The messy desk, Peng Jingguo, who had two heavy black circles under his eyes, put down a broken book in his hand, so old that he couldn't even see the cover of the cover, but there was a common word that was quite clear.

He put down this old book with a bit of bad taste, and directly opposite him was not a precious calligraphy and painting, but an old blackboard about five meters long and two meters high, and the blackboard was full of chalk foam under it.

The man who had not slept all night walked to the blackboard, picked up a small piece of chalk, and wrote a wolf character in the center of the blackboard, a very standard board book, somewhat like the handwriting of a Chinese teacher.

After a distance, he wrote down another eagle character, and then took a few steps back and looked at the two words in deep thought, and after a long time, he set out to add a name between the two words.

This name is Chen Tianshi, Peng Jingguo showed a few smiles on his face, and then wrote down three surnames along this name.

Xia, Xu, and Duan didn't seem to be satisfied, and Peng Jingguo added another name behind Chen Tianshi.

Guo Qingyi.

In this way, it seems to make some sense.

Stepping back again, Peng Jingguo touched the stubble on his chin and continued to think.

Moving again, he connected the Xia family with Guo Qingyi, the Duan family with the eagle, and the Xu family with the wolf, and Peng Jingguo put down the chalk and looked at his little masterpiece silently.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is someone playing chess behind his back, there is no such coincidence in the world, and Chen Tianshi's three apprentices are completely and seamlessly integrated into the three families of the grievances back then.

Peng Jingguo set off again, circled the name Chen Tianshi with chalk, then nodded a few points, and finally added three words.

Three-word sword.

Now, it seems that it is only a little complete, but it seems that there is still something missing, but this time, Peng Jingguo did not add, he predicted that the capital would be turned upside down because of these names on the blackboard, so he would focus on it like this, for Peng Jingguo, who is now in a very awkward position, this may not be an opportunity.

In the end, Peng Jingguo's eyes stopped on the three-character sword, and then put a big question mark behind the three-character sword.

What is this? Where does it come from? What does it represent? Or is it really real? This is the biggest doubt in Peng Jingguo's mind now.

The dawn of the northern city has just risen, and everything is revived.

Wang Chuhe stood motionless in place, his expression looking surprised.

Su Baosen's hand holding the coin was caught by Luo Qingcang, at first glance, it seemed that Luo Qingcang had successfully broken through, but at this moment, there was a sharp black short knife on Luo Qingcang's neck, and no one knew where Su Baosen conjured up this forty-centimeter short knife, but this did not affect the lethality of this short knife.

"Even people bring swords to me. Su Baosen moved the black knife slightly, and a red mark had already appeared on Luo Qingcang's neck, which was not a negotiating tone.

Luo Qingcang let go of his hand and said, "Old man, you just give me a good time, and then you may not see the three-character sword in your life." ”

The old man "Luo Qingcang" said the name word by word, and he seemed to have lost his mind.

Just when Wang Chuhe thought that it was difficult to recover the water, the old man withdrew the short knife in his hand at this time, although the old man's eyes were full of killing intent at this moment, but he finally restrained himself.

Luo Qingcang wiped the blood on his neck, and he said to Wang Chuhe behind him: "Open the trunk and give it to him." ”

Wang Chuhe came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly opened the trunk, and then took out the guy who everyone thought was dead, and then carefully walked to the center of Luo Qingcang and the old man, and then put it down.

The old man looked at the lone wolf who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and before he could speak, Luo Qingcang said: "It's strange that Guo Yegun guy taught him to get drunk three hands, if he is given the opportunity to pour wine into it again, even if I don't fight him last night, he will die, his body can no longer support him to continue to chase this story, the root bone is not good, it is a miracle that he was twisted by that old man to climb to this height and not die, so don't think about squeezing something from him, in the future, he can only write, not martial arts." ”

Su Baosen leaned over and picked up the lone wolf with a faint heartbeat, and replied: "Su family, you don't need his fist, your face is back, I don't care about getting a little more blood, for the sake of you being able to give him to me, I will spare your life today, if the three-character sword really appears in your hands, even if it is in the capital, I will look for you to ask for it." ”

"You can come. Luo Qingcang took one last look at the lone wolf, and his eyes suddenly became a little more complicated.

Su Baosen snorted coldly, and left directly with the lone wolf on his back, and just took two steps, he heard Luo Qingcang muttering behind him.

"If my junior brother accidentally dies in your hands, I won't let go of the Su family, how can I say that I also promised the old man to spare his life back then, if I didn't go down before he went to see the old man, I can't explain. Luo Qingcang said, this didn't seem like something that a big villain should say.

Su Baosen sneered and said: "Don't worry, his life is more precious than mine, but you, if he wakes up, should I say that you, who are senior brothers, are good or evil?"

When Luo Qingcang heard this, he hesitated, as if his thoughts had returned to many years ago, this path was chosen like this back then.

"For him, if I were the worst villain in the world, he might be a little better. Luo Qingcang tried to keep himself from doubting and not wavering.

Su Baosen suddenly sighed, wanting to say something, but it was difficult to say.

This guy with a warm and cold world, where is it right and where is it wrong?

"Over the years, you have lived a very hard life, I have seen it in my eyes, and Chen Tianshi who is lying on the ground has also seen it in my eyes, it is all due to the times, it's a pity. Su Baosen turned his back to Luo Qingcang and said, a person, except for firewood, rice, oil, salt, eating, drinking, and Lazar, what else is considered sublimation?

There are only stories, one story after another.

In the end, this person who also drinks ordinary water and eats hundreds of salts will be strong, more powerful than a Dousheng Xiaomin imagined, if it is really just the situation, is it a bit too far-fetched?

"The road, I chose it myself, people, and I killed it myself, Old Man Su, if you really don't think it's worth it for me, it's better to think more about the old man who is lying below for your Su family, in my opinion, you are far worse than him, I'm afraid that until death, you can't win him." Luo Qingcang said very bluntly.

"It's really carved out of a mold..."