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The night of slaughter is coming, and the sun sinks little by little, and little by little, with great reluctance, and takes away the light that belongs to it, and it is in this way that the moon can fully manifest itself. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The darkness made the wind even colder, whining, grazing the ground, rolling up all sorts of objects on the ground, thatch, leaves, peels, and other garbage left over from the evacuation of the market.

In the inn on the side, the doors and windows are closed tightly tonight, and the people who fight the watch should not shout anymore tonight, because people will inevitably be cautious. On the fairly wide road, only Liang Ping and Su Huachen are left.

The moon is full tonight, and the night that should have been bright is like the first moon. Su Huachen raised his head and looked high. The moon there was purple and dark.

"Alas。。。。。。 ”

Let someone as indifferent as him sigh.

"It's the Dark Moon again. ”

The full moon can only distinguish the outline, just like the two of them here at this time. He shook his head and turned his attention back to the man in front of him again.

"You... Who the hell is it?"

Su Huachen asked again, and this time the words were wrapped in internal force and passed into Liang Ping's ears, which made the other party's consciousness suddenly sober up.

"I... I am ... Where?"

In front of Liang Ping's eyes, the illusion had disappeared, and the previous cave had turned back into the street, and the monster had slowly shrunk into the appearance of a person. Liang Ping carefully looked at the man in front of him in a short yellow and white suit that was very conspicuous in the dark night, trying to find the answer to his position in the other party's eyes. Those eyes were motionless, staring at Liang Ping, oh no, to be precise, staring at the sword in Liang Ping's hand, as the light of the purple dark moon poured on it, the color of the sword seemed to change, and it was like a magic sword, which could not only kill, but also erode people's souls.

Liang Ping, who was temporarily sober, did not get any of the answers he wanted in his eyes, he was completely unfamiliar with this person, so Liang Ping lowered his head and looked at himself, surprised, but also trying to remember what happened before. Seeing that Liang Ping did not answer his question again, Su Huachen began to feel a little annoyed in his heart, but soon, he tried his best to suppress this unhappiness, and kept reminding himself in his heart that what the master taught must not be forgotten, no matter when, you must maintain a calm mind!

Su Huachen thought about it, then raised his head again, and asked tirelessly for the third time, "Who are you and where did you come from?"

"I don't remember. Liang Ping quickly responded to him this time, shaking his head, his long, messy and dirty hair swaying with his head, "I don't remember how I got here, and I don't remember who I am." ”

Su Huachen was stunned for a while, but soon calmed down again, and after years of tempering, Su Huachen did not show much disappointment and unhappiness, because such an answer seemed to be very reasonable for such a crazy person. Su Huachen didn't get the answer he wanted, and after thinking about it again, he walked towards Liang Ping, who was muttering, and was about to speak again, but it was the sword that kept him shut for the time being.

The sword light came first, sweeping towards his chest, Su Huachen hurriedly stepped back, one step, two steps, and quickly distanced himself from him between the soles of his feet. With his instinctive reaction, Su Huachen was safe and sound, but the snakeskin bag he was holding in his arms, and the supplies contained in it, were cut off by the sword.

"Bang la la", scattered out one after another, some have been cut down, some are intact, in short, they all fell to the ground, scattered, Su Huachen stared at these things, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he saw the fate of himself who was about to return home with them to the master.

"Idiot!"

Su Huachen only had time to scold this sentence, so he had to move his body again, because Liang Ping waved his sword, and at this time, he lifted it from the bottom up, his eyes were as blood-red as before, and his mouth couldn't stop saying: "Beast, I'm going to kill you!"

Su Huachen was just about to bend down to pick up something, and the sword, the edge, and the aggressiveness, followed. Su Huachen bent his waist, but he didn't have time to straighten up, so he twisted his waist, and a beautiful harrier turned over and dodged it.

Maybe there are too many days without reviewing the basic skills of opera, although this turnover, although beautiful and elegant, is far from being as neat and neat as Wen Zixiang requires, and the strength is not in place. It was precisely because of this that Su Huachen's short clothes swelled up with his movements, and a button on his abdomen was slashed off by the sword. This flirtation seems random, but it carries the anger in Liang Ping's heart at this time.

The sword was magnificent, and after cutting off the button, it continued to run forward, brushing the pinna of Su Huachen's ears in the air, as if it had the power to cut off everything, plowing a trace on the ground, bringing up the gangfeng, and suddenly going away.

Su Huachen's forehead couldn't help but drip a cold sweat. Even when he stood up straight, he still had palpitations. It's too dangerous, I just despised the other party so much, and I was gambling with my life, what is the identity of this person?

Su Huachen's head turned behind him, looking in the direction where the sword qi was gone. Over there, there was a forest, the leaves had already withered and yellowed, and they were all about to wither, and that sword qi seemed to be fast and slow, and it was not until the moment when Su Huachen looked back that he had just arrived at the woods, and then, the sword qi rushed into the woods, causing the leaves to rustle.

"This 。。。。。。 ”

Su Huachen was dumbfounded, such a sword that made his heart palpitate, he couldn't even cut off a few dead leaves?

The yellow leaves, and the bald trunk of the tree, gradually stopped shaking. However, at this moment, the tree that bore the brunt of the tree had a palm-sized leaf, curly, and began to tremble again. Slowly, at the opening of one end of the curly leaf, a finger-thick worm wriggled out, as if it was about to fall into hibernation, but was woken up. It climbed up the petiole, faster and faster, faster and faster! as if an insectivorous bird was chasing after it

。。。。。。

Just when Su Huachen didn't expect it, the worm, just like that, abruptly broke in half from the center. The bug writhed in pain, as if he didn't understand why a sudden disaster had befallen him.

After a long time, it stopped struggling.

Then, like a chain reaction, the curling leaf, the tree, followed by a crunch sound, split in two from the middle. The section is very neat.

"Whew。。。。。。 Su Huachen let out a sigh.

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