Qian also went far away.

On the way, I heard two scholars say that there is a lantern festival in the Qinxiang River at night, and the riverside has begun to be arranged, and some talented and famous ladies have gathered in Qixia Pavilion to write poems to help the fun, and when they are interested, they followed the two to the river.

It's not that he likes to join in the fun, but he has nothing to do at the moment, and the chess game is by the river, so by the way, he doesn't have to see who is writing poems and who is dancing sleeves.

Qinxiang River is really different from the past.

The peach blossoms are falling, the river water is soaked in the fragrant and fragrant, the river surface also becomes a brocade wave, the painting boat stops on the river bank, it is really like stopping in the painting, the lanterns hanging on both sides of the bank are not lit, but occasionally from the painting boat ripples out of the flute clear and quiet, the neon clothes and the glow of the sun, all and the slanting sun will light the lanterns intoxicatingly.

Unconsciously, Qian Yi has changed from a casual look to a lingering gaze.

Life is walking between busyness and harvesting beauty, and now that he has a lot of free time, he will naturally gain more.

The young man walked slowly, just like this, touching a person's body.

This person was dressed in the clothes of an official, carrying a simple knife at his waist, his expression was very kind, and he smiled at Qianyi and said, "The lanterns here haven't been hung up yet, little brother, please go around." ”

Qian Yi looked back when he heard this, and saw that several people were busy hanging lanterns, and after a confession, he walked to the side street.

Behind Qianyi, who couldn't see it, the man dressed as an official suddenly smiled, and the slanting sun was blocked by him in the shadows.

In front of the official, who was out of sight, Qianya frowned slightly.

The Tianhong Knife was still silent, but Qianyi, who was close to the Tianhong Knife, felt a very subtle clanging sound.

The official disguised it well, no matter the expression or the matter, no matter how good it was, the murderous intent in his eyes was still there, because it came from the heart, so there was nothing to hide.

Qian Yi killed so many demons and people, and he was killed too many times, even if Tianhong Dao didn't react, he could detect it with his intuition.

The official's killing machine was obvious, he was not a master, and Qian Yi didn't even bother to look at him, but - why? Why did he want to kill himself?

Chiya walked into the second alley.

The street was nothing unusual compared to other places, with people coming and going, pedestrians going their own business, and vendors busy selling and soliciting business, vying to call a day for work early.

Chiya stood at the corner of the street and watched quietly for a moment, and then he stepped forward.

At this moment, in an alley in the alley, a stumbling figure rushed out, holding his bright red chest, his eyes that were about to roll and trying to make out the direction from the blood flowing from his forehead, and then, he saw Qianyi.

There were some surprises, no surprises, and a sigh of relief.

The man pointed out a direction towards Qianyi, coughed up blood and said, "Save that female ......"

He could no longer say the next words, because the originally peaceful long street suddenly shot out six silver lights, respectively from the scholar's fan, the farmer's hoe, the porter's pole, the shrew's handkerchief, the child's candy man, and the old man's crutch.

The moment the six silver rays appeared, they had sealed all the directions that Qian Yi could escape, and at the same time stabbed at Qian Ye with lightning speed.

One of the silver rays burst through the man's chest, and the red flower bloomed between him and Qianyi, staining everything red, like blood than the remnant sun.

......

Meanwhile, somewhere in the dark dungeon of South City Street.

Yinzhen Wu took his red clay teapot, sat on the Taishi chair, took a leisurely sip, and then fell on the man in front of him.

The dungeon, which only had two oil lamps, was a little dark, and the man had a beard, so it was difficult to see the latter's expression.

However, Yinzhen Wu didn't care, this man who was full of arrogance a day ago and didn't put himself in his eyes, life and death were in his own thoughts at this time, no matter what the latter's expression was, he was very excited.

Getting up and walking to the man, Yinzhen Wu proudly stretched out his feet and lifted the man's chin: "Lift your head." ”

The man was silent, and the silver needle Wu naturally didn't move, and his feet seemed to be on a hard rock.

Yinzhen Wu glanced at the man coldly, turned around and picked up the boiling water on the table for making tea, and fell down according to the deep wound on the man's body.

"Shhh

A smell of boiled flesh rose, and the man who was trapped trembled violently, but that was all there was, the man didn't even say a word, as if boiling water had not been poured on him.

Yinzhen Wu did not lose interest, but smiled even more happily, and his sour voice was like a stinking sauerkraut crowding: "Okay! Sure enough, you are a man! You have courage! In the future, if you say that you are not qualified to sit in the position of the fourth hall master of the Tiger Gang, I, Yinzhen Wu, will be the first to turn against him!"

There was silence in the dungeon, and no one should talk to Silver Needle Wu.

Yinzhen Wu shook his head: "But I can't figure it out, why is such an iron-clad tough guy, but his brain is filled with tofu scum, obviously there is a broad road not to go, but he wants to go to the sword mountain and the sea of fire, and he ended up like this, who can blame him?"

"Tell me, I gave you the silver at the beginning, let you kill someone easily, and then make a name, you just didn't do the thing of killing two birds with one stone, and sent a little deflated three to humiliate me, what kind of principles do you have to talk to me? fuck you bastards still talk to Lao Tzu about principles?! Fuck you!"

A sip of tea sprayed on the man's face, and the silver needle Wu rolled up his sleeves to calm down: "Okay, grandpa, I have nothing to do, so I might as well listen to your principle of this bastard, well said, maybe your brother will die one less, and you can live a little longer, how about it?"

The man remained silent, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Silver Needle Wu sneered, hooked his fingers, and whispered a few words to a strong man behind him, the strong man turned around and walked to the cell next to him, and after a while, only a scream was heard, and a bloody human head was thrown in front of the man.

The man's tiger body shook, and the muscles on his body bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they were filled with anger!

At this moment, another scream came, and the second human head was thrown over, and the man hurriedly shouted: "Stop!"

The silver needle Wu ignored it, drank tea slowly, and after a while, the third, fourth, and fifth heads rolled in front of the man one after another.

Seeing that the brothers who had traveled with him were only left with their heads rolling on the ground, and he could not do anything about it, the man went from anger to sadness, to laughter, to tears, and then to calm.

Yinzhen Wu looked down at the man with red eyes, a huge pleasure rose in his heart, and his intuition was completely sparse, and he was refreshed: "Look! Look! I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place, you just had to talk earlier, you had to kill so many people to speak, originally they didn't have to die, but because of your stubbornness, your ignorance, and your ridiculous persistence, they gave away their lives in vain." Oh, what's the problem?"

The man's eyes were full of tears, he looked at Yinzhen Wu, did not answer, and asked rhetorically:

"You really want to know?"

Then moved his lips, Silver Needle Wu didn't hear clearly, and involuntarily took a step forward, at this time, the man suddenly broke free from the rope at the speed of a cheetah pounce, bit on Silver Needle Wu's ear, shook his head, and Silver Needle Wu suddenly let out a miserable howl like killing a pig, and the blood in his right ear flowed, and it was scarlet!

The man chewed on the ear with all his might, and laughed:

"Principles are for people, and you brute deserve to listen to them?!"