"Who is Fushimi?" said Yan.

"The first crown prince of the Asura clan. "Bitter Daoist Dao," is also a disciple of the Infernal Ancestor. ”

"You killed someone?" Yan Li's eyes widened.

"Yes. The bitter Taoist squinted lightly, "So I advise you not to provoke this Dao casually." ”

Yan Li was stunned for a moment, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Fuya beauty, bitter ......"

"Shut up, shut up...... the bitter Taoist priest hurriedly pounced on Yan Li's mouth, "You want Dao Master to die!

Yan Li spread his hands innocently, "Yes, I have my heart." ”

"What kind of hatred and what kind of resentment!" said the bitter Taoist with a bitter face, "The ten hardships of life have been unspeakably miserable, how can I still meet you, a bad star." ”

"Don't forget, if it weren't for me, you'd probably be in a poisonous belly right now. Yan Li said politely, "I want to listen to the truth." ”

"I said I said. The bitter Taoist sighed and said, looking at the little Taoist boy, "Let him take a look." ”

Xiao Daotong timidly handed the giant axe to Yan Li.

"What are you going to do with my axe?" Yan Li didn't answer.

"Why are you stupider than a pig, and what does this way want you to do?" the bitter priest scolded fiercely.

Xiao Daotong thought about it, pointed to the axe, and then pointed to himself.

Yan Li said, "You mean, you killed Fushimi with this axe?"

Xiao Daotong nodded and shook his head again.

Yan Li saw her nodding and shaking her head, not quite understanding what she meant, and looked at the bitter Taoist priest again.

The bitter priest said with a smiling face: "What she means is that she did kill Fushimi with an axe, but Fushimi did not die. ”

"What the hell?" Yan Li became more and more confused, "Since you have already killed, why haven't you died?"

Xiao Daotong just shook his head.

"How do you hear that this Fushimi is not easy to get along with, how did you kill him?" Yan said.

"You don't know. The bitter Taoist priest said mysteriously, "Do you know the origin of this axe?"

"Say it quickly. Yan Lidao.

"This is the Xingtian Axe, a monster that this Dao has surrendered and sealed with his own hands. "The bitter Taoist priest is full of spirit.

"That's it?" Yan said.

"What else?" said the bitter priest.

Although he knew that he was messing around, Yan Li knew that there were some truths hidden inside. It is also a profound science to grasp the accurate things in the disordered information.

Now, though, he doesn't care about the truth.

"The second question, why is it that wherever you go, that Fuya goes?" Yan Li asked the most perceptive question.

"Because I was marked by the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths of Infernal Hell. The bitter priest said with a bitter face, "Fushimi threw the mark on me. ”

"It sounds like the real thing. Yan Li said with a smile.

"If you don't believe it, go and kill a disciple of the Infernal Hell!" said the bitter Taoist angrily, "At that time, you will find out what it means that there is no way to enter the heavens and no door to the earth!"

"One last question. Yan Li said lightly, "What are you doing here to leave the Hate Heaven Ruins?"

This is the core and aggregation of all issues.

It's as if all actions revolve around a single purpose.

There is a reason for everything, nothing about love, nothing about hate.

The bitter Taoist's expression changed suddenly, as if he had been poked into the deepest secret in his heart, or he had planned and planned for the end, and finally came to a step that was unparalleled in the world, but was broken by an inconsequential passer-by who might not know which ravine he came from.

As soon as his expression changed, it seemed as if thousands of sufferings were piled up on his face, but the convergence of thousands of sufferings was ultimately an expressionless indifference.

"Immortals fight, mortals suffer. There was an indescribable look of ridicule in his eyes, "You have a small cultivation realm, and you are inevitably concerned about too many things. ”

Yan Li said lightly: "It's a matter of life and death, whether it's an immortal or a mortal, it's a fool who doesn't fight." ”

"What a fool. The bitter Taoist sneered, "But no matter how much you struggle, the immortal will only blink in the clouds, and all your endings will be completely changed." ”

"I made him wink," Yan Li said lightly, "Didn't I?"

The bitter Taoist blinked, "You're amazing." ”

Yan Li paused, suddenly sank into the dantian and opened his mouth wide.

"Uncle Yan, I was wrong. The bitter Taoist priest immediately lowered his face and pleaded with a bitter face, "I'm really wrong, don't shout, if you really lure Fu Ya over, it doesn't matter if I die, can you bear to see her die?"

Yan Li was about to speak, when he suddenly saw that the bitter Taoist priest's face turned bitter gourd color.

At this time there was a knock on the door.

The sound of the door being pushed was heard in the hall, at the gate of the Dragon Gate Inn.

The sound of the door being pushed was no different from the countless times they had done before, for they were all pushing the same door, and they were unsurprisingly muffled by the boiling noise of the inn.

Don't talk about the back kitchen, even people in the hall may not notice.

Yan Li couldn't hear the sound of pushing the door.

I don't know if the bitter Taoist priest heard it, anyway, he fled without hesitation.

Xiao Daotong, as always, followed without hesitation.

After the two left, less than two breaths later, a man in black came in the back kitchen.

Yan Li knew when this person came in, but how he came in, Yan Li didn't know.

It was as if he had come suddenly, as if he had never been here and had never left.

"You're alone?" he said in a lifeless voice.

"Yes. Yan Li swore that all the words he had said in his life were not calmer, more standard, and more correct this time. Because he believed that even the slightest tremor in his voice would end his life.

He did not hesitate to believe that this man wanted to die, and few people would live.

The Man in Black is gone.

It wasn't until a cook came in that Yan Li pulled out of that great terror, and although his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, he grinned.

"Guest officer, the ingredients of our Longmen Inn have been strictly screened and cleaned, and you really don't need to go to the back kitchen to check it yourself. The cook raised his face and said, "There are other guest officers who have placed orders, can you come down from the stove first?"

……

When Yan Li returned to his seat, he didn't see Ji Paper Kite, but he saw another person.

This man was with the man in black, because they were sitting at the same table.

Black is the black of black, but the black clothes are not black clothes in the ordinary sense, there seems to be embroidered with water clouds on it, and there is a mysterious light floating.

This person sat there, not to mention other people, even the gold and silver on the counter, cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.

When Ma Guanshan saw Yan Li, his expression became gloomy, and then turned into a kind of anger, which prompted him to stand up.

Lu Yunyin glanced at him.

"Personal vendettas. "Maguan Mountain Road.

Lu Yunyin nodded lightly.

Ma Guanshan got his approval, and immediately walked out with his head held high, "Yan Li, you turtle grandson, get out of here and eat your Uncle Ma!"

The hustle and bustle in the inn was completely over.

The silence was frightening.

Yan Li poured a glass of wine unhurriedly, drank it all unhurriedly, and said tepidly: "What is the name of your knife?"

"Of course I slaughtered you beast for Your Majesty!" Ma Guanshan pulled out his sword-like black magic knife with red eyes.

But he found that Yan Li showed no signs of anger.

Yan Li was not angry at all, but he became more and more angry.

Guilty?

Don't!

Ma Guanshan's face sank into the water, and as soon as the black demon knife turned, he immediately saw a knife light.

He is no longer a young general who regards "Crazy Knife Technique" as a classic.

His sword is not what it used to be.

However, Yan Li is not.

There was no movement, and the sword was unsheathed.

When the sword was unsheathed, the man was already rushing out.

Clang!

There was a clash of gold and stone, and swords collided in one place.

The terrifying two-color energy shot out in all directions.

But all of a sudden, all the strength disappeared, and the two turned their heads to look, only to see the gold and silver on the counter with a gloomy face, "Two, the Dragon Gate Inn is not a place to fight, if you have to fight, please go out and fight!"

Anyone who knows gold and silver knows that he is already very polite.

If it weren't for one of them following the Great Black Sky Demon King, these two would have turned into corpses long ago.

"Okay, I'll bury you in the wind and sand!" Ma Guanshan smiled coldly, turned around and walked out.

However, Yan Li shrugged his shoulders and returned to his seat.

Bai Yuge sneered and was silent.

Barkin, winkling at him, gave him a thumbs up.

Ma Guanshan suddenly sensed that something was wrong, turned around and looked, and found that Yan Li hadn't followed, and immediately felt ridiculous and ashamed, "Yan Li, what do you mean?"

"Of course, it's better to drink than to fight with you in the wind and sand and make you dirty and smelly. Yan Li poured himself a glass of wine, and didn't look at him, "You just bullied and bullied honest people, why didn't even Hai Changjin join you? ”

"You fart!" Ma Guanshan scolded, "Bastard calf, will Lao Tzu be as ungrateful as you, will he take revenge?"

Before he could scold again, the door of the inn was suddenly pushed open again, and two people walked in from the outside, two people completely wrapped in black robes, one was well-proportioned, but the eyes were exposed outside, with an evil and cold meaning.

The other was short and stocky, and if you didn't look closely, it was a standing bucket with a bulging belly. His eyes were filled with a kind of ignorant childishness, like a newborn baby. While looking at the people in the inn, he sucked his fingers, as if he was watching a delicious meal.

"Yes, can you eat it?" he said.

"Not right now. The well-proportioned man let out an evil and strange laugh.

The two of them chose a seat and sat down and asked for a large amount of food.

Yan Li was keenly aware of the golden hair color that was faintly exposed on the person's head.

After the two entered, the hall gradually became noisy again.

Ma Guanshan seemed to realize that his behavior was very stupid, so he sat back down.

It wasn't long before the inn door was pushed open again.

This time three people came in.

As soon as these three people came in, the wine glass in Yan Li's hand fell to the ground.