Fan Rong, who was mixed in the crowd, had an extremely ugly face, his eyes were gloomy, and his eyes were eager to make people alive, and next to him was Fan Jian, complimenting: "Young master, Night Seventeen, he is indeed dead, this is known to everyone in the city that never sleeps, could it be that the people at the top of Nanyue made a mistake?"

"Mistaken?"

Above, Yeyun suddenly felt an unkind gaze, with her divine sense, she naturally caught Fan Rong easily, her eyes narrowed dangerously, and a cold cold light shot out from the bottom of her eyes.

The corners of his mouth raised, lukewarm, "Fan Rong, the young master of the Heaven Killing Mercenary Group, is really ghostly." ”

A sneer was seen by Fan Rong in his eyes, and he was suddenly angry, "Damn, it's him, the person at the top of Nanyue is not mistaken, it's Night Seventeen, that nasty face, that arrogant and rude expression, even if it turns into ashes, I also know, I originally thought that the so-called No. 1 Yufeng could cripple him, but I didn't expect to be injured, and our strength can't shake his position at this time." ”

"What then? Young master, we can't just sit back and wait like this, can we? ”

Fan Rong clenched his fists and said with a sneer: "Fan Jian, do you think this young master is like the kind of person who sits and waits to die?"

Fan Jian's eyes lit up, "Could it be that the young master has a good way?" ”

"Hmph, Night Seventeen, isn't he very capable? Isn't it invincible in the world and known as the first person in the south? As the first person in the south, there are probably a lot of treasures! Fan Jian, of course, we can't deal with him with our strength, but if it's someone from the entire Southern Domain, do you think he can still deal with him? ”

Fan Jian was stunned, "Young Master, I don't understand what you mean. ”

"Hehe, there is an idiom in this world called borrowing a knife to kill."

After receiving everyone's eager attention, the beast tide is over, and Nightshade is once again making a name for himself.

At night, in the city lord's mansion, Xing Simo put on a feast, today is a celebration banquet, a celebration banquet for all martial artists, but the protagonist is still Yeyun, during the banquet, many people toasted, Yeyun casually blocked a few glasses and then found an excuse to leave the hall, walked towards the backyard, jumped up and sat on the roof of the house as he wanted and looked up at the starry sky.

Tonight's starry sky seems to be specially designed to celebrate the top of Nanyue, and a full moon is hung, and the stars occasionally cross one or two meteors.

"Are you making a wish too?" On the ground, Xing Simo was dressed in white and looked up with a smile and said, "I heard that making a wish on a meteor will make your wish come true." ”

"Ridiculous."

Xing Simo jumped on the roof and stood next to him, "Ridiculous?" Mortals say that if you believe, you will have, and if you don't believe, you will not, but in fact, everyone knows that it is impossible, but they will still do it, why do you think it will be? ”

Smiling, Xing Simo said: "Actually, this is just the sustenance of the mortal heart, pinning the unattainable wish to the so-called meteor, hoping for that unattainable hope."

"What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing, it's just a sudden feeling." Xing Simo looked at Yeyun, "What about you?" Don't you want to say something about today? ”

"You did it on purpose." Yeyun's thin lips opened slightly, and he spit out these five words coldly, even with a murderous aura, and his eyes were full of coldness.

Xing Simo was slightly stunned, and the corners of his mouth were still mildly smiling, "Yes, I did mean it, but even so, you have to accept it, don't you?" ”