Nightwatcher

"Quick, quick, they're ahead."

Several groups of people held torches and shuttled through the dense forest. They held weapons in their hands and ran wildly like the wind.

Among them, there are King Huai's spies, there are Dizong's monsters, and there are people from all walks of life who take advantage of the chaos in the streets and yearn for rewards with magic weapons. Of course, there are also members of the Wulin League, Mr. Liu and Rong Rong.

And part of them appeared to join in the fun, but were actually chivalrous men who planned to support Xu Yinluo.

Li Miaozhen and others held back the fourth-rank masters, but they couldn't stop all the corresponding subordinates and disciples.

A battle broke out in the small town. After learning about the situation, all parties subconsciously left the town to search for the "whereabouts" of Xu Qi'an and the mysterious son.

"Follow up quickly, if it's too late, Xu Qi'an will be beheaded by that person himself, do you still want the magic weapon?"

"Will it be a big taboo to kill Xu Yinluo?"

"What are you afraid of? I've already changed my face. There is no windfall or wealth. If you want to get ahead, you have to go the wrong way."

"That's right, the only problem now is that Xu Yinluo is likely to have been killed. Tsk, the two masters around that young master are extremely good."

"The landlord, the master of the Shenquan Sect, and the master of the Mo Pavilion have all stepped forward. You must also help Xu Yinluo later."

Rongrong tried her best to keep up with her homeowner and did not fall behind. Although the landlord can slow down the speed, she still has some difficulty.

Xiao Yuenu's figure was light, she kept jumping, and her voice was cold and cold: "Nine-color lotus is what we want in the Martial Arts League. Treasures are for those who are capable. gong"

Um? Rongrong looked at the landlord.

Xiao Yuenu smiled sweetly: "As for Xu Yinluo, there is only one Xu Yinluo. After many years of Dafeng, only one Xu Qi'an came out. It would be too boring to compromise here.

"So, hurry up and catch up. If you are late, Xu Yinluo will be in danger."

On one side is a mysterious young man who has two top level four servants and does not lack magical artifacts; on the other side is Xu Qi'an who stays in the town with all his companions and procrastinates, at most having only one assistant.

It is conceivable which side the balance of victory and defeat will tilt.

Rongrong laughed and nodded vigorously.

Following the fluctuations of the air mechanism, the deafening explosions, and the sound of strings fired from the bed crossbow, these groups of troops quickly arrived on the battlefield.

Rongrong suddenly noticed that the landlord Xiao in front stopped, and this stunning beauty froze obviously, froze in place, as if seeing something incredible.

Surprisingly, several elders in Wanhualou, including Rongrong's master, reacted exactly the same.

Rongrong's eyes passed over them, looking into the arena.

She immediately understood why, under the heavy night, a young man in a black suit with a high ponytail was holding a slightly curved narrow knife and a bloody head in the other hand.

That was a young man who was arrogant and rebellious in the daytime, and spent a lot of money.

He actually died? !

Rongrong's pupils shrank, and her rosy mouth opened slightly. This was different from what she thought, from what the host and most people thought.

People kept rushing out of the forest one after another and came to the side of the hillside, only to find that the battle had already been settled.

Xu Yinluo held the head of that mysterious, high-profile young man with a profound background, which brought a huge shock to everyone.

Xu Qi'an saw a group of people walking out of the dense forest, about a hundred people, belonging to different forces.

He raised his head in that direction, his eyes were as sharp as a knife: "Who wants to kill me?"

The crowd was silent, and no one dared to answer.

This includes the Taoist priests of Dizong, including King Huai's spies.

They had strong murderous intentions towards Xu Qi'an, but they didn't dare to stand up and seek death.

Xu Qi'an sneered, ignored it, and narrowed his eyes to examine the battle on both sides.

"He, he died at the hands of Xu Yinluo"

"Unfortunately, I thought how strong he was. With such a high-profile reward order, I have already made up my mind to risk Xu Yinluo's death."

"Bah, useless stuff."

Those scattered people who decided to take the risk had extremely complicated expressions.

And those who were worried about Xu Qi'an's scattered people and martial arts alliance felt relieved, and then, there was a sound of exclamation.

"Good kill, we underestimated Xu Yinluo, since he dared to take the initiative to kill him, he must have something to rely on." A man laughed loudly.

"I thought that all his companions stayed in the small town. As expected of Xu Yinluo, I was worried for nothing. Well, who is that white-clothed warlock, who is that beauty, and he can fight a fourth-rank martial artist so hard point."

"Don't be too happy, those two are the top four masters, as long as you can continue to hold on and wait for the arrival of our elders from the Dizong, it is still unknown who will die." A young disciple of the Dizong said in a deep voice.

His eyes were cold and full of malice.

A secret agent wrapped in a black robe said slowly: "Actually, it doesn't matter if he dies, but it will make those two masters retaliate desperately."

Xu Qi'an watched the battle with cold eyes, his thoughts changed sharply.

A quarter of an hour has passed, and in another quarter of an hour, the exhaustion of the world will be doubled because of the backlash of Confucian magic, and in the small town, only Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen have fourth-rank combat power , Lina and Master Hengyuan are far behind. The delay cannot be too long, it must be resolved quickly

But martial arts at the peak level of the fourth rank are too difficult to kill. I am afraid that they may not be able to tell the winner until dawn

Xu Qi'an's eyes flickered, and soon he had an idea. He held up Qiu Qian's head and mocked loudly:

"The so-called death of the master humiliating the subject, you two, your master's head was cut off by me, why do you still have the face to live in the world? Why don't you hurry up and apologize. Or, you want revenge? Then come, if you have the ability, kill me. "

The best way to provoke is to step on their pain and taunt.

In order to increase the effect and draw enough hatred, he deliberately put on a self-satisfied villain posture.

Sure enough, the two giants were furious. They also understood that it was extremely difficult to defeat a Jin Luo, a fourth-grade warlock. In comparison, killing Xu Qi'an was much easier.

And can avenge the young master.

At the moment, one disregarded the artillery bombardment, the other disregarded Jin Luo Nangong Qianrou's crazy counterattack, and even exchanged injuries for a chance to escape, one left and one right flanked Xu Qi'an tacitly.

I am the man on the right and left. Xu Qi'an's face is serious and calm. When two high-quality warriors killed him less than ten feet behind him at a speed that ordinary people's naked eyes can't catch, he read softly:

"I am behind the left envoy, imprisoned"

He quickly blew two reasonable cowhide, the figures disappeared, and the bodies of the two strong men froze slightly, but they were only froze, and the effect of confinement was not achieved.

But for Xu Qi'an, this opportunity, which he didn't even have in an instant, was a fighting opportunity that he had to seize.

Just in the gap between the left and right body's stagnation, Xu Qi'an appeared behind the left envoy, and threw out a yellow sword talisman in his hand.

Between heaven and earth, light flashed away.

The bodies of the left and right messengers were suddenly separated, the lower body was still running wildly, the upper body fell down, and the internal organs flowed all over the floor.

The lower bodies of the two collided with each other, and they both fell to the ground, their feet kicking feebly.

A few seconds later, there was a loud sound of the mountain collapsing from far away, and the power of Ren Zong Dao Shou's sword was so terrifying.

"you you"

Even if he was cut in half, Zuo Shi still didn't die, his eyes stared round, staring at Xu Qi'an full of hatred.

Xu Qi'an retreated knowingly, not giving them a chance to counterattack.

The vitality of the fourth-rank martial artist is extremely strong, as long as he is not dead, it is possible to kill him back. Xu Qi'an will not make low-level mistakes of getting carried away.

I have a prison guard as a backer, a big boss in my body, and a talisman sword from a kind-hearted aunt on hand. Who am I more afraid of than a backer? Qian's head was smashed into mud.

This stupid thing, even you, Prince Dafeng, is not enough for me.

The left eye makes the canthus tear apart.

Nangong Qianrou appeared in front of the Zuo Shi, and kicked his head off, cutting off his last chance of life. Then he turned around, raised his leg high, and stepped down violently, the head of the right envoy was also crushed.

Huh, the head snatching is not bad Xu Qi'an was completely relieved and smiled at him.

Nangong Qianrou didn't show a good face, but returned a sneer.

If Yang Qianhuan's joining was a coincidence, Nangong Qianrou was one of Xu Qi'an's trump cards and the core figure in his whole plan tonight.

The situation of three to two will definitely make Qiu Qian swear that he has the chance to win.

Qiu Qian's proposal to fight alone is the best proof.

Of course, if Qiu Qian didn't choose to fight alone, then Xu Qi'an would ask Nangong Qianrou to attack the right envoy. He and Yang Qianhuan cooperated, and the three of them worked together to kill the right envoy first.

With the hole cards in hand, the tactics can be flexible and changeable.

"There are quite a few magic weapons."

Nangong Qianrou took off the leather bags hanging on the waist of the left and right envoys, unfolded them, took a look, her wonderful eyes shined.

"One for each person, don't be greedy, give one to Yang Qianhuan."

Xu Qi'an also bent down to pick up Qiu Qian's leather bag and the Moon Shadow Sword.

After the three of them divided the loot, Yang Qianhuan put away all the cannons and bed crossbows on the scene, put his hands on the shoulders of the two, and stomped his feet lightly.

Disappeared in front of everyone.

After a long time, several tyrannical auras came, namely Secret Agent Tianji, Tianshu, and six Taoist priests of "red orange yellow green green blue".

When they saw the three people who were dismembered, they knew that the ending was irreversible.

Tianji suppressed his anger, and asked, "Why didn't the chief Daoist of the sect make a move?"

Daoist Chilian, the oldest one, said in a low voice: "Have you forgotten the mysterious strongman who appeared in Chuzhou? If the Taoist leader makes a move, will that mysterious strongman follow suit? The clone of the Taoist leader will be used to fight for the lotus seeds." .”

Tianji's expression froze.

The female spy, Tianshu sullenly said: "What are you three doing?"

Hearing this, Daoist Chilian became even more annoyed, gnashing his teeth: "The pavilion master of the Mo Pavilion and the guild leader of the Shenquan Gang stopped us. The vulgar warriors have rough skin and thick flesh, and are very difficult to deal with."

Tianshu stopped talking, glanced at the crowd by the dense forest, and sighed: "After tonight, this group of scattered people will never dare to be enemies with Xu Qi'an again.

"Many gangs in the Wulin League will also have differences because of this, and a large part will withdraw. The situation is not very good."

The lotus Taoist priests of the Dizong sank in their hearts.

Yueshi Villa.

The array pattern engraved on the ground lit up one by one, the clear light condensed, and the three figures manifested in the array.

Taoist Priest Jinlian, Aunt Bailian, and thirty-four Tiandihui disciples stood silently beside the formation. Seeing this, he immediately surrounded him.

Qiu Chanyi rushed to the front, and the girl's beautiful eyes stared at each other carefully: "Mr. Xu, what's the matter?"

After asking, she held her breath and looked nervous.

The other disciples also looked at Xu Qi'an nervously, waiting for his reply.

"Kill it!" Xu Qi'an nodded.

The cheers erupted in an instant, and the Tiandihui disciples had smiles on their faces, but tears in their eyes.

Qiu Chanyi looked at him happily, her eyes full of admiration.

Daoist Jin Lian asked, "These two fourth grades?"

Xu Qi'an nodded.

"That's good." The Taoist priest smiled.

"not good."

Xu Qi'an squeezed away the disciples and ordered: "Prepare the healing medicine, prepare meals, prepare hot water and clean clothes. Taoist priest, prepare to save me"

He staggered violently and fell to the ground.

Everyone was shocked, and the cheers stopped in the summer. They were shocked to find that Xu Yinluo's face turned pale, his eyes became cloudy, his skin became dry and dull, and his limbs twitched violently.

The breath fell off a cliff, and the heartbeat and breathing tended to stop.

This is a sign of death from exhaustion.

The backlash of Confucian spells drained the energy of "Sword of Heaven and Earth" and escalated to death from exhaustion.

Qiu Chanyi screamed and rushed to Xu Qi'an's side, her little face turned pale with fright.

Daoist Jin Lian stepped forward quickly, first checked his nose, and then took his pulse, and found that Xu Qi'an's internal organs showed signs of exhaustion.

Vitality is quickly lost.

"Go get the great tonic elixir, go get the blood ginseng that I treasured." Daoist Jin Lian issued a series of orders.

Nangong Qianrou leaned over, grabbed Xu Qi'an's other hand, and breathed in the energy continuously to warm and nourish his body.

The disciples of Tiandihui immediately took action, their faces were panicked and anxious, and the female disciples wiped away their tears in fear, fearing that Xu Yinluo would have an accident.

When Xu Qi'an woke up, it was late at night.

The night was quiet, and the chirping insects could be heard outside the screen window. The oil lamp was placed on the small wooden table, and the fire was like beans, dyeing the house with an orange halo.

He saw a beautiful woman in a white dress sitting at the table, with her bare hands resting on her cheeks, looking at him boredly.

"Hey, you're awake!"

The woman in the white skirt said.

The voice is not the sweet and crisp of a girl, but reveals a trace of laziness and coquettishness.

Xu Qi'an closed his eyes, opened them again, closed them again, and repeated several times.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"It may be that the way I opened my eyes was wrong. During my coma, the person guarding me was actually you."

"You open your eyes a thousand times, and you see me too."

Su Sujiao said angrily: "You don't like me here, do you, or, do you prefer that little girl who is crying and wants to stay and take care of you? Well, it's called Qiu Chanyi, right.

"Xu Qi'an, you are really good at it. Wherever you go, you will be in trouble for peach blossom debts. Are you a stallion in the countryside that is going to be used for breeding?"

"Actually, there are only a handful of women who have had in-depth exchanges with me and reached a friendship with Guan Bao." Xu Qi'an supported his tired body, sat up, and said in a bad mood:

"Why are you sitting there, pour me a glass of water, I'm thirsty."

Susu slammed him, but behaved very obediently, and immediately poured a glass of water.

"You can't think I'm the problem because I'm attractive and girls like me all the time. It's typical victim blaming."

Xu Qi'an relieved his thirsty throat, handed back the teacup to Susu, and asked, "Why are you guarding me?"

Susu sat by the bed, holding the teacup, and rolled her delicate eyes: "The master said that I am your concubine, my husband is injured, of course the concubine has to undress and take care of her by the bed.

"So I sent that Qiu Chanyi away and left me to take care of you."

Send away a beautiful girl and leave a paper man to take care of me. Xu Qi'an felt that Li Miaozhen had sinister intentions and asked:

"How long have I been in a coma?"

He clenched his fists, unable to use any strength, knowing that this was the aftereffect of his body being hollowed out.

But being able to make up for the shortfall within an hour and wake up, shows that a lot of panaceas have been used.

"Thank you Daoist Jinlian for me, you must have spent a lot of good things." Xu Qi'an smiled.

Susu tilted her head, curled her lips and said, "This world will be so poor that you will die. If you let them treat you, you will not be able to wake up tomorrow. It was the warlock with a brain problem who saved you."

"Brother Yang?"

Xu Qi'an was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that practicing medicine to save people, Taoist priests can't keep up with warlocks, so he nodded.

"However, the Heaven and Earth Association also tried their best and took the best medicine and blood ginseng to save you, but the warlock with a sick mind said: Taoist priests are Taoist priests, and poor people make people feel pitiful.

"Then, I will take out a elixir and feed it to you. I heard that it is as precious as the blood fetus pill." Susu said.

Warlocks are rich, and like Renzong, they are big dogs. Xu Qi'an made up the scene in his brain, and thought that Senior Brother Yang had a great time pretending to be serious this time.

One ring after another.

"Susu, I'm fine, you go out first. Well, stay outside and don't let anyone disturb me." Xu Qi'an ordered.

"I haven't become your concubine yet, so I'm just calling people around like this." Susu said unhappily.

"Go!"

Xu Qi'an patted her paper buttocks.

When Susu closed the door and left, Xu Qi'an took off the sachet at his waist, untied the knot, and released Qiu Qian's soul.

PS: After midnight, you will get double monthly tickets, please ask. thank you all.