Chapter 255： Ru Ma

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At noon five days later, the sun was shining and Li Hanyan went to Niutouzhai alone.

Upstairs are the two old men, one snoozing against a railing, and one squatting and swallowing clouds.

Although they were old, their eyes were not dim, and she saw them as soon as they appeared.

"Girl, why are you here, hurry up!" Exclaimed the old man who swallowed the clouds.

His words were abrupt, and Zhaimen quickly rushed out of a young man with a sword in his hand, stronger than the handsome youth of five days ago, and his appearance was somewhat different. Li Hanyan guessed that they were brothers.

He rushed over without saying a word and stabbed with a sword.

Li Hanyan did not evade, he drew his sword to meet his sword, and suddenly the sword light skyrocketed, turning it into a ray of electric light and hitting the youth.

The handsome young man flashed sideways and stabbed out.

Li Hanyan was hit with a sword on his back, his body was stagnant, and another sword was turned. The sword light soared and the speed was like electricity.

The handsome young man saw her stagnation, overjoyed, straightened her sword and stabbed her, to kill her to take revenge for her brother.

Unexpectedly, Li Hanyan's sword was two points faster than before, and he could not avoid it.

"Oh!" The head flew up, blood spurted like a fountain.

Li Hanyan turned pale, resisting vomiting, and turned to run.

"Where to go!" Zhaimen rushed out of the room with a quick speed.

Li Hanyan did his utmost to escape, but he was just like a snail in front of him. In a blink of an eye, he reached behind Li Hanyan and printed it.

"Woo ..." Daoguang skyrocketed and was cut again.

The middle-aged man turned aside and avoided lightly. The coldness at the tip of the knife surprised him.

Such a superficial woman, this knife is so powerful. It's simply beyond imagination. This set of knives is too powerful. Must get it!

With this heart together, he stopped killing him, and printed it on Li Hanyan's right shoulder.

Li Hanyan fell to the ground with a long knife, desperate, and turned and ran.

"Bang!" The middle-aged man sealed her hole with a finger, unable to move.

The middle-aged man is tall and handsome, and he strokes his jaw and looks at Li Hanyan: "Little girl, what kind of knife are you doing?"

"Unknown knife method!" Li Hanyan hummed.

She could turn her head and look forward. I didn't see Chu Li, knowing that Chu Li would not shoot.

"No need to watch, no one can save you!" The middle-aged man smiled: "Our people have sneaked around, your companion is probably dead!"

Li Hanyan sneered.

She was so confident that she never believed they could kill Chuli.

"Okay, let's make a deal." The middle-aged man smiled wistfully: "As long as you hand in the set of the swordsmanship, I will let you go, otherwise, I will get you back to the village. You can only Man play, kill you if you play enough! "

"Huh!" Li Hanyan stared at him stubbornly.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "By that time, you can't even die! ... Think about it, is it going to be played by hundreds of men. Or will you hand over the sword?"

Li Hanyan turned around and looked around. Some despair, Brother Du was too cruel. Don't want to die again!

"It seems you are not dead." The middle-aged man sighed. "Well, then go to the wall!"

He mentioned Li Hanyan fluttering back to the Zhaimen.

The old man who swallowed the clouds and laughed at the walled house laughed and said, "Boss Qi. You shot fast and grab such a beautiful girl!"

"Lao Huang. Smoke less!" The middle-aged man said angrily: "Be careful on the smoke pot!"

"Don't panic in my heart for a day, but this little girl is very mysterious, so greet and ask!" Lao Huang laughed.

"I still use you to say!" Boss Qi laughed, "How many men are there to wait, and I'm afraid she won't say?"

Said that he carried Li Hanyan lightly into the village, entered a hall, where five men sat in the hall, looking curiously at Li Hanyan.

"What about that guy?" Qi Old Avenue: "Kill?"

"Run away!" A thin, middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, "It's not slippery, it's a good job, but unfortunately, I left such a little girl and ran away!"

Li Hanyan frowned at them.

Since she died once, she has the courage to face the five fierce men without fear, but when she dies, she is not so afraid.

"The brothers of the Chang family died unjustly!" Boss Qi sat on the teacher's chair and looked at Li Hanyan who was standing in the center: "This sword is really evil. Look at her cultivation, but you just practice martial arts? Brothers are the day after tomorrow! "

"It's a good knife!" The thin middle-aged smiled. "Don't she say that? Okay, I'll talk to her well."

He stood up, came to Li Hanyan, looked at her handsome face, and shook his head: "It's a pity! ... We have the best way to greet women. The most common way is to sit on a wooden donkey. Tied to the crossbar, fixed her struggling, then let her sit on the tip of the gun, insert the tip of the gun from below, go up to the intestine, into the maggot, avoid happiness, and insert it into the throat. It wo n’t die until you get out of your head ... but we will insert it little by little, one day at a time, and we wo n’t wear it until nine days later. ”

Li Hanyan glared at him angrily, and he was so cold that he really wanted to be tortured so much better than die early!

The thin middle-aged sighed: "In these years, there is no one and eighty for such a dead man, it is pathetic, eh ..."

"Let's do it, old season." Qi Lao Da Dao: "You look good and kind, not all of you!"

The thin middle-aged man looked at Li Hanyan with a smile: "Little girl, there are other ways, pierce your ears, put a bug in it, let it go into the brain, and it will be so painful that it will die. and also……"

"Shut up!" Li Hanyan exclaimed angrily: "You **** it!"

"Well ... I feel boring alive, but God just doesn't accept me!" The thin middle-aged shook his head and laughed: "I can't help it, I can't kill myself, right?"

The appearance of Chu Liyu, a white robe, stood quietly in front of Li Hanyan and smiled: "See?"

"I want to kill them!" Li Hanyan resentfully said.

Chu Li reached out and patted her acupuncture point: "Your sword skills are not enough, otherwise you can make up for the lack of skill, and see how I exert!"

He has a long sword out of the sheath.

Seeing his sudden appearance, the bosses of Qi all changed suddenly, standing up, pulling up their swords and swords, and being dumbed in by people, it was definitely a master!

"Oh!" A flash of electricity flashed and a human head flew up.

Chu Li walks with ease, one step at a time, one head at a time.

Li Hanyan followed him step by step, feeling the calmness of his sword, and did his best to make a knife, and he did not practice properly.

Chu Li had instructed her, but she couldn't comprehend. At this time, she felt the calmness of Chu Li's killing, and she immediately understood ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Chu Li took her and killed Niutouzhai in one breath.

The old guy who swallowed the clouds and the fog was also killed, leaving only the one who had been snoring. The two drifted away and continued to Xueyuexuan.

Along the way, Chu Li kills people like hemp. When he sees the wicked, he kills. When he sees the evil faction, he pulls out.

He was ambushed dozens of times during this period. With a sword, he killed the ambush man cleanly, the white robe was still spotless, and no blood dripped on him.

Over the past month, Li Hanyan followed Chu Li, seeing more killings, he was also killing himself, and the sword was becoming more and more skilled, forming an instinct. One sword is the sword. It is powerful.

Her ability to kill was getting stronger and stronger, she was completely numb to killing, killing people like slaughtering pigs, and not treating people as people.

Suddenly one day, Chu could not go forward.

He found a wood and stayed there, built a wooden house, explained the Buddhist scriptures to Li Hanyan, taught her how to recite the scriptures, and asked her to chant an hour every day thereafter. (To be continued.)