The weather is dark, there is a light rain drifting in the air, and a dense line of needles and needles shuttles between heaven and earth.

The pressure of Yun Yin Cloud was a little low but it didn't seem to be depressed. The air was filled with water vapor and wet the pedestrian's nose.

On the Weishui River outside Xianyang City, a man in a drenched suit stood there, with a slender black sword without a sword on his waist.

The shadow of Wu Douyu covered the man's face, and the rain slid down Douyu, ticking on the ground.

The surface of the Luan River was connected by water, and the rain splashed on it.

The yi clothes were slightly blown by the wind to reveal the white clothes inside. It was a filial piety, which made people strangely weird.

"The rain is continuous." Gu Nan pressed the brim of her bucket hat and looked up, and countless rain silk in the air fell.

为何 Why is she here?

I can only say that the Qin Wangluo did not let her relax even if she died. The secret guard of the Wang family sent her a secret letter on the day of the death of Qin Wang.

The arrangement that King Qin had made before requires her and the camp to perform the duty of banning the army and maintaining the security before this generation of King Qin takes office.

After the death of King Qin, Prince Qin Prince An Zhuo will be mourned for one year and then succeed.

Today, thousands of people have been scattered in every corner of Xianyang City, and she is responsible for intercepting the rivers and lakes from Wensheng or Wenli.

Xiaxia was banned by martial arts, and now all countries in the Depression in Xianyang will inevitably have action.

According to the secret guard's news, there will be a wave of people on Weishui today.

But she either let them go back or let them go.

It was crackling, the sound of the rain rang, and it was a little messy.

The rain has affected the sight and blurred everything in the distance.

I didn't know how long Gu Nan had stood on the river bank, just when she was about to doubt the ability of the secret guard of the Wang family, a ferry boat appeared faintly at the end of the water on the Weishui River.

Howl ...

The sound of wailing rain was even heavier.

I waited until the ferry docked, and three people came down from the boat, a boatman, a commoner swordsman, and an old man.

The three of them didn't seem to notice Gu Nan, who was standing by the river, tied the boat.

Swordsman of the commoner Yi said lightly, "Into Xianyang City, each has his own ability."

自然 "Natural." The boatman didn't say much, the old man just squinted and smiled.

The three of them are preparing to leave.

"Thirty-first, thirty-two, thirty-three ..."

There was a cool voice coming from the side, thinking softly, as if counting something.

The three of them were all startled and turned back suddenly.

I found out that the Yi people standing on the river.

The man was standing there just now, and they didn't even notice it ...

That 蓑 clothing bucket makes people unable to see the person's physical appearance, the only thing that can be noticed is the sword around that person's waist.

Is not like a sword at all, it is like a black stick in the scabbard.

"Oh." The boatman took the bamboo pole in his hand, smiled, and there was nothing unusual on his face: "Sir, did he cross the river or take a boat?"

The yiyi swordsman and the old man stood aside without happening, while the yiyi swordsman's hand was already placed on the hilt of the waist.

His Majesty, it seemed that a pair of eyes looked at them, and they did not know if it was the cause of the rain, which made them all cold.

"You leave now, I will not kill you."

I'm already talking.

The commoner swordsman's expression became cold, the scar on his face wrinkled, and he was quite embarrassed.

"My Excellency, do you think you can be the three of us?"

"Ah···"

The Na Yi people exhaled, "Can't we talk?"

"Hoo!" The bamboo pole in the boatman's hand responded to her.

The long pole circled, making the raindrops scattered, and the energy visible to the naked eye on the bamboo pole more than two meters surging, twisted in the rain, like a snake body.

But in a blink of an eye, she had already reached the front of the Yi people, and the breeze blew her bucket slightly, revealing the unwavering look below.

After the bamboo pole, there was a long sword, and the sword of the commoner swordsman buzzed and flew out of the sheath.

The sword crossed the rain and cut the raindrop in half.

The bamboo pole was about to touch the man's throat, and the sword had pierced her coat.

The Yi people are moving.

His hand clasped his sword around his waist, and the "black stick" was drawn out, making the sword light in his heart suddenly rise.

I waited until the light and shadow disappeared, and the Yi man was already standing behind the boatman and the cloth swordsman, and closed the sword.

The bamboo pole in the boatman's hand was broken into two sections, and a high-level toss flew up, making a few laps in mid-air, stuck in the dirt aside.

There was an opening in his throat, blood splattered, and it kept flowing outwards. His expression was incredible, and a **** spilt spilled from his mouth, and he fell heavily to the ground.

The swordsman of the commoner Yi cloth was covered with drops of water, and he could not tell whether it was sweat or rain.

The clothes on the chest were cracked, and a shallow blood line was found on the skin inside.

His sword was a bit slower than the boatman's bamboo pole, saving his life.

If you want him to describe the sword of the Yi people, there is only one word, fast. The boatman was almost invisible, and he was invisible.

They all saw that the Yi people pulled out the sword, and then heard the sound of closing the sword.

的 The light of the sword that flashed through the scabbard of the incomparable black sword, he was in it for an instant, and it seemed like the sky and the earth had darkened ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Only the sword light remained.

"Dang 啷." The swordsman's sword fell, and he slumped in the muddy water, panting heavily.

The old man among the three of the three did not shoot until he saw the sword of the Yi people, the smile on his face faded, standing with his hands on his back.

"Mr. really want to stop us?" The old man looked at the robe, the wind rolled, and saw the white robe under the robe.

Caution in eyes.

"Old man may recognize you."

"Oh?" Ji Yiren turned to look at him: "Why?"

"Dai Miao travels, swordsmanship is unparalleled, there should be only one person in Qin Kingdom."

Speaking of this, the old man faintly possessed: "The old man has seen the bereaved general."

"Well, it's me." Yi Yiren nodded in recognition, and asked, "Will you leave?"

"No, let's try it out."

The figure of the old man disappeared in a blink of an eye.

An unseen figure bullied the body and pulled out a dagger.

Old man is also fast.

A drop of rain fell between the two people, and the transparent water droplets reflected the figure of the two people.

Time is like freeze.

The next moment, the Yi people disappeared into the rain.

The old man's fierce eyes flashed blankly.

He then leaned back, a pierce through the wound on his upper body, and blood splashed, as if the rain had become red.

"boom!"

The Jianyi swordsman looked at the death of the old man, his eyes were terrified, and he couldn't bear it anymore, like a madman, he yelled and escaped, jumping into the Weishui.

"Thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three."

Gu Nan received the sword, straightened the bucket on top of his head, and never looked back, leaving the long sword without a waist on his waist and leaving step by step.