Chapter 9 Kill Me? Abandon you first!

Red sandalwood narrowed his eyes. I'm afraid this blow is also his last strongest hand, right? The internal force is almost exhausted.

Xin Yimian knew at the beginning of its attack that this blow was definitely not a good match. The slender eyes reflected the roaring five sharps. Lean back, put one heel to the ground, and quickly swept back.

At the same time, the soft sword in his hand suddenly disengaged, and a slender chain hit one of the flying swords with a sharp tip.

The tip of the needle is against Mai Mang, and the two swords are still in the air at the same time. In just a moment, the flying sword broke into pieces.

This moment brings the rest of the sword closer. Xin Yimian did not stop. At the moment of facing the first sword, he poured the internal force into the thin chain so that the chain bent and collided in the position of the second sword to stagger the position of the second sword. The third sword also hit the internal force when the thin chain first touched the second sword, and the fourth sword was the same. However, when the thin chain touched the fourth sword, the fifth sword had reached the top of his straight hand and left the attack range of the thin chain, and the same method could no longer be used on the fifth.

The afterglow of Xin Yimian's eyes swept to the dense grass behind the slope. There was no time to hesitate. He gritted his teeth and quickly retreated and smashed the grass fiercely.

The fifth flying sword is scratching the tip of his nose.

Xin Yimian lay stiffly in the grass. This time, he won't encounter that kind of green thing again. To make sure that there was really no such feeling of skin decay in the body, Xin Yimian quickly jumped up with a carp.

It's a long story, but it's just a moment. Gao Liao's power was exhausted, and he planted poison gas again, which was all stimulated by pain. Seeing that this last blow did not kill the target, his life seems to have been lost today. Complete the task, live! The mission failed, die! This is their rule.

Gao Liao looked at the teenager in the distance and suddenly remembered that there was a little teenager not far away. Since the little teenager appeared with him, I'm afraid it had something to do with him, although they didn't see him go into the mountain.

He can't deal with the big one. Is he afraid that he can't catch the small one? Thinking of this, Gao Liaoqiang took a breath and swept towards the red sandalwood.

Xin Yimian's foot, which was about to chase out, suddenly stopped, and his clothes echoed in the air. He stood quietly in the grass and looked in the direction of Gao Liao's tiger's claws.

Gao Liao's right hand went straight to the throat of the red sandalwood. In his eyes, the child stood there motionless. I thought to himself: Are you scared to be stupid?

Just as Gao Liao's hand was about to approach his throat, the child's hand suddenly raised very slowly. However, the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and his facial features began to twist. The hand that hung beside the child seemed to him at the moment before, and the hand that was raised slowly, he had accurately grasped his hand in an instant. Then he clearly heard the sound of broken bones, and the pain from the bones extended his whole body from his arms, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

And the child, who he thought was a silly child, still had an expressionless face, and he didn't even blink his eyes, so he looked at him so quietly. It seems that he didn't know that he was responsible for his pain at this moment.

Of course, Red Sandalwood will not think that his pain is caused by her. If he doesn't put his mind on her head, she will naturally care about anything. Since he dares to touch her, he must be ready to bear the consequences. This is all his own. She has always been a person who doesn't offend me. I don't offend anyone. If someone offends me, he will redeem me multiple times!

It is estimated that the person in his hand was completely out of strength. The red sandalwood's five fingers spread out, and the tall and powerful body slipped to the ground as fragile as a lamb.

His narrow eyebrows were half covered and he looked at the person who was twitching in pain on the ground. Xin Yimian slowly walked towards the man. As he approached, he turned down and turned over the man slightly: "What technique do you use? If the bones are crushed by pure internal force, it won't be convulsed and twisted in the face of this kind of person who has been practicing martial arts all year round.

Playing with his fingers leisurely, the red sandalwood said indifferently, "The method of crushing clouds and breaking bones."

Clap his hands. He stood up and said, "His hand is broken, and his whole body's muscles and veins are also disturbed. Your technique is really thorough."

Leaning against the trunk of the tree, she looked up at the light coming down from the cracks of the tree. She whispered, "The tendons and veins of the human body are connected. As long as you find the right way, you can make them feel each other."

Replaying his movements just now in his mind, Xin Yimian looked at the person lying on the ground and asked, "How do these people solve it now?"

"Do you know who they are?"

I don't know what he thought of. He hooked the corners of his mouth coldly and said, "It should be someone from the court."

Red Sandalwood looked at him and said fixedly, "They are not from the court."

Xin Yimian looked up at him, so sure? What do you say?"

Red sandalwood bent down to pick up one of Gao Liao's swords and handed it to Xin Yimian, and pointed to him a picture like a firebird concave on the blade. Then he said, "I remember that it is recorded in the "Bian Xing" that this kind of firebird picture is the emblem of the Mo Yan family. This family makes a living by selling weapons and horses, and once raised it. A small private army. More than a decade ago, this news somehow spread. The private army is the most unbearable thing for the royal family. Even if the emperor is weak, it is impossible to let it go. The courtier who raised such a relationship in private will not say anything, but once such a thing spreads, even some people who have ideas will definitely not dare to protect it in the court. Among them, the general strongly supported the emperor to suppress the private army. The Mo Yan family did not dare to risk the world's disrespect, and then handed over the private army to the court. Even so, after all, the Mo Yan family is a strong family, and with the efforts of many courtiers, its other aspects have not changed. But I don't know why the Mo Yan family has slowly disappeared since then.

He had been busy with Gao Liao before, but he didn't notice the picture and text. At this moment, he looked at her with sharp eyes: "Why aren't these people the Mo Yan family handed over to the court?"

"The court has special weapons, and it is the Zhaodong Chao family who specially provides weapons for leaving the country. Although the private army used to be from the Mo Yan family, when it was handed over to the court, it was naturally a soldier who left the country. From clothes to weapons, it must be in accordance with the requirements of the court. The words were chiseled, and she calmly analyzed.

Xin Yimian's eyes turned a few times. When he first knew the thousand-year fireworks, he was angry and determined that it was the royal family's hands and feet, but now he said that something was wrong. The imperial power is weak, and most of the courtiers are not obedient, but they always respect the king. If the emperor moves them, won't they cut off their own arms? His long narrow eyebrows were quiet and he muttered, "Mo Yan's family pattern reappears. Is it a comeback? What happened back then, this is revenge.

As if he didn't hear his words to himself, the red sandalwood looked at his feet and said, "He's dead."

Xin Yimian looked down and saw that Gao Liao had lost his breath. He frowned and asked, "When?"

"He bit his tongue and committed suicide while we were talking"

She knew but did not stop it, but Xin Yimian did not object: "Such a person must not ask anything if he stays."

Looking at the people who were in a coma, Red Sandalwood couldn't help praising: "It turns out that the signboard of Wuhui Mountain is so easy to use. These people all think it is a dead place. Otherwise, they will not be so careless and let us have the opportunity to take advantage of it. Sometimes it's no different from looking for death.

Xin Yimian has no objection. If these people hadn't decided that he could not come out of Wuhui Mountain alive, the ending would have been different. Touching the dead leaf grass in his arms, he said, "Let's go as soon as possible."

"How to go?" She asked carelessly.

"Far away from the city." He answered concisely and clearly.

The two quickly picked up a bunch of comatose people, bought two fast horses and some food in Wuhui Town under Wuhui Mountain, and rushed all the way to Yuanyi City.