Qiye seems to be unhappy, but it is dozens of meters away under one step, and it takes a few steps to reach the gate of the guard.

That's what he aims.

Feeling Weilong's breath and hearing what the other party said, Qiye couldn't help but show a sneer: Want to go? No way.

The power is volleyed, the gas machine is locked, do you want to try it?

Qiye swaggered in, and the brocade guards in front of him had already drawn out their long knives, their faces were frightened, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and they kept retreating.

I want to drink it, but I don't have the guts.

What is in front of him is the God of Killing, even the Holy Maiden and the Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect have been killed, let alone them! None of the people who can stay here are stupid, just make a show.

"Qin Gongzi, you're here." Wei Long greeted him with a smile, smiling brightly, and a little low.

"I'm a wanted criminal." Nanaya also smiled, but the smile was cold.

"No, there is only Gongzi Qin today, how can there be any wanted criminals in Tongcheng, Gongzi Qin said with a smile." Wei Long's cold sweat came down.

He was originally very courageous, otherwise he would not be able to sit in a thousand households in a big city, even in the face of the three grandmasters of Tongcheng, he could talk eloquently without losing his identity.

Even if Qu Erni came, he couldn't let him bow his head too much, or even lose his dignity.

After all, he represents the face of Jinyiwei, with the majesty of the imperial court, and everyone has to give him some face, so that he will not tear his face when it is irretrievable.

But the person in front of him is different, he really doesn't care about his identity, and even if he doesn't like him, he will be killed.

Jin Yiwei?

Court?

Count it as a gross.

Especially if he dared to respond to the wanted criminal, he would not be able to say that his head would not be his own.

Jin Yiwei is just an identity, but his life is his own, and he can share it.

Be respectful, flattering, and not ashamed.

Nanaya walked to the main seat and sat down, knocking on the table.

Wei Long's head lowered even harder.

The brocade guards standing on both sides were nervous.

"Bring over the secret book of the exercises of the guard, as well as the secret methods you have mastered, write them all out to me, see if there are any missing fallacies, and also correct one or two for you." Nanaya crossed Erlang's legs, looking like he took it for granted.

"Thank you Gongzi Qin for your advice, and the contemptible people will order someone to move the exercises over and let Gongzi straighten the axe." Wei Long secretly scolded his mother, but hurriedly said, "Zhang Fang, Yang Lei, didn't you hear what Gongzi Qin commanded?" Don't hurry up yet. Xiao Liang, on the tea, on the best tea. Xiao Ming, ordered to go down and prepare the banquet. Xiaohai, quasi-prepare pen, ink, paper, inkstone. ”

He quickly commanded.

Nanaya smiled.

Wei Long also smiled.

A moment later, a stack of exercises was brought in, placed on the table, and one was picked up and read by no one for seven nights.

Wei Long took the teapot brought to him, personally poured a full cup for Qiye, and stood aside respectfully.

"You write too!" Qiye pointed to the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone that had also been sent.

Wei Long's cheek muscles were beating, but he responded respectfully, then retreated to the side, lay on the table, and began to write seriously, meticulously.

Every time he wrote a word, he felt aggrieved.

Every time I put pen to paper, I feel like I am engraved with the word "shame" on my face.

He couldn't help but want to draw his knife and fight, but in the end, reason prevailed.

In the room, there was only the sound of flipping books and the rustle of pen and ink.

It's quiet and peaceful.

Seven nights from time to time to change a book to read, but also occasionally drink a cup of tea.

The sunlight that fell into the room kept shifting its footsteps, and gradually the sky darkened, and the candles were lit, and night had fallen.

But no one spoke.

"It's ugly!" Qiye looked at the handwriting on the white paper in his hand, and couldn't help but dislike it, looked at it a little, put it down, raised his eyes and looked at Wei Long on the side, "That's all?" ”

"Qin Gongzi, that's all." Wei Long still had a smile on his face, still the same respect.

"You don't have a way to open your mind?"

"I don't have enough merit to apply."

"As long as the merit of Jinyiwei is enough, you can apply?"

"Yes. If I hadn't provoked someone I shouldn't have provoked and been sent here, I would have been able to accumulate enough merit a long time ago, and I wouldn't have stayed in the innate realm all the time. ”

"You're in trouble. Wei Long, do you know how many tricks you Jinyi Wei have mastered?"

"Qin Gongzi, I really don't know about this."

"That's it!" Qiye stood up and walked outside with his hands behind his back, "Today I wanted to kill all of you, but you are so interesting that I am embarrassed to do it." ”

As soon as Wei Long's body stiffened, a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The other brocade guards all trembled.

Obviously, they were all frightened, and they were all happy.

When Qiye was completely gone, Wei Long sat on the chair, wiped his forehead, and threw out a series of splashes, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's better to be honest and live for a long time." ”

"Yes, sir." Xiao Liang next to him was also full of fear, "I didn't expect this killing god to come to our guard, and it turned out to be the intention of destroying us, but fortunately, my lord, you saw the opportunity quickly, dealt with it skillfully, and won by outwitting, so that we were spared." ”

Wei Long couldn't help but give him an appreciative look, but he also secretly made up his mind: as long as this killing god is in the city, he will never step into the guard again, hugging the concubine during the day, and holding his wife at night, and mixing the days first.

Long Street.

Seven nights of slowly strolling, there are more people, there are endless people who buy and sell, and they also smell the fireworks in the world.

After a moment's notice, I went to a tavern, ate a few briefly, and walked out.

Sensing the qi coming from the shadows, Seven Nights went along the way.

After a while, they came to the banks of the Tai'an River.

It is also a river that runs through the city, and the banks are neatly repaired, and there is a pavilion not far away. It's a pity that at night, it looks a little blurry.

Nanaya looked at the figure in front of him and stopped.

On the opposite side stood a young man, dressed in black with long hair, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, long and extraordinary, which also gave people an extremely deep feeling.

Just standing quietly, it seems to blend into the night.

"Qin Qiye, I heard that you are looking for me." The man in black took two steps forward with one hand behind his back, his expression was indifferent, "I am Hai Wuyan, Holy Sect Holy Son, I came to invite you to join my Holy Sect tonight, Qin Qiye, do you agree?" ”

"That's how you invite people? Well, there's no point in saying that. Qiye didn't bother to play dumb riddles, his tone suddenly turned cold, murderous overflowing, and the air around him was stagnant.

"Four years ago, Tanghe County, Maple Town, you fought with Jiang Wanli and destroyed most of the town, right?" His eyes were like knives, and the knife cut straight to the heart.

Under this majesty, Hai Wuyan's color changed, and when he heard what Qiye said, he showed a little thought, and nodded: "I did have a fight with Jiang Wanli four years ago, but as for the rest, I didn't care. ”

"Haha......" Qiye couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, with a little pathos, "Because the two of you are fighting, but I don't know how many innocent people have died, but you don't care, so one doesn't care!" ”

Then he sighed again: "In the past, it was often heard that there were ants under the saints, but now it seems that there are all ants under the strong here." ”

"That's it, what's the point of saying this, you kill me, I'll kill you, after all, I'm the same thing, then there is revenge, there is revenge."

Qiye whispered a few words, like emotion, and like helplessness for the fate of thousands of people in the world.

"So you have an enmity with me!" Hai Wuya didn't understand what was going on, and then sneered, "You want to kill me? It's up to you! ”

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