Grace one head, resentment one, what to ask for when the earth dies, persuade the king to spare his life, and the success or failure of the dark is only romantic......"

Whispers came from the sky.

The lonely snow in the cold river, a group of martial arts people on the riverside, all looked forward to it, heard the sound and looked, but saw that in the cold wind and snow, a person walked forward, from far to near, only in front of everyone's eyes, walked into an inn.

Outside the window, the iron cable crosses the river, the cold wind is whistling, and the weather is snowy, but there are people on the river, a swordsman.

This swordsman, so far, has been defeated countless enemies under the sword, and he has not met an opponent, which is also the most terrible killer in the legend, the deadly swordsman, Yan Thirteen.

But everyone seemed to care more about the person who went upstairs and went upstairs.

Today, the face is painted with a smile, a smiling face, a curved eye and a mouth, and everyone who laughs is ecstatic, because laughter always reminds people of good things happening.

"I know everything, I invite you to drink, can you change a martial art?"

A man suddenly asked with hope.

The man in Tsing Yi dusted off the snow on his body, and said with a smile: "Yes!" ”

The eyes of the others widened, there is such a good thing in the world, and a meal of wine can be exchanged for a martial art?

Everyone has just heard that this Tsing Yi guest has a strange temperament and does whatever he wants, but he didn't expect to see it today, if it is true, strange people, strange people, really strange people.

Someone made a start, others immediately got hot, and the whole inn was noisy and noisy.

"I'll change it, I'll change it too......"

"And me!"

"I'll treat you to the best food in the world!"

……

Suddenly.

"Click......

The man in Tsing Yi stretched out his index finger like a jade onion and lightly buckled it three times on the table, the sound was slow and rhythmic, as if it fell into the hearts of everyone, and everyone's voices involuntarily stopped.

Listen.

"I only change three times a day, once randomly, once intentionally, once unintentionally, and there are two left, as long as any of you can come up with something that interests me, or something that satisfies me, you can change a martial art, or, a message, or a secret!"

His misty eyes flickered.

"Where's the wine?"

The man who was hit by the pie falling from the sky squeezed through the crowd, grabbed the table of the man in Tsing Yi, and said urgently: "Wine, Xiao Er, take out the best wine in your store, you want it all, if you dare to slow down, I will unscrew your head!" ”

When the shopkeeper came up in a panic with two jars of old wine, the man was already staring at the man in Tsing Yi. "I want to master the method, I practice hand kung fu, I want to hold the method, I want to make a name for ......myself, I want to make a name for myself."

The words are incoherent.

"Okay, I have three palms here, one is the magic of the Demon Sect in the past, the Great Purple Yang Hand, the other is the Tantric Great Mudra of the Xingzhu Haihuang Sect Lama, and the other is the Heavenly Demon Hand, as for the last door, it is the Absolute Divine Palm created by the Great Dragon Head of the Green Dragon Society, which one do you want?"

The words of the man in Tsing Yi floated lightly, but after falling, there was a dead silence up and down the inn, and the needle drop could be heard.

Even the man was dumbfounded, and then his expression changed, as if he was crazy, and roared: "Absolute God Palm, I want the Absolute God Palm!" ”

The people in the room seemed to be boiling, their faces were crazy, and the eyes of the people in Tsing Yi were red.

The man in Tsing Yi tilted his head and said softly:

"Come here!"

Everyone saw that the omniscient man had whispered a few words in the man's ear, and the man's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he rushed downstairs and rushed into the snow.

Drinking.

Su Qing glanced at the person on the iron cable outside the window, and his eyes drooped.

"Omniscient, I want to exchange with you, I exchange things with you!"

Another man squeezed in.

Su Qing smiled and said, "What? Tell me about it! ”

"I'll trade my family business with you!"

The man stumbled.

Su Qing sighed and shook his head.

"Worldly things are worthless in my eyes!"

He looked at the snow curtain again, and saw that the snowflakes were chaotic, and there seemed to be handwriting floating in them, but Su Qing only glanced at it, and then didn't look at it, his eyes drifted by.

When the man heard Su Qing's words, he couldn't help but be lost and depressed.

Everyone racked their brains and thought about what to use to make a deal with the person in front of them.

Suddenly, everyone overheard.

"See the kid?"

Su Qing raised his hand and kept looking out the window, only to see that on the edge of the river, a doll was holding a string of sugar gourds in his hand, as if he had just bought it, and his little face was red from the cold but full of happiness.

The crowd also looked at it, and they didn't know why.

"I want to eat the sugar gourd in his hand, if any of you let him give it to me willingly and full of joy, I will exchange it with whoever I want, remember, I want him to give it to me willingly, no threats, no coercion, no harm to him!"

His words fell.

In the inn, I immediately saw many figures sweeping out of the window.

The kid was wearing a tiger head hat, when he had seen such a posture, he saw a group of people suddenly surrounding him, all staring at his sugar gourd, his mouth was deflated, and he immediately cried out.

Su Qing seemed to have seen something funny, and he smiled back and forth.

"Who does Sir think will win this duel?"

Suddenly, a soft and beautiful voice sounded, and then I saw a woman at the entrance of the stairs with a fragrant breeze, wearing a veil and a graceful figure, and walking up with lotus steps.

Su Qing seemed to have laughed enough, slowly stopped laughing, and then looked at the duel on the iron cable.

Yan Thirteen's duel with the impermanent swordsman Zhou Tong.

"Naturally, it's Yan Thirteen!"

Su Qing said lightly.

"Oh? Why did the gentleman come when he knew the winner? ”

The woman was dressed in white, wrapped in a snow-white cloak behind her back, white and dusty, like snow that had not fallen to the ground, white and moving.

Su Qing said with a smile: "I came here just to see if Yan Shisan has anything he wants to exchange, so there is only one last chance to exchange today, if you want to get anything from me, I am afraid you have to seize the opportunity." ”

The woman nodded, "It's natural!" ”

On the street, those people in the martial arts who were originally surrounding the children changed their faces one by one, and they all dispersed, retreating far away, looking at the other group of people who teased the children in horror; These people are all dressed in white and white robes, their faces cover their faces, and their bodies are tied to bells.

"Heaven and earth are ghostly, I am the only one!"

It was Tianzun who arrived.

An old man with gray hair grinned, winked at the child, and shouted like a juggler: "Look, hey! ”

Stretched out his hand and only wiped it on his face, and immediately there was a monkey face mask on his face, and the scared crying child's eyes blinked, and suddenly stopped crying, full of curiosity, the old man reached out and wiped it again.

"Hah!"

The monkey face turned into a tiger face again.

The child was already smiling.

After half a cup of tea, the child had already jumped upstairs, trotted to Su Qing's table, and handed over the sugar gourd.

"Mr. Jianghu knows everything, so does Mr. I know who I am?" Seeing that Su Qing took the sugar gourd, the mysterious woman suddenly asked.

Su Qing sighed.

"Everyone knows that the Seven Star Hall is one of the four great families of the rivers and lakes, and its power is still above the Divine Sword Villa, but who knows that Miss Murong is actually the Lord of Heavenly Venerable!"

The woman in white's eyes flickered, and then froze.

"Dare to ask sir, do you know how to kill Xie Xiaofeng?"

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