MTL - Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms-Chapter 315

  Chapter 315

   "Get out of the way!" The little emperor raised his hand and pointed angrily.

   Then just listen, bang! One sound.

  Cheng Ling hid sideways in the shadow of the strange stone, and saw at this moment that the moment the little emperor got angry, a servant behind him suddenly stepped forward, raised his foot and kicked the Feiying army who was guarding the gate.

  The Flying Shadow Army soldier in full leather armor was kicked upside down by this kick and landed on the ground with a bang bang, he vomited a mouthful of blood at that time.

   This was indeed a bit sudden, who would have thought that the servant behind the little emperor did not even say hello, and shot like this without warning... No, it was a kick.

   What's even more exaggerated is that this waiter looks white and thin, but he turns out to be a master. This kick can fly a well-trained and strong soldier, and it is impossible to do it without any ability.

  But the moment the Feiying Army soldier was kicked away, a white shadow suddenly flashed past.

  The bright silver light was like a protruding bend of autumn water in the night sky, from top to bottom, passing in front of the servant who stepped out.

   "Ah!" The servant screamed, bang!

  Fall on his back.

  He was also like the gatekeeper who was kicked away by him, he fell to the ground on the spot when he was hit.

  But what was different from that soldier was that although the soldier fell to the ground and vomited blood, he was only seriously injured, and he still had one life left after all. But this servant was clearly split in half from top to bottom with a crescent-shaped weapon!

  Yes, that knife directly split the servant.

he died.

   It might just be because the knife was so sharp that the servant's body seemed to be intact the moment he was split open. Only in front of him, a red line appeared.

   It wasn't until he fell to the ground that the red line suddenly expanded.

   Then blood flowed horizontally, and the servant's body was separated from the left and right, and turned into two halves.

   There was no other sound at the scene for a while, Bai Ying stood still in front of the little emperor, raised the crescent-shaped scimitar in his hand, and shook it lightly, a smear of blood dripped like a jewel on the bright blade.

  Boom, boom, boom...

  Only the sound of blood dripping, echoed in the scene as if from the Nine Nether Hell.

  The little emperor was still holding the censer in his hand, his wrist was shaking slightly, and white smoke was winding above the censer.

   "You, you..." The little emperor opened his mouth to spit out two words, and then he smiled.

  Holding the incense burner in his hand, "Hahaha, hahaha..." He laughed like a madman.

   "Your knife is so beautiful." He said.

  Bai Ying stood in front of the little emperor. This was a white-haired old man. He was not tall, and his back was even a little bent. His pale face was so stiff that he didn't look like a real person, but rather like an expired mask.

But this pale face still tried to force a smile, the white-haired old man said with a faint smile: "The emperor is right, the old slave's sword has always been very beautiful, if the emperor wants to go out, the old slave I can give you another knife."

  Little Emperor: …

   "Hahaha, hahaha..." He could only laugh, and kept laughing, as if his brain had been completely hollowed out.

Laughing and laughing, I don't know how long I laughed, the muscles on the little emperor's face twitched from laughing, and he finally uttered a sentence: "What did Eunuch Bai say, you are old, I, I don't care Dare to trouble you casually. It’s just, just to see a knife, don’t you think so?”

   It turned out that the white-haired old man was also an old eunuch.

  Eunuch Bai narrowed his narrow eyes on his stiff face, and he said: "The emperor said yes, so why not?"

   "Yes, yes, very, haha, hahaha..." the little emperor said repeatedly.

Then he held his incense burner in his hands, and didn't say anything about going to see the sea of ​​clouds. He turned around and staggered back to the yard. While walking, he inhaled the curling smoke from the incense burner. gas.

   "Koizumi..." the little emperor dragged his voice.

No one responded to him, and after a while, the little emperor called out again, and the **** who was still alive beside him finally trembled, and replied as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, little one, little one!" It's not Koizumi."

  Little Emperor: "What did you say?" He suddenly turned his head.

  Looking at the afterglow of the palace lantern in the yard, the moment he turned his head, Cheng Ling glanced at it, and at this moment she realized that the pupils of the little emperor's eyes had shrunk strangely at this moment!

  The little emperor's pupils constricted, and his hands trembled even more.

  The little **** next to him said "Ah", raised his hand quickly, and slapped himself on the mouth, snap!

   "Your Majesty, the young one, the young one is Koizumi! Koizumi is here, and Koizumi is here to obey His Majesty's orders!"

"Hehehe." The little emperor laughed again, and he said, "Okay, very good. I know that Koizumi must be by my side all the time, right? Great companion, follow me well, and I will take care of you. You go to see that bliss. You see, all the gods in the sky have come down to see me..."

   Hehehe, hahaha...

  The little emperor staggered, leaving behind a series of giggles, with a fascinated expression, as if in a dream, and returned to the yard.

   Gradually, his figure disappeared into the depths of the house.

At this moment, Cheng Ling's back broke out in a cold sweat like a needle prick, because just now, when the little emperor staggered and walked through the courtyard, for some reason, his eyes suddenly turned, It fell in the direction of Cheng Ling.

  Cheng Ling is obviously hiding in the shadow of the strange stone, but now her martial arts have advanced greatly, and her breath-holding skills have reached a peak.

   This is no ordinary hiding, but a special skill that integrates with the world, light and shadow, and breath, and even the skill is close to the Tao, so that it can be integrated with the surrounding environment.

  It seems to become a wisp of wind, a fallen leaf, or even, become the shadow itself.

  With such a skill, logically speaking, who would be able to discover it?

  Even a first-class expert, if his perception is not sharp enough, he will not be able to spot Cheng Ling. What's more, the little emperor in front of him, whose footsteps are flimsy, has clearly not practiced martial arts, and even his physique is much weaker than that of ordinary people.

  But inexplicably, Cheng Ling had a thought at this moment: The little emperor found her!

  Strange little emperor, weird little emperor, found her?

   What's even more strange is that the little emperor, who might have discovered the abnormality, didn't intend to expose Cheng Ling at all.

  He even, when passing by the strange stone, turned his head to the shadow of the strange stone and showed a faint smile.

  Cheng Ling's thoughts moved slightly, and suddenly his heart stopped. Immediately, his feet moved, and he chased after the figure of the little emperor like a breeze.

  The little emperor gradually disappeared into the depths of this building. In fact, he just entered the last courtyard.

  The house of the aristocratic family, one layer inside the other, the layout is intricate, and many attendants are waiting in the corridor.

  Cheng Ling, however, was always able to stand strangely between the blind spots of many sights, moving like a breeze, chasing the little emperor closely, without letting up at all.

  (end of this chapter)