There were clouds tonight, no stars and no moon, the town was pitch black, only the faint light of the calligraphy and painting shop at the end of the street leaked a little, and when I arrived at the wine shop, it was very faint, but it was enough to see the appearance of the people.

The drunkard had some dust on his body, but there was no trace of blood, and it was obvious that he had been to many places in the past two days, but he was not anxious, because he was still in the mood to take a shower and change his clothes.

At the last moment when Helan City collapsed and the teleportation array was activated, his immeasurable realm successfully interfered with the operation of the breath of heaven and earth, he knew that Haotian and Ning Que had not been able to return to Chang'an, so he no longer needed to be anxious, he believed that in the long journey, no one could go faster and farther than himself in the Infinite Realm, just like this long cultivation career, no one lived longer and went farther than him.

It's just that his face was a little pale, his expression was a little tired, he was attacked by Ning Que first, and then he broke a hand, and he was so seriously injured that even he couldn't recover in a short time.

"I'm looking for you everywhere. ”

The drunkard looked at Sangsang and said, the dim light in the distance fell on his deep eyes, looking a little devouring, like a nocturnal beast in the wasteland.

"But I didn't expect you to come to my house. ”

Sang Sang said expressionlessly, "What are you looking for me to do?"

The drunkard said solemnly: "You make me afraid, so I must kill you as much as possible." ”

"You won't make me afraid, but I also want to kill you," Sangsang said. ”

Hearing this, the drunkard laughed out loud, as if he felt a little ridiculous.

A Haotian who has no godhead but no divine power, in fact. It's just a weak woman.

Suddenly there was a baby's cry by the big black saddle.

Sang Sang glanced over there and frowned slightly, he didn't expect that the child would suddenly be hungry at this time, it seems that noodle soup is indeed not suitable for use as a staple food now.

The drunkard was stunned, laughed slightly, and then grew louder.

"Congratulations, congratulations. ”

His laughter was extremely presumptuous, full of mockery and pity. "If you let the believers in the world. What would you think when you know that Haotian actually had a child with a mortal?"

Sang Sang was silent, thinking of the priests and deacons he had met in the capital of the Song Kingdom.

The drunkard laughed slightly, looked at her and frowned and asked, "Why?"

"What, why?"

"Why do you have to become a man? Don't say Master. Don't say Ning Que. Not to mention Ye Su. As the Lord said, if you don't want to become a human, this qiē will not happen. ”

Sangsang said: "I didn't think about it. But since you will become a human, there is nothing wrong with it. ”

The drunkard drew a sharp sword from the flask, looked at her and said, "Even if a person is good in a thousand ways, and all kinds of sufferings are counted as good, but if there is a tsubaki that is not good, there is no escape." ”

Sangsang asked, "What?"

The drunkard said, "Man, you will die." ”

Sang Sang was silent for a moment, looked at him and said calmly, "You will die too." ”

The drunkard smiled and said, "How can you die?

Sangsang looked somewhere in the night.

"You want to threaten me with her?"

The drunkard raised the sword in the pot and pointed to the beautiful wine lady who had spent a lot of good nights with him and had an incomprehensible feeling, and asked indifferently.

The words were full, and an extremely powerful and invisible sword intent broke through the night and left, landing on the throat of the wine lady before everyone, including the green lion and the black horse, could react.

A thin line of blood appeared on the neck like a jade pot of wine.

The wine lady opened her eyes and looked at the drunkard with a sword in her hand, wanting to say something, but she couldn't say anything, and the next moment, her head fell into the wine vat between the walls, and she was uneasy.

Sang Sang looked at the head of the wine lady who rose and fell with the wine, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What you want to do, Li has actually done it...... Don't you think it's ridiculous that the great gentleman of the academy, who claims to be unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness, would threaten his enemies with the lives of his innocent sister-in-law?"

The drunkard slashed the woman he loved with a sword, his expression was still indifferent, unaffected, holding a bloody sword in a pot, looking at her and saying: "I didn't say anything at the time, but it doesn't mean that I will really accept this threat, and you want to try it again? You have fallen into the world, the kingdom of God will become our eternal paradise, we will share eternity and immortality and endless glory, the meaning of life is the pursuit of eternity, before that, what is love? What is any rest?"

His status in human society and even in the entire history of mankind is actually very high, for ordinary people, he is a living god and Buddha, but at this time, he is more like a devil with a blood sword in his hand.

Sangsang thought that for human beings, there were always some things that were more important than their own lives, but now it seems that it was just her misunderstanding, or because the human beings she had been in contact with were all those people in the academy, Weicheng, and Chang'an City, and those people were originally different from other people?

Whatever the drunkard was, and even if he no longer saw himself as a man, she was going to kill him to-night, she took the abacus from her bosom and began to dial.

Very simple action, fingertips gently move the abacus, from top to bottom or from bottom to top, the wood between the upper and lower two squares is struck by the abacus to make a crisp sound, not like a piano but like a drum, not a war drum, like a tambourine that helps the dance.

The clouds over the town suddenly became thicker, and with a cold wind from the north, the dampness in the clouds condensed into countless droplets, and when they fell, it was a torrential rain.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The rain fell on the town, washing the houses that had been looted by the refugees, washing the felt cloth on the butcher's shop, or because the greasy on the felt towel was too heavy, the rain could not wash it clean, and some anger, the water droplets turned into sharp blades, silently dissolving the felt cloth into rags, and then eroded all the brick and stone beams of the butcher's shop into hollows, and after a few breaths, the butcher's shop collapsed into ruins, and the blood and greasy blood that had accumulated on the ground for countless years were also washed away, and flowed down the waterfall-like water into the crack that the butcher's previous meat knife had cut out, and reached the deep deep spring。

Immediately after the butcher's shop was destroyed, the liquor shop, the koji hidden in the back house. Countless holes were drenched in the rain like snow. The raindrops that fell into the vat were particularly dense, quickly diluting the already weak smell of wine, and the head of the wine lady dissipated and merged with the light wine. With a snap, the wine vat broke into dozens of pieces, and the wine rushed into the shop, spreading everywhere, and when it met the pillars of the house, it was like fire meeting ice, and it eroded in an instant, and the whole house began to collapse.

Torrential rain on this cold night. The abacus from Sangsang's hand. From the will in her heart, she is Haotian, that is the will of heaven and now she, unable to move the idea of summoning the breath of heaven and earth in the East China Sea into a storm to help her fight. She has no divine powers. The means she uses are imitation. She was imitating Ning Que to write talismans, turning her will into mental power, and then telling this world to know.

She uses celestial calculations to help her simulate human cultivation. Only need to calculate, it can be simulated to perfection, so she just learned Ning Que's means to write a rune, and wrote a rune After all, it was the former Haotian, whether it was learning or practicing, her progress was much more than that of human beings This terrifying rainstorm once fell in Chang'an City, and the rune she wrote, Yan Se and Ning Que both wrote, it is the legendary well character.

With the torrential rain, the powerful talisman enveloped the entire town, and the only long street in the town and the thickest cloud in the sky intersected parallel and space, which was a tic-tac-toe.

The drunkard stood by the ruins, wet, his clean clothes full of holes, his gray hair falling out, revealing the bald crown of his head, looking at the wolf bèi like a wild dog that had lost his home.

The butcher's shop was ruined, the liquor shop was ruined, and he really had no home.

The torrential rain gradually stopped, and the wine jug in the drunkard's hand was dripping, a little heavier than before, and the rain on his body turned into blood, and he looked extremely injured, but he did not fall.

The well character is a divine rune, but he has an immeasurable wine jug, and although Sangsang has shown a learning ability and cultivation talent that is difficult for humans to achieve, he cannot defeat him, because he cannot cross the threshold of the Five Realms by learning and simulating alone.

With wet hair in front of him, he stared at Sangsang, wolf bèi and wary.

He didn't care that he would become homeless, because his future home would be a perfect and solemn temple above the kingdom of God, and he wanted to kill Sangsang, but he needed to be sure of one thing first.

Where is Ning Que?

What the drunkard is really wary of is Ning Que, who did not appear, he was seriously injured and broke his hand under Ning Que's hands, although Ning Que was more seriously injured by him, but he knew that Ning Que's ability to recover was above himself.

As the academy had always believed, his body had long since decayed.

Decaying, but still alive, but trying to repair as new, is very difficult, whether it is an injury or something else, it always makes him nervous and intensely uneasy.

Where is Ning Que?

Sang Sang didn't know where he was now, and he didn't need to know, after leaving Helan City, whether he was sent to the Demon Sect Mountain Gate or Chengjing, Xiling or Chang'an, he would always come here.

Because she's here.

Even if his men can't reach it for a while, his arrows should arrive.

The sound of the rain was gone, the sound of the beads hitting the frame of the plate was gone, and the town was silent, and the green lion had raised his forepaw to shield the two babies from the rain, and now slowly escaped into the night with the big black horse.

“1989、0309”

Sang Sang suddenly said two numbers, she lowered her head, looking at the shape of the abacus beads, her voice was very soft, but it drifted with the wind, floating countless miles away, it should be somewhere in the north.

The day before yesterday in the cliff outside Helan City, facing the sea of mountains and flowers, when she wanted to help Ning Que shoot the viewer, she reported two numbers to confirm the direction, and the two numbers she said at this time were naturally reported to Ning Que, but I don't know why, it is exactly the same as the number the day before yesterday, what does this mean?

The drunkard's face and pupils shrank suddenly, a howl sounded in his chest, his body was blurred, and he passed through the vitality of heaven and earth, and he instantly didn't know whether he had gone hundreds or thousands of miles away.

The next moment, he came back from hundreds or thousands of miles away.

It was as if he had never left, had done nothing.

A whoosh sounded behind him.

The arrow was already behind him.

He dodged the arrow.

He looked strange, turned to look, and saw a feather arrow nailed to the broken door of a pawnshop on the side of the street, and the arrow was very shallow into the wood, and it was blown by the night wind for a few moments, and then fell.

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(After intense psychological struggles and wrestling, I decided to write another chapter, but it would definitely be late.) (To be continued......)