Several people stepped into the hotel one after another, and the noisy voices in the hotel immediately stopped.

A few people even put down their chopsticks, lowered their heads, and didn't dare to take a breath.

Hei Wuchang said with a smile: "Every time I come here, I think Meng Po Hotel is very elegant and quiet, but others tell me that it is often crowded here." ”

Bai Wuchang glanced at the people in the hall, and responded warmly, "Maybe it's all because of the lack of heart." Let's hurry inside, don't keep standing in the lobby and mess with people's business. ”

In the silence of everyone, a few people walked slowly down the aisle, and only the footsteps of a few people could be heard, and there was no sound of cups.

It wasn't until a few people entered the box in the deepest part of the aisle that the noise that had been building up for a long time exploded in the hall again, and a few tables of guests hurriedly got up, and before they finished their meals, they hurriedly checked out and left.

This private room is the one that Li Jianguo once came to before, and now it is still a small pavilion with flowing water, and the flowers and plants are pleasant. Hei Impermanence walked in with ease and beckoned everyone to sit down one by one.

The waiter was already waiting at the door, and when everyone was finished, he asked softly, "Master Fan, what is the same?" ”

"No, no, there are distinguished guests today," Hei Wuchang waved his hand, "The grade is a little higher, let your kitchen arrange it." ”

"Okay, everyone, wait a minute."

The waiter slowly exited the door, and Li Jianguo turned his head and asked Hei Wuchang: "Lord Fan seems to come often?" ”

"Not really, every now and then."

"Oh? That Lord Fan seems to be quite wealthy. ”

Hei Wuchang laughed and said, "It's naturally better than Lord Bao," and then Hei Wuchang said to Li Jianguo with a mysterious face, "I still have a little special way to make money, of course, it is absolutely legal and compliant, Lord Bao is here, and he can stand up to inspection!" ”

Bao Zheng smiled and did not speak.

"What about Lord Xie? Will you do that "money-making channel" with Master Fan? ”

Hei Wuchang glanced at Bai Wuchang with disgust: "Just him? Lao Xie knows how to fart, he wants to save face and suffer crimes, he is thin-skinned and can't pull his face. To tell you the truth, now Lao Xie is just a little white face who rubs me and eats and drinks me...... You see he's still blowing his beard and glaring, what's wrong, I'm not right, Lao Xie? You glance at me again! Be careful, I'll give you pocket money deductions! ”

Bai Wuchang looked indifferent: "Then where do you go in the future, don't always call me, it's good for me to be alone." The money you gave me was basically all spent with you jumping up and down, and my own words alone were more than enough. ”

Hei Wuchang was obviously held the lifeline, and it was not easy to refute anything with Bai Wuchang, so he had to smirk and say to Li Jianguo: "Look at him, no one takes him to play, I take him to play, and I still don't appreciate it, okay, I am kind as a donkey's liver and lungs!" ”

The door of the private room slowly opened, and the waiter walked in with a table of food.

Lin Ling's eyes were straight, and he stared straight at the plates of food on the table.

Several people also saw Lin Ling's hungry desire at a glance, and Hei Wuchang smiled: "Lin Ling, why do you feel like you haven't eaten anything good?" Does Master Li usually treat you badly? ”

Lin Ling thought for a while and replied, "Master Li didn't take me to eat, so he let me knock some melon seeds, drink some tea, and nothing else." ”

Black and white impermanence was silent.

They are all Li Jianguo's closed disciples, and they have been with Li Jianguo for so long...... Don't even have a full meal? Just knock melon seeds? What the hell?

Could it be that this is ...... A special way of doing it?

No wonder Lin Ling killed such a large table just now...... Rice.

Hei Wuchang whispered to Bai Wuchang: "Thank you, I am still very good to you. ”

"Shut up."

Hei Wuchang was bored, but his expression was not affected at all, he glanced at Lin Ling, smiled heartily, and waved his big hand: "Come, Miss Lin, move the chopsticks!" ”

When Lin Ling heard it, he reluctantly put the plate from his mouth, closed his mouth, and reluctantly picked up the chopsticks.

Hei Wuchang clapped his hands: "Waiter, pour some wine." ”

The pouring slowly falls down the rim of the glass, illuminating a jet of clear water.

……

Pillars of blood splattered on the ground, instantly solidifying into scabs on the dry ground, scattering warm blood gas.

He listened to the sound of his own hurried footsteps running past the ground, breathing backwards with all his might, and with each breath he felt a burning pain.

There was fluid on the eyelids that I didn't know if it was blood or sweat, and I couldn't open my eyes. The shouting behind him was still coming, and he was clutching the wound on his right arm, and now the blood was still spilling from half of his forearm.

Suddenly there was a sound of wind behind my ears.

Sou!

Another arrow.

As if he had been trampled on by an elephant in his left shoulder, he stumbled forward with his whole body, and he barely stumbled forward a few steps, staggered to his feet again, and continued to run forward without stopping.

You can't fall now, but if you fall, you can't get up again.

In front of you is a dead forest, as long as you pass the dry forest, you will reach Yin Mountain.

He now focused all his thoughts on Yin Mountain.

As long as you get to Yinshan......

Behind him came the sound of horses' hooves, and their noisy shouts:

"Quick! Can't let him go to Yin Mountain! ”

"Stop him!"

"I've been hit by 7 arrows, and half of my arm is gone, why are you still running?"

The sound of horses' hooves is getting closer.

There was a sudden chill in his neck, and he subconsciously lowered his head.

He dodged a feathered arrow aimed at the back of his head.

Several more feathered arrows flew past him.

Did you get an arrow again?

I don't know, he just ran desperately, blood spilled on the ground, and his body was getting cold.

He felt as if a layer of dry frost had curdled at the corners of his mouth.

Dead woods, just a stone's throw away.

But the sound of horses' hooves was already behind him.

The sound of breaking wind.

I guess it's the sound of a blade falling.

He didn't hide.

He knew he couldn't hide.

The Yin Mountain in his vision suddenly blurred, and the Yin Mountain turned into a blood-red afterimage, and fell crookedly into his field of vision.

He also wanted to run.

Then he saw that his legs were not attached to his body, and above his waist were now a cloud of air with blood horns.

He looked at the dead woods.

Blood spilled into his eyes, and they were red.

The dead forest, which had been silent for 10,000 years, now seemed to be overgrown with blood-red branches and leaves. Blood flowed in his eyes, as if an autumn wind was blowing through a dense maple forest, rustling.

A panting voice came from the side:

“…… Real NM can run, this arrow has poked into his lung tube, and NM runs, I'm tired to death......"

"Okay, he's the last, right?"

"Our group must be, go back, tired ......"

As if venting, several people stabbed him a few more times with guns, and there were a few more bloody holes.

One remembered something and suggested, "Why don't you wait?" He is a soul, and when he is really dead, his soul should be gone, so let's work carefully, don't trouble him if he is still alive. ”

Several other people seemed to be evaluating this suggestion: "Half of his arm is gone, eight or nine arrows are inserted, and there are so many holes in his body, this is all counted, the key is that his waist is broken now, can he still live?" ”

"Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years."

"Forget it, listen to you. Don't go back too early, you might have other work. ”

Soon, his body began to burst out, silently, and the ruptured soul swirled and rose up, and in a few seconds, disappeared without a trace.

Several people shrugged their shoulders and turned to walk back, but someone was keenly aware of a strange sound.

It seems to be ...... The voice of a viper spitting out a letter.

He looked down, and from the man's scattered clothes, a round, ball-like object slipped out.

It's a bomb.

Several people looked at each other.

Bang.

All is calm.

After a few more seconds, they emerged from the smoke with bared teeth, their flesh blurred with flesh and blood, but the wounds were rapidly healing.

"It hurts me to death...... "The head of the person who said this was cut in half, and now it was like a tomato that had been bitten down, and the juice was dripping down.

"There is still this hand." The man had lost half of his arm, and now his arm was trying to grow back.

"Doesn't he know if we can kill or not?"

"That hurts enough, too."

"This time it's really dead, go back, Xiao Qiu is still waiting for us in his room."

There was silence in the group for a moment.

A timid voice: "Well, I'm here." ”

“…… So who's in that room. ”

There was another burst of silence.

A hesitant voice asked, "That's what I said, we won't fall for the trick of turning the tiger away from the mountain, right?" No way? Brothers? What do you say? ”

……

"Then I'll say a few words. I, Bao Zheng, will be out in 1027, and by 2027, it will be a thousand ......years of ups and downs in the Huan Sea."

Master Bao was obviously a little drunk, but he was still quite conscious. Li Jianguo glanced at the few people next to him, and they were all half-drunk.

Now that the wine is half-drunk, Black Impermanence puts his hand on Bai Impermanence's shoulder, chatting warmly; Li Jianguo propped his head on the dining table, listening to Bao Zheng caressing his beard and talking; Lin Ling puffed out his mouth like a hamster, and ate with warm wine in one sip.

Bao Zheng was slightly drunk, a trace of redness came out of his dark cheeks, he blushed with a black face, and continued: "I am almost ...... in the thousand years of ups and downs in this sea Only the previous few decades were floating, and the others were all sinking, sinking and sinking, sinking so much that they couldn't sink anymore, and now they are all sinking into the dungeon. The Jade Emperor made me the king of Yama, I thought that the underworld, as the place where the crimes of the yang world were judged and executed, should be the most iron-faced and selfless, but I didn't expect ......"

Li Jianguo listened to what Bao Zheng said, and suddenly found that Master Bao seemed to be a tightly sealed iron box forever, and all he saw was his family and country, and he never showed you what he looked like in his heart.

“…… After resigning from King Yama, I have been sewing and mending, but how can the gap in the river embankment be solved by sewing? I used to be lost too...... However, I saw hope in Lord Lee......"

Bao Zheng obviously wanted to talk about something today, Li Jianguo felt that the seal in Bao Zheng's heart seemed to loosen a small mouth, and through the burst of wine, maybe he could see the true thoughts of being a "person" rather than "Bao Zheng" in his heart.

However, the seal was immediately sealed.

There were three knocks at the door.

The slightly drunk Master Bao disappeared immediately, and Bao Zheng immediately returned to his usual serious expression and sat upright on the stool.

It was Meng Po who came in.

Hei Wuchang looked at the appearance of the person who came, and said with a smile: "What, did the proprietress come to settle accounts for us in person today?" ”

Bao Zheng saw Meng Po's strange expression at a glance, and he immediately stood up and took a few steps forward with a solemn expression.

Meng Po took a piece of red paper in her hand, handed it to Bao Zheng without saying a word.

Bao Zheng took the paper, looked at it carefully, and then stood in place, looking at Meng Po's face. Li Jianguo didn't see Bao Zheng's expression now.

Meng Po nodded slowly.

Bao Zheng turned around, and his voice was as heavy as lead: "It seems that the celebration banquet has ended here, my lords." ”

Bao Zheng put the paper on the dining table, and Li Jianguo saw that the red was actually stained with blood.

"Eighteen layers of hell, mutiny has fallen."