Chapter 212: Meeting the Old Man (I)

Subconsciously, Xue'er grabbed the railing and shouted loudly: "Be careful" has nothing to do with love, just to save her life back then.

The delicate voice was drowned in the chanting of the 'tide', and no one paid attention to the little Xue'er in the restaurant.

No one even paid attention to the Death Arrow, which shone with a cold light in the cold sky, and the situation seemed to be a little unusual.

The inch-long arrow came suddenly in a blink of an eye, and everyone panicked, and no one could stop them, so they 'shot' straight at the two who were close to the first.

"Ahh

At this moment, several black 'colored' shields obscured her vision, and the fatal arrows did not know what the outcome would be, whether anyone was injured.

Then, "rub, rub, pong" is three arrows in a row, eye-catching, if the arrow just now is a poisonous snake waiting for the opportunity to move, then these three arrows will be like Hou Yi 'shooting' the arrow of the sun, magnificent, extremely fast.

The crowd was boiling, and the scene was 'chaotic'.

"Escort, come ......"

"Come on, escort...... Escort"

Only then did we meet, the world was separated, and the memories of the morning and twilight floated up; How pitiful, the sky and the earth are dark, and the sound of feathers is urging Yama.

The pennant is floating, the dragon is circling, and life and death are determined by whom; 'Confused' fantasy, first white-headed, where is the gentleman's affection.

Cher closed her eyes and took a few steps back, not wanting to look at the chaos of the street anymore. The heart has become a pot of porridge, leaving only the cold light in front of me.

She hated him for being ruthless, hated him for being unintentional, but why did her heart still hurt, her whole body trembled with worry, and she would think of the smile on the corner of her mouth when he picked up the Kong Ming lantern at that moment, and she would remember that he was holding herself, and she smiled dotingly and said that she would never mind all her mistakes.

For a while, she hated her weakness and hesitation.

No, it's not the time yet. She took a deep breath and calmed her emotions, no matter what, ruthlessness still needs her to find it, she must break the 'yin' plot of the Stygian, for the sake of ruthlessness, for herself, and for the sake of thousands of creatures in the Six Realms.

The noise in the ears seems to be far away, and it seems to be very close, far to the horizon, close to the heart, leaving the "buzzing" sound in the ears.

Forcibly controlling her trembling shoulders, she used all the strength in her heart to dig her fingertips into her palms, and she didn't feel it, only felt that her fingertips were warm and sticky.

She opened her eyes suddenly.

Nameless was holding his chrysanthemum pot and retreated to her side, with disdain on his face, and said to himself, "You deserve it." After speaking, he was facing Shang Xue'er's knife-like eyes, busy 'touching' and 'touching' his head, and smiled awkwardly: "People say that the Son of Heaven has a good life......"

Xue'er was too lazy to talk to him, her brain was flying, she didn't say a word, she turned around and walked down the pavilion, and when she reached the second floor, her eyes fell on the locked 'door' on the second floor, the big black 'door', and the red paint lock hung on it, the red paint was particularly bright 'bright', as if it had just been painted.

The 'door' was closed, the wall was windowless, at least from Cher's point of view, not even the light could penetrate it, and it was tightly covered. It's like a dark corner under the sun, I don't know how many dry bones, blood and tears are buried.

She stopped, withdrew her gaze from the pitch-black 'door' on the second floor, and turned her head sideways to Nameless and ordered: "Go and see if there is a guest room, Miss I want to change places." "The big black 'door' with a pitch-black padlock on the right hand side of the chin.

Nameless nodded, straddled the chrysanthemum pot under his armpit, and stepped forward with his free right hand to smash the 'door' - the culprit of the assassination must be inside.

"Wait," Cher raised her hand to stop, frowning in thought. She suddenly thought that Mo Zhanpeng was the number one killer in the rivers and lakes, and the hidden assassination was his forte, and he was not a vain person, and he had infinite patience, so she had heard Hongyi say that he could stay in the mud for three days and three nights, just to assassinate one person.

Today, in such a chaotic situation, how could he put himself in danger, if he was not fully prepared, he would never do so.

So, what is his purpose in doing this, and even allowing the murderer to 'shoot' arrows? Could it be that it was the Whampoa Flying Dragon who was paralyzed by his injuries and was led to fight in the south of the Yangtze River?

No, now, Mo Zhanpeng has occupied all the advantageous positions, and he will never do anything more.

Thinking that when she shouted just now, she didn't attract the attention of a hidden guard, if it wasn't for the hidden guard's dereliction of duty and running to drink tea and sleep in the red tent, it was deliberately arranged by someone.

So...... What the hell is this......

Thinking that I don't know the trick, if I let 'sex' act recklessly and break someone's game, it's not asking for hardship.

When she woke up this time, Xue'er suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, brushed her sleeves and wiped the corners of her forehead, she waved her hand and said, "Forget it, this person is not familiar with the place, it's better to live in an old house...... Go back to the house. Nameless was surprised, but he didn't ask, and walked back behind him.

Said to go back to the house, the two of them did not go back to the house, bypassed the quiet corridor, and walked towards the room of Huo'er and Shui'er, who thought that after that, the 'door' and the courtyard 'hole' opened, and the room was empty, where there was half a figure.

There was still a wisp of 'medicine' incense left in the room, presumably from Shui'er's body, and a trace of heat came out of the teacup on the table, and the person left not long ago.

Xue'er frowned, thinking of Huo'er's 'sex' in a hurry, she was suddenly anxious, and thought that Shui'er has always been steady and soft, and there should not be a person who resists the army alone and '' Lei Buyu's anti-heaven image.

"Suffered, wouldn't it be bad if Huo'er's girl also wanted to 'get' an emperor to be the emperor." Nameless slapped his big 'leg', put down the chrysanthemum pot in his hand, lifted his robe and ran outside.

Xue'er had no choice but to catch up.

When the 'door' came, the scene of 'chaos' and coaxing on the side of the street had been well controlled, and the people in cloth clothes knelt on the ground again, looking more humble and a little afraid.

The black-armored knights walking back and forth in the middle of the street, their cold faces covered behind the armor, only 'exposed' a pair of patrol eyes, after the baptism of the battlefield, such eyes have long been comparable to the king of Hades, inch by inch like cutting human skin.

Not far away, Mo Zhanpeng's face was slightly pale, and his forehead was sweaty, but he did not hide his sassy demeanor, proudly staring at him, with a pair of brown 'colored' eyes, like a deep pool of water, floating to the gorgeous restaurant from time to time.

There was a circle of black-armored 'guards' around him, all of them murderous, as if they were about to break the corpses of the 'Mao' thieves who frightened the Holy Driver.

The person next to the "Sect Leader ......" smashed the arm of the black-armored 'squire' guard, his face was 'pale', and he hurriedly uncovered his helmet, 'revealed' a face comparable to that of a fierce beast, with a leopard's head and eyes, a long sword pinned to his waist, and his 'hair' erected like a king of Hades sitting down on a fire demon, he knelt on one knee, arched his hands, and looked up at the man he admired the most: "Your Majesty, let Chu Rang personally pull out the 'Mao' thief." "Look at that look, the guy who is called the 'hairy' thief, if he is not caught, he will definitely be dismantled and the corpse will be on the wall.

Mo Zhanpeng's eyes were deep, he helped Chu Rang up, and said loudly: "Your strength, it is better to keep it to clear the remnants of Huangpu, and ...... in addition" He looked around, the shoulders of the people kneeling on the ground trembled, some of them hung colors, fainted on the ground, obviously frightened, and he continued: "Calm them well." ”

"But ......" Chu Rang couldn't hold back this breath, took a step forward, and insisted, a touch of cold light swept in, which made him feel the piercing meaning of the 39 cold days, he actually forgot that the man in front of him was already the lord of a country, and the cold sweat on his back soaked his clothes, and he silently stepped aside.

At this moment, in the silent crowd, the little girl's voice sounded as crisp as a hundred spirits: "Sister Shangguan, I haven't seen you for many days, and I am becoming more and more watery. ”

The little girl is articulate, and her voice is a little naughty and innocent. It makes people not feel a little vigilant.

"Huo'er, don't mess around......" The soft and soft voice sounded immediately, the apricot yellow 'color' clothes, like a budding autumn chrysanthemum, it was Shui'er, she frowned slightly, followed the 'insertion' effort, walked to the middle of Huo'er and Shangguan Youyun, inadvertently separated the two, and said with a soft smile: "Little sister is stubborn, Shangguan girl is not strange." ”

Shangguan Youyun had changed into a crimson 'color' emerald hookah embroidered gold skirt at this time, with a narrow waist and wide sleeves, faintly 'exposed' a lotus arm, and the skirt was layered on top of each other, like the lotus leaves in the pond fluttering 'swinging' undulations, and it also set off the slender and beautiful figure.

She already has a cold temperament, and this dress has added a little charm, tactfully, looking forward to her life, and how many amazing 'glamorous' eyeballs she has won in an instant.

I saw her lightly open Zhu's 'lips', hold Shui'er's arm, and look like a sister affectionately: "Sister Shui'er, this is the outside...... If not, you just now...... I'm afraid that I have already died of the 'jade', where can I stand here and speak. The tone was delicate, and there was no coldness.

The people who have been standing by his side for a long time can't help but mutter: The two girls are as beautiful as fairies, and they break arrows with a chuckle, and Miss is so courteous, I am afraid that the identity is not simple.

After only a few peeks, he met a pair of cold eyes, and he hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at it again.

The three 'women' laughed at each other and walked in front of Mo Zhanpeng.

The red-clothed Huo'er saw Mo Zhanpeng, still wearing a black 'colored' suit, showing her ability and good body cultivation, but her attention was completely above his sideburns and white hair, as the perpetrator, she had already deceived Mo Zhanpeng's side in a flash, stood on tiptoe, put one arm on his shoulder, and looked up at him playfully: "Qiao Langjun, marry a new daughter-in-law, how can you be sad and white-headed, Mo Dao wheat is planted in paddy fields, and rice is 'planted' in dry land." ”

"Bold" has already had a fierce light on the face of the 'servant' close to him: "When I see the emperor, I don't kowtow"

Huo'er pinched his nose at him, and raised his head to 'show' pride: "Girl, I don't kneel to the sky or the ground, kneel to your master?" …… Aren't you afraid that your master won't be able to bear it and die? ”

The face of the near-'waiter' changed, and Chu Rang on the side couldn't help it, the idol was cursed like this, he didn't take a knife to cut it directly, it was already very face-saving, holding a helmet, and he stepped forward and scolded: "Which family's 'hairy' child, grandpa, I will send you to superbirth." ”

"Chu Rang" scolded, his voice was not loud, with full prestige.

Huo'er smiled: "Seeing that you are so knowledgeable, forget it today." She jumped back to the water, and when she was gone, she turned her head and grimaced: "Don't forget my song." ”

That crisp and melodious singing song, listening to other people's ears, only feel that the words are correct and round, and it is very comfortable to hear. Only Shangguan Youyun changed her face in an instant, and she hurriedly brushed her sleeves to cover her face and coughed lightly to hide the sharp 'color' between her eyebrows.

A trace of trance flashed between Mo Zhanpeng's eyebrows, and then he became clear, but the bitterness at the corner of his mouth slowly melted in Huo'er's eyes.

Huo'er saw it clearly, looked up at the restaurant in front of him, his body went up, and the whole person was like a flying swallow, causing everyone to exclaim, and the people kowtowed.

The red clothes are like the glow, the powder face is 'jade', and it is really like a fairy descending to the earth.

She was tall, and suddenly saw a bright purple 'color' in the distance, and her eyebrows and eyes were smiling 'flowers', and she swept towards that side.