Just as he was hesitating, the constable couldn't hold himself back and revealed the truth. He opened up his jacket, revealing a thick layer of armor. He laughed, "The last few times we dealt with the Seven Fiends Demons, our brothers all had their hearts and livers ripped out. Their deaths were too horrible to look at. There's an order from above, so we can't just line up and wait to die, right? That's why I gave everyone armor. Let's meet him again. "Jiang Liechen laughed coldly," How childish. If I really wanted to, how could a piece of trash that's not even as good as cotton wool be able to resist me? "
Xuan Shuang's mind raced as he calculated, "He dares to talk big, so I can't look down on him. That's right, what's so great about wearing armor? Even the Golden Bell Canopy has a weak point, it's just that it's not easy for ordinary people to see through it. You're dressed like this, humph, you're just courting death! " Once he made up his mind, his confidence increased greatly. He copied Jiang Liechen's laughter and said, "Your superiors are really muddle-headed! Today, this young master will 'break through the armored soldiers'! "As he finished speaking, he aimed at the constable and rushed forward, his speed as fast as an arrow leaving the bow.
The constable didn't dare to meet him head on, so he jumped half a step to the side and raised his arm to block him. Xuan Shuang bent his waist and squeezed under the constable's open arm. Before he could run more than a few steps, he suddenly felt his collar tighten and his breathing abruptly stagnated. The constable reached out and lifted him up. He laughed, "What, Lord Baylor Ling, is your tactic to run around like a housefly?"
Xuan Shuang giggled. Taking advantage of his position, he lifted his heel and kicked the constable's back, propping himself up. When the constable turned around, he raised his arm and the dagger cut deeply into his throat. At the same time, he raised his arms in front of his eyes to block the fresh blood. His mouth still wanted to provoke him. He laughed, "You can wear armor all over your body, but your throat isn't protected. You can consider giving it a try next time. But don't blame me for not reminding you, with that hard armor around your neck, you'll be strangled to death! "
The man's eyes turned white, and he fell on his back. His Xuan Shuang also fell to the ground. However, when he was close to the ground, he covered his head with both hands and rolled to the side, reducing the impact of the landing by more than half. He continued to roll until he was in front of the bailiffs by the door. He raised his saber and chopped down on one of their ankles. The man cried out in alarm and fell forward.
Xuan Shuang calmly raised his dagger, positioned it properly, and smiled lazily. He watched as the man's "unprotected" throat was brought to the tip of the dagger, and he fell to the ground, dead.
Now that he had killed two people in a row, all the constables were shocked and terrified. They no longer dared to underestimate him. One of them, who looked like the leader, mustered up his courage and shouted, "Resisting arrest and injuring people is an additional crime! You lot, come with me to capture the Lord Baylor Ling alive! You guys go deal with the Seven Fiends Demons! " The bailiffs did as they were told, but there were a few of them who looked unhappy, complaining that their leader had left the difficult bone for them to chew.
Xuan Shuang's body was small and thin, but his movements were nimble. He relied on his speed to cut down several more people. The leader ordered in a low voice, "Seize his saber! Let's wait until he's unarmed and unarmed. Let's see what kind of skill this kid has! "
Xuan Shuang was so focused on moving and leaping that he did not notice that the people around him were gradually closing in on him. He waited until there was a gust of wind behind him as a large saber chopped down on his head. Xuan Shuang knew he was no match for the enemy, but he reacted instinctively and raised his dagger to meet the attack. 'Dang!' Sparks flew everywhere as the dagger was sent flying. Xuan Shuang also felt a sharp pain in the web between his thumb and forefinger, so he lost his grip. The man in front of him laughed wildly. He put away his saber and reached out to grab Xuan Shuang. Finally he remembered that Xuan Shuang was the Emperor's son. He could not afford to be punished if he injured him.
Xuan Shuang struck out with his palms. He did not have the slightest bit of hope in this attack; he was just trying to create momentum, hoping to intimidate the enemy a little bit. His palms were soft and powerless, but halfway through, he suddenly felt a vigorous force penetrating his back, passing through his elbow and straight up. His entire arm felt as if it was being burned by this surge of 'zhen qi'. In a panic he dodged the man's palm, but he could no longer resist the force and was almost pushed back.
He had already anticipated how powerful this internal energy would be. Sure enough, as soon as he got close to the man's face, the man's face was smashed and blood spurted out wildly. Xuan Shuang leaped back and turned around to meet another bailiff's palm. The man let out a blood-curdling scream as he was sent flying. He crashed into one of the tavern's earthen walls, but the force did not stop there.
Xuan Shuang rubbed his hands. Looking at the blood seeping out from his palms, he was half worried and half happy. He was not that naive to think that his internal energy had suddenly advanced greatly, but he knew that this was a cruel death. Therefore, he did not change his tactic. He continued to face the enemy from all sides, but he was very careful not to hit his vital points. He attacked the vital acupoints on the shoulders instead, making the bailiffs faint one by one. At this moment he sighed inwardly, thinking, "My heart is indeed not ruthless enough."
While Jiang Liechen was casually dealing with the bailiffs around him, his fingertips were either chopping or slicing the air. Continuous wails of pain and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground were heard. The noise was so loud that it was unbearable to listen to. During this time, from time to time his palm swept to the side, striking Xuan Shuang's back. A dark blue ray of light penetrated his body. Every time Xuan Shuang blocked the enemy's palm, a similar ray of light would appear from the tip of his arm.
Not too long afterwards, the ground was littered with corpses. Xuan Shuang let out a sigh of relief and ran to the corner to pick up the dagger that had been knocked away. Although a moment ago he had displayed his martial arts skills and killed those who were hit, he did not feel the slightest bit of joy. He did not know whether it was because of his own strength or because he was born with a bad taste for martial arts. As he crouched down, he looked at his bloodstained hands. Thinking about how many people had fallen on his hands, he was even afraid of his own hands.
Right at this moment, a bailiff near the door suddenly moved his finger. During the chaotic battle, he was swept by Xuan Shuang's palm. Although he fainted on the spot, his injury was not serious and he regained consciousness not too long after. Using the last of his strength, he moved his arm with difficulty like a small worm, wriggling forward. Every inch he moved forward, he would leave a trail of blood on the ground. Using all the strength in his body, he finally reached the door with great difficulty. Using the wall as support, he stood up with difficulty and ran out.
Xuan Shuang was in a daze for half a day. When he heard the noise behind him, he saw a bailiff with bloodstains all over his body stumbling away. Although he did not have the heart to do so, in the middle of a chaotic battle, whether or not he could protect himself was another matter. He absolutely could not allow anyone to escape alive and inform the bailiff. In his haste, he did not have the time to think carefully. He picked up the dagger and threw it at the bailiff's back. He did not care whether or not he had taken another life. His only thought was to get rid of this bailiff.
When people are fighting for their lives, they often have an unprecedented ability. That person, who was seriously injured, was still able to run away without a trace. Xuan Shuang was relying on his own strength. He only had a little bit of strength in his hand. The dagger stabbed into the door frame and stopped. It swayed several times before finally falling to the ground.
Xuan Shuang was so anxious that he stomped his feet. Seeing Jiang Liechen was still relaxed, he thought he had a card up his sleeve. He hastily said, "Aiya … Shifu, look, he ran away!"
Jiang Liechen did not lift his head. He coldly snorted and said, "Then go after him! Why are you still talking nonsense with me? "
Xuan Shuang's heart turned cold. He knew that Jiang Liechen did not intend to help him. Besides, this matter had nothing to do with face. Naturally, this devil did not have that much free time. But he still wanted to make one last gamble. He said, "Only disciple will go? I … I'm afraid I won't be able to kill him. "
Jiang Liechen disdainfully said, "What? Since you're my disciple, you can't even defeat a half-dead piece of trash? Go capture him alive and then come back to see me. "Xuan Shuang thought," But you've never taught me any martial arts. I'm just a figurehead. "But in the end, he did not dare to say it out loud.
Jiang Liechen lifted his eyelids and said, "With your current strength, if you don't go quickly, you won't be able to catch up. Even if he spills your secret everywhere, it won't matter. "
Xuan Shuang instinctively resisted. He thought, "As a disciple, it's only right and proper for me to fight against a strong enemy. But as a master, he doesn't have to help his disciple deal with a difficult problem." Although this matter was extremely unfair, it was still true. He bowed and said, "Yes, disciple obeys." Finished speaking, he did not stop. He quickly followed the trail of blood and chased after the man.
Running out of the restaurant, the main street was indeed empty. Fortunately, this street was perfectly straight, so all he had to do was follow it. Xuan Shuang did not dare to tarry. His legs were about to break from running. Finally, he arrived at a busy street. In front of him was a tall restaurant. There was an endless stream of guests coming in. There were a few small houses scattered around the corner, and the bloodstains also stopped abruptly here. He could not help but feel troubled. He looked to the left and to the right. He thought, "Great hermits hide in the city. If it were me, I would definitely choose a restaurant. "
But this matter was still quite troublesome. If he made the wrong choice, the delay would be enough time for that person to escape. But if he continued to waste time, he would not be able to reach a conclusion. After pondering for a moment, he finally decided to believe that his initial judgment was correct. Suppressing the impatience in his heart, he put on a leisurely expression and strolled into the restaurant.
He took a quick look around the first floor. Everybody was engrossed in eating, nobody paid much attention to him. Xuan Shuang's heart skipped a beat. He was afraid that he would make a mistake in his deduction. If that person was a servant for a day, he would be a servant for the rest of his life. He had not reached the profound realm of 'great hermits hide in the city'. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly noticed that there was something unusual about one of them. His back was stiff, as if he was extremely flustered. The hand holding the chopsticks was trembling uncontrollably.
Xuan Shuang's heart was filled with suspicion. He deliberately pretended not to notice and walked past him in large strides. "Pa!" He heard a crisp 'bang' sound. Looking back, he caught a glimpse of that person's hand covering his head and face. He looked flustered as he bent down to pick up something. Turned out he was so flustered that his chopsticks slipped out of his hand.
Xuan Shuang did not see the bailiff's appearance clearly, but he was able to guess seventy, eighty percent of it. Although he was standing opposite to the bailiff, he could not help but sigh on his behalf. "I didn't recognize you at first, but you had a guilty conscience and showed me your weakness. You can't blame me for this. It seems that when one does too many things with a guilty conscience, every word and action will be reflected. I must be extra cautious in the future. "
But the restaurant was full of customers. With so many people around, he had to be on guard against that bailiff's desperation. In order to save his own life, he might reveal his secret in front of everybody. If that happened, he would have to kill the bailiff to silence him. If his hands and feet were not clean, he might let another bailiff escape, and then he would have to chase after another bailiff. This situation would repeat endlessly. Besides, he did not want to kill too many people.
His mind turned and he came up with an idea. He quickly walked toward the counter and leaned on his side. He did not relax his vigilance toward that bailiff. At the same time, he took out a large ingot of silver from his pocket and placed it in front of the innkeeper. "Give me a plate of tofu. Add more oil and chili and make sure it's boiling hot. I just came from the Sichuan region. If the food isn't spicy, it won't taste good. Oh, and also give me a few steamed buns. They must be big, and the stickier they are, the better. "
When the innkeeper saw this large ingot of silver, his eyes widened. He hurriedly put it into his pocket and smiled more brilliantly than a flower. "Sir is too polite. A meal of steamed buns is just tofu. It won't cost that much. Ha ha … ha ha … "At the same time, he instructed the cook to use the best ingredients to properly entertain his Grandpa God of Wealth. Xuan Shuang felt disdain in his heart. "Even if it's the best ingredients in the world, it's still just a steamed bun or tofu. What's so rare about it? "
The innkeeper smiled apologetically and said, "Sir, the two side dishes will be delivered very soon. Do you have any other orders? "He knew that Xuan Shuang could not be so generous. Although he took out the silver ingot, he still had to ask for a small change. It would be better to first persuade him to order more food and wine. Whatever amount of silver he could covet would be good.
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