In the carriage, Qianliu frowned, his face was full of anger, his right hand was pressed on the hilt of the sword, and his whole body exuded a palpitating chill, looking at that appearance, it seemed that he was ready to kill at any time.

Uncle Long, who was pillowing his arms, chuckled and said, "I said girl, what are you really talking about with a few rammers, you said you have a violent temper, what can you do in the future?"

Qianliu didn't seem to understand the meaning of Uncle Long's words for a while, frowned and asked, "What to do?"

Uncle Long smiled: "What else can it be?" Of course it's your marriage problem, hey, you said that you just burned a little bit like you, which man would dare to take you?"

Qianliu was slightly stunned, a touch of shame flashed in her eyes, and she was about to open her mouth with a cold snort, but when she saw the other party's smiling gaze, her momentum was involuntarily weak, and a scolding somehow turned into a shy and coquettish resentment: "What do you ......want you to do there?"

Uncle Long laughed, ignoring the faint pink on the other party's cheeks, and then said: "Isn't it all true that I don't have to worry about it, you said that any man would like a woman who draws his sword without saying a word, and he was scared away by you."

Qianliu lowered her head, her eyes seemed to be unfocused, but she subconsciously pursed her lips and whispered: "If you beat me, naturally you don't have to be afraid of me, if you can't even beat me, what's the use of that kind of man?"

Uncle Long's eyes widened suddenly, his face was indescribably wonderful, and after a while, he shook his head and chuckled: "Girl, you are really tough, even the standard for finding a man is so individual."

Qianliu's face was embarrassed, and after a while, she suddenly woke up and said angrily, "Who is looking for a man?"

Uncle Long laughed again. didn't know that the conversation between the two fell on the ears of a few people outside the carriage without any leakage.

Lin Xiu was dumbfounded, and the five people who blocked the way were strange.

"Tsk, just this voice, my bones are crispy, don't look at it, it must be a superb beauty."

"The key is that this beauty is still looking for a man......"

"What are you looking for? Aren't we ready-made?"

"Third child, don't think about it, just your two hits, it is estimated that you will be paralyzed like mud if you can't even buckle the jade door, don't go out and embarrass Lao Tzu"

"Hmph, you seem to be so awesome, who was on that little fox's belly last time and he was like a dead dog without unbuttoning his belt?"

"Fuck your uncle, I've drunk too much. ”

"Haha, the third and fourth, I said that you have an egg for doing poverty here, whether it is a mule or a horse, just take it out later. ”

"Yes, the second brother is still knowledgeable"

"I still use you to say, who doesn't know?"

......

Lin Xian was stunned when he heard this, and a coquettish voice suddenly came from the carriage: "Are you a dead person, just let them talk nonsense here, and they can't hide their mouths?"

After these words fell, Uncle Long's signature bad laugh sounded again.

Lin Xiu took a deep breath, then shrugged his shoulders as if he was a little helpless, and said to the five people in front of him, "You guys better go! I don't want to kill anyone." ”

The five of them were slightly stunned, and after a while, they laughed wildly, and the big man with a scarlet flesh mole on his eyebrows couldn't stand on his feet with a smile, and he said breathlessly: "Little horseman, your head is filled with sand, do you know what you're talking about?"

Lin Xiu sighed lightly and shook his head, his right hand landing on the hilt of the sword.

The five of them showed a look of playfulness and abuse, and the red-faced man smiled: "Fourth, he's going to take out the guy for you!"

When the words fell, several people burst into laughter again.

At this moment, a sound like the breaking of strings suddenly sounded, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

The long sword in Lin Xiu's hand reflected a dazzling light under the refraction of the sun, and the five big men subconsciously raised their hands to block it.

Suddenly, there was a clear crack in the ground! The crack spread towards the five of them at an extremely fast speed. The view was partially obscured by the raised hand, and by the time they found it, the crack was already near.

"Boom"

In the dust, the four big men each retreated a few steps to the sides, only the person in the center did not move, but his clothes were hunting and dancing wildly.

The sand gradually fell, revealing the figure of the man in the center. His right hand was still a fist away from the hilt, but for him, it was an eternity, and it could never be surpassed.

His eyes were wide open, full of incredible shock, but the shock did not get worse and worse, but gradually subsided...... Not because of his gradual calming down, but because of his fading vitality.

"Escape ......"

Leaving the last word of his life, his eyes completely lost their brilliance, and his body collapsed with a bang, raising up the dust.

"Big brother!"

Several people let out a cry of sorrow in unison, and then rushed towards the big man who fell to the ground, and after a while, the three of them unsheathed their swords and pointed directly at Lin Xiu, but they were stopped by the big man who had a scar on the right side of his face and had never opened his mouth from beginning to end.

Scarface glanced at Lin Xiu deeply, and said in a deep voice to the three people behind him, "Take the eldest brother and go!"

The three of them shouted in unison: "Second brother!"

Scarface shouted again, "I'll go!" this time, his tone was already full of anger. The three big men were drunk like this, and their faces showed unwillingness, but they surprisingly didn't say much.

The dark-faced man picked up the person on the ground, glanced at Lin Xiu deeply, and then quickly flew back with the other three, raising a cloud of sand and dust behind him.

Lin Xiu didn't continue to attack, but sighed lightly, and put his long sword into the sheath.

Qianliu in the carriage glanced at Uncle Long, who stretched out his hand to stop him, frowned, and asked coldly, "Why?"

These three words are not only to ask Lin Xiu, but also to ask Uncle Long.

Lin Xiu didn't speak, but Uncle Long said lightly: "There are some things that must be experienced!"

Lin Xiu's face outside the carriage was slightly sluggish and a little puzzled, but Qianliu showed a thoughtful gaze, and after a while, he nodded slightly.

Uncle Long closed his eyes again and said lightly: "Boy, let's go, you are getting closer and closer to the rivers and lakes." ”

Lin Xiu's brows furrowed even deeper, and he sat back on the carriage, as if talking to himself, and as if asking others, "Did I do something wrong?"

But no one answered him.

After a few moments, the crunching sound sounded rhythmically again

......

In the evening, it was pouring rain in the sky.

In a deserted and dilapidated temple, Lin Xiu, Qianliu and Uncle Long sat quietly around the bonfire.

None of the three of them spoke, and the atmosphere was as dull as the weather outside the ruined temple. This atmosphere lasted for a long time, and was finally broken by the sound of messy footsteps coming from outside the temple.

Qianliu's hand on his knee clenched subconsciously, but then slowly let go, frowning slightly, and said nothing.

Uncle Long's face was as plain as water, he raised his head and glanced at Lin Xiu and said, "Go ahead, go and see the real rivers and lakes!"

Lin Xiu's face was indescribably complicated, he stood up from the bonfire with his head down, tightened the sword in his hand, and slowly turned around and walked towards the outside of the temple, his back was indescribably depressed and lonely.

When his figure disappeared, Qianliu said lightly: "Is this really good?"

Uncle Long's face did not have the cynical look of his usual life, he stared intently at the bonfire in front of him, and said in a somewhat heavy tone: "Good things may not be real"

Qianliu sighed softly, and after a while, Uncle Long suddenly returned to his usual appearance, and said with a wicked smile: "Girl, you are getting farther and farther away from killing him!"

Qianliu's face was expressionless, but the hand holding the sword shook slightly

......

Outside the temple, looking at the dozen or so figures in the rain curtain, Lin Xiu said in a deep voice, "Are you here to kill me?"

One of them said coldly: "Boy, you killed my eldest brother, do you think that this account is settled?"

Lin Xiu took a deep breath, the slight coolness of the rainy night made him feel the burning heat in his chest, he gently exhaled that breath, and muttered, "Is this the rivers and lakes?"

The man said angrily: "Don't pretend to be a ghost, kill people to pay for your life, it's right." Today, use your dog's life to honor my eldest brother's spirit in heaven, brothers, up!"

The rain curtain flickered, and the night sky lit up with swords and swords.

A soft sigh rang out, but it was instantly drowned out by the messy sound of treading water and furious roars.

The wind was fierce, and the sound of swords clashing was incessant, interspersed with the muffled grunt of pain and the slight sound of the cloth tearing.

Next to the bonfire, Qianliu's face was slightly pale, and the joints of the jade hand where she held the long sword were also pale.

Uncle Long's eyes drooped slightly, and he whispered to himself: "The wind and rain are like rainbows, and the day is now in the night sky......"

There was a faint red in the rainy night, on the ground, in the air, in the eyes...... That smear of red can make people fearful, but it can also make people fearless.

Especially on such a night when the sound of the torrential rain is like a golden iron horse, the grand sound is like a war drum that shakes the sky, and completely ignites the blood in everyone's bones.

Driven by that blood, the faint red made people even more crazy...... I don't know the tiredness, I don't know the pain, until the body collapses uncontrollably in the puddle of rain.

But the battle can be instantaneous, and there will be a moment when it will end.

When Lin Xiu dragged his tired body and put the trembling long sword on the neck of the last person, the rain curtain reappeared, and the world finally returned to the simple sound of rain again.

"Let you go, why do you want to come back?" Lin Xiu asked in a voice that he could barely hear.

The redness in Dahan's eyes was gradually fading, and he glanced blankly at the corpses in the rain curtain around him, and laughed miserably: "Fuck you* dog mongrel, Lao Tzu will not let you go."

After speaking, he raised the knife in his hand, but the next moment he was shocked, and his eyes slowly widened.

A bloody arrow erupted from his neck, but it was quickly swept to the ground by the torrential rain......

Lin Xiu leaned on the ground with his sword, half-kneeling on the ground panting heavily, his wet hair was messily attached to his face, not covering his eyes, but he closed his eyes tightly, as if he didn't want to see the world in his eyes.

I don't know when, Uncle Long came to the gate of the ruined temple, and he quietly looked at Lin Xiu kneeling in the rain curtain, with a complicated expression.