Chapter 183: There is not a single blood on the snow

Tang Xiaoxue stood behind Ni Xiang, her face had turned pale, and when she saw that Ye Handong intended to cooperate with this ill-intentioned person, she no longer believed that Ye Handong was helping herself, this was standing up for herself.

Yes, this wine town is not big, it is not small, but whether it is big or small, after all, this land is the foundation of the life of more than 20 families in this wine town, if this land is lost, then how should these townspeople live?

As the mayor of this town, she is affectionately called the god of wine, if this wine town is robbed by this wicked person today, then she is not a sinner in this wine town, and for Tang Xiaoxue's heart at the moment, Mu Xiang understands, so Mu Xiang walked towards the young Xuan Lord, and said: "Could it be that you have the intention of cooperating with this senior?" ”

Originally, Ni Xiang would not believe that this person who went out and entered the rivers and lakes with him would become despicable and shameless in front of money, but in order to make Tang Xiaoxue feel at ease, she had to ask Ye Handong in a cold voice.

Seeing Muxiang appear on his side, Ye Handong stood beside him, and he said: "My Moon Shadow Xuan originally walked the rivers and lakes to collect money, and when I heard someone say that they want to give me money, I will inevitably be moved." ”

This is exactly what they said, it is in line with their Moon Shadow Xuan's reasoning, but after hearing him speak, Tang Xiaoxue said: "You really don't want to partner with this despicable and shameless stinky old man to buy our land." As she spoke, her whole body was already full of excitement.

Tang Xiaoxue was already seriously injured, she had shed a lot of blood, and her blood pressure in her body was already seriously unbalanced.

Seeing the god of wine at the door of the wine shop like this, Nixiang knew that laughing at this time was not conducive to Tang Xiaoxue's injury, so she said: "You don't have to talk nonsense with this senior, you see that the girl is worried." ”

In the eyes of Ye Handong, he can only tolerate mud incense, how can he control whether other women are happy or sad, hearing the mud fragrance blame himself, he immediately let his relaxed face straighten out, and said: "Senior, don't say more, although I Moon Shadow Xuan loves money, but I don't take all the money, I don't think you can take the title deed of this wine town today." ”

As soon as Ye Handong said these words at this moment, Tang Xiaoxue put down her heart and thought: Could it be that this son is using that old bastard as a pastime? I'm afraid I'm blaming myself at the moment and blaming the good people.

When Tang Xiaoxue was just about to stand up from the ground and was about to step forward to apologize to Ye Handong, he saw that the old man standing in the snow seemed to be bitten by a mad dog in the wind, and he actually laughed.

The laughter was utterly undisciplined.

This laughter must have killed a black dog in an instant.

This laughter can't help but make people feel a little cold.

The identity of the old man has not yet been clarified, but no matter what his identity is, it has basically been determined that he must be a vicious person who came to coerce and rob the title deed of the wine town.

He saw that Ye Handong and Nixiang insisted on standing up for this Tang Xiaoxue, and he was also stunned in his heart, but he didn't know if he could knock the two of them to the ground, snatch the title deed, and hand it over to the person who asked him to snatch the title deed.

But since the people came, it was bound to take the title deed from these people, and after a sneer, the tuberculosis and tuberculosis he was suffering from suddenly improved, and the crutches in his hand poked the ground, and his feet were provoked like swallows, and then he held the black cane in his hand, and wanted to smash the head of Ye Handong with a crutch.

There was a "snap", and the crutches hit the snow.

Yes, who is Night Cold? He is recognized as the number one killer leader in the martial arts, and he usually crushes other people's heads, how can he let others smash his heads now?

When the old man's crutch came, Ye Handong's body immediately turned into a white shadow in the snow-white snow, and the white shadow jumped up, and five white rays suddenly appeared between the five fingers of his right hand.

The white mangs are like knives, the white mangs are like swords, and then, with a wave of his hand, the five white mangs actually hit the old man's face, and after a while, the old man's crutches blocked on his face, and the five white mangs suddenly became like a splash in the river, which dissolved.

The old man's voice had changed, and he said, "The Thousand Finger Divine Sword really lives up to its name. When I spoke, the previous symptoms of not being able to catch my breath have completely disappeared.

Now that the fight has begun, there is no need to speak, Ye Handong listened to the old man's admiration for himself, he was also stunned, and then used both hands, and at that moment the white mangs between the ten fingers flashed, dodging the crutches from the old man, and once the hands were crossed in front of his chest, the sword qi between the ten fingers actually hit the old man again.

When the old man saw this, he hurriedly blocked it with his crutches, but the white mangs were like air, like water waves, and although he used crutches to block them, the tenth white mangs alone were like very greasy loaches, and suddenly slipped over the crutches and hit the old man's face.

The old man's face subconsciously took a step, and the fire in his eyes suddenly decreased.

Tang Xiaoxue, who had fallen to the ground at the door of the wine shop, didn't know when she stood up, and she looked at the two people who were fighting in the snow like Muxiang.

Obviously, the cold winter has the upper hand.

And not yet with all his might.

He looked very relaxed, and he was as simple as going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

Tang Xiaoxue saw how the cold winter hurt the old man's face, she really saw it in her eyes, and thought: This son's martial arts are so high, so how high should this girl who hasn't made a move be in her martial arts? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a spirit, and thought in her heart: Fortunately, they are still good people, if they are the same as this old man, they are all here to fight for the title deed of this wine town, then what should it be?

Yes, thinking of this, Tang Xiaoxue's heart was filled with a chill on her forehead.

It's just that the old man in the snow has already put back the black cane in his hand, and it seems that he has given up his persistence in fighting for the title deed.

If you are persistent, why give up so easily?

Because this old man is a wicked person, he will only bully some weak people, he has already learned the martial arts of Ye Handong just now, and he doesn't want to learn again.

If he learns again, he is afraid that he will never have a chance to live again.

But since Ye Handong has made a move, how can he tolerate a living mouth under his hands, when he took back the crutches that flew out, Ye Handong's hands were in front of his chest, and eight hands appeared at the moment.

Eight hands?

How can a man have eight hands?

It's not that there are many hands, but that his hands are drawn very quickly on his chest, so fast that it is difficult to see clearly.

However, not only that, but when these hands were suddenly put down, what appeared in front of the old man was a dense sword qi, just like just now, and it was overwhelming at him at this moment.

And he was already a dead man.

These dense sword qi mercilessly burrowed into his internal organs and lungs from his chest, and in this cold winter, in the midst of the heavy snow, he didn't even groan and fell to the snow.

And there was not a drop of blood on the snow.

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