No one was buying anything on the long street, and the people who were doing business were vaguely not leaving.

They seem to be still thinking about earning more at the end of the year and making the year better.

The big man who sold rock sugar gourds didn't have a trace of expression on his face, staring at the rock sugar gourds in a daze, as if he couldn't figure out why no one bought such a good-looking and attractive rock sugar gourd.

The rock sugar gourd was shivering, but his eyes were dull and lacked a trace of vitality.

Not far away, an old woman with a basket on her shoulder, reclining in the corner of the wall, had fallen asleep, and the soft sunlight was indeed easy to make people sleep.

The sugar-fried chestnuts in the basket had tumbled to the foot and were not noticed.

On the other side, the fat woman selling tofu is squatting in front of the two frames, holding a flat pole, as if she is already thinking about what to buy this year?

There was no change in the two boxes, no one rushed to the market to buy anything, so the tofu did not move, the kitchen knife on the side did not move, and there were no soybeans in the other frame, only a few bricks pressed into the pocket.

The streets are quiet.

At this moment, there was a pig-killing ghost cry from the other side of the long street, which got closer and closer.

Twenty or thirty officials slowly walked over from the other end, and there were people lying on the seven or eight carts behind them, and the officials on both sides were constantly whipping with their scabbards, pumping very hard, their buttocks had already blossomed, and people were screaming even more crazy.

The official at the front occasionally glanced back at the back, smiling as if he was very satisfied.

On the side, there was a long-headed strange man in a green shirt, with a yellow face and thin muscles, and an expressionless face, looking very depressed and depressed.

The pork seller took a look at it and suddenly hid far away, as if he was afraid that he would be beaten and unlucky.

Jian Shen looked at the vendors on the side of the street, the poison in his eyes was even stronger, and the color of joy was even worse.

"Look at them, are they killers who have been on a bounty for many years?" He said it very lightly and carefully.

It was as if he could no longer control the thrill in his heart.

The new love nodded and was silent.

"Can I kill two of them now?"

Xinhuan blinked, suddenly stared at Jian Shen, and slowly shook his head.

"Why?"

The new love is silent.

"Are you afraid that I will die at their hands?"

The new love shook her head.

"And what are you afraid of?"

Xinhuan blinked, looked at the sky, and lowered his head without saying a word.

Jian Shen smiled, "I just don't kill." ”

The new love nodded.

Jian Shen suddenly smiled against Xinhuan, he laughed viciously, thief and mysterious, "But I just can't help but want to kill two of them for fun." ”

He said it very softly and softly, and the new love was about to be scared to death.

Xinhuan suddenly knelt on the ground, her whole body was shaking, as if she was weak and collapsed.

Jian Shen smiled, sighed deeply, and helped Xinhuan up.

"I'm not going to kill."

The new love took a heavy breath and slowly spit it out again.

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A few dead trees not far from the street have been tied with ropes, and the diligent little daughter-in-law has taken out the quilt and put it on it to dry.

Yang Qing looked at it stupidly, and smiled stupidly, "Did you see it?" ”

Wusheng saw it, but he didn't say anything.

"They're drying the quilts."

Silent without life.

"It's better to sleep at night."

Silent without life.

"Are you going to look for them?"

Silent without life.

He hugged Yang Qing and floated like a light smoke, drifting towards the tallest building, which was more comfortable, more sunny, and more comfortable.

The business of this restaurant is not good, and the shopkeeper has fallen asleep at the counter.

The shopkeeper didn't know where to go.

The top floor is the highest part of the long street.

Yang Qing couldn't help but smile, "You brought me here, is there something wrong?" ”

Silent, kicked open a door.

Yang Qing couldn't help but call out, "Liu ecstasy." ”

Liu ecstasy was actually here, and a person on the side was smiling, and when he saw Wusheng coming in, his body moved slightly, and he was two feet away.

Yang Qing was going to see this person, but he had disappeared.

She happily hugged Liu Ecstasy, as if she was a naughty child.

Liu ecstasy stood delicately, smiling delicately.

Her smile has not changed in the slightest, she is still extremely delicate, affectionate, kind, and ecstatic.

Yang Qing couldn't help but kiss her on the cheek, "Good baby, you miss me to death." ”

Liu Ecstasy's cheeks were already flushed, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Yang Qing stared at Wusheng, "How do you know she's here?" ”

Silent without life.

Walking towards the window like a stone statue, standing upright like a stone statue, motionless like a stone statue.

Suddenly a man floated out of the window, a knife.

The man sprang out and swung his sword.

The sword flashed and swung towards the lifeless body.

Wusheng didn't move, as if he was too lazy to move, and when the blade was less than three inches away from Wusheng's body, it suddenly disappeared again.

The sword light is gone, and so are the people.

Strange people, strange knives.

Who is this? Why outside?

Wusheng was silent, staring at the sky, sighing softly.

Liu Ecstasy suddenly walked over, "Who are they?" ”

Silent without life.

He couldn't tell who it was, and why.

Yang Qing pulled Liu Ecstasy, looked left and right, and smiled again, "You don't have to worry about who they are, no matter who they are." ”

The large room, with few pieces of furniture, seemed extremely quiet and lonely.

From the window, you can see the long street, and the long street is lonely.

A few of the vendors did not leave, but vaguely stayed there.

In the forest not far away, several little daughters-in-law were holding bamboo canes and beating the quilt, smiling stupidly, chatting about the bitterness and sweetness of life.

The shy cheeks of the past are gone, and the slightest wrinkles have floated on their cheeks, but it has not affected their enthusiasm and love for life.

A little daughter-in-law sniffed at someone else's quilt, then smiled stupidly, and pointed stupidly, as if she had found something, as if she was teasing.

What can you find in a quilt? If anything is discovered, only they know the secret.

Liu Ecstasy won't know, and Yang Qing won't know.

Yang Qing stared at them and smiled happily, and she actually laughed stupidly, "Do you know what they are laughing at?" ”

Liu ecstasy smiled and shook his head.

At this time, a few people came from outside, a few very strange people.

Yang Qing pulled Wusheng over.

There are people in the streets, but they are mysterious and strange.

The first man to come in wore a hat on his head, which was pressed very low, and only the man's mouth could be seen, thin and wide, with thin cheeks, and a sword in his hand.

He walked very swayingly, as if he was not feeling well, and as if he did not have a trace of energy.

There were three people who came in for the second time, all of them monks, and the ones who walked in front of them were dressed in robes and had nine incense spots on their heads.

The third time there were four people who came in, dressed in purple and wearing long swords at their waists.

There was only one person who came in the fourth, a smiling scholar, holding the scroll in his hand as if it were very pleasant.

Yang Qing's heart slowly jumped again at this time, who are they? Why are so many people suddenly appearing?

The little daughter-in-law in the forest not far away is gone, and the quilt is still there.

The long street gradually became vibrant, and there was also a kind of pressure, an indescribable sense of slaughter.

They were all in the market, but none of them looked like they were buying anything, none of them were like them.

Why did this long street become so lively? Is it about to happen?

Yang Qing clinged to Wusheng, "These people don't seem to be in a hurry." ”

Silent without life.

"Do you think they're going to be bad for us?"

Silent without life.

At this time, a beggar in shabby clothes and holding a bamboo cane walked into the restaurant on the street.

The color of the bamboo cane turned out to be red.

Lifeless eyes stared at and poked at these beggars.

In their hands were the kind of red bamboo canes, red as blood.

Following his gaze, Yang Qing had already seen them, and also stared at the red bamboo cane, "That's the red bamboo cane." ”

Silent without life.

"Is the red bamboo cane an identity?"

Silent without life.

"Are they in a position of power in the beggars?"

Silent without life.

At this time, a group of people had come to the other end of the street.

The snow-white clothes fluttered in the soft wind, and the sword spikes were also fluttering.

The hair was pulled up high, a pitch-black hairpin was inserted motionlessly, and there was not a trace of a smile on everyone's cheeks.

Each of them seems to be like a filial son of a dead father.

Every woman is not ugly, they are just in their youth, but there is not a trace of a smile on their cheeks.

Yang Qing suddenly looked at Wusheng, and his body couldn't help shaking, "Emei faction." ”

But they have come.

Who is the teacher who came over this time? Is it more terrifying than a sneer and a cold sword?

In front of this group of girls, there was an extra coffin floating towards the restaurant.

Yang Qing is going crazy.

No matter who it is, it can be seen that there must be a master in the coffin, and it is a master among masters.

Because masters have their own faults, the stronger the kung fu person, the more serious the problem.

Wusheng sighed deeply and was silent.

Yang Qing suddenly pulled Wusheng's hand, "Who is this?" ”

"Master Cold Bone."

Yang Qing shivered, and felt terrible when she heard this name, which showed that her kung fu must be extraordinary.

"He is the head of the Emei faction."

Yang Qing's body couldn't help but chill.

Wu Sheng was silent, staring and poking at a person in the forest not far away.

The man in black and the black curtain, the man carrying a black basket.

The man seemed to be staring at him, too.

Liu Ecstasy suddenly faced the man, smiled, and waved his hand.

They had already met, and this man had baked the quilt for the willow ecstasy in the dark night, and lived on the edge of the willow ecstasy.

A smile already appeared on Liu's face.

The pitch-black man stood far away, without a single movement.

Why are there so many people on the streets? Why did they all come to this restaurant?

Yang Qing suddenly understood.

Could it be that it was the man who had floated away who had spread the news?

Heaven and earth suddenly became without a trace of heat, and the cold and killing intent was even stronger.

The sky was silent, and a few white clouds were already surging in the sky, as if they couldn't stand the pressure anymore.

Those delicate little daughters-in-law suddenly took the quilt away, unwilling to be in the sun.

The obese woman selling tofu on the long street stood stunned, hugging the flat pole tightly and sticking to the wall.

The big man who sells rock sugar gourds no longer stares at rock sugar gourds, and has kept staring at people coming and going, as if it is a little strange.

The old woman who sold fried chestnuts with sugar was no longer sleepy, and stared at everyone who went in with a basket, as if she was afraid of missing every guest.