The boy looked at the storyteller and nodded for a long time.

As if he was afraid that the storyteller would spank him, the gongs on the ground were twisted and deformed, and the pants he was wearing were wet from fear.

The big, round eyes did not have a hint of a smile, and they were staring at Ma Xiaohui.

Ma Xiaohui smiled and said, "Is Ye Guyun seriously injured?"

The boy nodded.

"Is he about to enter the coffin now?" Ma Xiaohui's gaze became very expectant again.

The boy blinked, and instead of answering the question, he asked a question instead, "Is the eldest sister Ma Xiaohui from the Huashan faction?"

Ma Xiaohui was surprised.

She didn't expect her name to be so loud, even the storyteller knew it, but she wasn't the kind of person who got carried away easily, not only was she full of curiosity, but she also wondered why the boy knew her name, and whether it was good or bad for her.

People who have been walking around the rivers and lakes for a long time are very alert, and she is no exception, otherwise she would not know what was going on if she was sold by others.

Such a beautiful girl, if she doesn't know these common sense, I believe she has been sold more than 100 times, or even more.

Just when Ma Xiaohui was surprised, a smile appeared in the boy's eyes.

Ma Xiaohui will find that he is a little wrong.

The boy slowly stretched out his little finger, pointed at Cao Hanbing, and smiled again, "Not only do I know that you are the Huashan Sect Ma Xiaohui, Ma Xiaohui, who can do anything, and knows who he is." ”

Ma Xiaohui blinked and said, "Do you know who he is?"

"Of course I do, and I know very well. A sly smile appeared in the boy's eyes again, "That cold big brother is Cao Hanbing, a cold swordsman of the Huashan faction." ”

Ma Xiaohui's face changed.

Cao Hanbing's face was unmoved, and even Xiao Jingyu, a thoughtful Diancang faction, put down the wine glass in his hand and stared at the boy.

The boy was still laughing, and his smile was seven points of teasing and three points of ridicule.

Ma Xiaohui glanced at the boy with a smile, immediately retracted his hand, and said, "The little brother knows so much, so that my big sister really didn't see it." ”

The boy waved his hand, and said, "I also know that the one next to Cao Hanbing is the outstanding swordsman of the Diancang Sect, Xiao Jingyu, his heart is as careful as rain, he is silent in the ground, and he makes a move, and it is not a false move." ”

Ma Xiaohui's face became ugly.

She didn't expect that this boy would be able to recognize Xiao Jingyu, and she also knew that he was thoughtful, careful as rain, and silent in the ground.

This is not only very strange, but for Ma Xiaohui, it is already a little afraid.

She didn't retreat, because she hadn't gotten the news she wanted yet, and in order to get Ye Guyun's news, any risk was worth it.

Ma Xiaohui's smile became calm, and he became very seductive, and said, "The little brother knows a lot of things, but I don't know if he knows Ye Guyun's news?"

The boy nodded, smiled, his big eyes and bones spun around, and when he landed on Ma Xiaohui's chest, he suddenly left again and landed on the nearest table, "It's better that you don't want to know Ye Guyun's whereabouts now." ”

The big man was drinking, he drank quickly, the dishes on the table did not move, his hands were still leaning on the bright steel knife, he did not take the chopsticks to eat vegetables, perhaps because the hand holding the knife would be away from the handle of the knife, for him, eating vegetables was a terrible action for him, both terrible and dangerous.

Ma Xiaohui also looked at the big man, as if he didn't notice anything, but said lightly, "Why?"

The boy slowly held Ma Xiaohui's hand and said, "I said, you will die." ”

He spoke slowly and softly, as if he didn't want to tell anyone else.

The big man had frowned, squinting at this side, not even caring about the wine leaking from the corner of his mouth, his mind seemed to have flown somewhere else.

The boy suddenly hugged Ma Xiaohui, clinging to her chest, and sighed, but he didn't know what he was sighing about, only to see his eyes become very frightened, "Do you know who that big man is?"

Ma Xiaohui didn't know, and smiled a little reluctantly, but said, "You don't have to be afraid, those two big brothers are very good at kung fu, and no one else can hurt you." ”

She looked at Cao Hanbing, and then at Xiao Jingyu.

The two men had already held their weapons in their hands, had not drunk or eaten, and were obviously aware of the danger and situation here.

The soft wind outside blew in and became cold and solemn.

The boy's big eyes looked at the big man again, and said softly to Ma Xiaohui, "That person seems to be very powerful, you don't seem to be able to deal with it." ”

"How do you know?" Ma Xiaohui's eyes flashed, "You say it, don't be afraid of him." ”

The boy's big eyes turned to the steel knife in the hand of the big man, and he said lightly, "The name of that steel knife is the Lonely Star outside the Saiwai, one of the two steel knives with the same name as the Heavenly Evil Star." ”

Ma Xiaohui was silent and breathless.

"That man must be a burner of a knife. The boy licked his dry lips and said, "Isn't it terrible to say this man?" ”

Ma Xiaohui's eyes flashed, "What else do you know?"

The boy's face was pressed against her chest, and the smile became strange again.

If a person sees a nervous pervert enjoying the impact of a girl, he can be associated with what he looks like now.

Unspeakably lewd, obscene, proud, and exciting.

The boy's breathing became more rapid, and even the corners of his mouth were drooling, and he said, his words still very soft and soft, "He is not terrible. ”

Ma Xiaohui didn't understand, she already felt that her thoughts were gradually stiffening, and she couldn't think about other things at all.

"Burning a knife to kill is like drinking wine, and drinking wine is like drinking blood. The boy clings tighter and speaks softer, "Do you know why he doesn't put on his shirt?"

Ma Xiaohui shook his head, "Tell me about it?"

"It is said that the internal strength and mental method he cultivates is quite special. ”

"What's so special?" Ma Xiaohui was already short of breath, as if she noticed that the people in the inn were gone.

Xiao Er, the shopkeeper, the man, and even the guests are gone.

The people sitting around a few tables don't seem to be characters who often haunt the rivers and lakes, just like the murderous demon king like Burning Knife, the people in the rivers and lakes respectfully call him the Seven Demon Stars, and he is as famous as Blood Rulai, Blood Rulai is terrifying enough, I heard that he is even more terrifying than Blood Rulai.

The boy suddenly kissed Ma Xiaohui on the cheek and smiled viciously.

Ma Xiaohui was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and his chest suddenly trembled violently.

When a woman is overly frightened, her chest rises and falls violently, and she is no exception, her body is mature, full and extremely attractive, enough to make most lonely, lonely bloody men in the rivers and lakes completely lose control of their spirits and lose their nature.

The boy's eyes were already red, and red threads appeared.

This is clearly a deadly temptation!

The boy smiled and said, "Look at the table across from the burning knife, that guy is actually pretty good." ”

He said it very slowly and clearly, so Ma Xiaohui heard it very clearly, but she didn't know what the one-eyed woman on the table was, but she faintly felt that the one-eyed woman was not a good person, she must have a very terrible kung fu, and of course there would not be few people who had killed.

The one-eyed woman's eyes were wide open, bigger than the eyes of a child, big and fierce, and it was not a pleasant thing to let that eye stare at, and if she stared at it for a long time, she might go crazy and then collapse, which was more unbearable than death, and perhaps not many people died in front of her, but many went crazy and collapsed.

She was staring at Ma Xiaohui fiercely, staring at Ma Xiaohui's neck, staring at Ma Xiaohui's chest, being stared at by such a terrifying person, as if being touched by a pair of rough and powerful big hands, this was enough to make people crazy and rush.

She saw that Ma Xiaohui also glanced at herself, but faintly showed her dark teeth, and then smiled.

Ma Xiaohui trembled, and she faintly remembered a terrible person in her heart.

The boy also glanced at it, and when his gaze retracted, it was strangely shrunk and weak, and he smiled faintly, and said, "You see?"

He asked very softly and slowly, of course he knew that Ma Xiaohui heard it very clearly.

Ma Xiaohui gasped and looked at Xiao Jingyu, then at Cao Hanbing, and found that the expressions on their faces were very nervous, and they couldn't stand the nervousness.

She exhaled softly as she saw that they were alive, and as long as they lived, it was a victory.

Although Cao Hanbing's hand was holding the hilt of the sword, the green tendons on his arm were already twitching faintly, as if he couldn't withstand the impact of these people, as if he would collapse and despair at any time.

Xiao Jingyu doesn't seem to be much better, although his hand holds the folding fan, he is also sure that he will take the lead and strike a blow, which is not a wasted shot.

So far, no one in the rivers and lakes has been able to escape his life-killing fan, and it is also a life-saving death.

But why did the cold sweat on his cheeks flow more and more, and he became more and more anxious.

The fan had been opened, and his hand was gently shaking the folding fan, and everyone could see that as long as he exerted a little force, someone would definitely die in the moment, and there was no chance of living.

Even if you avoid the fatal point, you can't do it, because every steel needle shot out has a deadly poison, as long as it gets a little bit of it, it will die immediately, so few people in the rivers and lakes are willing to be enemies with him, or even friends.

The guests at the table at the door were tall and big, five big and three thick, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, thick eyebrows and big eyes, whether they looked horizontally or vertically, they were all practitioners, with rough and strong hands, and obviously practiced kung fu such as iron sand palms.

The man was looking down at the fan, as if he had found it amusing, as if he had developed an incomprehensible interest in the folding fan.

The boy's gaze became obscene and obscene again, and he touched Ma Xiaohui's ass and smiled faintly.

"Why did you touch my buttocks?" Ma Xiaohui's eyes showed anger, she seemed to be really angry, but the corners of her eyes had become faintly trembling with fear.

The boy smiled faintly, "If I don't touch it now, I may not be able to touch it." ”

Ma Xiaohui's hand suddenly touched the hilt of the sword, and the sword in the sheath was not unsheathed for a long time, and he said coldly, "So you are so obscene!"

The boy's smile became gentle and weak again, "I'm not indecent, I'm not indecent at all." ”

He was still smiling, smiling at Mr. Storyteller.

The corners of the storyteller's mouth showed a cruel smile, his beard fluttered slightly, and his expression was still extremely serene and steady.

Ma Xiaohui pondered.

Who is this storyteller? Is it another famous man who has not been born in the world for a long time?