The white-faced guy walked lightly, his mouth slightly open and his tongue was bright red on his face with white foundation. He was dressed in a blue soapy coat with a black belt. With a red tasseled felt hat.

Li Yan's face was expressionless, he turned his back to the counter, and bit the cucumber in his mouth with sauce one bite after another.

The white-faced little guy looked up at the squinting shopkeeper, and then pointed to the eight treasures of cucumbers, lotus roots, and silver sprouts in the jar, and made a gesture, and whispered softly: "My grandmother Deng is the same old three, the shopkeeper, and she is tired." ”

The shopkeeper laughed, "I said Jia Er, you didn't come with the knife handle, I just wrapped it for you, and you can't take it away." What's the matter, or you take that off of yours

？ ”

Hearing this, Li Yan's eyes narrowed.

"Look at what you said, the knife handle is coming, it's coming."

Jia Er laughed, and behind the threshold, a yellow-skinned old dog ran in with his tail wagging his tail, look, this is what the two of them called the knife handle.

It's a big yellow dog, I'm afraid it's not a man tall when it stands up, its fur is mottled, its two eyes are blind, and there is a long strangulation mark on its neck.

The handle of the knife sniffed, the two paws grabbed the counter, the tongue spit out, the silver sound was crisp, and two big coins fell on the table.

Jia Erlian shook his head, and the shopkeeper glanced at his mouth: "Wait." ”

The shopkeeper Jin entered the back room, and after a few minutes, he came out with a yellow sauce bag, hung it around the neck of the big yellow dog, wiped the big money on the table, and put it in his sleeve.

"Knife handle, here!"

Jia Er slapped his face and called the name of the yellow dog in his mouth. The blind yellow dog was a spirit, wagging his tail and walking out, and unexpectedly passed through Jia Er's body without hindrance, and went out of the door one after the other.

The shopkeeper watched a man and a dog leave, muttering something indistinctly.

Danniang's eyes rolled to look at Li Yan, Li Yan wiped his mouth and put his palm on Liang Ye's neck.

"Don't eat, go."

Under the dark night road, the white-faced little guy named Jia Er did not make a sound, and the old yellow dog held his head high, and the sauce bag with butter paper hanging around his neck.

Suddenly, the old yellow dog's nose moved, his two front legs stopped, and his drooping ears stood up.

The little guy didn't notice it at first, and he walked forward for a while before he realized that the knife handle hadn't followed.

In the shadow around the corner, a white fluffy paw poked out.

But seeing that this beast has long black spots on its forehead, and its eyes the size of two bells are shining, it is a white tiger cub.

The pattern of the five-grade official uniform of the Ming Dynasty is Xiong Zhen, Li Yan has the martial arts of flying cavalry captain, and he is responsible for the pacification of the guard, both of which are official positions from the five grades, but they can never bring Li Yan two bears. And the four-grade money leopard, Li Yan can't reach it.

The reality is that Li Yan's dragon and tiger spirit is condensed by the beast. It is a white tiger cub.

The juvenile tiger, called Biao in the Ming Dynasty, was originally the official uniform pattern of the six-rank military generals, but the Biao of the six-rank was ordinary yellow, and the Biao condensed by Li Yan's dragon and tiger spirit was extremely white.

The old yellow dog's bulging back trembled, his body was full of dog hair, his mouth full of fangs, barking at the shadows, his sharp teeth were bitten together, saliva dripping, and he looked scared.

Jia Er was covered in sweat and barked several times in a dumb voice, but the old yellow dog named Knife Handle was indifferent. The white tiger is another fruit dragon and tiger qi illusion, the weirdos under the midnight of Yandu can't see it, and correspondingly, the dragon and tiger qi of the Ming official body can't control the executioners in the forty-nine cities.

So Jia Er only saw his old dog stop, but he didn't notice the white tiger cub staring at him in the shadows.

The white tiger emerged from the shadows, not even a meter to reach its tail, it tilted its head, yawned at the handle of the knife, and its milky voice revealed two small fangs.

The knife handle shook his head, threw the oiled paper bag on the ground, and the two strong forelimbs supported the ground, kicked the hind legs, and rushed towards the white tiger!

The faint sound of friction sounded, and the two palms pulled the tail of the knife handle, it was Jia Er.

He gasped, with a dark red belt under his feet, and although his face was still pale, his whole body was much more vivid.

"You brute, I think you're itching!"

He scolded uncleanly and kicked Yellow Dog in the back. The handle of the knife was grabbed by the master, so he no longer ran forward, his body arched and confronted the shadow, and Jia Eryi kicked it and didn't move at all.

Jia Er looked left and right a little nervously, and simply picked up the oiled paper bag by himself, and went to pick up the belt again, but the knife handle whined, and opened his mouth to bite himself.

Jia Eryi sat on the ground with his buttocks, and the scolding had reached his mouth, but out of the corner of his eyes, he found that his belt was missing, and he was suddenly scared into a cold sweat.

"Bad~"

The bright sword shadow flashed away in the dark night, the human head was thrown into the air, and the big dog bit fiercely, and was kicked by Li Yan.

The body fell to the ground, soaked in blood.

Jia Erren's head fell to the ground, but he said: "You! ”

Li Yan held a dark red belt in his hand, stared down at the head of Jia Erren, who was wide-eyed with angry eyes, and slashed over with a sword.

The handle of the knife collided, opened his mouth to bite Li Yan's calf, and the arc of the dragon changed, stabbing into the back of the yellow dog.

"Good dog."

Li Yanjin swiped his wrist, and the ring dragon was more than a foot deeper, and the old yellow dog screamed, and he was angry.

"Is that you? It's you! ”

Jia Er, whose head fell to the ground, couldn't help roaring, and the pale face was distorted.

Li Yan looked at the belt in his hand.

【Soap Belt (Night)】

Quality:???

Killing pigs is indiscriminate, and killing people is ninth-rate.

The symbol of the Yin Si Penal Code, wearing this belt, will become "Xiyi".

This Yanfu incident cannot be brought out.

[Xiyi]: Can only touch things that are also in the state of "Xiyi", Yan Fu walks and retains basic clothing, but cannot use any weapons. The imprint space cannot be used.

People die as ghosts, ghosts die as deaf, deaf as hope, and hope dies as destruction.

- "Yu Minglu"

Li Yan put the belt away, Huanlong nodded at Jia Er's eyes, and his tone was cold: "You use beheading as a job, you come and tell me, what is the level of my sword?" ”

Jia Er's face was distorted. Almost speechless.

After a pause, Li Yan said again: "I do things fairly, your aunt cut off my three heads, and I will return them in full, you can not die if you cut off your head, it is your creation." I won't do it again. ”

After speaking, Li Yan ignored him anymore and turned his head in the direction of the vegetable market.

The headless corpse that fell to the ground reached out and grabbed Li Yan's feet and neck, and Li Yan subconsciously bowed his head.

Jia Erbai Sensen's teeth were exposed, his face turned from white to black, the angry purple-black blood vessels were twisted like small snakes, and the human head was ejected like an arrow from the string, and he bit Li Yan's neck with a long braid.

The ring dragon roared and flew, and the sword light was like a silver bottle that broke at a glance, and instantly twisted the human head into flesh and bones.

Scattered flesh and blood fell, and Li Yan's face was full of anger.

"After being a soldier for a few days, I really don't treat Lao Tzu as a bandit!"