readx;? In the restaurant, it is late at night, but there is still a table and a candle on the second floor, sticking to one side. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The liquor on the table is no longer a flower carving or an 'apricot blossom', but an ordinary burnt knife, which sounds like the most suitable drink for those who lick blood with a knife tip.

"Goo. ”

The white-haired man is in the prime of life, and he looks up and drinks a bowl of unknown hot and cold wine, driving away the cold of the night wind, and at the same time, is it also driving away some kind of strangeness that is entrenched in his heart?

Who is this bowl for?

Yan Chixia filled a bowl for himself again, but this time he just put the wine bowl in front of him and didn't make any further movements for a long time.

"Miss Fu. ”

Yan Chixia suddenly called.

Fu Qingfeng appeared at the staircase at some point, she was neatly dressed, as if she was going out.

She shouldn't be out of the house, especially now.

"Senior Yan?"

Fu Qingfeng was also very surprised, she never thought that there would be people on the second floor of the restaurant at this time.

Yan Chixia turned the chair and let Fu Qingfeng see the panorama on the table.

One jar, two bowls.

Yan Chixia is not drinking alone, but waiting for someone.

Yan Chixia was waiting for her.

Fu Qingfeng was a smart woman, no matter what she had gone downstairs for, she sat down opposite Yan Chixia very obediently at this time.

"Looking for me?"

Very lightly turned 'waiting' into 'finding', Fu Qingfeng took the wine bowl that belonged to her on the table into her hand.

Yan Chixia didn't correct Fu Qingfeng's statement, he nodded and said, "You are indeed very similar to her." ”

They had seen each other a long time ago, but at that time, Mo Xie was on the side, and there were many things that Yan Chixia didn't say.

"Like Xiaoqian?"

Fu Qingfeng said, her eyes were very calm, she thought about a lot of things during this time, Xiaoqian's story Even if Ning Caichen didn't mention it again, she still guessed a little.

"But you're not her. ”

Yan Chixia said.

"Goo. ”

The one who drank had arrived, and he drank the wine that had been before him on his back.

Wine is hot, and the heart that has been moistened by wine should also be hot.

"What are your plans for the future?"

Just like Yan Chixia didn't correct Fu Qingfeng's sneaky change of concept at the beginning, now he seems to have completely ignored Fu Qingfeng's ulterior motives tonight and wants to go out.

Or that he had already understood Fu Qingfeng's thoughts, so he would wait here deliberately.

"I'm going back to my hometown with my sister. ”

The burning knife was too strong, Fu Qingfeng only drank half of it, and she replied with a wine bowl in her hand.

"The luck of this country has been lost, and if you hide in the mountains, you may be able to get peace for a lifetime. ”

Yan Chixia said, he neither made any comments on Fu Qingfeng's 'future plans' nor exchanged his plans with her, let alone asked anything more, but suddenly came up with such a sentence.

"Luck?"

Fu Qingfeng had never heard of this word before, so she asked such a question.

"It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

Yan Chixia seemed to be talking to herself, as before, he didn't seem to be talking to Fu Qingfeng at all, but only unilaterally.

"What a pity?"

Fu Qingfeng keenly sensed that something was wrong with Yan Chixia's state, and she shrank her head back without a trace.

"Miss Fu, if you can end this troubled world by sacrificing one of you, are you willing?"

The words that came out of Yan Chixia's mouth were still clueless, but their content seemed to have become dangerous, and Fu Qingfeng only felt a chill on the back of his neck when he heard it.

"Senior Yan, what the hell are you talking about?"

Fu Qingfeng, who had already felt bad, wanted to get up from her seat, but she found that her hands and feet were sore, and she couldn't get up several times.

"Smack. ”

The wine bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

There is medicine in the wine.

Fu Qingfeng fell to the side of the railing.

"Rest assured, it's all coming to an end soon. ”

Yan Chixia said.

In the candlelight, the white-haired man's face was an expression of extreme pain.

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"Smack!"

The bloody fist smashed the head of the last giant corpse, and the cemetery had been unrecognizable in the battle, as if it had degenerated from a rich area to a slum, and there was no longer half of the nobility from Mo Xie's perspective.

The gravestones polished out of the marble have all been knocked down, no, it should be said that 'being knocked down' is already the best treatment these tombstones have received, and the broken and smashed tombstones are everywhere.

The grave bag, or the sealed soil, was also destroyed to the point that it was bulldozed and pushed away, as if a tomb robbery group had visited this place and vented its anger after not getting anything good.

"Who else?"

Mo Ye's feet were full of the remnants of giant corpses, and they were almost a mountain, this was by no means a scene that could be built by the dozen or twenty giant corpses before.

"Roar!"

A bald head emerged from the ground, and a giant corpse hammered its chest like a gorilla, rushing up the mountain of corpses.

Waiting for it is a fist.

"Who else?"

Mo Ye asked again.

Without responding to his presence, he jumped off the mountain of corpses.

"Check your current points. ”

This piece of land obviously can't be used anymore, and I don't know if this formation is poisonous, and the people who are attracted are giant corpses that will leave a lot of residue after death.

With so many giant corpse wrecks piled up, disgusting is certain, and at the same time, for some intelligent ghosts, I am afraid that they will never be thrown into the net again.

Mo Xie planned to change places.

"The current points are 50,000 points. ”

The "Holy Scripture" reported the number, and Mo Xie glanced back at the corpse mountain, and he didn't need to know that the number given by the "Holy Scripture" contained a lot of water.

He didn't fight with the Holy Scripture, it seemed that it was because the harvest was good tonight, and it seemed that he was just a simple habit, he just put away the things that could still be used, turned around and left.

"Young man, it's not good to hold it all the time, the old man will give you an extra 5,000 points this time, come and exchange it for a beauty, release it." There are all kinds of types. ”

Mo Ye did not fight with the "Holy Scripture", but the "Holy Scripture" opened its own mouth, and contrary to the usual, it gave Mo Ye 5,000 points this time, although it was an account and a bonus, but anyone would feel harsh when they said it.

It showed a holographic projection of Fu Qingfeng in Mo Ye's mind.

"No, you don't. ”

Mo Xie said.

"Really, you don't need to?"

The Holy Book fiddled with Fu Qingfeng's projection, making her show all kinds of postures, either smiling or frowning, and when she finally began to undress, Mo Ye finally spoke.

"Stop. ”

He said.

The "Holy Scripture" stopped according to the words, and it seems to be a little abnormal tonight, and it is said to stop when it is stopped, which is not its usual style.