Chapter Twenty-Seven: Broken, Broken, Broken
The light rain was dripping, and the slanting wind and drizzle covered Qingwu Town with a thin veil.
The little girl who was kicked by "Daddy Xiaopang" with only one breath left has disappeared, and Zhao Ling was also not found in the crowd, thinking that they were safe.
In the street field, Lu An was still motionless.
Sima Liang couldn't help frowning, the sunny boy in the past no longer exists, although this guy looks stupid, but in fact, this kid is very good, and he almost fooled him.
However, at this moment, it was as if he had lost his soul, as if he had suffered a great mental contusion.
"Forget it, it's okay to be stupid, whoever likes to take care of it. ”
Sima Liang shrugged his shoulders, looked at the battle in the distance outside the town, and walked straight out of the town, he didn't want to miss the good opportunity to know Gu Sijun's roots, knowing himself and knowing the enemy, so that he could make up his mind and not die.
Smack-
Lu An was slapped to the ground and lay on the ground, his expression was still wooden, and his heart was like ashes.
Sima Liang shook his palm, glanced at Lu An, and was angry, and he missed a good opportunity like this!
Smack!
"Let me miss such a good opportunity!"
Sima Liang simply sat on Lu An, slapped and slapped, slapping Lu An's slap while scolding and muttering.
- It works!
The dull eyes focused a little, and quickly exhaled the palm of his hand, raised it high, and waved it suddenly.
"Your fault, your pot, how can you make up for it!"
After several slaps, Lu An's cheeks were red and swollen, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and Sima Liang instantly felt refreshed.
- It's so cool!
Suddenly, the earth-shattering noise outside the town attracted his attention, and when he looked up, the drizzle was hazy, but he couldn't see any wonderful battle situation, and Sima Liang suddenly felt depressed in his heart.
“!!!”
"Let you do me a good thing! Make your mind unstrong! Boy! You have managed to attract the attention of this son!!"
Bang Bang Bang -
There were a series of slaps again, Lu An's fat and swollen face, his cheeks were raised high, and he was directly fat three times, so it seems that not only is it not ugly, but it is a little cute.
The slanting wind and drizzle suddenly became surging, and the rain hit the plantains, and it poured down.
Lu An's eyebrows moved slightly at this time, and he began to subconsciously touch his cheeks.
Sima Liang's eyes lit up, he got up and shook off his red, swollen and numb hands, and picked up the seven-star sword that fell beside him.
- Fortunately, there is salvation, then come and give him a big dose!
"Boy, what kind of physique do you look like now! Are you worthy of your father and mother! Are you worthy of your ancestors and ancestors!"
Boom –
As he spoke, Sima Liang pulled out the seven-star sword in anger, held the sword in both hands, and thrust it downward, three points into the stone, and the debris splashed.
While!
With a crisp and pleasant collision sound, the seven-star sword went straight into Lu An's ear by an inch.
This blow was like a frightened sound, Lu An suddenly sat up, Sima Liang didn't react for a while, only felt a sharp pain between the two streams below, like a heartbreak......
- Horse Egg ...... It hurts, it hurts, it hurts......
Sima Liang hunched his head and stretched his head, holding his legs, his face was red, and the green tendons between his neck were protruding, and at this time, there was a trace of doubt in his ears, "Liang, big, brother?......"
Bang –
Sima Liang bowed his body and punched him directly, Lu An was bleeding from his nose and slowly fell backwards......
Qingwu Town, the sheep intestine trail next to the meat bun shop at the end of the town, is full of people and is sparsely populated, and an unknown tavern is opened.
The tavern is remote and deserted, and the venue is not large, and there are a few old tables inside and outside, although there are no customers, but the tables are exceptionally clean and shiny, and the wooden benches and wooden tables are old because of frequent use.
At this moment, it is unbelievable that there is a teenager sitting in such a cold and remote museum.
The young man was dressed in a strong robe, no more than twelve years old, his appearance was shocking, and he could be called handsome, but his resolute edges and corners, slender eyebrows and eyes, but there was a fierce killing intent.
On the table was an eight-foot broken blade giant sword, with a short bone blade pinned to his waist, although it restrained its killing intent, it still invisibly exuded an unapproachable momentum.
"Mr. Luo, please. ”
At this time, a ball of meat rolled out from the dark place in the corner of the room, which looked like a ball of meat, but it was actually a person.
This person has a round head, a round brain, a round body, round hands and feet, the whole thing is round, like a ball of meat, his facial features are buried in the flesh, and he can't see his eyes, nose, mouth and ears, which is extremely weird.
This meat ball shopkeeper looks funny and clumsy, but his movements are extremely flexible and light.
Rogan didn't dare to hold it up, got up and saluted back, and followed his guidance into the inner hall of the tavern.
Pushing open the door of the inner hall, his hand shook, he was stunned, and quickly retracted his expression and returned to his cold color.
Big, really big!
Behind the inner hall, there are many rooms on both sides of the aisle, dense, the aisle is even more bottomless, and it looks like an impermeable secret room, obviously there are no lights and no torches, but it is as bright as day.
Weird!
Luo Gan glanced back suspiciously, the meat ball shopkeeper was not far behind him, he seemed to feel the gaze in the meat ball, as if with a smile.
- Isn't this just for him?
With this in mind, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp and shining, and he stepped firmly into the corridor aisle.
Xu was delusional, as if something was shaking in front of him.
Smack!
The wooden door closed, and the inner hall was silent, and only his own breathing and heartbeat could be heard.
Quack, crunch –
The sound of stepping on the plank, walking carefully and slowly, with a high concentration of mind, and ears pricked up to be vigilant, in order to cope with the incompleteness.
I don't know how long I walked, Rogan found that this place was intricate, like a labyrinth, and each room was the same size, the display was the same, and the aisles were constantly repeated.
It's just that the visual fatigue is far less than the mental fatigue, the tense nerves, if it weren't for the rock-solid heart and the support of that obsession, otherwise he would have collapsed here.
Rogan threw away the vigilance in his heart at this moment, his body and mind were empty, and he was light, and he just kept walking, and his eyes were repeated, as if there was no end.
He couldn't tell the direction or the way back, he knew that he was lost, lost in this endless corridor, although this place obviously gave him a sense of regularity, but he couldn't help but not understand.
It is rumored that in addition to knowing the world, he is also proficient in mathematics, and there is no false name under his fame.
Now...... He was afraid that he was in the formation that had been extended by the number technique.
After figuring it out, he unsheathed the broken sword, threw it to the ground, closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged, as if an old monk had settled down.
Time ticked by.
Rogan was calm and motionless.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with a sneer, which was more like a child than his twelve-year-old child.
He had been silently counting the time in his heart for half a day, but he did not feel any discomfort, especially not feeling hungry and empty for a long time...... If you add in the time he came in, he hasn't eaten for a day!
"Mr. Mo, since you want to see your juniors, why make it difficult. ”
Bang Bang –