With this conversation, Fairy Yuheng's state of mind seemed to be bathed in the warm sun, and suddenly became brighter.

"This may not be sinking, but intoxication."

Fairy Yuheng thought silently.

Sinking is usually accompanied by depravity, accompanied by a sense of guilt hidden in the bottom of the heart; At this moment, her heart was wide open, and the young man seemed to exude a soft light, illuminating every corner of her heart.

in the compound.

Gu Qingyan, the beautiful chef, carried a basket full of needles and threads, walked to the hall, and came to the bedroom.

"Ayan, close your eyes." In the bedroom, Tian Qi looked at Gu Qingyan and commanded softly.

Gu Qingyan's heart jumped, and she vaguely understood what would happen next.

She obediently closed her eyes.

At this moment, she is still a cook, and she must listen to the words of the master.

Swish!

The purple figure flickered, turning into nine, and nine purple figures appeared everywhere around Gu Qingyan in an instant.

"Not good." Gu Qingyan's heart jumped, and before she could react, she felt that all the big points around her body had been sealed by the purple shadow.

Her face turned uncontrollably pale and bloodless, and her heart fluttered violently.

"After Miss helps you regain your strength, there will be a period of weakness, and you will need to be paralyzed for a period of time to be safe." Ziying leaned into Gu Qingyan's ear and whispered.

Gu Qingyan's face softened slightly, and she said in a trembling voice: "Purple Shadow Girl, what are you talking about?" The slave didn't understand. ”

Purple Shadow pursed her lips.

"It's okay if you don't understand, I just ask you, would you like to help my young lady?" Purple Shadow stared at Gu Qingyan's eyes.

Gu Qingyan hurriedly said: "Miss Tian Qi is the master's wife, that is, the slave's wife, as long as the slave is useful, the slave is willing to do anything." ”

"Remember what you said at the moment." Purple Shadow said softly.

"The slave is really willing to do anything for Miss Tian Qi." Gu Qingyan said again and again, she knew very well that this was the most critical time.

"Sister Zi, I'm willing to believe her." Tian Qi whispered.

Purple Shadow nodded, "I trust your vision, Miss. ”

“……”

Gu Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart beat faster.

It's approaching evening.

Li Su took the initiative to pull out.

When I came to the courtyard, I practiced my sword technique again.

It didn't take long.

Zolin arrives.

The two didn't say anything and left together.

This time, the two went further away and killed a church that specialized in beating beggars and begging for profit.

Li Su's murderous intent is very pure, in the name of hoeing the strong and helping the weak, without any psychological burden.

Zuo Lin saw this.

In the next few days, he did not directly take Li Su to kill, but led Li Su first to meet those victims.

The knife that Li Su swung became more and more decisive and direct.

"Whether it is good or evil, only with a clear conscience can the strongest sword be cut." Zuo Lin taught.

Li Su nodded, "I think the same way, you must not hesitate to swing a knife, and the kindness to the enemy is to treat yourself with cruelty." ”

"You don't hesitate because these days, the people I let you kill are all heinous bandits and bullies." Zuo Lin said lightly.

Li Sudu, indeed.

"If there is a good person who stands in your way, will you still decisively swing your knife?" Zuo Lin asked.

"Yes." Li Su replied decisively.

Zuo Lin squinted slightly, this kid is so murderous?

"If you kill good people, won't you become a villain?" Zuo Lin asked quietly.

Li Su looked at Zuo Lin and asked rhetorically: "You say, am I a good person now?" ”

Zuo Lin said lightly: "The good ones are limited, and the guts are not bad." ”

"I'm not a bad person at least." Li Su snorted lightly and said, "I'm not a bad person, why would a good person get in my way?"

Really good people will definitely not get in my way.

If he dares to get in my way, it shows that he is not really a good person.

If you are not a good person, why can't you kill it? ”

"What if he's a good guy?" Zuo Lin asked.

Li Su asked rhetorically, "Then why is he in my way?" ”

"I asked you to answer, I didn't let you ask." Zuo Lin glared.

"You're too amateurish." Li Su complained, and then replied seriously, "You know my character, if I have a guilty conscience, I will turn around and run away."

If I have a clear conscience, what does it matter if I slaughter the whole world? ”

"With a clear conscience, what's the matter if you slaughter the world..."Zuo Lin whispered, glanced at Chu Xiu, and continued to ask, "What if you find out that you killed the wrong person afterwards?" ”

"Why do you have to imagine something that didn't happen?" Li Su was speechless.

Zuo Lin said lightly: "Because you are not mature enough." ”

"If he is an old man and happens to have a daughter who is like a flower, I will help him take care of his daughter and give him a few grandchildren."

"If he just got married, I will help him take good care of his wife."

"If he happens to have a good-looking sister or sister, I'll be his brother-in-law or brother-in-law."

"Is this answer mature enough?"

Li Su sneered.

Zuo Lin's face darkened, and he was not polite, the embroidered spring knife on his waist was directly unsheathed, and the blade slashed directly at Li Su.

Li Su reacted very quickly, and immediately raised the knife to slash.

These days, the two often fight each other.

To be precise, it was Zuo Lin who fed Li Su.

"This kid is indeed the material for knife practice." Zuo Lin continued to strengthen his strength and speed, and the angle of the knife became more and more tricky.

Li Su on the other side, although his figure looks a little embarrassed, he has always been very decisive when he comes out of the knife, whether it is speed, strength, or the timing of the knife, it is just right.

…

Deep in Taihu Lake.

On the bow deck of a giant ship.

Wu Yao and Wu Fengyun are two sisters and brothers, and they are fighting Wu Jian.

Wu Yao held a black soft whip; The weapon in Wu Fengyun's hand was a heavy sword half a zhang long.

"Speed and strength can't work." Wu Jian carried his left hand behind his back, and held a dark golden lance in his right hand, which easily blocked the joint attack of Wu Yao and Wu Fengyun.

"It's Daddy, you're too strong." Wu Yao complained, and when she spoke, the black soft whip in her hand waved very unceremoniously towards Wu Jian's face.

Wu Jian only shook the long lance in his hand slightly, and the soft whip turned directly and drew towards Wu Fengyun.

"If you fail, you must first find a reason from yourself." Wu Jian said lightly.

Wu Fengyun has not said a word, his expression is focused and cold, and the heavy sword is constantly waving, but he can't enter Wu Jian's body at all.

It was my sister Wu Yao's soft whip, which struck coldly from time to time, and it was impossible to prevent it.

"Losing to Daddy, there's nothing to say." Wu Yao stabilized the soft whip and continued to attack Wu Jian, "But my brother must not be defeated by that stinky boy." ”

Whenever he thought of Li Su, Wu Yao would be angry and his teeth would itch.

Wu Fengyun's cold face faintly appeared a little depressed.

In the battle with Li Su, he failed to show his true strength twice in a row, which made him extremely aggrieved.

"With this level of combat effectiveness, even if you fight again, you will still be defeated." Wu Jian said coldly, with a slight pick of the long lance in his hand, Wu Fengyun's right hand hurt, and the heavy sword came out of his hand and slammed on the deck.

Wu Yao stopped, a touch of distress flashed in his eyes.

"Your foundation will not work." Wu Jian said bluntly.

Wu Fengyun kept a sullen face and did not speak.

"Under normal circumstances, my brother would definitely have the strength to fight." Wu Yao was not convinced, "As for me, he can't do that stinky boy." ”

"The reality is, you're all defeated." Wu Jian said lightly, "Especially Fengyun, I lost twice. ”

Wu Fengyun's face stiffened, and his fists clenched.

"Father, do you really think that your brother is not his opponent?" Wu Yao stared at his father Wu Jian, his face serious.

Wu Fengyun's heart beat a little faster, and while he was silent, he secretly pricked up his ears.