Sending Gu Xing back to the room to sleep, Ge Laocai slowly walked down the stairs, came to Jia Hongdao's side, and said with a smile: "How can you thank me?" Jia Hongdao smiled happily, just nodded, but did not answer.

Ge Lao had no intention of dwelling up, but he was quite curious about the identity of the person who came just now, but he didn't know how to investigate, which was a little tricky. Hearing this, Jia Hongdao patted his chest and said: "Don't worry, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, I'll go and take a look, and I'll tell you as soon as there is news." ”

Ge Lao's tense expression on his face was slightly moved at this time, and he urged Jia Hongdao to do it immediately. Unable to stand Ge Lao's chatter, Jia Hongdao turned around and jumped away, and before leaving, he did not forget to tell Ge Lao to take care of half of his apprentices, so that Ge Lao couldn't cry or laugh.

Xu is lonely for so many years, even if he is over the destiny of heaven, he is still so worried. However, life cannot be recalled, nor can it be recalled. If this can be done, it is impossible to say that many regrets will be made up one by one, where can there be such sorrow.

Thinking of this, Ge Lao sighed slightly, looked at the unreachable north, and his thoughts fell into the past again.

Jia Hongdao jumped out of the wall and smelled a strong smell of blood, which was the result of unwillingness after a sudden struggle. The comer Liu Chong wanted to kill people and seize treasures, but he became meat sent to the door and was slaughtered by others.

In other words, anyone will be unwilling, let alone these outlaws who lick blood from the knife edge. But the man in black who followed him was so ghostly, he was definitely not from a famous family, but like the ghost king of Yin Mountain. It's just that when they got involved with Mingyue Tower, I don't know.

Xu was born for too long, the rivers and lakes have been turned upside down, and he is still such a frog at the bottom of the well. Thinking of this, Jia Hongdao shook his head with a smile, and continued to chase after him.

After a while, he chased him outside the West City Gate. At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and there were already morning stall vendors selling them, and when passing by a noodle stall, Jia Hongdao really couldn't bear his "growling" stomach, so he had to sit down in the kind eyes of the stall owner.

Xu was because there were not many customers in the morning, and the stall owner was busy with the work in his hands, so he drank Jia Hongdao and talked. I only heard the stall owner say: "The guest officer got up early in the morning, what do you want to eat?" Although my stall is not as good as the restaurant in the city, it has everything, and the guest can taste it. ”

Jia Hongdao smelled a hint of discord from the stall owner's words, it stands to reason that ordinary market vendors would never speak like this, and compared themselves with the restaurants in the city, isn't this deliberate?

Jia Hongdao remained silent, pretending to be interested and asked, "What do you have to eat?" Trouble the little brother to say, I'm so calculating. This so-called "calculation" is the "black talk" of the Later Tang Dynasty, and only people from the military can understand it, since Jia Hongdao has sniffed out that something is wrong, he naturally wants to fish and see the depth of this person.

Coincidentally, he stumbled on his own tracking, and it seems that he is not a good kind. Hearing Jia Hongdao's words, the busy noodle vendor was obviously stunned, but he used other actions to cover up the past in an instant.

How could such an obvious mistake escape Jia Hongdao's eyes, and when the noodle stall vendor was about to open his mouth to report the name of the dish, Jia Hongdao suddenly burst out and pulled out the "black dragon" from behind, which was an earth-shattering shot. The power of this shot was indeed moving, but the noodle stall vendor was not in a hurry or impatient, and only used the chopsticks below to block it, although it was a little difficult, but it was not too damaged.

Jia Hongdao's shot only used a bit of strength, but the power was amazing, if he were an ordinary person, he might have been scared to pee his pants, but this stall vendor was so calm, it can be seen that it is not as simple as getting up early to set up a stall vendor. And from the reaction when he heard the "calculation" just now, Jia Hongdao showed mercy to his subordinates, otherwise this shot would not be so simple to defuse.

Rao is like this, and the noodle vendor also retreats with difficulty, clutching his chest and gritting his teeth. It can be seen that the blow just now may have injured the internal organs, and if it is not blocked in time, I am afraid that I will have to worry about my life.

Jia Hongdao stood with a gun in his hand, like a god descending from the earth, his eyes were wide with anger, looking at the person in front of him. The vendor of the noodle stall held up the severely injured body, slowly stood up, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the arm that still had the strength left, before he said viciously: "How can you see it? ”

Jia Hongdao sneered a few times, and didn't mean to entangle more, so he kicked the "black dragon" across his back, jumped over the hawker and ran towards the west city gate. The vendor knew that he was invincible, and he didn't dwell on it, but silently took an object out of his bosom and shot it towards an open place.

After the object was taken off, there was a burst of crane chirping in the air, which was particularly piercing in the early morning of a hundred days. Jia Hongdao paused after hearing this, but he didn't mean to turn around and hurt the killer, Xu was born in his own army, and he still had the friendship of his comrades until he had to do so.

But this crane roar, anyone can guess, this is a signal that the blocking failed to ask for help, but now Jia Hongdao is no longer the Wuxia Ameng, and the realm has climbed to the same level as him, what is there to fear when looking at the world.

Along the way, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and after a while, it disappeared from the field of vision of the vendor. Just a moment after Jia Hongdao's figure disappeared, a young man in a green shirt suddenly appeared in front of the noodle stall vendor, only to see him unhurriedly take out a pill from the green shirt and hand it to the noodle vendor, although there was no word, but the sarcasm on his face was revealed.

The noodle stall vendor turned a blind eye, took the pill and took it with his head up, and began to exercise his breath. After a stick of incense, he retracted his breath and stood up, clasped his fists and said to the young man in green shirts: "Thank you for the grace of the green snake to save your life." ”

The young man in the green shirt is called "Green Snake", and it seems that he is also one of the twelve killers of Mingyue Tower. It's just that I don't know who the noodle vendor in front of me is, as for why he appeared here, someone must have arranged it in advance.

The young man in the green shirt did not answer, but asked rhetorically, "I heard that the golden rat is dead?" After speaking, he stretched out his tongue and licked his arm, like a spirit snake spitting out a letter. The vendor didn't feel any disgust or discomfort, but licked his face and said, "It is said that he was killed by the visionary of the Forbidden Army's Commanding Mansion. ”

"That person just now, is it the person who chased him out of the Forbidden Army Commander's Mansion?" The young man in the green shirt frowned slightly, and asked semantically. Although the noodle vendor reversed at this time, according to his understanding of this person, if he did not go well, he would inevitably be killed on the spot, so he said solemnly: "Indeed, I will block this inevitable road, although I did not succeed in intercepting and killing, but I heard some truths." ”

"Oh? Let's hear about it. The young man in the green shirt suddenly became interested, sat down nearby, picked up the noodles that Jia Hongdao had not put down the chopsticks just now, and ate it in a big gulp. The vendor was about to speak, but was interrupted by the young man in green shirt raising his hand, only to hear him muttering to himself: "You poisonous are not strong enough, say it quickly!" ”

The last two words blurted out, and the vendor almost knelt down when he heard the sound, trembling his body and saying in a scattered voice: "That person used to be a member of the border army, and he used the word 'calculation'. ”

"Dragonarmard?" The young man in the green shirt raised his head and drank the noodle soup, burping a little bit before muttering to himself. After speaking, he didn't wait for the vendor to say anything, and ran quickly in the direction that Jia Hongdao was chasing.

At this moment, the market that should have been bustling was empty, and when the noodle vendor walked slowly to an alley, he gasped at the scene in front of him. Xu was so happy that the young man in the green shirt had been killed just now, so he didn't attack himself.

I saw a mountain of corpses piled up in an alley not far from the noodle stall, all with black eyes and dead eyes. The noodle vendor almost fainted, although he and the young man in the green shirt were the same people from Mingyue Tower, but he knew very little about him, but he was only reminded not to annoy this person and avoid being killed.

When the noodle vendor thought of this, he didn't realize that his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and he collapsed outside the alley, almost fainting. And the young man in the green shirt walked briskly, humming an unknown country tune, and chased in the direction of Jia Hongdao.

Xu knew something, he didn't seem to be in a hurry, but had a look of imperativeness. It's as if the mountains of corpses in the alley have nothing to do with him. And he was just a handsome young man who came by to go out of the city.

When he came to a small stream, the young man in the green shirt was a little tired, so he squatted down and picked up the water in the stream, and began to drink it heavily. When I was having a good time, I started dancing, and I don't know what happy things I thought.

Just as he was thinking about it any longer, suddenly the young man in the green shirt was sitting on his lap and began to meditate cross-legged, only to see that black water overflowed from his arm, and all of it poured into the stream. The brook was polluted by the black water, and the clear water became muddy and smelled repeatedly.

After the young man in the green shirt had done all this, he returned to his hippie smiling face, and ran forward with brisk steps. Not far ahead, Jia Hongdao confronted a man in black.

At this time, Jia Hongdao was already full of breath, and he had no intention of restraining at all, and the man in black was holding Liu Chong's corpse in one hand, and the clouds were light and light. This urgency and slowness, anger and clarity form a stark contrast, but Jia Hongdao knows that the person in front of him is by no means comparable to Liu Chong and others.

and his eyes under the mysterious black clothes, looking at Jia Hongdao with interest, as if he was looking at a finely carved work of art. Seeing that Jia Hongdao didn't mean to speak, the man in black took the lead and asked, "Are you here to kill me?" ”

Jia Hongdao did not relax his vigilance, but just said word by word: "Are you a ghost man?" Have you forgotten the rules of the past 100 years? The man in black didn't answer immediately, but just left Liu Chong's body still on the ground, and said with a smile: "How could I not know? How do you decide that I'm meddling in this matter? ”