The tea had not yet cooled, but the man fell in a pool of blood.

In fact, it is a little smaller than the center of the imperial capital, and in such a poor countryside, it is inevitable that some outlaws are hidden.

In the small teahouse, the fragrance of tea was overflowing, but all the people sitting were outlaws who had been involved in several murders, and Li Si, who usually blew himself to the sky, closed his mouth at the moment, and his eyes were full of unconcealable fear when he looked at the corpse.

The woman, a woman dressed in black, sat next to the bloodied corpse, and the large bone-deep gash on the corpse's chest was undoubtedly her masterpiece, and she just drank the tea without any expression on her face

The door creaked open, and the cool breeze that suddenly poured into the tea shop made everyone present shiver, and along with the cool breeze entering the tea shop, there was also a sturdy man dressed in black.

"You're here?" the woman was willing to open her cherry-like lips, and her words were simpler than drinking water.

"I'm coming. "The man's voice is magnetic, but not a little emotional.

"I knew you were coming. ”

“... What did he do?" the man asked in a nonchalant tone, glancing at the corpse on the ground.

"He scolded me. ”

"What are you scolding?"

"Scold me for being a barbarian from the south. The woman smiled, sweetly, but inexplicably inexplicably.

"So you're going to kill him, aren't you afraid that the yamen in this small city will send someone to arrest you?" the man laughed too, and the smile was inconspicuous.

"What about the people sent by the Yamen?"

"I killed them all. When the woman heard this, she smiled even sweeter.

The man moved a chair, sat down, tilted his head and played with the words "Do they deserve to die?" Although the voice was not loud, it made everyone in the tea shop tense.

"Damn. ”

"Why? Some of them are from the south and some from the north, and besides, the north and the south are the same family, and they don't mean to discriminate against you. ”

"But they've all killed. ”

"You've killed people too, so why don't you deserve to die?"

"Because I have that qualification. The woman stood up, her hand on her sword, and before she could draw it, the man stopped her.

"I'll help you. Before the man could finish speaking, he took the lead, and the black flower knife in his hand swam like a black poisonous snake around the neck of everyone in the tea shop, and all this seemed to happen with a flick of his fingers.

Before and after less than a second, everyone in the entire tea shop except for the woman and the tea shop owner had a cut on their necks, the man put away the knife, the knife was not stained with a little blood, but the body was already full of blood, the woman saw this, smiled like a blooming flower, she stood up and took the man's hand, and walked out of the teahouse, leaving only the tea shop owner sighing, wiping the porcelain cup over and over again.

"Help me kill someone. The woman led the man down the street without a sound, and spit out such a sentence coldly.

"Who?"

"I don't know his name, but I know what he looks like, and in a few days they will be settled in this little town. ”

"Why should that man die?"

"He killed my people. ”

"Who killed you?" the man asked, sneering.

"Kill my brother. The woman said this, but her tone did not fluctuate at all, as if she were saying something trivial.

"He's going to die too?" the man didn't feel a little sad when he heard this, but he was actually a little happy.

"When a man is killed, he dies. The woman didn't blame him, she still kept her face calm.

"What does the person who killed your brother look like?"

"Good looks, white clothes, look in your twenties, high nose bridge, big eyes, small beard. ”

"There are a lot of people like this in the world. ”

"You'll know when he comes. The woman smiled again, and the smile was so strange that it was hairy.

Ye Wufeng had just walked into the Xiangmu Hall and had not taken two steps when a voice that made people's teeth soft came into his ears: "Brother Ye, why are you back?"

Hearing such a heavenly voice, Ye Wufeng still had a cold face, glanced at the girl, and his words were still embarrassingly simple, "My knife is cracked." After finishing speaking, he walked without looking back, which shows that there is indeed something wrong with his sexual orientation, he doesn't like women, let alone men, and all he loves deeply is his knife.

"Wufeng, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?What, the ten thousand remnants of grass have been retrieved?" The lobby of Xiangmu Hall was bustling as usual, but no one spoke, except for Xiangmuyun, who was sitting in the hall master's seat.

"Hall Master, I haven't gotten ten ten thousand remnants of grass yet, but my sword is cracked. Ye Wufeng rarely knelt down, his mouth seemed to be the first time to say such a long sentence.

"Ha, can you make your knife split?Is that person a member of the Dark Horse Gang?" Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Xiangmuyun's eyes, and he raised Erlang's legs and asked.

"It's not. ”

"That's... Is it a monster on the Cliff of Sighs?"

"It's not. ”

"That's the people of the Gang Hall. ”

"It's someone from the heavenly realm. ”

"Celestial?" Xiangmu Yan put away her leisurely appearance and became serious.

"Yes. ”

"Why would they do it to you?"

"I don't know. ”

"Interesting, but I have more important things for you to do than to study this. "Xiangmuyun's serious appearance is always fleeting.

"What's the matter?"

"Your brother, Ye Wutang, he has defected. ”

"Impossible!" Ye Wufeng stood up, his eyes full of surprise.

"I know, I don't think it's possible, but he killed Fang Chan and several disciples the night before yesterday, and escaped with the sword book of our Xiangmu Hall. ”

"Why did he do that?"

"You may need to ask him, our informant has sent a message that he is in the city of Misty, you rest for a day, and you can go again when your knife is fine, oh, by the way, take Qiuyang with you, it's time for her to see the world." Xiang Muyun waved his hand and motioned for Ye Wufeng to go down first.

That night, Ye Wufeng sat on the tower, but he had no intention of enjoying the scenery, the scene of the year walked in front of his eyes like a marquee, his brother protected his figure in the fire, he and his brother lived on the streets together, fought with dogs for food, joined Xiangmutang together, and practiced together.

"Brother Wufeng, what's wrong with you?" The feeling of being interrupted by someone was definitely uncomfortable, Ye Wufeng turned his head and looked at the girl who seemed to be not yet fifteen years old, she was Qiuyang.

"Not really. Ye Wufeng glared at her, turned his head and continued to look at the moon.

"Are you angry with Brother Tang?"

"Nope. ”

"Liar, you're obviously angry, and Brother Tang can't help himself, if it weren't for that woman..."

"That woman?!" The sudden killing intent in Ye Wufeng's eyes made the girl a little breathless, it seemed that this decisive battle could not be avoided.