Chapter 238 The cheap sword, night attack

I was so busy that I slapped my heels on the back of my head. I forgot yesterday it was Lantern Festival. I wish you all a happy and smooth year. I wish you a little late, so it’s better to be late.

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Slash, prick, snatch, slash!

The sword light bloomed in the dark light. The sword dance became faster and faster, and the sound of the wind breaking sharper, like a whistle.

The sword is a fast sword, so fast that it is gone. The sword technique that is dismantled into basic movements slowly takes the prototype of the sword technique.

Suddenly, the whistle disappeared, the sword light disappeared, and there was only a little buzzing left, and the tip of the sword was trembling like a poisonous snake. A wisp of condensed aura flowed from the sword body, condensed at the tip of the sword without dissipating, faintly like a solid force, which was daunting.

In an instant, within a few meters, invisible sword energy was filled with invisible sword energy. A little solidified sword energy was sprayed, and a drop of cold sweat slid down Wang Ce's forehead, silently saying: "Do not leak sand?"

"I was wrong. I practiced wrong again." Wang Ce scratched his head, just as Brother Biao said, it was a little bit short of it, just a little bit of calcium supplementation! However, it was this line of difference, and it was difficult to break through that little bit of inspiration that belonged to the unobstructed sand.

It is not necessarily a mistake in practice, but perhaps it is just that the realm is not enough, and it is not enough to understand the essence of the sand that cannot be misleading. Wang Ce is not self-deprecating. After completing the sand that cannot be misleading, if you want to say that you practice the wrong way, then Wang Ce is a blind man touching an elephant.

However, if you practice the sword technique correctly, it does not mean that you will suddenly realize the unobstructed sand. This is after all, the three styles of the Sword God!

Gu Long said: If you understand, you understand, if you don’t understand, you don’t understand. Wang Ce has this feeling, and the worst is that inspiration.

One style is sand that does not leak, and one style is gold that is glazed. One is created by the sword god and the other is created by Emperor Wu. The latter is obviously not as good as the former that gives Wang Ce the feeling.

Wiping off the sweat, Wang Ce and Dou jumped onto the roof, released the war spirit, and threw a few spirit stones: "Mr. Tao, Mr. Xu, I was quite looking forward to your spiritual wisdom. As a result, that's the case."

Zhan Ling has no memory of the previous life, it is like a soul reincarnated and reborn as a baby. Either you teach, he learns it himself, or even imitates you, Zhan Ling will inherit his character during his lifetime. Therefore, Zhan Ling will not become the second you.

The two smiled and drew the spirit stones on their own. Wang Ceben didn't expect anything else and said to himself: "I originally wanted to run out of Northern Tang and find a place to stay. Then eat, drink, have fun, find something to have fun."

"Then, practice, and then, the violent soldiers. This way, you will have the full strength to travel around the world. However, the plan is not as fast as the change. I didn't expect that the emperor would be so greedy and reluctant to leave me."

"I just ran away and found a lot of interesting things." Wang Ce repeated: "It's some interesting people and things."

"I thought the two yamen were my umbrellas, but I was wrong. I thought the Northern Tang Dynasty was my umbrella, but I was wrong again. I was deceived by the illusion created by the emperor. No one will be my umbrella unless I am myself."

Wang Ce changed into a comfortable position and lay down comfortably, squinted his eyes and was happy: "Just put out a protective umbrella at home."

Judging from the many top-secret information that Wang Ce learned, this world is not simple. If you don’t have three points, you will not have the capital to live a good life.

"Beiliu, Beiliu is a difficult thing to say." Wang Ce smacked his lips: "The rebellion of aristocratic families is so strange. Without the three treasures of the emperor, is this rebellion useful?"

Half a year ago, after Wang Ce saved Xiao Liu Wuxia, he almost learned about the identity of the little girl. Not to mention it, Beiliu is a medium country in Beizhou, and there is still basic information about the Beiliu royal family among the two yamen.

It was Wang Ce who asked the little girl to change her name and cover it up, otherwise the little girl's identity might have been found out by Bei Tang.

In the past six months, the two major families in Beiliu launched an attack and rebelled. The two major families obviously had plans, and it was inevitable that Beiliu would retreat step by step. A good Beiliu has now been divided into three.

It was simply because the emperor was not easy to kill, so the little girl's father still barely held on. It probably won't last long.

When going to Beiliu at this time, Wang Ce always felt a little dislocation of joining Afghanistan during the fierce battle!

Now that you go to the war-torn area of ​​Beiliu, you will probably become a human stick.

The retreat that Wang Ce prepared that day was the little girl. But he really didn't expect that civil strife broke out so quickly in Beiliu, and many arrangements seemed unreliable. The so-called human calculations were not as good as God's calculations, which means that when you stand by the pit, God kicked you into the pit.

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Miss Northern Tang and Miss Two Docks.

It is beautiful and inspiring to build a family by yourself, but it has been trampled before you can build a family. Throughout history, there have been countless peasant uprisings, and only those who succeeded are the ones, but they still had foreign aid back then.

With these two or three kittens and three dogs, why should we gain a foothold in Beiliu? Wang Ce was completely confused.

"Brother Ace." The little girl was gone, and her voice came first.

Su Mei and the little girl came over together and threw a few jars to Wang Ce: "This is what you want, I have to do a lot of trouble to make it."

Wang Ce grinned, took out the extraordinary short sword from the place where he stuck to the flesh, jumped down, fucked a big stone and swung it hard on the short sword: "I don't believe in evil, do you accept it!"

With the dagger in his hand, it seemed to be shaking anger. Wang Ce laughed strangely: "Oh, he's quite personality." He swung a big hammer and smashed it on the dagger: "Do you accept it or not, don't think that I can't cure such a despicable sword!"

The dagger trembled with a buzzing force, and his power was so great that it almost broke Wang Ce's tiger mouth. A stream of true energy poured into it and was resuscited again. Wang Ce grinned: "It seems that if you don't give you some color, you won't know what it means to look for a suck!"

The little girl was stunned: "Brother Ace is crazy?" This was the first time Su Mei saw this short sword and blurted out in shock: "A heaven-level weapon has its own spirituality! Your cultivation is too poor, and it will not be used by you."

"I beat it up with its spirituality." Wang Ce's eyes showed fierce light. The short sword had been in his hand for a while, but he had never resisted being used by him. A human being could not even deal with the sword. Wang Ce felt that he was humiliated.

"Another way, you are just a cheap sword. I will destroy your appearance first."

He took a jar and sprinkled some liquid on the dagger. Wang Ce***: "No, strong sulfuric acid doesn't work? What kind of damn sword is this? His face is so thick!"

Su Mei couldn't help laughing, always thinking that this apprentice was so funny. This is a heaven-level weapon, how could it be easily destroyed?

A living person was humiliated by a sword, so let alone the feeling. Wang Ce thought of many tricks along the way, smashing with a hammer, burning with fire, and freezing with ice. None of them could work. This is just a copper pea that cannot be beaten without a hammer.

Seeing that his apprentice gritted his teeth and couldn't get over a sword, Su Mei held back his smile and said, "Try the potion in the third jar, it might work. Soak it in it."

Wang Ce quickly threw the dagger into the jar and soaked it. After a while, the streaming color on the dagger was fainter. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "I finally have some way to deal with it."

Su Mei smiled and said, "Your cultivation is too poor, this is a heaven-level weapon, so it will naturally resist you."

Wang Ce stood up happily and finally had a way to deal with the cheap sword: "Master, I don't want to use it. What are you going to do with such a cheap sword?" Su Mei and the little girl were surprised. Why are you still trying to do it? Could it be that Wang Ce was taken into evil?

Wang Ce grinned: "The only value it has to me is to threaten certain people and make some people surrender to me temporarily." Of course, it is not about conquering the short sword, but the sword is spiritual and wise, so how can it be threatened.

Su Mei didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

"Whoever belongs to this thing, I will threaten whom." Wang Ce didn't care. It's hard to say that he was planning to threaten Jian Shenshan, for fear of scaring the woman.

This short sword is quite a time bomb in his hand. If you really want to be greedy and not let go, Jian Shenshan will definitely chop him into meat paste. Otherwise, do you think Brother Cialis is so kind and sends such a wonderful Spring Festival gift package to Wang Ce?

What I hate most about killing people with a knife? It’s purely a conspirator and has no technical content at all. Wang Ce sneered.

Wang Ce explained: "The Beiliu rebellion is divided into three parts. The current situation is chaotic and various news is flying all over the sky. The little girl's father is retreating step by step, and it seems that the situation is not very good."

"If the little girl doesn't have some capital, just going back like this may not be a good thing. At the very least, she must have a strong power as a backing."

The little girl was smart and knew the elegant meaning when she heard the string song. She suddenly changed her expression: "Brother Ace, you mean, by my father..."

"The sky is great, but the earth is great, but the three treasures of the emperor. Without those three treasures, even if the rebels conquered Jiuzhou, they were just castles on the beach."

Wang Ce shrugged, although he was a little cruel, he still affirmed the little girl's guess.

It is time for some people and some things to happen.

A crescent moon in the sky is clear and quiet. It makes Wang Ce’s smile look particularly strange.

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The night before dawn is even more intense.

In the east courtyard, the escort agency in the east did not dare to be careless and sent people to watch the goods transported. At this time, it was the most tired and unbearable time for people to fall asleep.

The county town is very peaceful, like a sleeping beauty, with occasional chicken crowing and dog barking, adding a lot of vividness.

A black cloud floated and floated, slowly next to the quiet crescent moon.

Three! Two! One! The black clouds slowly blocked the moonlight.

Just when the light suddenly dimmed, black shadows that were integrated with the darkness silently sneaked into the outside of the inn. They all came over the roof like cats in the lightest and most undetectable posture.

While counting down, Wang Ce took out a black stainless steel crossbow and carefully pulled out one from a pack of crossbow arrows. He looked at it and showed his indifference.

This is a special Breaking Gang Crossbow made by the Northern Tang Dynasty. It is specialized in breaking Gang Qi and is very cost-effective!

Filling with crossbow arrows. Wang Ce smiled silently, slipping silently like a bat, just right in the darkness between the eaves and corners.

The man in black moved very quickly and efficiently. In the short time when the moonlight was blocked, he had already sneaked into the west courtyard. He rolled or slipped down, and surrounded Wang Ce and others' rooms in groups. There were a few people on the roof to catch the wind.

Very professional! Wang Ce is full of smiles.

Someone half crawling on the roof made a gesture downward: Take action!

Suddenly, the person who sneaked into the bedroom fell out from the wall and made muffled groans one after another.
Chapter completed!