Facing Mr. Qiu Er's history, the young man's face remained completely unchanged, and the young man said slowly: "My name is junior brother, I am a child who is neither famous nor useful, a big hero and swordsman like you, of course he will not kill me." ”

Qiu Er said angrily: "If the murderer dies, the sneak attack is the same!" And your assassination methods don't look like a child! Enraged, he had picked up his sword.

Facing the sword-wielding Mr. Qiu's younger brother, his face still did not change, and he said leisurely: "Only I am different, I know that you will never kill me." ”

Qiu Er's sword was already in his hand, and he couldn't help but ask, "Why?" I'm going to kill you just a few tricks. ”

The younger brother said: "Because of the hypocrisy, as long as you make a move, someone will definitely kill you for me!" He was looking at Aggie at the moment, and that look looked strange.

Aji couldn't help but ask, "Who will kill him for you?" ”

"Of course it's you." The younger brother smiled.

Mu Yi asked, "Why did he kill for you?" You're just strangers in the water, don't say it's the price you lead the way with. ”

The younger brother shook his head and said, "Naturally not, although I have no name and no use, I have a very good mother, and I know him very well!" ”

Hearing this, Aji's face changed: "Could it be that your mother is..." His voice was hoarse, and he couldn't say the name, the name he had always wanted to forget, but could never forget.

And the younger brother said it for him: "The mother is the eldest lady of the Jiangnan Murong family, the younger sister of Mr. Mao." ”

The audience was shocked for a while, no one spoke, there was only one eldest lady in the Jiangnan Murong family, and the name of this person was clear to everyone in the rivers and lakes, but no one had heard that she had a child.

After a long time, Zhu Yeqing said for him with a smile: "This eldest lady's name is called Murong Qiudi. ”

Aji's hands suddenly became cold, as if a chill had sunk directly into his bone marrow.

The younger brother looked at him and said lightly: "My mother has repeatedly told me that if anyone dares to talk nonsense outside and ruin the reputation of the Murong family, even if I don't kill him, you will not agree, not to mention that this Mr. Mao Da is the doorman of the Murong family, and I am just cleaning the door for my mother." ”

Ah Ji clenched his fists hard and said, "When did your mother become the head of the law enforcement of the Murong family!" ”

The younger brother said, "It hasn't been long yet. ”

Aggie asked again, "Why didn't she keep you around?" ”

"Because I am an unsightly child, I am not qualified to enter the door of Murong's house at all, I can only send people under the fence and be a low-level thug." The little brother sighed with a sad face.

Aji's face changed again, his eyes were full of pain and grief, and it was a long time before he asked softly, "How old are you this year!" ”

"I'm only fifteen this year."

The rest of the room was taken aback again, and no one could tell that the boy was only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child.

"I know that others will not be able to see that I am only fifteen years old this year, just as others will not be able to see that this Mr. Mao Da is only thirty-five this year." The younger brother suddenly smiled, his smile looked very sad, "This may only be because my life is more difficult than other people's children, so I grow up faster than others." ”

This is true, because painful experiences are indeed the easiest way for children to mature and grow up

Qiu Er looked at him, then at Aji, and finally could only stomp his feet, put away the sword in his hand in a dejected manner, he looked at Mr. Mao Da and said, "It seems that we should go." ”

Mr. Mao Da didn't answer him, and seemed to be obviously pondering, so Mr. Qiu Er hesitated for a while and walked directly to the gate of the courtyard alone.

The big boss knew that he was leaving, and he was afraid that he would have to "go", so he couldn't help but persuade: "Mr. Two, please stay." ”

The younger brother said coldly: "He knows that there is no hope of revenge in this life, and it will be even more boring to stay." ”

This is a very hurtful sentence, and the men in the rivers and lakes bleed desperately, often just for such a sentence. But now he was sure that even if Qiu Er heard it, he had to pretend that he didn't hear it, because what he said was indeed an indisputable fact.

At this time, Mu Yi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, and he said: "There are really a lot of guests here tonight, and Mr. Qiu Er really can't leave." ”

Before the words fell, Mr. Qiu Er really retreated again, and as soon as he walked out of the door, he retreated, as if something terrifying outside the courtyard had scared him.

He stepped back step by step, with a strange expression on his pale face, but not sadness and anger, but panic and fear.

Everyone present knew that Mr. Qiu Er was already a master in the rivers and lakes, and the masters all had their own dignity, so he really shouldn't go back, unless he had only this one way left, the only way to survive

The younger brother sighed and muttered, "Qiu Er, you are obviously a smart person, why do you want to be boring to yourself?" ”

But he heard a person outside the door say coldly: "Because he has no way out." ”

The sound was still far away, but after the sound of the stone slab in the courtyard of the hall, the owner of the voice was already outside the door. Then there was another knock, and the man outside the door was already in the house.

The visitor looked like a beautiful man, decorated and gorgeously dressed, and he looked like a very attractive man, and even the scar on the other party's face seemed to have the charm of residual vinegar under the reflection of his dress. His clothes were pure silk, and he had a short sword diagonally stuck in a jade belt around his waist.

But what was surprising was that the sleeve on his left side was empty and tied to his belt, his right leg had been cut off at the knee, he had a wooden foot, and a scar on his left eye, which hung diagonally from the corner of his forehead, and was as deep as a bone, a cripple with one arm, one eye, and one leg.

There were many people in the room now, both living and dead, but he didn't seem to see them all.

He looked around for a week and asked coldly, "Who is the master here!" ”

The big boss looked at Aji, then at Zhu Yeqing, and after seeing that the two of them didn't react, he reluctantly smiled: "It seems to be me now." ”

The corners of the one-armed man's eyes turned up, and he said proudly: "There are guests coming from afar, and they don't even have a seat, doesn't it seem that the host is too rude." ”

The big boss was still hesitating, Zhu Yeqing had already moved a chair with Xiaoxiao, and after setting up the stool, he asked, "Dare to ask the distinguished guest's name?" ”

The one-armed man ignored him, but held out four fingers.

Zhu Yeqing had a good temper, so he still laughed and said, "Isn't there still three friends coming to the guest?" ”

The one-armed man didn't answer, just snorted.

Zhu Yeqing immediately moved three more chairs, and as soon as they were placed in a row, two more people fell lightly from mid-air.

One of them was not only as light as a fallen leaf, but also had a face as dry and fleshless as a dead leaf, and a three-foot-long withered bamboo was stuck in his belt, and his whole body looked like a withered bamboo.

But his clothes were more gorgeous, and his expression was more arrogant, and the people in the room seemed to him as if they were dead or alive.

The other man was a fat man with a smile on his face, with three priceless white marble rings on his white hand, and his fingernails were so sharp and long that they looked like the hands of a noblewoman.

Of course, such a pair of hands is not suitable for using a sword, and such a person does not look like he can do light work. But when he fell from mid-air just now, his light skills were by no means weaker than that old man like a withered bamboo.

Seeing these three people, Qiu Er's face was like ashes.

There was another person outside the door who was coughing incessantly, and slowly walked in while coughing.

Mu Yi fixed his eyes on it, and it turned out to be an old monk in shabby clothes, hunched over, and with a sickly face.

Seeing this old monk, Qiu Er's face was even more colorless, and he laughed miserably: "It's so good, I didn't expect even you to come." ”

The old monk looked at Mr. Qiu Er and sighed and said, "If I don't come, who will come?" I don't go to hell, who goes to hell? ”

His voice sounded weak, not only as if he was sick, but also as if he had been sick for a long time, very sick! But after hearing his tone, no matter who can tell, he must have a very good identity and a very good background.

Of course, the big boss also has this kind of vision, and he has seen that this monk is probably his only savior. In his opinion, no matter what kind of personality the other party is, as a monk, his heart is always not too hard.

So the big boss actually stood up respectfully, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, this is not hell, since the master has arrived here, he doesn't have to suffer from the ten directions anymore." ”

Hearing this, the old monk sighed again and said, "This is not hell, where is hell?" If I don't come to suffer, who will? ”

The big boss reluctantly smiled: "When you get here, what else will the master suffer!" ”

The old monk said: "It is also bitter to subdue demons, and it is also bitter to kill people." ”

The big boss sat back on the tiger skin chair and sighed: "The master also kills? ”

The old monk smiled: "I don't kill people, who kills?" If you don't kill, why go to hell? ”

The big boss was speechless.

Mu Yi suddenly asked Mr. Qiu Er: "Who are these four who make you so panicked?" ”

"Boy, you don't know who I am?" The one-armed man burst out laughing.

Mu Yi didn't know, so he naturally shook his head, he knew that the other party was a strong man, but he really didn't have any impression.

One-armed man: "You should know who I am, people like me who only have one eye, one hand, and one tendon, but can use dual swords, I'm afraid there are not many of them." ”

He didn't boast, and people like him probably couldn't even find a second one. The only one is the "Swallow Double Fly" Shan Yifei, who ranks third among the top ten famous swords in Jiangnan.

Of course, the big boss knew this person, and he said: "It's the "Swallow Double Flying" single hero in the famous town of Jiangnan!."

The one-armed man said proudly: "Yes, I am Shan Yifei, and I am also here to kill." ”

The thin old man immediately continued: "And I have willows and withered bamboos. ”

The withered bamboo sword is also a famous swordsman in Jiangnan, and it is also among the ten swords in Jiangnan, and Mu Yi clearly remembers that a very important part of Mr. Qiu Er's road to fame is to destroy seven of the ten swords in Jiangnan under his own sword.

Shan Yifei said coldly: "Who are we going to kill today, I don't say that you must know!" ”

The big boss let out a long breath and said with a smile: "Fortunately, it's not me who is here to kill." ”

Shan Yifei said: "Of course it's not you." ”

Before he finished saying this, his people had already jumped up, his sword was unsheathed, and the sword light flashed, stabbing Qiu Er.

Qiu Er had also picked up his sword, and the professor between the enemies had nothing to say, so he directly swung his sword and fought back.

"Ding", two swords strike!

But that's when a strange change happens!

I saw two sword lights suddenly change direction and fly towards the big boss in the distance!