In the early morning, a wisp of a strange fragrance with a slightly fishy smell swirled around Lu Zhan's courtyard, Lu Zhan's fat head and big ears, and his two fat "short" arms and windmills generally threw all kinds of herbs into the big ding of boiled meat, and the essence of the green hair roar flesh and blood that was dismembered by Yan San rolled in the big ding.

After a long period of busy work, Lu Zhan looked left and right, put three thumb-sized blood-red particles into the ding, frowned a little distressed, twitched the fat on his face, turned down the flame, let the meat soup continue to grunt, and walked out of the hall. Pushing open the door, Lu Zhan saw Yan San kneeling straight in the middle of the courtyard, and when he saw him come out, he didn't speak, he knocked his head three times, raised his head and looked at him, tears welling up.

Lu Fatzi couldn't see the expression on his face, obviously guessed something, and said lightly: "How are you back?"

Yan San still had blood marks on his forehead, and at this time, the three heads slammed down, and a little blood oozed out, and he replied in a hoarse voice: "More than 300 people in Xiaoxi Street have died unjustly, and the culprit is a few spiritual cultivators of the Qingfeng Mingyue Sect, please ask Master Lu to avenge me!"

After saying that, he kowtowed more and more.

Lu Zhan slowly paced to Yan San's side, one foot under Yan San's head, stopped Yan San's kowtow, Yan San raised his head and looked at Lu Zhan, his face was full of blood and tears.

"Yan San'er, for more than two years, I have asked you to call me Master Lu, and today I will teach you the last lesson!" Lu Zhan pinched Yan San's shoulder with a fat hand, lifted it effortlessly, stared at Yan San coldly, stretched out his hand and slapped it away slowly but firmly.

Lu Zhan's palm was fat, and this palm slashed his head and covered his face, fanning Yan San to take off and spin in a half circle, and smashed to the ground.

"You are sixteen years old this year, you have seen blood, you have also killed life, a dignified five-foot man, your parents are begging someone to take revenge?

Yan San struggled to swallow the blood foam in his mouth, choked up and replied, "Those spiritual cultivators are very strong, I can't fight them......

"If you can't fight, don't take revenge if you can't fight! Ask for someone here, bow down there, is it revenge or practice cheeky skills? The man's blood is the most strong, like you, even if your enemy is dead, and it has a half-penny relationship with you? Will your heart be happy and calm? Will the soul of the burned in Xiaoxi Street rest in peace?"

"A man has gold under his knees, and if others really want to help you, they won't ask you to kneel down and beg for it. What's the use of kneeling if others don't want to help you?

"I owe you, who owes you, and I want to avenge you?"

"Your relatives were burned to death, and you don't want those enemies to taste the pain and experience the hellish methods?

"Can't fight? Is it just by fists and knives to kill people? Have you ever attacked by sneak attack? Have you ever framed and framed you? Have you ever poisoned yourself? Have you ever set a trap? Have you thought of a way to end up together? Have you thought of any other means or methods in your heart? If you really want to die alone, there are thousands of ways besides knives, have you thought of all of these?"

Lu Zhan's words were louder and louder, and the sound slammed into Yan San's heart, Yan San was stunned, and his blood and spirit yuan were stirring: "Yes, what do I want others to avenge for my revenge? Lu Shi has taken care of me for two years, and he already owes him too much, what do you have to do with such a life-and-death event as revenge? I have no father and no mother, and I have given me a life in Xiaoxi Street, since they have gone, my rotten life has been returned to the thief, God is it, what is there to pity? This kneeling is really stupid!"

"Hahahaha...... his heart was depressed, Yan San suddenly laughed, laughed wildly, laughed bloody, and said to Lu Zhan: "Thank you for Master Lu's teachings, what you said is that Yan San was born with nothing, there is blood, there is a life, take care of him Tianwang Laozi, willing to cut his body, and trample his blood! I will go here, from now on, you are the chief steward of Lu Zhanlu, and I am Yan San, each going his own way, and there is no more involvement!"

Lu Zhan also smiled and said, "Okay, this is the male statue, singing wildly and crying, splashing blood in five steps. After today, you are you and I am me. You are afraid of affecting me, and I am afraid of implicating you, so it is better to go your own way. Come, eat the last meat with me, and finish the meal!"

Yan San followed Lu Zhan for two years, knowing that Lu Zhan was also a person with a story, how could he be a cook in Nanfeng Town for no reason with Lu Zhan's force. However, since Lu Zhan didn't say it, Yan San never asked, and today Lu Zhan made his words clear and simply broke up. Yan Sanle had to go to the last care, and calmly entered the hall, a big tripod in the hall, the fragrance was curling and scattering, and the thick soup was rippling.

The two stood opposite each other, feasting, dripping with juice and sweating.

Yan San ate no less than Lu Zhan this time, and the dripping water trick of the waves and sand fluctuated with his breathing, almost hungry and thirsty, digesting the meat and turning it into nutrients to nourish the body, and he was not uncomfortable at all.

After eating a huge piece of meat, Yan San arched his hand at Lu Zhan, ripped off his shirt and exuded heat, and turned to leave.

Out of the courtyard door, an object in the hall flew out, and Lu Zhan's voice sounded: "Everything is decided after the plan, if you don't make a move, you can only make a shot, if you don't hit it, you will immediately go away!" Your heart is still weak, so remember that you will do everything in your power to take revenge.

Yan San took a small package from his hand, and bowed respectfully to Lu Zhan and said, "Xie Lushi's guidance, I can save it." 』

Lu Zhan said again, "There is a gadget I used before in the bag, and two blood essences, which may save your life at a critical moment. Live well, I'm about to leave Nanfeng Town, and I'll have the opportunity to drink and eat meat from you again in the future!"

Yan San smiled, took the package into his arms, and quietly went.

A fire on Xiaoxi Street burned Yan San's ordinary life dreams and the only soft attachment in his heart; Lu Zhan's words revealed the bloody truth of the rivers and lakes, and poured the thick darkness into the depths of the skin's heart, in the final analysis, it was just the law of the jungle;

This is gone, destined to be full of blood, dark and sad songs, do not read the future, do not seek the next life, and use hellish means to show the righteousness of life and death.

Gou Fei is in a very bad mood.

In the battle with Qu Chengfeng, he suffered the most serious injuries as an archer wandering on the edge: Qu Chengfeng stared at him for a while, and finally left two scars on his body, one sword pierced through the shoulder blades, and the other sword went from chest to abdomen, if he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have almost been cut in half. And what did he get afterwards? The golden tickets were all taken away by Luo Gui, and no one looked at his injuries, and finally asked someone to wrap it up, and Shi Wenzheng's miscellaneous even stared at him and smiled.

"Laugh at your mother, laugh, I'll kill you sooner or later!" Gou Fei drank a large bowl of wine, and when he thought of the place where the fire was nesting, he only felt an evil fire rushing to his head, and he slammed the bowl on the table and roared loudly.

The woman who accompanied the wine was found by the master Shi Wentian from the hook bar, and her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be a little like that of her senior sister Deng Feiyu, at this time, Luo Shang was half-dissolved, and was smiling flatteringly, seeing that Gou Fei was angry for no reason, she was suddenly silent, trembling and lying on the ground, burying her face deeply, and saying in her mouth: "Uncle spare your life, uncle spare your life!"

Gou Fei looked at the woman in front of him in disgust, suddenly got up and stepped forward, walked around behind the woman, grabbed the woman's waist and tore off the clothes vigorously, revealing the woman's smooth lower body, and immediately lifted the hem of the placket and stepped forward......

The silhouette of the window is printed with two figures standing and kneeling, the two figures are closely connected from the hip hips, mixed with the woman's screams, the man roars, the sound of snapping collision is endless, the collision is strong and heavy, as if the deep hatred is in general, the window paper rattled, after the tea time, the standing figure roared: "Senior Sister Deng......" The body was as if it was petrified and frothed, trembling lightly a few times, and after a while, the mud lay on the kneeling figure, and the two figures softened into a ball.

"Get out!" Gou Fei pulled up his pants and scolded the woman who was slumped on the ground, with indescribable disgust between his eyebrows. The woman fell apart, but she struggled to get up, grabbed her torn clothes, and hurried away.

The anger was temporarily vented, but the wine was sad, and the depression in Gou Fei's heart was even worse. Several of their brothers entered the Qingfeng Mingyue Sect at the same time, with the same hard work and the same single-mindedness, but now they are different from each other.

The grinning Luo Gui became the fifth disciple of the true tradition, Ma Biao, who has always been fierce and domineering, also became an inner disciple, and Deng Feiyu's promotion to the inner door with nepotism is just around the corner, only he and Shi Wenzheng are still outer disciples after more than ten years in the sect. Oh, and the original most hot intestine Qu Chengfeng, the qualifications and temperament are all superior, how is it so far?

Why is this happening?

Gou Fei slammed the empty flask on the table and said loudly, "Wine!"

The door opened immediately, and a low-eyed and key-eyed servant walked into the door, holding two jugs of wine, respectfully placing them on the stage, and then took two steps back and whispered, "Guest, drink less, drinking can't solve the problem." 』

Gou Fei was stunned for a moment, and then became furious: "Do you know a bird? How dare you talk to your master like this? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu made you stand up for a corpse?"

The little guy's face remained unchanged, and he said, "Do you often make people stand up for corpses? Aren't you afraid that someone will touch your bedside at night to settle accounts with you?"

Gou Fei was stunned again, the little guy had already raised his head, and a pair of narrow and sharp eyes stared straight at him.

"Your mother is tired of being alive!" Gou Fei was stared at by this clear eye, and suddenly became angry, stood up and slapped the little guy with a palm, but before he was halfway, he suddenly felt dizzy, staggered a few steps, and fell at the feet of the little guy......

After a while, the "drunk" Gou Fei staggered away with the support of this tall and thin guy, and passed by Shi Wenzheng's house before parting, and the guy also said hello: "Gou Ye is drunk, let the villain send him back, Shi Ye wait, do you want the villain to give him a ride?"

Shi Wenzheng scolded, "I'm not that short drunk, I still need your help, get out of yours, a bunch of mud can't hold up the wall!"

Shi Wenzheng drank until nightfall before returning drunk, and the three senior brothers and sisters stayed in the yamen to be busy with the things that he and Gou Fei didn't know, and the small circle back then had completely enclosed the two of them outside. Fortunately, his ambition is not high, so it is easy to be satisfied, and it is not bad to return to the scenery of Nanfeng Town to be a strong party! Drunk and drunk, sleeping with women, having money to spend, accompanying the official family, saying one thing or another, taking and taking, this kind of day, what is the difference compared to the emperor?

Shi Wen was sleeping soundly, and he was very comfortable.