The matter of Yun Shengzong's acceptance of disciples came to an end, and Song Chen and his uncle stayed in Fancheng for two days, and then returned to the sect with the disciples they had recruited.

During this period, Song Chen also came to Xu's Mansion and talked with Xu Bing for a while. In his opinion, Xu Bing was a person who made him very affectionate, so he regarded Xu Bing as a friend, and told Xu Bing that if there was an unsolvable difficulty in the future, he could go to the Cloud Saint Sect to ask him for help.

It wasn't until everyone left that the entire Fancheng returned to its former calm, and so did Xu Bing, continuing to live his previous life, continuing to use his spear and dagger to take the lives of the people on the task list.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, it was very cold, and large snowflakes were still falling outside, shrouding the entire Fancheng in a white color.

It's cold, but the people in the city don't feel cold, and every family gathers around the dinner table, talking and laughing, and tasting the taste of the New Year. Whether it is the official eunuch's family, or the businessman's household, or the ordinary people, they are all closed, as if they are afraid that they will lose the New Year's flavor if the door is open.

Xufu is also a lively scene. There was a large table of delicious food in the back hall, and Xu Tianrong, father and son, sat together, eating, drinking and talking. There are also a few small tables in the front hall, where the guards of the palace sit around, and they also talk while eating and drinking.

It can be seen from everyone's words that they have great respect for Xu Tianrong, the owner of the Xu Mansion, and they also love Xu Bing and Lin'er very much. On weekdays, Xu Bing and Lin'er will not have the slightest shelf in front of them, and even when there are difficulties in the next person's home, they will help, and even on this Chinese New Year's Eve, they will specially set up a few tables for them, so that they can taste the long-lost taste of the year on this year-end night.

The cold wind is in a hurry, and I want to ask where the spring flowers are going, go for a season, look at a season, and look back and see the cold......

As the old saying goes, time is like an arrow, and it is like a white horse passing through a gap, and in a blink of an eye, it is another year's time.

It is still the same as the previous year, still a large snowflake is coming on Chinese New Year's Eve, and the entire Fancheng also maintains a quiet color, but the difference is that Xu Bing is not in the Xu Mansion at this time.

Northwest of Fancheng, not far from the City Lord's Mansion, it is a mansion much smaller than Xu Mansion, which is the mansion of Shen Yuanwai in Fancheng.

At this time, on a roof of the Shen Mansion, there stood a thin black-clothed figure, this figure held a black spear in his hand, he was Xu Bing, who went out on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Looking at his appearance, it is obvious that he has a task on his body, and it seems that in this Shen Mansion, there must be someone who is going to die again.

There were large snowflakes floating in the sky outside, but Xu Bing was standing quietly on the roof, not moving a bit, like a statue.

After about a stick of incense, a person staggered to the street in front of the Shen Mansion. This person also looks about the same age as Xu Bing, but his body is a little fat. Compared with Xu Bing's emaciated appearance, it is even heavier than Xu Bing to divide it into two parts.

The person who came was named Shen Cong, the young master of this Shen Mansion, who was idle all day long, drinking and having fun everywhere, and there were almost few people in this Fan City who didn't know him.

It seems that he has obviously drunk a lot of alcohol outside again, and he didn't go home until late at night.

Shen Cong was walking, but he suddenly stopped, shook his fat head, turned around and vomited. It wasn't until he felt comfortable that he wiped his mouth with his cuff without care, patted his stomach lightly, and then walked towards the Shen Mansion.

It's just that he just took two steps before he stopped again, but this time it wasn't that he was going to vomit again, but a figure appeared in his sight.

Xu Bing was originally standing on the roof, but when he saw this Shen Cong coming back, he landed on the wall next to the gate. He was dressed in black, plus the night was dark, and Shen Cong was already drunk, but he didn't expect Shen Cong to find him at this moment. Xu Bing reacted at this time, it seemed that this Shen Cong did not seem to be as idle and useless as he knew in his impression.

Now that it has been discovered, Xu Bing simply no longer hides, but holds the spear in his hand, and with a slight touch of his toes, he directly kills Cong, who is still a little shaky in his body.

Shen Cong had already walked not far from the gate, but he felt a little strange when he saw the figure on the wall, so he stopped. He drank a lot of wine tonight, his mind was a little blurry, and he was thinking about why the person in front of him didn't sleep at night but was now on the wall, but he was awakened by Xu Bing's sudden killing intent.

Don't look at Shen Cong's obesity, but he is not slow at all at the critical moment, the moment he saw Xu Bing's spear coming, he immediately ran to the right, and shouted loudly as he ran, "Kill, kill, help!"

Xu Bing was a little surprised, the speed he had just made it difficult for a person with average skills to dodge, not to mention the appearance of Shen Cong in front of him. But now he actually dodged, and there was no embarrassment, which made Xu Bing more cautious at this time.

Shen Cong shouted as he ran, and the rough voice kept coming out, but his figure did not slow down in the slightest. Xu Bing didn't stop after he landed, and chased after Shen Cong directly.

The two chased and fled, and soon left Fancheng and headed straight for the mountains and forests north of Fancheng. After a stick of incense, there was still a distance of several zhang between the two......

Half an hour later, it's still the same......

It was another hour, and at this time, Shen Cong in front of him was already a little exhausted, and his mouth was constantly panting. On the other hand, Xu Bing, although he didn't look so embarrassed, he was not much better, even on such a cold night, after this long pursuit, his clothes had already been wet with sweat. However, this didn't make him care, what really frightened him was Shen Cong who fled ahead, so far, both of them have not stopped at all, and Shen Cong's body is too fat, but he maintains the same speed as him, how can this not make him frightened.

In this way, it was another time for a stick of incense, Shen Cong in front looked back a few times in the process of escaping, but found that the person behind him had no intention of stopping the pursuit at all, but at the moment he was tired and uncomfortable, and he really didn't want to continue running, so he simply stopped, sat on the ground, looked at Xu Bing, who also stopped a few feet away, and continued to gasp for breath.

For more than twenty breaths, neither of them spoke, and after a long pursuit, if they were not tired, it was completely impossible.

After more than ten breaths, Xu is almost rested, Shen Cong stood up from the ground, patted the snow on his buttocks, looked at Xu Bing a few feet away and said, "I said brother, are you sick in the brain? After chasing Lao Tzu for most of the night, the wine was woken up by you, can you let me go home and sleep well."

Xu Bing's face still didn't have the slightest expression, he knew that this Shen Cong was probably hiding his strength, and this person would definitely be difficult to deal with, so he didn't reply, just silently observed the other party.

Seeing that Xu Bing didn't speak, Shen Cong suddenly became even more angry, "Hey, I said that you are not finished, you can say anything about it, just get out of the way if you have nothing to do, don't get in the way of my uncle, I will go home to rest." After Shen Cong finished speaking, he didn't care whether Xu Bing replied or not, he turned around directly and prepared to leave from the right side.

But how could Xu Bing let him leave easily, the moment Shen Cong took a step, Xu Bing's figure finally moved.

Xu Bing first swept the spear across the snow in front of him, and suddenly a piece of white snow flew up and rushed towards Shen Cong, covering his vision. Immediately afterwards, Xu Bing quickly withdrew the spear, and at the moment of retraction, he stabbed the spear towards Shen Cong behind Bai Xue with the help of the power of retraction. It's a long story, but it's only happened in a matter of two breaths.

Shen Cong was already reluctant to pay attention to Xu Bing, but who knew that it was convenient for him to take a step as soon as he took a step. When the big snowflakes flew, he already felt bad, and he didn't care about anything anymore, his feet were forced, and his whole body flew straight backwards, falling heavily on the ground, and he grinned in pain.

But this is not the end, if one blow misses, how could Xu Bing give up, seeing Shen Cong fall to the ground, Xu Bing directly picked up the spear and slashed towards Shen Cong's fat figure.