The people of several major families were very worried in their hearts, afraid that the group of jungle guilders would leave because of the disaster of living corpses. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After all, they are businessmen after all.

Just when their minds were full of thoughts, they saw those few Gu houses crashing straight into the group of living corpses, and several figures shot out of the Gu houses, like sharp knives, splitting a large area of living corpses into two pieces!

A wide road was suddenly cleared and led straight to Shizhuang!

The people in Shizhuang showed joy one after another, only those Gu disciples were shocked in their hearts, and there was a faint trace of uneasiness!

Being able to remove a large number of living corpses at one time, the strength of this team's merchants is completely beyond their expectations!

The girl in red and the old man in the robe glanced at each other, and they both felt the uneasiness in each other's hearts.

They were about to speak, but a sword flashed away!

Poof!

Two bloody arrows shot into the air, sending the two heads high!

"Stop-"

At this time, the voice of the robed old man sounded, but it had completely lost its meaning!

A man stood with his sword crossed.

The knife is red.

That's the color of blood!

The two most powerful Gu disciples in Shizhuang were under this sword, and they turned into revenants in an instant!

Those life-saving Gu techniques that made them proud were of no use under this person's sword!

The faces of a large number of Shizhuang warriors were filled with astonishment and doubt.

It dawned on them that perhaps these people were not jungle traders in the truest sense of the word, but jungle raiders!

A warrior tried to escape, but before he could take a few steps, his body fell to the ground, the blood flowing out was black, and his head was bulging into a big bun, in which sword-shaped insects came out, turning into streamers and sinking into the ground.

Another warrior who was about to move fell to the ground.

The sword-shaped bugs seem to be able to detect their inner thoughts, and anyone who tries to move will suffer a fatal blow.

The man with the sword stood indifferently, his eyes always looked at the Gu house, and as the Gu house approached, a trace of awe gradually appeared in his eyes!

Like a master who greeted them!

The Gu House slowly drove into the stone village.

The living corpses poured over again, but they were blocked by the two people who jumped out of the Gu house.

One was holding a cigarette stick, and the other was bare-handed.

But these two people can make a large number of living corpses unable to move forward!

"Shizhuang... Who has the final say?" said from a Gu house at the front.

Everyone looked at the remaining Gu disciples of several major families.

They had to bite the bullet and stand up.

"You have what you say?"

"Naturally not! Now Shizhuang is no longer under our control!" said a Gu disciple quickly.

"Why?"

"Because... there are many Gu disciples of unknown origin here, and there are even Gu masters!"

"Really, where are they?" the man in the Gu House continued.

"We don't know, their whereabouts are not in our sight at all! You also know that some Gu magic can cut off the sight of mortals!"

"That's a good reason, but I don't like to hear it! Do you know what to do?" said the Gu house.

"Yes, yes!"

The remaining Gu disciples of several major families nodded one after another.

A mouth in front of the Gu house opened slightly, and a streamer shot out of it, landing in front of those Gu disciples, and it was a contract scroll!

"Sign it!"

The faces of several Gu disciples suddenly turned pale, but they finally dripped blood onto the unfolded contract scroll・・・・・・

Soon, the Gu House slowly drove along the middle avenue towards the interior of the stone village.

・・・・・・

"Boss, bring me a glass of wine!" cried the little girl as she entered the inn.

The crisp voice looks quite old-fashioned.

The sky was bright.

But the night did not end.

The woman who ran out in such a period of time either killed or was killed!

The rest, can only be described as lucky!

And the little girl undoubtedly belongs to the latter!

For such a person, the old man will not be stingy with a bottle of wine.

Although, little girls are not supposed to drink at their age!

The old man got up from the chaise longue, grabbed a bottle of wine and walked over.

The little girl's eyes suddenly rolled, as if premeditated, and grabbed the hair that was scattered in front of his forehead, trying to lift it to see, but what puzzled her was that the old man did not make any movement, but her hand inexplicably retreated, and only almost caught the old man's hair.

It's not much, but it feels like you'll never touch it.

"Your wine!"

The old man didn't seem to see the little girl's movements, and said hoarsely.

"Hmph, pretend to be mysterious!"

The little girl muttered, grabbed the bottle in a huff, and poured it into her mouth as if she were drinking water.

"Ahem!"|

She was directly choked, and her smile was flushed.

"I thought you had some special ingredients added here, but it still tastes like that! it doesn't taste good at all!" cried the girl.

The old man had returned to his chair, shaking, as if listening.

"What are you listening to?" the little girl stepped forward.

"Listen to something forgotten!" said the old man.

The little girl was even angrier.

Always likes to say something inexplicable.

She turned around hatefully, but after a moment she couldn't help but turn around and say, "Can you answer me a question?"

The old man did not speak.

She suddenly screamed, trying to interrupt the old man's thoughts.

But apparently, she did so in vain.

The old man remained as he was.

Like a piece of rotten wood!

Yes, it's rotten wood!

The little girl found it a little boring. She said secretly: One day, she will dig out all the secrets on him!

She turned away.

The old man's voice suddenly came late, "What do you want to know?"

The little girl felt her head swell up violently, and a wave of anger in her heart wanted to gush out, but she didn't know where to vent.

She simply sat down in front of the old man and said angrily, "Are you a drunkard?"

The old man was silent.

Just like before.

The little girl felt like she was going crazy.

She suddenly wondered if it was a big mistake for her to come to the old man.

She got up and wanted to leave.

He hadn't gone far before the old man's voice sounded again.

"Sort of!"

As if there was magic, the little girl's steps were retracted.

But her heart was broken.

Perhaps, this old man is like this, the reflex nerve is super big!

The little girl guessed.

However, the old man's answer did not satisfy her.

"What do you mean?

The old man replied quickly this time, "Then what do you think I am?"

He didn't say who he was, whether he was a drunkard or not, but what was it?

It can be a human, it can be an alcoholic, it can be anything else!

The little girl said angrily: "You're just a ghost! Not a ghost at all!

After saying this, the little girl actually regretted it a little.

The old man was silent for a long time.

All of a sudden, there seemed to be a dead silence all of a sudden.

Only the whining of the wind and snow outside the house was telling something, which made her heart gradually entangle.

Could he really be a ghost?

A cold wind struck.

It's cold and biting!

But the little girl found herself lying in the arms of the old man!

His arms are actually warm!

The little girl's first impression was so absurd and wonderful!

She didn't notice that a moment ago, a knife light swept past where she had stood, more ruthless than the wind, colder than snow!

A shadow stood in the darkness, only the knife was in the darkness, like the growing snow outside the house, cold and piercing!