People have eight characters for their birthdays, a city, a force, where do they come from?

Hearing the sound of the sword that refused in the words of the Yiren in the dream, he had already heard of the deeds of Leng Yan Palace. What high-sounding morality, what good and evil in the mouth of the world, are bullshit in the eyes of these women, and what these women do is completely determined by interests and moods.

Leng Yan Palace Tiger has been at the top of the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, and has always been an alternative, all the children in the palace are staring at each other, and it is impossible for these women to bow to anyone when they are not necessary, until they are powerless.

Ask Jiansheng knows that he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and many things need time and timing. He wasn't thinking about what he was going to do tonight, he knew it couldn't be.

Tonight, he just wants to throw a thread.

I just want the second house master to be able to think of him along this line when he needs "help" or when he encounters any "problems".

He believes that such a time will come. And it won't wait long.

Asking the sword sound didn't take the rejection of the Yiren in the dream to heart, nor did he care about his own face.

Face is important. But if a person only knows how to take care of his face and does not know how to let go of his face, then this person will not live too facelessly.

Q Jiansheng replied with a smile: "Tokyo is the most prosperous and wealthy place today, and your palace has always been at the top of the entire rivers and lakes, so how can it not match each other?"

In the dream, Yiren smiled: "Some things will happen if you don't think they complement each other, it depends on how the will of heaven is destined and whether there is such a fate." ”

The sound of the sword closed his head to the sedan chair more than ten zhang away, and said: "The sword statement is white, but the will of heaven is vast, the world is long, and some things will not be expected by ordinary people; ”

In the dream, Yiren understood the meaning of the words of the sword, and also knew that the second palace lord and the big palace master were fighting openly and secretly; if the second palace master was defeated in the future, or if there were other accidents, what the sword said could indeed be done.

However, as it stands, there is no need for this. Now on this river and lake, there are too many people who want to climb the high branch of Lengyan Palace.

In the dream, Yiren was thoughtful, and smiled shallowly: "If the people of Tokyo are really as hospitable as you say, then the little woman will tell the second palace master, as for whether there is a time when you say that the second palace master will appreciate his face, the little woman does not dare to guarantee it." ”

Asked Jian Sheng clenched his fists and said, "No matter what, as long as the Lord of the Second House wants to visit Tokyo, the gate of Tokyo will be open for the Lord of the Second Palace at any time." ”

The second palace lord sitting in the sedan chair has not spoken since the Yiren met the sword in the dream, and the Yiren asked the sword in the dream, and I don't know if she heard it or not.

There was no sound in the sedan chair to answer the sword, only an order came out: "Go to Zuifang Building." ”

As soon as the words fell, the eight big men carrying the sedan chair jumped up at the same time as if they had agreed in advance.

The eight big men are extremely strong, full of muscles, and their posture is extremely vigorous. In just an instant, he carried the sedan chair and disappeared into the rainy night.

As soon as the eight big men jumped up, the white-clothed women holding umbrellas in their hands on both sides lined up in two columns to follow. All of a sudden, the white shadow rose and fell, like hundreds of flying geese in the night rain towards the east city of Luoyang.

In the dream, Yiren turned around, looked in the direction where the second palace master left, and said with a smile: "The second palace master is gone, and the little woman is also leaving." ”

Asking the sword, he waved his right hand to the east and said with a light smile: "Looking forward to meeting the second palace master and Xianji again-"

In the dream, Yiren smiled and sighed, and with a slight lift of his right foot, the figure had risen from the ground.

Follow the sound of the sword to the black shadow of the endless wine shop, and it was not until the white-clothed women of the Leng Yan Palace went to the end that they each walked onto the fool's street. Only a few of them have done it, but they can see all the changes tonight very clearly.

They came here tonight to kill people, to make meritorious contributions, or to have an order to force them to do so, and they were determined to succeed, but with the appearance of a Wudang Sword Saint, the whole situation took a turn for the worse. Until the fallen people of Tianya, who had been watching from the wall, used their eye swords and took away the Nine Emperor Princes, they had to retreat one after another. The purpose of coming here is completely shattered.

The appearance of the second palace master of Lengyan Palace and the Yiren in the dream made them feel even more frightened. How dare they provoke these women, who even their masters don't dare to provoke?

They slowly gathered around the sound of the sword, waiting for the next order of the sword. The cold rain soaked their whole bodies, making them pale with an indescribable embarrassment.

The person standing behind the sound of the sword sighed with emotion: "This should be the most useless time since I left the school." ”

Another person chimed in: "Not only did I get nothing, but I also gave more than ten lives." ”

Ask Jian Sheng is angry, but tonight's situation even he feels helpless, he can't blame these people, just glanced at everyone, turned his head sideways to the people behind him and said coldly: "Write back to Xiang Ye, let Xiang Ye send more people, it is best to come to a southern black horse; ”

The person behind the sword waved his hand and answered: "Yes-"

Asking the sword didn't make it too clear. Youzhou Yan lives in the territory of Liao, famous in the north, has always been the object of the Liao court's vigorous wooing, if Wudang Mountain and Youzhou Yan "collude", then it is difficult to get rid of the suspicion of collusion with Liao.

Today's imperial court and the Liao State can be said to be rivals, even if today's son advocates Taoism, Wudangshan is afraid that it will be difficult to bear such a crime.

The storm outside the non-stop liquor store was much less, and the thunderbolt in the night sky disappeared completely. The atmosphere that enveloped the remote place of Luoyang City was much soothed.

From beginning to end, the bloodless murder that was watching from the cold eyes has moved.

He walked slowly towards the door of the wine shop, leaned on the pillar that was hit by the fight just now, and looked at the sword in the dark shadow and smiled: "I thought I was ruthless enough, but compared to you, it can only be regarded as a small thing, and your harmful kung fu is much higher than your sword kung fu." ”

Asked Jian Sheng's eyes for a moment, and then he remembered that there was a murderous bloodless in the wine shop, turned around and walked out of the dark shadow, and sneered at the murderous bloodless: "Your Excellency is holding grievances for Wudang Mountain, or do you think that this Jianming is wrong?"

Killing people without blood smiled leisurely, looking as if nothing had happened: "How can I be upset for Wudang Mountain, what does it have to do with me if you say right or wrong? ”

Ask the sword sound, staring at the murder without blood for a while. Before he made a move to Yan Qingming, he felt that he was very ignorant of killing without blood, and after killing Yan Qingming, he planned to clean up the murder without blood, he never imagined that it would be the current result.

His mind changed unconsciously.

Although this murderous bloodless person does not know how to lift, it makes him look very unhappy, but he is not a simple character. Being able to stand in front of him indifferently with such a posture must be more capable than he imagined.

Now is the time when there is a shortage of people, a time when there is a shortage of masters, and instead of taking this murderous bloodless opponent because of a moment of unhappiness, it is better to endure the momentary anger and absorb it. Doesn't he like to kill people without blood? He just can make people kill without blood.

And the people who killed were all celebrities. The satisfaction that comes from killing celebrities and killing ordinary people is definitely very different.

Asked Jian Sheng took a few steps forward and said with a smile: "Ben Jianming heard that you are proficient in various killing techniques and are very good at killing?"

Killing without blood smiled: "I'm not good at killing, what else is it called killing without blood?"

Asked Jian Sheng: "That's the case, this Jianming can just take you to kill, are you interested?"

Murder shook his head and said: "I'm not interested, killing is just a hobby for me, not a profession; ”

"If you go to kill people with the same Jianming, you can also be a shopkeeper and control the life and death of others. Asked Jian Sheng smiled weirdly: "And with the same Jian Ming to kill people, the people killed are not ordinary people." ”

"It's not ordinary people who are killed, how can it be not an ordinary law?" Murder looked to the side without blood, and he didn't know if he really didn't know, or if he didn't know.

Ask Jian Sheng smiled: "It's not normal for you to stay here for a lifetime, and you may not be able to kill one of them." ”

"Like—"

"For example, when the pavilion master of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion is one of the four strange places today, ink dyeing. ”

Murderous and bloodless glanced at Jian Sheng: "Your next target is a Spring and Autumn Pavilion's ink dyeing?"

The sound of the sword was undisguised: "Not bad." ”

Bloodless smiled and shook his head with a sigh. Didn't speak.

Asked what it meant for Jian Sheng to see that there was no blood in killing: "Do you think this Jianming can't kill Mo Ran?"

Killing without blood smiled: "You can't even kill a Yan Qingming, I really can't find a reason why you can kill Mo Ran." ”

Asked Jian Sheng and smiled: "Can you kill Yan Qingming, you should have seen it very clearly just now, if it weren't for the appearance of the Wudang Sword Saint and the people from Leng Yan Palace, Yan Qingming would have died no less than ten times." ”

"So what?"

The murderous bloodless snorted twice: "The difference between Yan Qingming, who came to Luoyang, and ink dyeing, is equivalent to a heaven and an underground. ”

Asked Jian Sheng smiled disapprerovingly: "Ben Jianming knows what you mean. Do you think that Mo Ran is a well-known old fox, and the number of people who have been killed by him is countless, and even the six relatives have left him, and there are many organs in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, and it is difficult to get alive, if you break in, you will only go and have no return, and this Jianming will definitely not be able to kill him, right?"

Killing people without blood: "It's not that I think, but that's the truth." ”

"But you forgot about the upcoming Yumen Conference. ”

Ask Jian Sheng's eyes turned, revealing an extremely cunning expression: "A Spring and Autumn Pavilion likes to record the major events on the rivers and lakes, such a grand event must not be missed;

The murderous bloodless look was stunned, and the conversation changed sharply, and asked, "Do you want me to kill Mo Dye with you?"

Asking the sound of the sword, he could see that he was a little tempted to kill people without blood, and said with a smile: "People go to high places, water flows to low places, you who have killed so many nameless people, you must also have the interest of killing celebrities." ”

Murder was bloodless and pondered, and after a moment he replied: "I'm not sure if I'm interested, but it's certain that you will pay me a million taels for the things you broke here tonight." ”

"One million taels?" asked Jian Sheng's eyebrows moved, as if he didn't expect to say such a number without blood.

Asked the sound of the sword, the eyebrows of the people behind him also moved. In their eyes, this murderous bloodless is not to claim compensation from Wen Jiansheng, but to tell Jian Sheng that he is tired of living.

Only people who are tired of life dare to blackmail and ask the sword so openly.

Murder without blood did not look at those frowning brows, nodded and confirmed: "One million taels." ”

Everyone stopped these four words, and they all waited for the sword to be ordered, and then drew the sword out of the sheath again.

Unexpectedly, the sword voice said loudly: "One million taels is a bit less, and this Jianming will compensate you two million taels." ”

Murder closed his eyes and sighed: "Jian Ming is Jian Ming, he is really conscious, and he has not embarrassed those who eat public funds." ”