The stars are hanging in the wind and the wilderness, the alleys are full of black clothes and the moon is gone, and a figure floats by, just coming by the wind and going away with the wind. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

His eyes were full of anxiety, Liu Xi continued to chase along the alley where the previous wave was located, he didn't kill the ranger, first, he knew that it was useless to kill him, and second, he respected his backbone, so his subordinates showed mercy.

It's just that now the silence is unusual, the roosters and dogs bark are inaudible, and the wind comes with nothing but the chill of the bleak heart, which is the erratic cry of children.

Before I knew it, half an hour had passed, and now the two are okay?

Liu Xi was in a hurry, but he didn't know where to go, there happened to be a deep wall in front of him, and he was a little flustered, tiptoe to the ground, leaped up, and stood between the doors.

Climb high to see far away, perhaps, you can find some traces.

The night breeze cooled the skin, swaying the two lanterns under Liu Xi's feet, looking around, it was pitch black, where could I see the trace of the murderer?

How this should be for the better!

For a while, his heart was in turmoil, and just as he was about to get out of the door and continue to pursue, he saw a bright light behind him, which was extremely conspicuous compared to the night everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xi stepped on the door, with the image of an afterimage, and quickly rushed there, and when he walked dozens of zhang, the door of the carved beast collapsed, shattering the night's dreams of the people in the house.

And these, where did Liu Xi have the heart to pay attention to them, and after walking quickly, he arrived outside the brightly lit courtyard a few miles away in the blink of an eye.

On tiptoe to the ground, I flew up the city wall, and I saw two black-clothed men standing behind the courtyard gate, leaning against the wall with their arms crossed, talking some meaty words.

"Second Zhang, why did you say that the son wanted to catch that little lady over, although she looks like Zhou Zheng, where can she compare to the eldest lady of the Chen family, Shui Ling, not to mention the Han ** who is swaying with white flowers and breasts all day long, what's wrong with the son?"

Hearing this, the man with the other horse's face snorted with disdain, "You cowardice, what do you know, scarcity is precious, and the son is with those girls all day long, so he is naturally tired of panicking." Although the little lady caught tonight is still young, it is the corners of her eyebrows that are not open that are more interesting, I just hope that the son will be able to eat a bite after playing with it for a long time. ”

As he spoke, his face was full of **, his hand touched his chin, smashed his mouth, and swallowed the saliva that was about to flow out.

But before he had a good dream, he felt a gust of wind blowing, and it was suddenly dark in front of him.

After Liu Xi solved the two of them, his eyes swept over the courtyard, although every room was lit with oil lamps, but the son that the man in black said must be in the main house.

Thinking of this, he immediately flew forward and kicked the wooden door to pieces, and the sawdust flew sideways.

In the room, the slightly bloated figure was fading the long shirt on his body, and on the bed, it was Wu Shuang'er who was asleep and was fascinated.

Hearing this movement, the figure turned around in shock, and when he saw the other party's appearance clearly, Liu Xi couldn't help but be even more angry, it turned out to be Hang Deyi who he had seen during the day.

I didn't expect this humane appearance to be here.

"You scholar, you are so bold, you dare to ruin the good deeds of this son!"

But he didn't want Hang Deyi to button up his shirt casually, stretched out his hand, pointed at Liu Xi's face, and shouted angrily with disdain and contempt.

Seeing Liu Xi's gloomy face and his eyes staring at him like sharp blades, Hang Deyi took a few steps back in a panic, until he hit the bed, he suddenly came back to his senses, and laughed wildly, "You are just a lowly dog, you dare to stare at my son like this, come on, come on!" ”

It was very arrogant, but there was fear in the shouting, and the legs leaning on the side of the bed were trembling.

The silence of the night was broken by a terrible shout, and seven or eight black-clothed men, with swords in their hands, rushed in.

With the appearance of this person, Hang Deyi immediately gained confidence, his fat body straightened up, and his chubby face also reappeared fierce, "Kill him!" ”

The waving of the sleeves instantly determines the life and death of a person, this feeling Hang Deyi likes it very much, and it is more comfortable than the praise of everyone after he wrote a good poem.

It is like standing on the top of a mountain, looking at the river through layers of clouds and mist, the words are passionate and full of pride.

But as soon as his words came out, and the outstretched right hand had not been withdrawn, he heard the screams again and again, and his eyes were scarlet.

Liu Xi held the snatched long sword in his hand, blood dripped, and the cold wind poured into the room, stirring the lights on the table, and also made Hang Deyi shiver.

Where is the black-robed young man in front of him who was still the scholar he regarded as a mustard before?

This terrifying scene made the pride that had just been born in Hang Deyi's heart disappear, his face was pale, and he only felt that his legs were suddenly weak, and he sat on the edge of the bed.

"My father is a don't drive in Xinyang City, and he is highly valued by the king of Zhenxi, you can't ...... nonsense."

Looking at Liu Xi, who kept coming, Hang Deyi danced his hands and exclaimed in his mouth, for fear that the blood-stained long sword would come over and take his life.

"Dang!"

The long sword was inserted at the head of Lihuamu's bed, and under the shaking, blood was sprinkled on Hang Deyi's face, and the latter shouted, holding his head and trembling on the ground, and kept muttering the words 'don't kill me'.

After a while, Hang Deyi heard the footsteps far away, and then he raised his head weakly, and saw that Liu Xi had gone out with Wu Shuang'er in his arms, and immediately exhaled as if he had unloaded his burden, only to find that his face was stained with blood.

He stepped back a little in fright, only to find that the blood was not his own, and he was busy grabbing the Aya Luo on the bed and wiped it up, and there was even more murder in his eyes.

This hateful scholar, this son will definitely not spare him!

Hang Deyi said in a low voice, then wanted to get up and go back to the house to transfer troops, but he didn't see the single knife that Liu Xi's foot picked up at the threshold, and then the knife broke through the air like a meteor and plunged straight into his chest.

Outside, the night is dark and the wind is high, and the stars and the moon are obscured, which is a good time to kill.

And Liu Xi also did this, looked back at Hang Deyi and the others who were already dead, confirmed that there was no living mouth, and looked down at Wu Shuang'er in Ka's arms, and saw that her eyes were closed and her breathing was even, as if she was asleep, so she clicked on the green bricks and took off.

The night wind was a little more urgent, but Liu Xi didn't feel the slightest hint of cold wind, his body was as light as a swallow, shuttling through the quiet and dark alleys, and his arms hugged Wu Shuang'er in his arms, as if he was holding his original promise.

I take care of this hard-working girl.

Ahead is the alley where he fought with the ranger, Liu Xi was about to step on the wind, but saw a figure coming up, holding a sword in his arms, his robe hunting in the wind, and his long hair dancing wantonly.

If it's not the wave, who will it be?

Obviously, he knew that Liu Xi would pass by here again, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, so there was still a trace of consternation in his eyes.

"Qu Lang's life is yours, so naturally you have to follow left and right."

Perhaps afraid that Liu Xi would misunderstand, Qu Lang did not hesitate and said his intentions in the future.

"Okay, I'm staying at the 'Pengyue' Inn, you can find a place to stay first, and I'll let you know when I leave."

After saying this, Liu Xi took out a piece of silver from his arms, threw it to Qu Lang, and went straight forward, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Touching the silver in his hand that still had residual warmth, Qu Lang withdrew his gaze from Liu Xi, and then flew to the courtyard wall on the side, looked at the courtyard with the lights not extinguished in the distance, and sighed.

Since Liu Xi took Wu Shuang'er and retreated peacefully, of course he understood that Hang Deyi, who was upright and modest on the surface, died like him.

A favor is over like this, but the rest still has to be repaid, this life is not his own after all.

For a long time, the waves jumped off the courtyard wall, blended into the night, and walked alone with the wind.