Chapter 560 (1/2)
Under the blood moon peak, in the hut, a big iron pot was steaming.
An old man walked shakily to the stove with dry firewood in his arms. From time to time, he bent down and coughed.
Beside some shabby wooden tables, two XueYue sect disciples in crimson cloak were drinking tea in boredom.
”I said, brother, what's the origin of the boy named Wuji that makes our blood moon peak like a great enemy?”
”It is said that the young Lord was planted in his hands many times when he was in Guiyang. Didn't that boy take someone to hit the blood moon peak last year? His sword technique is really powerful. If I hadn't been clever at that time, I would have died under his sword! ”
”But why did he oppose the blood moon sect? Can he still be the opponent of our sect leader ye? ”
”Lord Ye's divine skill is unparalleled in the world. How can a boy who doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth be the opponent of the leader?”
They chatted while drinking tea. The summer sun made the air a little muggy. Fortunately, in the mountains, the breeze kept blowing away a lot of boredom.
”In three days, the young Lord will marry the third lady of the earthly edge Pavilion. Hey, I don't know how Dugu Xue looks, but...”
”Even if it's a country and a city, it's also the blessing of the young Lord. You don't want it anymore. You dare to fantasize here.”
”I don't dare. I just envy the little Lord. The little Lord is romantic and has countless women around him, but I can still marry the third lady of the earthly Pavilion...”
At this time, a sharp sound of breaking the wind came, and a bamboo chopstick was inserted on the wooden table, leaving only half an inch outside.
They were suddenly surprised. At the same time, they turned around and saw the old man washing dishes and chopsticks with his back to them. One man angrily said, ”old man Qi, are you crazy?”
The old man ignored them, only coughed gently, turned around, picked up a teapot, took a large covered bowl, and walked tremblingly to a corner of the hut.
They turned around strangely. At this time, they were almost in a cold sweat at the same time!
At the wooden table in the corner of the hut, I don't know when I sat down with a young man with a beautiful face, white royal clothes and white skin.
He still held a fine steel fan in his hand, and the handle was two inches longer than the ordinary folding fan.
Old man Qi put down the teapot and cover bowl and asked, ”are the guests going to the Chenyuan pavilion?”
The young man calmly poured half a bowl of tea, shook it gently and said, ”this is the blood moon peak?”
Lao Qi said, ”exactly.”
”Then I came here.”
”Who is the guest? Why are you going to XueYue peak? ”
”You don't need to know who I am, but I can tell you what I do when I go to XueYue peak!”
When he spoke, he threw the tea bowl in his hand, and the tea bowl fell steadily on the table. Unexpectedly, it didn't spill at all.
The old man's turbid eyes suddenly shot. His seemingly old and slow body suddenly shot back like a frightened rabbit.
”I'm here to kill!”
The young man stood up slowly. With a gentle wave of the refined steel fan in his hand, he opened it with a ”wow”, and the edge of the fan was faintly lack of cold light.
”You want to die!”
Two XueYue sect disciples were surprised and reacted. They didn't expect that someone would dare to be so arrogant under the blood moon peak, and they were surprised for a moment.
”Shua Shua”, two steel knives came out of the scabbard, and two XueYue sect disciples separated, one left and one right, forcing the young man.
”This boy must be a helper from traceless. He dares to die alone!”
A man smiled grimly and chopped at the young man with a steel knife pocket in his hand.
With a wave of the steel fan, the shadow of a fan was like the wind. The knife in the hand of the disciple of the blood moon sect stayed in the air. When the blade was less than three inches away from the young man, he suddenly lost his figure in front of him. Then the throat was cold, the whole body immediately lost its strength and stood stiff. For a moment, the steel knife in the hand fell to the ground, and a blood arrow spewed out of the throat.
Another disciple of XueYue sect had already cut off with a knife, but he soon regretted it.
The young man folded the folding fan in his hand, sank and pulled, and then he felt a sharp pain in his waist, which made him weak and sweaty, and involuntarily hooked down.
Then a white shadow passed in front of him. While watching his companion fall slowly, his throat also spewed blood.
Both of them had a broken throat!
The old man retreated more than three feet. A thin and dark hand grabbed on the stove, a red light shone, flew up with burning firewood, and ten thousand sparks flew to the young man.
The young man looked cold, hit his left hand on the wooden table and flew sideways. It seemed that he was afraid that Mars would stain his clothes, and he could not tolerate any dust to stain himself.