The rain kept hitting the surroundings, and they fell from the sky onto the girl's red umbrella, and then fell from all sides of the umbrella, forming a curtain of rain.

The girl under the umbrella is smiling like a flower.

A smart woman is probably only stupid when faced with the man she likes.

Obviously, the old way in front of me is definitely not this one.

And in the face of the girl's counterattack,

Lao Dao just smiled.

Bow your head,

The sole of the shoe stepped on the puddle and made a lot of splashes,

"Why did you come?" Lao Dao asked.

The girl didn't answer.

"It seems that your father is really ready to kill his relatives in righteousness?"

The girl still didn't answer.

Lao Dao scratched his already wet hair, took a step, and continued to walk.

The girl continued to hold the umbrella and walked in her own direction.

The distance between the two sides has not been widened yet,

Lao Dao stopped, waved his hand and said:

"You know him well?"

The girl stopped,

frankly

She doesn't know her,

If you really know him,

will not be ruthlessly thrown away by that man twice,

In the end,

When he came out of his resting place, he was already labeled as a countdown to life.

Whether it was in Mount Emei before, or at the door of the book house a while ago, she came twice, but she actually lost, not only lost, but also suffered serious losses.

Each time, I folded most of myself here.

Fold it a few times in a row, and I'm about to fold myself.

But, fortunately, my time is running out anyway.

The sword was already hanging in front of the man's eyes, and the time to fall was nothing more than tonight or tomorrow morning.

Estimated,

This rain, this typhoon,

It's not over yet, it's not over yet, it's not over yet

This sword,

can fall.

The next one, that is, oneself, time is running out and another time is running out, it is not possible to talk about negative and positive, but many things, in fact, can already be said to be indifferent.

"Than you, understand."

"Really?" A smile appeared on Lao Dao's face.

"Really."

"Then you say, will he die?"

"I'm going to die."

The girl didn't hesitate and replied directly.

Lao Dao licked his tongue, he wanted to use himself as an example, but as the girl said before, he himself was not an example at all.

This feeling makes people a little unhappy, obviously they have succeeded, but after all, they have not been able to get the flowers and applause that the successful people deserve.

Instead, he made himself look like a hole in the world.

A circle of people surrounded him, laughing at himself for being dead,

No matter how much money you excrete, and how many ways to write the word "death",

It's useless.

maybe

The big question is,

He may be a little undetermined himself.

"You won't survive either." Lao Dao sighed.

The girl ignored it, continued to disperse, and took a step,

"I am, his daughter."

"But he's the master of men!"

Lao Dao immediately turned his head to look at the girl's back,

His shouting seemed a little fragmented on this stormy night.

"He is the lord of the people, he has set this rule for this world, why do you women always like to be so naïve?"

Maybe it's the last bit of unwillingness, and it's like the last question.

At this time, Lao Dao seemed to be a little out of his usual demeanor, but he really couldn't care about it, and he didn't plan to care about these things anymore.

Previously, when the great task was done, Jizo first showed off in front of him;

Just now, when I was walking back home, this girl stabbed herself again!

People and ghosts are all showing, only the prince is being beaten!

How could Lao Dao continue to maintain his inner stability?

What's more, he is not a master with a stable heart.

"He's dead, but he's still alive." The girl turned her head and looked at the rain-drenched old man, "If he lives, it will be easy to do." ”

Lao Dao was stunned for a moment,

At their level,

A lot of words,

It's really a little bit thorough,

Under the sword of Xuanyuan,

The eight immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers.

What you can think of, others have probably thought about, and what others have tried, you have probably thought about it.

Whether it is a matter of whether it is related to their own survival or not, no one really dares not to take it to heart.

The "he" and "he" that the girl said, one refers to Yinggou, and the other refers to "Zhou Ze".

Win the hook will die,

But with a high probability,

Zhou Ze will survive.

And the girl's target is Zhou Ze.

She is just following Zhou Ze,

Waiting for that sword to come down,

Waiting for that sword to kill the man she loved and hated the most in her life,

And then

She will pick up the survivor under the sword,

You can say he's an armor, or you can say he's a garment,

What she's going to do,

Just put him on your own.

Xuanyuan Sword, which was her father's sword;

Zhou Ze is a person who has just survived from the sword;

At the moment, she has no physical body in the real sense, and as one of the ancestors of zombies, it really doesn't matter to her whether the physical body exists or not.

The flesh is nothing more than a skin.

Father's sword, plus Zhou Ze's body and soul that had just survived from the sword.

With these two things in hand,

She probably has a better chance of surviving.

You can say that it is a bit wishful thinking, but I have to say that it is indeed a method.

It's not like no one has thought about this method, but even if you think about it, it's useless.

Because there is a key point that only she can satisfy,

That is,

She is the daughter of the Yellow Emperor!

You can say that this method is ridiculous, because it is not 100% successful, but under the Xuanyuan Sword, no one is qualified to laugh at anyone.

"I'm not, can I?"

Lao Dao stretched out his hand and pointed to his face.

The girl held an umbrella and smiled wildly, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"As I said, you've ...... It's dead. ”

Lao Dao also smiled,

simply squatted in the puddle,

Like an old man with Alzheimer's,

He slapped the puddle with one hand, like a naughty boy playing with his mother's punishment afterwards, and laughed:

"How do you know that bookstore owner will survive?"

Wen Yan,

The girl was silent,

Not only was it silent, but his face was directly cold.

Lao Dao had asked her earlier if she knew him.

Actually, she really doesn't know her.

But she can fail again and again, pale and heartbreaking,

to prove one thing,

proves what kind of status the person named Zhou Ze is in his heart.

This comes from a woman's intuition, and woman's intuition in this respect is innate;

She has a clear sense of who her competitors are.

Win Hook,

will let him live,

She firmly believes that

She's sure!

"He's going to survive."

And win the hook, and the man, will die.

ended his vigorous life.

And once that man dies, the remaining person called Zhou Ze,

After losing the power of the winning hook,

he

What's it?

An ordinary person?

Nicely speaking, a zombie?

But what are zombies in front of her?

"You're going to stop me?"

The girl asked.

Lao Dao shook his head and said, "Me and him, the debt is gone." ”

The implication is that he won't interfere.

"Okay."

The girl continued to hold the umbrella and walked forward.

Lao Dao sat down with his back against the telephone pole, anyway, his body was already wet, and there was nothing he couldn't let go.

When the girl's back has disappeared in the rain curtain in front of her,

Lao Dao laughed out loud again.

"I think I'm very smart."

After sighing,

Lao Dao raised his head,

The light of the street lamp is a little dazzling, and the heavy rain around it makes the light of the street lamp a little dim, creating an effect similar to that of the moon halo.

In this fog,

Lao Dao seemed to see a lot of people, but he didn't let his thoughts stay here.

Reaching out, he patted his jaw, then propped himself up on the ground and stood up again.

He began to walk back,

This road,

Someone is moving forward,

And he,

It's the opposite of them.

The living go forward, the dead go back;

Fortunately, after walking for so long, the book house is finally in front of me.

Through the glass, Lawyer An saw Lao Dao who was drenched in the rain outside, and he immediately rushed out with an umbrella to help Lao Dao block the rain.

The umbrella was all covered by Lao Dao's body, and the shirt on Lawyer An's body was already soaked.

Lao Dao didn't rush into the door, but looked at Lawyer An and asked:

"Have you ever given you an umbrella before?"

"Not ever." Lawyer An seems to be very sincere.

In his previous life, he was a young man in Guangzhou, busy playing all day long, drunk and obsessed, until his father died and his family was backward, before he understood the truth of life.

But it is true that the son wants to raise and does not wait.

Lao Dao nodded,

Lawyer An added: "Isn't it just to eat for a mixed meal?" ”

Patting sycophants is to eat, after all, in this world, it is estimated that no one is really born cheap and likes to pat on the back.

Lao Dao's gaze swept to everyone in the room, and finally, it fell on Lawyer An's face.

His hand, resting on Lawyer An's shoulder, patted it.

Lawyer An only felt that his bones were getting a little crispy.

Followed by

Lao Dao turned his head again and looked at the black rain curtain behind him,

Road:

"Where are you going, boss."

"Hmm."

Lao Dao stretched out his hand, touched his face, and then finally pushed the door open and walked in.

Everyone in the bookstore, except for Yingying, who accompanied the boss out, the rest of them are here.

When Lao Dao came in, everyone's eyes naturally moved with Lao Dao.

Lao Dao didn't care that he was already soaked, and of course, the staff of the bookstore didn't mind him soiling the floor, so Lao Dao just dragged the water stains and walked to the painting again.

The old man's hands caressed the scroll.

Lips, somewhat chapped.

When Jizo ascended to heaven, he gave him a sword;

The maiden before also gave him a knife;

Xuanyuan Sword, in fact, also gave him a knife.

But......

"I'm not dead!"

Lao Dao suddenly made a deep sound!

This voice,

The shock made everyone in the study house pale one by one, and the aura of the Mansion Monarch, even for them, was unbearable, although the Mansion Monarch did not deliberately target them.

Followed by

Lao Dao let out a sigh,

It seems that the previous grandeur is just the last touch of unwillingness to vent, just like ...... Back to light.

"Alas,

I was just

I miss you guys......"