Frugal!
Too cruel!
There was a dead silence outside the Poison Dragon Town.
Seeing a burly man eight feet tall, he was only half a foot tall blood mud residue left with one punch.
Even though most of the people inside and outside the town were desperate people, a deep chill appeared in his heart, and the many bandits rushed over were so shocked that they dared not move forward again.
"I have never seen such an official officer in my life..."
Lan Yu's writing is as beautiful as the earth, and several bandit leaders in the prison car were swaying their faces, with an equally ugly face.
"Still, escape?"
Someone whispered.
Lan Yushu bowed his head silently, and no one else responded.
"Third brother!"
The man who pounced down from the eaves had a murderous intent in his heart, his eyes were filled with tears, and his teeth were gritted:
"What a beheading knife, what a prisoner Yang! Today you bully me, the masters of the Poison Dragon Village are not slaughtering at will. This hatred will definitely be someone to ask you for it in the future!"
Huh ~
The cold wind blew and blood.
Yang Yudai drew his sword in his hand without any haste. He heard this and his expression changed, and his tone was still cold:
"I'll wait."
Are there any innocent bandits?
have.
The world is difficult and chaotic. Many poor men were forced to escape to the mountains. Naturally, they were innocent.
But no one is innocent, who can be a bandit who is proud and laughing at the land of thousands of miles.
What does Poison Dragon Town rely on to occupy one side?
How can we support hundreds of strong and strong bandits who are not good at giving birth and will only fight bravely and the women and children they robbed?
What can we make the villagers who regard land as their lives give up the place where their ancestors live?
"Brothers, fight with him!"
"Run out! Even if you die, people will know the courage of our Poison Dragon Village!"
"Even if I die, the leaders will take off this kid's head and take revenge on us!"
...
There is no room for relief.
With the big man roaring, the bandits from Poison Dragon Town were waving their swords like forests and rushing to death.
boom!
Yang Yu took a deep breath, and only a little under his feet pulled out the terrifying sword light, and rushed into the siege of a group of bandits.
Strong and firm~~~
In an instant, the sound of gold and iron clashing loudly.
Yu Yang took a step and drew his sword.
The huge energy provided by the ribs and tendons made him unable to stimulate blood and internal energy, his killing power surpassed ordinary people like tigers.
Superman's five senses made him feel extremely clear about everything around him.
When the two are superimposed, they will burst out with extremely terrifying damage.
Shouting, roaring, wailing...
The fight seemed to have entered a white heat from the beginning, and then came to an extreme speed.
It seemed that in just half an hour, the inside and outside of the Poison Dragon Town was in a mess, with blood everywhere and corpses everywhere.
The colder colder than the mid-winter made the bandit leaders such as Lan Yushu feel cold. Looking at each other, they can see the other's uneasiness and horror.
laugh!
The snow-white sword curtain cut the dirty blood three feet away.
On the messy battlefield, the man was sweating in cold sweat, fighting with both sides. Looking at the boy who was holding a knife, he felt that there was nothing left in his courage.
He couldn't help but close his eyes and wait for death.
"Seven days."
Suddenly, the man who was looking for death closed his eyes and opened his eyes when he heard this.
"I'm in this Poison Dragon Town..."
Yang Yu shook off the blood on the blade, picked up the longbow, and walked into the Poison Dragon Town, which seemed to be in the cold current, with the bloodstain:
"Waiting for you to seek revenge!"
Wait for you to seek revenge!
Hearing this sentence, looking at the straight back, the man's heart not only did not have the joy of surviving, but was filled with coldness.
"He deliberately tried to provoke me, is it for my Poison Dragon Village?"
The man's heart was cold and he stood in a daze.
It was not until Zhao Qi, Jiang Du and others came to clean up the battlefield easily that he turned around and left with a bitter look on his face.
...
...
Dulong Town does not occupy a large area because it is only expanded into a village.
A straight official road is surrounded by various buildings. This road is the only way to bypass Nanshan.
Anyone who does not go to Nanshan will have to pay a large amount of tolls.
When Yang Yu walked into this town, the street was empty. The vendors before had already escaped, and many shops along the way were closed.
At first glance, there were only the dead leaves blown by the cold wind, and there was no trace of a person.
"I'm not afraid of bandits, I'm afraid of officials."
Yang Yu stopped on the streets, his eyes flashing.
But I knew that there were indeed not many serious people in this town, and it was a nest of thieves.
He walked towards the restaurant not far away with a closed door. In the restaurant, the waiters who were watching through the gap were frightened and looked like dirt.
But when he heard the knock on the door, he still trembled and walked forward and opened the door.
I have seen this person's killing method, but no one thinks that such a wooden door can do anything.
There were many people in the restaurant. When Yang Yu came in, his face turned blue. He wanted to escape but did not dare to move, so he could only bite the bullet and not look at him.
"This man..."
The waiter cried and was trembling:
"I, we are not, not the people from Dulongzhai..."
"Boil some hot water and add some meat!"
He took out a ingot of silver and Yang Yu went straight to the second floor.
Some diners in the hall immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and they all threw down their money, but did not settle the accounts, leaving directly, not daring to stop.
There are much fewer people on the second floor than on the first floor.
When Yang Yu found a guest room to wash, change clothes and then come up, there were fewer and fewer people, with only two tables of guests sitting in the corner.
Seeing that Yang Yu came up, the man dressed as a wardrobe bowed:
"I'm going to be the chief escort leader of the 'Ping' Escort Agency', Gong Yang Jing! I've heard about the decapitation sword Daming. When I saw it today, it's true that it's worthy of its reputation!"
"You're kind to the boss."
Yu Yang found a place to sit down and put down his bow and knife.
"Once Yang is very good at martial arts, he just offended the Dulong Village, so it would be better to leave this morning."
Gong Yang Jing didn't care that Yang Yu was cold and still sincerely advised:
"The strength of the Poison Dragon Village cannot be underestimated. Feng Sanxiao is not high among the eighteen leaders. Especially the Poison Dragon Village leader Sima Yang, who is famous for those two Golden Round Qingzhou."
"Thank you for the reminder."
Yu Yang nodded slightly, not very enthusiastic.
Seeing that Yang Yu was really not interested, Gong Yang Jing shook his head and stopped saying anything.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Not long after, the waiter came up with meat.
The slightly rich shopkeeper didn't seem to be so scared, and he brought a pot of rice wine with a smile:
"Official, this is home-made rice wine, I hope you don't dislike it."
"The shopkeeper doesn't seem to be afraid of me?"
Yang Yu shook his wine glass lightly, a little surprised.
The shopkeeper was so scared that he didn't dare to show his head.
"I heard from my friend that Mr. Yang, you killed the robbers and cleared the roadblocks along the way. Only then did the old man realize that he had misunderstood you."
The shopkeeper said apologetically.
Yu Yang didn't care, so he left behind the rice wine, took a few drinks, and nodded immediately.
He doesn't like drinking, especially the wine these days, which is bitter and astringent and has no taste, but this rice wine is different.
It is mellow and sweet and less spicy. It is better to say it is a drink than a drink, and he can still accept it.
Seeing that Yang Yu had drunk, the shopkeeper felt relieved and retreated with a smile.
After traveling for many days, he had just fought on his own. Yang Yu's appetite was very good. Although his eating habits were not ugly, he was also very fast. The waiter ran for a while before he could barely eat half full.
At this time, another guest came up on the second floor.
The guest wore a navy blue robe and a straw hat. He sat down by the window, took off his gourd and fed a few bites.
Suddenly looking at Yang Yu:
"This friend, if you have wine but not vegetables, may you borrow some meat?"
"Um?"
Yu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why might as well sit here?"
"readily!"
The guest took off his hat and Yang Yu couldn't help but look at him.
Only then did he know why he had to wear a hat.
Nothing else, this person looks really good.
But it is not a feminine beauty, but a masculine look like a knife and an axe. Combined with his slender figure, it is extremely eye-catching.
As soon as he sat down, he had already bowed to sign up:
"Bai Longxuan, Lu Wanchuan! Brother Yang's fight really made Lu admire him."
"It's just some bandits, not worth mentioning."
Yang Yu smiled and replied with a gift, but his heart moved.
Bai Longxuan is one of the few major sects in Qingzhou that have excellent martial arts skills. There are also many disciples and their strength is far beyond the Iron Sword Sect.
He has also seen Lu Wanchuan's name in the information of Liusanmen.
It seems to be of great reputation.
"The Poison Dragon Village is not a small character."
Lu Wanchuan shook his head slightly:
"Sima Yang Wu is not weak and has very good skills. Whenever people in the martial arts world pass by, they are very polite. They have some friends in Qingzhou."
"Wealth has moved people's hearts since ancient times."
Yang Yu's tone was plain:
"There are not many people who can see through it, such as you, there are quite a few."
From Lan Yushu and others, he knew a lot of the so-called rules on the Green Forest Road.
For example, a letter of fame.
For example, if you don’t intercept your fellow men, you will be escorted to the prisoner when you encounter a yamen runner, you will need to rescue him or her.
"Well…"
Lu Wanchuan's tone stagnated, and his smile suddenly became stiff:
"Brother Yang was joking."
Yang Yu poured himself into his own drink, his tone was cold:
"Do you find it funny?"
"Why should Brother Yang be so aggressive? The Dulong Village may have some hindrance to the local area, but Sima Yang is generous and has made many acts of saving his fellow workers in the world.
Or some places are not doing well, but they are also a hero in the Green Forest."
Lu Wanchuan's face darkened, and he squeezed out a smile:
"Qingzhou is corrupt and the government is unrighteous. Brother Yang really doesn't consider leaving a way out for himself?"
"The wine and food are almost cold."
Yang Yu lightly buckled the table, interrupted Lu Wanchuan's words, and signaled him to move his chopsticks.
"What does these wines and dishes taste like? Why not go to Dulong Village with me and have your own wine and delicacies and delicacies."
Perhaps seeing that Yang Yu did not attack, Lu Wanchuan's attitude was better:
"If you want to go to Nanshan to Qingzhou, you can also be unobstructed. If you don't have enough money, I will make up for it for you! In this way, it is not good to turn swords into jade?
Even if you are obsessed with the officialdom and have no friends on the Green Forest Road, you can't continue to do it!"
Yang Yu sighed lightly and put down his chopsticks:
"If you don't eat this meal, you won't be able to eat it in the future."
"Um?"
Lu Wanchuan's heart was thrilled and he had retreated several feet later.
He held the sword, his eyes cold:
"Yang Yu, you have thought about it."
"In my hometown, there is a saying that I didn't care much about, but the more I thought about it over the past few years, the more I felt it made sense."
Yang Yu slowly wiped his palms and slowly held the knife.
"What's the matter?"
Lu Wanchuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Zheng!
The sword sounds like a dragon's roar resounded throughout the restaurant.
Chapter completed!