"Xianggong is still smart, as long as you throw rotten eggs at Nalanzhi, you can get thirty copper plates for nothing, fortunately you insist, otherwise the money will be earned by others."

In the middle of the house, the woman held a string of copper plates in her hand, opened the cabinet with a happy face, and carefully placed the money in the innermost part.

Next to him, Zhao Wu smiled and said, "You still haven't listened to the fact that you are a woman's benevolence, now you know, right?" ”

After getting so much money, the woman's face turned red with joy, and she screwed Zhao Wu a little, and said coquettishly,

"Then who can know that it's true, Nalan Zhi is the crown of Sama City, who knew that he was so unpopular with the Nalan family, if I had known that this was the case, I should have taken a few more rotten eggs and smashed that woman's face, so that I could make more money."

The woman looked pity and remorse.

Zhao Wu shook his head, thinking that a woman is a woman, with long hair and short knowledge.

The list of civilizations clearly wrote, smashing rotten eggs to thirty copper plates, it doesn't matter how much you smash, there is a difference between one and a hundred? It's all thirty copper plates! On the contrary, the more you smash, the more you lose!

But Zhao Wu also had some remorse in his heart.

Alas, it's still not bold enough!

The old man Zhou next door, Made, an old bachelor with a poor jingle ring, just sprinkled urine on the side of the road in front of Nalanzhi, and got a hundred copper plates for nothing.

can not only humiliate Nalanzhi, but also take money for nothing!

He hates! Hate was not ruthless enough, and have a trace of kindness!

That's the genius Naranji! It can be said that she is the dream goddess of all men in Sama City, and it is said that even the immortals of Qingyun Sect need to look up to her and not be taken into account by her!

Peeing in front of such a big person, it's enough to blow for a lifetime, it's exciting to think about, such a good opportunity, and you can get a reward, why did you have a chaotic head in the first place, just smashed a few rotten eggs in her face.

Alas!!

Zhao Wu thumped his chest in remorse.

But there is no way, the matter has passed, Nalanzhi has committed suicide, and he can't make up for his regrets, so he can only lament helplessly.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

There was a sudden knock on the door outside.

"Who?" Zhao Wu asked.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

No one answered, and the knock continued.

Zhao Wu was a little puzzled, now that it was raining a lot outside, who was idle and had nothing to do?

Could it be the old man Zhou next door?

Thinking of Old Man Zhou, Zhao Wu was angry!

I took a hundred copper plates by peeing, and I showed off with him for several days, could it be that I came to show off again?

"This old thing!" Zhao Wu stood up, geared up, and planned to teach this old immortal a good lesson, turned to the woman and said, "Take care of the child, I'll go out for a while." ”

The woman was still immersed in the joy of picking up money for nothing.

The world is full of monks, and mortals like them are like weeds on the side of the road, struggling to survive in the cracks, and her children have just been born, and with these thirty copper plates, they can improve their food very well.

Thinking of this, the woman picked up the child, and the child was very cute, and looked very similar to her husband, and was poked by the woman's hand, and she cried "Wow, wow, wow, wow."

A smile bloomed on the woman's face, and she staggered and coaxed.

Outside, Zhao Wu walked out of the door.

I looked left and right, but there was no one.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

The sky was full of clouds, and the rain was pouring down, Zhao Wu shuddered, scolded "old immortal", and turned around to close the door.

But at this moment, the corners of his eyes twitched.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a dark figure standing quietly under the rain curtain ahead.

Zhao Wu frowned, and then his face showed a hideous look!

Made, this old man of the week! This is the old birthday star, thinking that he doesn't dare to go out?!

"Zhou Defa! You're looking for death on a horse, there's nothing to do on a rainy day! ”

Zhao Wu held an umbrella and walked forward scolding.

But after a few steps, he stepped back backwards.

"You... Who are you? ”

Zhao Wu asked with some trembling.

The shadow didn't answer, and walked towards him.

"Goodo......"

Zhao Wu swallowed his saliva.

For some reason, he looked at the blood-red eyes of the person in front of him, a little scared.

The dark shadow walked past him, and the two passed by.

Zhao Wu breathed a sigh of relief, but his legs were already shaking.

This person's sense of oppression is too strong!!

Suddenly, Zhao Wu's face changed!

The direction in which that man was going was his own home!

Zhao Wu hurriedly turned his head, wanting to stop him.

But his head had just turned halfway when suddenly, he felt the world spinning.

In the rain, a head flew into the sky.

After rolling a few times, he landed in a puddle.

"Bang!"

Zhao Wu's headless body fell to the ground.

Blood spurted down his neck.

"Crunch ......"

The door was pushed open.

"Xianggong, is it the old man Zhou next door?" The woman in the house was breastfeeding the child, and while shaking, she complained, "That old and unscrupulous one, the day before yesterday, was a good guy with me, saying how good it is to pee on Nalanzhi, and he still wants to pee on me, you can't let him go!" ”

Ye Chuanxuan was drenched all over his body and approached step by step.

"Huh?"

Seeing no response from the person behind her, the woman also sensed that something was wrong.

Holding her son, she looked back.

For a moment, the woman was stunned, and then said in horror, "You... Who are you?! Where's my father?! ”

Ye Chuanxuan didn't say anything, his blood-red eyes looked at her, very calm.

In his hand, he was still holding Nalanzhi's sword, and the tip of the sword was dripping blood, which was the blood of the woman's husband, and the sound of "snapping" was continuous.

Looking at the indifferent cheeks of the person in front of her, the woman was frightened, and her body kept falling back, "You... What are you doing! Monks can't kill civilians indiscriminately! ”

"Poof!!"

Ye Chuanxuan's hand raised and fell, and a crisp sound sounded.

The woman's expression of fear froze forever on her face.

"Bang bang bang!"

Her head rolled to the side, and she died, with a look of horror in her eyes.

"Wow! Wow wow!! ”

It was as if she felt the death of her mother, or the blood on her neck was all poured on her face, and the child in the woman's arms began to cry.

Ye Chuanxuan lowered his head slightly and saw the child in the woman's arms.

Approaching, he bent down and picked up the child in the woman's arms.

"Whoa, whoa—"

The baby's hands are clutching at something, a pair of large clear eyes, without a trace of impurities.

Ye Chuanxuan's face was expressionless, and he slowly lifted it high, and then fell down violently!

"Bang!!"

The baby's crying stopped instantly, his bones were broken, and he was killed on the spot.

Ye Chuanxuan turned around and left.

Behind him, the door was not closed, and the wind creaked.

Gradually, the blood in the house stained the ground red.

……

In the music workshop, the singing and dancing leveled out, and the five monks of the Nalan family looked at Ye Chuanxuan with shocked faces.

"You're that piece of shit?"

Ye Chuanxuan's face was expressionless, his hand raised his sword and fell, a cold light flashed, and five human heads rose into the sky, which immediately caused a scream.

……

In the wild, Li Du, a monk of the Li family, was catching a young demon cat with a Taoist companion, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Before Li Duhua could speak, his limbs were cut off, and the Taoist priest next to him was so frightened that his face was pale.

Ye Chuanxuan grabbed the woman, cut off the woman's limbs in front of Li Du, cut them into a stick, and then chopped Li Du into meat paste.

………

When it was a little dark, the rain was especially urgent.

The wind and rain are slamming, and the sound of hitting the road surface is continuous.

Ye Chuanxuan withstood the heavy rain and walked towards the Xinghua Restaurant step by step, in the heavy rain, the blood on the sword was washed away, and then, Ye Chuanxuan inserted it into the scabbard.

When Nalanzhi was paraded through the streets, all the 186 people who insulted him had been killed.

Whether it was a monk or a mortal, a man or a woman, a good man or a bully, they were all killed by Ye Chuanxuan.

The family, young and old, neatly and neatly, were all sent on their way by him.

To be honest, Ye Chuanxuan didn't know each other with these one hundred and eighty-six households, if this kind of thing happened to someone else and was bumped into by him, he would definitely stop it.

But it was he who did it, and he killed them, so whether they were guilty or not, in his opinion, they deserved to die.

Double standard?

Perhaps.

Because that's his logic.

If he is gracious, he will repay it a hundredfold, even if he gives up his body and life, he must be worthy of others. But doing so does not mean that he is a good person, on the contrary, he is a villain, and he will repay and kill countless people.

But he was not afraid of revenge, because those who offended him were destroyed by him, just as they are today.

Even the babies in swaddling clothes, he fell to their deaths in hundreds.

Moreover, it was not him who offended these people he killed today, but his fiancée.

So, they deserve to die even more.

For these people, Ye Chuanxuan also gave different ways to die, he found the original list text, which had different insults on it, and wrote one name after another.

And each name represents the person behind it, who will insult Nalanzhi accordingly in order to get a reward.

Ye Chuanxuan took the list text, according to the map, found those people one after another, and threw rotten eggs and stinky vegetable leaves, which were relatively light, and he ended their lives with a sword.

And in front of Naranzhi, urinating on the side of the road, or spitting in Nalanzhi's face, slapping Naranzhi, and insulting Naranzhi, he did not kill with a sword.

Instead, while they were alive, they used Naranji's sword to cut their families into pieces one after another, so that they could watch their beloved people turn into human sticks.

When their family members died, he began to cut them again.

Eventually, those people went crazy.

In despair, he was cut into a skeleton of bones, and both men and women collapsed and died.

Just as Ye Chuanxuan was heading towards Xinghua Restaurant, on the way, he suddenly stopped.

In front of him, stood a young girl with an umbrella, the girl was very tall, especially with two pairs of legs, slender and straight.

Ye Chuanxuan recognized the person, Nalan Ruan Zhu, he stepped forward and said, "Didn't you wait in the restaurant?" ”

Nalan Ruan Zhu instinctively retorted and said, "I'm not your wife, you care about me!" ”

Ye Chuanxuan looked at her, did not speak, and after watching for a few seconds, he bypassed her and walked towards Xinghua Restaurant.

Now he is a little tired and wants to go back to rest, and he really doesn't want to quarrel with this stupid woman.

Nalan Ruan Zhu couldn't help but pout when she saw that he didn't care about herself, but she didn't follow.

Holding an umbrella in his hand, Nalan Ruan Zhu stood in place, quietly looking at Ye Chuanxuan's back, his eyelashes trembling, and there was a hint of complexity in his phoenix eyes.

In fact, she was following Ye Chuanxuan all day today.

After he came out of Xinghua Restaurant to avenge her sister, she vented, and then she couldn't feel at ease, so she quietly followed him.

She watched the whole process of his killing!

However, she did not pity those who were killed by him, on the contrary, for some reason, she was once again impressed by Ye Chuanxuan.

If he kills people, he kills them, but there are three or four hundred people in one hundred and eighty-six households, from the gray-haired old man to the infant baby, and he killed them all!

I don't want to think about the consequences after killing, just one by one, non-stop, even the children don't let go, this kind of temperament is too cold-blooded, and it is not enough to describe it as a murderer!

But...... She loves it!

Because she knew that he killed for her sister, she was not afraid at all!

On the contrary, a trace of inexplicable envy rose in her heart, envy for her sister.

It is often said in the book, "Life and death are broad, and Zicheng is said", my sister insisted on chastity for him, and died to show his will, and now he slaughtered one hundred and eighty-six households and destroyed nearly two hundred doors for his sister.

Is this love?

Neither of them has ever seen each other, absolutely not!

But it is this love that cannot be said to be love, which makes her envious and jealous!

If there is such a powerful person who can do this to her, then she would rather die for it!

In the rain curtain, Nalan Ruan Zhu looked at Ye Chuanxuan's back fixedly, and watched it for a long time, until he disappeared under the rain curtain, and then withdrew his gaze.

"Maniac!"

Nalan Ruan Zhu muttered to herself, but there was a trace of unspeakable loss in her eyes, she opened her long legs, stepped on the puddle with her high-heeled boots, and trotted quickly towards Ye Chuanxuan.