"Brother Tai inevitably inquired wrong, the most taboo in my Golden Lion Dart Bureau walking the rivers and lakes is the four taboos of burning, killing and looting, how can I rob other people's things?"

The bad-nosed man rattled twice, which was very ugly, but he pointed to his bad nose and said seriously and carefully: "I remember that the swinger praised you as a friend, right?"

Mo Yunyao's face was a little gloomy, and his subordinates said that let Song Yang kneel and learn to call the dog, how could he admit that Song Yang was his friend?

"Yes, yes, yes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The bad-nosed man sneered, "After all, he is on his knees and learns that the dog barks, so how can he be your friend." ”

"Brother Tai Ming. ”

"It's a pity. The bad-nosed man turned around, his face sank, and he said, "He's my friend." ”

"What does Brother Tai want. ”

"Wait for you to make a move. He laughs.

"Brother Tai smiled, who doesn't know the name of Qiu Yun in the rivers and lakes?

Mo Yunyao has wanted to draw his knife countless times and cut this person in two, but it is like the breeze that blows, just blows and then goes, after all, who will do the thing of looking for death?

"I wanted you to spare your life by handing over the Baguio flowers, but now I want you to do more. Qiu Yun pointed to the inn's shopkeeper and said, "I want his life, but I don't want to do it." ”

Xiao Er has seen the world, and he was not scared to scream, although his face was cold in a sweat, but he turned around and ran, he ran towards the inn, estimating that there was some tunnel in the inn, otherwise how would he escape inside?

How could Mo Yunyao let him escape?

Mo Yunyao only swung a knife, and he only used to swing a knife, because it was the second shopkeeper, how could he be worthy of the name of the Wind Knife with one more swing?

There was not even a scream coming from the inn, all that could be heard was the dull sound of the corpse falling to the ground, and it was like a knife on the neck of the seat, and the expression was frightened, and the limbs were numb, and now even a leaf falling could be regarded as a big movement.

"What is the saying? A dog always has to lie on the ground to be a dog, isn't it?

"Don't blame me, after all, I said that the prodigal hand is my friend. ”

Mo Yunyao's face was a little ugly, but it was only a matter of moments, he smiled, knelt, crawled, and screamed.

His voice was not loud, but in such a quiet Maple Leaf Inn, this scream was more swaggering and conspicuous than the two famous poems on the signboard, but everyone was happy to see this scene, and the tension in their hearts was relieved for a moment.

"The big boss of the dignified Golden Lion Dart Bureau actually killed his friend to grab the treasure, and you killed the friend to grab the treasure, even if you are kneeling in front of the shameless flower thief and learning to bark at the dog, do you say you are cheap?"

"Who!" Lang Lihua stared at the man in the northwest wearing a straw hat, a cloth coat, and a long sword.

Mo Yunyao stopped barking, he didn't stand up and still knelt, staring into the distance, his expression was extremely gloomy, Langlihua didn't pay attention to him, in his heart, Mo Yunyao, who had lost his fighting spirit, was a dead dog.

It may be that Mo Yunyao has really lost the integrity that he should have on the rivers and lakes, so even flower thieves like Langlihua don't want to care, so the cold light flashed, and Langlihua's thighs were already bleeding.

The waves were shocked, but Mo Yunyao was a carp rolling and fled into the distance, he picked up the wind knife, he was about to escape but was stopped by a long sword.

It was a man in the northwest wearing a straw hat, a cloth coat, and holding a long sword, his sword was not unsheathed, but only pressed the hilt against his throat, and said, "Leave Baguio Hua to spare you from death." ”

Mo Yunyao's face turned purple and blue, but what could he do? He put down the burden on his shoulders and left like this.

It's a pity that he can't walk, because after only ten steps he realizes that something is wrong and starts coughing, he keeps coughing, coughing up blood, and he turns to stare at the waves with a frightened face.

As for the waves, it was relaxed, and it seemed that he had not been stabbed in the leg with a dagger, and although the blood had soaked into his trouser legs, he still had the leisure to sit on the wooden bench and pour a glass of wine, and drank it all.

He was not the only one coughing, the swordsman with the straw hat also coughed in a low voice, and then there was a continuous cough from the entire Maple Leaf Inn, which was too frightening, because they clearly knew that they were poisoned.

Mo Yunyao was very aggrieved and pitiful when he left, but such a person naturally has something to hate, you see, he has already knelt down ten steps away

He still learned to bark, he climbed in front of Qiu Yun, he smiled, the smile was very hypocritical and ugly, but this kind of laughter Langlihua liked it very much, because it was a surrendered laugh, although he also knew that this surrender was also false.

"Want to detoxify?"

Mo Yunyao hesitated for a moment, then nodded twice.

Lang Lihua pointed to the beautiful girl who was like an orchid not long after she sat down, he smiled a little ****, but his tone of voice was very serious, and he said: "My favorite thing is to pick yin and supplement yang in broad daylight, you know." ”

But the dog could not kneel at this time, so he stood up, stood with his knife in hand, and walked towards the pretty girl.

In broad daylight, it sounds like everyone is punished for such an evil thing, but at this time, the big boss of the Golden Lion Dart Bureau, who usually talks about the supremacy of justice, is helping to abuse people, which is shameful.

I saw a flash of cold light, a violent wind, and then a pool of blood flew away like a maple leaf that had unfolded, and an arm was broken in response, Mo Yunyao's pig-like scream was so deafening in front of the seemingly empty maple leaf inn, and the people who listened were terrified.

It was a sword that cut off one of his arms, that is, the swordsman with a hat, he cut off Mo Yunyao's left arm with a sword, he was merciful, so he didn't cut off his right arm with a knife for dinner, of course, it is also possible that it is more laborious to cut off his right arm, he is poisoned now, but he can't waste any strength.

"What a fast sword. Langlihua raised his eyebrows, the cold light in his eyes was even stronger, and he still held back a sentence from his mouth: "Meilu has a sword and a plum." ”

Mo Yunyao's screams stopped, because Mei Lu had a sword and a plum, that was one of the best masters of the Void Breaking Realm in the rivers and lakes, a cold sword went into winter, looking for tens of millions of bitter cold plums, and his reputation just said that Mo Yunyao did not dare to continue to be presumptuous, because he was really afraid of death.

"I didn't expect that Mei Lu, who lived in a deep house and was dedicated to cultivating swords, would actually move his heart with lust. The waves laughed, laughed like the wind, laughed like the leaves, and said, "What do you want today?"

"Antidote, let everyone go. Yizhimei didn't say much, but the voice was flat after all, but there was a hint of chill in the blandness, just like the cold wind blowing with flying snow in the ten thousand snow plums, and the murderous aura mixed with it made the flowers in the waves have to pay attention.

Langlihua didn't think about it for too long and agreed, because he didn't dare to fight, because he didn't want to fight, even if he killed a plum's seriously injured body, I am afraid that even Mo Yunyao would not be able to deal with it, the gains outweigh the losses.

But before he could take out the antidote, he only felt a pain in his chest, a fishy breath poured into his throat, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out, he looked extremely shocked, and suddenly thought of something, he stared at the wine jug on the side, and then stared at the Maple Leaf Inn, but there was a trace of horror.

(To be continued.) )