Chapter 729 Killing Intent

When the sun was slanting westward, Dean followed Hongling and left the Shuiyue Sword Pavilion.

Following behind Hong Ling, who was bouncing around and looking very happy, Dean passed through the alley where the Shuiyue Sword Gym was located, and suddenly, a strong noise came over his face.

It was like entering another world from one world.

The original market has already changed a lot.

Carts pushed by hand replaced the shops along the street.

A series of red lanterns traverse the entire street, hanging at both ends under the eaves of the shops opposite.

The sound of hawking and laughter, mixed together, becomes inexplicably attractive.

The young husband and his young wife looked at the booth full of jewelry in front of them, picked up a copper fork, and gently inserted it into his wife's bun. Look around in the mirror.

Elderly couples, supporting each other, they are unable to participate in it, but they will not be stingy with their smiles.

Looking at the children and teenagers shuttling through the crowd, I recalled myself back then.

Clang, clang, clang...

Amidst a burst of crisp and continuous sound, more than a dozen monkeys dressed in clothes and crowns, holding snare drums, tuning forks, and blowing trumpets, lined up neatly along the street.

Immediately, a large group of children were attracted.

The eyes of the adults also moved accordingly, and applause came from time to time.

Hong Ling's eyes were also attracted by this group of monkeys.

Laughing and clapping from time to time.

It was very natural to follow behind the group of monkeys, and walked to an open space. Several people who had been prepared for a long time watched the crowd attracted by the monkeys, and immediately performed.

A short man less than five feet tall. Bending down and throwing it, suddenly, a water tank twice the size of his body was thrown up, and it landed firmly on top of the short man's head amidst the exclamation of the onlookers. Following the swing of the short man, he quickly spun.

There was another burst of applause and applause.

And when a blindfolded woman jumped out one by one and threw the throwing knife in her hand in mid-air,

The applause became more enthusiastic.

The three flying knives in a row were accurately pierced on the target two feet away, and none of them missed the target.

Compared to this, although some people applaud the man who showed soft skills. But it is much less.

However, Hong Ling watched it with relish and applauded repeatedly.

"Brother Mu, they are all so powerful!"

Hong Ling said so.

"If you want to do it, you can do it!"

Dean replied lightly.

The performances of these jugglers. For ordinary people, it is quite unbelievable. Whether it is cylinder jacking, throwing knives, or soft kung fu performances, it takes a long time to hone.

However, for Hong Ling whose strength surpassed that of ordinary knights, it became quite easy.

Except that monkey training takes more time, the remaining juggling performances. As long as you know the tricks, you can do it overnight.

After all, he has a physical fitness far beyond that of ordinary people. Keep everything simple.

"But in terms of acting, they are still amazing!"

Hong Ling smiled, not caring about anything else, and was attracted by the sound of a musical instrument——

It was an ensemble of flute and piano.

"Brother Mu, let's go there and have a look!"

Hongling looked at Dean, who nodded.

When I promised the other party to come to the big rally together. Dean had a decision to follow the other party's wishes.

If he followed his approach, he would definitely find a high place. After taking a panoramic view of the scene of the gathering in front of him, he returned to his residence.

Not unattractive. Dean wouldn't even look at it if it wasn't attractive.

Instead, Dean somewhat forgot how to visit a market correctly.

Before he habitually looks at a thing, he classifies it as dangerous or non-dangerous.

Then, deal with it separately by category.

Just like now, Dean is following behind Hongling, listening to Hongling's laughter and the noise around him, but the scene when he was training as a Brotherhood Assassin comes to mind.

How to find opportunities in the noise and hide yourself.

How to disguise yourself and sneak into the target, waiting for the opportunity to strike.

It was as if he recalled everything in his hometown before, but involuntarily brought up everything he experienced in Godez. The two coexisted with each other, but they were completely different.

Dean seemed to be an observer, watching two completely different experiences of himself.

The former made him recall, while the latter made him unforgettable.

It is impossible to forget any part.

It can only be accepted at the same time, but there is a trace of contradiction between the two.

Comfort and crisis.

They have always been in conflict with each other, irreconcilable.

Dean can only choose to stand in the middle and look at everything with a more objective attitude.

But such an objective state gave Dean a different kind of harvest——

Feeling those faint sights, Dean didn't stop, and still followed behind Hong Ling, but in his mind, several people were looking at the corners of their eyes. From the corner of the eye, he observed his appearance.

The calm Dean looked forward, but moved his footsteps slightly, completely covering Hongling with his body, as if he didn't notice the approaching danger at all.

This was in his expectation, and there was nothing surprising.

He picked six martial arts gyms in a row and killed a martial arts deacon. If there were no future troubles, Dean himself would not believe it.

But Hong Ling, who was supposed to concentrate on listening to the music on stage, felt Dean's movements, but her face turned red all of a sudden.

"Mu, Brother Mu..."

Hong Ling's voice sounded like a mosquito.

However, this kind of voice is too low among the noisy crowd around, so low that it can't be heard clearly.

What's more, even if he could hear clearly, Dean would not change.

Because, this is his most powerful position to protect the opponent in case of an accident.

Snapped!

There was a sound of waking wood.

The sound of the flute and the zither stopped, and a middle-aged man with a beard in a Confucian uniform walked up to the small platform in front of him, and slightly closed the folding fan in his hand. He clasped his fists and saluted all around.

"There are all things and stars in the sky, and there are thousands of creatures on the earth. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the waves before them die on the beach—the six martial arts gymnasiums in Xiayuan City, including the Tiger Sword Gym, the Gale Wind Gym, the Divine Fist Gym, and the Cloud Piercing Gym, were arrogant for a while. You have made yourself a formidable enemy..."

Impressively, it is a story about Dean's sword picking six martial arts gyms.

only. Compared with the narration of the idlers, the narration of this storyteller is more exciting, and it completely attracts everyone's attention.

Especially at the gate of the city, the story of the swordsman in white and the girl Hong Ling falling in love at first sight made the young people around him applaud. Some girls of the same age took out their purses without hesitation, took out coins, and threw them to the gong beside them.

Clang, clang!

Amidst such continuous noises, the storyteller became more energetic.

The folding fan in his hand suddenly opened and merged suddenly, and he poked his upper finger down. It seems to have become a real sword, concealing its own power.

As for Hongling, she had already been obsessed with it when the other party talked about love at first sight, and at this moment, her eyes were full of splendor.

Of course, what was reflected in her eyes was not the storyteller, but another figure.

"Wearing white clothes, long hair shawls, and a long sword in his hand. The cold light is shining everywhere, dancing like a dragon..."

After a series of narrations, the whole story came to an end.

The storyteller held up the Xingmu again. Then it will fall heavily.

But at this time, the piece of Xingmu seemed to be slippery, and flew straight out of his hand.

Woo!

The small, six-inch Xingmu made a sound like a heavy hammer breaking through the air, and shot straight at Hongling.

Or... To be more precise, it shot at Dean behind Hong Ling.

Hong Ling was completely stunned by the sudden scene in front of her, and didn't know how to react at all.

Fortunately. Dean was already on guard.

The moment Xingmu flew out, he pulled Hong Ling to turn around. Blocking the opponent behind him again, the long sword flashed out from his waist——

Clang!

The tip of the sword touched the corner of the Xingmu straight. Dean turned his wrist slightly.

Whoosh!

Immediately, the Xingmu spun around, flew backwards, and hit the storyteller's chest.

The opponent flew backwards, vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The storytelling hall, which was still in full swing before, fell silent immediately, and then there was an even louder noise.

"Killed!"

"Killed!"

People ran frantically in all directions.

A figure was mixed in, no different from the panicked crowd around, but when he saw Dean and Hong Ling, he went straight to meet him, and stabbed directly at Dean's waist and abdomen with the dim and irrelevant dagger. between.

The whole process is not only extremely concealed, but also silent.

There was even a smug look on the other party's face.

In such a chaotic situation, his combat effectiveness was always several times higher than it should have been.

Even opponents who are much stronger than him, all have hatred under his sword.

However, soon, the pride on his face froze.

puff!

A long sword penetrated his chest at some point.

"How, how is it possible?"

The opponent's face was full of disbelief, and then fell down.

With the appearance of another corpse, the panic-stricken crowd immediately vacated a large circle around Dean and Hong Ling.

At the same time, a dozen extremely fast figures jumped out from the crowd, surrounding Dean and Hongling.

"Squeak!"

With such ear-piercing yells, these dozens of figures waved the steel claws on their claws.

"Monkey! Monkey!"

At this time, there were sharp-eyed people in the crowd who saw clearly what the dozens of figures were, and immediately lost their minds and exclaimed.

Jingle!

A flash of sword light exploded, like a blooming lotus, enveloping more than a dozen figures, and people only heard the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.

Then, the dozen or so figures flew upside down and fell to the ground.

What is dead cannot die again.

However, two throwing knives were shot at this time, pointing at Dean and Hong Ling.

The first update of ps~(to be continued)