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"Good. Fu Qianshan slapped Beidou on the shoulder.

"It's funny, can't you see that this friend of yours wants you to fight me first, and then when I'm tired and injured, he will come on the field, step on your corpse and compete with me. You didn't know that you were sold, it's really pitiful!"

Beidou took a step forward and said flatly: "You will lose." ”

"I'll keep my eyes peeled and see how you made me lose. The soldier smiled.

The soldier is a veteran, so he thinks far more than others.

For example, the ghost general who came to supervise the battle today is not his boss, the one who rarely shows up and rarely participates in regular tasks, and he is extremely trusted by the one at the top of the pyramid of their faction. It is rumored that the ghost will carry out all classified missions, not dangerous and difficult tasks, the darkest and most vicious missions.

But this duel should have been supervised by his direct superior, so why would it be the ghost who would supervise the battle?

That person named Fu Qianshan, with secret skills, must have come from an imperial family, as for which one, he didn't know.

Who set the order of the duel, and why was Fu Qianshan the last to play?

This battle is very difficult, the difficulty is to win beautiful, beautiful enough! Let the one who oversees the battle see his potential! Thinking of this, he can't help but look at his broken arm, and what he feels is not regret, but a deep fear, the fear of falling into the endless abyss and being abandoned. If you lose, you will die, even if you win the first game, if the second game starts normally, as long as the ghost general doesn't want Fu Qianshan to die, it will only be you who will die. What a hard choice!

Beidou wiped away a drop of sweat from his face to his chin, because of several not light wounds on his body, he walked very hard this way.

Only Beidou and the soldiers were left in the field, and the rest of the people retreated to fifty meters away.

The soldiers noticed that Beidou's eyes were flat and waveless, like a lake of autumn water.

Every move of the soldiers, even the slight trembling of their fingers, is clearly reflected in the autumn water of this lake, and Beidou is not deliberately observing, but can see it clearly.

The heart is like stopping water, and it is always clear.

The soldier is angry, so angry that his fingers tremble, why can't he be a little tougher and show his killing intent more vividly? Are you already desperate? Have you given up? You stand like this, like fish on a chopping board, how can I do it? How can I show my potential more clearly?

The soldier glanced at the ghost general in the distance, and when he looked at Beidou again, his eyes were full of resentment, he ran, and secretly said in his heart, this knife must be killed cleanly!

Beidou also ran. Both of them are running with all their might, and the speed is only in the middle of the game!

The eyes of the people in the field fell on Beidou, and none of them were still looking at the soldiers.

This person, can run so fast? A teenager who hasn't cultivated the Force, teenager!

The soldier's heart is floating, this knife came out early.

In fact, it was not early, because this knife had a great effect! The tip of the knife had not yet touched Beidou, and when it was twenty centimeters away, Beidou's heart was five centimeters to the left, and a wound fifteen centimeters long was opened, and the blood burst out, jumping straight up, half a person high, like a fountain.

This is the Force, which hurts people in the air!

The entity of the knife in the soldier's hand only rubbed over the flesh and skin of Beidou, and Beidou leaned down, coupled with the already low height, the entity of the soldier's knife only slashed over Beidou's ear, leaving a drop of blood, which did not cause fatal damage to Beidou.

Beidou also came out of the knife, and his knife came out late.

Both of them held knives in their right hands, and the two passed by from their respective right sides.

crossed each other and pulled away more than ten meters.

The soldier's only remaining hand, severed from his arm, was bleeding profusely, but he was not dead.

Beidou covered his wounds, walked to the soldiers step by step, and condescended with the attitude of a winner!

"I actually ....." The soldier said indignantly.

Beidou is not interested in listening to him, it is a knife!

It's like something is being created in the body and something is being lost.

Beidou, laugh out loud, in a voice that only you can hear, hahahaha.

This scene is dancing at the tip of a knife, and a split second of decision will determine life and death.

Does this feel good?

At least, at this moment, Beidou is enjoying this feeling, passing by death, like a stud, his heart is pounding, and he is so happy to win.

In addition to Fu Qianshan, the ghost generals who supervised the battle, and the two guards who guarded them, began to leave. Before the ghost will leave, he walked in front of Beidou, his fingertips seemed to be constantly revealed, Beidou's wound hissed, and wisps of white smoke rose up.

The wound was sealed by the Force, which stopped the bleeding but did not heal.

When he saw Fu Qianshan, Beidou greeted him very calmly, and he had proved himself with his actions.

Fu Qianshan hung Beidou's hand on his shoulder, and was about to carry him like this, Beidou withdrew his hand and shook his head.

Beidou looked at the blood on the knife, and suddenly felt that it looked good, he clamped the blade with two fingers, squeezed the blood to the tip of the knife, and then raised it, put it to his mouth, and rolled it in with his tongue, of course the blood was not palatable, but he thought it was very interesting.

Alone, murderous, bloodthirsty, Beidou is going farther and farther on this road.

The two walked in the direction of the inn, and Fu Qianshan said calmly: "The matter started because of me, I was besieged by those six people, and it was you who made a decision about this matter, so I owe you a favor." ”

Beidou glanced at him lightly, Beidou felt tired even to open his mouth now, how could he have the heart to care so much, and said, "Really, then you have to live well." ”

Fu Qianshan tore off the nameplate on his chest, which had his name on it, and said, "My family is in Hanbei Province, come to Hanbei to find me if you have anything in the future." ”

"A province is so big, where can I find you?"

"You can do it anywhere, Hanbei is my home, if you enter Hanbei, you will enter my house, are you afraid that you won't find me?"

Beidou took the nameplate, and in the gold and silver frame was a painting, splashing ink-like clouds and mist, and the mountains were stacked in the fog, and there was a straight lonely peak.

At the leading temple, its owner's face was gloomy, as if stained with a layer of frost, and he asked, "The people of Yangguan Dao are all dead?"

"Yes, sir. ”

"The people in Yangguan Road are all good players sent by me, and they are really ruthless!" He smashed the two fitness balls, one white and one black, in his hand!

"Your Excellency. ”

The usher waved his hand, "You go down." ”

"Yes. ”

When the subordinate walked away, the owner of the temple made himself a pot of tea, spit out a long breath, and said to himself: "Hmph, the days of calm and calm have been too long, it's time to stir up this pool of water." ”

"Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using soldiers for a while, the sword is to be bright, and the order of sword moves needs to be considered in the long run. The scribe's voice came from behind the screen.

"Sir, please advise. ”

Beidou was lying on the bed, it was rare to lie down and enjoy it, his face was full of sweet smiles, and he was about to fall asleep, because it was really comfortable, from childhood to adulthood, it was difficult to have such a comfortable time.

Fu Qianshan dressed Beidou with medicine, fed water, fed food, relaxed the nerves in his legs and arms, and everything he could serve was served.

"I haven't washed my feet for a long time, you look at me like this, you can't go to the shower, see if you can ......."

Fu Qianshan had a black line on his face, and asked, "Should I also serve you to and pee?"

Beidou smiled a little shyly and a little proudly, and replied, "No, no." ”

Fu Qianshan put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, there was still a lot of rough work, and when he was done, he finally hurriedly took two mouthfuls of food.

"Hmm, what are these five bags?" Fu Qianshan opened it, the contents were stained with sticky blood, or mixed with some dirt, he felt disgusting when he touched it, and the most disgusting thing was the things themselves, which were internal organs, and I don't know what the internal organs of the fierce beast were.

Fu Qianshan's face, which had been working sadly, had a touch of anger, and asked, "What are you bringing these things back for?" He looked up, and only halfway through his words, did he find that Beidou had fallen asleep.

He went to wash his hands, and then it occurred to him that there were also such things sold in the bazaar, and there were very few such shops, so he hurried by, and only stopped for a moment, firstly because he did not need such things, and secondly because of the price, which he could not afford now.

So, he suddenly smiled, glanced at Beidou on the bed, and his heart was full of praise.

Fu Qianshan lifted a cloth from the most unpretentious corner, which was a small bottle of soju. He smiled so hard that even the flesh on his cheeks squeezed his eyes out.

The so-called out of sight is pure, and he put this small bottle of soju here, which is also a last resort. He poured himself a drink, which was only the size of a fist, and in the blink of an eye it was two-thirds gone, and his face showed a touch of embarrassment, as if he was making a big choice, and he drank a shallow glass, sealed the wine, and went to bed satisfied.

Even during the day, there is only a ray of sunlight in this village, so darkness is the permanent base color, and people work and rest day and night.

This ray of sunlight is a very symbolic thing in the village, and when it disappears, it is night. Just like it is now.

Fu Qianshan and Beidou both woke up, Beidou was injured, of course, this task fell on Fu Qianshan, and he invited the old man he met in the cafeteria.

The old man looked at the contents of the five bags and said very casually, "The things are good." ”

"Of course. ”

"I'm glad you didn't go to the market to find a buyer, but to me. The old man said slowly, his tone was very slow, very steady, not in a hurry at all, this is the city government, he continued to say leisurely: "There are many things you don't know, for example, when you appear in the market with the face of a newcomer, whether you buy or sell, you will be extremely severely oppressed, they are very dark, especially for newcomers like you. He paused and continued: "For example, you will be very dangerous, because you will have a lot of money, enough money to make some people's hearts move, and it is never uncommon to kill people and sell goods, even if it is in this inn. So it's not just me who is happy, but you as well. The old man smiled well.

"How much do you give?"

When the old man saw the small bottle of soju on the table, he reached out to take it, and Fu Qianshan pressed the soju on the table at once, and his eyes widened angrily. The old man glanced at him, so he had to take the teapot on one side, take a sip of tea, and then said, "Thirty percent of the market price." ”

"Sancheng, are you crazy about money?"

"Don't say that, young man. At this price, you can sell it for a maximum of one or two percent when you go to the market. I can save you some trouble, maybe fatal trouble! Don't you think it's a good deal? If you don't believe me, you can go to the bazaar and ask. ”

Fu Qianshan still went to the market, and after he left, the old man asked Beidou: "Are these what you harvested?"

"Yes. ”。

"Five bags, this can't be explained by luck, right?" the old man's words were meaningful.

"It was really a fluke. ”

"Have you heard? The people in Yangguan Road are all dead, and none of them have escaped. The people stationed there are all good hands. ”

"How did they die?" As soon as Beidou's words came out, his heartbeat accelerated.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]