Xiao Tearblood's personality is straightforward, cold, but also calm.

He has endured it for a year, and this year he carried the burden of shaving his head, shouted the trumpet of shaving his head, and traveled all over Guzhou City.

He was looking for a person, this person was very hidden, and he didn't find it to this day, but he knew that this person must exist, this person was in charge of the 'Ghost Village', and the 'Ghost Village' gathered the most terrible killers in the rivers and lakes.

When Xiao's tearful voice fell, his ears heard a word, which was a 'hum' word, and the voice of this word was very soft, with a hint of ridicule in this word.

Xiao Tear Blood heard it very clearly, this 'hum' word was the voice made by the black-clothed man on horseback, this person started from his left hand, and it was the voice of the third black-clothed man.

He would no longer tolerate this kind of ridicule, the black and white robe swept through the air, and Xiao's tearful palm slashed towards the third black-clothed man.

A black figure suddenly broke away from the standing horse team, and the shadow saw this palm, which directly hit the heavenly spirit of the third black-clothed man.

The shadow seemed to see the third big man in black, and he moved, he seemed to want to pull out the knife from his waist, but unfortunately this man never had a chance, and his knife had fallen under the horse with his body.

The third black-clothed man's knife was still in its scabbard, and he had no chance to pull out his knife at all, and Xiao's tearful figure had already floated back, and he sat upright on the chair where the guest had sat when he had shaved his head.

The man in the gray robe, his eyes did not move, and the rest of the men in black did not move, and this man who fell off the horse did not seem to have anything to do with them.

Xiao Tear's eyes showed a fierce light, he was Xiao Tearblood, he tolerated it for a year, and now he has regained his true nature, he will not allow others to laugh at him.

He looked at the book in the Taoist's hand and said, "You are the Iron Book Messenger Li Banxian?"

"It's my fault that this entourage is disobedient and makes Xiao Daxia angry," Li Banxian, the messenger of the Iron Book, replied.

"You're not angry when I killed him?" Xiao Tear Blood's words were a little vicious.

"He deserves to die, and the person who makes Xiao Daxia unhappy deserves to die," Li Banxian's face didn't change, he just wasn't angry.

"It's your fault, you're their head, and you have to take responsibility," Xiao said in a vicious tone, still unsparing his tears.

"I understand what Xiao Daxia means, what kind of result do you need?" Li Banxian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Your light skills are very high, your leg skills are very fast, and you are also very good at showing off," Xiao said what he meant, and the result of this meaning was very cruel.

Li Banxian didn't open his mouth to answer Xiao Tear's words, he beckoned, and the eight men behind the fast horse, carrying four big boxes, came to Xiao Tear's blood.

Without any words, they quickly opened four large boxes.

The shadow's eyes looked at the four chests like a hound. And Xiao Tearful eyes looked in the other direction, he looked at the book in Li Banxian's hand, and he was also very curious about this iron-clad book.

Shadow saw eight men take out a lot of wooden blocks from the box, and they assembled a table and two chairs as quickly as they could.

There were also two boxes of rice shops in the box, which were wrapped in the most expensive silk in Guzhou around the box, and a man took out many dishes from the boxes, which were still steaming.

This is a dish that has just come out of the pot, and the juice in each plate has not yet solidified, and another man took out six jars of wine from the box, which is the best 'burning knife' in the Western Regions.

Xiao looked at the sealing of the wine with tears and blood, the sealed wax juice was already very old, and the sealing of these wines was at least more than twenty years.

"The owner of the village knows that Xiao Daxia is coming, and the old man just wants to do his best to be an old friend," Li Banxian said loudly after the eight men finished arranging.

"Why didn't the old friend come? Could it be that he was afraid of my skull?" Xiao laughed out loud as he withdrew his gaze and looked at the dishes on the table.

"Please Xiao Daxia use it slowly, I will give you a satisfactory result now," Li Banxian arched his hand, his right hand was still holding the black-brown book, and the shadow concluded that the book weighed at least ten catties.

Li Banxian raised his left leg and pulled out a short sword from the wrist of his left leg under the Dao robe, and the blade of this short sword was a triangular shape.

Shadow's hand had already grasped the sword in his hand, and Shadow's thin face began to get excited, and his eyes were fixed on the triangular shape of the sword.

Shadow's eyes began to get bloodshot, and he seemed to have smelled blood, which was how Shadow felt after he walked into the rivers and lakes, and he liked the smell, which was full of challenges.

The shadow saw Li Banxian raise his head, he looked at himself with a provocative eye, and the shadow wanted to pull out his sword at this moment and pierce this person's Adam's apple fiercely, seeing his Adam's apple spurting blood under his sword.

"You want to kill me with your sword?" Shadow heard Li Banxian spit out a few words, which were a challenge.

"It's a pity that you don't deserve it, at least you don't deserve it now, the fight will disturb Xiao Daxia to drink," Li Banxian spat out many more words, and he raised his three-edged short sword and slammed it into his left leg.

The shadow saw a stream of blood spurting out, Li Banxian's face suddenly turned pale, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Please use it slowly," the shadow felt that Li Banxian's words were very sincere, but also very helpless, and his words were full of pain.

Li Banxian turned around, he beckoned again, the nine fast horses turned their heads, and four of the eight men walked over, and they were expressionless.

The two of them set up the body of the man in black who had died on the ground, and the two came to Li Banxian's side. There was a sound of horses' hooves and footsteps, and they quickly disappeared in front of the shop.

There was nothing left on the ground, they took away the dead man, and also took the self-harming iron messenger Li Banxian, and their fast horses did not bring up a trace of dust.

"Master, why didn't you kill this messenger?" asked the shadow after calming down.

"Why did you want to kill him?" Xiao asked rhetorically, looking at the dish in front of him and not picking up the chopsticks that had been arranged.

"Master, why don't you eat it, I'm afraid it's poisonous?" the shadow seemed to be looking for something to say, and he felt that his question was boring.

"I'm waiting for someone," Xiao said with tears in his eyes.

"Who?" asked Shadow.

"There are two chairs here, I sit on one, but the other one is not yours," Xiao looked at the chair in front of him with tears, he knew who this person was?

There is only one person in Guzhou City who can sit with him Xiao Tears and Blood now, this person is very young, but this person is very famous in the rivers and lakes, and this person has now appeared in front of him.

The shadow saw a carriage coming, and Li Qing stepped out of the car, Li Qing's steps were very light, and he gently came to the front of the table.

"You're finally here, I've been waiting for a long time. Xiao looked at Li Qing with tears in his eyes.

"Are you waiting for me to drink?" Li Qing looked at Xiao with tears in his eyes.

Shadow felt like they knew each other, at least they had met once, and their relationship was like that of an old friend, and their laughter was gentle.

"You found him?" Li Qing sat down and asked.

"No, he's like an old fox," Xiao said with tears in his eyes.

"Old fox?" Li Qing suddenly remembered a person, this person seemed to be said by others to be like an old fox, this person had not been seen for a long time.

"We'll find him, we've already set off a trap to catch foxes," Xiao opened the sealed jar with tears, and Li Qing smelled the smell of 'burning knives'.

They poured out the first bowl of wine, and the shadow also smelled the wine, but he knew that he was not suitable for drinking now, and he saw that Li Qing looked at him with a lovely look.

"You seem to be in trouble now?" Xiao tearfully picked up the first bowl of wine, he drank it in one gulp, he was waiting for Li Qing's answer.

Li Qing knew about this trouble, this was a woman's trouble, and this woman had not asked her name until now.

"You went to the Western Regions to kill three more people, one of whom has a daughter, and she is now coming to you for trouble," Xiao Tear said about this trouble.

"Kill three more people?" Li Qing's thoughts returned to the Western Regions a year ago, he remembered these three people, they should be four people, they are known as the 'Four Ghosts of the Tianshan Mountains'.

Li Qing couldn't figure it out, but this daughter had now found Guzhou City, which was an ironclad fact.

"Only one of the four of them has become a family, he happens to have a daughter, she is just eighteen this year, she has a nice name," Xiao Tear knows a lot,

Li Qing remembered that she called herself 'Grandma', could it be that this girl's name was 'Grandma'? Li Qing felt ridiculous about his idea. Her name is Li Qing, but this girl calls herself 'uncle'.

"Her name is Mengdie, the butterfly flying in the dream, this name can evoke people's memories," Xiao poured the second bowl of wine with tears and blood, and he did not wait for Li Qing.

"Should she be from the Valley of Ten Thousand Butterflies?" Li Qing suddenly burst out with a sentence, he picked up the first bowl of wine, but his eyes looked at the shadow, he slowly drank the first bowl of wine, and the corner of his mouth twitched when he saw the shadow in the corner of his eye.

"Ten Thousand Butterfly Valley!" Xiao Tears and Blood Blurred His eyes, he had been in Guzhou City for a year, this was the place he wanted to go to the most, but he had just heard that there was such a place.

"It's a beautiful place, and in the spring, there will be 10,000 butterflies flying," Li Qing poured a second bowl of wine, his eyes looking at the bowl of 'burning knives'.

"The water flows and flowers are ruthless, and the east wind is sent through Chu City. The butterfly dreams of thousands of miles away, and the cuckoo branch is on the third watch of the month. Xiao Tears whispered a poem, which can bring a lot of sadness.

There must be many stories in this poem in Xiao Tear's mouth, Li Qing understands that only Xiao Tearblood understands these stories, because this is the story of Xiao Tear's blood.

"Mo Xie is a good sword, a good sword should have a good master, you are a good master," Xiao tearfully picked up the third bowl of wine, he changed the subject, and he brought up the story that Li Qing wanted to know the most.

Li Qing remembered that this was a sword left by his father, and many people wanted this sword, and Li Qing remembered that this sword had a secret.

The name of this sword is Mo Ye!