Zuo Dao Keman was puzzled: "What else is going on between you and me?"

Looking at that look, he obviously knows, but pretends not to understand, who is a clear-eyed person, who can't see it?

The fast swordsman didn't break it, and he didn't want to break it, he was not in a hurry or impatient, but he showed the scar on his eyes, and said patiently: "Since I said goodbye to you last time, thanks to you, I have left this scar." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoOver the past few years, although the wound has healed, it still hurts all the time, during the day, at night, day after day, year after year. ”

Zuo Daoke smiled and said, "Since the scar has healed, how can it hurt?"

The quick swordsman replied, "There are some injuries, very serious, but they will be forgotten soon." Some injuries are very light, but they can hurt enough for a lifetime. ”

The left swordsman was indifferent: "Oh?

The Swordsman continued, "Still, I'm grateful for the scar and the pain that allows me to remember you as a person. He paused, feeling that he had not yet fully expressed what he was trying to say, and added, "You are the first person who can live well under my sword, and still leave a mark on me." ”

The left swordsman was flattered: "Then wouldn't I be very honored, besides, counting this time, you have already praised me twice." Getting your praise is not an easy task. ”

Swordsman: "You deserve it." ”

Zuo Daoke's smile was a little better, originally under the influence of wine, the whole person was more ruddy, and it could be seen that he was in a really good mood at this time.

He said: "Is it that in the past few years, you have no one to talk to, and you feel really bored, but there are really a lot of words today." It's still rare to meet me, just to complain to me. ”

The corners of the fast swordsman's mouth moved slightly, he could be regarded as smiling, but he didn't look like he had changed, and he was still cold. He has a pair of sharp eyes, and when he looks directly, he gives people the illusion that he can penetrate the skin of a person and see the heart of a person. And under that sharpness, there is also a chilling horror, that is the tiger wolf's eyes on its prey, maybe for him, any stranger will be his prey.

So he was a very dangerous person, so few people dared to look him in the eye.

When it comes to dangerous people and things, the best choice is probably to stay away.

The Left Knife Man is one of the few people who can look him in the eye.

He looked playful, his eyes became slightly hazy, and he squinted slightly, as if to see the person sitting across from him clearly, and said, "Then what do you want to do?"

In an instant, people were silent and silent.

Some of them were the whispering of the wind blowing the closed doors and windows, accompanied by a slight tremor.

It was not the tension that spread wantonly, but the murderous aura that was clearly audible.

The murderous aura of killing.

The fast swordsman didn't speak, and one hand covered the hilt of the sword again, and the answer was self-evident.

The left swordsman's squinting eyes suddenly widened, and the essence flickered, and in a flash, it was like a flame that lit up in an instant, and it was extinguished in an instant.

Then someone began to be surprised, not surprised by the intensity of the murderous aura, nor surprised by the fighter plane that the two of them were about to start, but he found that the table was moving. Then more and more tables moved, and more and more people began to notice.

The ground is shaking slightly.

The teapot and cups on the table were also shaking slightly.

I don't know who shouted suspiciously: "Is it a snow fall?"

The faces of the people who heard it couldn't help but change again and again.

In this barren place, the beast is terrible, but it is not the most terrible, and what is more terrible than the beast is the unpredictable and unpredictable sky.

Sometimes it rains, sometimes it winds and sometimes it snows, and the thing that talks about changing color is this thing called Snow Waterfall.

It was a rare disaster weather, and it happened that the blizzard met the storm, and the wind brought the blizzard, densely gathered, and from a distance, it looked like a waterfall in the sky. Everywhere they went, they were swallowed up and then annihilated.

In the face of such a catastrophe of magnitude, the small one seems to have become an ant, the small one is pitiful, and the one who is also fragile is pitiful.

In fact, if you are lucky enough to encounter this kind of weather, there are only two kinds of results, one is lucky to survive, and the other is to sleep in the snow waterfall forever.

In fact, almost no one can escape from the snowfall, so the word luck is just a good wish.

The tremor continues, and the same shock is the human heart, panic but helpless, two seemingly contradictory feelings, at that time really filled everyone's heart.

There was a dull sound outside the house, getting closer and closer, as if many horses' hooves were stamping on the ground, galloping towards them. Hold your breath and listen to make sure it's really the sound of horses' hooves.

The people who were hanging couldn't help but let go, but fortunately it wasn't a snow fall.

However, there are other questions that come to my mind: In such a snowy weather, and the snow outside is so thick, who would come in such a hurry on horseback? Not to mention people, horses can't bear it.

Someone who cares looked at the vibrating table and connected with the sound outside, and suddenly his heart couldn't be calm.

Now it's no longer a question of who comes, but how many come.

How many horses gallop to make such a loud noise. 、

I could hear the horses coming to a stop very close to the inn, and someone pulling the reins, and I don't know how many horses neighed in unison for a while, but it was also a lot of movement, which showed that there were indeed a lot of people coming.

After a while, there was a "pop", the old wooden door was kicked open by a foot wearing thick cotton boots, and looking up along that foot, there was a bald fierce sweat standing at the door, with round eyes and horizontal eyebrows, and a surging evil face, which was a special mark that killed many people.

The man walked in the door, followed by more than a dozen equally tall and mighty men, all with fierce faces, tall and arrogant.

These dozen people entered the inn, and the room, which was originally more than enough space, suddenly became very crowded, and the sight passed through those few people, and there was a group of people standing outside the house, standing in the snow, standing in the big snowflakes with goose feathers, and suddenly there was an inexplicable burst of murderous atmosphere.

It seems that this group of people is not a general generation.

In the desolate wilderness, how can anyone be called an ordinary person?

The bald man glanced at the inn, and felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake that spit letters, which made people very uncomfortable.

He's looking for someone.

I searched back and forth several times, but I didn't find the person I was looking for, and he made a sound, hoarse, as if his vocal cords were rubbed by something, in short, it was very unpleasant, just like him, very unpopular.

He said, "What about the Northern Blue Wolf?"

They all looked at him, and no one spoke.

The bald man was dissatisfied, and said loudly, his vocal cords rubbed more violently and harshly: "What about the Northern Blue Wolf?"

Still no one spoke.

The person behind him stood up: "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear our boss talking to you? Do you know who he is, the boss of the Blue Wolf Gang, the ghost blue wolf." ”

The bald man had a gloomy face, and when he glanced around, he suddenly found that there was also a bareheaded person here, and that was Huiyuan.

He pointed to Huiyuan and said, "You, stand up and speak, what about Beicang Lang?"

Without waiting for Huiyuan to speak, the left swordsman spoke first: "Northern blue wolf, I know where he is." ”

When the bald man heard this, he immediately asked, "Where is it?"

The left knife guest said: "Northern blue wolf, northern blue wolf, in the north, this is very simple." ”

The bald man didn't react at first glance, but when the reaction came, his gloomy face sank and sank, and he said viciously: "You dare to trick me?"

The left knife man was still smiling, but there was already a different emotion in the laughter: "So what?"

The man said: "There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no way to go to hell, looking for death." ”

With a wave of his big hand, more than a dozen people behind him rushed out.

The fast swordsman pulled out a section of the sword, revealing only a small end, and the sword qi seemed to break free from the restraints, overflowing the entire sword.

If you don't come out, it's just that, and when you come out, it's going to kill people.

That sword qi is a thing that kills you.

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