Dusk, the most frequent time for the undead. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info they remember this world, whether it is because of love or hate, dusk can give them a brief moment to temporarily exist in a form that people can see.

It's the way they were when they were alive.

Legend has it that dusk is the time of connection between "this shore and the other shore", and it is also the most chaotic time of the day. It is precisely because dusk is the most chaotic, the righteousness is thin, and the evil qi is not vigorous, which is the "most peaceful" time.

People go home lively, no one cares about the people walking beside them, the people who pass by them, and the people who come to them will be "visitors from the other side".

The tea shop on the corner was steaming, and the old woman was cleaning up the tea bowls on the table. She wiped the beads of sweat from the wrinkles on her forehead, and looked at the man and woman sitting in the corner from time to time with a slightly cloudy gaze.

The man was a handsome young man with a long sword behind him.

The woman's apricot kernel big eyes, goose egg face, willow eyebrows, at first glance is a jasper beauty, but unfortunately those eyes are red, as if she has just cried. They had been sitting here all afternoon, and now all the guests were gone, but they had no intention of leaving.

The old woman deliberately glanced at the belts of men and women to see if there were money purses, and they always did not leave, so that her heart was not very steady.

She guessed that the two were not a quarrelsome couple, but they behaved extremely politely, not like elopement. He is not poor in clothes, but he is not willing to pay and leave. It's all going to be closed, it's really troublesome!

I didn't dare to remind that the young man was carrying a sword on his back, and although he looked vicissitudes, he definitely looked like a practitioner. Her wife has been selling tea on this street for more than 30 years, and she has changed from a beautiful woman to an old woman, and the merchants are as innumerable as raindrops.

So she has always been very accurate in looking at people, but she can't see through the two people in front of her, and she can't see through it, so she doesn't dare to remind her at will.

The old woman was thinking about how to remind the two of them that her tea shop was closing, but she saw the man stand up, take out six cents and put it on the table: "Old man, this is tea money." Excuse me. ”

The young man's unexpectedly good temper, and the beard slightly longer than his chin lined his sincere face, instantly dispelled the doubts in the old woman's heart. She walked over with a smile and picked up the copper coin, and said with concern: "You are not from Bianjing, right?" Is this little lady in poor health? ”

The old woman's gaze lingered on the woman's swollen eyes, but she didn't stay long to look at the man next to her.

"Out of the way." The red-eyed woman squeezed out a hint of laughter, and her voice was hoarse and unpleasant as if she had swallowed several bowls of coarse salt raw. It's really incommensurate with her beautiful face that can be blown up.

"Gone." The man grabbed the woman's shoulders and helped her up, smiled politely at the old woman, and hurried away with her.

The old woman just thought that the two of them could talk, and wanted to talk more, but she could only crane her neck to watch them leave. Seeing that the person walked into the corner and disappeared, he shook his head and sighed: "Alas, this young man is really anxious. ”

She lowered her gaze to collect the dishes and wipe the table, but she didn't see a group of figures flashing on the street opposite.

The evening sun covered everything, but it couldn't hide the figures of the two people who had left. And, at some point, the people around the two of them have become guys who breathe evenly and uniformly.

"Tan Shaoxia, I always feel that something is wrong." The woman spoke, leaning softly against the man, her lips squirming and speaking in a small voice.

She looked very weak, but only Tan Jiuling knew that she was pretending. There is more to get jade than that, she will not lose her strength sadly because she cries, and she can't do anything about her hatred.

"Don't speak, I'm aware of it. That's why we decided not to wait for Yue Yi at the tea shop directly opposite Yue's Mansion, we have already been targeted. ”

The man gently caressed the green silk in the woman's ear, and from the side it looked like two people were whispering to Yingyan. The woman craned her neck and leaned closer to him: "What should I do?" Since the plan to enter the palace in the morning failed, her mind is still messed up.

The Tan Shaoxia in the woman's mouth was one of the two disciples of the Juying faction who survived by luck, Tan Jiuling.

And that woman was the one who was crying outside the palace and almost fainted.

"Don't panic, let's find a place with fewer people to clear these obstacles around us. Find a chance to go back, they have been with us all afternoon, and they will already move if they want to start. Tan Jiuling chuckled in her ear.

No one could tell that he was planning to kill the people who came up next.

Lang Yu nodded, and snuggled up to Tan Jiuling obediently with a hanging face. From beginning to end, she didn't glance up at the people passing by, but her hand subconsciously clenched the hilt of the short sword in her long sleeves.

There were fewer and fewer people on the road, and when Tan Jiuling and Lang Yu stopped in an empty alley, there were only four men, two women and six people left behind them.

"You're from the Xuanzhi Gate, aren't you? Oh no, I should say it's someone from the New Witch Gate. Tan Jiuling suddenly let go of Lang Yu and turned around, and as he spoke, he pulled out the long sword on his back and hung it by his side.

The jade behind him also lost the weak appearance just now, and the cold light flashed in his wide sleeves, and it turned out to be two thin and sharp short swords.

The six people were stunned for a moment, and they didn't even look at each other, and directly showed their weapons and prepared to fight. However, the tall woman standing in the middle still spoke coldly: "For the sake of your own life, it's best not to do things that shouldn't be done." ”

"Put down your arms and leave, if you don't say much, we won't take your two lives." The woman's voice was cold, as if ice beads had fallen into the water.

Tan Jiuling sneered: "Sure enough, it is the lackey of the New Witch Sect, but unfortunately, our current life is too insignificant compared to what we know." Of course, yours too! ”

Before the words fell, the three-foot green peak in his hand had turned into thousands of cold rays of light that overwhelmed the sky.

A few people here didn't expect him to really make a move, so they hurriedly avoided it a moment too late. Despite being fast enough, it was inevitable that his clothes would be torn, and two of his arms were even bleeding.

The tall woman in the lead wrinkled her very three-dimensional and beautiful facial features, and her eyes were full of murder.

Lang Yu, who had not moved, saw her eyes and secretly said that it was not good in her heart. In addition to the murderous aura, there was also a trace of excitement in the woman's eyes, as if a sharp blade that had not seen blood for a long time suddenly came out of its sheath.

Look at the other people, and they are all like this!

"They, they are eager to kill......" Lang Yu muttered, and immediately turned into a beautiful shadow and rushed to Tan Jiuling's side, "Tan Shaoxia be careful, these people are probably not simple!" ”

"Hmph, it's not simple, what can I do? They can't win against us, get jade, we must kill them, live, and destroy the entire Xuanzhi Gate! Tan Jiuling suddenly raised his long sword, and he and Lang Yu formed an angle with each other.

(To be continued.) )