There is an autumn breeze in the night, and the autumn wind is whisking.

Li Qing didn't walk into this small restaurant again, this small restaurant seemed to be a net, and Li Qing felt that he had been glued to a net.

There must be a big spider standing on this web at this moment, the spider looks at its prey with the eyes of a hunter, its eight thighs block all directions, Li Qing feels that the weather is a little cold this night.

Dongzhuang is not very big, the village seems quiet at night, the people in this village have slept, they sleep soundly, no one hears everything that is happening outside.

Li Qing's figure appeared on the quiet road, Li Qing didn't want to bear the notoriety of killing the flower monk, he had only one purpose, to stop the sedan chair where Purple Butterfly was leaving.

The sedan chair left with the red lantern very quickly, and the sedan chair had already arrived at the outskirts of Dongzhuang.

The sedan chair stopped at a large large field, which was surrounded by stacks of harvested hay, and only a lantern and a sedan chair were left in front of the sedan chair.

Li Qing came here.

"Do you think about me?" Li Qing heard Zi Die's laughter, and the person was still in the sedan chair.

"Since you're here, why do you want to leave in a hurry?" Li Qingdao.

"There is no one left in the night, and the dashing Young Master Li is thinking about me?" Zi Die asked.

"You seem to have left a problem," Li Qing paused, he felt that he could not raise his voice, and Li Qing felt that he was starting to become indecisive.

"It seems that there are always girls who are leaving you in trouble," Purple Butterfly said.

"Sometimes I'm used to this kind of trouble," Mr. Li said. Li Qing remembered many of his troubles now, which seemed to be related to a girl.

"A girl's trouble is better than a man's trouble," Purple Butterfly said.

Li Qing agrees with this truth, the trouble between men seems to be a bit ruthless, and the trouble that Monk Hua encountered at this moment is one.

"Should you be thinking about someone?" Purple Butterfly asked.

"Maybe you know?" said Li Qingdao.

"You should have forgotten about her, she doesn't belong here," Purple Butterfly said.

"She was my first friend," Li Qing remembered the moment in Yum's Casino, which was the first time he met Yuan Ping'er.

Everyone has a first encounter, and this encounter will be unforgettable, and the secret that a person likes to press in the bottom of his heart is this sudden encounter.

It's a pity that this secret is that a man always doesn't dare to tell another person, because everyone has a mouth, and when you tell her, the secret is meaningless.

Li Qing felt that Ping'er was no longer a secret, everyone she met would mention her, and the big girl seemed to know a lot of people.

"You have the sad emotions of Tanhualang," Purple Butterfly laughed.

"It's a pity that he gave up his dream, and all he looked for all his life was sorrow," Li Qingdao.

"Xiao Li Flying Knife, there are many stories in the knife," Zi Die said.

"Actually, I like the guy with four eyebrows," Li Qing walked into the big field.

"This guy is not bad, but his troubles are always men's troubles," Purple Butterfly said.

"That's true, but he has a best friend, and his friends are always his friends," Li Qingdao.

"This is Hua Manlou, he is not a flower monk," Li Qingdao.

"Hua Manlou is a good friend, he is a man's friend," Zi Die's tone was filled with admiration, such a friend everyone likes.

"If I spend a lot of money now, I will definitely want to do something," Li Qingdao.

"What's the matter?" Purple Butterfly asked.

"I must have jumped up and slapped the monk," Li Qingdao.

"Why?" asked Purple Butterfly.

"It's a bit embarrassing that the Hua family shouldn't have such a person," Li Qingdao.

Immediately there was a non-stop laughter in the sedan chair, which was very tempting in the empty suburbs, and if a person passed by, he would definitely be moved by this laughter.

This kind of laughter must be a little lover who secretly came to date at night, she must have heard the touching words, and she couldn't help but laugh at herself, and the sound of laughter was very happy.

"Chic Young Master Li, you are very humorous today," Zi Die said with a smile.

"I'm a person who likes humor," Li Qing said with a smile.

Li Qing approached the sedan chair, and there was no one around the sedan chair, as if the sedan chair had come here with its own legs.

"Why don't you come out? It's a romantic night," Mr. Li said.

"I don't like autumn because I'm a butterfly, and butterflies don't like autumn," Li Qing felt that the voice began to become very distant.

This voice should not be in the sedan chair, this voice is beginning to change, maybe autumn can change a person's voice.

Li Qing remembered the autumn, he came to the Western Regions in the autumn of last year, everything in the Western Regions changed this year, and a chance encounter this year changed the quiet life.

"Autumn may not be good, but autumn is a harvest season," Li Qing rubbed his nose, and he smelled a very peculiar smell.

Li Qing's figure floated up in an instant, and he landed behind the sedan chair, he wanted to find someone here, but unfortunately there was nothing here.

"Do you want to find the flower monk?" the voice of the purple butterfly in the sedan chair,

"He's dead," Li Qing remembered the sword of the moment, this person's figure was just an instant, and he killed the sitting flower monk with the fastest speed.

"This person is not a flower monk, you already know," Zidie seemed to know a lot.

"I know that such a person will not die like this," Li Qing floated to the front of the sedan chair again, and he wanted to walk into the sedan chair.

"You should remember the day you became 'uncle'," Zidie changed the subject, and she said one thing that Li Qing cared about.

"You're very smart, you actually know it's a trap," Purple Butterfly said,

"There is no girl in the world who is given away for nothing, and besides, this girl is a little bold," Li Qing knows that this girl is a little bold.

"Actually, I really want to give it to you, as if I missed a good opportunity," Purple Butterfly began to laugh again.

"I don't want to marry four girls a day," Li Qing raised his voice.

Li Qing told the truth, he remembered that the girl in red left quickly, maybe Ning'er's method was too fast.

Everything is just a moment, and in an instant, the story of a person is over.

Maybe it's not Ning'er who is wrong, Li Qing wants to know her relationship with Granny Meng at the moment, this Granny Meng is very strange every time she comes.

"There should be a mother-in-law today, and the old woman should like such an occasion," Li Qingdao.

"Hey, my mother-in-law is very sad, there is no old woman today," Zidie said.

Li Qing's hand covered the sword in his hand, he didn't answer this question, he heard a lot of people coming, and the footsteps of these people were very fast and miscellaneous.

The group of people came to the front of the sedan chair, and Li Qing saw two middle-aged men among them, walking side by side, with a person in their arms.

The person holding this frame is a big bald head, Li Qing knows who this is, the big bald head that appeared this night can only be one person, this person must be a flower monk.

"This is a gift for Young Master Li tonight, do you like it?" Zi Die said again. She avoided Li Qing's topic.

The flower monk didn't move, he seemed to be asleep, his body curled up together, and the two men were holding him.

The two men were very tall, their bodies were very large, they were dressed in black satin robes, and they had no swords in their hands.

Monk Hua's body was placed in front of the sedan chair, and Li Qing heard a voice, a powerful voice, "The monk has been found." ”

The person quickly turned around, and Li Qing saw two identical people, who looked at Li Qing with fierce eyes.

The people retreated to the side of the sedan chair, and the remaining six girls picked up the lanterns placed on the ground, and the large field instantly became brighter.

"You don't like my gift, Young Master Li!" Li Qing heard Zi Die's question again.

"I like it!" Li Qing knew he had no reason to refuse the gift.

"Are you the one who likes me, or do you like my gifts?" the laughter came out of the palanquin again.

Li Qing was a little embarrassed, he looked at the two people who were exactly the same on the side of the sedan chair, their eyes were particularly cold. They also seemed to be waiting for Li Qing's answer.

"You should answer the fairy's question," Li Qing heard a man's voice come out, and this voice was fierce.

"Don't be rude, step down," Zi Die in the sedan chair rebuked in a stern voice.

The man immediately closed his mouth, his gaze became gentle, and he seemed to respect the purple butterfly girl in the sedan chair.

A mysterious girl, Li Qing remembered that Purple Butterfly said that people around her liked to call her 'Purple Butterfly Fairy', which was very unique.

"Please accept my gift, we will meet again if we are fated," Zidie knocked on the sedan chair. Li Qing saw two men lifting the sedan chair.

Such a man is actually her sedan chair husband, Li Qing saw such a scene for the first time, and everything dispersed in Li Qing's surprise.

On the big field of a huge village, only Li Qing and Monk Hua were left, Monk Hua's body did not move, he was half-kneeling on the ground, and his big bald head was very conspicuous in the night.

"What the hell is this?" suddenly a voice came from the quiet night.

On a large haystack, Li Qing saw a very tall person, and this figure seemed to float on this big haystack, like a ghost in the dim moonlight.

The ghostly figure floated in front of Li Qing with a fallen leaf, his figure was very fast, and this figure was a little familiar.

"Are you the person in the carriage?" Li Qing remembered this person, who still couldn't see his face, and his voice was very low.

This one was still wearing a mask, he was wearing a ghost-headed mask, and his eyes were like a deep hole, revealing weirdness.

"You should have killed him," a voice came from under the mask.

"I don't want to kill him now," Li Qingdao. Li Qing looked at this comer.

"Your sword doesn't kill?" The comer looked at the sword in Li Qing's hand.

"My sword only kills those who deserve to be killed," Li Qingdao.

"Doesn't this man deserve to die?" said the comer,

"He doesn't deserve to die, at least for now. Li Qing looked at the grimace mask, and the man couldn't see his expression.

"You're a smart young man," the visitor sighed suddenly.

A sword came out from under the mantle, and in the dim moonlight, a murderous aura came from the scabbard.

Li Qing felt that this murderous aura was very compelling.