The two walked down the street, still talking. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info Qin Longxiu: "This beauty may be the key, or maybe she is a demon girl." She comes to seduce people's souls at night. And this handkerchief is the object she chooses during the day, and whoever takes it, she will come to him at night—"

"So, don't say it's going to see a doctor for her, it seems that I have to pay attention to sleeping at night." ”

Qin Longxiu smiled: "Don't worry too much, there is such a beautiful demon girl coming to you, then you will be blinded by death!

"Beautiful women don't eat people, usually only demon girls eat people. ”

Qin Longxiu said: "But then again, we are not completely sure about this matter, so it is better to be careful." That's not unfounded, I've heard of it in the market!"

He smiled and said: "If you hadn't reminded me, maybe I would have been urged by this amulet!

Qin Longxiu said with a smile: "As for me, my biggest love is that I like to eavesdrop on other people's privacy." Whether it's a woman or a man, these days when I was inquiring about that beautiful woman, I accidentally saw these mysterious weirdos. ”

Covering the sun put his face in front of him, and smiled: "Inquire into other people's secrets, and tell you the truth, I also have a habit in this area!"

Qin Longxiu said: "I found that I am not the only one who has been eyeing this woman during this time, including the people from the official mansion of Kongwuxi. Her movements were suspicious enough that many people disappeared for no reason. But in addition to her, along with these, there are also some mysterious people who often appear in this city. These people come and go without a trace, mysterious and mysterious. What's more, there are rumors of youkai. So what about ......"

"So, let's take it seriously and do our business honestly, and if we don't know anything, it's just like nothing happened." ”

Qin Longxiu smiled: "Are you really not going?"

Shade Sun smiled: "Listening to what you said, not only did I get goosebumps, but I was almost scared of my guts, and I couldn't go even if I wanted to......"

The two laughed again.

Because he wanted to go back to rest and recuperate, the two of them dispersed for a while.

Willow Lane.

Where there is clutter, there will be quiet places. Just as there is a good thing, there must be a bad thing.

He vividly remembers that at this time a year ago, he had seen this willow like this, and the impression was so familiar.

It was noon, and the sun was rising overhead. Under the shade of the willows, on the top of the roof, he closed his eyes and lay down with his pillow hands.

He seemed to have forgotten everything around him, and just lay there and lay down.

When the sound of striking iron sounded again, he slowly opened his eyes slightly.

The breeze caressed, and the willows swung in front of me. Time has passed, and many things have appeared in front of us one by one.

The sun stretched out his hand and pulled the willow, and his eyes were fixed on the willow.

The willow was still a willow, but he clearly felt that it was no longer the willow he had caressed last year.

A lot of things, even everything, are gone by in the blink of an eye. It's like a gust of wind, passing without a trace, and passing away so completely.

Some things are easy to change. It's the same with people. After all, man is only a man, not a god. I wonder if this time, will it still be the same?

He spoke alone, and no one else listened, except himself.

If there was anyone nearby, it was the blacksmith shop next to him.

However, the strong man who was like King Kong was still only wielding a sledgehammer, and in that courtyard, he hammered the red-hot iron with all his might.

The sun then looked overhead and at the serene sky. In this fresh clear sky, he suddenly felt the heroism he had felt before: in such a delicate world, it is no wonder that so many people would rather melt her with broken bones. How nice it would be if there weren't all those troubles and clutter! As he thought about it, he sighed again: I don't know if such a beautiful thing can be involved in him? If not, it would be a bit of a pity.

As he spoke, he looked at a book beside him. That white-faced untitled book.

This book is the same as the book sold by Qin Longxiu. He glanced at the book, then looked up again. There was a moment of silence.

As far as the eye can see, the black-edged flag with the word "iron" in front of it is still fluttering in the wind.

-- The old, old, and stable feeling remains the same.

The blacksmith probed a rusty knife into the red-hot carbon, then took out another piece of red-colored iron, and then hammered it outside.

His hammering was skillful. He was shirtless, and his arms were strong and large. Between his eyebrows, he is obviously heroic, and there is a posture that makes people awe at first sight.

The business of the craftsman seems to have been very good all the time, and the sound of "jingling" has almost never stopped.

The blacksmith was outside, and the toddler was still pulling the stove inside. In the carbon on the stove, the rusty knife turned red in an instant. The heat brought by the heat of the stove made the toddler's little face sweat rain, and she was constantly wiping the sweat with her hands.

Perhaps she had not yet learned to wipe her sweat with a towel or sleeve, but her little hands stained with ash immediately became like a little flower-faced cat when they touched her face. Her big eyes that sparkle like a speech are more and more elfty and cute, but they are pitiful.

As soon as he heard the sound of the iron, he remembered the toddler. She must be struggling to pull the stove in front of the charcoal fire, right?

In the blacksmith's yard, two people who bought cooking utensils had just left, and another person suddenly walked in.

He didn't see where he had come into the courtyard. As soon as he appeared, he stood there, in the most prominent position in the courtyard. As soon as he appeared, he walked straight to the blacksmith in the shop.

The blacksmith put down his work, looked up and asked, "Do you want to build something or buy something?"

The face of the person who came was gloomy, his figure was quite athletic, and he held a gun on each side, a red tasseled short gun. The gun is off-white and is a very ordinary two weapons.

The gun was ordinary, but there was blood on it. Crimson blood, still dripping. Both guns were bloody.

The blacksmith frowned. He saw that the tip of his right-handed pistol had been lost, and the gun was no longer sharp.

He also saw that the left side of the man's clothes was stained with blood from top to bottom. If you look closely, it's shocking: this man's left chest is up to the shoulder blade, and there is a large bloody groom. Near the wound, blood was everywhere. The blood had congealed, and half of his body was covered in blood.

"If you want to fix your gun, 80 money. Although the blacksmith saw his injuries, he did not show much of a strange expression on his face. He seemed to know that the other party was only here to strike iron and never to heal his wounds. "But if you want to fix the bracket inside the gun, I'll charge another 80 yuan, a total of 160 yuan. He also saw at a glance the texture of the gun.

The man threw away the gun, and then threw a small piece of silver, and said stiffly: "You put down your work and shoot my gun first." "Although he was injured, he still looked full of energy.

The ingot of silver was more than a tael, and the blacksmith took the gun and the silver, looked at him, and said, "I have always waited for my customers. There are six things in front of your gun, and if you are all right, you can wait here, and if you have something to do, take it in twelve hours. ”

The man took out a piece of silver from his bosom and threw it over: "Is it enough?"

The blacksmith took the money, and his face softened: "You wait for me for a quarter of an hour!"

He plunged his gun into the red coals, and threw two tongs of charcoal into the fire. Then he went in and took the young child aside, sat down in front of the stove, and pulled the stove whirring with his god-like arms.

The toddler saw the fire flourishing, and although he was sweating, he clapped his hands and laughed happily.

The blacksmith looked at her and smiled, and his face couldn't help but soothe even more.

However, before they could catch their breath, the people outside were about to check their wounds, when suddenly they saw several people rushing into the courtyard with shouts.

"Here!" they cried out as soon as they entered.

Several people held waist knives in their hands and stood apart, all of them looking like they were facing a great enemy.

These people were dressed in blue uniforms, but they were several public officials.

After a few people set up a formation, another person walked in, also a public man. This man stood in front of him, glaring coldly at the injured man who had retreated to the eaves of the shop, and shouted: "Gong Xiyun, you can't run away, your accomplices have already surrendered to the law, and now you will be arrested by yourself or do you want me to do it again?" At this moment, he was holding a long sword in his hand, and blood was dripping from the white shining blade.

The man named Gong Xiyun saw his posture and unconsciously retreated to the front of the shop, but did not answer. He only stared at the other with his eyes fixed.

Kongwu snorted coldly: "Harmonious world, it's you people, who make people panic and restless, I'll kill you all now!" he waved his hand and shouted, and the others surrounded him at the same time.

The void was about to jump up, but suddenly stopped, and the other dukes suddenly stood still.

-- Because there was suddenly a baby in the hand of that Gong Xiyun.

The toddler was standing by the fire. When Gong Xiyun saw them rushing in, he had already retreated to the children and the blacksmith. When he was about to strike, he grabbed the child before the blacksmith protected it. The other gun in his hand was now on the toddler.

The toddler was startled and looked at him with wide eyes - she still didn't understand what was happening.

Gong Xiyun looked down at the little girl he was holding, and couldn't help but say, "Look at this little guy, how cute she is, I don't think anyone wants to hurt her." He looked at the void in front of him again, "You don't want to, do you?"

"You can't run away, if you let go of her, maybe I can show you a brighter path." ”

Gong Xiyun said: "This condition is indeed more tempting, I think we can talk about it slowly." But I'm going to be a little nervous with so many of you here, and I don't know how to do it—" He looked at the hand holding the gun, and the tip of the gun was pointed at the toddler's stomach.

Why didn't he understand what he meant, and turned around and let the dukes retreat outside.

Gong Xiyun watched the people retreat, and when they all disappeared at the mouth of the alley, he relaxed a little. But he still stared at the void very vigilantly: "I just want to get out of here safely now! But I don't want to see you either!"

Empty Gap held back his anger and said, "Yes, but you have to ensure the safety of the child, but ......" He stopped for a moment, but did not continue.

And at this moment, two of the retreating catchers were ambushed at the mouth of the alley. The other two felt their way to the courtyard on the other side of the sun, and they also crouched on the edge of the wall of the ghost gun. They heard the conversation between the two over there clearly.

When the two of them were listening, they unexpectedly looked up and saw the sun lying on the roof. One of them couldn't help but put a finger to his mouth and made a silent gesture to him.

He nodded at them, and looked motionlessly at the courtyard next door.

Seeing that there was no gap for a long time, Gong Xiyun didn't speak, and sneered: "You also want to play tricks with me?

"You should know that it's too late for you to let go of the child." Even though the French Open is restored, I can still guarantee you to get out. If you get into the quagmire again, no one will be able to save you!"

Gong Xiyun said: "You have told many people about this, right? But these are useless to me. I've killed so many of you, and I don't care about this one. Do you need me to say it again? I want to see you disappear here. Such a simple request, I think you should understand the pros and cons, right?"

At this time, the void can only take a step back: "You will pay for your actions today!"

Gong Xiyun sneered: "To be honest, the threat of your words is far less powerful than what your sword gives people. ”

Empty said: "If you want to bring about your own destruction, I will fulfill you!"

Gong Xiyun looked at him and laughed: "It turns out that when you were crazy, it was just like this, that was really disappointing......"

"-You don't have to be disappointed!" a voice suddenly sounded.

When Gong Xiyun turned his head sharply, he saw a solid spear. The gun was a lot longer than a normal iron gun. The powerful King Kong, who was still in the shop, held the gun, and the tip of the spear stabbed straight at him in the side.

Gong Xiyun didn't expect that he deliberately kept a sufficient distance from the empty space outside. And this blacksmith inside, he also left quite a bit of leeway. But the gun stabbed him in front of him inadvertently. He had never seen a gun that fast, let alone a gun that long. The speed of the gun made him stunned and stunned on the spot. The shrill whistling of the wind, and when he turned his head, the head of the gun was close in front of him.

The iron spear shot at him like lightning, and he couldn't avoid it. In a panic, he seemed to have seen the gun passing through his body, and death was in front of him. But it was this desperate gun that provoked his crazy killing intention. Since he couldn't dodge the gun, he didn't dodge it at all—he turned around, but instead met the gun, and stabbed the short gun out of his hand.

The blacksmith attacked him in the moment when he was distracted. He cared about the toddler in the other party's hand, and did his best to stab the shot. He firmly believed that no one could escape that shot. That shot was enough to snatch the toddler back from him, and it could tear the other party to shreds at once. But when he saw the man holding the toddler in his chest and shooting himself head-on, he was in a state of confusion.

He looked at the child's innocent face, and was in a hurry to withdraw his gun - he had already rushed out of the air, and it was not easy to collect the gun, but he still had to face the counterattack of the other party. And that blow at such close range had already shocked him.

Sometimes, death is so sudden. It's so close to you that it almost catches you off guard. When the blacksmith saw the spearhead, he suddenly had this strange feeling. He saw the hidden gun, and the head of the gun suddenly opened a hole, revealing a thin blade of extremely sharp blade.

This is Gong Xiyun's last nirvana. I don't know how many people have died under his gun. It is undoubtedly the most stealthy tool of killing, and as long as you become his target, you will never be able to escape again.

The blacksmith was now almost defenseless, and was he going to die at this gunpoint? Instinctively, he tilted his head to the side.

No one wants to watch themselves die of their wounds, and even if they die, they have to struggle, and neither does he. He turned his head away from the muzzle of the gun, and instinctively reached out his hand - even if the mantis arm was a car, he would block it. It was this block that he finally dodged. He opened fire with his hand. But he was also amazed, for when he touched the gun, the force suddenly became so soft, as light as if a lover had reached out and stroked your hand.

When the blacksmith turned his head to look outside, he saw that the void was striking at Nagong Xiyun with his sword in a lightning-like motion—it was his shot that relieved his urgent need. He took advantage of the fact that Gong Xiyun withdrew his hand, and the gun was poked forward, and the young child was held in his hand.

Seeing this, Gong Xiyun was even more taken aback. The void was like a swift leopard at this moment, and it attacked him with the strength of its sword even more unscrupulously, without giving him a chance to breathe. As soon as Gong Xiyun saw this gap, he seemed to be shocked, and he didn't dare to fight, he shook a few shots, jumped over the wall and left. The wall was straight and smooth and powerless, and he stepped on it like a ladder, and in a few steps he climbed the top of the wall. He stood on the tile of the wall, and with one more step, he could get out. He even glanced back at the void under the wall, far outside the range of the attack.

Gong Xiyun sneered, and was about to jump away, at this time, he suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain in the back of his body, and he felt paralyzed for a while, and it was difficult to take half a step - the two people who were ambushed here raised their knives at the same time, and withdrew their knives at the same time.

The blacksmith saw him fall heavily from the wall. It was like a big sack falling out. He saw clearly that this gap, with a more vigorous pace, stomped against the wall, and chased after him like lightning, giving him a deadly sword. He also saw that this void was to block his retreat, and several shurikens were also struck. At this time, even if there was no ambush from the two people over there, his series of unbelievable and unbelievable attacks could still kill the other party.

The blacksmith stood there, looking a little dumbfounded. The toddler in his hand seemed to be stunned by the unusually bloody scene outside, and then he cried out. Her two immature little hands, clutching the placket of the blacksmith's coat tightly, looked at everything outside in horror.

The void struck Gong Xiyun with a single blow, and blood was slowly dripping from the blade. He stood there, his eyes cold, his body different, his appearance strange and a little terrifying—when a man kills someone, even if he is a famous person, that appearance will make you feel terrified.

"This man resisted arrest, he was brutal, and he should have been killed!" was the last sentence left in the void.