Mr. Qu, Lin Mei'er, and Lao Meng closed their mouths, their eyes looked directly at the sword in Li Qing's hand, and in an instant they seemed to understand that it was really not the right time for them to come today.

Li Qing said slowly: "I never like to kill people casually, unless this person... ”

Mr. Qu suddenly raised his voice and said loudly, "Do you still want to kill us?"

Li Qing's face was expressionless, treating such a person, he only had hatred in his heart, facing Mr. Qu Li Qing said coldly: "The damned must die!"

Mr. Qu's dumb voice held back for a moment, and said, "I have long heard that your sword is the fastest, and today I want to see how fast your sword is?"

Li Qing said coldly: "The moment my sword is unsheathed, you will never smoke dry tobacco again in this life." ”

Young people like to talk big, and although older people know how to be deep, older people won't believe young people's words, and Mr. Qu wants to prove his ideas.

"It's a shame that this bong has been with me for years. Mr. Qu looked at his big cigarette stick.

Li Qing sighed and said coldly: "Something that can kill people is not a good thing to keep in your hands." ”

"What does it mean to be a good thing?" Mr. Qu's face was ugly, but his mouth was still asking.

This person's words are really a bit much, Li Qing didn't want to speak anymore, but Mr. Qu, who couldn't say this clearly, he still held back his impulsive bottom line.

"Whatever is in the hands of a good person, it is a good thing, and if the person who takes it is not a good thing in the first place. Li Qing didn't want to finish his words.

"You say I'm not a good thing ... Mr. Qu's face began to distort.

Li Qing smiled and said lightly: "This, I don't seem to have said it." ”

Although the words are very subtle, everyone will understand the meaning of this sentence, Mr. Qu should not be a fool, he knows the meaning of this sentence better than anyone in front of the wooden house.

The big cigarette stick sounded in his hand, and his eyes widened, he would not believe such a legend at all, no matter how fast the sword was, it had to leave the scabbard.

The difference in time is an opportunity, and this opportunity is a mistake for a master, and Mr. Qu seems to have found this opportunity.

The big cigarette pole was raised instantly, and the smell of e-cigarette oil in the old cigarette pole suddenly wafted out of the air.

Mr. Qu's dumb voice snorted, and the cigarette stick in his hand stabbed at Li Qing who was standing like a judge's pen, but all he smelled was the smell of cigarette oil, and the person had not yet come to Li Qing.

The large stabbed cigarette stick stopped in the air.

What kind of sword is a sword?

No one saw, no one could see how the sword was unsheathed, and all held their breath as the man stood still on the ground.

Mr. Qu's feet only took one step, and the cheer was only half uttered.

What a fast sword!

The wide-eyed eyeballs told the people here that he would never believe that there was such a fast sword in the world, and the cigarette stick in his hand slowly loosened and fell to the ground.

Li Qing looked at this person coldly and said coldly: "I have already told you that the moment I draw my sword, you will never have the opportunity to smoke dry tobacco in this life." ”

Mr. Qu put his hands around his neck, and he wanted to open his mouth, but unfortunately no sound came out of his throat.

With his mouth wide open, bright red blood oozed from his fingers with every movement.

One hand let go of his neck, and his finger pointed at Li Qing, as if he wanted to say something, but the person fell to the ground with a bang, leaving nothing behind.

Li Qing turned his voice and looked at the remaining two people, the faces of these two began to turn pale, and sweat flowed from Lao Meng's face.

For the first time, he felt that death was so terrible, and every time he met someone he wanted to kill in his world, it was like a fish falling on a case.

As soon as he slapped the palm of his hand, no matter how big the fish was, he would immediately faint on his table, the knife in his hand was spinning rapidly, and he liked to see the moment when the scales of the fish were flying.

But this is just his fantasy world, he never thought that there would be such a day, death will fall on him, it turns out that it is so terrible.

"Tell me, who is Mr. Li and where is he?" Li Qing raised his voice.

Lao Meng's face was shaking, he wanted to say this person, but after a moment of hesitation, he closed his mouth again, and he became hesitant.

The waiting for death is a mockery of human nature.

If you face a powerful opponent and have no chance to struggle, this is the sadness in your heart, and Lao Meng's heart is instantly cold.

Lao Meng only had one feeling at the moment, he really came to the wrong place today, like a fat sheep that walked into the lions.

"It's a pity for your craft, if you stay in the Drunken Immortal Mansion with peace of mind, you will be the best cook. Gao Qian looked at Lao Meng.

Countless times I came to the Drunken Immortal Building, tasting the dishes he made, and I didn't expect that he would be an enemy he was looking for.

How could this person be the 'Four Monsters of the Western Regions'? Li Qing couldn't figure it out at the moment.

Lao Meng's face twitched for a long time before he said: "A person's life, if it is in his own hands, I will definitely choose to be a good cook, but unfortunately I walk in the rivers and lakes." ”

People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.

It was a most sentimental choice, but many chose him, and this phrase seemed to turn into the best excuse when they needed comfort the most.

"Mr. Li, he went... After thinking about it for a long time, Lao Meng wanted to say a word, but unfortunately Li Qing only heard half of it.

Another mystery remained in Lao Meng's mouth.

Lao Meng's mouth closed instantly, and the sudden attack made him have no chance to speak again.

When Li Qing was standing here, he never thought that Lin Mei'er was cunning and vicious, he really had nothing to say about such a woman.

Beautiful women have a terrible habit of doing things that others can't think of.

Lin Meier's technique was too fast, and this white and delicate little hand instantly hit countless hidden weapons.

At the same time, Li Qing saw that she actually pulled out a very thin needle from her sleeve, with a very thin silver thread on it.

This is an embroidery needle.

The tiny embroidery needle flew straight into Li Qing's eyes, and the silver silk was very long, no matter how fast Li Qing's hand was, he couldn't use his fingers to clamp such a small embroidery needle.

Retreating sharply, Li Qing's figure flashed quickly, and at the moment when his body retreated, he heard Lin Mei'er's laughter.

The red garment was a flash of lightning, and without warning, the woman took off and landed on the carriage.

Lao Meng was too close to Lin Meier, he never thought that Lin Meier would attack him, and the hidden weapon that flew out was a plum blossom needle.

The light and subtle plum blossom needles, like the scattered flowers of the heavenly maiden, sprinkled on Lao Meng's face.

A sturdy man, he didn't even curse a word, Lao Meng's big kitchen knife spun and fell straight to Lin Mei'er on the carriage.

The person had just rushed out a few steps away, and his huge body fell to the ground, and Lin Mei'er's sneer immediately came to the wooden house. "I'm stupid, I don't know that the old lady's needle is poisonous?" Lin Mei'er in the carriage stared at Lao Meng who fell to the ground.

The heart of the most poisonous woman, Li Qing couldn't believe it when he heard this, this woman would attack her companions.

There is no mercy to treat such a person, and the moment Li Qing stopped his footing, his body floated up and flew towards the carriage.

The silver needle attacked again, this time Lin Meier's little hand came out at the same time, and two silver needles flew out, and Li Qing had to turn over and retreat again.

Sure enough, it is an embroidered woman, she can not only send out hidden weapons, but also use flying needles, which is the real weapon in Lin Meier's hands.

Besides, there is poison in her secret weapon, and people who want to live will definitely not risk their lives, Li Qing understands this truth.

Opportunities will appear at any time, and the moment Li Qing knows that the moment he moves back, there is one person who will inevitably make a move, and this person is also using a secret weapon.

Gao Qian has a name called Flying Cat, and his secret weapon is a flying arrow.

Although his face was very cold, he still shot quickly.

His body rose on the spot in the blink of an eye, his hands were fired together, the flying arrows had already left his hands, and his flying arrows actually shot six at the same time.

It is easy for a person to forget the kindness of others, but it is very difficult for a person to forget the hatred of the past.

Gao Qian's heart only has hatred, this is his love for his friend, this feeling has been pressed in his heart for a long time, and he has only one choice.

Can't let go of this woman who is even more terrible than a spider.

The coffin on the carriage moved at this moment, and the person in the coffin did not come out, but the coffin stood upright, and the coffin standing vertically on its side blocked the arrows flying from Gao Qian.

The six arrows all pierced into the wooden plank of the coffin, and the flying arrows were still shaking up and down the moment they pierced into the plank with the hatred of Gao Qian.

A man's voice came from the coffin, very powerful!

"Why is hatred always in mind, but grace forgotten the fastest?" the man in the coffin sighed.

The familiar sigh made Li Qing feel depressed, could this person really not die?

This friend of Xiao Tears, many people are looking for him, this person just likes to hide in a coffin, this preference is not good at all.

This person is still alive? Zi Die lied to herself, Li Qing always thought that she was very kind, so a beautiful girl should not lie?

"You should be living in a coffin, this is your home. Xiao Tear, who was standing, said angrily.

"It's a place where the dead like, but I'm alive, but I found a problem, and it's very good. The man in the coffin smiled.

This person shouldn't laugh, his laughter is more ugly than crying, Li Qing is a little reluctant to hear his voice, this person still has the heart to laugh now?

Li Qing calmed his heart, he wanted to see what beautiful words could Xiao Tear's friend hide in the big red coffin?

"What kind of things would interest you so much?" Xiao Tear asked curiously, and they seemed to be starting to talk about everyday things now.

"No one cares if a person is hiding in a coffin or not, and in anyone's heart, as long as he is lying in a coffin, he will think that this person is dead. The man in the coffin said again.

This logic seems to be very reasonable, Li Qing silently agreed in his heart, no one likes to toss a dead person, and he is not a big coffin of a high-ranking official.

Only this kind of person, when he dies, likes to leave some gold and silver treasures in his big coffin, which the living always remember.

"This time I'll keep you in the coffin forever. With the voice, Xiao's tearful figure floated out again.