Zhao Rang pursed his lips, but he didn't expect Shen Liushu to look upright and serious, but in fact he was so superstitious.

The location of the semicolon is selected by the general number and cannot be changed. But the building structure in the semicolon is all up to Shen Liushu himself.

Zhao Rang followed Xiaolan through the hall and came to the door of a room.

Thick curtains hung on the door frames, and blackout paper was plastered on the windows, turning the whole room into a dark room.

Xiaolan made a silent gesture to Zhao Rang and whispered:

"Please also ask Zhao Gongzi to wait at the door for a while, and I will go in and report to Madame!"

Of course, Zhao Rang has no opinion.

After all, it's someone's daughter's house, if you break into it straight like this, what's the difference between it and hooligan bandits? So Zhao Rang stood at the door and waited for Xiaolan to come out with peace of mind.

There were no lights at the door, only a few lanterns hanging under the eaves of the cloister next to them, emitting a miserable white light.

Zhao Rang rubbed his eyes, and when he looked at it again, these lanterns turned red again!

Although there is no grand arrangement of lanterns in the entire Tongbao Money Village today, Shen Liushu still ordered his men to replace all the lanterns with red, which is somewhat festive.

Zhao Rang also felt that he should have been dazzled just now.

After all, no one will hang a miserable white lantern on their wedding day, what is the difference between this and cursing yourself?

However, Zhao Rang felt that there should be something wrong with his spirit...... It should be caused by excessive exhaustion.

Ever since he agreed to come to the Western Regions with Yuan Mingkong, Zhao Rang hadn't slept a good night's sleep. Even the meal was unstable, like today's happy wine, Zhao Rang didn't eat a few bites, and poured a stomach full of wine.

He had to find an opportunity to eat a full meal, not drink, and then sleep until he woke up naturally!

Such an opportunity is best in a bustling place.

Because only prosperous places have prosperous places.

In the bustling place, there can be the service that Zhao Rang wants!

But when he remembered the silver in his pocket, the spirit he had just brought up was shattered again......

Prosperous place is certainly comfortable.

But comfortable places are expensive!

Zhao Rang is very poor...... So poor that he was reluctant to even buy a new knife. And the knife in his hand now, the scabbard has been lost for a long time.

Zhao Rang never imagined that he would become so poor one day, at least before, he had not had a moment when he would worry about money.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Rang sighed and reduced the desire in his heart to the minimum, becoming: "As long as I can eat a full meal and get some sleep."

Even if there are flies flying around the place to eat, and a thick layer of grease is formed on the table, it is fine.

As for sleeping, as long as the bed isn't too hard!

Zhao Rang's request is so much, for him, the eldest son of the Zhao family, this should be pitiful!

Xiaolan had been in for a long time to go in, but the room was still quiet, and there was no movement.

Zhao rang paced back and forth in front of the door for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he came to the door curtain and wanted to ask what was going on. As soon as I stood in front of the door, a gust of wind blew in the house from nowhere, and it was biting cold, and it didn't look like it would exist in this season.

Zhao Rang couldn't help but shiver when he was blown away, and a layer of hoarfrost was condensed on his eyelashes!

But there are some benefits to this gust of wind.

It blew a corner of the blackout paper that was pasted on the window.

Zhao Rang thought about it, but still didn't lean over to look.

But this gust of wind also brought out an extremely strong rancid smell, but it went straight to Zhao Rang's nose and made him a little nauseous.

"Xiaolan?"

Zhao Rang dealt through the curtain.

"Xiaolan?!"

Seeing that there was no movement, Zhao Rang called again.

As soon as the words fell this time, Zhao Rang saw that the door curtain shook slightly, revealing a pair of women's feet from under the door curtain.

These feet are naked, white as snow, warm as jade, like sorbet in the hot summer, which can make people cool at a glance, and also like a sip of old wine in winter, which makes people warm up and down.

Immediately afterward, the feet suddenly retracted.

When he stretched it out again, he already had a pair of boots on.

These boots are made of the first layer of calfskin, and the handwork is extremely exquisite, not even a stitch can be seen on the face, and there are embroidered patterns, which are not much more than the boots worn by the princess Amani of the late kingdom.

Zhao Rang's gaze moved upward.

Anyone who sees such a pair of feet and a pair of boots will be eager to see what their owners really look like.

But when Zhao Rang looked up, he found that all he could see was the heavy door curtain.

The master had hidden his figure behind the curtain of the door.

Zhao Rang couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but at the same time, he also burned a greater desire in his heart!

Unconsciously, Zhao Rang took a few steps forward, but he wanted to reach out and open the door curtain.

Fortunately, at the last moment, his reason overcame his desire, raised his hand, put it down again, and stepped back after him.

"Hahaha!"

There was a very coquettish laugh from behind the curtain.

Zhao Rang had heard Ye Sanniang laugh and seen the princess crying, but it was not as lethal as the laughter just now.

This laughter, like a sharp blade, drilled into the body along the ear, cut through the flesh and bones, and laid out the desire that had been pressed in the deepest part of the heart, and expanded to infinity!

Zhao Rang pulled out his knife!

At the same time, the heavy door curtain shook again, and when Zhao Rang looked down again, he found that the feet were gone, and only a fast figure with two knives in his hand attacked him!

Zhao Rang suddenly figured out one thing!

That is the scar on the body of the Zhong Jiaban Kuaishou King, and it may not be caused by a hidden weapon.

A double knife can also inflict almost the same scars on him.

The premise is that the twin knives are fast enough!

But thinking about this matter, it didn't help Zhao Rang's current situation, the double knives in the figure's hand danced a knife flower, and he also changed hands.

After changing handles, the right hand is more convenient for top-down chopping.

A knife "split Huashan", wrapped in the power of the sky and the earth, Zhao let the horizontal knife block, but the tiger's mouth was numb by the shock, and the ring head knife almost came out of his hand.

But he didn't even see the appearance of the person who made the knife clearly, and there was only a sword light as bright as a star and as fine as a net in his eyes.

Behind this sword light, the figure of the man was completely hidden, and Zhao Rang could only see it vaguely.

In this regard, Zhao Rang had to hold the knife with both hands again, constantly shaking the blade of the knife, trying to compete with it.

This trick seems simple, like a child playing, but it affects the whole body!

From the waist force, mobilize the strength of the hands, so that the blade presents irregular shaking, in order to hide their true purpose of the knife.

Although it is a basic skill in knife art, if it is used well, it can be offensive and defensive, which is unguardable!

Seeing Zhao Rang use such a number of roads, the pair of knives keenly grabbed the gap in his waist and abdomen, and slashed out horizontally with a knife, as fast as thunder!

Zhao Rang's steps were a little slower, and the clothes on his body were slipped by the sharp knife, leaving a bloody mark on the flesh and skin.

Zhao Rang was secretly frightened......

"It's a master! Not an opponent! ”

Before he could recover his strength, the double knife was another move "Lonely Goose Out of the Group", and the two knives stabbed straight at Zhao Rang one after the other.

Zhao Rang took a step from the horse, turned around to dodge, and then slashed out, but unfortunately he still failed to break through this dense knife light.

"Haha!"

The coquettish laughter came again.

But Zhao Rang couldn't tell where it came from!

The sword shadows in the sky attacked Zhao Rang from all directions, so that Zhao Rang couldn't distract himself from fighting against the strange power in this laughter.

When he was upset, Zhao Rang jumped down to attack!

This knife requires not only extreme speed, but also control of the knife. Once you don't control the landing, you will become a live target.

Zhao Rang suddenly changed his moves, although he successfully weakened this sword light, but the other party was a double knife!

Zhao Rang hurriedly intercepted the knife and blocked, swinging its blade away.

Cutting knives is different from blocking.

Hold up the opponent's knife from the bottom up, with the tip of the knife forward. And from the top down, chop to the bottom of the plate, the tip of the knife is cut down.

After intercepting the opponent's blade, Zhao Rang took a step back, opened a little distance from it again, and kept turning his hands upside down, like a butterfly, and he actually used a knife to dance out of the same knife light as the other party!

"Hahahaha!"

The coquettish laughter sounded for the third time, this time longer and longer than the previous two laughs.

Zhao Rang found that his heart was suddenly beating fast for some reason, but the rhythm secretly coincided with the laughter. You have to open your mouth and take a big breath to be comfortable.

But as the heart beats faster and faster, the strength in the body has become a mess, and all that can be relied on is his own flesh and bones.

The laughter flickered far and near, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

Every laugh is like an invisible hand, which is constantly ravaging his heart, getting closer and closer, and struggling more and more uncomfortable.

Zhao Rang felt that his arms were gradually losing strength, and he couldn't even hold the knife!

He took a few dozen steps back in one breath and rested his back against the pillars of the cloister.

A lantern shook leisurely above his head, and then it was shattered by the pair of knives, and even the light and shadow of the lamp were cut into countless slices, scattered everywhere, and disappeared.

The abnormality in his body has made Zhao Rang's movements extremely slow.

He saw the twin knives that looked at him, and he knew that he had to dodge, but his body was motionless, as if it had taken root.

Zhao Rang felt that if only his heart hadn't grown where it should have been.

Because then the laughter wouldn't bother him, and he would have enough strength to hold the knife in his hand.

But no matter what he says, does, or thinks now, it's too late, it's too late.

Someone once said that one wrong thing can bring a lot of happiness. Because mistakes are one of the causes of happiness.

Now it seems that as long as a person has sound limbs, can eat and sleep, it is the greatest happiness, and it doesn't matter if the brain is a little stupid.

This is what Zhao Rang was thinking in his mind when he used his last perseverance to hold on and not fall.

At least he felt like he was dying!

Before he died, all he wanted to have was happiness!