Sometimes, the darkness is a very beautiful sight.

Some people, immersed in darkness, feel peaceful and peaceful.

Because of the darkness, people will be deeply immersed in the memories of the past, and the memories, mixed with too many joys and sorrows, will make people laugh happily, cry sadly, and in the end, often only a gloomy sigh remains.

In the northeast corner of Nanyang City, there is a tavern.

Three or five wooden tables, a simple wooden house.

An old man hunched over is cooking food.

In the tavern, a gray-clad man was sitting and eating.

In the night, the moonlight swayed, falling all over the long street, and in the flickering lights, the gray-clothed man looked dazed, as if he remembered the past, the corners of his lips hooked, and he smiled slightly.

And a warm wind blew, and he suddenly woke up from his dream, looked around, and sighed.

In the sigh, there seems to be endless depression and sorrow.

The hunchbacked old man had been paying attention to the big man since he walked into the tavern, because the big man was obviously not an ordinary person.

He has a unique military flavor.

This smell is just like the countless Han elites who poured into Nanyang City during the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

The big man came with a long knife in his hand, and now he threw it at his feet, but the blade was bright, reflecting the dim light, like a beast crawling there, not knowing when it would jump up and devour all the life around it.

So even though the dish had been cooked, the old man didn't dare to bring it forward, for fear that it would disturb the memories of the big man and make him angry.

At this time, the big man sighed and waved his head vigorously, as if he had thrown away all those memories.

"Old man, is the dish ready?"

The old man asked in a deep voice.

"Alright, alright, I'll bring it to you!" The old man hurriedly responded, took out the hot meat, put it in a clay pot, and slowly brought it to the table.

Taking this opportunity, the old man approached the big man, only to find that this man was about forty years old, with two thick eyebrows, a pair of angry eyes, square cheeks, thick lips and thick beard, and an extremely heroic and mighty appearance.

It's just that this shabby clothes and messy hair make him look very down, very vicissitudes, and much older.

The big man didn't pay attention to anything, just thanked him and began to eat meat.

He ate quickly, like a storm and clouds, and under a big gulp, a jar of wine and a jar of meat entered his stomach in a moment.

Full of wine and food, the big man wiped the corners of his mouth at will, and when he turned around and saw that the old man was still by his side, he couldn't help but smile and said: "The old man's skills are good, and he has never eaten such fragrant minced meat." ”

"The guest officer smiled, the old man has been in Nanyang City for decades, and no one has praised anything, maybe a strong man came from afar, and he was hungry in his belly, so he felt like this."

The old man bent his waist and replied with a smile.

"How did the old man know that I came from afar?" Dahan was stunned when he heard this, and said with a faint smile.

The old man sighed and said, "The old man has been messing around in Nanyang City for decades, although his eyes are not good, but he still understands it in his heart." You are dusty and carry weapons, where is the dress of our ordinary people? Besides, there have been a lot of things happening in Nanyang City in the past few days, and there are a lot of outsiders coming from the south. ”

"Hehe, the old man doesn't just know in his heart, but these eyes are also very good." The big man laughed, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly grasped the cold long knife at his feet.

"Strong ...... What are you doing, little old man, I didn't offend you. The old man felt that the atmosphere around him was abrupt, and his body was cold, so he shrank back a few steps and said tremblingly.

Dahan got up slowly and said lightly: "Don't panic, old man, it's just that a few friends are here, and we want to borrow your place to reminisce about the past." ”

The words fell, and on the long street, in the dark corners, three black shadows suddenly rushed out.

In the scorching summer, there were still a few cold winds, the cold wind was cold, blowing cold, and three black shadows rushed out of the long street like meteors, and instantly surrounded the big man. All three of them were dressed in black and masked, and their bodies were emaciated.

The two sides confronted each other, and there was no conversation at all, and the three assassins leaned over, drew their swords, and stabbed at a rapid pace!

The sword light burst out, and the three long swords were unsheathed, stabbing straight to the throat from the front, stabbing to the heart from the left, and stabbing to the lower abdomen from the right. Attacking the enemy will be saved, and the three swords will come out together, no matter which side succeeds, the enemy will die.

These three assassins burst out with lightning speed, and shot with the momentum of lore, decisive and ruthless, even the assets of fierce generals were difficult to parry for a while......

However, the gray-clothed man was obviously extremely skilled and faster, so when the three swords were unsheathed, the big man suddenly took three steps back, and between the three steps, the long knife brought up an infinite cold wind, sweeping away the scorching heat, just like a big mountain rising horizontally, the weight of the mountain was horizontal in front of him, and the three sharp long swords were sealed in an instant.

The long sword was bent against the blade, and the three assassins snorted, blood gushing from the corners of their mouths.

However, the three of them did not retreat, but they all worked hard, only to hear the 'click', the three long swords broke at the same time, and the broken swords were mixed with blood gushing out, and they still stabbed forward!

The gray-clothed man didn't expect these three people to be so brave, and the long knife was exhausted for a while, so he had to retreat.

Behind him, the old man, who was still standing in place, suddenly pulled out two short daggers from his waist when the gray-clothed man retreated. The dagger was sharp, reflecting a faint poisonous light, and the old man suddenly stood up straight, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he pointed to the ground with one foot, stabbing the back of the big man like an arrow from the string!

This castration is faster than those three assassins!

He is the most secretive and fierce, killing move.

The front and back were attacked, the abdomen and back were attacked by the enemy, and the gray-clothed man was about to die here, but between life and death, the gray-clothed man suddenly moved, and looked up to the sky and roared.

"Liu Gong really wants to kill a certain family?"

It seemed to be an unwilling shout, and it seemed to be an angry resistance, and a roar like a thunderbolt shook the dim lights in the tavern and flickered.

The long knife in his hand seemed to be full of aura, and suddenly lit up with a layer of gold, and the big man held the knife in one hand and suddenly rose to the ground, slashing horizontally in mid-air!

The knife momentum is like a wave of tide, boundless, and in the wave, there is a faint sound of a dragon's groan.

The resolute expression in the eyes of the three Assassins vanished, they knew that they would die, but even if they did, they would not go back.

Drag the long knife, and the old man will surely succeed.

Yes, the gray-clothed man roared angrily, swung his knife and slashed, and the empty door behind him was exposed, without the slightest defense.

The old man with the double dagger was already in the air, only three inches away from him.

Between three inches, life and death are often decided.

At the moment of the roar, a very slight sigh suddenly sounded in the tavern.

The sigh was so soft that it was muffled by the sword wind, and no one noticed.

However, after the sigh, suddenly a bouquet of flowers bloomed.

The blood-red flowers bloomed on the old man who was flying in the air, and a cold and gorgeous light pierced like that, penetrating the old man's heart, and he even maintained the posture of stabbing in front of his arm, but the daggers, which were only an inch away from the back of the gray-clothed man, could not be pierced after all.

With a soft ding, the old man watched as a spear pierced through his chest and nailed to the wooden table.

At this time, he only relied on the support of the spear in his chest to prevent him from falling to the ground, but he could already feel the breath of life gradually flowing with the blood in his chest, and at the last moment, he still desperately turned back, wanting to see who it was that killed him?