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The shadow does not only stay in the sky, but also hides behind people's smiling faces, the gap between shoulders, the distance between people, and then stretches endlessly.

Long Night Street was shrouded in a shadow at this time, as if in an instant, the original noisy crowd became silent, or even disappeared, Long Night Street completely fell into endless darkness, only the cold north wind whistled by, blowing up the bamboo baskets and curtains of the street, rolling on the endless road, the bell in front of the door rang suddenly, in this quiet night, became extremely harsh.

The sound of the bell made people extremely irritable, even angry, so Ye Shuo frowned, and said to the young man downstairs very indignantly: "If you want to kill someone, you can kill it, why are you lying on a chair!"

The two of them who enjoyed it safely were disturbed by this sudden bloodshed, Tang Sandao was a simple person, but he knew when to speak and when not to speak, so he didn't bother Ye Shuo to talk to the young man who appeared inexplicably, and even so much so that his eyes were staring at the headless corpse from the beginning, always wanting to see something, so his brows were always furrowed.

The young man lay lazily, still smiling at the corners of his extraordinarily thin mouth, and stretched out his finger to point at himself, with a hint of mockery.

"If I could, I wouldn't be like this. ”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ye Shuo to say more, the young man's sharp eyes stared closely at the grandfather and grandson who were talking about the qin in the stand, and said in a cold voice: "You should be able to see that I am a person with a cold temperament, otherwise I can't be covered in blood, the people who want to kill me will arrive soon, they are even more inhuman than me, this grandfather and grandson are estimated to die in front of me." ”

After speaking, he turned to look at Ye Shuo, his slightly raised face and smiling eyes were as gentle as spring light, but with a hint of coldness.

"You say, after the death of the grandfather and grandson, will you die first or I will die first. ”

Nightshimmer's eyes remained unchanged and said, "You're so sure I'll save that grandfather and grandson." ”

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly with a piercing tearing sound, the strings were broken, and the old man who had already entered the soil with half a foot looked at the two people talking upstairs and downstairs in a daze, the young girl trembled, her voice was already crying, but she was stopped by the old man's scream, more than ten years of wind and rain made the wrinkled face not change at all, as if it was not shaken by the two young people in the field who decided their life and death with one or two words, just touched the two beards fiercely, and there was only calm and vicissitudes in their eyes.

"The strings are broken, and I can't play the music, if I want to listen to the story, the old man can rely on the old man to tell it. ”

The lazy young man became more and more paralyzed, as if his bones had become soft, his eyes were soft, and he looked at the old storyteller and laughed softly: "It is said that storytellers tell the best stories about what they have seen with their own eyes, and if you can tell today's story in the future, then I don't mind listening to it." ”

The old man's old fingers were clenched, his originally calm face became nervous, he glanced at the lazy man seriously, and then looked down slightly at his granddaughter who was crying and wearing makeup, but was still holding back without making a sound, and said with a little trembling: "Thank you." ”

Nightshimmer stared down at the young man who was slumped in the seat, his fingers couldn't stop tapping on the railing of the attic, and said a little boredly, "Are you so sure I'll help you?"

The young man with sword eyebrows finally moved, as if he wanted to find a more comfortable position, and then tilted his head arrogantly.

"There are many places with wind and sand in this river and lake, there are in the Western Regions, and there are also in the Southern Wilderness, but they are not as bloody as the wind and sand in our Liyang, my nose is very powerful, you can't hide it. ”

Nightshimmer laughed, "Isn't there enough blood here?"

It was rare for the young man to get serious, his fingers lazily touched a trace of blood under his feet, and said coldly: "For Liyang, the less this kind of blood, the better." ”

At this moment, Tang Sandao suddenly looked shocked, stretched out his hand and pointed downstairs and exclaimed in a low voice, "He is not human. ”

Of course, it is a scolding word, if this sentence is heard by the irritable Liyang people, he may not hesitate to grin and move his hands, but Tang Sandao does not have the slightest meaning of scolding, the simple boy of the Southern Wilderness is just stating a fact, so this seemingly scolding word fell a little appreciated in the eyes of the young man.

Ye Shuo looked at Tang Sandao angrily, and reprimanded in a low voice: "This person is dead, and you still scold, who is not a human being in the end." ”

Tang Sandao turned around angrily, opened his throat and shouted, "When did the demon become a human?"

Ye Shuo looked at Tang Sandao in a daze, as if he was frightened by that imposing posture, and couldn't help patting Tang Sandao's shoulder and said, "It's really a pity that you don't belong to Yang Ren." ”

His brows furrowed, staring at the headless corpse, as if asking, and asking himself.

"When did this demon run into Liyang, and even ran to the divine capital. ”

The young man spoke softly, as if telling a story.

"Sixteen years ago, Liyang fell into the most difficult period, the civil strife has not been resolved, the demons invaded on a large scale, needless to say the fierceness of the war, although the demons were repelled in the end, but a small number remained, dormant in the corner of Liyang. ”

This makes no sense, and Nightshimmer wonders.

"The demon has a demon pattern, how can it be hidden for more than ten years?"

The lazy young man grinned at the corners of his mouth, as if he was smiling, but his eyes were cold from the heart.

"Every time the demon comes to offend Liyang, he either kills or robs people, and the women who were taken away by the demon were humiliated and died, but before they died, they planted evil consequences one by one. ”

"What bad result?"

"They gave birth to children with demons. ”

The young man said this very calmly, but there was a sadness that was so thick that it could not be dissipated, so he raised his head angrily.

"What are these children? Liyang people or demons?"

The voice became more and more hoarse and even unpleasant, and the throat, deeply irritated by the drink, roared, as if questioning himself and everyone.

"These children are born without demon patterns, but they bleed the blood of demons, were raised by demons, and then did the thing of killing Liyang people. What is this? ”

After the hoarseness was exhausted, he should have gone crazy, but the young man stared at the ceiling quietly and smiled: "Maybe for these people, death is a relief. ”

The scene became silent until there was a sound of footsteps, and Nightshimmer walked down the stairs, her calm eyes like the deep streets.

"You said that you smelled the blood of the wind and sand on me, then you knew that I was a border soldier, I had killed many demons, and the blood of demons had a special smell, and when the door was opened, I smelled that disgusting smell. ”

"Since they are bleeding the blood of demons and doing the things of demons, then give them the last bit of dignity as Liyang people. ”

The corners of the young man's mouth outlined a wicked smile, and he slowly stretched out his bloody hand.

"The dark part, the three young evils. ”

Nightshimmer rarely smiled knowingly.

"Look up for a long time, look up for a long time. ”

The combination of the demon and the Liyang people is a historical tragedy, it is the cruelty of the demon and the heartache of Liyang, imitating indifference, and then entangled, between killing and not killing, Ye Shuo chose to kill, just like he himself said, all he can give is a little dignity, the dignity of death.