It feels really good to be ignored and take advantage of the opportunity to attack.

This is how Xin Zhuo felt, and then he added in his heart: This situation is stable!

A seventh-level master was seriously injured due to carelessness. If he hadn't self-destructed in movies and TV shows, stimulating his true energy to improve his martial arts in a short period of time, he might not be able to fight anymore.

"Tick tock, tick tock..."

Red blood dripped down the skirt of his clothes, and a mass of internal organs was squeezed out of the wound where the broken clothes and flesh and blood were mixed.

The groom immediately pressed the wound tightly and squeezed back the internal organs. His face was pale, his brows were furrowed, and he stared at Xin Zhuo with great confusion. No matter how he observed at this time, he still could not see Xin Zhuo's state.

I have been practicing martial arts for thirty-five years and am in the seventh-level realm. Even if I fight against a seventh-level master, I can fight several times. Ordinary people, let alone hurt themselves, even if they stand and let them chop me, they will not be able to break me.

Why did a man with a golden body and hard skills get injured by the broken knife of a yellow-haired kid?

No! This sword is definitely not a borderless sword!

"How did you do it?"

The blood was flowing more and more, and the coachman's voice was a little weak. As he spoke, he moved his feet lightly and slowly approached the carriage. The sword in his right hand was neither up nor down. He was full of caution. There must be something in the carriage that he was extremely worried about.

Xin Zhuo thought for a while but didn't answer. He was here to rob. No matter how he explained it, it didn't seem to fit the situation. After all, the villain died because he talked too much.

Moreover, he took two steps closer to the carriage. He was curious about what was in the carriage, property or people?

"Guard!"

Seeing Xin Zhuo approaching, the groom was wary of Da Sheng and roared urgently.

The six mounted guards in the fierce battle immediately forced back Cui Ying'er's five men, and charged towards Xin Zhuo on their prancing horses.

Horses borrow strength from people, and people borrow horse power. The momentum is still very intimidating, and Xin Zhuo couldn't help but take a few steps back.

However, Cui Ying'er and the other five were all tough bandits who had committed robberies all year round. At this time, they were free and saw the opportunity and headed straight for the carriage.

"You bastard, how dare you!"

"Fuck you! Die!"

The groom wanted to stop him, but his injuries were too severe, and his internal organs were blocked. He couldn't use any of his tyrannical and cunning skills, so he was forced back by the random swords and swords of the five people.

Cui Ying'er jumped onto the carriage shaft and waved her whip: "Drive! Let's go!"

The five bandits left their master of martial arts with a clear conscience and drove away in a carriage.

But the six knights who wanted to catch up were entangled by Xin Zhuo.

That’s right! It’s entangled!

Xin Zhuo swung two lame but cruel and strange knives, and easily chopped the faces of four horses into pieces. The four horses were frightened, and the six horses collided and became a mess.

The six mounted guards also reacted quickly. They quickly jumped off their horses, slashed at Xin Zhuo with their swords, and yelled: "Bold thief, die!"

The coachman, who was leaning against the rock while clutching his stomach and looking increasingly pale, watched the carriage disappear from sight, with a look of despair on his face. Then he looked at the besieged young man, and finally saw clearly the young man's knife.

The start was clumsy, the midway was changeable, the sword fell strangely, the blood energy was just beginning to appear, and he was in the eighth level, but the momentum, form, intention, and strength of the sword technique had all reached a certain peak, even better than those famous martial arts figures.

His eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of shock and horror. He had not lost unjustly: "My lord, please stop! You have something to say!"

late!

"puff……"

"ah……"

Three of the mounted guards died on the spot, their bodies cut into two pieces, and the other three mounted guards were stunned to the spot, their bodies trembling.

The scene was very bloody and cruel!

Xin Zhuo was also stunned. This was different from a fight between bandits. The bandits were full of evil and were used to seeing life and death. They would kill without any burden. But this time it was robbery. It was very immoral in itself. Why hurt innocent people?

His intention was never to kill!

But, he couldn't hold it back.

"I'm so sorry! I don't know how to handle martial arts lightly!"

Xin Zhuo apologized and turned around to run away.

Watching Xin Zhuo go away, the three mounted guards who had a chance to escape calmed down and said anxiously to the groom: "Mr. Xu Da, the lady has been kidnapped, what should I do?"

The groom was extremely weak: "Quick! Go to Fucheng and notify the people to catch the thief here!"

…

Full of self-blame, Xin Zhuo ran while thinking about integrating a set of martial arts that would not kill people. This had nothing to do with the mercy of Our Lady, but it was just that some people did not deserve to die, and it was not good to be deprived of their lives for nothing.

Ahead is the road up the mountain. Only the carriage is abandoned on the roadside. There is nothing in the carriage. The horses and Cui Ying'er are not there. They must have gone up the mountain.

Don't worry about yourself.

Climbing up the Yangchang Mountain Road, we returned to the village when the last trace of light on the horizon disappeared.

In the yard, two horses were tied up in the corner, and Huang Dagui, Bai Jianxi and Han Jiulang were sorting the trophies.

Ten ingots of gold, a set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones, six or seven sets of men's and women's brocade robes, a sword, two knives, a huanghuali pipa instrument, and a bunch of large and small gift boxes.

Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang were in the kitchen, excitedly opening packages of candied fruits, preserved fruits and dried meat, preparing for dinner.

"The big boss, you're a fat fucking yo-yo!"

Seeing Xin Zhuo coming back, Huang Dagui came up to greet him, rubbing his hands, his eyes shining brightly, he was so mean and mean, he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, but his voice was inexplicably lowered.

"Brothers, just be happy!"

Xin Zhuo's strong moral values ​​from his previous life filled his mind, and he was still blaming himself for hurting innocent people. He sat aside in a daze with no interest.

Unexpectedly, Huang Dagui joined in with his thieves again: "Well... the boss, go back to the house and take a look. We have snatched a wife from the village for you. She is so handsome. She and you will definitely work together, they are a perfect match."

"

Xin Zhuo looked up at Huang Dagui and automatically ignored his wrong choice of words: "You also robbed someone?"

"It's a disaster, beauty. You're so handsome, you're so pretty." Bai Jianxi and Han Jiulang also came over in a humble manner, as if they were asking for credit and reward.

Xin Zhuo rubbed his eyebrows, stood up and walked to his house. The lights were on, reflecting a graceful figure. He seemed to be standing in the middle of the house, motionless.

He breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the door, looked at the people inside, and couldn't help but be startled.

The girl in the house is twenty-nine years old. She wears a white silk skirt, a bun with clouds, and waist-length black hair. She has a graceful figure, a straight back, skin like gelatin, eyebrows like distant daisy, and cherry lips like vermilion.

Especially a pair of beautiful autumn eyes, which are now a little more graceful and frightened due to the huge changes, I feel pity for them.

I have been in this world for a while, and the women I have seen are not normal. Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang are bandits, and the nun and the princess are monks. This is the first time for such a beautiful girl to coexist with a ladylike temperament.

See.

What should I say?

"Hello!" Two words blurted out.

The woman didn't pay attention. When she saw Xin Zhuo coming in, she immediately moved lightly and took two steps back. A sharp dagger in Qian Qianyu's hand was pressed against her snow-white neck. Her eyes were full of determination and rejection.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not a good person!"

Xin Zhuo felt a little embarrassed, turned around and went out, closing the door.

"How's it going?" Huang Dagui and the others came up to each other again, with teasing expressions on their faces.

"Have you asked about the identity of this woman?" Xin Zhuo asked.

The other party looked like a girl from an extremely wealthy family.

"No, you didn't ask?"

Huang Dagui grinned, showing his yellow teeth, "We were ready to abandon her earlier, but she looked beautiful, so we kidnapped her and made her the wife of the boss. We don't want to be rude, so we just came.

She is locked in your room and has never been touched."

"I know!"
Chapter completed!