Wait a minute, heroine

Squeak——

The old door of the warehouse opened, and a gust of wind and rain blew in.

Lightning flashed, and a figure with a sword on his waist could be seen. He was standing outside the door with his hand on the hilt of the sword. Only the outline of his body could be seen as calm as a mountain.

"father……"

The woman's face was pale, and she opened her arms to block Jian Yuhua's body, her eyes showing sadness and despair.

Jian Yuhua seemed to have expected this, and his reaction was rather dull:

"Second Miss, you should go back first. Master and I will apologize and we will go back later."

The woman shook her head vigorously, with tears in her eyes, but she was speechless.

Boom~

There was a soft sound, and the woman's eyes went blank, and her body went limp.

Jian Yuhua raised his hand to catch it, slowly put it down, and leaned against the wall. Then he walked to the pile of debris and took out a wooden stick used as a hoe handle:

"Master is really so heartless?"

Zhou Huaili stepped forward slowly, his eyes full of indifference:

"In the past two years, I have treated you as my own and will give you anything. Half of my life's work depends on today's battle. I have warned you beforehand that I don't want you to win, I just want you to remain silent. Why can't you control this?" Open your mouth?"

Jian Yuhua held a long stick in his hand, and his eyes no longer showed the usual admiration:

"My Fu family in Liangzhou has been loyal and loyal for three hundred years. When the country is destroyed, the family will be destroyed. There has never been an unfilial son. It is different from the reckless people like your Zhou family."

"hehe……"

Zhou Huaili nodded slightly and slowly unsheathed the sword in his hand.

Ugh~~~

A slight trembling appeared in the old warehouse. Under the candlelight, a cold glow gradually emerged.

But at this moment, shaky footsteps suddenly came from the alley outside...

Tread, tap, tap...

"There is wine today, and you are drunk now. Tomorrow's worries will come and tomorrow's worries will come... Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow more. Raise a glass to eliminate the worries, and the worries will become even worse..."

It seems that he drank too much wine and his throat was full of alcohol, making his voice sound a little hoarse.

Both of them paused and turned to look at the source of the sound.

Tread, tap...

Soon, footsteps moved from the wall to the door.

Lightning flashed, and a drunken man wearing a hat, wielding a long knife, wandered to the door, soaked by the rain, and holding a broken wine bottle in his hand:

"Hiccup~ Why...there's someone here...Get out of here, this is my territory..."

Zhou Huaili came out alone because he didn't want the news of 'killing the disciple' to reach the ears of the old lady and outsiders. When he saw an outsider breaking in, his face was slightly cold and he said in a low voice:

"roll."

The voice was majestic and murderous!

The man wearing a bamboo hat at the door looked around a few times, revealing a very handsome face, but his eyes were covered by a bamboo hat:

"Ha~ yes...it's a friend from the Jianghu who is doing something. You old man, are you planning to kill people and commit sexual acts?"

Zhou Huali's eyes were filled with anger and he turned around.

Jian Yuhua saw this and said quickly:

"Brother, this is a private matter..."

"This dock is my territory. I sleep here every day..."

The man in the hat staggered into the warehouse, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, drunk but full of pride:

"You kid... don't be afraid, no one can kill people... in my territory. You go out, I will meet him..."

Zhou Huaili's eyes were furious, and he drew his three-foot green blade out of its sheath, pointing at the drunken man wearing a hat in front of him:

"I'm Zhou Huaili, are you blind?"

"Zhou Huaili... haha... never heard of it."

Sa——

The next moment, a cold light flashed in the old warehouse.

The three-foot green edge was like a snake, piercing out like lightning and hitting the hater's throat directly.

Jian Yuhua's expression suddenly changed and he wanted to raise his stick to block.

But what he didn't expect was that the drunken man in a hat quickly retreated as soon as the sword light came on. He retreated to the wall in an instant, and the sword flashed in his hand.

Bang——

The wall beside him was instantly shattered, and a hole appeared, revealing the sewage alley under the rain.

Hua Hua Hua...

The warehouse fell silent.

Zhou Huali missed the target with his sword. He realized that this drunk man was definitely not an ordinary person, and caution flashed in his eyes.

Cha~~

The man in the bamboo hat stood up straight, the Lilonghuan first sword was slowly sheathed, and he leaned against the wall, the bamboo hat tilted slightly:

"Walk."

Jian Yuhua's arms were seriously injured and he was unable to fight. Seeing that the man in the hat was an expert who drew his sword to help, he stopped talking and slowly backed away, picked up the fainted woman and moved towards the wall.

Tread...

Zhou Huaili's eyes were furious, and his eyes were locked on the hater's whole body:

"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

The man in the hat held the knife in silence and burped from time to time. It wasn't until Jian Yuhua walked out of the hole beside him and left quickly that he slowly stood up straight and no longer drunk:

"Do you know why you let him go?"

"Want to die for him?"

"I'm afraid that he will recognize my identity, and I'm afraid that he will plead for you."

The man in the bamboo hat slowly lifted his hat, revealing his sharp-edged eyebrows and starry eyes.

? !

Zhou Huaili recognized who it was from these eyes that showed no trace of murderous intent, and his heart skipped a beat:

"Ye Silang..."

"Good eyesight."

Zhou Huaili held the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand and paid attention to the left and right with his peripheral vision, apparently looking for the lurking master of Honghualou.

"No need to look, it's just me."

Zhou Huaili didn't notice anyone jumping out of the darkness, and a flash of doubt flashed in his eyes:

"Are you here to die?"

Ye Jingtang took off his bamboo hat, threw it aside, and picked up his sword:

"right."

swish swish...

The old dock became silent, with only a little candlelight left, swaying slightly in the night wind.

Zhou Huaili saw Ye Jingtang's martial arts skills today, and they were very powerful, but with his Overlord Spear and Sword Yuhua, he was definitely no match for him. He thought about it secretly, feeling that there must be an ambush around him, otherwise this guy wouldn't be so bold.

Zhou Huaili pondered for a moment and did not try to kill the henchman of Honghua House. Instead, he moved slightly and slowly moved towards the door.

Ye Jingtang raised his knife and stared at him calmly, but he had no intention of pursuing him.

Tread...

Soon, Zhou Huaili retreated outside the warehouse. With a tap of his feet, his figure rose into the sky and disappeared outside the warehouse.

But the next moment, there was an explosion in the rainy night!

Boom——

The sound was like muffled thunder, and the roof of the old warehouse dented instantly, as if a huge object had hit the roof.

Wow——

The entire roof collapsed immediately, and Zhou Huaili fell from above.

Song Chihu's eyes widened, and he fell from above. There was a sword wound under his ribs, but he turned a blind eye and hit Zhou Huaili's chest with a cannon punch in the air.

Bang——

A punch was thrown out, and the sound was like muffled thunder.

The rainwater and rubble falling from the roof were blown away by the fist wind, forming a circular dust wave visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Huali's martial arts skills are far inferior to those of contemporary sword masters, but he is by no means an ordinary person to be the master of Shuiyun Sword Pool. He thrust his sword straight in the air, pointed at Song Chi's right shoulder, and attacked him to save him.

But this move failed to force Song Chi, a powerful boxer, to stop.

Boom——

The sword edge penetrated the flesh, accompanied by a muffled sound.

Zhou Huaili's falling speed increased sharply, and his face was flushed, but he still kept his balance, whirled in the air, and stabbed the Night Terror Hall below with his sword.

call out--

The sharp sound of swords was almost shrill, like a volley of loud arrows. The three-foot-long green blade struck in the air, but in the blink of an eye it had already reached the top of Night Terror Hall!