Chapter 7 Trap

The rocks under his feet were cold and hard, but fortunately, Cheng Zongyang's shoes had already been lost and he didn't make any noise barefoot.

He held the rock wall and walked out of the cave carefully.

Outside the entrance of the cave was the stone house full of forcibly instruments. At this time, there was no one inside. The scarred face of Sun was caught where he had reached, but he was not prepared.

The door of the stone house was not locked. Cheng Zongyang gently pushed open the door. In front of him was a courtyard made of bluestone, with moonlight scattering on it, as if a layer of water was flashing.

Standing on the stone steps, Cheng Zongyang felt a little unbelievable that he could escape so easily.He cursed inwardly, this group of waste!It would be strange if the cell was seen like this, no one would run away!

Just as Cheng Zongyang stepped into the courtyard, there was a tense sound behind him, and the low sound of the bow string vibrating the air.A sharp arrow shot down from the high wall and penetrated his calf.

A man under Ge Long stood on the wall, holding the bow and arrow and whispered: Master Ge San!A slave ran away!

The closed door suddenly opened, and Ge Long, Sun Scar's face, and another man who caught him in the afternoon jumped out at the same time.Sun Scar waved a scimitar on his face and said sharply: Don’t let the slave escape!

Cheng Zongyang pressed his calf with one hand and knelt on the ground. The long arrow pierced his calf muscles, causing pain to his heart and lungs.

Sun Scar strode up, kicked Cheng Zongyang down and stepped on his back.

Cheng Zongyang hit the ground hard, and another stinging pain came from his healed ribs.

In the midst of noisy, he saw a crimson-red filament coming out of the corridor.

The silver bell on Ajiman's ankle rings gently, with a look of ridicule and disdain on his face.

Cheng Zongyang raised his head and said with a voice: Why!

Cheng Zongyang doesn't understand this world yet, but he is not a fool.

There is only one reason why I can escape from prison so easily - they deliberately let themselves escape.

Ajiman, who opened the prison door for himself, was not helping him, but their accomplice.

But Cheng Zongyang didn't understand. They tried their best to capture themselves in and tortured them severely, forcing him to admit that they were fugitive slaves, so why did they deliberately let him escape?

Because in this way they have a reason to kill you.

Ajiman walked over lightly, you know, in the store, slaves cannot be damaged at will, but the exception of escape.

Staring at this Ming-style dancer, a bloody smell surged from Cheng Zong's teeth.

Ajiman leaned down and whispered in his ear: I hate you men the most.You are as vulgar as wild dogs on the roadside, as greedy as rotten vultures, as dirty as rats.

Cheng Zongyang gritted his teeth and said: Then why did you do that just now?Is it alms?Give alms to someone you killed with your virginity?

Oh!

Sun Scar turned his head and stared at Ajiman, you are such a fool, you will deceive you with a little fake blood.Do you think there will be virgins here?

Ajiman clapped his hands happily, Ha, I am so happy to see you being fooled.

Sun Scarface wanted to say something else, but Ge Long stopped shouting behind, Scarface!What are you waiting for!Kill him!

become!

Sun Scar raised his scimitar on his face and slashed at Cheng Zong's neck.

Cheng Zongyang, who was trampled by him, suddenly turned around, and Sun Scar's right foot, which was trampling on his back, then a pain under his abdomen was penetrated by a sharp object.

Sun Scar's eyes widened.

In his eyes, this stranger whom he bumped into in the pawn shop was just a weak and bullied foreigner.

But it was this foreigner who pulled out the feather arrow from his calf and sent the bloody arrow into his belly.

Sun Ba's face shook his body, and the scimitar in his hand fell to the ground.

Cheng Zongyang stood up with his injured calves, grabbed Sun Cra's collar, and sent the arrow into Sun Cra's abdomen expressionlessly. This move was prepared by Cheng Zongyang to endure the pain and secretly pulled out the arrow. The moment he hid it in his hand, he almost fainted from the pain, but no matter how painful it hurts, he still has to do it.

Sun Scar's face was soft and lying on Cheng Zongyang's shoulders, his eyes rolled up, revealing the white like a dead fish.Ajiman's ridiculed smile froze on his face, and he couldn't help but take a step back...

Cheng Zongyang held the arrow coldly and stabbed Sun Ba's face and then.Half of his body was stained with blood, and the wounds on his calves were bloody.

Cheng Zongyang repeated the barrel stabbing movement, ignoring the blood all over his body.When a faint yin and cold breath penetrated into his temples, he knew that the scarred man was dead.

This is Cheng Zongyang's first murder.

Since he came to this world, he knew that this day would be sooner or later, and he had imagined it many times. He thought he would be afraid and trembled so much that his whole body was limp, like a soft-legged crab, so nervous that he could not stand.

Or there is another possibility - when blood splatters, he will be extremely excited and find that he has the potential of a bloodthirsty maniac.

However, neither of these situations happened.

In the eyes of others, he kept stabbing a dead person, as if he was so crazy that his mind had collapsed. In fact, it was Cheng Zongyang covering up his shock - when he stabbed the arrow into his enemy's abdomen with his own hands, he felt extremely calm.

His fingers did not tremble and his breathing was not rapid. He just felt the blood-soaked arrow shaft became slippery and he had to squeeze it tightly with all his strength.

He could even calmly observe Sun Scar's expression and see how the scar on his face became curved due to the shock and pain.

During this process, Cheng Zongyang even had some doubts. Such a thin person would have so much blood?

The thug holding the bow on the wall was still stunned. Ge Long had already shouted forward. He turned his wrist and pulled out the long sword from his waist, and the remaining one-eyed eyes flashed.

Cheng Zongyang left the feather arrow in Sun Ba's face and leaned over to grab the scimitar on the ground.

Ge Long was extremely fast, and his body flashed and crossed a distance of five meters.

Cheng Zongyang hurriedly raised his knife and slashed it hard.

He was not sure that he could deal with this fierce guy, but he had a knife in his hand and could feel much more at ease.

Ge Long's practical experience is hundreds of times higher than that of Zong Yang, let alone this one with many flaws.

His upper body shook slightly, avoided the blade, stepped in front of Cheng Zongyang in one step, then hooked his head and neck, and hit Cheng Zongyang's forehead with his forehead.

Cheng Zongyang felt like his head was hit by an iron hammer, his skull was almost cracked, and his body couldn't help but fly out.

The dragon followed like a shadow and bullied himself forward. The long sword in his hand made a sharp roar, thrusting straight into Cheng Zongyang's throat.

Ge Long was very skilled, and his long sword seemed to come alive in his hand, like a living strange python, with accurate and ruthless sword skills.

As a modern man who has only played wild fights on the stadium, Cheng Zongyang didn't even deserve to carry his shoes for him after fighting.

Cheng Zongyang was in mid-air, watching Ge Long's long sword swept to his throat, and there was no way to avoid it.

The back of his neck suddenly tightened, and his body was dragged away half a foot away. The long sword could not be retracted, and he raised his shoulders and chopped a piece of bluestone on the ground to pieces.

Cheng Zongyang took a breath, and the hand behind his neck suddenly relaxed. He fell down, his body almost pressed against the scimitar in his hand.

Ge Long put away his long sword, stared at the figure that appeared in the courtyard with one eye, and then squeezed out an ugly smile. It turned out to be the Chief Ningyu Guard.

In front of Cheng Zongyang was a tall woman. She was wearing a black silk dress, with dark twill patterns on her clothes looking like ice, but she was wearing a dense leather armor.

From behind, the woman has wide shoulders and long legs, and her height is not inferior to Cheng Zongyang.

On her left waist was a small round shield, and on her right was a scimitar, which was shaped like a crescent moon. The scabbard was made of hardwood, and the patterns on it were simple and unpretentious, full of wilderness.

Ning Yu grabbed Cheng Zongyang's neck and dragged him out of danger. Then he threw him aside, then took out a scarf from his sleeve, wiped the fingers that touched Cheng Zongyang's skin one by one, and finally threw the scarf away.

Although she couldn't see her expression, she didn't want to hide her disgust.

Ning Yu said without looking back: Is it you who went to the Qian family pawn shop to pawn in the afternoon?

Before Cheng Zongyang could answer, Ge Long shouted: The Chief Guard looked carefully, this is the escape slave in the mall!

Cheng Zongyang said: I am a businessman!You caught it!

Ge Long sneered, Dead slave!You have the mark of a store in your neck, and you dare to say that you are not a slave!

A cold voice sounded, and there were 63 registered slaves in the mall, forty-one locked in the mall warehouse, and seventeen people stayed in the market, under the supervision of Qi Yuan.There are five slaves in this villa, one of whom has been tortured and his legs have been broken; two are in the water prison; the Tianzhu mute slave is in your room, and there is also a dance slave here.Ge Long, where did this slave come from?

Ge Long didn't expect that she would calculate the slave so clearly, and he was speechless.

Ning Yu said coldly: You sold slaves in the name of a store. Now that the matter is exposed, do you want to kill someone to silence them?

Cheng Zongyang opened his mouth wide and found that he was so unlucky that he was not only captured as a slave, but also a slave sold by the subordinates.

As for the purpose of this female guard, it is clearly related to the items he pawned - does anyone see that they do not belong to this world?

Ge Long held the long sword tightly and said in a deep voice: Chief Guard, don’t swear blood.When I, Ge Long, worked hard for the Bai family, I didn’t have you yet!

Ningyu said lightly: Then are you disobeying your wife’s control?

Ge Long had no way out at this time. He rolled his one-eye and swung his sword to draw a knife mark about an inch deep on the ground, and said sternly: The bastard named Su killed his husband and seized his birth!Gui's mother is like a snake and a scorpion!My Gelong and Baihu Shopping Center have one and two pieces!From now on, there is no connection!

As he said that, he jumped back.

Want to leave?

Ningyu's wrist moved, and before Cheng Zongyang could see her movements clearly, a crescent scimitar deshewned out and silently rushed to the back of Ge Long.

Ge Long took two steps, as if he was about to escape desperately, but suddenly his body whirled, and the long sword suddenly appeared, slashing the scimitar in Ningyu's hand.

When ordinary people escape, they are exposed behind their backs, but Ge Long goes against the rules and uses escape to lure the enemy. In fact, they have hidden murderous intent and suddenly kill them while Ning Yu is unprepared.

He was only one step away from Ningyu, and then suddenly stopped and turned around, as if Ningyu was sending it to the blade by himself.

Ningyu's crescent-shaped scimitar sealed the long sword and took three steps in a row.

Ge Long then stepped forward, chased after three steps in a row, and his sword light rolled towards Ningyu like waves.

The long sword in Ge Long's hand was five feet long, and the handle of the knife was more than one foot long, but the blade was only about an inch wide and narrow, and the blade was slender.

He used the power of his waist and back to cut the lattice, and made a combo to strike, and his body urged the knife to move forward. The knife followed the person, and the advance and retreated in a series of ways. His sword skills were fierce and powerful, and extremely sharp.

Ningyu's scimitar was only half the length of the long sword of the Gelong sword. Facing his storm-like offensive, he was free to advance and retreat, and seemed calm.

Ge Long's fierce attack had no effect. When he was in a wrong way, he suddenly released the hilt with his left hand and raised his hand to shoot a sleeve arrow.

The sleeve arrows emitted by Ji Kuo were faster than ordinary bow arrows. Ning Yu was close to the Gelong and had no time to dodge. However, Ning Yu stretched out his index finger with his left hand and gently tapped the arrow.

The air touched by the fingertips seemed to absorb the moonlight from the sky, and a circle of silver-white ripples appeared. The short arrow shot rapidly condensed in the air, and the power contained on the arrow seemed to be exhausted by the fluctuating air in an instant, hanging on the fingertips of Ningyu...

This is obviously not just martial arts.

Ge Long roared and put away his knife and sprinkled it back, sprinkling an impenetrable sword light in front of him.

Ningyu bounced the sleeve arrow, and picked up the scimitar, and passed through the knife light like a willow leaf blown by the breeze, half a foot of it.

Then he turned back into the sheath, turned around as if nothing had happened, and looked at Cheng Zongyang coldly.

A little blood burst out from the sword light, and Ge Long waved his long sword desperately, his roar turned into a howl of fear.

Ning Yu ignored the knife light behind him and said coldly to Cheng Zongyang: What item was you pawning?

Cheng Zongyang moved his throat, and then he saw Ning Yu's face.

The guard that Ge Long mentioned was actually very young and looked four or five years younger than him.

She was wearing armor and it was hard to tell her figure, but her appearance was already a top-notch beauty, but her cold expression was daunting.

Her eyebrows were longer than ordinary women, like a pair of flying black feathers, with big and bright eyes. Although she was looking at him, her eyes seemed to see through his body and until the end of the void.

It's... a few sweat towels.

Ge Long had already used his strength to remove his strength at this time, and flew out of his hand and flew towards Ningyu.Ningyu raised his hand and slapped it, and the long sword fell down straight and embedded in the bluestone.

Ge Long knelt on his knees, howling and holding his face, blood flowing out from his fingers.

In the battle just now, Ning Yu only attacked one move, but a knife penetrated his airtight shadow and picked out the only intact eyeball he left.

The other two saw Ge Long's miserable situation and did not even have the courage to escape, and at the same time knelt down and begged for mercy.

Ning Yu glanced at Ajiman coldly, then looked away and said: Ge Long waited for his wife to fall, and the two of them were sent to the stone field to work as coolies.

Several women who also wore silk clothes and leather armor on their backs jumped into the courtyard, dragged Sun Scar's body away, and kicked Ge Long and the two into the dungeon.

Ningyu said to Cheng Zongyang: Madam wants to see you.

The tired body was soaked in hot water that my bones felt so comfortable.

Cheng Zongyang covered his hot cloth towel on his face and lay in the wooden barrel and refused to get up.

Outside the shawl, there was a woman in black standing around each other. They turned their backs to the wooden barrel behind them, holding the knife at their waists, like a group of loyal guards.

Cheng Zongyang sighed, crawled out of the bucket, wiped the water marks on his body, and changed into new clothes beside him.

Ningyu only left him a quarter of an hour to bathe. Judging from her expression, if she had exceeded the time, she would probably break in and break the wooden barrel and drag herself directly outside.

Thinking of Ning Yu's cold face, Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but shivered.This woman is so cold.With her here, you don’t have to be cold when drinking beer in summer.

Cheng Zongyang changed into new clothes, and Ningyu was already waiting outside.On the way, Cheng Zongyang tried to make some things, but no matter what he said, Ning Yu didn't say a word.He had no choice but to shut up and look around the manor.

Wuyuan City has no city walls, so it is hard to tell whether it is inside or outside the city.

However, the street outside the door has been in the past, and the bluestone is deeply trampled by the wheels.

Along the way, there were large and small houses on both sides of the road, which looked a bit like the villa areas in the world where he came - these villas were definitely real luxury houses. After passing three yards in a row, they arrived at the main courtyard.

The hostess' residence is still behind.

Passing through a moon cave gate, a two-story wooden building appeared in front of you.

Although the building is not high, it has a magnificent momentum.

The wooden columns, handrails and fences are painted in vermilion.

The paints have no dryness at all, but have a layer of amber-like luster, showing the long years of experience.

The stairs are not wide, covered with thick carpets, with complex and gorgeous patterns on them, with the worldly liveliness and beauty.

It was late at night, and the corridor under the eaves were full of lanterns.

At first glance, it seems that this place is no different from ordinary wealthy merchants, but in the corner where the light cannot be shined, there are a few women in the same outfit as Ning Yu.

Cheng Zongyang thought to himself, with so many female guards around him, could this lady have done something wrong and afraid of being revenge?

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from the room. The laughter was wet, mèi and sexy, extremely slutty.

Cheng Zongyang heard it instinctively tightened the scrotum.

With this sound alone, you can imagine that the woman in the house is a peerless beauty.

Ningyu seemed to have not heard it. She stopped in front of the door and said expressionlessly: Madam.The person who pawned the items has been found.The servant was ordered to take him here.

The laughter stopped for a moment, and a charming voice said: Ningyu, your temperament has never changed. It’s cold, how can any guests come to the door in the future?Let him come in.

Ningyu's cheeks tightened slightly, and he stepped back silently, hiding in the shadow of the light.

A little maid opened the door, she was only twelve or thirteen years old, as delicate as a lilac.

She raised her eyes to look at Cheng Zongyang, then smiled, lowered her head to cover the door, and there was a layer of crimson gauze hanging in the room, and a few people could be seen gathering together.

Cheng Zongyang pulled his servant's clothes and stepped into the room with his head held high.

The little maid pulled the veil and said softly: Madam, he is in.

The living room in front of me is composed of three rooms connected, and this room alone is twice as large as the house Cheng Zongyang ordered in that world.

The ground was covered with a whole carpet, and the bright red velvet was like long grass, almost covering the feet.

The hall is brightly lit, as bright as a white painting, reflecting a huge peony in the middle of the carpet. The peony is embedded between velvet, and the petals are flourishing, like the clouds and rosy glow, gorgeous and imposing.

There are several tall brass in the corner. Although it is summer, precious spices are still burning in the furnace, and the fragrance in the air is constantly scented.

There is a screen about a foot long in the hall, and in front of the screen is a wide brocade bed.

A woman was lying on the couch with her pink cheeks on one hand, giggling.

Her long hair drooped like a waterfall, her snow-white cheeks were like two melon seeds facing down, her chin was pointed, her eyes were waving, and the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, with a hint of confusing smile.

At first glance, countless words emerged in Cheng Zongyang's mind - all kinds of charm, beautiful peach and plum, beautiful figure, femme fatale, charming, beauty...

What made Cheng Zongyang even more hot was that the lady was actually naked. Her graceful jade body was hanging across the couch, with her plump breasts rising high, and only a bright red silk scarf was covering her lower body, covering her lower body. Her skin was smooth under the light and her skin was extremely erotic.

Beside her, there were five male slaves.

Some of these male slaves had a skin color like bronze, tall and strong body, while others were like white-faced scholars with gentle manners. However, at this time, they were all naked and knelt beside the woman. Two of them held the hostess' naked jade feet and licked her white soles with their tongues; the other one held her arm and kissed her fingers, while the other two reached out and carefully massaged her body.

The hostess' eyes were as silk as silk, and her snow-white body twisted charmingly on the brocade couch, making soft and lewd breathing sounds from time to time.

If it were another man, he would have been intoxicated when he saw this erotic scene. The white and beautiful body made Cheng Zongyang dizzy, and his eyes almost burst into flames.

The sexy woman looked at Cheng Zongyang, then turned around inadvertently, and the two towering breasts immediately trembled with white flesh.

The beauty stretched out her hand, raised a jade finger in a delicate way, and hooked Cheng Zongyang, her beautiful eyes wet and full of temptation.

As she guessed, she hooked her fingers and the young man walked over dizzyly.

Judging from his expression, I am afraid that I will forget my surname at this moment.

The beauty smiled proudly. It would be best if she could handle such a disciple.

The young man walked over with his steps, his hot eyes swept from the ends of his hair to the toes.

The beautiful woman stretched her body with her body burning and looking at her, she said with a voice: Young Master...What are the silk items you are doing in the pawn shop?

The white and greasy body was full of bright light and the strange fragrance made Cheng Zong dazzled. He let out a breath and said with a little dizzy look: It's underwear.

The beautiful woman raised her fingers and pressed them on his dry lips, gently caressing them. What silk material is woven?

Nylon silk.

Nylon silk?

The beauty was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up. Do you think it was Nilongsi?Where did you get the neon dragon silk?

Cheng Zongyang stared at her snow-slipping breasts and ignored her inquiries.

Seeing that he was so obsessed, the beautiful woman couldn't help but smile proudly and tempted: If you say it, I will...

Cheng Zongyang, who had been staring at the body of a sexy woman, suddenly laughed. His laughter became louder and louder, then stretched out his hand, bounced her bright red nipples without hesitation, and pinched her breasts.

The sexy woman's face suddenly changed.