The Book of Troubled Times Chapter 50

  Chapter 50 Borrowing Your Head

  Zhao Changhe held back the anger of failure, with the remnant violence of Blood Fiend still in his eyes, and strode towards the trap.

This is a trap in the village. It is right next to the Martial Arts Field. Zhao Changhe asked someone to dig it himself, saying that no one would have thought that there were traps in such a place, and Yue Hongling was listening nearby... Unexpectedly, it was this trap that caught him. fish.

However, Yue Hongling later asked people to remove all the thorns from the traps in the village, and they were only used to trap the enemy. Even if the night raider is lucky now, he might have been sieved by the thorns below, so how could there be a stalemate? …

  Zhao Changhe came to the side and saw that a group of gangsters surrounded the deep pit with spears in their hands, poking down the pit, the sword light in the pit was shining, no matter how many spears were stabbed down, they would not be able to hurt a single hair below.

  The opponent's sword seemed to be a precious sword, and many spears were cut off as soon as they were stabbed, leaving only a bare half of a short stick in his hand. But there were too many people, and the opponents couldn't get out even if they stabbed one after another.

  Zhao Changhe was very speechless, just judging from this picture, it's really **** pecking at each other.

   Trapped people in a trap, is this all you guys do? After tossing and tossing for half an hour, are you still poking here?

The same goes for the one below, judging from the swordsmanship and the sword, it should have been inherited by a master, and it feels like there is also an inner family practice of the second or third level of the profound entrance. Shouldn't you be the first to notice that you are wrong when you step on a trap with this kind of practice? Leap away with light work? How could this fall into the pit, you were spoiled by the sword energy in your body just like Yue Hongling?

   Is this experience and resilience against the enemy taught by dogs?

   "Boss!"

   "The boss is here!"

   "Look at how arrogant this little girl is!"

   A group of people made a way for Zhao Changhe to pass by. In such a short gap, the sword energy was broad and cold, and they rushed straight out, almost getting out of trouble.

  A blood moon suddenly appeared, and the sword light came from the sky. With a loud "clang", accompanied by a slight muffled hum, the sword light fell back into the pit again.

  Zhao Changhe stood by the edge of the pit and looked down. A little girl looked up and glared, with dissatisfaction and fear in her eyes.

  The little girl looked miserable, she was drenched in water, dripping from her head and face, she seemed to have fallen into a pit and touched a mechanism, and was splashed with ice water. No matter how warm spring is in February, it is still cold. Is her practice enough to bear it?

Zhao Changhe was full of irritable emotions at this time, and he didn't bother to think too much, so he said directly: "There are two ways for you, one, continue to resist, let's roll a big rock over and push it into the pit, and you can turn into spring mud to protect the flowers .”

  The little girl froze in dissatisfaction.

   It's over, I thought I could last for a while, my brother will definitely find me when he finds himself missing, but this...

  The gangsters next to him were blushing.

   After a stalemate for half an hour, it turned out to be that simple.

  Zhao Changhe continued: "Second, throw out your sword and surrender. I need a Mrs. Yazhai."

  The girl's face was flushed, and she said angrily: "You crush me to death! I would rather die than surrender!"

   "Tsk, I'm not very capable, and I have a good temper." Zhao Changhe began to untie his belt: "See, your swordsmanship hasn't reached the point where you can't get out of it. You didn't have time to pee when you got up at night, so I'll see you off first."

  The girl was dumbfounded: "You're obscene! No, wait, wait a minute..."

"Um?"

   "Don't pee! I, I surrender."

   Surrounding bandits: "..."

  Why didn't we think of this trick?

   No, how could this trick be useful?

  The girl muttered: "You, you can't touch me, I'm from the imperial court."

  Did this little girl just come out of some golden nest to play? So naive.

   People from the imperial court? Coincidentally, we are bandits, and we are playing with people from the imperial court.

  Looking at the sword that the little girl flung out feebly, people have already filled in their minds with countless plots of Xiao Huangwen's story.

  The people of the imperial court are somewhat useful to Zhao Changhe, but not very useful, but the girl's innocence made him want to laugh, and the irritability and violence just now subsided a lot.

  He picked up the girl's sword and looked at it for a while: "Go back, do what you should do, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

  People dispersed with winks, Zhao Changhe touched the girl's acupoints, and picked it up: "Let's go, little girl, follow me into the house."

   "You can't take me as Mrs. Yazhai." The girl said angrily, "When my brother comes, I will slaughter all your cottages!"

"Yo, there is a backstage, right?" Zhao Changhe was really funny: "Come on girl, I'm not a good person, but I'm not a lo*ic*n either. I'm not interested in your fleshless figure, but I just haven't seen it in the court. Man, there's something I want to know."

  The girl regarded death as home: "If you ask me, I won't say anything."

   "Chick." Zhao Changhe sneered and untied his belt.

  The girl's expression changed drastically: "How dare you!"

   "Didn't you ever think about it when you surrendered, although this thing won't be sprinkled on your head, it will change its position?"

   "You are obscene! Shameless! Shameless!"

  Of course, Zhao Changhe just wanted to scare him. Seeing this, he was about to increase his size, when there was another knock on the door: "Boss, boss!"

  Zhao Changhe frowned: "What's the matter?"

   "The rudder master Fang came and said that if someone from the imperial court is captured, the cottage is not allowed to deal with it without authorization and must be handed over to the sub-rudder. This is the rule."

"Damn it!" Zhao Changhe sneered: "Can he fly? He came so fast? It must have been reported to him half an hour ago. It is clear that he came here on purpose to grab a woman from me. You know you're from the imperial court, how about pretending to be a mother?"

  Do not dare to speak outside the door.

   "Okay, where is he?"

   "It's on the mountain road, almost to the stockade."

   "Understood, I will bring this woman there."

  There was no sound outside the door.

  Zhao Changhe turned his head and glanced at the girl, who looked at him with a pale face.

   "Heh, do you know what the end of surrender is?" Zhao Changhe pulled her out and walked all the way to the gate of the village.

   "Zhao Changhe! I thought you were a man in vain! You are not worthy of... eh?"

   Before she finished speaking, the girl found that her acupoints had been unlocked, and the confiscated sword was put back into her hand.

"Are you a fool, who told you that there is only one door in the cottage? This is the back door!" Zhao Changhe waved his hand: "Go, as stupid as you are, practice with Tang Shouzuo for another three years before you come out to carry out the mission. All the bandits here are as easy to talk to as I am."

  The girl looked at him stupidly: "You...do you know who I am?"

   "Isn't it from Tang Shouzuo?"

"Yes."

"That's it." Zhao Changhe said impatiently: "Whoever sent you, I will not do such a low-level thing. Originally said that I was a member of the court, but I planned to ask you something. Since the time is not right Forget it, get out, I still have work to do, don't waste my time here."

  The girl said: "You, your rudder master has four levels of entrances, but you haven't broken through the third level. You released the imperial captives privately, and he found out, what should you do..."

   "Huh? Are you awake now?" Zhao Changhe laughed out loud: "Okay, I have my own opinion, just don't get in the way here."

  The girl lowered her head, pursed her lips and muttered for a while, then suddenly took out two wet pills from her pocket: "This pill will help you break through the third level. Thank you, I, I will find someone to help you right away!"

   After finishing speaking, he stamped his feet, turned around and flew away. He also seemed to know that his level was just a hindrance, so he went to rescue the soldiers.

  Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment. This lightness skill is elegant, graceful and swift. He must be from a famous family. Which famous family would let such a naive child come out to send it off. It's really... wait... Cui Yuanyong has a younger sister from a famous family nearby.

  He looked down at the elixir in his hand speechlessly, is it the medicine from the Cui family?

  Put it on the tip of your nose and smell it lightly, and soon feel a touch in the dantian.

Obviously, this is the pill of the inner family, which is helpful for Xia Ji Ba Lian, not the blood evil art... But for the time being, he is using Xia Ji Ba Lian as an auxiliary and booster for the blood evil art, isn't it? Can also try?

  No matter what, Fang Buping came to the door.

  Zhao Changhe swallowed a pill with his head raised, let the breath of the dantian start to spin, and strode towards the Juyi Hall.

  Wang Dashan and others were setting up wine and dishes in the hall to welcome Fang Buping to come and guide them. When they saw Zhao Changhe coming in, they were all taken aback: "Boss, where is the woman?"

  Zhao Changhe walked forward seemingly casually, and said with a smile: "I'll talk about the women's affairs later, I want to borrow something from you."

  Wang Dashan didn't know what it meant, and said with a smile: "Look at what you said, just take whatever the boss wants, why don't you borrow it? I don't know what you want?"

   "I want to break through the third level of the blood evil skill, everything is ready, only the blood evil energy is needed to boost it." Zhao Changhe said, and suddenly pulled out the steel knife: "I'm here to borrow your head to use it!"

   "Shua!"

  The sword light flashed, and the blood gushed out.

  Wang Dashan's head flew up, and his eyes were still frozen in astonishment and disbelief in mid-air.

  He, how dare he?

  The rudder master Fang has arrived...

  The whole audience was horrified, looking at Zhao Changhe's undisguised violent blood, everyone's hearts were trembling, and their legs were trembling.

   "Boom!" Zhao Changhe looked at his dantian. The elixir just now had a terrifying effect. He hadn't planned to break through the third layer of Tanzhong acupoint in the Neijia's entrance, but at this moment, it broke through.

  At the same time, the person sent out murderous intent, and the **** aura surged up the heart, and rushed straight to the Lingtai.

  The inner family zhenqi that had just broken through was decisively mobilized, and merged with the blood evil qi, and the fascia burst through in severe pain.

Zhao Changhe raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, covering up the intense pain of the breakthrough, then smashed the plaque of the Juyi Hall with a knife, and left laughing: "It is useless to talk about practicing the way but not righteousness, and it is said to gather righteousness without righteousness! There will be a later date! "

  (end of this chapter)

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