"Okay, we believe you once. "The man in black is also difficult to ride a tiger, because it is an indisputable fact that there is such a means on the funeral night, and no one dares to gamble hard.

So one by one, they obediently put down the things they had taken before.

"Brother Wang, go and take stock and see if there is anything missing? ”

"Wipe ......"

"Spicy next door, you have a good character!"

The black-clothed people all had straight faces, as if your character was very noble at the night of the burial.

"Okay!" Wang Xiong took people to take inventory.

On the night of the funeral, he said a few words in Xiao Qi's ear, the voice was very small, and the man in black couldn't hear it, but he felt that it might not be a good thing, so he was a little afraid in his heart.

"Well, it's not bad, it's the same!" Wang Xiong sent someone to move the goods away, and after taking two steps back, he suddenly raised his hand and issued a killing order.

This is also the instruction given by Xiao Qi to his flying pigeon secretly.

The man in black panicked, "You despicable villain on the night of the funeral, you don't talk much, what kind of hero are you." ”

"Brother of Yipinhui, don't open your eyes and talk nonsense! I did what I said on the night of the funeral, and I really didn't kill you! That person wants to kill you and it's my bird business! I'm just a hitchhiker, and I can't be the master. ”

I'm dizzy!

The people in black collectively complained, and there were at least hundreds of thousands of Cao Nima floating in their hearts.

Soon the cabin was quiet, but the scene was a bit of a mess, many people were wounded, and several were killed.

"Brother Funeral Night, thanks to you this time, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to deal with each other. Wang Xiong thanked him very seriously.

"When the road is uneven, draw a knife to help, don't take any trivial things to heart. ”

"By the way, how did you know that they were from the Yipinhui?" Xiao Qi asked.

"I wasn't sure at first, but I was sure after they used the Trapping Array. ”

"Hehe, that's why you told me all those messy things, they were all provoked!"

"Ahh ”

"Then what's going on with Lu Shaopeng! Can you really make them leave a dime behind?"

"It was an accident, and I didn't even understand it. ”

"Cut!"

In order to be grateful for the funeral night, Xiao Qi set up a wine treat, and the group drank wine, ate meat, and talked and laughed.

Xiao Qi told the funeral night about the north of the city, and on the night of the funeral, he gave Xiao Qi the south of the city. Later, at the invitation of everyone, on the night of the funeral, he and Xiao Qi played a song "Farewell" together.

But this time the state of the ensemble Xiao Qi was obviously not good, his thoughts were not concentrated, and he was often out of tune.

And the addition of Funeral Night also made the team have a lot of laughter, not as lifeless as before.

Xiao Qi, who has always cared about the image, also completely let go of himself under the influence of the funeral night, returned to his nature, and drank wine and ate meat so naturally and casually.

Although it is a little less fairy, it is a little more agile, and it is naturally a little more approachable to get along with people.

And everyone is also very amazed by the legendary experience of the funeral night, to be honest, many of them still don't believe it.

They are completely clear about how capable a team organization is, not to mention a player with low cultivation like him, even a famous hero is probably not capable of overthrowing an organization.

"By the way, your cultivation is so low, how did you kill that man in black? His cultivation should be higher than Wang Xiong's. ”

"Hehe, this is my own supernatural power. ”

"Go, how can you create your own martial arts when you have just entered the rivers and lakes, as far as I know, it is only possible to achieve it when you reach the grandmaster level. ”

"I really created it myself. ”

"You just blow it! No one knows anyway!"

I don't explain the funeral night, but I am still very happy in my heart, this is also an achievement, and it may be more heroic than my "predecessor".

It's just that the funeral night doesn't want to be high-profile yet, because the wings are not yet full, because the real enemy is far stronger than you think.

"On the night of the funeral, can you grant me a wish?" Xiao Qi asked.

"Say it, I can satisfy you as long as I can. ”

"I'd like to see your Honka Moire Sword. ”

"Good to say!" Funeral Night took out the Ancient Song Moire Sword and handed it to Xiao Qi: "Look at it!"

Xiao Qi held the Ancient Song Moire Sword in both hands without saying a word, looking very formal, and his solemn expression couldn't help but make Fu Ye smile: "This is not Shenwu, can you use it so seriously?"

Xiao Qi asked, "I want to buy it, are you willing to sell it?"

Funeral Night shook his head: "Not for sale." ”

"I'm just asking casually, if I don't sell it, forget it, and I'll give it back to you!" After Xiao Qi handed the sword to the funeral night, his expression also changed, he was very dull, and he didn't know what he was thinking?

In the eighth day, the freighter finally entered the scope of the east of the city, and got off the ship in advance on the night of the funeral, saying that he wanted to see the scenery of the east of the city along the way.

On the night of the funeral, she said goodbye to the people on the boat one by one, but Xiao Qi did not appear, and Wang Xiong said that she would not come out to send her if she was not in good health.

The funeral night nodded silently, and the freighter officially set sail, and the pipa sound was raised on the ship without going far, and the "Farewell" was also played.

This piece is very good, every note can tug at the heartstrings, and the scene blends directly to the heart, which is played by Xiao Qi.

On the night of the funeral, he also took out the bone flute and played it across the river, and played the pipa.

And at this time, it is also the setting sun, the river is red, the freighter is getting farther and farther, the flute is getting weaker and weaker, and the sentence is really fulfilled, "The evening breeze dawns and the flute is remnant, and the sunset is outside the mountain."

The funeral night sighed, in the past and the present, there are actually many differences.

"In the previous life", he was the king of the fighting area, friends from all over the world, the five lakes were like home, no matter where he went, he was full of friends and friends, staggered, and every word was love.

But how many people can still be remembered? It's not all a flash in the pan.

And in this life, he himself has changed his style in dealing with the world, and then he does not think about the past and the future, and acts casually.

Because of the status, there is no flattering person. There is no strength, so there are no fox friends and dog friends.

For a long time, he was a lone ranger, coming alone, going alone, not dominant, not domineering, just to heal his head injury.

Maybe it was God's mercy that inadvertently obtained a few stunts to gain a foothold in this frenzy.

Then I got acquainted with Qin Jiangongzi, Ren My Wave, Xiaoxiao, Ghost Hand, People in the Snow, Toads, Qingluan, etc., these people have become their bosom friends on the road of the rivers and lakes, facing difficulties together, and celebrating success together.

The funeral night found that his "predecessor" had few people who could make friends except for Xiao Fat, and the only one who could make friends also chose betrayal in front of Ronghua and Fugui.

And there are too many people who can move him and remember this "life", some are used to hate, some are used to love, some are used to think, and some are used to respect.

But how many can accompany you to the end?

On the night of the funeral, he took out the bone flute and played "Farewell" again, but not for others, but for his own "predecessor", and the right should come to an end.