The red between the beds is eye-catching.

Song Yang's eyes were warm, and he gently hummed the tune from his previous life, tidied up the bedding, and changed the sheets again.

Soon after, Xiao Jiu came back, this little girl had a beautiful look all day long, and she didn't know where so many happy things came from, so she boiled water for Song Yang to take a bath, just like yesterday, first served the master to bathe, and then ran to warm up.

But when she came back from warm sleep, Xiao Jiu didn't push Song Yang to sleep as quickly as she did last time, and a strange smile appeared on her little face: "Childe, did you change the sheets?" ”

Song Yang made up the reason: "I have a problem, I have to change the bed sheets once a day." ”

Xiao Jiu nodded, and poked his right hand in front of Song Yang's eyes: "Then this hair...... It's a long one. Between his thumb and index finger, gently pulling a piece of hair, Xiao Jiu's hand is beautiful, and this gesture has its own charm.

Han people grow hair, both men and women have long hair, but if it is spread out, there is still a big difference in length, most women have waist-length hair, while men's hair is only shawl, and Song Yang is no exception.

The one in Xiao Jiu's hand was much longer than Song Yang's hair.

Song Yang pursed the corners of his mouth: "It's strange, that's your hair." ”

was just casually perfunctory, but Xiao Jiu said 'ah', sucked in the cool air and smiled: "My son-in-law has a good heart, and he really can't cheat or cheat." The hair in her hand had just been plucked from her head...... Song Yang was angry and funny: "What is this? Wrap my words? ”

Xiao Jiu stuck out his tongue: "Aren't I curious... If you don't inquire clearly, your heart is itching. As he spoke, he carefully clumped the hair in his hand and threw it into the oil lamp and burned it.

Song Yang saw her behaving strangely, and wondered, "Have you got a fever?" What kind of ritual is this? ”

Xiao Jiu stopped laughing: "Sheng Miao, Hei Yao in the deep mountains of Nanli, many people know those strange skills of witchcraft and head lowering, I heard that they plan to harm someone, they will steal the other party's hair first, as a trigger for spell casting, but you have to be careful... Don't worry, Childe, after I cleaned the room, the hair I found was yours or... It's someone else's, and they'll all be burned. ”

Song Yang shook his head and smiled: "It's like a ghost story, and besides, I don't have so many enemies." ”

Xiao Jiu took care of things: "Anyway, there is no harm in being careful, anyway, you don't have to worry about these little things, I will take care of them." ”

The two were chatting, and suddenly the door opened, and several people came in hulala, led by the second fool, followed by Xiao Qi and Qu and his wife. The second fool shouted when he entered the door: "Song Yang, come to fight Tianjiu, three are missing one!" As he spoke, he shook the domino box in his hand with a rattling sound.

Song Yang was stunned: "Aren't you four people, where did you come from?" ”

The second fool shook his head: "I can't fight, so three are missing one." ”

Song Yang laughed silently: "Just looking at your Luo Jin, I really can't see that you can't fight." Xiao Jiu likes to be lively, and he was very happy to see his friends playing cards at the door, and immediately spread out the table and set up seats, everyone was from a poor background, and they didn't let her work alone, they all helped to do it, and the house was lively all of a sudden, but at this time, a thunderous shout suddenly came from outside the door: "Song Yang, suffer death!" ”

When the words fell, there was a bang, and the wall where the door was located collapsed, and Chen Hui, who was carrying a long package, rushed in.

The second fool bore the brunt of the attack, and as soon as he opened his mouth to say the word 'you', he was imprinted on his chest by Chen Huiyi's palm.

Chen Hui came prepared, not only carrying a weapon, but also taking a potion of urging power in advance, within two hours was the realm of the Great Perfection, how could the second fool withstand his palm, blood spurted wildly in his mouth, and he didn't even have a chance to howl miserably and flew away. And Chen Hui's attack kept shaking again and again, and all the people in the house, except for Song Yang, were hit hard and fell to the ground.

The last one was Xiao Jiu, who, like everyone else, spilled blood from her mouth, fell backwards, and knocked down a row of screens, but she still used all her strength to scream at Song Yang before losing consciousness: "Knife, escape!" ”

The knife is in the dormitory, and the direction of escape is also in the dormitory.

Chen Hui's hand was only a breath away, and Song Yang only had time to shout four words: "Don't hurt people first......

All of them are already 'hurt'.

The misfortune came inexplicably, but the other party clearly came to kill someone, and Song Yang didn't talk nonsense anymore and turned around and fled to the bedroom.

"Can you get away?" Chen Huiwei smiled and chased after him.

Song Yang urged his body method with all his might, rushed into the dormitory, copied the first feather treasure knife, and then rushed out of the window...... The opponent is the Great Grandmaster, even if the sword is in hand, Song Yang still has no chance of winning.

It's the same with running for his life, he definitely can't escape far.

But Song Yang didn't need to escape too far, he still had one last chance: the carriage, equipped with eleven machines, a carriage that could disperse thousands of cold moons in an instant.

He drove into the city, and after winning the election, the car also came to the post house with him.

As long as you run for dozens of feet, rush through the compound of the post house to the stable...... But the speed of the top grandmaster was far more terrifying than he imagined, Song Yang smashed the window lattice and jumped into the air, and Chen Hui rushed out of the window like a shadow.

At the moment when Chen Hui crossed the window, under the reflection of the moonlight, a layer of blue light suddenly appeared around him, and at the same time, Chen Hui's face also changed slightly, and he smiled sadly: "It's so poisonous!" ”

Chen Hui was poisoned.

The poison was on the window frame, and it was laid down at the moment when Song Yang first passed through the window lattice.

But the poison failed to stop the great master for a moment, before Song Yang landed, Chen Hui had already rushed behind him, and there was no other way, Song Yang roared, the sword light shattered the night, turned into a long rainbow and rolled up, slashing the strong enemy.

The sneer was piercing, Chen Hui's expression was cold and disdainful, and a white light shot out with a flick of his fingers. The set of dominoes in the hands of the second fool has been held by Chen Hui at some point, and what pops up at this moment is one of the dice.

There was a crisp crack, and the dice burst into powder, and the spot where it hit was the junction between the handle and the blade...... The power on the dice is not great, but the hitting is just right.

As if hitting a snake for seven inches, the dice were in the middle of the 'first feather' drug, and the blade made a buzzing sound, and Song Yang poured the domineering power into it, and was instantly poured out by the long knife caused by the dice.

Song Yang landed on his feet, Chen Fa had already stopped in front of him, and the stable was not far away but not stingy at the end of the world. Song Yang roared loudly, his body was fierce, his internal strength was fierce, and his knife was even more fierce, and now there was only hard work left.

In the blink of an eye, there was a rumbling roar in the courtyard of the post house, and every knife would cause wind and thunder, and every step would blow up the bluestone.

Every slash is a gamble.

The friend fell to the house, the carriage machine was close to the end of the world, and the poison in the bag was ineffective against the great master, and Song Yang was only left with the war knife in his hand! has fallen into a mortal situation, Song ** didn't think that he could escape, but he still had a knife in his hand, he just wanted to fight hard, even if he only swept the other party.

At this moment, in my heart, the surname, heaven and earth, and the world are no longer there, but the killing intent of the war knife in his hand is still the same, but it also caters to the original intention of the dragon sparrow: only me, domineering.

With a stormy attack, Song Yang's eyes were red, and he was like a madman.

Song Yang was in a violent mood and had a fierce momentum, but he didn't think anything in his heart. Even life and death have been put aside, what else is there to think? The vast world is alone, and there is only one left...... Murderous knives!