MTL - The Book of Troubled Times-Chapter 60 Han Wubing

  Chapter 60 Han Wubing

   This is definitely a very experienced assassin.

  If he went straight to Cui Yuanyang with the first sword, then Zhao Changhe, who was ready to strike, could split his head with a single blow.

   But he feinted to attack Zhao Changhe first. In the confrontation between the two sides, Zhao Changhe's center of gravity naturally moved backwards, and the back path of the sword was also buried to protect his own vitals, but the assassin had already used his strength to stab in the direction of Cui Yuanyang. After all, Zhao Changhe is not very experienced, but if his thinking is half a beat, and his rear moves are half a point slow in adjusting, at this moment Cui Yuanyang has already died on the spot.

Zhao Changhe did not have time to adjust his center of gravity, but what no one expected was that at the same time that the assassin Jian Guang turned around, a sharp pebble popped out from Zhao Changhe's left hand, it seemed that the assassin turned around and sent his back to the ground. It was like hitting Zhao Changhe, and hit the shoulder well with a "slap".

The assassin's arm was numb, and he couldn't even hold the sword steadily. Cui Yuanyang over there was not a pure and defenseless Tie Hanhan. Seeing this, he immediately made a quick glance, and swung the assassin's soft sword with a sword, piercing the assassin's throat .

   "..." The assassin died in the hands of the little white rabbit with tears in his eyes. Before he died, he didn't even think about how he died.

Of course, it was Wu De, who even Yue Hongling was scolding, he slashed furiously, and at the same time retreated his center of gravity, he was already flicking stones secretly. This was originally a trick Zhao Changhe used to fight against the enemy, but who knew it was just right? The assassin turned around, but it was the same as sent.

  The young man in black who was on the sidelines finally couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

  Zhao Changhe secretly called fluke, and broke out in a cold sweat, but he didn't dare to relax at all, staring closely at the hand of the young man in black.

  The young man in black shook his head and finally moved.

  The sword light flashed, but it was not stabbing in the direction of Zhao Changhe and Cui Yuanyang. The few remaining Cui family members in the field screamed and fell down at the same time.

  Heavy rain poured down from the holes in the roof, washing the blood on the ground. The ruined temple, which was originally empty and quiet, was now full of corpses.

  Cui Yuanyang still had tears on his face, and carefully hid behind Zhao Changhe, poking his head halfway to look at the young man in black. Let alone her, even Zhao Changhe couldn't figure out where this person came from or what he was thinking.

  The young man in black put his sword back into its sheath, and finally said: "Although these people are not surnamed Cui, they can indeed be regarded as the Cui family. Miss Cui knows the connection better than me."

   Cui Yuanyang bit his lower lip and did not answer.

  The man suddenly laughed: "The one who said first come, first served, don't bother others, is a vulgar bandit. The one who said this place is reserved and drives people away is a famous family. Hahahahahaha..."

  Laughing until the end, he laughed wildly, and the sound shook the roof tiles.

  Cui Yuanyang pulled Zhao Changhe's clothes pitifully, his head almost went into the creaking nest.

  Zhao Changhe finally asked: "I dare not ask Your Excellency..."

  The man's laughter stopped slowly, and Gujing Wubo's dead face resumed: "Han Wubing."

People who can introduce themselves so simply are usually very famous. Now that Zhao Changhe goes out and says his name directly, others will know who it is. Only two hundred and five.

   This person who dares to introduce like this without being afraid of being laughed at is obviously at the same level.

  Han Wubing, Qianlong eighty-seven, slightly taller than Zhao Changhe. The practice is also higher, he is the fourth level of the entrance.

   Occupation...Bounty Hunter.

In fact, the Book of Chaos did not list everyone's names in a general list, but someone will record every time it flashes, and organize all the lists into a book that sells out of stock, and then every change in the list is liked by these profiteers. A new version is available for sale.

  Zhao Changhe doesn’t know why he has to spend money when he can organize the list by himself, anyway, he is also one of the spenders, after all, he hasn’t read past issues.

   "So it's Brother Han." Zhao Changhe cupped his hands: "I'm Zhao Changhe."

   "I know, I knew it before you entered the door, after all, I've seen your portrait by heart."

  Han Wubing only said so far, and everyone knew that there was still half a sentence left.

  He is a bounty hunter, what is he planning to do after seeing the portraits of wanted criminals by heart?

  Cui Yuanyang became nervous again, and sensiblely stopped grabbing the corner of Zhao Changhe's clothes, and took a half step back, for fear of affecting his performance.

  Han Wubing's eyes fell on Cui Yuanyang's face, and Zhao Changhe took half a step across the fence calmly, blocking Cui Yuanyang tightly, without showing him even a corner of his clothes.

  Han Wubing sighed: "Miss Cui is rewarded, but if Han doesn't kill this kind... don't be so nervous."

  Zhao Changhe said lightly: "So it's me you want to kill?"

"Everyone thought that Han was a bounty hunter. This was a misunderstanding. The book of troubled times doesn't talk about people's occupations. This is a private product brought by the person who compiled the book...It's nothing more than because Han has received various bounty rewards, black and white. everything."

   "So this isn't a bounty hunter?"

"Mr. Han traveled the world just to test his sword. But if he neither steals nor robs, where does the money come from? All kinds of rewards are offered, most of them are scum of the world, or vendettas of the underworld. Finding these people can not only test the sword, but also maintain the world. It’s nothing more than what you need for walking. If you have to say you’re a bounty hunter, you’d be considered a bounty hunter... but the priorities are different.”

  Zhao Changhe twitched the corners of his mouth, so it seems that he is a natural match, with similar rankings and slightly lower strength than him. Isn't he a natural sword tester? Then the government wants to arrest the scum of the rivers and lakes, money, the huge bonus of one thousand taels of gold from the Demon Cult...

Knowing what Zhao Changhe was thinking, Han Wubing said indifferently: "Mr. Han came here on purpose to find you, but I didn't expect to meet you halfway... Your sword skills are very good, and you are one of the opponents I have seen with comparable cultivation. The best one in the world, I really want to have a good fight with you, but not now."

   "Why? Because I said first come, first served, don't bother you?"

Han Wubing's eyes fell behind Zhao Changhe again, and his indifferent eyes became softer: "Because of the sentence 'repay the world in my heart'... a person like Miss Cui should not fall into the hands of villains. I hope you can Send her back safely, and at that time Han will ask you to fight again, how dare you accept?"

  Zhao Changhe felt a little interesting.

  He Zhao Changhe, Yue Hongling, Cui Yuanyang, and Han Wubing in front of him all have a world in their hearts, and this world in everyone's mind may be the same thing, at least similar.

  He clasped his fists and saluted: "As you wish, Brother Han can make an appointment, and Zhao will definitely attend the appointment."

   "The Qinghe River is about a thousand miles southeast, and there is a lake named Gujian Lake. I happen to be going there for something. Brother Zhao is going back and forth... the day of Lixia, is it about the same?"

"Can."

   "Then Lixia, by the ancient sword lake." Han Wubing clasped his fists and saluted, turned around and left without further words.

  Cui Yuanyang poked his head out from behind Zhao Changhe at this time: "The legend about the sword in Gu Jianhu is mostly false. My family has sent people to investigate many times, but there is nothing."

  Han Wubing kept walking: "I know. It's just Qingming, but I'm just paying homage to old friends."

   "Who offered a reward to kill me?"

   "I don't know, but the reward is quite high... I'm sorry, this is not the arena in the girl's mind."

  The voice is faint, and the person is gone.

  Zhao Changhe turned around and picked out Cui Yuanyang, and said with a smile: "This person seems to be a person who doesn't talk much. He said a lot today, and it should be for you. Everyone loves him."

  Cui Yuanyang said nothing, staring at the corpse on the ground in a daze.

  Zhao Changhe put back the rabbit hat she had flipped over in the battle just now, and said softly: "Don't think too much, this place is dirty, let's change to another place."

  Cui Yuanyang said in a low voice: "I didn't expect that this time you and I, Han Wubing, this unknown assassin, and the Cui family met from all directions, and the lowest one was actually the Cui family."

  Zhao Changhe rubbed her head: "It has nothing to do with you."

  Cui Yuanyang turned his head to look at him: "You suddenly became more gentle. Is it because I just suffered an assassination to comfort me, or is it also because of what I said just now?"

  Zhao Changhe smiled, but did not answer.

  Cui Yuanyang understood, but suddenly smiled brightly: "But you have already paid me for the rivers and lakes I want."

   Thank you for beating the seal, Saint Immortal Qitian, Master Shaqi, Black Ice Shangmeng~ Memoda~

  (end of this chapter)