118. The outer three: Evil friends
Xue Yang sat at a small wooden table at a street stall, curled up on one leg and stepped on the bench, eating a bowl of rice wine dumplings.
He knocked the spoon in the bowl and clanked, and he was originally very satisfied, but in the end, he suddenly found that the rice balls were very glutinous and the rice wine was not sweet enough.
Xue Yang stood up and kicked the stall.
The stall owner was busy and was stunned by his kick.
He watched the young man suddenly commit murder, and after kicking, he didn't say a word, turned around and left with a smile, and it took a while to react, catch up and scold angrily: "What are you doing!"
Xue Yang said: "Smash the stall." β
The stall owner was half angry and said, "You are sick! You are crazy!"
Xue Yang was indifferent, and the stall owner continued to point at his nose and scolded: "You little bastard! You dare to smash the stall if you don't give money for eating Lao Tzu's things? ! Lao Tzu ......
The thumb of Xue Yang's right hand moved slightly, and the sword on his waist was unsheathed.
Jian Guang Sensen, he patted the face of the stall owner with the sword blade of disaster reduction, and said softly, sweetly and greasyly: "The rice balls are delicious." Add more sugar next time. β
After saying that, he turned around and swaggered on.
The owner of the stall was frightened, dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and watched him walk far away in a daze, and suddenly his heart was full of grievances and anger.
After a while, he burst out with an angry roar: "...... What are you doing in broad daylight for no reason, why are you!"
Xue Yang waved his hand without looking back, and said, "No, many things in this world are inherently unreasonable. It's called a flying disaster. See you soon!"
He walked briskly out a few streets, and after a while, a man came up behind him, walking with his hands in his hands, and kept up with him without hurrying.
Jin Guangyao sighed: "I just turned around, and you made such a fuss for me." Originally, I only had to pay for a bowl of rice balls, but now I even have to pay for other people's tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans. β
Xue Yang said: "How much money are you missing?"
Jin Guangyao said: "It's not bad. β
Xue Yang said: "Then what are you sighing about?"
Jin Guangyao said: "I think you shouldn't be short of these money." Why can't you try to be a normal guest once in a while?"
Xue Yang said: "I never have money to buy anything I want in Kuizhou. It's like this. β
As he spoke, he plucked a sugar gourd from the pole of the roadside vendor.
It was probably the first time for the peddler to see such a brazen person, and he was dumbfounded, Xue Yang bit and said, "Besides, can't you set up a small stall?"
Jin Guangyao smiled: "You little rascal. If you want to set up a stall, I don't care if you just burn down the whole street. As long as you do a little bit, don't wear a Venus snow wave robe, cover your face, don't let people know who did it, make it difficult for me. β
He threw the money to the vendor, Xue Yang spit out a mouthful of hawthorn core, squinted at Jin Guangyao's forehead and saw a small piece of purple and blue color that was not hidden, and laughed: "How did you do it?"
Jin Guangyao glanced at him with a slight reproach, lifted his hat, hid the bruises, and said, "It's hard to say." β
Xue Yang said: "Nie Mingjue beat him?"
Jin Guangyao said: "Do you think that if it was his hand, would I still be able to stand here and talk to you now?"
Xue Yang thought so.
The two of them left Lanling City and came to a strange building in the wilderness.
The building is not gorgeous, and entering the high wall, there is a row of Hessian longhouses. The longhouse was preceded by a square fence of chest-high iron fences covered with red, red, yellow, and yellow charms. In the square are some strange equipment, such as iron cages, such as knives, such as nail boards, and some ragged "people" slowly passing through.
These "people" are all blue-skinned, with empty eyes, walking aimlessly in the clearing, bumping into each other from time to time, and making strange noises like leaky wind in their mouths.
The Corpse Field.
Back then, Jin Guangshan wanted to scratch his heart and liver when he wanted to think about the Yin Tiger Talisman, and he knocked on the side several times, and exhausted all kinds of means, but Wei Wuxian didn't eat the soft and hard, and touched a lot of nails for him. He thought to himself, if you can do it, others can't do it? I don't believe that you are the only one in the world who has this ability. One day you will be taught to be surpassed by others, and you will be trampled under the soles of your feet and ridiculed by future generations, and at that time, see if you can still be arrogant?
As a result, Jin Guangshan wantonly recruited those aliens who imitated Wei Wuxian's ghost path cultivation, took them for his own use, and threw a lot of money and materials on this group of people, ordering them to secretly study and dissect the structure of the Yin Tiger Talisman, and start to copy and restore it. Among them, there are very few successful scholars, and the one who has gone the farthest is actually recommended by Jin Guangyao, the youngest Xue Yang.
Kim Kwang-sun was overjoyed and made him a guest secretary, giving him great rights and freedom. The corpse refining ground was a piece of land that Jin Guangyao specially requested for Xue Yang to study secretly, that is, to use it unscrupulously.
When they came to the front of the corpse refining field, two murderous corpses were fighting in the middle of the field.
These two corpses were very different from the other walking corpses, well-dressed, the whites of their eyes turned up, and they were armed with blades, and their swords struck each other, sparks were everywhere. There were two chairs in front of the iron bar, and the two of them sat down at the same time, Jin Guangyao straightened the neckline of his clothes, and a trembling corpse moved over and brought a cup of tea.
Xue Yang said: "Tea." β
Jin Guangyao glanced at it, and there was a strange purple-red thing at the bottom of the tea cup, which was soaked and swollen, and I don't know what it was.
He smiled and pushed the teacup over, "Thank you." β
Xue Yang pushed the teacup back and said affectionately: "This is the tea I made secretly, why don't you drink it?"
Jin Guangyao pushed the teacup back again, and said kindly: "It's because you made it yourself, so I don't dare to drink it." β
Xue Yang raised an eyebrow, turned his head and continued to watch the murderous corpses fight.
The two murderous corpses fought more and more fiercely, and they had already used their swords and claws together, and their flesh and blood were flying. The tasteless color on his face became more and more intense, and after a while, he suddenly snapped his fingers and gestured.
The two murderous corpses immediately twitched around and reversed their blades, cutting off their heads. The remaining headless bodies fell to the ground, still shivering.
Jin Guangyao said: "Didn't you fight just right?"
Xue Yang said: "It's too slow. β
Jin Guangyao said: "It's much faster than the two I saw last time." β
Xue Yang stretched out his black-gloved hand, compared a finger, shook it, and said, "It depends on what it looks like." This kind, not to mention comparing with Wen Ning, even if it is compared with the ordinary murderer summoned by Wei Wuxian's flute, he can't take it. β
Jin Guangyao smiled: "Why are you in such a hurry? Take your time, what does it take to tell me. That's right,"
He took out something from his sleeve and handed it to Xue Yang: "Maybe you need this?"
Xue Yang flipped through it, and suddenly sat up from his chair, and said, "Wei Wuxian's manuscript?"
Jin Guangyao said: "Not bad. β
Xue Yang looked down, his eyes were blazing, and after a while, he raised his head and said, "Is this really his handwritten manuscript?"
Jin Guangyao said: "Naturally. Everyone wanted it, and it took me a lot of effort to grab it and collect it all. β
Xue Yang scolded in a low voice, and the excitement in his eyes became stronger. After turning it over, he licked his lips contentedly, still unfinished, and said, "Not quite." β
Jin Guangyao said: "There is a big fire and fighting on the mass grave, it would be good to find these remnants, save some of them." β
Xue Yang said: "What about his flute, can you get Chen Qing here?"
Jin Guangyao spread his hands and said, "It's not okay to show your feelings, Jiang Wanyin took it." β
Xue Yang said: "Doesn't he hate Wei Wuxian the most? Didn't you still grab Wei Wuxian's sword? You give him the sword, and the flute is replaced. Wei Wuxian had already abandoned the sword and didn't use it, and no one could pull it out if he sealed the sword casually, so he kept it for you except to put it on a good look. β
Jin Guangyao said with a smile: "Xue Gongzi is so good at making it difficult for others. Do you think I haven't tried? That Jiang Wanyin is now crazy. He still felt that Wei Wuxian was not dead, and if Wei Wuxian came back, he might not go to get his sword, but he would definitely go to get Chen Qing. Therefore, he will definitely not hand over his case. If I say a few more words, he'll turn his face. β
Xue Yang snorted twice and said, "Mad dog." β
At this time, two protΓ©gΓ©s of the Lanling Jin clan dragged up a monk with a cloak.
Jin Guangyao said: "Aren't you going to refine the murderous corpse again? β
The monk's eyes were red and his eyes were about to split, and he was struggling with all his might, looking at Jin Guangyao's eyes that almost burst into flames. Xue Yang said: "Who is this?"
Jin Guangyao's face did not change: "The one I sent to you is of course a sinner." β
Hearing this, the monk pounced with all his might, and with a mouthful of blood, he spit out the cloth that blocked his mouth, and said, "Jin Guangyao, you thief who is not as evil as a pig and a dog, you have the face to say that I am a sinner? What crime have I committed?!"
He bit by word, biting words like sharp nails, and longing for the words to pierce through Jin Guangyao. Xue Yang laughed out loud and said, "What's the matter?"
The monk was dragged by the person behind him like a dog chain, Jin Guangyao waved his hand and said, "Block it." β
Xue Yang said: "What are you blocking? Let me hear it? Why are you so guilty of being so evil that pigs and dogs are not as good as dogs? He barked like a dog, and he couldn't understand what he was saying. β
Jin Guangyao said: "He Su Gongzi is also a celebrity, how can he be so rude." β
The monk sneered, "I have fallen into your hands and let you fish and meat, what are you pretending to be?"
Jin Guangyao said with a pleasant face: "You don't have to look at me like this, I am helpless." I have repeatedly admonished, but you insist on not listening, and now the matter is irreparable, and I am also sorry and sad in my heart......
He Sudao: "What is the trend of the times? What is fanning the flames? Jin Guangshan wants to set up the position of immortal governor, which is nothing more than wanting to emulate the Qishan Wen family. Are you foolish in the world? You are framing me like this only because I am telling the truth!"
Jin Guangyao was silent. He Su said again: "When you really succeed, the hundred schools of Xuanmen will see the true face of your Lanling Jin clan." Do you think that by killing me alone, you will be able to sit back and relax from now on? What a big mistake! I Tingshan He clan can produce many people, and from now on I will work together and never give in to you another warm dog with skin!"
Hearing this, Jin Guangyao narrowed her eyes slightly, and the corners of her lips were hooked, which was the gentle and amiable face she usually had. Seeing this, He Su's heart thumped, and at this moment, there was a commotion outside the corpse refining ground, mixed with the cries of women and children.
He Su turned his head suddenly, only to see a group of monks from the Lanling Jin Clan, dragging in sixty or seventy people with uniform uniforms. This group of people, both men and women, old and young, are all frightened, and some are already crying and grabbing the ground. A young girl and a teenager were tied up by five flowers, kneeling on the ground and shouting at He Su: "Brother!"
He Su was stunned, his face turned as white as paper in an instant, and said, "Jin Guangyao, what are you trying to do?! You can just kill me, why do you want to affect my whole clan?!"
Jin Guangyao lowered his head and adjusted his cuffs, and said with a smile: "Didn't you remind me yourself? Killing you alone will not sit back and relax, the Tingshan He clan can produce many people, and from now on they will work together and never give inβI am very frightened, thinking about it left and right, I have to do this." β
He Su seemed to have his throat stuffed into a fist, but he was speechless, and after a while, he said angrily: "You killed my clan for no reason, are you really not afraid of what Qianfu will point to?!
Hearing him mention Nie Mingjue, Jin Guangyao raised his eyebrows, and Xue Yang laughed so much that he almost flipped over in the chair. Jin Guangyao glanced at him, turned around and said calmly: "You can't say that." Your Tingshan He clan committed a rebellion, and you raised the power of your clan to secretly assassinate the Jin Sect Master, and you were caught on the spot, how can this be called for no reason?"
A few people over there cried and shouted, "Brother! He lied! We didn't, we didn't!"
He Su said: "It's nonsense! Keep your dog's eyes open and see it clearly! There are also nine-year-old children here! An old man who can't even walk! How can he commit a crime? Why do they want to assassinate your father when they are so good?"
Jin Guangyao said: "Of course, that's because He Sugongzi, you made a mistake and killed people first, and they didn't accept it." β
He Su then remembered that he had been sent to this ghostly place for some crime, and said, "It's all a false accusation! I didn't kill your Lanling Jin clan monk at all! I have never seen the person who died! I don't know if it's a monk from your family! I ...... I ......"
He was stuck for a while, then collapsed and said, "I...... I don't know what's going on, I don't know at all!"
However, no one in this place would listen to his arguments, and sitting in front of him were two of the most vicious men who had regarded him as dead, enjoying his dying struggle. Jin Guangyao leaned back with a smile, waved his hand and said, "Block it, block it." β
Knowing that he was going to die, He Su was full of despair, gritted his teeth fiercely, and roared: "Jin Guangyao! You will be punished in the end! Your father will rot and die in the prostitute pile sooner or later, and you son of a prostitute don't think about how good the end is!!
Xue Yang was listening to it with relish, and suddenly, a black shadow flashed, a silver light flashed, and He Su covered his mouth and screamed loudly.
Blood sprayed all over the ground, and He Su's clansmen over there cried and scolded, and the scene was chaotic, but no matter how chaotic it was, it was still firmly controlled. Xue Yang stood in front of He Su, who fell to the ground, took a piece of bloody things in his hand and threw it, snapped his fingers at the two walking corpses on the side, and said, "Go to the cage." β
Jin Guangyao said: "You directly shut it up?"
Xue Yang turned his head, tugged at the corners of his mouth, and said, "Wei Wuxian has never used a living person to refine, I want to give it a try." β
The two walking corpses listened to his order, dragged He Su's legs, who were still screaming to himself, and threw them into the iron cage in the corpse refining field. Watching their brother frantically bang his head against the iron bar in the cage, several teenagers and girls pounced on it, howling and crying. The cry was sharp and piercing, Jin Guangyao raised one hand and rubbed his temples, as if he wanted to take a sip of tea to suppress the shock, however, he lowered his head into the puffy purple and red thing at the bottom of his eyes, and then looked up at the tongue that was being tossed in Xue Yang's hand, thought for a moment, and said, "You use this to make tea?"
Xue Yang said: "I have a big jar, do you either?"
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Jin Guangyao said: "Excuse me, you clean up." Come with me and pick someone up, and go somewhere else for tea. β
As if remembering something, he straightened his hat and accidentally touched the hidden bruise on his forehead. Xue Yang gloated: "What's the matter with your full head?"
Jin Guangyao said: "It's hard to say." β
Jin Guangshan threw big and small affairs to Jin Guangyao all day long, and he spent all day drinking and drinking, and he didn't return all night, which provoked Mrs. Jin to be angry in Jinlintai, in the past, when Jin Zixuan was there, he could still act as a mediator for his parents, but now there is no room for change between the two. Every time Jin Guangshan went out to fool around with a woman, he asked Jin Guangyao to cover for him and make excuses, but Mrs. Jin couldn't get him, so she grabbed Jin Guangyao and set off her anger, smashing an incense burner today and pouring a cup of tea tomorrow, so in order to avoid staying on Jin Lintai, Jin Guangyao had to personally find various Qinlou Chu Pavilions and take Jin Guangshan back on time.
Xue Yang took an apple from the lobby living room, and followed Jin Guangyao upstairs slowly, upstairs came the laughter of Jin Guangshan and the woman, and there was more than one woman, Yingying: "Sect Master, do you see how well I paint? This flower is painted on me, but it seems to be alive?" "What's so great about being able to draw?"
Jin Guangyao had long been accustomed to it, knowing when to appear and when not to, gesturing to Xue Yang and stopping. Xue Yang snorted, looking very impatient. When he was about to go downstairs to wait, he suddenly heard Jin Guangshan say in a rough voice: "Girl's family, isn't it enough to make yourself beautiful and bright, make yourself beautiful? β
Those women originally wanted to please Jin Guangshan, but when they said this, the atmosphere upstairs was awkward for a moment. Jin Guangyao's figure also stagnated slightly.
After a while, someone laughed and said, "However, I heard that the talented girl of Yunmeng was famous for her poetry and songs, and she turned all beings upside down!"
Jin Guang Shanxian was so drunk that he could hear the stumbling of alcohol in his words.
He bared his tongue and said, "Wordsβcan't say that." I've now found out that it's not good for women to get less of those who have. Women who have read some books always think that they are a cut above other women, have a lot of requirements, think unrealistically, and are the most troublesome. β
Xue Yang stood in front of a window, leaned back, propped his arms on the window, and looked sideways at the scenery outside while eating apples. And Jin Guangyao's smile seemed to grow on his face, fixed, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he didn't move.
In the attic, the women smiled and responded, Jin Guangshan didn't know if he remembered some old things, and said to himself: "If you redeem her body and find Lanling, I don't know how to entangle." Stay where you are, maybe you can be popular for a few more years, and you won't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life. What do you have to do is to have a son, the son of a prostitute, to be the ...... of hope"
A woman said, "Sect Master Jin, who are you talking about?
Jin Guangshan said flutteringly: "Son, alas, don't mention it." β
"Okay, if you don't mention it, you won't mention it!"
"Since Sect Master Jin doesn't like us to write and draw, then we won't write or paint. How about something else?"
Jin Guangyao stood in the stairwell with a stick of incense, Xue Yang also looked at the scenery of a stick of incense, and the sound of laughter upstairs gradually fell silent. Suddenly, Jin Guangyao went downstairs steadily, and Xue Yang casually threw the apple core out of the window, and followed staggeringly.
The two walked on the street for a while, and after a while, Xue Yang suddenly laughed unceremoniously.
He said: "Hahahahaha......ha
Jin Guangyao paused and said coldly, "What are you laughing at?"
Xue Yang said with a smile: "You should really find a mirror to look at your own face just now, the smile is so ugly, it's so disgusting." β
Jin Guangyao snorted and said, "What do you little rascal know, no matter how disgusting you are, you have to laugh." β
Xue Yang said lazily: "You asked for it." If anyone dares to say that I am raised by a bitch, I will find his wife, Lao Tzu will fuck it hundreds of times, and then pull it out and throw it at the kiln for others to fuck hundreds of times, so that he himself will become a bitch, look, how simple. β
Jin Guangyao also smiled and said, "I don't have your leisure. β
Xue Yang said: "You don't, I have, I don't mind doing it for you." You say, I'll you for you, hahahahaha......"
Jin Guangyao said: "No need. In a few days, are you free?"
Xue Yang said: "Don't you have to do it if you are free or not?"
Jin Guangyao said: "Help me go to Yunmeng, clean up a place, and make it clean." β
Xue Yang said: "As the saying goes, Xue Yang shoots, chickens and dogs are not left, what misunderstanding do you have about whether I am clean or not?"
Jin Guangyao glanced at him and said, "I don't seem to have heard this common saying?"
At this time, night has already fallen, and there is silence in all directions, and pedestrians are scarce. The two of them walked and talked, passing by a small stall along the way, and the stall owner was listlessly tidying up the small table, and when he raised his eyes, he suddenly screamed and jumped back.
He was so shocked that even Jin Guangyao was slightly startled, and when he saw that he was just an ordinary peddler, he immediately ignored it. But Xue Yang didn't say a word, and when he went up, he kicked over the stall.
The stall owner was shocked and frightened, and said, "It's you again?!Why?!"
Xue Yang smiled: "Didn't I sue you? β
He was about to kick again, suddenly there was a sharp pain in the back of his hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, he took a few steps back, raised his hand to see, the back of his hand had been pulled out of several blood-red traces, and when he looked up, a black-clothed Taoist took back the dust and was looking at him coldly.
This man is long and tall, his face is handsome and cold, he is holding a dust, carrying a long sword, and the sword spike flutters slightly in the night wind. Xue Yang narrowed his eyes, the killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he struck out with a palm. The black-clothed Taoist waved the dust, intending to rebuke him, but Xue Yang's move was unpredictable, and his palm turned sharply, slapping him in the heart instead.
The black-clothed Taoist frowned slightly, and staggered to avoid it, but he was able to be wiped on his left arm. It was clear that it didn't hurt the flesh and skin, but a burst of frost suddenly condensed between his eyebrows, as if he was extremely disgusted and unbearable.
This subtle change in expression fell into Xue Yang's eyes, he sneered, and when he made another move, suddenly a snow-white figure cut into the battle. But it was Jin Guangyao who stood in the middle and said, "Look at my thin noodles, Song Zichen said long and stopped." β
The small stall owner had already fled, and the black-clothed Taoist said, "Fang Zun?"
Jin Guangyao said: "It's just not talented." β
Song Zichen said: "Why does Fang Zun want to protect this arrogant person?"
Jin Guangyao smiled bitterly, as if helplessly said: "Daoist Song, this is a guest of the Jin clan in Lanling. β
Song Zichen said: "Since you are a guest, why do you want to do such an unpopular thing." β
Jin Guangyao coughed and said, "Daoist Song, you don't know anything, he ...... He has a strange temper and is young, so please don't bother with him. β
At this time, a clear and gentle voice came, saying, "It's true that I'm still young. β
Like a touch of moonlight in the night, a white-clothed Taoist man with a dusty arm and a long sword on his back quietly appeared beside the three of them.
This man is long and jade, his clothes and sword ears fluttering, and he walks slowly, like stepping on floating clouds. Jin Guangyao saluted: "Hyosungchen Dao Chief." β
Xiao Xingchen returned the salute and said, "A few months ago, I didn't want to forget Fangzun." β
Jin Guangyao said: "Xiao Xingchen Dao Chang Shuanghua shocked the world, if I don't remember, it would be strange." β
Xiao Xingchen smiled slightly, as if he understood that Jin Guangyao always spoke with a flattering temperament, and said, "Gathering Fangzun's reputation." Immediately, his gaze turned to Xue Yang and said, "However, even if you are still young, even if you are in the seat of Jinlintai Keqing, you still have to restrain yourself." After all, the Lanling Jin family is a famous family, and they should set an example in all aspects. β
His dark eyes were shining, bright and soft, and he looked at Xue Yang without condemnation, so although it was a word of persuasion, it was not offensive. Jin Guangyao immediately calmly took this step and said, "That's nature. β
Xue Yang laughed. Hearing him sneer, Xiao Xingchen didn't get angry, looked at him for a while, and muttered: "Come again, I look at this young man, and it's quite ...... to raise his hand to make a move."
Song Zichen said coldly: "Vicious." β
Hearing this, Xue Yang laughed and said: "Say that I am still young, and how many years older are you than me? Say that I am ruthless, who will come up and throw me in the dust first? You two are too funny to teach people." β
He held up the back of his bloodied hand and shook it. It was obvious that he was the first to do evil, but at this time, he reversed black and white, and he was arrogant, Jin Guangyao couldn't cry or laugh, and said to the two Taoists: "Two Taoists, this ......"
Xiao Xingchen couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's really ......"
Xue Yang squinted and said, "What is it really?"
Jin Guangyao said gently: "Chengmei, you should keep up." β
Hearing that title, Xue Yangdeng's face turned dark.
Jin Guangyao said again: "Two Taoist leaders, I'm sorry today, don't be surprised when you look at my thin noodles." β
Song Zichen shook his head, Xiao Xingchen patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Zichen, let's go." β
Song Zichen glanced at him, bowed slightly, and the two said goodbye to Jin Guangyao in unison and left side by side.
Xue Yang stared at the backs of the two with gloomy eyes, smiled and gritted his teeth, "...... Fuck the stinky Taoist. β
Jin Guangyao said strangely: "They don't care about you, why are they so resentful?"
Xue Yang sneered: "But I slapped it, what kind of eyes did the surname Song have? One day, I'll gouge out his eyes and break his heart, and see what else can happen to him?"
Jin Guangyao said: "You are misunderstood. Song Daochang has a slight habit of cleanliness and doesn't like to come into contact with others, he is not targeting you. β
Xue Yang said: "Who are these two stinky Taoist priests?"
Jin Guangyao said: "It's been a long time, you don't even know each other? Those are the two who are in the limelight now, 'Bright moon, clear wind, dawn stardust, proud snow and frost Song Zichen'." Haven't you heard of it?"
Xue Yang said: "I haven't heard of it." I don't understand. What the hell. β
Jin Guangyao said: "It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it, you don't understand it." All in all, it's two gentlemen, you just don't mess with them. β
Xue Yang said: "Why?"
Jin Guangyao said: "As the saying goes, it is better to offend a villain than a gentleman." β
Xue Yang looked at him and said very suspiciously: "That's what you said?"
Jin Guangyao said: "Of course. If you offend the villain, you can directly kill them to prevent future troubles, and others will clap their hands and applaud; offend the gentleman, that is not easy to do, this kind of person is the most difficult, will closely chase you and bite you to the death, and you will be pointed at by thousands of people if you move them. So, stay away. Fortunately, today they think that you are just a teenager, and you are a little more arrogant, and they don't know what you are doing in the town, otherwise it will be endless. β
Xue Yang snorted and said, "Restrain your hands and feet." I'm not afraid of that kind of person. β
Jin Guangyao said: "You are not afraid, I am afraid." Let a sleeping dog lie. Let's go. β
They couldn't walk a few more steps, and in a short time the two of them came to a fork in the road. To the right is the Jinlin Terrace, and to the left is the corpse refining field.
looked at each other and smiled, and parted ways.