As the wine was sipped, the beggar's half-squinted eyes suddenly widened, and the godless eyes gradually radiated an indescribable light.

Afraid that others would snatch his wine, he poured it into his mouth desperately, until the flask was empty, and then he reluctantly put the flask on the ground.

He raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky, and two lines of tears slowly slipped down.

He didn't know what those two lines of tears were, he only knew that this was the first time he had seen something like this come out of his eyes, and it might have been something called tears.

He didn't know what it was like when others wept, but he knew that he was tired and in pain right now.

It hurt more than the worst wound he had ever suffered, ten, a hundred times as painful.

The pot of wine revived the memories he had tried so hard to hide in the depths of his mind, and once again put in front of him the reality that he could not bear.

This is his second choice, and he will not run away from it again.

Maybe it's the alcohol that makes him impulsive now, but he knows that he will never regret it, never!

He knelt down slowly toward the tavern door, and kowtowed three times.

"Thank you, it's just that the wine money may not be able to be repaid now, if you can come back, you must pay it back tenfold, if you can't come back, you can only repay you in the next life."

Then he stood up, his decadent face resolute again, and his godless eyes glowed with an invisible light.

......

......

The moon hadn't set yet, but Shuo Wen planned to wake up Xiao Mo, who was still sleeping.

"Xiao Mo."

Xiao Mo, who was lying on it, turned over, and a sweet smile leaked from the corner of his mouth, he should have had a good dream.

Shuo Wen saw that she hadn't woken up yet, so he could only shout: "Xiao Mo, I'm going out to play, if you don't get up, I'll leave!" ”

Xiao Mo rubbed his eyes with his hands, opened his eyes with great difficulty, and looked at the dark room with a blank face.

"It's not dawn yet, and my uncle has woken me up....."

Her voice was so small that it was barely audible, as if it was for herself.

"Okay then, you go back to sleep, I'll go play first."

This time she heard clearly, and the drowsiness disappeared in an instant, and she hurriedly grabbed Shuo Wen's hand, for fear that he would go out to play by himself.

Shuo Wen touched her head and said with a smile: "Hurry up and wash up, it's time to go."

Xiao Mo nodded heavily, and then rushed out of the door quickly.

......

"Uncle, where are we going to play?"

Xiao Mo looked at the scene outside the carriage with her eyes open, although she couldn't see anything before dawn, but her excitement made her very curious about everything now.

Shuo Wen sat on the side and closed his eyes to recuperate, and said with some memories: "Yousheng City, there are a lot of interesting things. ”

Xiao Mo's eyes lit up a little again, although she didn't know where Yousheng City was, but it was fun, and she just went to play with her uncle.

"Then let's hurry up and play, I can't wait!"

"I want to hurry, but the coachman refuses to hurry."

The coachman pressed the hat on his head with one hand, and suddenly raised the other hand.

Several weapons also pierced through the carriage at this moment.

Shuo Wen stood on the branch of the tree with Xiao Mo in his arms, and looked at several people in black below with interest.

"In order to deal with me, you actually invited all seven people, what a big deal!"

Among the seven people, each person's weapon is different, the short one is about one meter four, and the tall one is almost two meters.

They stood in a strange posture, but it was only for a moment, and in the next second, they each brandished their weapons and rushed towards Shuowen with strange steps.

The seven people seemed to be unrelated, but they were interlocked, forming a wonderful formation.

Seeing that they had already rushed over, Shuo Wen put Xiao Mo, who didn't know what was happening, on the branch of the tree, and then directly broke into the formation of the seven.

Shuo Wen slapped the shortest one of them with a palm, but he was also attacked by six people at that moment, and if he didn't want to get hurt, he could only stop attacking.

Naturally, he wouldn't let himself suffer such an unnecessary injury, so he could only take his hand back.

Shuo Wen didn't attack at will, but that didn't mean that the Seven wouldn't attack.

The seven began to launch a frantic attack on Shuo Wen, but they were all dodged by Shuo Wen very casually.

The man with the iron claw hit again to no avail, and said angrily: "This guy is like a loach, he can't catch him, how can he fight!" ”

It was at this moment that he stopped and stopped attacking, because he found that there was no one near him at all, no one!

"Hallucination, this must be an illusion!"

He slapped himself as he spoke.

The crisp sound echoed in his ears, and the burning pain on his face seemed to tell him that it was all true.

"This, it's true? No, it can't be, I'm here with them, they were all fighting just now, and it's impossible for them to suddenly appear here now, this must be an illusion! ”

He raised his iron claws and stabbed them into his thigh.

Pain, this pain can never be an illusion!

Shuo Wen suddenly appeared in front of him, looking at him with a sneering expression.

"You guys made it all up, give me death!"

Iron claws pierced through flesh and through Shuowen's body.

He was stunned, as if he didn't expect Shuo Wen to die so easily, obviously he had slipped like a loach before.

His vision suddenly blurred, as if he had returned to reality.

He was startled when he suddenly saw the coachman appear in front of him, and then the iron claw was also torn by him and took it out himself.

He looked at the blood-stained iron claws in his hands, and suddenly thought of something, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat for a moment.

And the eyes of the other five people were full of confusion and anger.

"You, you, you actually, actually killed the third child!"

It was a man with a scimitar in his voice, his voice full of incomprehension and ninety-seven points of anger.

Iron Claw shook his head desperately, muttering: "Impossible, impossible ......", suddenly, he saw Shuo Wen standing aside, and shouted: "It's you, you used demon magic to control me!" ”

"This is not some kind of demonic law, this is art, earth-shattering peerless art!

The question of standing on the tip of the knife and dancing is gone, and the next thing is the era of my great artist.

Fear, anger, and then, humble death! ”

Shuo Wen held his forehead with one hand and laughed maniacally.

In the next second, all of his strange actions disappeared.

"This is not a demon law, nor is it art, it is the five elements of Qimen, the forest of Vientiane."

(Damn, be sure to keep him down and let him experience what it's like not to dominate his body!) )