Unclean

After the firecracker is ignited and fired, it takes a certain amount of time to reload and re-ignite. In order to better operate the firecracker on the battlefield, many formations have been tested.

When fighting alone, the firecracker is not suitable as a weapon.

But being cut by a knife does not necessarily mean death, but being injured by a firecracker will lead to an ugly death.

There was a sound of piercing in the darkness, Yan Yunhe raised both hands of the firecracker to block the attacking golden knife.

Yu Qin didn't know where he learned the kung fu, it was vicious and vicious, and every move was extremely tricky.

Yan Yunhe inherited integrity as a teacher, but learned to judge the crisis on the battlefield.Even in a completely dark environment, relying on his keen intuition to fend off fatal knives.

Within a few rounds of fighting between the two, the burning line came to an end, and Yan Yunhe heard Yu Qin's rapid breathing clearly.

Yan Yun didn't know what Yu Qin was thinking when facing death.

At this moment, an old voice sounded outside the house, and the old servant of the Yu family heard the sound and called out the young master outside the house.

Life and death are at stake every moment on the battlefield, and Yan Yunhe's beast-like intuition allowed him to capture countless moments when the enemy hesitated.

Just that moment can decide life or death.

The moment he got used to the darkness, the copper muzzle touched Yu Qin's forehead.

The lantern in the hand of the old servant outside the house faintly emitted a faint light, through the window paper, it shone on Yan Yunhe's face.

The pair of golden pupils shrank from excitement, clearly reflected in Yu Qin's eyes.

Yan Yunhe made a soft mouth shape: "Bang!"

There was silence everywhere, only the sound of the old servant knocking on the door.

The burning wire was extinguished in the copper pipe, and nothing happened, no ammunition exploded, and no bloody scenes occurred.

In this confrontation in the dark, there is no life or death, only winning or losing.

Yu Qin stared at Yan Yunhe silently, his lips pursed slowly.

Those flirtatious eyes are vivid and strong at this moment, and there is a hidden fire. This is the first time since the reunion, he has shown such vivid emotions to Yan Yunhe, although it is anger.

"It would be a pity if Master Commander's such a beautiful head is really broken." Yan Yunhe laughed.

The firecracker slowly slid down from Yu Qin's forehead, and the cold iron was pressed against the warm flesh, caressing gently, and stopped until it reached his chin.

It seems like a provocation full of attack, and like a caress that implies desire.

The copper muzzle was covered with the smell of gunpowder. It was something that Yan Yunhe brought back to the capital from the battlefield and had truly killed people.

It had been stained with his blood, and even though it had been wiped countless times, it still had dark lines.

Yu Qin didn't immediately pay attention to the weapon on his face, but the old servant outside the same room said: "Uncle Wu, I'm fine, I just accidentally knocked down the oil lamp, you can rest."

Yan Yunhe frowned, and patted Yu Qin's cheek with the firecracker in dissatisfaction.Although he didn't actually load the ammunition, it was really unpleasant for Yu Qin to ignore him like this.

In an instant, Yan Yunhe retreated abruptly, almost to the beam.

A row of Sen Leng silver needles chiseled deep into the ground along the direction of his retreat.

Hard bluestone slabs can be broken, if it is stabbed on a human body, wouldn't it be possible to feel the deep feeling that goes deep into the bone immediately.

"Master Yu is so ruthless to ignore the friendship between you and me." Yan Yunhe sighed, but there was no disappointment in his tone, on the contrary, he was full of interest.

With a wave of Yan Yunhe's hand, the oil lamp in the room was lit again, and in the flickering candlelight, there were still those ruthless and unintentional beautiful eyes.

There is also affection, but it is only towards the old servant in the mansion, the queen mother in the palace, and the accompanying subordinates, except for him.

"Master Yan was joking." Sure enough, Yu Qin retorted immediately.

As soon as the words fell, a palm wind hit Yan Yunhe's head, as soon as he blocked it, he felt a gust of wind three inches below the navel, if it wasn't for his strong martial arts, he would definitely be inhumane here today.

"Master Yu, you are trying to cut off the bloodline of my Yan family." Yan Yunhe drew out the soft sword at the side of his waist, and blocked the incoming golden knife with ease.

Yu Qin narrowed his eyes slightly, not talking nonsense to him.

Yan Yun dared to break into the mansion of Jin Yiwei Commander at night, even if he was executed on the spot, no one dared to say a word.

"If I can't be humane in the future and can't marry a wife, will my lord be responsible?"

Yan Yunhe's subordinates are non-stop, blocking if he can, and avoiding if he can't, which fully reflects his daily demeanor, a rascal!

After dozens of strokes, in the simple hall, several chairs were destroyed, and the dishes and chopsticks were broken all over the floor.

"Master Yu is so beautiful, it's not impossible to marry him back home, but I, the wife of the Yan family, can't be so pungent." Yan Yunhe slapped Yu Qin's left shoulder with a palm, new and old hatred welled up in his heart, and in his palm Contains extremely deep inner strength, even if it cannot kill people, it will definitely not make people feel good.

The palm fell on the seemingly thin shoulder, but he was shocked.

The internal force is like a fish entering the sea, but it was sucked in, and what came back was the coldness.

With a gloomy complexion, he took a few steps back, let go of his foolishness, and looked directly at Yu Qin: "What kind of evil technique did you practice?"

Ten years ago, Yu Qin was not good at martial arts, but now his internal strength is unfathomable.

Yan Yunhe is already a rare genius in martial arts, if Yu Qin hadn't gone heresy, it would be impossible to have a stalemate with him so far.

There are gains and losses in everything, and the quick success methods circulated in the world all pay the price of blood and tears.

Some go mad, some have broken meridians, and some burn life.

Yu Qin put the knife back into its sheath: "What does it have to do with you?"

Yan Yunhe's jaw tightened, he really shouldn't meddle in other people's business.Such a person who does not know good and evil, is ignorant, and has no skin, is not worth spending any thought on.

"The imperial envoy's impeachment is a good thing Mr. Yu did, right?" Yan Yunhe asked straight to the point.

Even if he knew that this matter could only be done by Jin Yiwei, who is omnipotent and omnipotent, he couldn't help asking, as if he couldn't give up until he heard this person confess.

"If my lord drank alcohol during the war, it would be unavoidable to be dealt with by military law. Your Majesty is merciful and has not punished you. Why is your lord dissatisfied?" Yu Qin replied.

It sounded like it was a pity that Yan Yunhe was not punished.

This is a rare time for Yu Qin to speak such a long word with Yan Yunhe, although every word and every word is not pleasant to listen to.

Yan Yunhe cleaned up a lot before he came to Yu Mansion to squat.

The wound on the forehead needed to be covered with a bandage, which seemed embarrassing, so he ordered the doctor in the mansion to gather the red cloth into a narrow bundle and cover the wound as a bandage. At first glance, he thought it was a decorative forehead wipe.

Not only that, Mr. Yan was dressed in brocade robes, with beautiful jade on his waist, and even his boots were inlaid with gold and silver, his whole body was luxurious, and he could not see the embarrassment of being in the palace during the day at all.

If it wasn't for holding a gun in his hand, he would look like a noble young man from a private meeting lover, dressed so coquettishly.

While Yu Qin was sizing him up, Yan Yunhe was also sizing up Yu Qin as he lightly tapped his palm with a firecracker.

Jin Yiwei should have left early, why did Yu Qin return home at this hour.

Suddenly his pupils shrank slightly, and he reached out to grab the opponent's collar, but was directed by the master to wave it away.

During the movement, the skirt of the red official robe loosened a little, and a touch of rouge that was very similar to the official robe appeared on the white inner garment.