The Hierarch Has a Black Moonlight

The golden mask stood in the hall, and the two rows of nanmu chairs on the left and right were full of bandits, either looking at Shen Biluo questioningly, or staring at him suspiciously.

Shen Biluo sat on the high chair in the middle, holding the sword hilt with both hands and rubbing her fingers on it, raised her eyes and looked at him calmly, but did not speak.

The golden mask acted as if she was hesitating, and said with a smile: "Master of the village, those who know the current affairs are heroes. A piece of material excavated from Changbai Mountain can be worth ten miles of street shops in the city, and a hundred acres of fertile land. Isn't the village owner afraid of being robbed of meat?"

Shen Biluo rubbed her fingertips on the edge of the sword hilt, stopped suddenly and laughed.

This person thinks that she occupied the mountain and set up a village to rob Changbai Mountain's supplies. Indeed, if she owns all the rare grasses and mines in the mountain, she and her brothers in the village will be rich and have nothing to worry about.

For anyone else, the benefits promised by the golden mask might be too much to resist.It's a pity that Shen Biluo's mind has never been set on money. What he wanted from the beginning was to send his sister home.

"It's his ability to snatch someone. The things in the mountains are nameless, and there's nothing wrong with scrambling for them according to their ability." Shen Biluo glanced around the hall, and the bandits on the two rows of wooden chairs all looked pale. Yu, these men usually obey her.

"Really?" The golden mask snorted, "If this mountain is gone, where can you find a place to settle down? What do so many people do for a living? Are you willing to hand over the mountain's wealth and silver to others?" said He stretched out his hand and pointed around the seats in the hall, his tone already eager.

"Then don't bother Your Excellency." Shen Biluo didn't look at him, but threw his hands and swords.The sharp sword was not in its sheath, and two fingers aligned slowly stroked the sword.

The golden mask stared at the clean and clean sword light, and there was a chill in his eyes, "It seems that the village master is determined to go his own way." The tone was also gloomy and cold, with hidden murderous intentions.

Shen Biluo still looked at the Leng Tiejian in front of him, and wiped his two fingers carefully: "Your Excellency, please ask another master."

Wu Jin was right next to the door, holding his breath and leaning against the wall to eavesdrop, and vaguely smelled a dangerous smell ready to go.The atmosphere in the hall gradually solidified in the words of Sister Shen and the man, becoming a tight string and a bow full of arrows.

After a while, the stagnant air was suddenly pierced by the sound of knives, and the sounds of fighting in the hall flooded into the ears chaotically.

The golden mask couldn't bear the anger just now, and shot three hidden weapons at Shen Biluo through the air.

Shen Biluo simply held the sword in his hand and blocked the rivets with a wave of the sword, but the trip of the golden mask made everyone angry and angered the group of violent bandits.Everyone slapped the table together, bang bang dang like swords and raised their swords, and the sound of fighting in the hall exploded instantly.

Wu Jin's eyes widened, and he hurriedly poked his head out to look into the hall.

There seemed to be some kind of steel protective gear tied to the wrist of the golden mask, and the sword made a clanging sound when it was struck on it.After all, those bandits fell into the grass and turned into bandits. Compared with the famous disciples in the Jianghu, they were really inferior.His moves were haphazard, relying on brute force alone, he couldn't use any really lethal moves.

At this time, people in the room were fighting around the golden mask, dancing with swords, and the clanging and clanging of iron tools.Sitting alone in the hall, Shen Biluo knew that this person had a lot of background. After observing for a while, she was about to stand up with her sword in hand, but suddenly caught a glimpse of a sudden figure in the shadow of the sword.

Wu Jin also saw it.

Unlike a group of bandits who only know how to wield their knives indiscriminately to vent their brute force, this man is a little thinner, not as big and round as most bandits, but his hands seem to have a thousand pounds of strength, and the knife is fierce and compelling. The golden mask also retreated again and again.

Wu Jin thought for a while, then suddenly remembered.It turned out to be the little thief who secretly practiced martial arts at the old watchtower the night before!

After practicing martial arts all night long, how can he really become so powerful?Wu Jin saw that his skills were far different from other bandits, his speed and strength were outstanding, and he knocked back the golden mask several steps with his strength alone.

But before he had time to say a few words of wonder, he suddenly noticed that his complexion sank rapidly like a torrential rain, and then his facial features were all wrinkled together, and the steel knife fell with a bang, and the man also staggered twice and fell to the foot of the chair behind him. beside.

"Tiger!" The other thieves were all startled, and rushed over to help him. They didn't understand why a good man who was so brave just now changed suddenly, and fell to the ground and clutched his chest tightly.

Huzi's knife was thrown in the distance, he curled up and grabbed the cloth in front of his chest and pulled it violently, the veins in his hands popped out.Even more frightening are the protruding vein marks on the neck.

Shen Biluo involuntarily grasped the handle of the chair, thoughts flashed in her mind, the surprise in her eyes just now turned into astonishment after a dazed thought, her pupils dilated and stared at the tiger curled up and rolling on the ground, she stood up to get ready go and see.

The golden mask was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, I thought the village master was pure and self-confident, and refused to join hands with money-grubbing people like me. I didn't expect to let his subordinates eat the food I sent. medicine."

medicine?Wu Jin blinked, turned her head and looked at Yan Qimo, took a deep breath and listened carefully outside the door.

Shen Biluo squatted beside Huzi, raised her eyes to look at the golden mask, her eyes were piercing: "You didn't say you would have such a reaction at the beginning."

At that time, the few pills given by the golden mask only said that they could stimulate the potential hidden in the body and improve their skills day by day. They never said anything else, let alone that there would be a painful reaction like a tiger.

If she had said so, she wouldn't have put the pill in an undefended position... She was confused, but she didn't expect her subordinates to be even more confused!

What was even more astonishing was the bandit who practiced kung fu with Huzi that night. Seeing that Huzi's kung fu has improved by leaps and bounds these days, he only thought it was due to his extraordinary talent and diligent practice every night. The pill in the hand of the golden mask!

"Hmph, didn't the village master also ask?" The golden mask stared at the anxious crowd, and his words were not without complacency.

The tiger was still shivering on the ground, the front of the clothes on his chest was scratched vigorously, and he couldn't restrain his groans one after another.Shen Biluo lowered his head and made a sudden gesture, and the bandits beside him quickly raised their weapons again and surrounded the golden mask.

"Give me the antidote." Shen Biluo said coldly.

The golden mask glanced around: "Just relying on these thieves? Since the village master doesn't want to cooperate with me, why should I help you?"

The bandits were angry, and Shen Biluo didn't intend to let him go. Once again, they got entangled in the hall. The light of the knife dazzled the eyes, but the golden mask was unscathed.

Wu Jin saw that the golden mask's kung fu was unusual, and worried that Shen Biluo was not his opponent. After getting nervous for a while, a sky silk popped out, and hit the golden mask's arm that slapped Shen Biluo's right shoulder with a "dang".

The golden mask's wrists suddenly went numb, and he took two steps back, hastily turning his head, looking in the direction of the silk flying from the sky, and was startled.

"You!" He pointed at Wu Jin, astonished.

The next moment, Yan Qimo came in from the corner behind the door. The golden mask looked at the two of them, and he hesitated for a moment and forgot to move.

"Sister Shen, I'll help you!" Wu Jin received Shen Biluo's begging gaze, and flipped through the sky silk with her hands, intending to keep this person behind.

The golden mask subconsciously took half a step back, reacted with an angry snort, immediately took out an iron ball without hesitation, and threw it to the ground suddenly.

"Be careful!" Shen Biluo exclaimed.

Yan Qimo quickly grabbed Wu Jin and retreated a few steps away. Suddenly, there was a "bang" and black smoke filled the room.

Yan Qimo patted her on the back, and turned her head anxiously: "How are you, are you okay?" He waved away the black smoke in front of Wu Jin's eyes.

Wu Jin shook his head: "It's okay." He looked to the other side of the black smoke, and when the smoke gradually dissipated, he was relieved to see Shen Biluo lying on the ground and escaped unharmed.

The golden mask had already escaped while the black smoke filled the air, and the other bandits were fine if they hid in time, only the tiger was slightly injured and lay on the ground howling intermittently.

Shen Biluo took his hand and wanted to help him, but was thrown away by Hu Zi, the facial features squeezed together were covered with water droplets, sweat and tears flowed indiscriminately. "Boss...I don't want to live anymore, I don't want to live anymore...ah...!!"

The other bandits who came forward were also pushed away. Seeing his brother rolling on the ground looking for death, with bloody scratches on his torn chest, he was anxious but couldn't do anything, he could only stomp his feet angrily and beat his fists.

Wu Jin pursed her lower lip, thought for a while and wrapped a piece of silk around Hu Zi's wrist, and stopped for a moment during his violent struggle.Then he withdrew his hand, helplessly shook his head at Shen Biluo, sighed and stopped looking at her.

This medicine is clearly the same as that taken by the puppets in the basement of Luoxia Manor.But so what if he knows, there is no special antidote, and he is helpless.

Hu Zi thumped his chest, moaning mournfully, his speech was already chaotic, but he babbled non-stop when he begged for death.

Shen Biluo couldn't help him, looking at the Leng Tiejian in his hand, his mood froze.After a long while, she gritted her teeth and raised her sword and took a step forward, her heart moved with grief, her right hand trembled uncontrollably.

"Boss, kill me, I don't want to live... I don't want to live..."

"Pfft—" A sharp knife was inserted into Hu Zi's chest, and went straight through it.The people on the ground were quiet for a moment, their hands fell limply in a pool of blood, and they did not move anymore.

The shining steel knife suddenly appeared, everyone was startled, Shen Biluo was also stunned, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Yan Qimo let go of the handle of the knife, retracted her hand, and said without looking at anyone, "He can't live anymore." Turning around, she stood beside Wu Jin again.

Sending him off earlier would also make him suffer less.Seeing that they were hesitant, Yan Qimo decided to do it herself and sent Hu Zi on his way with the steel knife that Hu Zi dropped just now.

Shen Biluo was startled, looked up and saw Wu Jin standing in front of Yan Qimo and looking at her apologetically, she shook her head and sighed: "Thank you..."

The author has something to say: when the two cps are written here, it is almost time to meet.Then...QAQ who always wants to abuse, who do you want this person to be thrown by me with a knife?You can choose, Xiaojin, Yan Qimo, or Shui Youhan?