At night, there is a lot of humidity in the mountains and forests, so it is cool for those who are in the mountains. Experienced hunters usually burn a campfire at night to keep warm and to guard against predators of the mountains that hunt at night.

At this time, a bonfire was burning in the forest, and twenty black-clothed men with hats covered their faces guarded this bonfire. It is impossible to guess their psychology at this time through their facial expressions, and the only thing that exists in the air is a cold atmosphere.

The twenty men in black sat in their own places, unmoving. There was a rustling sound in the woods, and a cheetah peeked out of a crack in the grass with its hungry gaze. The beast is not sapient, and days of hunger have allowed its wildness to take over the only remaining perception of danger in its mind.

The twenty people who did not move were like meat on the board in its eyes, and it looked at the space around it to prevent competitors from appearing, and when it was confirmed that it was only itself, it attacked.

The quiet and agile steps narrowed little by little, and then suddenly jumped up, the open mouth of the blood basin, and the yellow but sharp claws aimed at the neck of a man in black.

A breeze blew in the air, and the cheetah instinctively wanted to avoid it, a trace of blood broke its illusion, and the last scene in its eyes was its lower body, which he had licked countless times.

The curled breeze blew the curtain of the carriage in the darkness, and a corner of the crimson robe appeared.

A whisper sounded, and twenty men in black opened their eyes at the same time, and twenty pairs of golden and iron eyes looked at the carriage with a sinister look.

The two strange-looking horses leading the carriage snorted lightly and stepped on all fours to rise in the air. Twenty men in black stood up and bowed together, heading in the direction of the carriage's departure.

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After the wooden branch stirred up a few pieces of charcoal that had been blown away by the force generated by the burning and explosion of the raw wood in the bonfire, the wooden branch was also thrown into the bonfire, and his palm was slapped clean, and the fire-roasting man sitting next to him stood up.

The face was an iron mask with extremely round pupils, the fangs protruding from the top and bottom were very similar to evil spirits, and the slightly white hair on both sides was blown by the wind, giving this iron face a different kind of majesty.

The man folded his hands to look at the black dots in the air, then reached out a hand to support the mask he was wearing, and turned away. The distance between the two afterimages grew larger and larger, until they reached a place where the field of vision was out of reach.

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In the brightly lit red apricot building, warblers and swallows, and flirtatious laughter are distributed everywhere in the building.

Xia Bustard's mother of the Red Apricot Building looked at the guest in front of her, and the corners of her mouth pulled far-fetched, this person is an ancestor, and she can't be provoked! When she first came, she almost demolished the Red Apricot Building that she had worked so hard to manage.

The five fingers of Chen Wenshan's right hand rotated the seven-thorn cloud fan in his hand, and said in a playful tone: "Mother Xia, why are you so nervous? ”

Mother Xia wiped the sweat on her forehead with the silk embroidery in her hand, then covered her lips and said, "Yo, what did Lin Gongzi say? If you want to eat me, it's too late for me to be happy! How can you be afraid?"

At the end, he whispered, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid, you're not here to eat people, you're here to demolish the temple." ”

Chen Wenshan put one hand around Xia Bustard's mother's shoulder, and said enthusiastically: "Mother Xia has misunderstood me, am I Lin Luo that kind of person? In this way, if you take me to find Miss Meng'er, I won't bother you, how about it?"

Xia Bustard's mother breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Chen Wenshan didn't come to fight and demolish the house, what is the business of this Hongxing Building? As for money and possessions, they are all add-ons, and each has the right to take what he needs.

Xia Bustard's mother thinks that she is doing serious things, but the noble son in front of her is fighting and killing at every turn, which is called not doing her job. It's rare for this noble son to get back to business, so he should be sent away quickly, lest there be any moths.

"Okay, Miss Meng'er is just free today, let's go, Lin Gongzi, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold. ”

Xia Bustard's mother led Chen Wenshan to the door of the room in the corner of the second floor, smiled at Chen Wenshan, and then knocked on the door, "Daughter, open the door and see who is coming." ”

"Is it the little boy? I'll open the door. ”

The dream girl in the room opened the door and was stunned when she saw Chen Wenshan.

"I disappointed Miss Meng'er, it was Lin who came to disturb me. ”

Xia Bustard's mother looked back and forth on the two of them for a while, flicked the silk embroidery and said, "You two are busy, I'll go down first." Then he glanced at the Meng'er girl who was still stunned, and said, "Daughter, you have to entertain Lin Gongzi well, don't let him have any misunderstanding about our Hongxing Building." ”

Miss Meng'er folded her hands and gave a dignified salute, "Mom, my daughter knows." ”

Xia Bustard's mother sighed twice, and hurriedly retreated, afraid that she would make Chen Wenshan unhappy if she continued to stay here.

Chen Wenshan glanced at the departing Xia Bustard's mother, turned his head and said to Miss Meng'er: "Miss Meng'er doesn't invite me to come in and sit down?

Miss Meng'er rolled her eyes and said, "Childe, Meng'er doesn't sell her body, what does it mean to act outside, even if you are in the house, you can't have any other ideas." ”

Chen Wenshan opened the Seven Thorn Cloud Fan and put it on his chest, and said, "Do you think I look like that kind of person?"

Miss Meng'er's eyes looked at Chen Wenshan with starlight and asked, "Isn't it like that?" Seeing Chen Wenshan's embarrassed expression, she smiled quietly and said, "Childe, let's come in quickly." ”

Chen Wenshan put his fist to his mouth, coughed lightly, and said, "Okay, go in, go in." ”

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The dream girl was not ready to go to bed yet, and there was no tired and lazy look on her face. The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and the appearance without powder is just like a shimizu hibiscus, beautiful but not delicate.

Chen Wenshan put the fan in his hand on the table, looked up and said, "Miss Meng'er, Wenshan really came here this time to ask for something. ”

Miss Meng'er poured a cup of tea for Chen Wenshan, and the warm tea water flowed from the spout of the empty pot and emitted a trace of heat, "Childe said it's okay, as long as Meng'er can do it, he will not refuse, it's just ......"

"Just what?"

"I just hope that Childe won't make too difficult requests, so Meng'er will blame himself. ”

Chen Wenshan waved his hand and said, "It's not difficult to say it seriously. When I came to look for Miss Meng'er that night, Miss Meng'er showed me a sign and told me about the brand. ”

Miss Meng'er pursed her lips and thought for a while, and said, "It's really not a difficult thing, it's just that the old gentleman didn't tell Meng'er the purpose of the brand when he left it, and he didn't know how to help his son." If the brand is useless, will it affect the childe?"

"Miss Meng'er don't worry, I asked Miss Meng'er to bring that brand just in case, whether it can be used at that time depends on whether it can be used, even if there is really any accident, there is a way to deal with it. Miss Meng'er just needs to follow the shirt tomorrow. ”

Miss Meng'er nodded and said, "Okay, I just don't know where Childe is going to take Meng'er?"

Chen Wenshan picked up the cup on the table, sniffed the tea in the cup lightly, raised the corners of his mouth a little, and said, "Won't Miss Meng'er know tomorrow?"

Miss Meng'er lowered her head and thought for a while, and when Chen Wenshan was a little confused, she suddenly raised her head and asked, "Meng'er has something she wants to ask her son." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Is Childe a person sent by the old gentleman?"

Chen Wenshan's brows furrowed slightly, he looked at Miss Meng'er with a strange expression, and said, "Why does the girl ask this?"

Miss Meng'er held her chin with her hand and looked at Chen Wenshan curiously, "Then why are you the same as the old gentleman, the same chatter." ”

Chen Wenshan's breath froze, and after a little thought, he knew that Miss Meng'er was complaining that she didn't tell her what her purpose was for tomorrow, so she said: "Miss Meng'er is so smart, don't you guess?"

Miss Meng'er sighed: "Sure enough, it's the same, Childe is really good at coaxing people." ”

Chen Wenshan smiled dryly and pointed to the moonlight outside, "The moonlight is good tonight." ”

Miss Meng'er looked at the somewhat gloomy sky outside the window and said, "It's good, it's black." ”

Chen Wenshan pretended not to hear Miss Meng'er's words, took a sip of tea, and said, "Good tea, good tea......"

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A small whirlpool slowly rotates in the middle of the river, gradually expanding into shape.

A figure clasped his hands in his sleeves, looked at the formed whirlpool, and said in amazement: "Sure enough, the waters of the river are wide, and it is inevitable that there will be demons to haunt you. Let one of my remaining people do the right thing for Heaven today, where is my sword?"

With one hand raised to the sky, he was just about to shout "Sword." But it didn't take long to put it down again, and said stupidly: "I forgot that I didn't use a sword, the little old man Fei insisted that I learn what jade mouth and golden words, how can that thing have the momentum to learn a sword, it's really a mistake." Go back and find a stout, good-looking wooden sword with a wooden handle, and cut something that doesn't know whether it's alive or dead. ”

Two strange horses in the sky "galloped" under the moon, and the two horses leaned on their backs on the river and stopped in mid-air.

The figure shouted loudly and shouted: "Look, the flying horse, catch it back in a while, the junior brother will definitely like it." ”

has not yet succeeded, and the figure has already begun to calculate: "One horse for the second junior brother and one horse for the junior brother." Hey, that's two horses away. The little old man can do without, well, then there is still one horse missing. ”

The figure said and looked at the carriage in the air, "I'll ask later, maybe there are many people sitting in the carriage at home?" If there is a rich one, then get one for the little old man." ”

The man in the brute robe on the carriage seemed to hear the shredded chatter of the figure, and the two horses opened their mouths in the direction of the figure and spewed hot flames.

The Flame struck the figure with a dazzling firelight, and the figure quickly dodged the attack of the two flames.

The figure sorted out the clothes that had been messed up by the indecent posture, and at the same time shouted to the carriage in the air: "Still spitting, don't be well-behaved, follow me in the future, this habit will have to be changed." ”

The two horses neighed, raised their hooves and charged at the figure.

The man in the red robe in the car stopped and said, "Don't be rude." ”

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