The sound of horses' hooves came quickly, and fast horses were only for men to ride.

Many men rode many fast horses, and the sound of horses' hooves was chaotic.

But they have only one destination, stopping at the door of the 'Longfeng Dart Bureau'.

The men had dismounted, and there were no swords in their hands, and there were no swords.

The horse of the Hanzimen stopped outside the dart board, and the people walked into the backyard of the dart board, and no one among the men squeaked, and no one went to see the master in the yard.

The two coffins had been lifted, and the people behind followed the footsteps of the people in front, and they cooperated very well, and the coffins left the courtyard like this.

Nothing seems to be happening here, and the people here don't seem to have anything to do with them.

Li Qing looked at these strange men, their steps were very fast, and they seemed to be afraid that the people in this coffin would suddenly run out.

The person who ran out was scamming death, and he would definitely scare a living person to death, Li Qing heard that it was quiet in the coffin.

Zhang Fan had already left, and he seemed to have forgotten that Monk Hua was lying in the coffin by himself, and that the crow was a big living person.

Dongfang smiled with a smile on his face, he looked at the departing men and said, "This kind of person can only die like this." ”

"It's best to die like this?" Li Qing looked at Dongfang and smiled, this strange person changed everything here according to his own intentions.

He didn't answer Li Qing's words, nor did he explain, let alone say a word that Li Qing could convince, and he walked out of the room and looked at the departing men, his eyes were not a little curious.

"Let's go find the shadow now," Dongfang smiled and finished speaking, raised his feet, and walked out of this courtyard, his steps were easy.

Li Qing knows that he has no choice now, the story here is over, although there is no satisfactory answer, but the story is still continuing.

I came here just to know who killed Dongfang Xiao's subordinates, and this black pot Li Qing didn't want to carry it on his back.

But here I accidentally met Abin, this guy who has disappeared for a long time, his relationship with Mengdie is not ordinary, their relationship is more than just acquaintance.

The current Dongfang Xiao doesn't care about his own people at all, his relaxed pace is like going to a banquet, and Li Qing, the protagonist of this banquet, doesn't know who it is?

Outside the courtyard was the street, and there was no one on the street to clean the fallen leaves, and Dongfang Xiao's footsteps fell on the leaves, shattering the dream of falling leaves.

His steps were fast and slow, he didn't look back, Li Qing behind him followed his footsteps, and the two of them didn't have any words along the way.

Li Qing knew that any of his questions would be superfluous, this person would not say anything now, although there was a smile on his horse's face, but this smile was not facing himself.

Dongfang Xiao walked with relaxed steps, this person must be forgetful, he has forgotten everything just now.

When a person likes to be forgetful, he is not demented, but he does not like to talk to people, and everyone in the world is the same.

When a person reaches a certain position that he has worked so hard to achieve, he becomes lonely, and naturally becomes a person who does not talk much.

Because every word of his is important, every sentence becomes a command, and he becomes a person who can only give instructions.

Silence is also a kind of communication, and everything may be in this self-evident.

When they turned around, the two just looked at each other and smiled, the friendship of heroes is like the friendship of gentlemen, and the friendship of gentlemen is as light as water, and superfluous words will only become empty words.

When the familiar street appeared in front of him, Li Qing realized that they had only been walking without saying a word for a long time, and everything in the street had not changed.

It's just that the sun in the sky has changed its position, and it tilts its head sideways.

Li Qing remembered the big yellow dog here, and he saw this big yellow dog, this big yellow dog is not in the middle of the street now, and it is no longer in front of the soup noodle restaurant.

Instead, in front of a small restaurant, there is a flag on its dog's head, and the sign of the restaurant is very simple, only two words, restaurant!

It was lying on the ground, and when it saw someone coming, it immediately sat nervously in front of the restaurant, staring at Li Qing with its dog eyes.

When you see a familiar person, a dog doesn't like to bark, and a dog that barks must like to stop a person walking.

At this moment, Li Qing saw that the dog was very honest, its dog mouth was closed very tightly, and it actually held its tail between its legs, drooping its own dog head and quietly slipped away.

There is an old elm tree in the street with fluttering leaves.

The autumn wind brought a cold, and in the cold, Li Qing smelled the aroma of wine, which was not the smell of 'burning knives', this wine fragrance carried a hint of tenderness.

Gentle wine can also bring people spirit.

As long as Dongfang Xiao walked in for a drink, Li Qing decided that he would definitely go in and have a drink, this kind of wine can make people forget everything and remember the past.

Besides, Li Qing still has a lot of doubts, this Dongfang Xiao is a strange person, he started everything today and ended everything today.

He didn't need too many clues now, Li Qing knew that wine could make a friend say what he had to say.

As long as you have enough patience, you will be able to get what you get.

At this moment, the person in front of him has walked into this very small restaurant.

Li Qing walked into this restaurant, and Li Qing was stunned the moment he entered.

Even if Dongfang Xiao doesn't drink a cup now, Li Qing, who entered the door, also wants to have a drink, there are so many friends here, and there are many people who can go to the drunken fairy tower to open a big field.

If his friends of wine and meat are present now, the large number of people will make him jealous and make him red, and the business of this place is good.

The people who were standing were standing straight, with wine jars in their hands, they were not buddies, and there was no need for so many buddies in such a small wine house.

The seated people sat straight, and there were only six tables in the restaurant, and five tables were already full, with strange weapons in front of them.

None of the people who were sitting moved, and none of the people who were standing moved.

The dishes on the table were ready, just a few simple dishes, and everyone had a wine bowl in front of them, and the bowl was full of wine, but no one was drinking now.

None of them used chopsticks to eat, and perhaps the food here was too simple to suit the guests' appetite.

There are only two people at the sixth table, Li Qing knows both of these people, and the familiar can't be familiar, when he encounters such a familiar person drinking, Li Qing just wants to choose to drink.

But now there is no wine in front of Li Qing, he sees that the person on this table only has a bowl of wine, this person is a shadow, and there is a wine jar in front of him, not a wine jug.

There was no bowl or wine in front of Xiao Tears, but he issued a drinking order, and Li Qing heard only one word, 'Drink!'.

At the moment when the shadow picked up the wine, Xiao Tearful and bloody mouth issued a wine order.

The people at the table immediately took up the wine, and the guests here, both men and women, all took the wine bowls in front of them, and the wine poured into everyone's throat with the posture of the shadow. The incessant coughing sound coming from the small restaurant at this moment, the gentle wine can also make people cough, and Xiao's tearful eyes stared at everyone who was drinking, including women.

At the moment when the wine was finished, the people standing picked up the jar in their hands and filled it with wine again, their eyes only looking at the bowl, and none of them dared to squint.

The shadow was coughing, too, and with each cough, the clothes on his chest turned redder, and the blood flowed again, and the coughing vibrated his wounds.

Li Qing felt a little heartache for this friend, the shadow's eyes were full of obsession, his sword was on the table, but his hand was holding a wine bowl, he seemed to have forgotten that he was a swordsman.

A swordsman's hand never leaves his sword unless he is an incompetent swordsman. The first time Li Qing saw the shadow, it would become like this.

The sad shadow Li Qing saw it, it was at the moment when he left with a broken arm, but his hand did not leave his sword, but today's shadow let go of the sword in his hand.

His hand only had the wine bowl and the wine he couldn't drink, and the moment the bowl was empty, Xiao said with tears in his eyes: "You still want to drink?"

"Drink!" said Shadow.

"Pour!" Xiao said with tears in his eyes.

A man immediately stepped forward and picked up the wine jar, the wine was full again, and Xiao Tears issued a wine order again, "Drink!"

The strange people all took up their wines, and they looked at the people in front of them, and now no one made a sound, and they didn't ask why they were drinking this bowl of wine.

Xiao Tear Blood is a bold man, but today this man did not drink, there was no drinking bowl in front of him, only a sword.

This is the sword of the shadow, the golden sword of the shadow is placed in front of Xiao Tear Blood, the scabbard of this sword is made of gold, but Xiao Tear Blood's eyes did not move.

There were more and more coughing sounds around him, and Xiao Tears and Blood furrowed his brows, he didn't like to hear other people's coughs.

There was only a shadow in his eyes now, and he watched the shadow's every move, the shadow coughed more and more, and the clothes on his chest turned red.

Xiao watched Li Qing sit down with tears in his eyes, and watched Li Qing pick up an empty bowl on the table and pour out a bowl of wine before putting away his eyes.

"You want to drink too?" Xiao said with tears in his eyes.

"When a friend is drinking, I must accompany him to drink," Li Qingdao.

"Don't you want to know why he was drinking?" Xiao asked with tears in his eyes.

"I don't want to!" Li Qingdao.

"Refreshing!" Xiao looked at the wine bowl in front of him with tears, and he said, "It's a pity that a friend is very sad today, otherwise I can have a jar with you." ”

There are sad people every day, but Li Qing doesn't believe that today will be a shadow, his chest is bleeding, but his eyes are full of sadness.

Sad men like to drink, and drunk men become more sad.

"Am I a failed man?" Shadow looked at Li Qing and asked suddenly.

"I've only seen drunk men, not failed men," Mr. Li said.

"It's a pity that I lost today, and I lost badly," said Shadow, holding the bowl of wine he had just finished drinking.

"You?" Li Qing wanted to know everything outside the door now, his confident shadow sword, and Zhang Fan's scimitar, these were two amazing men.

They are the protectors of the ghost gate, and Li Qing has seen the moment when the shadow sword is unsheathed.

But now the shadow is indeed very pessimistic, and the fact that he can give up his sword shows that he has given up his heart.

The heart can sustain everything about a person, including his courage.

This shadow heart seems to be so tired and tired now!