There is no blood in the killing, and there is a little red under the sword.

I don't know when this was praised by people.

In fact, since the time he stepped into the killer industry, he never thought of having such a reputation.

I don't want to, and I don't need to.

The reason why his sword kills people without seeing blood is because the sword is fast and sharp enough.

The reason why he is fast and neat enough is because he doesn't want to die.

Not only do you not want to die, but you also want others to die.

Then it's just faster and neater than others.

So his original name was very simple, maybe it was called Little Red, Little Green, Little Flower and Little Grass.

The sword in his hand is also very simple, unlike some swords called peerless swords, some swords called Wushuang, Zhu Xian, Breaking the Sun, and so on.

His sword is a sword, a sword that kills.

When a person is too famous, it is not necessarily a good thing, and it is not necessarily a good thing to think that something becomes complicated.

Unfortunately, sometimes it is too late for people to understand some truths.

Zhongyuan is a little red, but he doesn't regret it at this time, and he doesn't even feel depressed.

On the contrary, I was happy.

Because after he escaped from the cottage in the four places, he saw a person halfway up the mountain.

Like him, dressed in black, with black boots, a miserable white human skin mask, and a simple sword, the man with colder eyes under the mask.

Seeing such a person, he seemed to see his former self, so simple.

Simple eating, drinking, killing.

Come back and eat, drink, and kill.

He doesn't practice swords.

He practiced swords to kill.

So when he kills, he is practicing swords.

It wasn't until he began to become famous, that every time the money bag he brought back from killing became heavier, it seemed that something had changed and was not pure......

Silent.

The communication between killers only needs to use eyes, atmosphere, and life.

Nakahara could feel his life passing, but his hand holding the sword was more stable than ever.

Before you die, you can regain the most familiar feeling you once had.

It's like when I was a child, I saw the girl I liked at the entrance of the village and smiled at him, so excited, enthusiastic, and forgetting to die!

Wow –

Wow –

Two people, two swords, unsheathed at the same time.

From different angles, staggered.

Two blood splatters.

Zhongyuan was a little red and his mouth was cold, and he fell to his knees, and the blood slid from his chest to his belly and into his navel.

The other also had a sword wound on his body, with a cut in his left shoulder.

But he's obviously used to it? Even the depth of the wound, where it appeared? He actually calculated it in his mind the moment he made the shot.

Killers kill people and never think about how to protect themselves? It's about how to kill the other party in the most crisp and crisp way? Even at the cost of injury.

If the Central Plains was not injured, it would not be the current ending.

But alas......

The strange killer walked towards the Central Plains a little red.

The Central Plains turned a little red and lay on his back on the ground.

Two pale faces stared at each other.

Nakahara smiled a little red, his lips fluttered, and he opened.

"Huh?" The strange killer leaned over? He also thought that Zhongyuan Dianhong was going to say some last words, asking him to help bring the money he had gotten to his relatives? Or ask the owner why he killed him.

But he didn't even think of it? What Zhongyuan said was: "I want to ...... Back in the old days, when it was easy!"

The strange killer helped Zhongyuan Yihong close his eyes, got up, and looked at Zhongyuan Xiaohong with a blank look in his eyes.

What is Simple?

What's not simple?

He looked at the sky again? The sky is cloudy? The black sky was like a mourning face.

A few drops of rain fell on his face, like round pearls, smooth broken jade, followed by more rain to brush the ground, and the fine rain silk weaved a gray curtain between heaven and earth.

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Inside the cottage in four places.

A large number of players and bandits gathered outside the courtyard? The atmosphere was calm.

Jiang Dali's huge and burly figure is like an iron tower standing in the courtyard, surrounded by everyone? Standing like a demon king in the misty autumn rain, his arms around his chest stared coldly at the corpse on the ground.

The pale mask of human skin was torn off? The result is an equally pale and featureless face.

This man has nothing but a sword, a fatal wound that pierces the heart and a wound from a previous battle? Don't even have a silver tael or two? Not to mention any sword spectrum that kills people without seeing blood.

Jiang Dali stuffed his fingers into the other party's heart and gestured? Sure it was a fatal blow, and he died from an equally crisp sword.

"Is it a killer organization? Tsing Yi Lou has been destroyed, is he from the Black Hand, or is it the Blue Dragon Society, or is it some other unknown organization?"

Jiang Dali's brows furrowed, unable to think of it.

Even in the previous life, I had heard of the name of the Central Plains a little red, but I didn't know the origin of the other party, and after the middle of the game, I never heard of this person's name again, and I thought most of them were dead.

The killer wants to retreat, just like the peach blossoms want to bloom in winter, and embarking on this path means handing over his life at any time.

Except for him, an amateur killer, Jiang Dali.

He suddenly thought about Lu Xiaofeng's woman, Xu Wei.

Although Tsing Yi Lou was destroyed, Xu Wei was covered by Lu Xiaofeng, and he was definitely not dead, maybe the other party knew the message behind a little red in the Central Plains.

"Carry down this person's body and severed hands, if Chu Liuxiang wants to come and get it, tell him to take it away for 10,000 taels of silver, otherwise it will be a big deal!"

Jiang vigorously waved his hand and ordered.

Looking up at the gloomy sky overhead, he felt a wave of irritability, and there was always a feeling that something was out of his control, even like an eye was staring at him in the dark.

Because he was not sure, or maybe he was too sensitive and suspicious, he could only put it down to delusion.

Fortunately, when he turned his head to look at the person embroidering behind the screen in the room, he felt a little sure in his heart.

This is a strong man in the comprehensive martial arts world, but fortunately, he did not make a mistake in saving Dongfang with the move he once made.

At least from now on, there will be a strong alliance that will not remain isolated.

Although Dongfang is undefeated sometimes on the surface and does not take anyone seriously, a cold, arrogant and self-appreciating posture, it will not stand idly by when it is dangerous for those who are recognized.

"I don't know which deflated calf spent a lot of money to ask the Central Plains to assassinate Lao Tzu with a little red, damn it! Don't let Lao Tzu catch it, if you catch it, you must shoot shit!"

Jiang Dali shook the raindrops on the black cloak, strode into the house, and heard the slight snoring of Wang Yuyan after being drunk in the bedroom of the side room, and his heart suddenly moved, thinking of a person.

"Could it be that Murong Fu's villain?"

"Hey, it's very likely that it's this hypocrite, and the financial resources of the Murong family are definitely enough for him to spend a lot of money to ask for a little red in the Central Plains, and he also has a reason to ask a little red to kill me. ”

"But it was so obvious that I could guess that it might have been an assassination that he had ordered, and it didn't seem like his handiwork. ”

Jiang vigorously squeezed his fist violently, making a bone creaking sound, and his eyes shot coldly, "Whether it's this bastard or not, Lao Tzu will think it's him, it's right to beat him!"

I glanced at the autumn rain that was still falling in the sky.

Jiang vigorously dispelled the idea of returning to Huizhou today.

Summoning the player's yin wind, he threw the lonely old man's tomb hidden map in the sword box that had been rubbed down to the two of them.

The two of them were pleasantly surprised when they saw this.

Jiang Dali instructed lightly, "The tomb of the lonely old man is in a forest not far from Luoyang City, and the most conspicuous sign is that there is a black tripod in front of the tomb.

After you have put the cottage in order, you will bring some people over, enter the tomb in the manner recorded in the map, and bring me all the valuable jewels inside back to the cottage.

Anyone who dares to snatch it should immediately report me to the name of Jiang Dali, the owner of the Black Wind Village, and if anyone is not satisfied, notify me immediately. ”

"Yes, don't worry, the owner of the village, our husband and wife will definitely complete the task. ”

The two of them hurriedly bowed down and received the order.

"Hmm. Come here!"

Jiang Dali beckoned to the two.

Yin Feng was surprised, but they still stepped forward obediently.

Hmmm-

Jiang Dali suddenly raised his two arms and suddenly landed on the dantian of the two.

When the two of them were shocked.

An incomparably abundant internal qi instantly entered the two of them from Jiang Dali's arm and merged into the dantian.

Suddenly.

The panel vibrates constantly, and a hint is heard.

"You get the Black Wind Village Lord Jiang to vigorously transmit the power, and the upper limit of your total internal qi will increase by 100 points......"

"You get the Black Wind Village Lord Jiang to vigorously pass on the power, and the upper limit of your total internal qi will increase by 200 points......"

"You get the ...... of the Black Wind Village"

After half a column of incense.

Yin Feng Shuangsha left the house with a look of surprise and excitement, and his loyalty and sense of belonging to the Black Wind Village couldn't help but become higher.

Both of them have increased the upper limit of internal qi by 300 points respectively, and although the strength realm has not been improved, the total amount of internal qi has increased by a full third, and the combat effectiveness will obviously increase a lot.

Although the internal qi that Jiang Dali passed on to them caused them to be mixed now, and even after Jiang Dali helped them regulate and refine, they still had some masculine aura, which was quite difficult to control.

However, this kind of disadvantage that only takes time to slowly run in and transform will come naturally, and it is naturally acceptable compared to the benefits of improving the internal qi so much.

In the room, Jiang Dali's eyes were shining as he stared at the true qi of Jiuyang's wedding dress, which had fallen by 60 points and turned into 11,040 points, thoughtfully, and a satisfied smile gradually appeared on his face.

Fang Cai passed on the power to the two Yin Feng Shuangsha, not only to improve the combat effectiveness of these two players, but also to try whether the idea of spreading the power to the players was mature.

As a result, this is the first time I tried it, and it feels pretty good.

With the purity of the true qi of the Jiuyang wedding dress, this kind of heterogeneous true qi is powerful.

Even if he deliberately restrained it, there were not many people who passed it on to the two of them.

Compared to the ordinary level of internal qi refinement of the two, it is still a majestic internal qi.

After all, one is the true qi of the different species, and the other is the internal qi, and there is a difference in nature.

And the loss of the true qi of the 60-point Jiuyang wedding dress, for Jiang Dali, is completely a drop in the bucket, and it has no impact at all.

Command the people to prepare fragrant soup for bathing, and burn incense to burn the fire.

Jiang Dali opened the Jianghu forum to check the latest news.

Undoubtedly, this time he still made a big splash, fighting the thief saint thief, and even encountered a little red assassination in the Central Plains.

Such deeds naturally spread widely through players.

And the rudder of Black Wind Village in Luoyang also became an instant hit by this special way and was known by a large number of players.

More players around Luoyang were attracted, and many people directly left what they were doing and rushed from the post station to Luoyang Sidi Mountain, ready to join Black Wind Village.

Jiang Dali was quite satisfied when he saw such a scene.

The thief and thief wanted to take things from him Jiang Dali, why didn't he want to use the fame of these two people to further fuel the arrogance of Heifeng Village.

Besides, although he gave the sword box to the two of them.

But he had already left a treasure map of the mechanism hidden in the sword box and printed it, which was equivalent to no loss at all.

It won't be long before the Yin Wind Twin Evil Spirits will take a large number of Black Wind Zhai brothers to empty the grave of the lonely old man.

At that time, if any moths jump out, the mess will be handed over to Chu Liuxiang, who bumped into it, to clean up.

Thinking of the pride, Jiang Dali couldn't help but tap his fingers on the table to make a clicking sound, laughing so much that the houses were trembling, and the mountain bandits outside who had just surrendered not long ago all looked at each other and were uneasy......

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