Thirsty horses, tired cows, Xiao Er has never seen a person who drinks tea like this in his life, and he has refilled three pots in a row, and he is still screaming for water.

Although this place is thousands of miles away from Jiangdao Tower, Qiu Tongqi is still very panicked in his heart, he wants to drink water when he panics, and this tea is not used to quench his thirst at all, but to calm his mind.

Just when the fifth pot of tea was brought to the table, a man in a black robe walked into the store, only to see him wet and wet, Xiao Er welcomed him in, stood at the door and looked outside for a long time, the moon hung high outside, and I don't know where it rained so heavily, and the man in black robe came in all the way from the outside, leaving a wet footprint.

After the black-robed man entered the store, he went straight to the table of Qiu Tong's coffin and sat down opposite him.

Qiu Tongcoffin was looking up and drinking tea, when he suddenly felt a jerky smell of water in the brand, put down the teacup, and saw that there was another person in front of him.

He glanced around, there were many empty tables around him, and he couldn't understand why the black-robed man was squeezing into the same table as him.

Qiu Tongcoffin, who went out for the first time, kept in mind a sentence, less talk is less disaster, generally most of the disasters in the rivers and lakes come from the mouth.

Qiu Tong's coffin guarded the rules, but it was easily broken by the black-robed man.

When the black-robed man spoke, it was as if he had a ball of water in his throat: "It's good to catch up." ”

Qiu Tongqi asked tentatively: "You... Know me?"

The black-robed man's hat was very long, covering his face so that it was impossible to see his true face.

The black-robed man nodded: "I know you, I should have only met you today." ”

Qiu Tongcoffin said: "And I definitely don't know you, the rivers and lakes are too stormy, if you have fewer friends, you will have a few more ways to live, and you will see you back." ”

Qiu Tongcoffin was about to walk away with a teapot.

The black-robed man continued to talk to himself: "Uncle Jiang doesn't seem to know that you have left today. ”

Qiu Tongxiang immediately sat back: "Do you know Uncle Jiang? You were sent by Uncle Jiang to chase me?"

The black-robed man shook his head: "I'm not here to chase you, I'm here to wait for you." I was afraid you wouldn't be here today, but luckily you did. ”

Qiu Tongcoffin said: "Uncle Jiang knows all about me, so did he make any arrangements with him?"

The black-robed man said: "There is no arrangement, and he doesn't know about you." ”

Qiu Tongcoffin said: "This is impossible, since you know Uncle Jiang, it is impossible for Uncle Jiang to let you chase me without saying anything." ”

The black-robed human: "I know Uncle Jiang, Uncle Jiang doesn't know me, just like I know you, you don't know me, in this world, I know a lot of people, but no one knows me." ”

The water on the black-robed man's body is still dripping on the ground, you must know that almost a stick of incense has passed since he entered the store, and the water on his body has not dried up at all.

Qiu Tongcoffin finally felt a little weird, and he slowly moved backwards.

Who knew that the black-robed man appeared in front of Qiu Tong's coffin in a flash, and at such a short distance, he finally saw the black-robed man's face clearly.

It was a face without a single hair, no hair, no eyebrows, no beard, and the whole face was a miserable white.

Qiu Tongcoffin was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, and this person's complexion looked white and blue, like a legendary water ghost.

The black-robed man opened his mouth, revealing a row of white and thin teeth: "Let's go, the master said that when it is night, you still have to go to the Divine Tomb Sword Tomb to practice martial arts, but you can't miss the hour." ”

Only then did Qiu Tongcoffin realize that the black-robed man in front of him was sent by a nymphomaniac, and he exclaimed, "No... No... I don't... Get back. ”

I saw the black-robed man stretching out a water-white palm, between his fingers, there were still webs, looking at the strange hand, Qiu Tongcoffin smelled a strange water vapor again, and suddenly felt that his double eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he was very sleepy, and he didn't wait for that hand to get close to him, he was already asleep and couldn't wake up.

By the time the innkeeper was tired and sweaty, and ran out with the sixth pot of tea, the lobby was already empty except for a strange pool of water stains.

Xiao Er scolded to himself: "This year is really any weird person can be encountered, today there is one more cheating tea to eat, it is really unfavorable for the passing year, if God has long eyes, quickly lower the retribution." ”

Qiu Tong's retribution, because of the blessing of Xiao Er, came very quickly.

The black-robed man dragged Qiu Tong's coffin all the way to the Mengjiang River, and when he reached the riverside, the black-robed man blew out a blister from his mouth, and the bubble became bigger and bigger.

The blisters were connected to the black-robed man's body, the black-robed man found a cliff, the river wind blew on his hairless face, and the moonlight reflected on his face, and it flashed with bursts of fish scales.

The black-robed man jumped forward, took Qiu Tong's coffin, jumped directly into the Mengjiang River from the cliff.

I don't know how long it has been, Qiu Tongqi woke up slowly, and as soon as he woke up, his lungs emitted a sharp pain, as if someone was crushing his lungs at this time.

His nose and throat were filled with bursts of heavy moisture, and the uncomfortable feeling made him roll on the ground.

But after just two rolls, he stopped and didn't dare to move, because he saw a man.

In the dimly lit room, a light of heaven came down from above, and the light illuminated a silver hair, and also illuminated a thin old man, a nymphomaniac!

The sat on an ancient wooden lacquered chair and supported his head with one hand: "Next time, next time, if you still have the idea of running, you can rest assured that I will prepare the fastest horse in the world for you, so as not to embarrass you, now I am afraid that if you throw a fish into the fierce river, you can be much faster than you." ”

The imagined what he remembered, and suddenly said: "Oh... By the way, I forgot, I'm afraid you won't live next time. ”

Qiu Tongqi whispered: "I... I... Don't dare anymore. ”

The nympho pointed his finger around: "You are now, but the only hope for this group of dead waste, I only have one request for you, to learn these moves alive, you can't just care about them to have fun, but let me be disappointed, then, I will definitely be very angry, and the result of my anger is that you will be very miserable." ”

Before Qiu Tongcoffin could ask what this sentence meant, the ancient wooden lacquered chair slowly rose into the air with a nymphomaniac and disappeared.

In the dim room, Qiu Tongcoffin was the only one left, and suddenly he heard a knife draw, and he asked in surprise: "Who!?? who is there!!"

The sound of knives began, and the killing intent came.

A phantom carrying a long knife rushed out of the shadows and slashed at Qiu Tong's left shoulder.

A stream of blood rose from the sky, Qiu Tongcoffin didn't feel pain at this time, he only heard that the knife seemed to be stuck in his bones, and it kept making a piercing sound.

Half a breath later, the belated pain made him scream uncontrollably.

As soon as he shouted, the phantom also disappeared, and just as Qiu Tongcoffin was covering his shoulders and wailing, another phantom with an iron fan in his hand rushed out from the darkness again.

Between the opening and closing of the iron fan, it was like a star lighting up the sky, the shadow arrived in front of Qiu Tong's coffin, the iron fan was as urgent as raindrops, and when his head fell, Qiu Tong's coffin subconsciously began to dodge left and right.

But how could Qiu Tongxiang, who had no cultivation, dodge it, but hit the fan several times, and the iron fan left several large blood holes on his face.

At the moment of life and death, Qiu Tongcoffin couldn't care about so much, he only asked for a life, even if his body was scarred by the shadow of a fan, he didn't hesitate to do it.

Suddenly, the figure flew backwards, Qiu Tong's coffin was still flashing, and he panted as he watched the figure slowly take the iron fan into his arms and disappear into the darkness.

He finally caught his breath, but he felt something hot rolling down his ears, and he subconsciously took his hand to catch it.

However, when he looked at the object in his hand, his eyes looked as if he had been pricked with a needle.

What rolled down from his ears was his ears, which had been cut off by the roots and placed in his hands, steaming hot.

There are some things that are usually placed there, inconspicuous, and may not be seen for a long time, but suddenly one day, it is placed in another place, and when you look at it again, it will be a living horror story.

For example, Qiu Tongcoffin's ear.

Qiu Tong's hands kept trembling, and the screaming voice in his mouth became louder and louder: "Ah!!!!!!!!!hhhhhhh

In the dim room, in the empty room, there was only the crazy roar of a young man.

Nightmares don't care about Qiu Tongqi's mood, because nightmares have just begun.

Two figures rose from the ground, one with a sword and the other with a stick.

The most vicious side of Qiu Tongcoffin's human nature was completely detonated by the two figures.

Qiu Tongqi gritted his teeth, and his eyes were only a large white patch: "Come on, come on! Lao Tzu is not afraid of you! You actually cut off my ears! My ears! Ah!!!"

Qiu Tongcoffin rushed towards the stick bearer like a mad dog, gritting his teeth as if he was about to tear everything in front of him to pieces.

The long stick swept out, hit the ground, and exploded a thunderbolt, and the man with the stick jumped high, and the stick was like wind and thunder, and it hit Qiu Tong's coffin directly.

A meteorite fell on Qiu Tong's coffin in the sky, and after a scream, Qiu Tong's coffin fell to the ground.

The stick bearer did not have any reservations, and directly smashed the backbone of Qiu Tong's coffin with a stick.

Qiu Tongqi wanted to run, but he couldn't feel the presence of his feet anymore.

He used to feel that having nothing to eat was the greatest despair in the world, but tonight, he finally understood how comfortable and leisurely a hungry day was.

Thinking that he would not be able to stand up for the rest of his life, he cried uncontrollably.

What did he do wrong, he kept thinking about this problem, or he shouldn't have come out and run around with nothing, or he shouldn't have entered Jiangdaolou, or he shouldn't starve to the back door of Jiangdaolou, even if he starved to death in other places, maybe he had already been reincarnated as a human being and lived a nourishing life, how could he be reduced to this point and let others torture and kill.

Although Qiu Tong's coffin was already half-crippled, the movements in the sword-wielding man's hand still did not stop, and in the distance, he began to run wildly with the sword, and the closer he got to it, the more intense the sword intent on his body became.

A step away from Qiu Tong's coffin, he stopped suddenly, and in an instant, on that sword, the sword was magnificent, countless flying swords poured out, and a sword rain appeared.

Qiu Tongcoffin watched his unconscious lower body drenched in rotten flesh by the rain of swords.

The corners of his eyes had cracked open, but they still couldn't contain the horror in his eyes.

When he was about to say goodbye to this world, he suddenly thought of a horror story that he could show off when he met people in the future: "You... Have you ever been drenched in a rain of swords?"