Wei Shu carefully took half a step back, dodging the stiff fist in front of her, curved her lips and smiled at Gou Ba, then parted her lips and uttered two words:

"Zang Feng."

After saying this, she leaned over to pick up the iron sword that had fallen to the ground, and inserted a black gold dagger that was only about a foot long back along the hilt.

The hidden edge in the sword is "her" final killing move.

That iron sword was specially made, and there was something else in the sword, and what stabbed Gou Ba to death was the short sword hidden inside it - Wu Dy.

This is the name given by "her".

In the world of martial arts, the hidden sword weapon in this type of sword is called "Zi Mu Sword", but "she" seems to be very dissatisfied with this name and changed it to the current "Hidden Feng".

As soon as she thought of this, the books in the darkness suddenly turned quickly, and Wei Shu's heartbeat accelerated for no reason.

However, the candle next to the scroll suddenly went out, and Wei Shu only had time to see a few fragments:

"She" has been secretly practicing swordsmanship.

Behind everyone's back, avoiding all malicious eyes, she worked day and night to secretly prepare "her" real trump card.

"Zang Feng" is the biggest secret. No one knew about it originally, but now it is known to Gou Ba.

However, after a while, the secret will become a secret again and no longer known.

Gouhachi's fist dropped weakly.

His throat has been pierced with a sword.

Although the blade of the black-dyed sword only had one finger, the sword energy shattered his meridians like a torrent. The blood poured on his front, hot and fresh, and his chest and abdomen felt like fire.

But he was getting colder and colder.

The Dantian is exhausted, the muscles and veins are broken, and the feeling of fatigue is spreading all over the body.

Gou Ba really wanted to lie down now and have a good sleep, and preferably never wake up.

But he still struggled to stand upright on the spot, opening his eyes wide and looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar girl in front of him.

The girl has beautiful eyebrows and a calm demeanor, and the scar on her forehead is still the same as in the past.

The little girl has grown up, but he will always think of her when she was little, sucking her little hands and smiling at people. She looked very cute.

But just now, when he saw the figure clearly coming in through the broken window, he was actually surprised.

"When encountering an enemy, you will be frightened first, and your momentum will be weakened by three points first."

In a trance, Master's kind words seemed to sound again. Gou Ba's expression gradually softened, and a smile even appeared on the corner of his lips:

"very good."

His voice was hoarse, and there was no resentment in his tone, only an indescribable sense of relief, as if a heavy load had been lifted.

"There is a well in the backyard..." he said again.

The broken throat bones were making a strange "grinning" sound, and his voice became increasingly trembling and difficult to distinguish:

"Be careful...and...Jade..."

He exhaled his last breath and slammed his body into the ground.

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There was indeed a well in the backyard, and a hay shed stood crookedly beside the well, barely providing shelter from the wind and rain. Gouba did not lie to anyone.

However, there was one thing he seemed to have forgotten to say:

There was a corpse hanging on the edge of the well.

Wei Shu raised her hand to wipe the rain off her face and tried her best to look ahead.

The upper body of the corpse hung down inside the well, while the lower body was dragged outside the well. The whole body seemed to be divided into two halves by the well wall, hanging limply, which reminded Wei Shu inexplicably of chickens and ducks that were slaughtered and hung upside down to control blood flow.

The early spring wind soaked my clothes and bit my bones, and the thatched hut kept swaying in the heavy rain, but the skylight was slightly white, as if it was brighter than before.

Wei Shu turned her head and looked around. The scene in front of her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. It took her a while to see clearly that it was still half an afternoon. The night-like darkness just now was actually caused by heavy rain. Now the rain has reduced slightly and the sky is dark.

The stool also recovered a little.

But, it's still dim.

Wei Shu wiped her face again, sweat mixed with rain dripping down, and her cheeks were wet again in a moment.

She carried Gou Ba's body, gritted her teeth, and moved to the edge of the well one step at a time. Before her steps could stop, her chest was already filled with blood, waves of disgust came over her, and a faint fishy sweetness filled her throat.

The feeling of energy penetrating all the bones and penetrating the blood and bones was gone the moment the sword pierced Gou Ba's throat. Wei Shu had been suppressing her expression, because she was afraid that Gou Ba would counterattack before he died.

Now, the enemy's body was on her back, but Wei Shu was obviously not as powerful as Bi Xi who was carrying the stele. The dozens of steps from the main hall to the backyard almost exhausted her physical strength.

Shaking his body, the heavy corpse rolled off Zifeng Shu's back, and the shroud spread out, revealing a half-worn soap boot.

Looking at the messy blood and mud on the soles of her boots, Wei Shu couldn't hold on any longer and started retching while holding on to the hay shed.

There is a pain like a knife cutting in the Dantian, and the icy coldness cuts into the meridians, and occasionally it is as hot as fire. The limbs and limbs seem to be beaten by snow and fire in turns. Sometimes the blood vessels are boiling, and sometimes the body is as cold as ice.

Wei Shu's fingers dug into the wooden railing tightly, and large amounts of sweat broke out from her forehead.

The injury became more serious.

She vaguely remembered that this body seemed to have suffered hidden injuries earlier, and the heart and lung meridians were blocked, and it was never fully recovered. Today, she was suddenly attacked by Gou Ba, and was hit by his palm in the back of the heart, causing "

She" was killed on the spot.

However, this palm also briefly penetrated the blocked meridians, and the blood flowed freely for a while. By the time Wei Shu "awoke", the body had recovered eight successes.

However, this external force was too violent. While opening up the meridians, it also aggravated the old injuries. Now the old and new injuries have accumulated, and the symptoms are more severe than before.

Fortunately, "she" has strong internal energy, and she can still suppress it now. However, her skill is only less than 20%, and if she tries another Gou Ba, she will definitely die.

Panting heavily, Wei Shu sat on the edge of the well, closed her eyes and adjusted her breath for a long time. Finally, she gathered some strength, and then she pulled herself together and pulled off the body hanging on the edge of the well.

The blood stains on the body had dried, and all the clothes were soaked. It could be seen that it had been hanging on the edge of the well for a long time. When Wei Shu turned it over, she saw a face that was as withered as leather, and the lips and nails were bloodless.

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The deceased was not too old, but his facial features were clean. He must have been an upright young man during his lifetime.

There were old wounds all over the body, hands and feet of the corpse, and it looked like it had been whipped from time to time. There were calluses on its palms and shoulders, showing that it had been done rough work all year round. In addition, the man's clothes were also mended.

The traces of the stitches are very fine; the outer shirt is a robe that is either blue or blue.

The material of this robe is quite smooth, but the style is a bit strange: double-breasted, straight body, high collar, quite similar to the color of barbarian clothes, but the appearance of the deceased is the same as that of the Central Plains people.

It was Gou Ba who killed him.

The wound on the deceased's throat was consistent with the five-foot death hook, and there was still some rust residue deep in the wound. Apart from this, there were no new wounds on the man's body, and his clothes were clean and tidy, indicating that he was killed with one move.

Even if this person is good at martial arts, he is still inferior to Goubaduo.

Wei Shu quickly made the above inference and then had new doubts:

Why did Gou Ba kill a foreigner who was not very good at martial arts?

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