the highest odds?" A man who loves gambling has his eyes red.
“Currently it’s the Song family, Ruyi Shop will pay you nine, and Golden Gou Casino will pay you thirteen!”
"I've done it! I'll sell the house and bet the Song family a hundred taels on the chance that a poor man can become a rich man!"
......
The sound of people and the sound of rain outside can be heard. , Su Miaojinshu sat upright in the carriage, her slender white hands pinched together, her long eyelashes trembling a few times, her mood was very complicated.
After Xin Zhuo was put down on the mountain, someone immediately escorted her back, but she also heard about the four families chasing Xin Zhuo.
It was difficult for her to explain how she felt at this time. Logically speaking, the little thief who captured her would die when she died, but...
Every moment I met that little thief has been echoing in my mind for the past few days. Those nights together, the hug in my arms, and the helpless words of the other person when we parted, are even more deeply rooted in my heart.
She... suddenly didn't want Xin Zhuo to die!
Can’t tell why.
"Miss, are you unhappy? Everything is over." Dong Ling, the personal maid who came out of the city to greet him, asked quietly.
Su Miaojin shook her head slightly.
Dong Ling chuckled and comforted: "Don't worry, miss. The four families have gone to hunt down the thief king, and they will definitely avenge the miss."
Su Miaojin's face tightened.
Dong Ling noticed her young lady's displeasure, and thought she didn't want to mention it again, so she stuck out her tongue: "By the way, young lady, there is a letter from the county prince!"
Su Miaojin He looked at her in surprise: "Who?"
"His Royal Highness the Prince of Southern Xinjiang, Miss... biological father, the letter is in the Miss's room, no one dares to touch it!"
PS: Thank you to "Ishigami True Man" for the tip again, and thank you to "Obsessive Chemistry" for the tip, thank you!
(End of this chapter)