"Gusu City wants to meddle in this matter?"

Dai Lengyan lay on the ground weakly, and Qin Zaiyang looked at Second Master Murong and asked.

The tone was cold, but the voice was a little hoarse.

Because the man with the sword in front of him is very strong, so strong that even if his arm is not broken, even if Dai Lengyan is intact, that spirit banner can still summon 30,000 Sen Luo, and it is not this person's opponent.

Wandering is a realm, but people are not the same people.

When two people stand together, there is always a difference between superior and inferior.

"The world's affairs are about the word fairness, you have a grudge with the Jing family, and now you have to worship Yin Mountain to help, two to one, this is not fair. ”

Second Master Murong didn't speak, Nie Yuan stood quietly on the side, it was naturally Murong Xue who said this, just like when they first met, this face was very calm, and the tone of voice was also very calm, but it was always a little condescending.

Listening to people can be unpleasant.

She looked at Qin Zaiyang, who had a broken arm, and said in a clear voice: "Now that my Gusu City is helping the Jing family, two to two, this is very fair." ”

These words sound ridiculous, high-sounding, and indeed ridiculous.

So Qin Zaiyang laughed, and Dai Lengyan, who was lying on the ground, also laughed.

Murong Xue's expression did not change, the world always relies on his fists to speak, but the victor always likes to put a layer of morality on his fists.

And that's what it's called fairness.

So Li Xiu, who was standing in the alley, also laughed, he just let out a chuckle, but it was very harsh in this quiet long street.

Murong Xue's face changed, she couldn't believe it, and she was even more incredulous.

Because the laughter sounded familiar, the voice of the man she had ever dreamed of killing.

But why is that man here?

Or did she mishear?

This laughter spread far away, and Qin Zaiyang, Dai Lengyan and the others leaned on each other and put their eyes on this deep alley.

Jing Ruyun's old face was no longer smiling.

Because of the sudden change right now.

The last thing a plan wants is the unexpected, the unexpected.

This laughter was an accident.

All eyes were on there.

Li Xiu walked out, his clothes swayed left and right with the night breeze, the uppers were clean and neat, and the soles were red, like dye, more like blood.

He raised his head and looked at everyone in the audience without changing his face, this face is very good-looking, and he can't find such a good-looking or perfect face in the world, so it is also easy to recognize, because as long as he has seen it, it is impossible to forget.

Second Master Murong's eyelids jumped, and Nie Yuan looked at him with his arms crossed.

Murong Xue had a calm face, the hatred in her eyes was not hidden, she gritted her teeth, and popped out two words word by word: "Li Xiu!"

"Snow Maiden. ”

Li Xiu saluted her and said lightly.

"Your Highness is not studying in the academy, so why do you come here late at night?"

Second Master Murong came to the front at this moment, looked at Li Xiu and asked.

The identity of the young man in front of him is too special, and if it is not necessary, Gu Sucheng does not want to fight him.

"I'm here to kill a few people, please a few people. ”

Li Xiu said lightly.

Qin Zaiyang and Jing Ruyun both listened attentively, they were first surprised by Gusu City's attitude towards this young man, respectful and even faintly jealous.

You must know that it is Gusu City, and there is more than one Grandmaster of the Five Realms, not to mention that there is still an old sword god alive.

Who is this young man?

It wasn't until Murong Xue called out Li Xiu's name that Second Master Murong called out His Highness.

Li Xiu opened his mouth and said that he would kill a few people.

The two of them seemed to remember something, and glanced at each other from a distance, the enemy of the previous moment had a rare heart at this moment, and at the same time realized something, and their faces turned pale.

"Kill whom, please?"

Second Master Murong frowned and asked.

The weather in winter is always very cold, even if the sun is shining in the daytime, at night it is still cold and cold.

But although the weather was cold, it was not as cold as the words in Li Xiu's mouth.

"Kill the Qin Jing family, and leave no living mouths up and down. ”

"Please go back to the city and keep your mouth shut. ”

"How?"

Li Xiu looked into his eyes and said.

"Why? Is it just your Li Xiu's mouth? or is it your old servant who is dead?"

Hearing his words, Murong Xue couldn't help but snort coldly and sneered.

"Please wait a while, I will prepare a good horse to send His Highness back to Beijing. ”

Second Master Murong arched his hand at Li Xiu and said without being salty.

He just wanted to deal with Li Xiu, but he was afraid of the complicated network behind him so he kept being polite, but he was a member of the Murong family, and the monks in the world were enough to rank in the top fifteen.

He was getting impatient.

"If you don't agree, it's going to be a problem. ”

Li Xiu didn't care about Murong Xue, but looked at Second Master Murong and said calmly.

"Since it's very troublesome, Your Highness should not ask for trouble. ”

He frowned, feeling that such nonsense was too slimy, so he simply took a step forward, and grabbed Li Xiu with his fingers in his palm, this palm would not kill him, but would only let him stay aside honestly.

Murong Xue's face was cold and never retreated.

Li Xiu held one hand and stood up as if he didn't see it, his face didn't wave, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

Second Master Murong felt that something was wrong, and then the next moment his hand was grabbed in the palm of his hand by the other hand, and his body was forcibly stopped, unable to take a step further.

In front of him stood a young man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old, looking at his face with cold eyes.

"Gusu City, why are you?"

Drunken Chunfeng pulled his right hand hard, and Murong Second Master's body immediately stumbled, and then saw his shoulder move slightly, and his right hand was raised and pressed on that face again, and then pressed it hard.

Second Master Murong's body was instantly vacated, his body lay out flat, his limbs did not fall to the ground, but his head was pressed into the blue bricks on the long street, and there was a bang, and a big pit appeared on the ground.

The drunken spring breeze straightened his waist, dusted his clothes with two fingers, and brushed away a few wisps of dust.

Second Master Murong fell to the ground, his head embedded in the pit.

Drunken Spring Breeze stretched out a finger and pointed to the sky, and the black clouds that had covered the night dispersed, revealing a semi-circular moon shining on the ground.

illuminated everything around him, illuminating Murong Xue's beautiful but bloodless face.

There was once again a terrible silence inside and outside the long street.

Jing Ruyun and Qin Zaiyang had calm faces, only to feel a chill rising from the soles of their feet and straight to the top of their heads, and they shivered all over their bodies in an instant.

The gravel on the ground rolled to the side, and Second Master Murong stood up from the pit, his hair scattered, blood flowed from several places on his face, and his clothes were covered with dust and looked extremely embarrassed.

He wasn't too badly injured, because Monk Yuno's body was much harder than the green brick.

But this is very shameless, and it is not something to praise and show off for anyone to be held down and stuffed into a stone.

So he looked at the drunken spring breeze, and then pulled out the sword in his hand, the sword aura overflowed, and the moonlight reflected on the sword body on his face.

That face was gloomy, and those eyes were terrifying.

This is a sword that will divide life and death.

Drunken Chunfeng looked at him with his arms crossed, and then smiled.

The moon seemed to be brighter, and the long street seemed quieter.

That's repression.

PS: This chapter is still very well written, alas, I can't help but be intoxicated when I look in the mirror, maybe only a good-looking person like me can write such a good-looking article, to borrow a sentence from Beacon, this is a technical job, and it should be rewarded