As the sweltering summer passed, few people came to the qanats to fetch water.

The area around the karez in winter is no different from the rest of Luoyang City.

It's all neatly paved with bluestone slabs, and some moss with a little green is still growing tenaciously.

Life is inherently meaningless, and it is even more meaningless in front of these springs, summers, autumns and winters, and the evergreen moss of the four seasons.

To get from Zhangfu to Karez, you need to go through a long alley.

Because this alley is at the intersection of two alleys, it is also affectionately called a cross street by a group of old Luoyang.

Cross Street is not included in the 64 streets of the 8th District of Luoyang City, so it is equivalent to a street that is free from the establishment.

It is equivalent to a three-regardless zone, although there are not many such places in Luoyang City, there are also many of them.

Where there is light, there is darkness.

The brighter the place, the darker it is.

Some truths can be applied everywhere.

Although the world is not the same world, the human heart is the same human heart.

It seems that the darker the place, the more conducive it is to the breeding of snakes, insects, rats and ants.

The cross street is shaped like a cross and is located near the Chengkan District of Luoyang. The buildings on both sides are dilapidated, and from day to night, there will not even be a few idlers wandering around the streets and alleys, and there is nothing but quiet, so naturally there is no elegance of Luoyang City.

Today's cross street is so quiet, so quiet that I don't know when the rain will fall, the crackling sound of falling on the oil-paper umbrellas is like thunder, and the sound of the cold wind blowing through the shabby tavern flags on a winter night is like a pine wave.

Tonight's Cross Street, except for the winter fall, there is no pedestrian walking in the rain, and on the street, except for the ticking sound of raindrops, there is only the whistling wind passing through the alley.

Dongluo stood in the heart of the cross street and put away the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Da Hei, do you like this kind of black?"

"Like. If I add a few other colors, I like it even more. ”

"I've been walking to crowded places, how did we get here?"

Dongluo wanted to take advantage of the dark and rainy night to quietly go to the qanats to see if he could steal the chains. But I didn't expect to come here.

Danger ahead, an innate strong sense of danger that makes Winterfall stop.

Squinting her eyes, Qing looked seriously ahead.

A strong sense of danger came from the dark alley ahead.

It's too late to go back.

A feathered arrow shot through the rain and through the night, and shot out of the long alley towards the door of the winter's fall.

Dongluo sneered, and dodged the incoming arrow with a slight tilt of his head.

Come fast, go fast.

From darkness and back to darkness.

As for what came from under the curtain of rain in the darkness, it returned to where it was under the curtain of rain in the darkness.

Dongluo didn't know.

Although the arrow is full of accuracy, there is no aura fluctuation on the arrow, and there is no ingenuity, just relying on brute force, shooting directly.

Dismounted?

After looking around for a moment, Dahei said worriedly, "It's over! We're going to die." Young master, there is a big array that I can't see through that traps us. ”

Dongluo's heart tightened, and he gently kicked Da Hei's calf, and then scolded angrily: "Didn't you say it earlier?" Da Hei whispered with an aggrieved face: "You didn't ask." ”

Dongluo glanced at Da Hei speechlessly, and wanted to throw it on the ground, trampling it under his feet and rubbing it fiercely. In the end, he held back, he clasped his hands at the entrance of the street and said loudly: "Brothers, give face, I have 10,000 spirit stones for you to take." How about letting us go from here?"

"But you don't give us face! The families of more than 20 families and high-ranking officials in Luoyang City have been hollowed out by you, but you only give me 10,000 spirit stones......, isn't it a bit unsophisticated!" It seems to be faceless. ”

Dongluo quietly looked at the black-pressed crowd pouring out from all directions, raised his arm to wipe the rain on his face, and said again: "There are many people bullying people? ”

In this Luoyang City, my Divine Arrow Gang has to pay attention to many people. But that certainly doesn't include you. You don't want to take the money today, people! I don't think there's any need to leave. Bi Jing is on the black market, and someone pays a lot of money to buy your head. My brothers still expect you to sell your life to support your family!" the middle-aged man waved his hand and made a killing gesture to the people surrounding Dongluo.

The raindrops drenched the hair, fell down the blade, and fell to the ground, not blood, but better than blood.

Looking at the people who were rushing up all around, Dongluo hurriedly raised his hands and said loudly: "Heroes, heroes, please wait a minute, who paid for the heroes to kill me, and I will pay for it." If it's not enough, I'll add more. ”

The middle-aged man seemed to be amused by the young man in front of him, "Our Divine Arrow Gang, after all, is still a businessman, and we pay attention to honesty in doing things, and when we talk to you tonight, if you are still alive, then we can still talk." ”

"That doesn't seem to be a point of discussion. ”

Dongluo turned his head to Da Hei and said, "Da Hei, if you can't beat it, you will run first." Go back to Xue Nianci and leave me alone. ”

Dongluo slowly took out a white stone from the mustard seeds, and suddenly became awe-inspiring, as if he had become another person, and the boy who had grown up in the desert and snowfield after countless battles seemed to be back.

The white brick-like stone was given by Xue Nianci, saying that it was a third-level spiritual weapon, also known as Zhenshanyue.

Xue Nianci said that Zhenshan has no other advantages, that is, hard.

Dongluo held Zhenshan in his hand, and looked coldly at the crowd around him who were rushing up with giant swords and axes.

He has seen a lot of such battles in the wasteland outside Weicheng, raging horse thieves, murderous sand bandits, these will not reason with you, and there is no reason to tell you, in their eyes, except for fierce, bloody, money, and beautiful women. There doesn't seem to be anything left.

There is a kind of person in the rivers and lakes who will never die. That is the person who has blood in his chest and a light in his eyes. They can do whatever they think is right, and they will do whatever it takes.

No matter how deep or shallow the water is, there will never be a shortage of reckless men who are carried away by blood in such rivers and lakes, although many of these people have never walked out alive after entering the rivers and lakes. But there are still many people who are happy with it.

Many people put the so-called brotherly righteousness on their lips and hung on the tip of their hearts, and when the person who was worthy of his life gave an order, they would rush forward and pounce on it one after another. The worst outcome is nothing more than shattering, but the best outcome is ...... Fight to fame.

"I don't want to kill. ”

Dongluo looked at the enemy who rushed up and said such a sentence, and then slapped the brick-sized Zhenshan Mountain in his hand directly on a person's head.

Zhen Shan Yue is the only hard thing he can take his hands on at the moment, and it is very suitable for use as a brick. This is the combat experience he summed up in one of the few battles. Maybe there will be many things in this world that are harder than Zhenshan, but obviously the human head is not.

A dull loud bang like a heavy blow! A miserable howl that came to an abrupt end!

A touch of bright red blooming in the rainy night!

A man who pays attention to the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, with the idea of becoming famous in a fight, didn't even see Dongluo's face clearly, he was smashed by a brick and fell into the night.

What is the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, what is the fame of the first battle. In the face of real death, dozens of men who were shouting and shouting for killing suddenly fell silent, looking at the headless corpse that had lost its sound on the ground, and then quickly occupied their bodies with fear, and their swords-wielding hands became cold.

But no matter where you are, there is no shortage of people who are carried away by blood, and there is no shortage of people who blindly follow the herd, everyone is human, if it is one-on-one, you are fiercer than me, then I may be afraid of you. But if you have one-to-many, then you look down on people a little.

In this world, there are 10,000 enemies, but more of them are people who are invincible with two fists and four hands.

After a short silence, a greater war broke out, with cool spiritual skills, palms and fists, swords and swords, bright suns and falling stars...... All of them greeted each other like winter falls.

The pavement of the houses around the street glowed slightly, blocking the aftermath of these cool spiritual skills, if it weren't for the large array of protection on this street, it is conceivable that after this cool spiritual bombardment, the cross street would have turned to ashes.

Dongluo did not stop moving forward in the rain, and continued to walk towards the end of the cross street, the sword light and sword shadow flashed, and the sun, moon and stars just carried it. Every time the brick shadow flashed, a figure flew up.

The brick shadow and the head, the brain pulp bursts, the brick shadow reaches the waist, the bones are broken and the tendons are broken, the brick shadow is and the limbs, and the hands and feet slip off. Figures kept flying out, and the sound of terrible howls and fear resounded through the cross street, which had been dead before.

The cross street is full of wind and rain, and the cross street is full of people.

The few people who were still alive, they gritted their teeth and let out the most fierce roar: "Everyone rushed up together to surround him!"

The roar echoed in the streets and alleys around the cross street, and it was very strange that when he heard the words "surround him", the men who puffed up Yu Yong to howl forward with a steel knife scattered as quickly as possible, surrounding Dongluo and the middle-aged man in the middle, and Dongluo and the middle-aged man stood face to face for the first time and for the last time.

"You don't seem to care if they live or die?" The rain slowly washed away the blood stains on the mountain of Zhenshan, washing them clean again, as if they had never been stained with blood.

The middle-aged man didn't answer this question, but said noncommittally: "Human life is sometimes so low that you dare not imagine, in front of those big people who really want your life, maybe all of their lives are not worth your life." ”

Dongluo asked rhetorically, "What about your life!"

The middle-aged human: "It's not worth it." ”

Dongluo muttered: "Then the night in Luoyang City is too dark!"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "No, the night in Luoyang City is red." ”