Chapter 174: The Sword is Ruthless (1)

In fact, people understand that feelings hurt the most, but everyone is willing to live in the world of feelings.

Shopkeeper Du stood straight, holding a chisel that only he could use.

There is a wooden rafter on the pile, which is very thick, it is the thickness of a small waist of a four or five-year-old child.

The shopkeeper Du stood on this log, his gentle and approachable gaze no longer existed, and his sharp gaze was like a wolf in the mountains.

Staring at the men on their horses, he couldn't even let go of their breathing now.

At the moment when a person's mood changes, the first thing that changes is the sound of his own inhalation, as long as the breathing begins to increase, it means that the person's heart has begun to fluctuate.

The shopkeeper Du was dressed in coarse cloth, and the first impression to anyone was that he was a carpenter doing rough work, and the weapons he carried in his hand were also the belongings of carpentry.

But he stood there high, and Li Qing could feel a murderous aura.

This seemingly simple person is actually the protector of the bloody clothes gate, Li Qing thought of the dead shopkeeper in the suburban inn, as well as the missing Cui Si and his wife.

They are all ordinary, and there is no such ordinary person, but every time they encounter an accident, they choose only one way, stand up.

No one is going to give them an order, no one is going to stand up and force them, it's their own choice.

It is a kind of loyalty to human nature, which is a choice made by man in his own life.

Li Qing looked coldly at Xiao Yulou who was riding on a horse.

Xiao Yulou was also looking at him.

The moment the two eyes met, it was like walking into a cold ice cellar in an instant.

The air has frozen.

Although the two did not speak, they had already told each other in their hearts that today's meeting was a meeting of life and death.

Here, just one step away, life or death, only the person with the sword in his hand knows.

After a long time, Li Qingcai said, "Uncle Xiao doesn't want me to come here today, because today is a special day. ”

Xiao Yulou sighed: "The sword is ruthless, the calligraphy and painting are fragrant, you have already met people who shouldn't be met, and there is nothing strange about meeting me here." ”

Li Qing's gaze moved to the rest of the men, and it could be seen from everyone's expressions that they were all masters who had gone through the rivers and lakes.

The Hu family brothers who went out, their swords were just too slow, and they didn't think of the people they met, and they looked down on their opponents in recklessness.

People who walk on the rivers and lakes, everyone has their own preferences, and they can't control their behavior, but they treat real opponents when they meet.

There is only one simple way to solve this unexpected encounter.

They can kill for a word, and even at the moment when their opponent dies, they don't know the person's name.

The cold heart is like a thousand years of cold and gray rock.

These people have a mask on their faces, and no one ever knows their inner world.

No one can understand God's arrangement, in an ordinary coffin shop in the suburbs, there can be such a coincidence that cannot wait for a thousand years.

The suburbs at noon.

Autumn colors are bleak.

The autumn wind blew in it, ignoring the thoughts of anyone here, and it didn't care what these people were thinking.

Xiao Yulou's cold eyes suddenly showed a trace of loneliness, as if he was recalling his past, when a person is lonely, he always likes to recall the past.

Li Qing said coldly: "Uncle Xiao means that their departure has some kind of relationship with me. ”

Xiao Yulou said coldly: "Yes." ”

Li Qing's voice was even colder, and he said: "If a person has no selfish desires, they may not deserve to die, if they are always thinking about other people's things, they will definitely die." ”

Xiao Yulou was silent.

When a person is silent, there are only two meanings, he agrees with the other person's opinion, or he is not interested in the topic at all.

But when he saw the gaze of Li Qing when he saw the sword in his hand, he told everyone that this is a person with selfish desires, and people with selfish desires only need to see what they love.

His eyes will betray himself in an instant, not to mention that a person is just an ordinary person, and it is impossible to be extraordinary.

"It was your people who killed Sun Zhan. This question has always been plaguing Li Qing's heart, this silver killer may not deserve to die.

"He no longer deserves to be a killer, he did what he shouldn't have done. Although Xiao Yulou admitted all this, Li Qing still felt very worried.

"Liu Haozi, did you buy him?" Li Qing wanted to know this person very much, and this person was also worried about the sword in his hand.

As for the killers who died, Li Qing didn't want to know anymore, they should be like the group of men in front of him, as long as Xiao Yulou nodded lightly.

The sword or sword in their hand will immediately pounce on them, and their cold eyes have begun to be bloodshot.

"A person who likes to take advantage of a little bit is not good at all, and he is too concerned about what he can't get. Xiao Yulou said.

Li Qing immediately asked, "Aren't you such a person?" Uncle Xiao seems to be thinking about the sword in my hand. ”

Xiao Yulou did not deny it, and said: "I am born like this, the more things I can't get, the more I want them." ”

Without waiting for Li Qing to speak, he said again: "Since the debut of Young Master Li, I have long heard that Young Master Li is chic, comparable to the little Li Flying Knife Li Tanhua in the past. ”

Li Qing understood what he meant, the former Li Tanhua had always been indifferent to fame and fortune, and he had a deep affection for his friends, if it was something his friends needed, he would never say a 'no'.

Maybe only a person like him has a good friend like Ah Fei, and in his world, even the most trusted friend betrays him, he can tolerate it.

He was a true chivalrous man.

Li Qing's heart sighed, men are greedy, especially when a person is the most proud, he will become empty-eyed, thinking that as long as he likes something, it must belong to him.

"Now, if you put down your sword, maybe I will look at my old friend in the face and forget the past between us. "Xiao Yulou's conceit, Li Qing is a little indifferent.

"Do you believe you can take this sword with you today?" Li Qing smiled.

"It seems that you still don't want to?" Xiao Yulou changed the tone of his voice, here, he seemed unwilling to have someone go against his will.

A little smile squeezed out of the corner of his mouth, looking very forced, he smiled very strangely, and did not let him know why he became like this at the moment.

There was only a sound in the person's nose, and the first thing Li Qing saw was a man with a javelin on his back, and his hand was already behind his back.

The man's weapon was two javelins, and the moment he reached his hand, the man flew up from his horse without a word in his mouth.

He was given only one task, to kill someone.

At the moment when the javelin stabbed, the man saw Li Qing's person, how high he flew from the horse, how high Li Qing's figure floated up.

Li Qing's body was a fish, and the moment the javelin stabbed both sides, he slid in front of this person, and this person was in the blink of an eye.

I didn't see Li Qing pull out his sword, but a face, a delicate face appeared in front of him, and the distance from himself was too close.

He could even feel the hot breath coming out of Li Qing's mouth, and his hand grabbed the clothes on his chest, this was not an assassination, it seemed that it was two old friends who had never met.

At the moment of meeting, my heart was full of excitement, and a strong hug was right in front of my eyes.

His hands were clenched in front of his chest, and his body was still in the air.

The man had a feeling that if he was facing a woman now, he would definitely become crazy.

It's a pity that there is a man in front of him now, a man who will kill him, the man feels a deep internal force, and he can't breathe at the moment.

The body had no chance to fall, and with a twist of Li Qing's wrist, the man turned into a flying bird, and the javelin in his hand had not yet been released.

What he saw again was a man, this was a very old man, this person was a blind man, and he was not far behind Li Qing.

The man thinks that he is very unlucky today, why every time he sees a man he doesn't like, and the last man he sees is an old man.

From the moment he walked into the rivers and lakes, the man was reluctant to hug a man, not to mention that the person in front of him was a blind man.

The anger was just a blink of an eye, and all the resentment he wanted to explode only at this moment.

The javelin was divided very quickly, and the moment it flew out was the wings of a bird, and the man wanted to retract it as quickly as possible, and pierced the blind man's body fiercely.

He didn't care anymore, his javelin could pierce the man a few holes, as long as it could pierce the blind man's flesh and blood, he was satisfied.

It's a pity that if a person still has a very transcendent imagination at this time, this person's world will inevitably end instantly, and everything will end too quickly.

The blind man seemed to have eyes, and the pole in his hand had been raised, and the man heard the sound coming from his own body, and his javelin had not yet pierced an inch away.

The man who stopped in mid-air was like a doll in the hands of a clay man on the street, holding a man on a stick, and this person had become a dead man when he was flying.

The pole in the blind man's hand went out quickly, and the speed at which he retracted it was also very fast, and his mouth made a cold voice, "It's a pity that you are not a flying sparrow." ”

The person who fell, only heard a 'plop', smashed to the ground, like a dead lecherous dog, without a single movement.

Li Qing floated down in the air, looked at the man on the horse, and said, "Is there anyone still worried about the sword in my hand?"

None of the people on the horse moved, none of them looked at the man who fell to the ground, as if this person did not exist, and everyone had no expression on their faces.

Xiao Yulou's face was expressionless, and he just said coldly: "Stupid person, you are also worthy of fighting with Young Master Li." ”

Li Qing was silent, this person's heart was actually cold to this point, and in his eyes, these people were tools used to kill people.

Suddenly, Li Qing heard a burst of singing, the singing came from afar, and the moment he heard the singing, Li Qing's heart couldn't help but be happy.

He was familiar with the person who sang, and when this person appeared, he was definitely not alone, he not only liked to sing, but also liked to drive the carriage.

The singing was loud, as if to tell the people here that noon had arrived.

It's a pity that the singing is very sad, and it makes people miss their departed relatives very much.

When I returned, the frost and wind rose all night, and the road was endless, and I cried lovesickness. It is difficult to continue to play the strings, Du Kanghan, greedy and drunk at dusk. Under the plum blossom snow, it was still the same year, and the winter wind was empty.

The poplar falls to cover the ground, the moon has been broken, and a thousand lines of righteousness are long-term.