At this moment, Linjiang City, Drunken Spring Building.

As the largest place to relax in the entire Linjiang City, the drunken spring building at night is the most dazzling existence.

Not for anything else, just because this is where men's desires can be satisfied.

If you want to gamble for money, Zuichun Lou has the largest casino "Ginkgo" in the entire Linjiang and even in the entire Jiangnan.

Horse hanging, card play, betting, and surname......

From day to night, from cold spring to cold winter, from high-ranking officials in the court, down to merchants and peddlers.

They all gathered around the table, enjoying the heartbeat of the moment of victory and defeat.

Even those famous children in the rivers and lakes are not a few who appear here.

It is precisely because of their arrival that it is said that in the back garden of Zuichun Building, there is also the so-called martial arts gambling.

Compare swords, fists, and light skills......

Even more than life and death.

That's the ultimate pleasure.

As for whether there were any deaths, or what sectarian conflicts arose as a result, that's all for later.

......

But if you don't care about gambling money, you don't even care about it.

The word "drunk" in Zuichun Lou is not called in vain.

But if you say, you are neither for drinking nor for gambling.

Then, you can only be a woman for it.

Maybe it's an elegant girl who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, or maybe it's an empathetic woman.

Or maybe a famous woman who is good at kung fu wants to experience a stimulating feeling from pain in addition to love.

Or even some bizarre requests......

Men's needs are always too many, varied, and countless.

And Zuichun Building is the best place to solve the demand.

But if you tell me, is there anyone who doesn't gamble, doesn't come to drink, and doesn't come to fall in love?

Maybe somewhere else you'll be taken for a fool and kicked in the middle of the street by two strong guards.

While you feel the coldness and hardness of the ground, you also receive a few painless ridicules.

But if you ask like this in Zuichun Building, then I will say, yes.

There are not many people, only one.

Who?

Zhang Bugou.

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Zhang Bugou is just like his name, he doesn't smile, and it's even more outrageous than this.

He couldn't even speak three sentences a month.

From the beginning of the year to the end of the year, he was always dressed in clean gray, a pair of freshly woven straw sandals, and a long sword.

and a face that makes people forget it at a glance.

But this person has one of the biggest characteristics, he often haunts the Fengyue places in various places.

He doesn't look for women, he doesn't drink, he doesn't gamble.

He sat in the corner and watched.

Who knows what he's looking at?

If it is placed in Saibei, this kind of person may be regarded as a "street rookie".

But one thing is different is that the "street wanderers" just wander around with nothing to do all day long, saying some big things that don't make sense.

Zhang Bugou doesn't like to talk, and he has a "job" that allows him to make ends meet.

Of course, in most cases, he only needs to work once, which is enough for him to live for a year.

He's a no-nonsense killer.

But today's killers are so many!

Everyone can name five or six killers for you just by mentioning it.

Such as "Three Swords of the Central Plains", "Silent Silver Arrow", and "Poison Langjun".

Some people will even brag about the fact that some distant relatives are killers, and then take them out after drinking.

It turned out to be a good thing, five people got drunk, and three said that the people they knew were killers.

As for the other two, they are not killers, they are also assassins.

Now, Zhang Bugou's job is even more difficult to accept.

But fortunately, tonight, someone finally came looking for him.

At this moment, in a certain room in the Zuichun Building.

Zhang Bugou looked at the somewhat lazy young man in front of him silently.

A black knife, a pair of silver bells.

Don Juan is as dazzling as a star in the night.

Of course, there are many stars in the sky, and he should belong to the kind that is not too bright.

Zhang Bugou blinked, and then moved his gaze to the small-eyed fat man with a blank look, and the beautiful girl who was like a fairy.

The fat man is fat, like a pig.

The girl is very beautiful, like a daughter-in-law.

Thinking of this, Zhang Bugou moved his gaze to Don Juan again.

Then time in the room seemed to freeze again.

Don Juan and Zhang Bugou are like being angry, it seems that whoever speaks first will lose.

But the scene of two men looking at each other with affection is really imaginative.

Finally, Wang Kouqi could no longer stand the depression in the room.

He walked to Don Juan's side and asked impatiently, "Childe, the person you are looking for is a mute?"

"No, he just doesn't like to talk. Don Juan shook his head and chuckled softly.

"Then what should I do? Just stare at it?" Wang Kou scratched his head, he didn't want to wait here, after all, he came out tonight to eat.

"Well, okay. ”

Tang Juan smiled helplessly, and then said to Zhang Bukuo, who was always silent: "I wonder if you haven't seen me for three years, so you have to say a word." ”

"After all, the friendship between our brothers, there is no other pair in the world. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Bugou just nodded, then was silent for a while, and finally four words jumped out of his mouth, "Half dead." ”

"Almost. Hearing Zhang Bugou's words, Don Juan raised his eyebrows and nodded with a smile.

"Hey, why are you talking like that!" Wang Kou frowned, and couldn't help but scold, wanting to get off the horse.

But Zhang Bugou glanced at Wang Kouqi, and then moved his gaze back to Don Juan.

What the hell am I ......

Wang Kou blinked, it was the first time he had seen such a boring person after so many years of traveling south and north.

"If you get fat, just pretend. ”

Seeing that Wang Kouqi really wanted to compare with Zhang Bugou, Tang Juan hurriedly stopped him.

"Otherwise, I will have to pay not only for your funeral, but also for him. ”

"Then you really lost my wife's book. ”

Recalling Wang Kouqi's farce tonight, Don Juan chuckled softly.

And Mei Raoshuang on the side heard the words "wife", and a strange ripple suddenly appeared in her eyes, and then disappeared.

"What did Childe say, why did you have to give him money. ”

Wang Kouqi was also confused when he heard Don Juan's words, what does it mean that I have to give him money if I beat him?

Isn't that stupid?

"He's a killer, and if he kills you, he doesn't have to ask me for money. ”

Don Juan gave him a blank look and said as a matter of course.

"What do you say? Before Wang Kou begged to retort, Tang Juan instead asked Zhang Bugou, who was silent on the side.

Zhang Bu was silent, but nodded slightly.

"Then son, why do you want to give it!" Wang Kou begged to see that Zhang Bugou also looked as he should be, and he only felt a ball of anger burning in his heart, and his tone with Tang Juan at the moment was also a little unpolite.

"I'm afraid of death. ”

Don Juan was not angry at Wang Kouqi's rudeness, but patted his belly lightly and said with a smile.

"That's okay, Brother Zhang is ruthless, I'll take the fat man. I saw Wang Kouqi take a step back cleanly, and then arched his hand at Zhang Bukuo, his face was already full of respect.

It's as if the indignant look just now is like a fart, it's just a little taste, and it doesn't have any practical effect.

But Don Juan still saw Wang Kouqi's round belly trembling slightly.

Just kidding! As a saint, his own son can't beat him, and I, a newcomer to the imperial realm, am afraid that this fat body is not enough for him to kill.

Isn't it normal to coax it?

Wang Kouqi straightened his stomach a little stiffly and thought.

Although Don Juan was smiling, the solemnity between his words was clear to everyone present, no matter who was present at the moment.

"Come on, it's not too early, it's time to get down to business. ”

Don Juan slapped his hand and drew everyone's attention back.

Zhang Bugou nodded, he really likes to listen to others talk nonsense, but he doesn't like others to talk nonsense to himself.

Don Juan glanced at Mei Raoshuang, who happened to be looking at him at the moment.

"Two things to do. Don Juan quickly withdrew his gaze, and then said pretending to be calm.

"Jian Tianzi asked me to help him kill him for five days and then this rampant world, I am afraid that there will be an accident, so I need your help. ”

"After all, there was an unknown saint who appeared with the rampant world last month, and I am afraid that I will not be able to cope with it. ”

Although Tang Juan's tone was flat, Mei Raoshuang and Wang Kouqi on the side were all shocked after hearing it.

That's a saint, Don Juan just planned it so casually?

And the person you're looking for is still a mute who can't speak?

"What about the Sword Prince?" Zhang Bugou suddenly asked out loud after listening.

Mei Raoshuang and Wang Kou were both stunned, not knowing what Zhang Bugou was talking about.

"Uh...... You mean, if you directly slaughter the Sword Heavenly Son, will everything be solved?"

Tang Juan secretly glanced at Mei Raoshuang, whose face gradually cooled, and tried to interpret Zhang Bugou's words.

Zhang Bugou nodded.

"It's true that this is not a solution, but the demonic qi in my body still needs to be suppressed by his sword intent. ”

"I can too. Zhang Bugou looked at Tang Juan, and then in this empty room, the air that was about to freeze was suddenly filled with countless sword intents.

The sword intent is dense, but it is all-encompassing.

It appeared in Don Juan's ears, Mei Raoshuang's hair, and Wang Kouqi's belly swimming slowly, without killing intent, without intent.

Only the sharpness that tore everything apart.

......

......

She was able to release her sword intent like this in an instant, until Fang Cai, she had only seen such a scene in her own senior brother.

I didn't expect that Zhang Bugou, who was wooden in front of him, could do this!

Could it be that he is one of the remaining seven saints who have not entered the world?

Thinking of this, Mei Raoshuang remained motionless, her eyes full of fear.

And Wang Kouqi is desperately trying to close his stomach at the moment, for fear that as soon as he relaxes, a piece of his stomach will be cut off.

"You wish I was dead. At this time, I saw Don Juan stretch out his slender finger and gently touch it in the air in front of him, and several fine wounds had already appeared on his fingers that were originally like white jade.

The wound was very thin, and under the operation of Don Juan's true qi, it was visibly healed to the naked eye.

"This kind of sword intent entered my body, I'm afraid I won't even be able to live a breath. ”

Don Juan blinked and chuckled softly.

"It's a pity. Zhang Bugou sighed lowly, and then all the sword intent in the room was withdrawn by him.

"You'd better stop talking. Tang Juan said with a wry smile, obviously he was also angry with Zhang Bugou's words.

"The second thing is to delegate and to pay for it. Don Juan crossed his fingers and placed them on his lap, making it look like he was winning.

Zhang Bugou seemed to have guessed Don Juan's thoughts, he nodded, and still asked softly, "What is it?"

"In the next three days, I will lift some of the restrictions on the demonic aura within my body, and what you have to do is to cut them as much as you can. ”

Speaking of this, Don Juan said with some meaning: "And I am also very likely to fall into the devil, so you must do your best." ”

"Maybe this can also be counted as a battle before the battle for the sky?"

Hearing Don Juan's words as if joking, Zhang Bukuo didn't speak, but gently stroked the slightly rusty scabbard with his rough hand.

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......

It was night, and the Zuichun Building was still as noisy as usual.

The drunken man lay on the table and fell asleep, and there were a few slight snorings;

The loser tore his hair and let out painful remorse.

In the room, the young boy reached out and took the piano that the beautiful woman was playing, and then got into the warm and soft embrace, and threw her on the thin quilt.

The smile of a woman, the gasp of a man, and the fragrant aroma that fills the air are filled with infinite joy.

No one cared about the sudden sound of a sword between heaven and earth.

No one heard a silver bell rattling softly.

But tonight, it's destined to be sleepless.