The people who were blown by the cold wind were haggard, and the thin little lady wearing in the attic became more and more pitiful, so more and more people sank into the gentle township, but at this time, Ye Shuo was not interested at all, Tang Sandao didn't know whether he was frightened or gave up this trip to the Qinglou in his heart, and he was immersed in eating, adhering to the stomach of the people of the Southern Wilderness, I don't know how the thin body can hold so much food. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Night Shuo walked in the attic, listening to the young girl downstairs raise her slender fingers to play, the sound of the piano is like a murmuring stream, falling in the mountains, splashing a little splash, and like an ethereal valley, the abrupt birds chirp in unison, a song of the piano stops, ushering in the full applause.

Not far away, the old man with a big beard, drinking the wine bottle picked up by the young girl, his face was full of red light, the eyes that seemed to have experienced decades of wind and rain revealed the wind and frost in the world, and he opened his mouth to say that he was away from the Yangjiang Lake, making the audience enthusiastic and boiling, as if he was incarnated as a long sword in his hand on a snowy night, and the sword thirteen that he could not open on the shore of Daming Lake, killing the demon without leaving a piece of armor. Then put down some bold ambitions, to kick the demon's head as a ball, leading the beauty next to him to be coquettish, charming with the heaviness of the chest to tempt.

Sword Thirteen is a disciple of the Sword Pavilion sixteen years ago, when the demon entered, he stood alone on the shore of Daming Lake with a sword, facing the attacks of dozens of demon domain powerhouses, and failed to let the demon cross the thunder pool half a step, it is conceivable how powerful Sword Thirteen is, which is also the reason why the Sword Pavilion is famous all over the world.

Of course, Ye Shuo is very contemptuous of those hot-blooded people, not to mention the kind of person who is Sword Thirteen, just this kind of stunned green who has never seen a demon, if he really wants to see the demon with green eyes full of light, he will probably be scared immediately.

Disdain to disdain, Ye Shuo really didn't have the leisure to argue about anything, occasionally hugged the delicate waist of the woman in the past, stuffed the silver ticket between the two weak peaks through the mink leather coat, and then looked at the heavy chest and smiled slightly: "Sister has these more taels of meat on her chest, don't be tired when walking." attracted shy eyes, so I enjoyed it.

Tang Sandao looked enviously at Ye Shuo who was like a fish in water, but he could only sit dry, this young man from the Southern Wilderness exposed his shyness for the first time, and the girl who occasionally walked by looked at the delicate face and overwhelmed expression, couldn't help touching her face, and said with a smile: "Sister, if you were so beautiful, you would have made the top brand a long time ago." This made Tang Sandao feel more and more shy.

You see, everyone touches others, but when they come to themselves, they become the ones who are touched, and they are very angry. So he drank to himself.

At this moment, the door of the drunken flower building opened abruptly with a violent roar, the cold wind mixed with the smell of gunfire of the New Year firecrackers, like a ready wind and snow, swept into the drunken flower building, the tables and chairs were blown up by the sudden wind, the crowd seemed inexplicably restless and non-stop cursing, the nearest group of people by the door were cursing and wiping their faces with their cuffs, because the sudden wind was still carrying raindrops, and the face was very stinging, but after wiping his face, he instantly stiffened in the field, because his cuffs were blood-red, and the wind blew in not raindrops, but drops of hot blood, so hot that he trembled in his heart, so hot that he shivered, and so, piercing screams came one after another.

As the door opened, a headless corpse slowly fell from the almost smashed doorway, blood flowing down the threshold, turning into a shallow pool of blood, reflecting the frightened faces downstairs, becoming more and more hideous.

The old bustard's wrinkled old face full of powder, Tie Qing, who was frightened by the sudden corpse, drilled back vigorously, the crowd screamed, like the mountain birds in the forest dispersed, I don't know who opened the head, desperately swarming towards the back door, people have only one thought in their hearts, that is, to escape quickly, the tables and chairs were lifted away, the wine worth thousands of gold was spilled at will, the affectionate veins on weekdays, false to the point of breaking when touched, where to care that they stepped on their feet are the women who usually love each other, only hate their parents for not having two more legs, this is human nature。

The woman's eyes were already desperate, looking at the man who had just returned you and me, without hesitation, she stepped over her head and stepped on her body, the woman knew that sooner or later she would be overwhelmed by this frightened crowd, the drama was thin, as thin as a life, the Qinglou woman was not an identity on the stage, if she won the favor of the big man and redeemed herself to marry home, she couldn't escape the fate of being bullied, her life was as thin as paper, and she was talking about these lovely people like Qingping.

With a little expectation of raising the hand, but disappointed falling, just at the moment when it was about to hang down, but was held firmly and forcefully by the other hand, the woman who had already been desperate seemed to see hope, desperately clenched, tight a little wet, moist from the firm hand, firm as if the hot blood in the hand was solidified, it was a bloody hand, stained with blood, as if from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, but there was no bloody breath, some were just calm.

At this time, the people in the field had already fled, and the woman was able to see clearly that the person who saved herself was a young man of about twenty, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling all the time, which seemed to be extremely evil, but it made people feel like the illusion of a spring breeze, but the young man's white clothes were stained with blood, as if he had swam in a pool of blood, and the blood had a pungent fishy smell, which made the young man frown, and also made the night shimmer upstairs frown.

The grandfather and grandson who told the story and played the piano had long been frightened and weak, but they were on the high platform, so as not to be trampled under the feet of the hurried crowd, otherwise the old man's body and bones would have been dying with the wind blowing.

The young man let go of the woman's hand and motioned for her to leave quickly, but the woman could only look at the bloodied man who had saved her life with gratitude and heartache, and walked towards the back door with her feet bumpy.

The smile on his face didn't seem to disappear because of anything, he picked up a jug of wine that had been poured on the ground, raised his head and drank it, and then couldn't stop bending over and coughing, blood stained the corners of his mouth, dyeing a wisp of white cloth in front of him, but there was a faint laughter.

The headless corpses, the blood-stained white clothes, and the chuckle all looked evil and weird.

The young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes was evil, leaning on the table weakly, as if he had completely relaxed his vigilance, but the corners of his mouth with an evil smile all the time made people unable to have the slightest idea of wanting to get closer.

"Trouble play a song to help the fun. ”

The voice is low, even a little hoarse, but it reveals a relaxed comfort.

The young girl glanced at her grandfather, and her slightly trembling little hand held the piano in her hand, and slowly, the sound of the piano rose melodiously, but it revealed indescribable gloom and pathos.

At this time, the young man was able to look up at Ye Shuo and Tang Sandao, who had been standing upstairs.

The slightly squinted eyes were always staring at Ye Shuo, and he opened his mouth and smiled, "Why don't you leave?"

Nightshimmer shook her head and said, "I smell something unusual. ”

The young man was stunned, as if he had lost too much blood and was weak, and his body on the table and chair looked more and more lazy.

"I'd like to ask you a favor. ”

"What's the busy?"

"Help me kill. ”

The words were cold, with a strong killing intent, but they were so like a spring breeze.