The dappled light and shadow come from the wisps of flowers on the window paper.

The door is the passage of the house to the outside world, and the window seems to be too, but in fact, the window can only let the eye pass through the guò, and more often, it represents captivity, such as the small stone window in the secluded pavilion, which means despair.

That array, which was also imprisoned, was born without warning, and in an instant it was going to cover the drunkard's whole body, from his face to his green shirt to the pair of cloth shoes on his feet, and once the formation was formed, he could never leave.

Ning Que was on the other side of the street, holding an iron bow and aiming at him, if he couldn't get out of place and was locked by this formation, then the next moment, what was waiting for him was death, death without accident.

However, just as the formation of the mottled light and shadow was formed, the drunkard moved, and he took a step back, and the soles of his shoes landed on the bluestone slab floor with a soft snapping sound.

The rain splashed slightly, the light and shadow were alienated, and then dispersed, with the bluestone slab that was broken into pieces by his foot, and then the stone steps in front of the calligraphy and painting shop disintegrated, and the traces of cracking spread rapidly.

In the chaotic sound, several huge openings appeared on the doors of the calligraphy and painting shops, whether it was the door or the window, they all turned into broken wood and pieces of paper in an instant, the beams were broken, and the smoke and dust were made.

The whole shop collapsed in the smoke and dust, only because the drunkard took a step back, and the timing of his retreat was unusually subtle and accurate, just when the intention of the formation was not completed.

It seems that he knew a long time ago that there was a seat in this calligraphy and painting shop.

The smoke and dust fell slightly, the ground was rubble, and the eyes were full of messes, Zhang San and Li Si fell in the corners of the ruins, covered in blood. His body was covered with dust, and he was shocked and flew to the backyard.

I don't know how many bones were broken in the two young people's bodies, and the slightest movement made the pain unbearable, but they were still unwilling, and reached out to touch the broken bricks for a long time, and found two kitchen knives.

The drunkard turned around and looked at the two young Tang men with indifferent expressions.

When their eyes fell, Zhang San and Li Si vomited blood. It's hard to stand up.

"This is the bureau of the college. Or yours?"

The drunkard looked at Sangsang next to the ruins of the butcher's shop dozens of zhang away, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he smiled slightly, because of all this. For him. It's all a joke now. Then. He smiled gradually, looked at Chao Xiaoshu who stood up from the remnants of the wall of the calligraphy and painting shop, and said expressionlessly: "You...... You want to kill me?"

Walk towards the tree to the broken stone steps. Patted off the dust on his body, tidied up his clothes, saluted calmly to the drunkard, and said, "I am Chao Xiaoshu, so naturally I want to kill you." ”

He is Chao Xiaoshu, and Chao Xiaoshu is a Tang person, so there are countless reasons to kill alcoholics.

"I, of course, know that you are Chao Xiaoshu. ”

The drunkard looked at him indifferently and said, "Over the years, we have been neighbors in the town, for friends, you drink tea, I drink, do you really think I don't know who you are?"

Chao Xiaoshu was silent for a moment and asked, "Since you already knew, why did you come now?"

"Because I'm curious, what method are you, or the academy, going to use to kill me, you know, you are now a waste, and your two helpers are reckless and brave, and they can't practice...... Yes, for me, dealing with you is a game, a fun game. ”

The drunkard said: "After living for a long time, it is inevitable that it will be a little boring, it is rare to meet such an interesting person and such an interesting thing as you, of course I want to watch more time, I want to see how this game is played." ”

Then he looked at Sangsang and said, "I think you should understand the feelings of us humans. ”

Sang Sang said expressionlessly: "I don't understand. I've been with him since I started living, he's a very interesting person, and there's nothing boring about living. ”

The person she said was naturally Ning Que.

The drunkard was slightly confused, then laughed, shook his head and said with emotion: "Yes, Haotian got married and gave birth to a child, this world is so crazy, where can it be boring?"

"What about you? What's so interesting about this game you've prepared for me?"

The drunkard looked at Chao Xiaoshu and said calmly, "Just this formation? ”

Chao Xiaoshu said, "It's really simpler, but we all think it should be useful...... Your biggest weakness lies in your body, and your body is not much different from ordinary people, and it is even more prone to decay. Those two children and I are ordinary people, and even if you see through our identity, you won't be vigilant...... Like you said, it's just a game, and if you play this game with us, then we might be able to imprison you. ”

The drunkard was silent for a moment, and then said, "Can you calculate my mind so clearly, is it Mr. Big or Mr. Two?"

Ning Que didn't speak all the time, and only then did he speak: "It's the third senior sister." ”

"Sure enough, it's a twenty-three year cicada...... Admired, but also not admired. ”

The drunkard shook his head and said: "She did find my weakness, whether it is physical or psychological, you do have enough opportunities to make a move, because I will not use the immeasurable realm to warn you at any time, and it takes time to move your mind, but she got one thing wrong...... This formation is too weak. ”

He looked at Ning Que and said, "If it's Fan Cage, maybe there is still some hope." ”

Ning Que said: "Even if we can ask Ye Hongyu to make a move, the moment she appears in the town, it is the moment you attack, or drift away, it is meaningless." ”

The drunkard said, "So this is a contradiction, ordinary people can come near me, but they don't have the power to kill me." ”

Ning Que said: "You are too afraid of death, so you are too vigilant." ”

The drunkard said, "Yes, so in the first days, I never drank tea from the boss, because I was afraid that he would poison me, and I was still more accustomed to drinking my own wine." ”

Ning Que said: "Your habits are actually not good, no wonder you have no friends." ”

The drunkard smiled. Chao Xiaoshu didn't smile, he remembered that the drunkards had begun to drink their own tea in the past two years, thinking about the hidden meaning, he was silent.

The drunkard's smile gradually faded, and he looked at Chao Xiaoshu and said calmly: "Yes, I don't have friends, the butcher should be regarded as a partner, and I want friends too...... I've heard the story of the rainy night in the Spring Breeze Pavilion, and I've always thought it was a good feeling when you went to Lao Bizhai to find that little guy. It's a lot of fun to interact with each other, so I want to see if I can be friends with you, have tea together, and talk about something interesting. ”

The story of the rainy night in the Spring Breeze Pavilion, as the reputation of Ning Que Chao Xiaoshu and the others in the world gradually appeared, has long spread, and has even become a legend, and it is a coincidence that the three parties are here today.

They reunited in the town where Song Yan was at the turn of the day. It's also here to kill people.

Ning Que stood in front of Sang Sang.

Chao Xiaoshu stood beside the drunkard.

"It doesn't matter if you lie to me. But why can't you keep cheating?"

The drunkard walked up to Chao Xiaoshu with an indifferent expression, and there was a hint of tyrannical love in the depths of his eyes, "Since you can't fool me." You can't kill me. So. What are you doing alive?"

His voice was calm, cold, but actually angry. Except for himself. Few people can understand why he is so angry that his long career of countless years is not so easy.

"I'm a guy who wants to make friends. Chao Xiaoshu looked at him quietly and said.

No one can question his words, the whole world knows that Chao Xiaoshu is the best friend, and it is best to make friends, he is sincere and atmospheric, not suspicious, extremely chic, only a person like him can be commensurate with the Tang Emperor Xià brother, and he can also pick up casually in the roadside calligraphy and painting shop, so he chose a brother like Ning Que.

"If you want, I can also become friends with you, although your seniority is too high and too old, but this kind of thing as a friend has never had anything to do with seniority, only with like-mindedness. ”

Chao Xiaoshu continued: "I admit that I came to the town to set up a bureau to kill you, but after a few years, that bureau has long since ceased to be a bureau, you know that I am Chao Xiaoshu, don't I know that you know that I am Chao Xiaoshu? So although it is not stated, but there is no deception, I even thought about whether I can convince you, if I can, then it is naturally the best, if not, then I have nothing to owe you." ”

"No, you don't owe me anything. I've lived in this world for countless years, I've seen countless sinister and cunning people, I've experienced countless deceitful things, and the ugliest, most deformed, and most perverted things in the world, so do you really think I'll care about that cup of tea in the shop?"

The drunkard looked at him and said expressionlessly: "Your bureau, for me, is no longer a bureau. ”

He was one of the several great cultivators at the peak of the history of the cultivation world, Chao Xiaoshu was only aware of his fate at the peak, and now he has long been unable to practice and has become an ordinary person. As long as he glanced at Chao Xiaoshu, or if Chao Xiaoshu was going to die, it would be difficult for Ning Que or Sang Sang to stop this qiē.

Chao Xiaoshu calmly and fearlessly looked back at him and said, "I said earlier that this bureau is no longer a bureau, but when you want to kill me, this bureau will reappear. ”

The drunkard said, "What do you mean?"

said to Xiaoshu: "I am the bureau." ”

The drunkard raised his eyebrows slightly.

Chao Xiaoshu said again: "I'm staying at the right time." ”

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time, it's time.

Ning Que has been waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the time when the drunkard can't enter the boundless, he has been waiting for two days and one night, and he still hasn't waited.

Chao Xiaoshu is also waiting for an opportunity, he has been waiting for several years, but the time he is waiting for is different from what Ning Que is waiting, he is waiting for that opportunity to take the initiative to find himself.

The drunkard didn't want to hear it anymore, and out of that kind of anger that was difficult to explain, and because Ning Que and Haotian were on his side, he decided to kill Chao Xiaoshu.

He patted the chest and abdomen towards the little tree.

The great cultivator's shot couldn't be avoided at all.

Chao Xiaoshu didn't want to avoid it, he felt the coming of death, even if he was resolute and had already seen through the flowers, he couldn't help but have a moment of trance.

The palm of the drunkard's hand fell to his chest and abdomen.

With a soft snort, a sharp sword tip pierced out of his palm!

It was an invisible sword.

The blade of the sword is cold, and the sword intent is condensed and quiet.

Where did this sword come from?

This sword has always been in Xiaoshu's body.

Someone has a ghost in their left eye, someone has a man in the sea of consciousness, someone has a soul in their ring, someone has a sword in their body, and that sword is not hidden in the belly of a fish, but in his belly.

No matter where the drunkard's palm falls, as long as the killing intent comes, the sword will appear.

At this point, the sword slashed through his chest and abdomen. And then pierced the palm of the drunkard!

This is the sword's self-reaction, this is the gesture of burning!

The drunkard's face suddenly turned pale, and he felt great fear.

He roared and quickly retreated, and within a few steps back, his figure had already vanished.

However, the sword came faster.

The blade of the sword broke through the chest and abdomen of the small tree, carrying blood, and the invisible edge was condensed by blood and wind, and it embraced the substance. Poof. Pierced deep into the belly of a drunkard!

The Alcoholic is indeed one of the fastest people in the world.

But when he stood within a foot of Xiao Shu, he would never be able to dodge the sword.

When the senior brother was by the pool, he didn't dare to stand in front of this sword.

What kind of sword is this?

It was an ordinary sword that didn't need to be deliberately described, but it had absolutely murderous intent.

This sword. From the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion. It belongs to the Sword Saint Liu Bai.

This is a sword that Chao Xiaoshu borrowed from Liu Bai.

This is a bureau of the college. A word from the Master.

The gentleman hides his weapons and waits for the time to move.

This phrase is used to describe:

But there is also a simpler explanation: there is a sword hidden in Chao Xiaoshu's body, waiting for the time when the drunkard wants to kill him. The sword will move, killing people with one move.

The weapon, the object, at a certain time, specifically refers to weapons, especially swords.

It is also courage.

Chao Xiaoshu waited for several years just to stab this sword.

In other words, he has been waiting to die.

This is great courage.

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......

The drunkard was in great pain, his eyes were shocked, and even a little confused.

The sword came too fast and too steep to be avoided.

He vaguely understood that this was Liu Bai's sword, yes, in this world, only Liu Bai's sword could be so resolute, so fast, and so unrelenting.

This sword is out, even if he is a drunkard, he must be seriously injured!

The sword towards Xiaoshu broke his ninety percent of his vitality and broke his snow-capped mountain qi sea!

The drunkard's face turned pale and continued to retreat, his figure continuing to blur.

He didn't want to die.

He wanted to escape.

He slapped his palm on the street, shaking up countless smoke and gravel, covering Ning Que's vision.

Zhang San and Li Si rushed out of the ruins of the calligraphy and painting shop with a rolling belt, holding a kitchen knife, and slashed wildly, not caring whether it was God or Buddha who was chopping, and when the two young people cut it, even their eyes were closed.

With two clicks, the kitchen knife cut off the tail toe of the drunkard's left foot and the heel of his right foot.

The drunkard was stabbed in the abdomen, blood was pouring from all sides, his feet were bleeding, and his cloth shoes were wet.

He howled angrily, pulled out seventeen swords from the pot, and stabbed at Chao Xiaoshu and Zhang San and Li Si indiscriminately.

In the night, Sang Sang's voice suddenly sounded, and she said two numbers.

There was a soft buzzing sound from the other side of the smoke.

A feathered arrow burst through the air and struck the drunkard in the knee accurately.

Blood is spurring.

The drunkard cried out in pain, unable to keep his balance, and sat down to the ground, and the seventeen swords drawn from the pot scattered to the ground like scattered leaves.

With a bang, the smoke and dust broke away, and the night was chaotic.

Ning Que swept into the middle of the field, kicked him to the ground, and slammed his right foot on his chest.

In the crackling sound, the drunkard's sternum was shattered.

The drunkard gasped, his eyes full of reluctance and anger.

He still didn't want to die, he wanted to live.

He desperately summoned the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and tried to get out of the predicament.

Ning Que pulled out the iron bow and aimed, the iron bow was bent like a full moon, and the iron arrow on the string was as cold as frost.

In fact, there is no need to aim.

The cold arrows were directly pressed against the drunkard's eyebrows.

No matter who it is, it will not miss.

In the previous battle, the drunkard said to him, "If you have the ability, you will shoot me."

Ning Que said at this time: "If you have the ability, you can dodge this arrow."

There was a soft buzz.

The iron arrow departed from the string, piercing the drunkard's brow.

On the street of the town, an extremely deep arrow hole appeared.

The iron arrow went into the ground without a trace.

The drunkard's head vanished without a trace, turning into a pool of blood.

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