"You're the person I hate the most," Monk Hua felt the murderous aura behind him, this person he didn't even want to see in his dreams.

"I've never liked anyone else," said Loneliness, Loneliness.

"You always like to stand behind others?" said the flower monk.

"Because I don't want to see your old face," the lonely voice was very cold, cold like the wind in winter, making people's hearts instantly cold to the extreme.

"You're really not a likable person," said the flower monk, who stopped the rotation of his hand, and the black rosary was clutched in his hand.

"This person, I like the most today," Li Qing said with a smile. Li Qing already knew from the crow's eyes that there was another person outside the window.

There is only one person who can stand behind the flower monk and will not let himself find out, this must be lonely, when he is quiet, the birds that go home can't see him.

Now this person is only liked by Li Qing, when he appears, the world will be peaceful, in his world, there are only two kinds of people, and there are only living people and dead people in the lonely world.

The world of the dead is always peaceful and quiet, and no living person wants to weigh the gains and losses of the dead unless he is a living dead.

"You definitely don't like me," Lonely looked at Monk Flower's neck, he looked very carefully, he must have wanted to find a place where his sword could easily pierce in.

"You should go take a shower first," sighed Lonely again. The lonely sword did not strike, he fell under the window, and he stood behind the flower monk.

"Shall I take a bath?" Monk Hua was very strange, Monk Hua didn't understand, the crow continued to stare into her eyes, she just didn't understand.

At this time, loneliness will make the flower monk go to the bath? Does he like to kill the people after the bath, the crow thought, he must not go to the bath now.

"Hey, he must dislike your neck," Li Qing knew the lonely personality, when this person kills, his sallow face will be even whiter.

Li Qing didn't want to see the two faces behind him, these two faces, one must be sweaty and the other sallow white.

"My neck?" asked the flower monk, but he didn't dare to move, he was afraid that the moment he turned back, the sword would pierce his Adam's apple, and the speed of this sword, he didn't dare to think about trying it.

At this moment, he knew that there was loneliness standing behind him, and the sword of loneliness would come to his neck at any moment.

But he wondered why Loneliness had to let him take a bath, could his neck become so hard as to cut off his head with a lonely sword?

It's a pity that when he hears lonely words, it is not as he wants, and lonely words are like actually cutting off the head of a chicken.

"Wash your neck, cut off your head and hang it beautifully," said Lonely.

The flower monk is not a monk, he thinks of the moment when he kills a pig, the pig will be tied to four legs, lying in a large wooden basin, and its body will be poured with hot water.

Then there is a sharp knife that cuts off the pig's head, and its head will be hung high, and the big pig's head with the pig's eyes closed will be grinned.

Monk Hua felt that he was in a steam bath, his neck was constantly sweating, he wanted to pick up the fan on the ground, he also wanted to let the people behind him get out of the way, he wanted to get the wind outside the window.

Monk Hua felt that his head was already hanging high, he just didn't keep his mouth shut, he wanted to close his mouth now, he didn't want to hear anyone talk.

There are men who don't understand amorous feelings, and Monk Hua heard Li Qing's words, and this person's words are always inexplicable.

"We should start a race now," said Lee, who stood in front of the crows.

"A game, what game?" said the crow. The crow feels that the men at night are very humorous, and the men at this time like to talk in their mouths.

"Now you are standing in front of me, I am standing in front of the flower monk, and we are now a string of sugar gourds," Li Qingdao.

"Sugar gourds on the street?" the crow's face began to change, she knew that the sugar gourds, the sugar gourds were all strung together.

The crow is a woman, she also grew up as a child, and she has eaten sugar gourds from street vendors.

The four of them now are like a string of sugar gourds, but without the bamboo skewer in the middle, the lonely sword is slender, and his sword can be used as a bamboo skewer.

"Now I want to try, who is at the top of the sugar gourd?" Li Qingdao, he had a smile on his face when he spoke, but he didn't look back.

"I, I don't want to be a sugar gourd," the crow's body trembled, she felt her legs start to go limp, and she knew that she must be the first candy fruit to wear on a bamboo skewer.

She looked at the door, the door of the room didn't open, she must now regret why she had to close it?

"It seems that she doesn't want to be a sugar gourd on the street," said Lone Standing at the end.

"To be honest, I don't want to be this sugar gourd," Li Qing said leisurely.

Li Qing saw that the crow's tears had flowed, was she regretting it? The crow began to cry, "God, I really can't help it, it's all the ghost of the flower monk." ”

Li Qing said softly: "But Monk Hua believes in you very much, you are the female leader here, and it is you who help him contact Liu Haozi." ”

"Bah, damn Liu Hezi, it's not reassuring to be dead," the crow suddenly stopped crying and said viciously.

She picked up the handkerchief in her hand and came to her face, and the moment she wiped her tears, a dark smile appeared in the corner of her eyes.

At this moment, Li Qing suddenly heard a shout from the Wanhua Building, which was the sound of a woman's quarrel, the sound was very loud, and the sound of tables and chairs smashing.

The three men were all surprised, what the hell was going on outside? Now someone has come to the Wanhua Building to make trouble?

Li Qing couldn't help frowning his brows, and he saw that at this moment the crow opened the handkerchief in his hand.

The hand towel shook off in an instant, and a fragrance hit the three men in front of him, the crow's trembling legs at the moment were no longer trembling, and her delicate legs became very dexterous.

The little feet had been raised, and the figure went straight to the door of the room, and the moment the door opened, only the words of the three men and the crow were left in the room. "I'm a crow, I'm not a stupid magpie. ”

The flower monk smelled the most fragrant aroma, his head did not hang, and now he could only hang on his neck.

Li Qing wanted to block the crows running out, but the moment he saw the handkerchief picked up, he could only dodge, and Li Qing's figure floated straight up.

The moment he floated, he remembered a person, he knew that Yang Chun was still alive, and this crow in front of him would also use this?

A woman's handkerchief is also a weapon, a weapon that makes a smart man unguardable, and the handkerchief must have a drug in it.

Li Qing's figure was clinging to the roof of the room, there happened to be a wooden beam here, Li Qing didn't want to fall now, he looked at the flower monk who fell to the ground, this is the most unlucky flower monk.

The lonely figure has disappeared, the window is open, Li Qing sees that the night is already very deep, this lonely time to leave, and it is also the time for him to come.

Li Qing saw that a head was exposed inside the door at this moment, this is also a big bald head, this big bald head is not a flower monk, and the figure of Mengdie quietly slipped in.

Mengdie saw the flower monk who fell to the ground, she covered her little mouth in surprise, came to the flower monk's side, and muttered, "Damn dead bald head." ”

Li Qing heard the first words of Mengdie sneaking in, he held his mouth hard, did this Mengdie forget that he was also a big bald head?

This is a crow training a pig, they are not of the same kind, they are just the same color, but today the crow has flown away.

Li Qing secretly thought to himself, this is a group of strange women, this flying crow is a ghost person, Dream Butterfly should come to the Valley of Ten Thousand Butterflies, she is very familiar with Fluttershy.

But they are all in the Wanhua Building controlled by the crows that flew away, what is their relationship? Now Mengdie is in this room.

How did she sneak here? Li Qing wondered, he saw the bald Mengdie come to the window, stretched out her big bald head to look outside, and her little hand on her head.

"Did the stinky boy slip away?" was Mengdie's second sentence.

Li Qing was a little strange, how did she know that she had returned to the Wanhua Building? Could it be that she hadn't left the dart game at all, she had been peeking in the backyard of the dart board?

"It's useless to give it to a girl, it's just a big fool," this was Mengdie's third sentence, she closed the window with her hand and came to Monk Hua's side.

The little foot was raised, she kicked the flower monk with her foot, shook her big bald head, and the flower monk who fell to the ground did not react.

Mengdie looked around, snorted, and immediately left the room quickly, and when she left, she gently closed the door of the room.

Waiting for everything to be quiet again, Li Qing fell from the roof, he put his hand next to the flower monk's nose and tried it, he felt a trace of heat.

Now the flower monk is not dead, the crow spilled only medicine, and Li Qing's figure floated out of the room.

Seeing Li Qing again, he appeared in the backyard of the dart game, Li Qing's figure fell on the orange tree in the backyard, he quietly looked at the room, listening to every move in the room.

Everything was quiet, there was no lit oil lamp in the room, Li Qing fell down, he was about to walk into this room, Li Qing pushed open the door and walked into the room.

There's no drunken Fluttershy in bed, Fluttershy is gone, she doesn't seem to be drunk, is she pretending to be drunk?

The moonlight was still very bright, only his own figure was moving in the room, Li Qing came to the dresser, and there were many iron boxes on the table.

Li Qing smelled a faint smell of rouge, this is a woman's makeup, these boxes are placed very neatly, Li Qing turned around and came to the door, and closed the door gently.

He came to the window of the room, and in the moonlight, Li Qing saw that the windowsill was sprinkled with silver powder, Li Qing smiled, the people in this room were indeed very cautious.

This room shouldn't be just for Fluttershy, there must be another person living here, who could that person be?

Li Qing was very glad that he pushed the door in, if he entered through this window, he would definitely leave his own marks, and these silver powders would definitely be brought up by his own figure.

In the moonlight, Li Qing heard footsteps, the footsteps were very thin and light, this was the footsteps of a woman, and the footsteps came to the door.

The door didn't push open, and the footsteps stopped in the doorway.