In July, Yanjing was as hot as it was terrifying, and the sun seemed to be on fire. If you walk barefoot on www.biquge.info ground, you will feel that the soil on the ground is hot. The streets are sparsely populated, and small businesses have set up sheds to escape the scorching sun. I don't know whose yellow dog is lying in the shade, and his pink tongue is sticking out for a long time. A rope suddenly fell around its neck, and it didn't wait for the dog to bark. has been hung up on the tree, Qin Wuyang held the hemp rope in one hand and a bowl of water in the other and poured it into the dog's mouth and nose. The poor yellow dog whimpered, and after a few convulsions, he did not move.

The idlers sat in groups under the shade of the trees, and when they met the whistles and foul words of the women who walked by, they flew out from time to time. The women came here, and they all hurried through with their faces covered. But as soon as they ran, the idlers' voices became louder and louder. If you are daring, you can take a sip, and if you are timid, you can only run away like a rabbit.

Qin Wuyang carried the dog over the wall quickly, and the dog near Jing Ke's house had almost been stolen by him. Now, people in the eastern half of the city look at dogs like children at home. One is not careful, and the dog is gone. Although they knew that Qin Wuyang stole it, they couldn't afford to mess with that kid. killed people at the age of thirteen, but he was a sideways character in Yanjing. Fortunately, he just stole the dog, and he didn't steal the child, and he already had to burn incense and worship the gods!

A scruffy man stepped onto the streets of Yanjing, dressed in a slightly tattered sackcloth. There is a pair of cowhide boots on his feet, and there are not many people wearing cowhide boots in these days. It is enough to prove that this person was once rich, but at this time the cowhide boots were already in tatters. It was covered in mud and ash, and if you looked closely, the big toe could still faintly peek out of the boot. I don't know how many miles this man has walked, but he actually walked the sturdy cowhide boots into this virtue.

The man walked to the door of the porridge shop and touched it in his arms. Reluctantly, he took it out again, and his face looked very decadent. The owner of the porridge shop has seen a lot of such people, all of whom are poor people who can't even afford to pay two pennies for porridge. He really wanted to give this man a bowl, but he was also a small business. With this man's mouthful, there is no one with him. It's hard to do these days......! The helpless boss sighed!

The down-and-out middle-aged man's throat twitched, but he had nothing to do along the way. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and found a broken stone slab with the word "sword" written on it. Then he sat on the ground next to the porridge shop with the sword in his arms, and the scorching sun on his dry and dark face made his image even more depressed.

No more women passed by, and idlers laughed and played in the shade of the trees. Suddenly, someone spotted the guy holding the sword, and saw the writing on the slate.

"Little Sixth Brother, Little Sixth Brother! That man sells swords on our turf! An idle man walked up to the tall and strong Yan Xiaoliu, pointed to the man selling swords in the sunlight in the distance and said.

"Yo, dare to sell swords on our territory. Brethren! Let's go and have a look with my brother. "This Yan Xiaoliu is the leader of this group of idlers, and on weekdays, he uses a white wolf to beat a stuffy stick to tease women to put money in prints, and he does a lot of things that lack morality. Buyers and sellers in this area have to pay him protection money. Yan Xiaoliu, who is dark all over and is as strong as a wild boar. It can be regarded as the ancestor level of Pheasant Haonan!

A group of idlers were worried that they had nothing to do, and when they heard Yan Xiaoliu shouting "bang", they all got up. followed Yan Xiaoliu and walked over with high spirits, they have been fighting in this area all year round. relies on the momentum of the crowd, and only Yan Xiaoliu, who is tall and fat, has some ability to use personal martial arts. The others are all masters who follow the trouble.

When the neighbors saw this group of killing gods come out, they all avoided and gathered together, and the group of three and five gangs guessed who was so unlucky and offended these guys. There were even more women looking around, looking forward to seeing a good show. This month, there is a conversation after tea and dinner.

A group of idlers arrived in front of the down-and-out middle-aged man, and under the scorching sun, the man's face was also dripping with sweat. The loose hair is tied with a dreadlock, which makes the man even more depressed.

"Hey...... Whose crotch is not tightly tied and exposes you. Where did it come from, hold a size! An idler stepped forward to interrogate according to the rules, although this middle-aged man was quite down, but these idlers dealt with each other all year round. A few sentences can make your bottom line clear. This idler is interrogating, and he is also cliché.

The down-and-out middle-aged man raised his eyes to look at the idler, but didn't pay attention to him at all. He continued to sit cross-legged on the ground, neither speaking nor making any further movements.

The idle man glanced back at Yan Xiaoliu, usually at this time, acquaintances will come out with a little money. Say kind words like inviting the brothers to a glass of water and wine, and send away these plague gods. Some of them are a little more vicious, and they draw their swords. At the same time, they shouted loudly to scare these idlers.

They have seen a lot of these two kinds of people, and in the face of the first they will extort some money. Of course, it doesn't push people too hard, and they like this kind of people on the road the most. If it's the second one, they'll each find a guy and rush to it. It doesn't matter what kind of hero you are, a ranger martial arts master, a stick down can be regarded as a random punch to kill the master. There are many sword masters, all of whom have suffered under them.

This is the first time I have encountered such a situation today, and I neither speak nor pay attention to these people. The eyes were quite disdainful, fully expressing their contempt for this group of idlers.

Yan Xiaoliu smiled, looking at this person's dress and then looking at his style, he must have come to Yanjing from afar. This kind of person is usually causing trouble in his own homeland, or he is really down. Otherwise, I won't leave my family and business all the way to the remote Yanjing, this kind of person doesn't bully, I'm really sorry for the identity of the hooligan. gave the idler a look, and the idler immediately understood.

"Yo ......! Fuck back the face and shame, just what kind of hero do you pretend to be with the uncle. I'm ......! There are more kings in the moat than you. Why don't you speak, dumb? Damn, the cow spirit sea monster is dumb and the worst. Brothers, beat this mute! The idler roared, and his accomplices immediately gathered around. was going to punch and kick this middle-aged man, and then snatch his sword, which could be exchanged for a drink.

"Choke ......!" A golden light flashed, and the idler in front of him with a whistle stick had broken into two in his hand. Almost no one saw how this down-and-out middle-aged man made his move. All the idlers were stunned, and they brushed their hind legs. They are used to bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and if they meet honest people, they will die and bully. If they meet hard stubble, they will run home. Eating, drinking, and having fun is their pursuit of life, and it is not in line with their values to die for a meal.

"Get out of ......!" The down-and-out man shouted violently, and the sound was like a thunderstorm on a sunny day.

The idlers have avoided it, and this kind of fierce man has not been seen for many years. What frightened them even more was that this person's accent was actually the accent of the Qin State. In this year, the Qin people can walk sideways in the Six Kingdoms. With a strong motherland to rely on, no one in the Six Nations dared to trouble the Qin people at will. Even if the people in the yamen saw the Qin people, they had to nod their heads and bow down.

The people around me didn't know if they had low knowledge, but they became more interested after being explained by others. In these years, the movement of people was very limited, and some people had never left Xicheng in their lives, let alone met the distant Qin people. Now that I have seen the Qin people, I naturally want to feast my eyes.

When everyone retreated, Yan Xiaoliu did not move. It's not that he's not afraid of the Qin people, but his vision is very accurate. He also served in the army back then, and he saw the Qin army with his own eyes. This person was wearing Qin Jun's standard cowhide boots, and he looked like he was not low in rank. But his clothes were shabby and scarred. There was neither an entourage nor an official of the Yan State with him. A high-ranking officer of the Qin State, this virtuous appearance in Yanjing, there is only one possibility. This person was exiled to the Yan Kingdom, and heard that the Six Kingdoms were attacking Qin together. Could it be that he was an officer who was defeated and ran to Yan State? The Qin people are severely punished and the law is severe, and this kind of person will definitely die if he returns to the Qin State. Thinking of this, Yan Xiaoliu's courage became bigger. Today I want to take this Qin person as a baby and further consolidate my position in Xicheng.

"You say you're selling swords?" The Qin man was holding a sharp blade, but Yan Xiaoliu stepped forward, not afraid of the golden bronze sword, and the idlers under him couldn't help but admire.

"Yes, a certain family...... Sell swords! The Qin man held his breath and said, looking very reluctant to this sword between his words.

"You have a good sword, and you can cut my brother's whistle in one fell swoop. Don't know how much money you want to sell? Yan Xiaoliu hugged his arms and looked up and down at the sharp blade in the hands of the Qin man.

"Uh......! Fifty dollars, no less. The Qin man hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth.

"Wow......!" The Yan people all around screamed, and the Yan people were poor. A family with 100 yuan can be called a rich family, and 50 yuan can be the total income of a family for several years or even ten years. This is the poor Yanjing, not the rich Xianyang.

This Qin people are going to pay a high price of fifty guan when they open their mouths, where is the reason why Yan people are not surprised.

"Oh, fifty times is so expensive, dare to ask sir, why is your sword sold so expensive?" Yan Xiaoliu was also taken aback, looked at the sword and said. I already have the intention of taking this sword for myself.

"This sword...... This sword was made by a famous swordsmith of the Qin State. It is two feet seven long, and his hair is broken and his hair is cut like clay. Moreover, there is no blood in killing. ”

"Oh, what a hair-picking hairbreak, and how to sharpen iron like clay? If you still kill people without seeing blood, you won't coax me every day! Yan Xiaoliu said with a smile.

"Humph! Believe it, believe it, don't believe it. "That Qin man doesn't seem to want to entangle with Yan Xiaoliu, this kind of person is a scoundrel at first glance. He is not the one who can afford to buy this sword.

"We Yan people will be the most faithful, as long as your sword can do what you say. I'll buy it, otherwise you won't want to deceive us in our Yan country. Yan Xiaoliu took a step forward and said majestically. The Yan people next to him saw that he was still not afraid of the Qin people, even if he had been bullied, they all gave a thumbs up and praised. The idlers behind him applauded even louder, and the scene was extremely lively for a while.

When the Qin people saw the Yan people clamoring, they sighed in their hearts, but they still gritted their teeth and said, "Okay! If you can do it, do you really have fifty strokes? ”

"I, Yan Xiaoliu, am also the number one person in the west of Eye City, and now I say it in front of so many people. All the fathers and villagers are the witnesses of my Yan Xiaoliu, how is it! Yan Xiaoliu's nostrils were facing the sky, and the Yan people next to him were even more fanatical and noisy, which could give the legendary and powerful Qin people a look, and they were all willing to help.

Qin Ren was helpless and pulled out a hair. Aiming at the blade, he blew with a "poof". The hairs were broken in two under the sharp blade.

"Blowing hair and breaking hair, don't fake it!" Qin Ren shouted.

The Yan people next to him let out a frightened sound, and Yan Xiaoliu's serious greed became even stronger. "Okay, forget about the hair-picking and hair breaking. Brothers, find him a piece of iron. "Iron is rare in these days, and bronze is the most widespread. Iron sword is such a high-end thing, these splashes are not available. However, these splashes are also supernatural, and they actually found an iron rod with the thickness of a one-foot-long thumb. I don't know whose family was unlucky and blackmailed by these splashes.

A splashy person was holding an iron rod and was just about to show off to Yan Xiaoliu. But with a flash of golden light, the iron rod was cut into two pieces.

The splash immediately stayed on the spot, his lips trembling and he didn't know what to say.

Yan Xiaoliu was well-informed, and although he was also shocked enough, he quickly calmed down. Looks like this is a really good sword, hehe! Today, Yan Ye should make a fortune, and he must find a way to get this good sword. After making up his mind, Yan Xiaoliupi said with a smile: "Okay, it is indeed a good sword, and you are the one who sharpens iron like clay." What can I say about this murder without seeing blood. ”

"You bring a dog, and I won't get a drop of blood on my sword after I kill the dog." Qin Ren said quite confidently.

"Cut! Bring a dog, isn't that just killing the dog and seeing no blood? What you say is that you don't see blood when you kill someone, but you don't see blood when you kill a dog. Yan Xiaoliu said with disdain.

"How's that going?"

"Find someone to kill, as long as there is no blood on the sword. Lao Tzu took this sword, if there is a drop of blood, hehe! Our Yan people will never let go of you, a swaggering Qin person, right, my fathers and fellow villagers. After he shouted, the Yan people, who had already quieted down, began to make noise again.

"You're ......!" Qin Ren trembled with anger with the sword in his hand, even if he really proved that there was no blood in killing. will also be beaten to death by Yan Xiaoliu with Yan Ren for killing people, he is not familiar with life, who will help him a Qin person.

Thinking that both horizontal and vertical were dead, Qin Ren's pupils shrank. Gritted his teeth and said, "Don't force me!" ”

"Humph! How do you ......?" before he could say a word, his head had already rolled to the ground. A handful of blood came out of the bronish neck towards the scorching sun.

"Buzz......!" The Yan people bombed the camp, and the streets became chaotic. Everyone was rushing away, and the Qin people slashed and killed a few splashes one after another. Suddenly, he saw a guy with a dog on his back and said to him, "If you want to live, come with me." With that, he went into an alley. The Qin man hesitated and followed.

I don't know how many turns I made or how far I ran. I only knew the drill of an alley, and soon the hustle and bustle was left behind. The guy with the dog on his back jumped into a yard and stood in the yard shouting, "Brother Jing Ke, there is dog meat to eat." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong man came out of the hut. Seeing the Qin people following behind Qin Wuyang, he was stunned for a moment, and asked, "In Xia Jingke, dare to ask who your Excellency is?" ”

The Qin man put away his sword, looked at Jing Ke and said, "Old man Hengya!" ”

ps: For reasons that everyone knows, the recent update of the old dragon is very unstable. I would like to apologize to my friends a lot, I still play broken love when I am old, and I have a high fever. The old dragon himself thought it was ridiculous, he had lived to be a dog at a young age, and he didn't even have such a little responsibility. Having said all this, I actually want to thank everyone. In the days of physical and psychological injury, countless friends gave me support and encouragement, and Lao Long is really grateful.

There is no way to repay it, and today's explosion will give everyone a little bit of heart for the right to be an old dragon. It doesn't matter if you look at pirated or genuine, Lao Long thanks all friends for their support and love. Thank you! Thank you!

Thanks to Yingzhou Daxia, thanks to Jiazhou Xiaofan, thanks to Tianma Meteor Cannon, thanks to His Royal Highness Fu, and thanks to the third brother of the wolf soul...... Thank you to all the friends who voted for the old dragon monthly ticket and rewarded the old dragon! Thank you for your support. (To be continued.) )