Clothes were fluttering in the wind, the sound of hunting was heard, and a bright sword struck his face. The sword was extremely fast. Han Shixun seemed not to have expected that Zhu Wenzheng would suddenly strike. He turned to one side and seemed to be too late. But after all, he was an old man in the world, facing the enemy.

The experienced expert, among the stars and flints, jumped back, tapped the simple knife in his hand lightly, flipped backwards, and dodged the knife. If he had been slower, Zhu Wenzheng's single knife would have stopped him.

Cut off.

Although Han Shixun was lucky enough to escape the knife, he still broke out in a cold sweat. He knew better than anyone how dangerous the scene just now was. If the knife was delayed for a moment, the consequences would not be that he could stand here now. He was determined.

He calmed down, touched the cold sweat on his forehead, laughed dryly and said: "Commander, you are really good at swordsmanship and tactics!"

Zhu Wenzheng was slightly surprised when he saw that he had dodged the sword he had tried his best to dodge. He secretly sighed in his heart that Han Shixun was so skilled. He also aroused his desire to win. He kept using the sword in his hand and aimed at his armpit

He found the gap and immediately rushed forward with his sword, but said: "Your Excellency is so skilled, can you leave your name?"

Han Shixun chuckled and said: "Commander, don't you want to become my disciple? I just feel that I have lost a disciple to inherit the mantle?" Although he was speaking, his subordinates were not slow at all, swiping their swords to block the two of them.

You come and I go, just in this little firewood

A fight broke out in the room, with swords shining brightly, clothes flying, knives waving, chopping, and shouting. The small woodshed was bustling for a while, and only two simple knives could be heard, and sparks bursting out in the air.

It radiated everywhere, reflecting Mao Xiang's and Zhou Hongbo's frightened eyes.

The two of them never dreamed that Zhu Wenzheng, who seemed weak and weak, could be so skilled.

Du Ziyi, who was standing on the pillar, looked up and down, his heart pounding wildly, "I never thought he would be so brave for me!"

After a few rounds, Han Shixun was a little overwhelmed. Zhu Wenzheng's sword skills were fierce and vicious. Every move and every move was like a tiger descending from the mountain or an eagle attacking a rabbit. Under such an attack, whoever loses his ferocity first would be doomed.

Defeat, how could Han Shixun, who often traveled around the world, not understand this truth? So after several fights, he was at a disadvantage. After some calculations,

Then he started to think about quitting. Although his sword skills were extremely sharp, they were not vicious at all. Compared with Zhu Wenzheng's unstructured sword skills, his sword skills had more fixed moves, which restricted his hands and feet.

, it can be said that his ability to fight until now is due to his many years of experience in walking and facing enemies.

But experience is like luck. What is needed is human vision, intuition, and sharp body skills. To complete these, it requires a lot of physical energy. Therefore, after a few rounds, Han Shixun was a little out of breath.

Yes, he was ordered to spy on the information. Now that he has the information, he must not die before it is sent back. Although Zhu Wenzheng's sword skills are powerful, they are not enough to defeat him, but he has many soldiers under his command. If he is angered,

Zhu Wenzheng was attacked, and with an order, hundreds of people, hundreds of single swords, and thousands of feather arrows,

He couldn't handle all this alone. After some calculations, he immediately thought of retreating. He glanced sideways at the bed on the right. Under the candlelight, there were dead branches and leaves outside the window sill, and there were no guards guarding him. "Can you?

Escape in one fell swoop!"

Having made up his mind, he suddenly shouted loudly, dodged with one sword, and slashed hard with the sword. The "swishing" was three swords, and the light of the sword was extremely fierce. Zhu Wenzheng did not expect that Han Shixun still had the strength to fight in such a situation.

, without noticing for a moment, he was almost injured by the sword light again, and he jumped away in a hurry to avoid the sword technique.

"Good opportunity?" The three swords forced Zhu Wenzheng to take three steps back. Han Shixun immediately raised his energy and turned over. With a single swing of the sword, there was a "pop" sound. The window sill was smashed into pieces by the single sword. His body turned over like a pigeon.

, quickly jumped out of the window.

"Quickly, shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow...?" Mao Xiang and Zhou Hongbo gave the order. The soldiers standing around bent their bows and shot arrows. Hundreds of feather arrows were shot out, and in an instant the small window sill was shot all over the sky.

Raindance.

After the arrow was shot, Zhu Wenzheng jumped to the window sill first and took a look outside the window. He saw the arrow shot all over the ground. Under the moonlight, the shadows of the trees were whirling, and there was not even half a human figure anywhere.

"Girl in purple...?" Zhu Wenzheng looked out the window for a while, then turned around and saw Du Ziyi tied to a pillar. Mao Xiang glanced at Zhou Hongbo, who was like a wood, and Zhou Hongbo said "oh" and was busy.

He followed Mao Xiang out of the woodshed.

"Zi Yi...I'm sorry, I'm late, I made you suffer...?" Zhu Wenzheng rushed over and was about to tear off the rope tied to Zi Yi. In order not to be insulted, Zi Yi kept struggling, so he didn't

The young man's rope had penetrated deeply into his flesh, leaving bloody traces. Zhu Wenzheng touched it for a long time, but he didn't dare to start. It was not until Du Ziyi nodded hard that he carefully untied the rope with his trembling wrists.

, the obvious pain made Du Ziyi bite her gums hard.

Zhu Wenzheng gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, cut the rope with a knife, then took off his robe and covered the exposed spring beauty.

"Master Zhu...are you here to save Ziyi?" Du Ziyi, who was held in Zhu Wenzheng's arms, stared at Zhu Wenzheng with a pair of watery eyes.

Zhu Wenzheng nodded and said, "Well, are you okay now?"

There was a hint of tenderness and sweetness in Du Ziyi's eyes, staring at Zhu Wenzheng and saying: "Zi Yi is just a brothel girl, not worthy of an adult...? "

Zhu Wenzheng smiled faintly and said, "Isn't it worth saving?"

Although Du Ziyi didn't want to admit it, he still nodded vigorously and said, "Yes? Master Zhu, why?"

Zhu Wenzheng gently touched her cheek and said, "You should call me Mr. Zhu? Then I can get used to it?"

"Your Excellency, you haven't answered my question yet?" Du Ziyi stared at Zhu Wenzheng reluctantly.

Zhu Wenzheng's eyes were a little dodged, but when he saw Du Ziyi's clear eyes, he sighed in his heart and couldn't help asking: "Yes, she is just a brothel girl, why am I so anxious to save her? I just saw her miserable state.

appearance, for

Why do I actually feel a little distressed? Is it because she might reveal my secret about being a swinger? No, no, that's not the case. I just risked my life, was it just to save others? No... I should have some good feelings, right?

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