It's not a cannonball

The first mission was announced when Tang Xun was 12 years old.

Request to get rid of a bandit den that has long occupied the South Gobi Desert of Longmen.

Tang Xun simply packed up the package and set off.

It took Tang Xun several years to make Tang Jiabao have nothing to say about his behavior of breaking the rules.

By default, he has the right to do whatever he wants.

For the Tang Sect who is now gradually keeping a low profile, a person with outstanding talent is also hard to come by.

The yellow sand all over the sky rolls in the dry and hot air of the Longmen Desert, and the eyes are full of earthy yellow. Occasionally, a Longmen lizard or a snake rushes past.Tang Xun frowned when his naked skin came into contact with the dry and hot air of the Longmen Desert.

If I had known earlier that I would not wear this suit, even if I wrapped all my skin in the fabric, it would be better than the feeling of being burned now.

Fortunately, I have a cloak on the outside.

Tang Xun recognized the map and ran towards Yumenguan, where the only inn in Longmen is located.

Entering the inn, Tang Xun attracted the attention of the resident Jianghu people in the inn. After all, since the change of Fenghua Valley, it is rare to see Tangmen disciples walking outside, let alone the harsh climate of Longmen Desert.

This disciple of the Tang Sect is dressed in a cold and hard manner, with a half mask covering his face so that people can't see his face clearly. He walks silently. From under the snow-white cloak, one can vaguely see a glint of dark Tang Sect attire, wearing leather gloves. The fingertips are also sharply colored.The eyes of the people around moved with his steps, and finally focused on the thousand receivers behind the waist of the Tangmen.

The small inn was quiet for a moment, and then slowly returned to the usual bustle, but subconsciously lowered its tone.

They all realized that this person should not be messed with.

The proprietress Jin Xiangyu came up with a smile and said, "Guests are rare customers, do you want to stay in the hotel or have a meal?"

"Come to some simple food."

After finishing speaking, Tang Xun found an empty table and sat down.

Tang Xun turned a blind eye to the stiff atmosphere.After the side dishes were served by the waiter in the shop, he lifted the mask and then lifted the chopsticks.

At this time, another group of men walked in from the outside, all of them were vicious, holding machetes in their hands, and the simple clothes could not hide the tangled muscles. The leader had a scar across half of his face, which looked even more terrifying.

Tang Xun: Capitalized like a bandit.

Since they stepped in, the inn has fallen into a delicate silence.It's not the silence that Tang Xun estimated, but fear.

"The horse camel gang is busy and the idlers leave." The leading horse bandit looked arrogant, and as soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out the big knife from his waist and slammed it into the table closest to him.

The people in the surrounding rivers and lakes looked at each other in blank dismay, and all of them disappeared like birds and beasts.

After a few breaths, the inn was empty.

The proprietress laughed dryly: "I don't know what you are doing?"

Tang Xun raised his eyebrows under the mask: Before he could find it himself, the mission target was delivered to his door.

After finishing the porridge in the bowl, he was about to unscrew the thousand receivers with a flick of his wrist.

"Recently, the gang's finances are a little tight, and the proprietress understands..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a sound of "噗呵", and the white knife and red blade pierced through the body of the little leader, and the blood spilled on the people behind him, reflecting the terrified faces.

Tang Xun paused, looked at the little leader who had died, and turned his head to stare at the low-key Mingjiao sitting next to him.

The man was sitting and sipping tea, holding a cup in his right hand, but he had drawn out a knife in his left hand, the gleaming blade was hanging down to the ground, dripping blood dripped down the sharp blade, forming a pool of dark red on the ground.

On the back is the other knife of the double knife, reflecting the light, showing a low-key sense of danger.Under the white hood flashed a pair of bewitching different pupils, the yellow and blue eyes swept across, astonishing and amazing.Under the cloak is a Mingjiao Qinfeng costume, the bright decoration on the chest covers the spring light, and the smooth waistline is looming under the cloak.

When Tang Xun was looking at that Mingjiao, the bewitching eyes also looked at Tang Xun and smiled meaningfully.

That Mingjiao immediately threw away the teacup, and walked up to those frightened young people with a knife and stopped: "Master, I have never been stabbed with a knife into the table while eating, and a dead idiot counts as one. "

"You guys, want to try it?"

After speaking, his fingers caressed the blade, and the blood-stained blade had an indescribable impact against the slender fingers.

...at least the little ones were scared away.

He put away the knife and stretched himself.Looking around, I found that the proprietress had long since disappeared, and the other tables were overturned, and the blood-spattered ones were obviously unusable.

Lu Jiuxi sat down opposite Tang Xun, lifted his hood, his exotic face was so handsome that it was almost fierce.He laughed ripplingly: "In Xia Lu Jiuxi, I see that my brother and I are destined. Why don't we sit together."

Tang Xun took a look and didn't answer. After eating the last peanut, he put down his money and left the inn.

Lu Jiuxi was taken aback, since he left Mingjiao, he had never seen anyone who ignored his face, left him indifferently and left.After thinking about the boring life recently, he touched his chin and followed up decisively.

Until South Gobi stopped, Lu Jiuxi watched as the Tang Sect flung his cloak and set up the trap with a calm face, and then an invisible person disappeared, and when he reappeared, it was accompanied by the torrential rain that frightened the Jianghu people. In a few breaths, corpses littered the field, and screams and wailing could be heard everywhere.

Lu Jiuxi's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Can't help but draw the knife forward.

Tang Xun stepped into the inside of the Camel Gang with blood on his hands, loaded the thousand receivers with arrows and crossbows, and was about to shoot the cannon fodder of the Camel Gang to the west. Mingjiao, who had led his own way, ups and downs with his sword.

His mission target was killed.

"..."

Finally, Tang Xun couldn't help but brushed the loaded life-seeking arrow past Lu Jiuxi's ear.

He said coldly: "Don't hinder me from completing the task."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Lu Jiuxi's expression, he turned around and continued to sweep the horse bandit den.

Lu Jiuxi rubbed his nose and smiled innocently: "He has a pretty big temper."

As he spoke, he continued to follow behind Tang Xun as if he hadn't heard Tang Xun's warning, stabbing him from time to time.

While making up the knife, he admired the neat movements of the Tangmen, and from time to time his waist was exposed between the slits of the leather clothes because of the excessive movements.Sweat streaked across the collarbone gradually, and finally disappeared in the dark clothes.

After slaughtering the entire horse bandit den, Tang found a shady place to rest.

"Little brother, why don't you tell me your name?"

"Your life-chasing arrow is so lethal, it hurts my face."

"Where are you going?"

"Oh, why don't you speak?"

"By the way, isn't your Tang Sect far away from here? How did you come here?"

Listening to the non-stop questioning in silence, Tang Xun's forehead burst into veins one after another.

"... Noisy." Just when Tang Xun couldn't help pointing the thousand receivers at him again, the Mingjiao disappeared in front of him.

Tang Xun was surprised.

Suddenly felt his cheeks warm up, and a soft kiss fell on it.

Immediately, a voice sounded in his ears: "I like you so much, I will play with you next time." Before Tang Xun could react, Lu Jiuxi's breath dissipated.

"…………"

This person, this person! ! !

Tang Xun covered his face, never admitting that he was played hooligan on the first mission, gritted his teeth and clenched the thousand receiver, and wiped it inch by inch, wishing to smash all his skills on Lu Jiuxi.

In his heart, this Mingjiao named Lu Jiuxi was already a dead cat.

The author has something to say: Are you satisfied, little goblins! !

Gong really appeared! !

He is still playing hooligans! !

Finally, I recommend you a fan song called "Portrait of Rivers and Lakes"

The melody is beautiful and the lyrics are sentimental!

Couldn't be more emotional!

I feel a little sad when I hear it