"Beize, do you really think that Yang Mansion is your own private treasury?"

In the middle of the night, Zhuoshan City escaped into darkness, only a faint candle flame was lit in one corner, accompanied by an angry roar, which made people can't help but want to find out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Wei Chen was dressed in a snow-white middle coat, sitting on the edge of the bed, his hands clenched into fists on the edge of the bed, and two angry eyes shot towards Bei Ze, who was standing in front of him.

Kitazawa was still wearing the plain white robe in the daytime, and he didn't know the cold, he stood straight in front of Weichen, pursed his lips, and never spoke.

Seeing that Kitazawa didn't react, Wei Chen didn't laugh angrily, and looked at Kitazawa with contempt in his eyes.

"What's the matter, now that you don't have Beicong to help you, you can't do it? Weren't you very capable before? What grandson do you have with me now? ”

Remembering that he was just about to close his eyes, a candle suddenly lit up in the room, Bei Ze, this kid, Bei Cong used to be good at talking, but now he is really a wild buffalo that can't be controlled, wild very, very strong.

The hands clenched into fists were clinging to the sides of his thighs, and when Wei Chen took out his eldest brother in front of him again, the corners of Kitazawa's mouth hooked up a hint of a smile, but the bitterness in his eyes couldn't be dispersed.

"The boy of Weichen said this, Beize really deserves it, if you want to say that the Yang Mansion is also in the hands of the prince of comfort, how dare Beize rob something from you."

In a brisk tone, Kitazawa deliberately ignored what Wei Chen had just said, and without waiting for Wei Chen to speak to mock himself again, he quickly stepped forward, took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Wei Chen.

"I have a good thing here, so I came in the middle of the night to disturb the boy of comfort, eh, don't be in a hurry to say that you don't want to see it, if you don't look at this thing, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

As he spoke, he opened the carefully folded tissue paper in his hand, and when he saw the confusion revealed by the things painted on it by Soshichen, Kitazawa smiled and hit the railroad while it was hot.

"Haven't you seen this thing? It's like a bow and arrow, but it's not like it, right? It's called a crossbow, and that's what I'm here for. ”

After speaking, he handed the drawings into the hands of Wei Chen, took out two short knives from his waist, put them in the palm of his hand and looked at them, and only opened his mouth in the middle of the sound.

"When the boy gave me and my brother these two short knives, I was only so big."

The big palm gestured twice on his waist, and when Wei Chen, who was looking at the drawings, heard this, he raised his head suddenly, and when he saw the nostalgia in Kitazawa's eyes, his expression flickered, and he sighed faintly.

"Yes, I didn't expect time to pass so quickly, the breeze and knowledge were my works back then, Beicong is good, I don't think about the old feelings at all, I just snatched it from my hands, one to you, one to stay by his side, he also said that he would pass this knife to his son, and his son to his grandson, now it's okay, it's all in your hands."

Like an old man in the twilight, his face was full of memories of missing him, and he said in a deep voice after seeing the two short knives that Kitazawa was so precious about.

"This time the corpse frenzy came suddenly, according to the previous time, it should be time for them to fade, and then you can take them away."

After a pause, Wei Chen raised the drawings in his hand again and looked at them, then raised his head and spoke.

"But who drew this thing, I really haven't seen such a clever bow and crossbow."

Seeing that there was a drama in this matter, Kitazawa hurriedly withdrew the short knife in his hand from his waist, stepped forward and talked to Weichen about the benefits of the bow and crossbow with great interest.

"This bow is wonderful, you wait, wait until I have a good investigation, and I will give you a good answer."

After speaking, he pushed away Kitazawa, who was in front of him, opened the door, and walked out, even though he was still wearing a middle coat at the moment, and he didn't even have boots on his feet, so he disappeared from Kitazawa's sight.

Weichen left, only Kitazawa was left in the room, and the idle Kitazawa sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the objects in the room boredly.

It is still the same as the habit of comforting the dust at the beginning, a bed and a chair, except for a few famous paintings hanging on the wall, there are no other things placed in the room.

With his hands behind his head, he poured straight into the brocade quilt behind him, and his mind flashed back to the days spent in the Tibetan Sword Villa.

His name is Beize, he is the north of Northern Qi, and he is also the north of the master of the Bipolar Gate, but he is just a side branch of the Bipolar Gate whose bloodline is so weak that it can't be weaker anymore.

He didn't complain about his father and mother who had never met him, and his brother brought him far better than his parents in ordinary people's homes.

It's just that my brother is too busy, and as the leader of the martial arts alliance, I have to take care of his stubborn younger brother, so if I don't have a headache, I will see the hell......

How long ago was the corpse suddenly appeared in the Tibetan Sword Villa, killing him and his brother by surprise, at that time the elder brother was still playing Tai Chi with the messenger from the capital, and he was pulled by his brother beside him, insisting that he sit and not run around. Then, after a while, they heard a scream in the courtyard, and he remembered that he was so frightened that he knocked over the teacup in his hand, and he screamed in the drawing-room.

At that time, my brother also loudly reprimanded himself for being ignorant, scolding him so that he couldn't raise his head in front of the messenger, and now that I think about it, the anger at that time was for protection.

As soon as he opened the door of the living room, his brother was so shocked by the scene in the corridor that he took a few steps back, and immediately took himself and the messenger into the dark room in the Tibetan Sword Villa without saying a word.

And the breeze in his hand was stuffed into his hand at that time.

The shiny blade turned orange due to the candlelight, and Kitazawa was a little shaky to look at. I didn't feel the cold wind blowing through the open door.

After staying in the comfort room for a long time, Kitazawa, who didn't know when he fell asleep, wrapped up the quilt on the bed, and stayed all night until dawn, and the comfort dust never appeared again.

After sitting on the bed and stretching his waist, Kitazawa realized that this was not a room in the small courtyard, and then thought that he had slept on the window of Weichen for a night, and immediately jumped up from the bed, you must know that Weichen has a too strange temper, and others can't touch him, but he slept on his bed for one night, if he is discovered, there will be no good fruit to eat.

The messy quilt was laid out, and the comfort dust still did not appear, thinking that the bow and crossbow were not so easy to make, Kitazawa yawned, put his mind at ease and walked out of the room, ready to go to the back kitchen of the Yang Mansion to see if there were any good things, I was sick these days, and I didn't take anything back to the small courtyard from the Yang Mansion, and everyone hadn't opened meat for a long time.

Thinking about it, Kitazawa ignored his unkempt appearance at the moment, walked straight out of the room, and as soon as he took two steps, he let the things in front of him block the way.

"You ......"

Thinking that it was the thugs of the Yang Mansion, Kitazawa was about to open his mouth to teach them a lesson.