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Killing and being killed in an instant.

In the nervousness, everyone had a strong interest in watching the play, and no one except for the column wanted to see how the young man who came from nowhere, let alone knew how the sky and the earth would die.

Is it a quick swordsman to kill with one sword, or cut a few more swords and let him die slowly.

I also wanted to know what the young man's expression would be when he died.

Is it surprise and fear, or is it as dazed as the strong man before.

There are many people in the inn, and they think of a lot of things in this short space. They can think more, they have to think more, but the fast swordsman never has extra time, and the killing technique he has learned has not wasted two words.

Otherwise, I'm sorry for the name of his fast sword, and the sword in his hand.

The hand of the fast swordsman has already touched the hilt of the sword, and the sword is not out of the sheath, and the murderous aura comes first.

When he grasped the hilt of his sword, it was unsheathed.

However, his sword could not be unsheathed because someone's hand was holding his sword.

The fast swordsman looked at the left swordsman, he didn't speak, he didn't need to speak, his eyes already contained everything he wanted to say.

The left swordsman didn't speak, he understood what the fast swordsman was going to say, and his eyes also contained what he wanted to say.

The two looked at each other, and soon they turned their gazes. It seemed to the two of them to be just a few seconds, and to those who watched them, it seemed as if time had been frozen.

As a result, the fast swordsman withdrew his hand, and the left swordsman also withdrew his hand.

As for why they stopped, it is not clear to those here, they are not parties after all.

Maybe even the fast swordsman didn't know why he stopped. Although he was very serious in the face of the left swordsman, he was only serious, and he had no sense of fear. It's just killing a person, killing if he wants to, how has he ever seen the eyes of others?

So he only said that he sold the left swordsman a face, but he only said that it was the will of heaven, and that kid's life should not be decided on this.

But how could a dancer like him, who hung his head around his waist and danced on the tip of a knife, put his life on an ethereal god who could not be seen?

This is between the spear and the shield, and I am afraid he himself cannot explain it clearly.

The left knife man glanced at the human head on the table, the temperature in the room was high, and the coagulated blood began to melt and seep on the table, but fortunately, the table was dark, and the red color that did not bleed looked no different from the water scattered on the table.

The left swordsman sighed slightly and shouted, "Bring a pot of warm spirits." ”

With that, he took out a large pocket made of unknown leather from his waist, carefully put the head in the pocket, tightened it with a rope, tied it, and wrapped it tightly.

Since Changqing came to the inn, he has never been to Xiao Er, let alone what Xiao Er looks like, the strange thing is that there are so many people, and no one calls anyone, even Xiao Er has never heard a word.

The dead are generally taboo, and for those who do business, they wish to stay as far away as possible, but now the headless corpse of the strong man is placed in the center, and the blood is sprinkled all over the ground, and no one rushes to clean it up, and no one looks panicked.

The whole inn is like an inn with no owner, no hiring, and no rules.

You can fight, you can kill, you can die.

However, judging by the decoration of the house, it is not uninhabited.

The Left Knife Man was the first to call someone.

Changqing is looking forward to meeting Xiao Er for the first time, this mysterious and unknown Xiao Er.

On the side of the inn wall, a place with fur on it moved slightly, and a hand stretched out.

It turned out that there was a door in the corner, but the curtain made of fur happened to fit the fur on the wall, and it was probably cut from there, and it was difficult to find that there would be a door there without looking carefully.

The owner of that hand lifted the curtain of fur and walked out, dressed as an ordinary inn or tavern man, but with a delicate little felt hat on his head, so that the decoration in the inn was just right, and it was quite worthy of the cold season of the harsh winter in the north, and the desolate landscape here.

The two young people are ordinary, and there are no obvious features, and they are just passers-by when they are in the crowd, and after passing by, they probably can't remember the appearance of this person. This kind of coldness is different from the ice, which makes people unapproachable, but closer to the indifference to the human world.

It's a living person who has feelings, it's just a difference between more and less.

Changqing didn't believe that there was such a ruthless person, so he specially looked at Xiao Er twice, no matter how he looked at it, he was still ruthless.

It's a dead man? A dead man doesn't move.

A living person is not ruthless.

Suddenly a word came to his mind that made him tremble at the thought of it: the living dead.

I stayed with the old Taoist priest for ten years, and in addition to practicing, most of the rest of the time was to listen to stories.

The old Taoist priest deserves to have lived for such a long time, walked through many places, and seen many people and things. The stories he tells are all his own experience, and they have been told for ten years, and they have not been repeated.

I remember that he said that in the West Chamber, he encountered a bizarre thing.

There is a kind of person who can't be beaten to death no matter how much he fights, he doesn't know how to be tired, and he doesn't feel pain, and it's more like a machine than a person.

Some people don't know what strange magic is used to deprive such people of their sense of touch, so that they can't feel pain and can't experience the emotions that normal people have, so they are called living dead.

When people have bonds and emotions, they have all kinds of weaknesses.

There is no such thing as a truly invincible person.

But all the unrighteous people are mostly people who can go far, because they are ruthless enough, ruthless enough to throw away their emotions at will, so what else can they not do.

The more desireless, the more worry-free, and the more tenacious and invincible.

This is the truth of the living dead.

But the living dead are not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is the one who has the living dead.

Just talking about turning a good living person into a living dead, you can see that this person's heart no longer belongs to the category of normal people, let alone controlling the living dead, how can you expect him to do any good deeds?

Fortunately, the number of living dead people is not very large, and it can even be said that there are pitiful few, and the conditions for becoming the living dead must be too harsh. In addition, the living dead have only been haunted in the West Chamber, and very few people know about it, so it can be said that it is a secret to the vast majority of people.

It's just that the west chamber is in the south, and here is the north, why the living dead appear in the north is a question worth studying and having to pay attention to.

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