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After a lingering ~ lingering, on the second day, Su Liu saw the murderous king Lei Bin again, and now he is the owner of a small noodle restaurant on the surface, but in fact he is the head of the head of the dead soldiers in the White Emperor City, when he saw Lei Bin, the first ray of sunshine in the morning after the rain was sprinkled, and he was sitting at the table eating a bowl of clear soup and white noodles with relish.

As soon as Lei Bin saw Su Liu, the chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground. His wife, who was the shopkeeper of the noodle shop, asked softly; "What's wrong?"

Su Liu glanced at her, without the slightest intention of putting on a show, and said with a faint smile; "Hello, my name is Suliu."

Lei Bin's wife is also a virtuous lady who knows how to be polite, and respectfully replied; "Hello, are you a friend of Lei Bin. Have you eaten, I'll give it to you. ”

She found that the drizzle was also on Su Liu's side, holding Su Liu's arm with one hand, a sweet little woman, but she was taken aback, this queen drizzle, who has always been as cold as frost, doesn't even like to laugh, she has heard Lei Bin talk about it before, and she has seen it a few times from afar, at this time, she has a little vague guess about Su Liu's identity, and her behavior is more and more respectful and respectful.

Su Liu found a table and sat down with the drizzle, preventing Lei Bin from getting up and saluting, he was not a person who showed form.

"It's a pity."

Lei Bin's body was shocked, and he was held down by an invisible big hand, and he put down his chopsticks. sighed.

Su Liuqi said: "You and I should be happy to see each other again, what a pity if we don't get drunk." ”

A man ran in through the door. It was Fat You Chen, he explained: "The color opera master went to the game a few days ago, and I don't know where he is at this time, but it's a pity that he can't see the purple marquis." ”

Fat Chen doesn't look too fat now, he is a little thinner, and he is full of energy, and he has too many things to worry about now. Su Liu entrusted him with a mess of related things, and he had to beware of the threat of King Feng who wanted to rebel. One step further, the prince will be the king. One step further, that is the emperor.

Although Su Liu had already learned the news, he still couldn't help but sigh, this prince was really a little treacherous. I'm afraid it's the biggest mastermind behind the scenes.

At this time, he was sitting in this small noodle shop. In front of him was a bowl of hot noodles that had just come out of the pot. At that time, he also got a great opportunity from the world of sword rain, and he learned the foundation of swordsmanship from the monk who had no death, and he was also the predecessor of the first sword of Shura.

At this time, another jackpot actor went to travel all over the world a year ago, and this time he didn't miss a meeting.

However, Suliu still has a problem that needs to be solved urgently. "King Feng wants to rebel?"

Lei Bin said solemnly; "It should be these days, his power has taken shape again, and the Blackstone organization that was smashed a few years ago now has his strong support. It becomes even more terrifying. ”

Suliu let out a soft "oh" and looked at the steaming noodles. frowned and said, is it still that Feng Wangfu?

Fat Oil Chen had already sensed the atmosphere in the air that was almost about to freeze, and said solemnly; "Exactly."

Su Liu brushed his sleeves up, swept out the door, his feet were in a hurry on the eaves, it had rained the day before, and the eaves were a little wet, but Lei Bin who came out of the house only had time to see a back, Su Liu swept between, more than ten zhang away, like Kunpeng spreading its wings, flying like lightning.

"Is there such a martial art in the world?"

Lei Bin is also a top killer, and he is also confident in his martial arts, and he was only inferior to Su Liu's level of masters like Su Liu and the Wheel King, but today, he was shocked to find that ten of his own might not be Su Liu's opponents.

"The entry of the Purple Yi Hou's martial arts into the realm is a thousand miles a day, and in the past few years, I am afraid that it has reached the point of unpredictability."

In the world of killing, in the red dust.

When Su Liu cut off King Feng's head with a knife, King Feng was already alert, this is really a rare master, he is in a high position, and his martial arts can be so good, if it is not Su Liu, maybe he may really succeed in plotting to usurp the throne.

But the reaction and the speed of the shot have been completely suppressed by Su Liu.

So at this time, some arrangement and calculation are just in vain.

King Feng died silently, the furniture in the house was intact, and even the guards outside the door only had a dream. After waking up, he found that a prince who was very likely to be in the ninth five years had died.

After his death, the rivers and lakes here can only be the rivers and lakes of the White Emperor City, and the reigning emperor is mediocre and has no ambition for the whole of the rivers and lakes.

Lei's noodle restaurant.

A package on the table, the blood flowing down the lines to the corners of the table, and then falling on the blue brick floor.

Fatty Chen and Lei Bin looked at each other, but Su Liu said lightly; "Open it and take a look."

Fat Chen Zhan trembled and untied the purple-black knot on the package, swallowed in his throat, and at this time he had a feeling of being with a king like a tiger, and Lei Bin also felt that his throat was a little dry.

Tomorrow's Emperor Star, King Feng's head is like a table, his eyes are wide open, as if he still doesn't believe that he died like this.

Fatty Chen watched in awe and speechless as Su Liuduan sat down, eating noodles calmly, and the noodle soup was still warm at this time.

Lei Bin thought of something and sighed; "Ziyi Hou has such martial arts, it seems that those killers I have cultivated are useless." When he said this, he was in a very unwilling mood, and at the same time a little depressed.

A person who has been doing something for a long time with a lot of heart, but in the end it is empty, this feeling must not be very pleasant.

"Sister-in-law's craftsmanship seems to be still above Lei Bin."

Su Liu drank all the soup and smiled with satisfaction; "Of course you didn't work in vain, martial arts can be practiced the day after tomorrow, my martial arts were only practiced at the age of fifteen, but people's hearts are not condensed overnight."

Drizzle said: "These dead soldiers, all of them are people who can die generously for the words of the Purple Marquis, and their brows will not even wrinkle. This is already precious enough, Lei Bin, you have already made the greatest contribution. ”

Lei Bin said silently; "At present, there are only about 300 dead soldiers, which is less than that of Heishi back then, but the loyalty is absolutely unique, and they will not hesitate for a second when they are asked to go to Dao Mountain."

Su Liu nodded, patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's enough to have you, raise soldiers for a thousand days, and use it for a while." Then keep practicing, when you don't use it yet, there will always be a day when it will be useful, I'll give you something, there is a method of controlling people that needs to be applied well. ”

The martial arts that Su Liu said were the five swordsmanship of Xiaoaoli, as well as the swordsmanship of warding off evil spirits.

The Wuyue swordsmanship is taught to the dead soldiers with average qualifications, and the swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits is taught to the dead soldiers with better qualifications.

As for Lei Bin, as the leader, of course, he must live in the town.

Su Liu also has other ideas and arrangements, at Lei Bin's age, it is almost difficult to make an inch of martial arts, unless there is a miracle of heaven and earth. (To be continued.) )