The fire is indulgent, but there is no trace of warmth.

Heaven and earth have become indescribably eerie and weird, as if a ghost will appear at any time, a living cannibalistic ghost.

Lao Qi stared at Liu Ecstasy.

Willow ecstasy stared at lifeless.

Wusheng stared at the fire, the fire fluttering, and there was no warmth.

"Do you know who they are?"

Wusheng nodded, but did not speak.

Lao Qi approached the fire, stretched out his hand, and went to roast the fire.

The long hall had gradually dimmed, there was no light, and the light of the furnace fire seemed extremely delicate and weak, staring at his shaking cheeks through the fire, as if it was a ghost writhing with exciting pleasure.

Liu ecstasy stared at Wusheng, "Do you have anything to say?" ”

Wusheng nodded, his eyes staring at and poking the nameless nine fingers.

"Do you trust me now?"

Lao Qi nodded, "I trust you." ”

Only this kind of trust can give birth to hope and courage, especially for those who are struggling on the edge of life and death, and can deeply appreciate how precious and sacred this trust is.

Wusheng nodded, caressing the two strands of willow's ecstasy, each strand of hair was indescribably soft and ecstatic, her eyes were even more ecstatic, ecstatic and sincere, sincere and fearless.

He didn't speak to Liu Ecstasy.

Liu Ecstasy had already grabbed his hand, her hand was softer, ecstasy, and weaker, and she gasped softly, "I trust you too, no matter what you say, I trust you." ”

Lao Qi lowered his head, he already understood that kind of trust, that kind of trust is not just trust, it is simply lifelong sustenance and love.

He has never enjoyed this kind of sustenance and love, and he has rarely seen it, but it does not mean that there is none.

The fire writhed and gradually became delicate and weak, and his eyes seemed to have become lifeless, as if they had been frozen by the oppressive cold between heaven and earth.

Wusheng nodded, staring and poking at Lao Qi like a spear, "You let go of the eagle on the flying eagle's shoulder before, didn't you?" ”

Lao Qi nodded.

"Did the eagle hover and not go?"

Lao Qi seemed to be pondering and did not speak.

Because he also doesn't remember, he can't be sure if he flew away.

Wusheng sighed, "And then you saw the man in white?" ”

Lao Qi nodded.

"Of course the man in white didn't make a move, he just drifted away into the distance?"

Lao Qi nodded.

"And then you went out."

Lao Qi nodded.

Wusheng also nodded, "You won't know him." ”

Lao Qi didn't understand and didn't speak.

Liu ecstasy didn't understand, but stared at Wusheng, "You know him?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"Is it your friend?"

"I don't have any friends."

"That's your enemy?"

Wusheng stared into the distance, which gradually became dark, "Maybe they are coming for me, luring you away, in order to kill me." ”

Lao Qi didn't speak, because he was completely frightened.

The dead tree outside was standing in its original place, as if it had not changed in the slightest.

"Who are they?"

Wusheng also stared at and poked at the dead tree, without a trace of surprise on his cheeks, as if he was too lazy to have a look of surprise.

"The ninjas under the command of Fuso Oda Nobunaga have come to me to settle a blood account."

Lao Qi stared at the lifeless body, his face expressionless, as if he had been stunned by a strange fact.

He didn't have any friends, but he had a lot of opponents, and there was actually the city lord of Fusang in this big pile.

The worry and concern in Liu's ecstatic eyes were even stronger. "Did you kill any of them?"

This sentence is nonsense and does not have to be spoken.

Wusheng stared at and poked the dead tree, and sighed long, "Oda Nobunaga defeated Imagawa Yoshimoto in the battle of the barrel narrow, it is not easy to win more with less, and it is extremely rare for his daughter Oda to take off two pieces of clothes and put down thousands of soldiers and horses?" ”

Lao Qi's eyes slowly showed a look of fear, and he already understood that Oda Tokhtar must die at his hands.

He didn't laugh, because it was funny, but it was also scary.

The concern and worry in Liu's eyes seemed to have condensed, and they became stiff and weird, "You won't ...... his daughter too." ”

Her words seemed to have been completely frightened by this fact.

Wusheng nodded, "Fusang has a kind of ninjutsu that can transform his face into another person, maybe into a black eagle, maybe into a nameless nine fingers, go in and kill them." ”

"Killing them is good for killing you yourself, isn't it?"

"Perhaps, they are very careful, they will not make a move if they are not sure of victory."

"Are they humans or ghosts?"

"They are human beings, but they are more terrible than demons, and more ferocious than demons."

"Are we going to be finished?" Liu Ecstasy smiled bitterly.

Wusheng didn't face this problem, but his eyes stared and poked Lao Qi, "You'd better meditate well now, take care of your spirits, and you will definitely be able to use it at night, because ninjas have more ways to kill people at night than during the day." ”

Lao Qi nodded, sat by the fire, reclined against the wall, and rested in the most comfortable position.

Liu ecstasy stared at Wusheng, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Wusheng caressed Liu's cheek, her cheeks were indescribably delicate, kind, and ecstasy, "It's okay, everything will be fine, don't worry." ”

Liu was silent.

Her gaze had drifted outside, and it was getting darker and darker, and it was getting darker and darker.

Night is approaching.

Isn't it useless to have anything to do with this short period of time?

The cold wind gradually disappeared, and there was a dead silence between heaven and earth.

The snow will live, not live.

There was not a trace of movement outside, and they were also resting, waiting for time.

Are they waiting for a time that is favorable to them? If you don't have the certainty of victory, are you unwilling to do it?

Isn't it the same with lifelessness?

Changxuan is quiet, quiet and crazy, and collapses.

Liu ecstasy stared at the night and was silent.

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, slowly opening its eyes, staring and poking into the distance like a spear.

Two flames swayed in the dark distance, slowly drifting over, floating under the dead trees.

There was no one and no sound.

Lao Qi had opened his eyes, as if he had been awakened by an invisible danger.

He stared at the flames and held the bamboo stick tightly, just like the lonely and lonely girl in the dark and cold night, hugging her lover's neck tightly, desperately occupying pleasure and safety.

The two fires stopped there silently, as if they didn't move, as if they were waiting for something.

There was no sound, still no sound.

The absence of a sound may be a sound, and it may be more alarming and frightening than the presence of a voice.

Standing upright like a lifeless stone statue, he turned around like a stone statue and walked slowly towards the willow ecstasy.

Liu ecstasy didn't understand, didn't speak, and didn't move.

Maybe moving is not moving, not moving is moving, her heart has already moved, her heart has already swayed.

When people's hearts move, their thoughts will become confused, and once their thoughts become confused, they will misjudge the time and opportunity to make a move.

When you are desperate, once there is a slight mistake, it will cause failure, an irreparable failure.

The slightest failure will lead to a catastrophe.

This statement may not be perfect, but it is very true, like a knife cut on meat.

Not only realistic, but also effective.

People who have struggled desperately between life and death must have a lot of this kind of experience, and they also understand the subtleties in it.

Does Liu Ecstasy no longer have that ability to judge? Is it because her heart is in turmoil?

Wusheng approached her slowly, as slow as a gecko on the wall, so slow that it was almost imperceptible.

Maybe he doesn't feel it himself.

Dead.

The dark sky, the white earth.

There was no wind, no snow, just light.

The two fires writhed ghostly under the tree, writhing very slowly, as if the peerless beauty was writhing her loneliness and emptiness in the cold, merciless night.

He didn't do anything else, and he didn't need to do anything else, because it was enough to make the living people panic and fear.

The outside is completely dead, dead and silent like a tomb, and the dead silence in Changxuan is like a coffin in a tomb.

Eerie and eerie.

The cold sweat on the forehead of Liu Ecstasy had rolled down, as if he was about to collapse and collapse.

Her body was not far from her lifeless body, within two steps of walking, but it seemed to her that it was separated by a few rivers, out of reach.

No matter what kind of woman she is, if she is pressed by this invisible pressure, she will easily collapse, collapse, and faint in an instant.

Liu gritted her teeth, as if she was about to collapse and faint, but she was still trying to control herself, but she couldn't control her tears.

Tears rolled on the ground, as if the wild ghosts in hell were grinding their teeth, indescribably hideous and mysterious.

What about lifeless?

Is he about to collapse and collapse?

Standing like a lifeless stone statue, silent as a stone statue, and motionless as a stone statue.

He seemed to have collapsed and collapsed, and he seemed to have merged with the collapse and prostration, as if he was quietly enjoying the pleasure and excitement inside.

An incomprehensible pleasure, excitement.

At this moment, suddenly someone laughed, and the smile was like a wild ghost hissing, roaring, angry, and cheerful.

Liu ecstasy suddenly fell, and when he fell, he couldn't stand up, and he had been completely defeated and knocked down by this laughter, and he couldn't stand up, and he couldn't stand up.

This kind of laughter seems to be a ghost spell in hell, and Yang Qing has woken up alive in this ghost curse.

Two flames suddenly floated in, and Changxuan suddenly became brighter, Yang Qing opened his eyes and glanced at it, screamed, and suddenly became dizzy.

The two paper figures have been jumping and screaming strangely, as if they are very enjoyable, as if they are very happy.

These paper figurines can only be seen by wreaths.

There are no dead people here, no wreaths, only paper people.

The paper figures jumped, jumped, and the flames swayed and swayed ghostly.

Liu Ecstasy couldn't hold back any longer, crying and pounced on Wusheng.

Wusheng didn't move, he stood upright like a stone statue, still standing straighter than his hand.

The empty eyes had no trace of emotion, staring and poking at the paper figure like a gun, as if to poke the paper figure to death.

He stared and poked at the paper figure as if the emperor was mercilessly and indifferently staring at the beautiful dance skills, without a trace of fear, let alone a trace of joy.

Liu ecstasy threw herself into Wusheng's arms, gasping and twitching, and she could already feel every muscle in her body spasming and twitching violently.

"I can't do it anymore, I ......."

Wusheng caressed her body, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, everything will be fine." ”

Her face pressed against Wusheng's chest, which was hard, warm, and calm.

"I really ......."

Wusheng was already sighing, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, everything will be fine." ”

She gritted her teeth and remained silent.

This is not something that people can bear, maybe it is because he is not a human being, he is a god, a few gods in the rivers and lakes, a gun god, so he can enjoy it.

Enjoy the pleasure and excitement inside.

What about the nameless nine-fingered seven? Is he human?

Lao Qi was already gritting his teeth, staring at the paper man, like an angry husband, staring at the sweaty concubine in the bed, unspeakable resentment, resentment, no fear, no panic.

Every green scripture on his cheeks was already beating faintly with excessive anger, "Die." ”

As he spoke, he pounced on the paper man, and the bamboo stick suddenly swung and slashed at the paper man's head.

But he was suddenly pulled back by a force, and when he turned around, he saw Wusheng, who gritted his teeth, stared at him, poked him, and said nothing.

Lao Qi gasped and didn't speak.

The two of them stared at each other motionlessly, not speaking, not without words.

The words of these two people have been said in a pair of eyes, and they have understood each other's thoughts, actions, and actions, and everything has been understood in the silent silence of silence.

Lao Qi nodded, "I was wrong." ”

Wusheng struggled to his feet, gasping and silent.

Silence may be words, and it may be more effective and practical than words.

Lao Qi nodded and smiled.