Autumn is stronger, as thick as winter.

Lonely nights, dilapidated restaurants.

Yang Qing did not fall, although her face was cold, weak, and pale, her body and soul were still calm, calm and stable, maybe a person would become like this after excessive madness, collapse, and despair, so that everything would be very numb, numb and depressed.

She is not delicate on the side of most women, she has no opinions, she is easy to fall, and when she falls, it is difficult, she can't stand up, and she doesn't even bother to stand up.

It's just because she figured it out a little bit, when faced with a problem, she has to solve the problem, not be solved by the problem.

This may be very simple, very simple, but when many people really encounter a problem, they are often solved by the problem, die in the problem, moan, pain, and grief in the problem.

In the dark night, you can't see anything in the dark.

She didn't light the lamp, and she didn't have to light the lamp, just because her heart was bright, as long as a person's heart was bright, she knew what she should do, and even if the road under her feet was rough and bumpy, it was difficult to make herself fall, and it was even more difficult to make herself fall and not get up.

She took a jug of wine and cut a plate of beef.

She came in the dark of night, as if she were an eerie, eerie, beautiful and dark elf.

Wusheng took the wine glass and stared at her with gun-like eyes.

He stared at her face with one eye and her chest with the other, and at her crotch with the other.

Whoever is stared at by him like this will easily go crazy, break down, and despair.

She stood there elf-like, looking at him, watching him drink.

Wusheng said: "You didn't light the lamp?" ”

Yang Qing said: "I'm too lazy to order." ”

Wusheng said: "You didn't hold chopsticks. ”

Yang Qing said: "I'm too lazy to take it." ”

Wusheng said: "You didn't cry sadly because of the death of the lotus? ”

Yang Qing said: "I'm too lazy to cry." ”

Wusheng said: "You don't seem to be sad? ”

Yang Qing said: "I'm too lazy to be sad. ”

Wusheng said: "You have changed. ”

Yang Qing said: "Changed? ”

Wusheng said: "Yes, you have become smart. ”

Yang Qing said: "Smart? ”

Wusheng said: "Yes, you won't look for me to protect yourself. ”

Yang Qing said: "Yes. ”

Wusheng said: "Why? ”

Yang Qing said: "Because I figured it out." ”

Wusheng said: "Have you figured it out?" ”

Yang Qing said: "Yes, I have figured out everything. ”

Wusheng said: "Tell me about it." ”

Yang Qing said: "I don't have to look for you to protect me at all. ”

Wusheng said: "Why? ”

Yang Qing said: "Because I know that you will never leave me at all, so why ask you, this is not taking off your pants and farting, this is a superfluous move." ”

She smiled, smiling like a glamorous and desolate elf in the night who was too lazy to be happy, too lazy to go crazy, too lazy to enjoy.

Wusheng said: "Why do you say that I will not leave you. ”

Yang Qing said: "Your problem." ”

Wusheng said: "What's wrong with me? ”

Yang Qing said: "You have a problem, your problem is to find someone to duel, find a lot of people to duel." ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing said: "Your duel with a world-class master is not only your fault, but also your enjoyment." ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing said: "You only have such enjoyment in your life, and only from this problem can you enjoy the fun and joy inside." ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing said: "What's even more incredible is that you don't know anything else, and you don't bother to do it, and you don't bother to enjoy it." ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing said: "You have no ideals, let alone lofty ambitions, you live to find someone to duel." ”

Wusheng was silent, but turned around, his ass facing her, unwilling to look at her again.

The smile on her face widened.

Yang Qing said: "You are not a human, you are a devil. ”

Wusheng said: "So ......." ”

Yang Qing said: "So I won't beg you, because I don't have you, you don't bother to take care of me at all." ”

Wusheng said: "What else? ”

Yang Qing said: "And I know that you will not leave me, as long as I don't die, there will be many, many first-class masters in the world coming to me." ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing said: "You can find them to duel, and your long-empty and lonely heart can be satisfied, right?" ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing said: "If you don't find an opponent for a long time to duel, you will become very lonely, empty, and helpless." ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing said: "It will even go crazy, collapse, and gag, right?" ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing said: "So not only do I not have to worry that you will leave, but I also hope that the flowers of Wanhualou will come soon, and come to die soon." ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing said: "Is there any truth to what I said? ”

Silent without life.

Someone from afar came with a lantern, and in the cold, dark night, it seemed as if he had just returned from the grave filling, and it was indescribably eerie and evil.

Dream into the wine said: "You are wrong. ”

Yang Qing said: "Am I wrong? ”

"Yes, he will leave you, and he will be gone soon." ”

Liu Xieyun said: "Yes." ”

Wusheng said: "Why should I go? ”

Dream into the wine said, "I'm going to tell you a secret." ”

Wusheng said: "You say." ”

Dream into the hop walked over and whispered softly in his ear.

Wusheng nodded.

Then he left, he didn't even send a fart when he left, and he didn't even look at Yang Qing.

Yang Qing was already wheezing, as if she was angry, distressed, and helpless.

Yang Qing said: "Why do you want him to go?" ”

Liu Xieyun said: "It's good for him, and it's even better for us." ”

Yang Qing said: "What's in it for him?" ”

Liu Xieyun said: "He has a date, and we also want to make money." ”

Yang Qing said: "Can you make money with me?" ”

Liu Xieyun said: "Yes." ”

Yang Qing said: "How do you make money? ”

Liu Xieyun coughed lightly.

Dream Hop nodded and looked around, as if looking for something, but didn't know where?

Liu Xieyun said: "Are you sure there are flowers here?" ”

Dream into the hop said: "Sure, there's no reason not to be there." ”

Liu Xieyun said: "Why? ”

Dream into the wine said: "The spear god is not born here in Yang Qing, they will not show up, now that the spear god is gone, they should show up, they will not miss this kind of opportunity." ”

Liu Xieyun said: "Yes." ”

Dream into the wine said: "Even I think that the opportunity is really good now." ”

There was no wind, and the lantern in his hand suddenly went out, as if it had been snuffed out by an invisible hand.

Someone laughed, grimly, wickedly, and sharply, as if it were going to pierce everyone's eardrums.

Heaven and earth were also laughed indescribably weird and evil by this laughter.

Yang Qing smiled and said, "Your money is here." ”

She didn't feel panicked, frightened, as if she was numb.

Liu Xieyun said: "Yes,"

Dream into the wine said: "My money is coming." ”

He looked around, as if watching as if the silver ticket would float out at any moment, and then reached out to grab it.

There is no one, but there is a voice.

"Dream into hops, your guts have grown hair."

Dream into the wine said: "There is no hair left at all, how can you have the guts." ”

"You're not afraid of Wanhua going out of the building? Looking for you? ”

Dream into the hop looked around, and said, "Of course I'm afraid." ”

"Then you dare?"

Dream into the wine said: "It's just scared, it's not a big deal." ”

"You ......."

Dream into the hop said: "Dare to ask Your Excellency which flower it is?" ”

"Ghost Trolling Flower, have you heard?"

Dream into the wine flower said: "I have heard it, and I have killed many characters in the rivers and lakes who are not in the stream, I don't know ......." ”

The ghost dragged the flower and said, "I don't know what? ”

Dream into the wine said: "I don't know if you can do it." ”

The ghost dragged the flower and said, "What is not okay? ”

Dream into the hop said: "Is it that you are a soft product?" ”

There was no sound, but there was wheezing, gasping for excessive anger and resentment.

Dream into the hop took out a wine bag from his arms and drank the wine.

Just as he was drinking, he felt a gust of wind blow over him, and he couldn't breathe.

The ghost trolling flower pounced on them.

Before his people arrived, a few eerie cold lights swept by.

The sword light of the willow slanting cloud swirled, and several cold lights disappeared suddenly.

The ghost has swung the knife, and the sword light flutters like a ghost, just as his people are also ghostly, and his people and knives seem to be everywhere, everywhere.

He was gasping and screaming.

He screamed as if he were an overexcited, estrus ghost.

Dream Hop and Liu Xieyun stood back to back, and they already felt that each other's backs were soaked with cold sweat.

Dream into the hop said: "You bounty me seven and you three." ”

Liu Xieyun said: "The good ones are divided into five or five accounts." ”

Dream into the wine said: "Now it has changed." ”

Liu Xieyun said: "To be a killer, you must be honest. ”

Dream into the wine said: "I am honest, but integrity will change at any time, you see now, should I be eight you two?" ”

Liu Xieyun smiled bitterly, honesty is a fart in this person's heart, and it is not a fart.

This man changes his mind faster than he farts.

Dream into the hop said: "It's decided, I'm eight and you're two, okay?" ”

Liu Xieyun said: "Okay." ”

He didn't think about it and immediately agreed, as if he was afraid that if he said two more words, he would be gone.

Liu Xieyun said: "Then you have to pay a price." ”

Dream into the hop said: "What price? ”

Liu Xieyun said: "You go." ”

Dream into the wine said: "Okay." ”

After he finished speaking, he went up, spit out the wine in his mouth, and suddenly the sword light disappeared, the figure dispersed, and a person appeared not far away, with a spark on his body, a fire appeared, and his body kept rolling on the ground.

"Dream of hops, I won't let you go."

Dream into the hop kicked Liu Xieyun over. "You do it."

Liu Xieyun was anxious, angry and laughing, and with a flash of the knife, the body of the ghost dragger suddenly broke in two.

He said, "You ......." ”

Dream into the hop didn't speak, picked up Yang Qing, and said, "You are a baby, and it will be up to you to fish for flowers in the future." ”

Dark night, cold people, lonely eyes.

A man is lying on the road, with a pen in his arms, squinting into the distance, and there is darkness in the distance, a darkness that makes people lonely, empty, maddening.

A figure emerges from the darkness.

A cloak, a gun, a man.

Wusheng stopped seven feet from the man, standing like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand.

His eyes poked him like spears, as if they wanted to poke him to death, and poke him to death on the ground.

There was no wind, and the man's clothes were already fluttering.

Wusheng said: "Golden pen horizontal flower? ”

Jin Bi Henghua looked at him coldly, turned around, and said, "The spear god is lifeless?" ”

Wusheng said: "You use a gold pen? ”

Jin Bi Henghua said: "Yes." ”

Wusheng said: "There are not many people in the rivers and lakes who kill people with a golden pen. ”

Jin Bi Henghua said: "Yes." ”

Wusheng said: "There are not many people in the rivers and lakes who kill people with a golden pen and are not killed." ”

A sneering, proud, and ruthless look appeared on the face of the golden pen Henghua, and he said proudly: "Yes." ”

He continued: "There are no more than three in the rivers and lakes. ”

Wusheng said: "Is it you who has a scholar named Shenbi in the fourth son of Jiangnan?" ”

The smug, sneering, and cruel look on the face of the golden pen suddenly stiffened, and said, "Yes, how about that?" ”

Wusheng said: "I heard that the pen is very good. ”

Jin Bi Henghua said: "Yes." ”

Wusheng said: "How many murderous moves does that pen have now?" ”

The golden pen Henghua said: "Seven hundred and twenty moves." ”

Wusheng said: "Do you remember so many tricks in your brain?" ”

Jin Bi Henghua said: "I can barely remember." ”

He said proudly: "I usually use a maximum of thirty-six moves to kill people. ”

Wusheng said: "No one has made you use thirty-seven moves? ”

Jin Bi Henghua said: "There is no one." ”

Wusheng said: "Very good. ”

Jin Bi Henghua said: "What does it mean to be very good?" ”

Wusheng said: "It means that your pen is a fart with a person, not even a fart." ”

The golden pen said: "You are impatient. ”

His pen had been swung out, the shadow of the pen swayed, and his people also swayed, and thirty-six moves had been struck, fluttering like green smoke, and stopped not far away.

It stood like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand.

The words in the mouth of the golden pen Henghua had just finished at this time.

His face was distorted with surprise, fear, and disbelief.

"You were the first to escape," he said. ”

Wusheng said: "You have a total of seven hundred and twenty moves?" ”

Jin Bi Henghua said: "Yes." ”

Wusheng said: "Why can't you use it all at once." ”

Jin Bi Henghua said: "You want to try?" ”

Wusheng nodded and said, "Yes, don't miss a move." ”

The golden pen Henghua looked at Wusheng coldly, and the cold sweat on the corner of his forehead was rolling down like a bean.

The lifeless body stood like a stone statue, and its eyes poked at him like spears.

While he poked him in the face with one eye, the other eye poked at his chest, and when one eye poked his chest, the other eye poked at his crotch.

He said, "I'm waiting for you, please make a move." ”

The body of the golden pen was already trembling and twitching, and he suddenly collapsed, vomiting and .......

Sigh of nothingness.

As he turned to walk away, he heard a scream, and the earth was silent, lonely, mad, and broken.