The night wind blew the stars in the sky, and a special black car drove out of Guanlong Mountain, but was about to stop as it passed the last guard box.

Li Siming, who was sitting in the back row, looked as usual, and the middle-aged woman in the cheongsam smiled slightly, not seeming surprised.

"It seems that someone doesn't want you to go too easily."

Li Siming didn't speak, just pulled the car door and got out of the car.

Two bright LED headlights shone on a man dressed in black, his figure was not burly, it could even be said to be weak, his sideburns were gray, he was not too young, and a long flat knife hung from his waist, and a black cloth was wrapped around the hilt.

When the man raised his head, he found that one eye was gray, and the other eyeball was staring at Li Siming in front of him, dripping and turning.

As Li Siming approached, the man's hand was already pressed on the hilt, as if it would be cold and flickering in the next second.

When the man spoke, he could hear that his voice was a little hoarse, as if he deliberately lowered his voice to speak, and those who didn't know would think that this guy who had been shouting for three days and three nights was drunk.

"You said you wouldn't come back."

Li Siming said "um".

"But, you're in default." The one eye shone with a fierce light, while the other was still gray.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'll go." Li Siming said with his hands behind his back.

"You ......" the one-eyed man was suddenly stunned.

He felt that Li Siming should admit it, and change it when he knew his mistakes, and he was already scared by himself.

But no matter how much I thought about it, I felt that something was wrong, so I was relieved.

"Fart! You're done, of course you're leaving! At the beginning, you said that you couldn't come back, but now you come and go, what do you think of what you once said? The man growled.

There seems to be a lot of anger.

Li Siming frowned, as if in deep thought.

After a while.

He raised his head, looked at the one-eyed man in front of him, and said in a tentative tone, "When ...... Fart? ”

The one-eyed man took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions.

At the moment of the war, excessive anger will not play a role, but will affect oneself to draw a knife, and it is not a street gangster, relying on anger to gain some advantages.

For true masters, anger only has a side effect, and when you lose your mind, you lose half of it.

"Since you're here, don't go!"

After saying this, the man stepped a little, and his body rushed towards Li Siming.

In the process, his hand has been pressed on the handle of the knife, and the silver light is particularly dazzling under the illumination of the headlights, but the knife has just been pulled halfway, Li Siming pressed one hand on the opponent's wrist, and smashed half of the knife into the scabbard again.

"The stars are good tonight, I don't want to fight." Li Siming looked at his one eye and said softly.

The man shouted angrily, his eyes shining with a fierce light.

"If you don't fight, you won't fight?"

He didn't like Li Siming's tone very much, he felt that he was despised, obviously he came with anger, and he was determined to leave Li Siming behind, and the other party's sentence "I don't want to fight" made him look like a mentally retarded.

Who can bear it?

So he drew his sword again, and the blade rubbed against the scabbard with the sound of metallic sliding,

Li Siming's brows furrowed, and his two fingers clamped the thin blade, pulling a wisp of qi.

With a "bell", the blade was sent back again.

Immediately, he reached out and grabbed the one-eyed man's wrist, pulled him to him, and moved his elbow lightly, smashing it into the other's chest.

The man let out a muffled snort, endured the pain in his chest, staggered a few steps, but also seized the opportunity, holding the knife with one hand, but when he turned his face, Li Siming had already arrived in front of him, fell with one foot, and stepped on the handle of the knife.

And with the help of stepping on the scabbard, Li Siming put one hand behind his back, his robe agitated, his body jumped up, and his legs and knees were pressed against the chest of the one-eyed man, the latter's face turned pale, his body couldn't help retreating, and bursts of dust rolled up under his feet.

The corners of his mouth were already overflowing with blood, and this time, Li Siming stood in the distance and did not move, and he did not draw the knife again.

Seeing Li Siming return to the car, he was silent, moved his steps to the side, the red taillights got farther and farther away, and finally disappeared into the darkness, there was still silence around him, and the insects that were free and did not dare to be silent would hiss in summer.

His hand trembled slightly, and he slowly rested it on the hilt of the knife, and glanced down at it, the corners of his mouth grinning bitterly.

In the car.

Li Siming shook the robe on his body, and his face was as usual.

The battle that had taken place before was as if it hadn't happened.

The cheongsam woman chuckled: "It is said that Qi Changguang has superb swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship can be ranked among the top three in the Great Xia Kingdom, but in front of you, he doesn't even have a chance to draw a sword, so it can be seen that this person's name is exaggerated." ”

Li Siming shook his head slightly, not agreeing with such a statement.

"Qi Changguang is raising knives."

"Raising knives?"

"I have raised the knife for twenty years, if that knife comes out, I am not an opponent, the entire Great Xia Kingdom is full of martial artists, and there are very few who can catch that knife, even if you really catch it, you will definitely pay a lot of price."

Cheongsam woman Wan'er: "Then you dare to get out of the car?" Unafraid? ”

"Don't be afraid." Li Siming's eyes were deep, "The knife he has raised for twenty years will not slash at the human race, otherwise it would be a pity." ”

The cheongsam woman put away the smile on her face and became serious.

"It's respectable."

"Hmm." Li Siming responded, turned his face away, and stopped talking.

……

Star City has been calm in the past few days, because of the effect of the formation, so that few people know what happened in the villa area that night and last night.

And Fang Yu's parents, or the biggest victims, just went on a business trip for one night, and when they came home, they were all gone, and even their only son was half-dead, and they didn't even have the authority to visit.

Except for the Demon Removal Department, which was smashed to pieces by a ruthless woman, there didn't seem to be any splash.

It is worth mentioning that the captain of the Demon Eradication Department, as a B-level master, has not dared to sleep all night these days, as long as he falls into a coma, he wakes up every half an hour, and when he wakes up, he must be sweating profusely.

The horror of the dreamer is reflected here, it is impossible to prevent it, as long as you close your eyes and sleep, you will fall into the dream state woven by the dreamer, and any kind of strange light can happen. For example, I dreamed that I was naked on the street and was chased by a group of strong men.

And the pain from the chrysanthemum after waking up is the most terrifying.

For this reason, the captain of the Demon Eradication Department has reacted to the above no less than ten times, just begging that someone can stand up and say a fair word and take care of Tang Keqing's crazy woman.