Two hundred and thirty-seven The Fall of Ups Forty-six

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The man standing in the doorway turned his head sharply, and he saw a pair of huge wings, which were the hallmark of a pure-blood feathered man.

Only pure-blooded feathers can spread their wings at any time, and the rest of the feathers only have the opportunity to spread their wings at the end of the month.

"Who are you, Skywing?"

The man's mouth trembled, and he vaguely saw that Luo Shui's outstretched wings had the mark of their fox concubine's nine-tails, and only pure-blooded feathers domesticated by fox concubines were qualified to have such a mark.

"Aren't you looking for me?" Luo Shui sneered, but in a moment, the distance between the two of them narrowed.

Five paces away, darts flew out of the man's cuffs. As soon as the black light appeared, two slightly curved short knives suddenly appeared in Luo Shui's hand, her body shook, and when the dart missed, her body brushed past the other party.

A line of blood crossed the cutting blade, and the knife was closed.

The man's throat made a sound that was almost dry, his eyes bulged, and he wanted to raise his hands to cover his throat in horror, but in an instant, a line of blood on his neck cracked, and blood rushed out, "You.. You were the lone wing of the year...."

"Hmph, good eye. Luo Shui tilted his head slightly, and the other party's body trembled and fell to the ground abruptly.

"It's a man. Luo Shui looked at the fallen corpse, she felt a chill in her heart, and whistled. She took her twin blades and left immediately, and the clean-up had begun with the man's fall.

In a moment, two women appeared next to the corpse, and they disposed of it with great speed.

......

A little boy dragged his cheeks and sat cross-legged on a bed covered with fox skins, staring at the sparrow as it moved around the room.

"Teacher, you clean up...."The little boy let out a long yawn and continued, "What are you doing with your things?"

"Where did you stinky boy go last night? Hua Que didn't answer his apprentice's words, he stared at the boy, and suddenly asked.

The boy shrank his head at the words, and he avoided his teacher's gaze with some timidity, and laughed a few times, revealing his white teeth.

"Bastard boy, did you go to that kind of place again?" Hua Que grabbed the clothes and shook his hand, his whole face darkened, "Say it quickly, see how Lao Tzu cleans you up today!"

"Master, disciple knows..."

Before he finished speaking, Hua Que wrapped up the clothes in his hand and threw them at him, "Little bastard, is that kind of place you supposed to go? Insult Sven, insult Sven! How did I Hua Que take in an apprentice like you?

The wrapped laundry hit the top of the boy's head and then spread out, covering the boy's entire face. He couldn't see his teacher's face, but he could hear the resentment in his teacher's voice.

"This old thing won't let me go today. The boy pursed his lips, thinking for a moment, and he tore off the clothes that covered his face, and the whole face was pressed against his eyes, staring at him indignantly.

The boy's heart jumped, and he was bluffed by his own teacher. But his expression was extremely aggrieved and pitiful at this moment, with a crying tone in his voice, the whole person knelt down suddenly, raised his head and looked at Hua Que with his eyes, "Teacher, the student knows that he is wrong, if you are angry, punish me, beat me and scold me, and the student accepts it." ”

Saying that, the boy grabbed Hua Que's hand and approached the left side of his face, "Teacher, you hit me, the student knows that he is wrong." ”

Hua Que stared playfully at his student's pear blossom and rainy face, how did he not know in his heart that his naughty student was using bitter tricks, "Then I can fight!"

The hand suddenly let go, and the boy who was kneeling for a long time felt as if he had been kicked in his buttocks, and the whole person jumped up from the bed and wanted to run out of the room.

"Little bastard, it's okay for you to pretend to be stupid and fool outsiders, but you still want to use this trick on Lao Tzu, and you will be angry with the old man. Hua Que just turned around, raised his hand and grabbed it, he grabbed the boy's long hair, "Run!"

"Oops..."The boy grinned in pain, he turned his head, his eyes were full of water, and he roared softly, "Teacher, the sage says that the gentleman doesn't move his mouth, you scold me fiercely, but don't beat me, it's insulting to the saint's education!"

"You stinky boy, you still want to teach me how to do things!" Hua Que raised his foot and kicked the boy's ass hard, sighing in his heart how the female neighbor a few years ago was a secret prostitute, and his apprentice was taught badly in this way.

Alas, the world is impermanent.

"What did you do yesterday?" asked Hua Que staring at the boy.

"I gave Sister Xiaohong some money. The boy couldn't help but think of the lonely widow in the alley, who had supported himself by needlework in his early years.

"What a sin!" Hua Que glared at his students with hatred and sighed heavily.

The name of Sister Xiaohong, how did he not know that in the alley thousands of kilometers in front of this clinic, the woman was a secret prostitute. Speaking of which, that woman's life is also bitter, her man died in the Battle of Changping, and she is alone and helpless to support her only son by needlework.

It's okay to live like this, although it is bitter, but life has a vision. It's just that later, she was taken by one of her own guests and cut off her source of customers. In desperation, she could only be wronged, but that night, she and the man happened to be seen by her only child who woke up in the middle of the night.

A scene casts a shadow, and the child who wakes up grabs the scissors and stabs at the man. It was only when the man missed that the scissors cut through the boy's eye, and he lost too much blood and died, and since then the woman has become a secret prostitute.

The man paid some money, evaded the arrest of the official family, and still lived his old life.

"Master, I just saw that Sister Xiaohong was pitiful, so I gave her the money, and she treated me very well!" the little boy lowered his head and pursed his lips.

"What did she do to you?" Hua Que was eager to give his student another kick to make him have a little memory.

"I give her money and she always kisses me on the forehead. The boy rarely showed shame, "said that if her own child was alive, he would be so old." ”

"What else?" Hua Que kicked the boy again.

"Oops. The boy tried to dodge, "Teacher, why are you kicking me again, Sister Xiaohong also said that she wants to thank me, she said that if she didn't have the money I received, maybe how long would she have to endure in the red dust?"

Hearing the boy's words, Hua Que jumped down for some reason, he let go of the hand that was holding the boy's hair, and the whole person took the medicine box and ran towards the alley.

The boy was stunned and reacted immediately. He followed behind Hua Que and gasped for breath for a moment.

The door of the little red house in the alley was hidden, Hua Que pushed it open, and the whole person was stunned in place, his head was gently raised, and his eyes were out of control.