The Imperial Guard’s Revenge Chapter 95: ：peach blossoms
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Luoyi is the base camp of Shaolin. There are many experts in the temple, and Fanhui is an expert among them. Those who followed him this time are all the best experts in Prajna Hall. They have taken advantage of the right time and place. There is no way he can defeat Liu Mu. There is a shadow of Shaolin behind this inn, otherwise they would not have arrived so quickly. There were more than twenty tables scattered in the hall, and the scene that was originally full was reduced by more than half after they appeared.
This inn is located in the most prosperous area of the city. The food prices are fair and the portions are plentiful, so the meals are always overcrowded every day. This is also a great sight in the city. After all, it will not let people down. Not everyone can refuse the temptation of being deceived. After seeing a dozen Shaolin bald heads, carrying bright swords on their backs, blocking the entrance of the inn, and looking at the murderous looks on their faces, I suddenly felt that today's meal was worth the money.
The cold soup on the table gave off a cold fragrance, and the cold wind filled the whole building. The cold wind like a blade rose instantly after Liu Mu spit out the words. Liu Mu's feet followed the rhythm of the words and gradually moved towards the next step. As I walked down, the frost on my face seemed like it could bury countless sufferings. At this moment, there were light footsteps outside the inn door, so light that it could shake the earth. Hearing the footsteps approaching, Liu Mu knew it was Tie Qi and the others. He immediately had no worries and rushed towards Fan Hui.
Fan Hui did not move, maybe he had not planned to move, but as Liu Mu approached, viciousness filled his eyes, and there was a bit of bloodthirsty taste in the corners of his mouth, like man-eating ants. . Suddenly, a change that no one expected appeared on Fan Hui's face. The viciousness in his pupils disappeared, and instead, fear crawled on it. His whole person kept spinning in place like a top, as if he was being pushed. grind.
"Bang!" Two consecutive crisp sounds came out clearly. Only then did the remaining spectators in the hall realize that Fan Hui and Liu Mu, who had been fighting for a moment, were now standing quietly with their backs to each other, ten steps away. No one could see Liu Mu's face, except Tie Qi and others standing outside the door. Liu Mu's throat rolled for a few breaths before he breathed out lightly. He used his eyes to stop Tie Qi and others who were raising their feet to enter. The sweet smell echoed from his nose for a long time, and he knew that he was injured. As for Fan Hui, who had his back turned to him, everyone could see his face. Suddenly, there was a terrible change on his face, as if he had thought of an extremely terrible thing. After a long, long, long time, he finally Dare to look back.
When Fan Hui turned around, he was facing Liu Mu who also turned around, with an ugly expression on his face. It was not until a shadow of a knife flashed across Liu Mu's eyes that he fully understood how the "magic knife" worked. Something happened. At this moment, there was a hint of smile in Liu Mu's eyes. Although his eyes did not seem to be smiling, Fan Hui felt that Liu Mu was more like an evil **** at this moment, looking expectantly at the stupid people offering **** sacrifices. , and this sacrifice is Brahma Wisdom itself.
"The skill is close to the Tao, and the realm of the magic sword is indeed extraordinary." After a long time, Fanhui regained his energy and opened his mouth to say. Without waiting for Liu Mu to say anything, he spoke to himself again: "However, today I will definitely ask the magic knife to come to my Shaolin to discuss Taoism." After speaking, he glanced around the area not far away. The implication is that everyone will work together to bring Liu Mu back to Shaolin.
Liu Mu knew that if there was just one Fanhui, he would leave Fanhui behind even if he was seriously injured, but if many monks came together, he would be a little hung up. It would have been better if he really couldn't fall behind before, but the appearance of Tie Qi and others changed the outcome. Immediately, he said to Fan Hui with a mocking look on his face: "I'm afraid I have disappointed the master. I can't get used to your Shaolin vegetarian food." After saying this, he did not forget to nod to Tie Qi and others who were always paying attention to his expression.
Without waiting for Fan Hui to speak, Iron Banner released the aura around him, and took a step towards the hall like a giant spirit god, "Buzz..." The ground shook at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and as the iron flag Every step Qi took left a foot-deep footprint behind him. His eyes were fixed on Fan Hui, who had a confused look on his face. His bloodshot copper eyes were like a euphorbia that had drunk blood. The ground released his murderous intent and shouted: "Old bald donkey, you want to invite my young master just because of your three-legged cat behavior?"
Fan Hui was a little unbelievable. He could not imagine that anyone could be so generous and cultivate a first-class domestic slave. He turned his head towards Liu Mu with difficulty, and what caught his eye was Liu Mu's sinister smile. Knowing the answer, unknown anger arose in his heart. With the same attire and the same horizontal sword, he didn't think that all the big men behind the giant man were just vases. No, there is a special case, that is, there is a figure like Liu Mu in the crowd, the same thin appearance, the same knife. At this moment, he no longer wanted to read any more. Not only could he not bring Liu Mu back today, he was afraid that he would suffer a lot if he waited for someone else.
"The name of the sword is enough for the crime!" Shitou's cold declaration of war woke up Fan Hui. The four-foot-long sword pointed rudely at Fan Hui's leader of the Six Yangs. His face was full of rebelliousness, like a food hiding in the sky. The corpse vulture symbolizes the arrival of the messenger of death.
Before Fanhui could decide whether to end it or not, among the monks who were angry at the rudeness of the stone, a middle-aged monk stepped out from the crowd with anger, the bright light sword in his hand pointed straight. Pointing to the stone not far away, he shouted: "The evil devil has a crooked way. Shaolin Bo Ruotang Shi Qing is here to learn from it."
Shitou glanced at Fanhui in the distance, then glanced back at Shiqing who was coming out of the crowd, as if weighing the importance, his eyes flickered a few times. But Yu Zui in his hand did not hesitate at all, and fell towards Shi Qing's legs. The sword's light fell silently between the legs of Shi Qing, who was approaching in small steps. Gorgeous blood splashed two feet away, and Shi Qing's ground One of his legs was like two pieces of rotten wood under the Yu Zui knife. Everyone understood that when his legs were broken, his path as a warrior was cut off and he was already a useless person. It was only then that Shi Qing, who was rushing forward with inertia, hit the stone three steps away, accompanied by a scream.
Liu Mu smiled even brighter, turned to face Fan Hui, whose face had turned ashen, and said jokingly: "Can these servants of mine still be able to enter the master's eyes?" He raised his hand to stop Fan Hui who was about to speak. Hui, clucking his tongue a few times and shaking his head, said: "I don't know why, but I suddenly thought of three taels of peach blossoms. Their red color can go into wine."
"Does the donor really think that he can get out of this land of Luoyi?" Fan Hui asked Liu Mu confidently without even looking at the screaming monk.
Liu Mu knew that Fanhui relied on him, but there was nothing he could do about it. He had a big tree at his back to enjoy the shade, and he had a great family and a big business and traveled around the world, which always made people awe-inspiring. What's more, if I force Fan Hui and others to stay, not to mention how many people I will lose, even the endless pursuit behind them will wear them down. However, he has never learned to compromise, before and still does now. After scoffing, he said: "I have never had shoes!"