Twenty, Struggling in the Dark Realm (Part 1, Third Watch)

  PS: Thanks to all brothers and sisters, although today's strong push in history, but the new book list still entered the top 29. Oh, in the comment area, I actually wanted to only add the essence, whether it's positive or negative opinions, to thank everyone for their active participation. However, for some who just came to scold, I won't be polite and deleted them to avoid affecting the view.

  PS2: Recruiting one axe-wielding warrior:)

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  "Chop!" A black gun arrived just in time, striking two feet away from the whip head, and immediately opened up the whip tip. Qin Yu instantly changed his force, and his internal energy had already penetrated into the gun tip, and the originally dark and dull half-foot-long gun head suddenly showed a golden light.

  With a strange cry of "za", the sharp and unmatched gun blade stabbed into the whip body with a "chi" sound.

  That big Han was not easy to deal with, and he realized that the sharpness of the gun blade was unmatched. He immediately swung his whip in a slanting direction, and the soft part of the whip curled up slightly, forming a semicircular whip circle.

  Tan Yu's long spear was swept away by his whip, and the power on the spear dissipated completely, instead being borrowed by the Great Han to a great extent. His feet immediately felt a sway, almost being pulled off balance by the momentum of the whip.

  Tan Yun's heart secretly shouted "good whip method!" However, he refused to admit defeat, quickly withdrawing his spear and counterattacking with another move.

  "Bang!" A single shot seemed to have come from nowhere and hit a specific spot on the long whip-like body of a snake.

  That place was originally cut in half by Hei Feng's sword, and now it was pierced by a single shot. Suddenly, it couldn't withstand the force and snapped off with a "brush" sound.

  The broken whip head fell on the snowy ground, with white snow and black whip contrasting each other.

  The carriage driver, however, didn't find this scene amusing at all and was only shocked in his heart. This little kid's vigor was used with great skill, one slash and one stab, the two most basic spear techniques, completely broke through the whip method that had made Mo Nu invincible until now, and even snapped his weapon.

  Although it was just a long-handled whip that he often used to hurry his horse, the Great Han's Mo Nu used it frequently and his whip technique was extremely skilled. Even compared to the weapons he used on the battlefield, it was not slightly weaker, and could be said to be one of his two most trusted weapons.

  Who would have thought that in such a desolate wilderness, he was shot twice and cut off, which is not much less difficult than being defeated head-on.

  Mo Nu's eyes blazed with anger, this whip handle was nine feet long and the whip itself was seven feet long. Although it was long enough, without the broken two-foot-long tip of the whip, its power was greatly reduced.

  Splash! Splash!

  Two whips were swung out again.

  Ding! Ding!

  Qin Yu's black whip shot out, like a tornado sweeping in, its true and false trajectory unpredictable. It chopped down twice on the long whip, although Mo Nu was extremely careful not to let his opponent's golden edge strike the whip head-on, but this also restrained him, weakening the whip's power greatly, allowing Qin Yu to easily parry it back.

  "Devilish slave, stop!" someone shouted in a clear voice from inside the carriage. The voice was surprisingly that of a woman, and it sounded much more pleasant than the man's earlier.

  "Yes." The black slave's long whip stood upright, its body soft and hanging down. His dark face was slightly purplish, with half of his whiskers standing up straight.

  "This big Han is actually a Kunlun slave? His Mandarin is even more standard than mine." Qin Yu picked up the thin quilt on the ground and draped it over his shoulder, thinking very suspiciously, "Moreover, he has such a powerful inner energy, that long whip was easily attached to his body with a fierce inner energy, breaking armor is also easy as turning over one's hand! Such a master, would still have an owner?"

  Kunlun slaves were most famous in the Tang Dynasty, with the reputation of "Kunlun slaves, Silla servants", meaning that male slaves from Kunlun were as strong as oxen and powerful as mountains, but gentle and loyal, making them the most sought-after slaves among aristocratic families.

  However, the Kunlun slaves did not originate from Mount Kunlun, but rather were a black ethnic group from an island in the outer sea of Xigong. The ancient people had a heavy accent and pronounced it very inaccurately, mistakenly reading "Xigong" as "Kunlun", which is how the name "Kunlun slave" came about.

  With Yan Zhen's discerning eye, this demon slave's whip technique and inner power were perhaps slightly inferior to Shi Huan's, yet they were already quite impressive. A person of such caliber would actually willingly become a slave; their master must be incredibly formidable.

  A beauty in a floral dress jumped out of the car and stood gently in front of Qin Yu.

  Tan Yu's nose involuntarily took a fierce sniff, the faint body fragrance, especially this pair... so big, at least not inferior to Xiao Die! Extremely stimulating some natural psychological reactions.

  Tan Yong didn't realize he had taken a step forward, hoping to continue smelling the fragrance of a mature beauty.

  "What's your surname, sister? What should I call you?"

  "My husband's surname is Shen, you can call me Seventh Lady." The beautiful woman took a slight step back and smiled charmingly.

  "Shen Qiuniang... what a great name!" Quan Yu sincerely thought the name sounded good, but looking at the big man's murderous gaze, he apparently put him in the same category as those who flirt with other people's wives.

  "The young man's marksmanship is in a league of its own, truly impressive, I wonder which school he comes from?"

  "Oh, we are Wudang Hidden Gate." On this point, Quan Yu actually hopes more people know.

  "Wudang Hidden Gate?" Shen Qiuniang furrowed her beautiful eyebrows, trying to recall.

  "Seventh Sister, you can't figure it out, and our master didn't teach us much either. My brothers and I just practiced on our own for fun." Qin Yu smiled casually and asked in return, "By the way, Seventh Sister, you're out so late, aren't you afraid of catching a cold or getting hurt by the wind?"

  The beautiful woman in floral dress was taken aback.

  "What's wrong?"

  "It's just a cold!" Qin Yu explained in an uninteresting tone, then asked, "Seventh Sister, you're not sleeping at midnight, are you coming out to enjoy the autumn scenery?"

  "Autumn outing......" The beautiful woman in a flower-patterned dress laughed so hard that the flowers shook, and the mountain peaks seemed to turn upside down. "Young man, you're really good at telling jokes."

  Tan Yun was slightly disdainful. This woman, although majestic in appearance, had a sick mind and only knew how to seduce people with her provocative behavior apart from running off-topic.

  It seems that it is indeed aimed at Old Man Shi.

  "My brother still has goods to deliver, if you two are okay with it, please make way, don't get in the way."

  "Hey little brother, can you guys let us pass? Our car is taking up a lot of space." Shen Qiuniang said slyly, "Besides, coming out onto the main road like this doesn't seem very polite either?"

  "Can't bear it?" Qin Yu despised in her heart, Big Chested Sister, why go around in so many circles?

  "Haha, country folks are more casual, Seventh Sister, please forgive me, taking a detour will pass it by."

  The black-faced demon slave's whiskers stood on end, and his large hand reached for the long knife on his leg for the first time.

  "Can't we talk business?" The beauty in floral dress was still smiling, but a hint of displeasure flashed across her eyes.

  "Of course we can discuss it." Qin Yu's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the area below his shoulders without any restraint. "In another half an hour, we'll be done too."

  "Well, there's nothing we can do about it now! Originally, I, your sister... didn't want to bother you."

  Shen Qiuniang was finally enraged by his gaze, and now she could fully understand why Jin Wei insisted on wasting the Emperor's good opportunity to force himself to kill this little brat.

  At a young age, with exceptional martial arts skills and a witty way of speaking, he was born to be so handsome and charming, naturally becoming the darling of all the little girls! But unexpectedly, he also had a strong personality, not caring about worldly things, which stirred up Old Jin's jealousy, it's really too normal.

  Her slender figure floated up and lightly withdrew into the carriage, like a fish swimming in water, coming and going as she pleased.

  Qin Yu watched as the other person walked away, all the way until that uneven figure completely disappeared from view, before he inadvertently let out a sigh.

  Men, can't be too chivalrous, otherwise women won't like it!

  "Come on, Demon Slave, make your move."

  The demon slave, who had long been unable to bear it, let out a strange "Wow" and inserted his left whip into the carriage. His right hand grasped the wooden handle of the long knife, and a thread of murderous aura shot over.

  Qin Yu's face was stern, and the thin quilt wrapped around his body flew towards Zhang Ren: "Younger brother, retreat."

  "Second Brother, be careful!" Zhang Ren hugged his brother's quilt and quietly retreated to the back, all the way to the old locust tree at the left end of the village. He began to prepare his own arsenal. He knew that in close combat, he couldn't withstand the opponent's moves, and stubbornly holding on would only be a burden to his brother. Keeping a distance might even help his brother.

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