Bloody bitter words

The small building is only two floors, and it is located in the courtyard of swaying bamboo, listening to the bamboo rain in summer and the snow in winter.

The courtyard is not large, and the decoration is not gorgeous, but it is very exquisite, which can reflect the thought of the designer.

Xiaolou has no other name, it is called Xiaolou, the entire Falling Snow City, when it comes to Xiaolou, people only think of this unique small building.

Whether it is a peddler or a dignitary, when they walk in front of this small building, no matter how arrogant and domineering they are, they will become polite and polite, and no one is willing to make a loud noise outside this small building.

Because the owner of this small building is called Ouyang Mo, he is a peerless beauty in the entire Falling Snow City, who can stand side by side with the eldest lady Xue Yu, and is known as the only person in Falling Snow City.

Ouyang Moxi wore white clothes and wide sleeves, walked barefoot on the green bamboo with a flute, green jade and white jade, and the sound of the bamboo flute was faint, fluttering like a fairy, everyone who was lucky enough to see this scene was shocked by her.

The most amazing thing is that Ouyang Mo himself does not have any cultivation, not even a first-order professional, but he is smart in ice and snow, proficient in poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

After only three days in Luoxue City, she was overwhelmed, and everyone knew about it, and it was said that even the city lord treated her with courtesy. Regardless of whether this news is true or not, the outside world's evaluation of Ouyang Mo is getting higher and higher.

On the information given to Aturu by the three leaders of the red sleeves, the last person listed is this peerless beauty, and the name of the head of the Zhao family is the same, with a red circle drawn and marked as nirvana.

Li Qi didn't know why he wanted to kill a woman who was powerless, but since he had already killed dozens of people after taking over the matter of Red Sleeves, it was not uncommon to add one more, whether it was a peerless beauty or not, after she died, she would be a pile of bones.

After experiencing the trip to Xiaobao, Li Qi's heart seemed to have hardened a lot unconsciously.

Now the only obstacle in front of Li Qi is the three tigers of the Wu family.

During the day today, Li Qi and Wu Yinshan chatted with each other, and Li Qi learned a lot of things from Wu Yinshan's mouth.

As for how to deal with Wu Yinshan, Li Qi has not thought about it, he must not be killed at this time, so as not to startle the snake, for Li Qi, it is already an unexpected joy to be able to learn the news of the three tigers of the Wu family from Wu Yinshan's mouth, and he will not expect anything else.

Li Qi wore a mask of bitterness, lying on the green tile roof not far from the small building, crossing Erlang's legs, a gold-clothed purple heart lotus bloomed at his fingertips, withering, life and death, reincarnation continued.

He turned his head slightly, listened to the sound of bamboo waves from the small building, closed his eyes, and thoughtless about something.

As long as he is allowed to enter the small building, then Ouyang Mo is destined to be a corpse, but the three tigers of the Wu family must be hiding near the small building and waiting for the rabbit.

Li Qi can kill fourth-order professionals, but at best, he can only deal with one, he killed two fourth-order professionals last night, and he killed them easily, one because they are not strong, and the other is because he is in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move, and he has a bitter mask to hide his aura, which is naturally easy.

But Yan Xi, one of the three tigers of the Wu family, is good at assassination, much stronger than himself, no matter how arrogant Li Qi is, he will not think that he can compare to these executioners.

What's more, there are three more executioners in this executioner.

Three fourth-order professionals...... Hey, what a big battle.

Li Qi raised his head and looked intently at the crescent moon in the night sky dyed blue by the blue light curtain.

There is only a thief who has been a thief for a thousand days, and how can he be a thief for a thousand days.

The night was still long, and he could afford to wait.

The lights in the small building went out, and the darkness seemed to be the same as before, quiet and peaceful.

Ouyang Mo, who was known as the "Fairy", stood at the window, dressed in white, looking extremely clear under the light blue moon curtain.

When you get closer, you can see that this woman who likes to walk on bamboo and play lightly with bamboo is actually not as charming and natural as Xueyu.

Her eyebrows and eyes were just ordinary when they first met, her eyes were not big, her nose was not straight, her cherry lips were not so small, and her facial features didn't seem to match ordinary people's judging of beauties at all.

But when these ordinary facial features are matched together, there is a little more subtlety, a little exquisite, a little ethereal, like that big clumsy and loud voice.

If the snow jade is a warm jade that has become refined on the bank of the Luoshui River, Zhong Tiandi is beautiful, omniscient, and coincidental, which has amazed the eternal years.

That Ouyang Mo is a silk cloud cut from the sky, the first time I saw it was just ordinary, and after a second glance, it was a little more aura, until the end, his temperament was ethereal and fairy, and he was worthy of being a person on an equal footing with Xue Yu.

She watched the bamboo waves under her feet roll with the wind, the waves generally rose and fell, and the sound of bamboo leaves that used to be like a drizzle now sounded, but she unconsciously had a trace of the rusty smell of the golden iron horse.

She stretched out her hand at the window, her wide sleeves hung down, if the clouds hung upside down, her slender jade hand felt the wind rubbing obediently in the palm of her hand, so for a moment, she couldn't help but sigh softly, and her words were a little tired: "This wind has changed its taste." ”

Vaguely visible, in the dark corner behind her, there was a black shadow sitting, and I don't know if I heard what she said, the black shadow was silent.

Time passed little by little, the atmosphere in the house was like a gradually taut string, the wind outside was much stronger unconsciously, the wide sleeves were flying, and the bamboo forest was hanging low.

The wind and rain are coming, and there seems to be a block blocking the heart, and it is so depressing that people can't breathe.

One acre of bamboo forest, tens of millions of bamboo leaves, is ten thousand killing machines.

The black shadow cowering in the corner, who didn't know whether it was alive or dead, finally moved, he turned over, and muttered a little vaguely: "It's not early, go to bed quickly." ”

Ouyang Mo ignored it, she took Yun Sleeve back to her waist and asked softly, "I've already hid here, why can't those people give up?"

With such a straightforward question, the black shadow finally had some reaction, he seemed to scratch his head vigorously in the dark, and walked to Ouyang Mo's side.

Under the light blue moonlight, the black shadow gradually showed his figure, but it was an old man with a clear face, his hair was scattered, and a few strands of hair hung down, blocking his right eye, but his clothes were really sloppy, and he really couldn't match his slender appearance.

The old man walked to Ouyang Mo's side, scratched his head, there seemed to be a foreign body in his throat, muttered and tossed for a long time, and spit out a mouthful of phlegm down the window, he patted Ouyang Mo's head: "Maybe it's because the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it." ”

Ouyang Mo was tall, and the old man had to stand on tiptoe to touch her head, but unexpectedly, she didn't seem to resist the old man's transgression, and hummed softly, and then stopped talking.

The old man squinted, his fingers flicked twice in a row, he turned his head with a smile, and said to Ouyang Mo: "Little Ouyang, you go to sleep first, I am here, you can rest assured." ”

Ouyang Mo just shook his head, looking at the stormy scene outside, and the old man didn't force it, just stepped forward and blocked Ouyang Mo's body.

"I want to go out for a walk. After a while, Ouyang Mo slowly spoke.

"Well, there is Lao Xu Tou here, you can go with peace of mind. The old man touched Ouyang Mo's head again dotingly.

Ouyang Mo was allowed to take a step out of the window......

Lang Youping and the other two tigers hid around Xiaolou, according to Jin Zhong's words, this is the ** naked Yang conspiracy, even if the bitter assassin finds out his whereabouts, as long as he wants to complete the task, he has to be hard-headed.

If not, it would be better, anyway, they have already got what Bibo Lou gave them, and the task is barely completed, but they didn't catch the bitter word assassin, no one can blame them, anyway, the girl in the building will not die.

Finally got a big tree, who wants to work hard day by day, what if something goes wrong.

Lang Youping has always been extremely convinced of Jinzhong's words, but in order to block the walking route of the bitter character assassin, it is naturally impossible for the three of them to hide in one place.

Jin Zhong and Yan Xi didn't know where they were hiding, Lang Youping was the strongest among the three, and he was the most suitable for hard fighting, so he naturally hid in the closest place to Ouyang Mo.

The bamboo grove downstairs.

Time passes bit by bit like flowing water, Lang Youping is murderous by nature, he can't hold back his temperament, the war is about to start, the heartstrings are tight, and the long-hidden killing intent is like mercury unknowingly, wanton and furious.

At this moment, there seemed to be a puddle of slimy and foul-smelling things in the sky that fell on Lang Youping, who couldn't control the killing intent, he stretched out his hand and touched it, and immediately became angry, evil from his heart, no matter what task you do or not, the monstrous killing machine is like a sharp sword, stabbing towards the small building above his head.

However, the killing machine was in the air, and only half of the bamboo leaf was shattered, and Lang Youping was like a heavy blow, and his whole person snorted, and the killing machine disappeared.

He sat on the ground, looking at the small building above his head, his eyes were uncertain, the sweat on his back was like pulp, and after a while, the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water just now.

He touched his forehead, threw out a handful of beads of sweat, and lay on the ground, not daring to move again, but in his heart, he inevitably scolded the head of the Wu family.

There are such masters in the small building, why do you want your three brothers to come over to join in the fun? Isn't this a pit man!

Through a ray of heavenly light through the cracks in the bamboo leaves, it was clearly seen that on the scale armor that Lang Youping took out from Bibo Pavilion, five small pits the size of fingers were slowly restored.

Just upstairs, the old man snapped his fingers five times.

On the green tile eaves, Li Qi, who was pretending to sleep, opened his eyes suddenly.

Not far from the small building, dressed in white and wading bamboo, the bamboo waves rise and fall in the blue moonlight, fairy light.

Li Qi squinted his eyes violently, and the gliding technique was silently applied to his body, he fell lightly to the ground, and touched Xiao Lou, on his forehead, the bitter words were extremely charming.

It's finally out!

White clothes, green bamboo, blue moon.

Bloody bitter words.

Kill!