"I can't believe you have such a friend with excellent martial arts. After entering the carriage, the two were silent for a long time, and when Si Chengmo felt that the atmosphere was too solemn, he finally couldn't help but speak.

Ji Nihuang looked at him, her eyes were complicated, for this man, if it was in the past, she would probably throw herself into her arms, for a long time before, Miss Ji was a little watery Yanghua, but she would not refuse any handsome guy who knew and was interested. However, since experiencing great changes, Ji Nihuang's heart has changed greatly, and even for men, it has had a great psychological shadow.

Si Chengmo is a funny man, his appearance and family background are impeccable, and more importantly, he cares for Ji Nihuang. These Ji Nihuang are all in her eyes, and she can feel them. But she wasn't ready to accept the other yet.

"Brother Sicheng, you are a good person, you are very good to me, and I know your intentions, but I am not prepared to accept a man for the time being. That person is my junior brother, who had crossed paths in the Beiyue Sect before, and this time, he and I both escaped by luck, so don't think too much about it. Ji Nihuang no longer hid, and went straight to the topic and the point.

Si Chengmo was slightly stunned, and then said, "I understand, but I will wait for you, I will not give up." ”

Now that the other party has made it clear, he also took the opportunity to show his heart.

Ji Nihuang sighed faintly: "I'm tired, I want to stop and be quiet." ”

Si Cheng smiled silently: "It's okay, no matter what, I will always be by your side." ”

Windy City, a small city in the middle of a valley. This city is at the junction of the demon world and human territory, and there are three sects and nine streams in the city, and there are mixed fish and dragons. Although this city is in the territory of mankind, in fact, it is a place of ignorance. There are humans, demons, demons, giants, elves and sea dragons in the city, and it is not the government yamen who governs this place, but a gang called the Black Tuo Society, which is a gang headed by demons, and the gang is composed of all kinds of people, all kinds of people, but also mud and sand, and it is chaotic.

As night falls, the streets are dimly lit and the wind carries scattered snowflakes and slowly drifts down.

Wind Soul Fang, a wine shop located in the north of the city.

At the beginning of the day, the business of the liquor store began to boom. From time to time, a horse-drawn cart carrying people and others stops at the door, and diners get out of the car, then call friends and enter the restaurant. There are a few beggars around the door, and whenever a well-dressed diner passes by, they will hold out their broken bowls, hoping that the other party will reward them with a few copper plates. If you run into someone who is in a good mood, or you will throw them a dollar or two, and if you meet someone who is bad, you will kick them over, and then the broken bowl in their hand will also be broken.

A young man with a scar on his face as thick as an index finger walked slowly from the side of the street. He was a burly man, with a long knife diagonally behind him, wrapped in a brown coarse cloth, and only the simple hilt of the knife leaked out. He was dressed in a gray-brown coarse coat, with a bag tied with strips of cloth on his head, his eyes were fierce, and his face was fierce, which was the standard appearance of countless people in this small city.

The man with the scar walked to the door of the Wind Soul Workshop, facing three or four beggars who came around, just glanced indifferently, and had no intention of giving alms, when he walked to the threshold of the store, he still turned around, his face was still indifferent, but he had already found a few copper coins in his hand and threw them on the ground. Then the beggars snorted and pounced and snatched it.

Scar Man ignored it and went straight to the store.

The hall on the first floor was full of people, like a pot of porridge. There are drunk demons roaring, or excited demons laughing, and sea dragons flicking the slime that fell from their bodies and accidentally throwing it on a certain master's body, and then a brawl broke out, crackling and fighting. However, the fierce fight did not startle the swordsman and swordsman who were eating and drinking next to him, and they should eat and drink, unless someone lifted the table, or they were unmoved.

The petty conflict was soon suppressed by the Black Tuo Society's thugs and disappeared into invisibility. Then one of the demons involved and a sea dragon were thrown out of the store.

Business in the store was not affected in the slightest, in fact, similar fights were staged every day, and it was not uncommon for people to be killed on the spot.

Scarman looked around in the bustling crowd, and waited for a long time to find a seat, and at the same time, some people saw the vacant seat, but Scarman sat down on that seat first, and the man glared at him fiercely, probably totally, this guy was not easy to mess with, so he gave up his efforts to fight for a seat with Scarman.

For this kind of friction for seats, Hei Tuo will always care, and they don't have a rule to get a number to queue, anyway, whoever has a big fist will have a seat to sit on, and only with a seat can they enjoy food. Of course, the food here tastes very average, no different from pig food, and the price is not cheap, but in this small town where food is scarce and chaotic and dangerous, it is good to have a place to eat, and many times, even if you have money, you can't buy food. Because everything about eating in this small city is monopolized by the Black Tuo Society.

Scarred Man ate his noodles while looking diagonally at a relatively quiet corner where a lean, thin man sits. The man was also quietly eating noodles. Since it is just a satisfying stomach, it doesn't matter how high or low the taste is, a bowl of noodles is sucked and sucked, divided by two by three, and eaten in a moment. After eating, the account was settled, and the thin man came out of the door. When he left, he put on the thick cotton jacket, so that his body, which was extremely thin and thin, was not so thin in the cold wind.

The Wind Soul Workshop was far away, the surrounding streets were already dark, the moonlight in the sky was misty, the thin man wrapped his clothes tightly, shrunk his head, hummed a little song, and walked happily under his feet.

Suddenly, there was a tall figure standing in front of him, a faint gray light flashed there, the pupils in the thin man's eyes shrank slightly, his footsteps stopped unconsciously, coughed, and said loudly: "There is no money in your pocket, don't pestle there, what should you do?" ”

This man blocked the road with a knife, and his clothes were rough, so he thought he was a money-seeker.

The man stood motionless, and he couldn't see the man because the light was too dim.

"Grandma's!" the thin man scolded, in fact, the people who can fight in the rivers and lakes of Windy City all have some skills, or they all have the ability to stand on this world. Attacks and killings in the rivers and lakes are a common thing, the so-called horizontal ones are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of dying, and at the moment, this kind of killer who seems to be stupid and stupid is actually the most headache.

The thin man pulled out the knife hanging from his waist, he didn't know why the other party wanted to intercept him, but it didn't matter, anyway, the other party was going to kill him, knowing this, it was enough.

The scarred man bared his teeth and roared, and the tip of the machete slashed across the ground, bringing out a spark that pierced the night sky with a piercing sound, provoking a barking dog in the nearby courtyard.

The thin man raised the knife in his hand slightly, spotted the opponent's approach, and slashed over.

Bell bell!

The thin man and the scar man slashed each other with knives, shouting, in the darkness, the sparks bloomed in the night, although they couldn't see each other clearly, but with the shaking of the figures and the slight light of the sparks, the two swordsmen killed equally.

As the outlaws of the rivers and lakes licking blood on the knife edge, the knife skills of the two are all wild roads, but compared with the right way, the wild road is not necessarily bad, although the wild road is not as wide as the right road, the middle is strong, but the lethality is vividly reflected in the words ruthless yin. is a crazy slash between the two, and the degree of ferocity is also terrifying.

What's even more jaw-dropping is that the two actually killed each other in a state of discredit.

However, the skills of the two are not of the same level after all, and the skills of the scar man are higher, so when the two of them killed dozens of moves, the thin man was not careful, and was stabbed by the other party, turned the knife into a palm, and hit the right shoulder with a palm, the shoulder was dislocated, and the person flew out.

"The surname is Wu, I'll send you to see Zhang Lao Liu!" shouted angrily, and the scarred man pounced on him, slashing at the other party's head with a single sword.

The thin man made the knife with his right hand, and his right shoulder was dislocated, and his entire right arm was useless for a while, and the momentum of the scar man rushing over was as fast as thunder, and this moment of lightning and fire did not allow him to make a decent reaction, in fact, he was also frightened by the name shouted by the other party and the fierce posture.

Seeing that his big head was about to be split in half, but for some reason, Scarman's figure that jumped into the air seemed to hit a trampoline, and bounced backwards at once. A shallow arc was drawn in the night sky, and with a plop, the man fell to the ground three feet behind him.

Such a change not only frightened the scarred man, but even the thin man was stunned.

The frozen atmosphere only lasted for a moment, and Scar Man jumped up from the ground with a carp, and rushed towards the thin man with his knife again.

He doesn't believe in evil!

Thump!

He was once again pushed away by a powerful force!

Windy City is a place of three things, where most of the people who eat together are outlaws in the rivers and lakes, such a mixed place, in fact, many super strong martial artists disdain, so whether it is a scar man or a thin man, he has been mixed in this river and lake for so long, and he has never met a real super martial artist, but ordinary martial artists they can still see from time to time. However, the skill of these warriors is just like that, to say that like tonight, the terrible scene where no one has seen it, but people have been knocked out by him for several feet, has never happened.

"Come out if it's a man, don't fuck a sneaky pussy. Scar Man roared angrily, this time he didn't dare to pounce on the thin man again, although he was very, but the strength of others really crushed him, and he had to accept this fact.