Luo Gu: "You really have the two most valuable fingers in this world." ”

Lu Xiaofeng: "No, my finger is priceless. ”

After speaking, Lu Xiaofeng left.

Luo Gu could feel that Lu Xiaofeng didn't like him. Because Luo Gu's knife has such a murderous aura, you can imagine how many people Luo Gu has killed.

Watching Lu Xiaofeng leave, this person is a real person, he is very much like a person. Because Lu Xiaofeng's realm is between the West Gate Blowing Snow and the Flower Full Building.

He couldn't stand the loneliness that reached the top, and he couldn't stand the love for everything in life.

Rogu packed up his clothes and walked away with steady steps.

Ye Fei, who was behind him, looked at Luo Gu and said, "The rivers and lakes are where you should go." ”

Luo Gu came to a restaurant, which was very lively.

However, what they discussed the most was the battle that night, Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng. How many people starved huge bets because of this battle, and the final result was lost. Someone can't accept the reality and commits suicide.

Luo Gu ordered some food and drinks, and ate quietly alone, he always had one thing, that is, to become stronger, which had become his instinct. Every day he had to practice and practice his martial arts, and for him it was as normal as drinking water.

Yes, he has a goal, but in this process, he has a little confusion. Gu Long's world of force is divided into two machines, the powerful and the strong are unreasonable, but the others are like ordinary people.

Maybe it's because the strongest people are born here, and the end result is that the energy in the air is absorbed by the strongest, which Rogu thinks is very likely, because energy is conserved.

Luo Gu eats, he eats very slowly, every bite of food, when he eats, is calculated. He, like a machine, does not allow himself to make a single mistake. In his left hand, he still held his knife.

He didn't hide himself, he ate in the hall, very quietly, and restrained the momentum of his whole body.

But for others, Luo Gu was like a fat sheep, he was wearing the best clothes, dressed in black, white hair set off his nobility, and the essence that leaked out of the corners of his eyes unconsciously told the people around him that the things on him were of high value.

Especially in the eyes of some people, those people are thieves. For example, the stars are commonplace.

Xiao Er came to Luo Gu's side.

That Xiao Er looked at Luo Gu's knife, he had never seen such a good knife, a dark red knife, you could smell the sweetness from it, it was the smell of blood.

Xiao Er's gaze moved from the knife to Luo Gu's body as soon as he turned his gaze.

Rogu's outfit didn't have any wearables, just a black suit and a knife. Of course, he must have some money on him or something.

Some people like to mythologize what they do, such as this little two, and pick up the stars for nothing. He is a man who regards stealing as an art, and he does not steal because you are short of money, and certainly not to rob the rich and help the poor. He is to satisfy his own desires, of course, this can be regarded as a disease in modern society, and if it is a disease, it must be treated, and the simplest treatment of this treatment is the thunderbolt king, electric shock therapy, you deserve it.

Rogu was still eating his meal.

Sikong picks up the stars and becomes a little two, a good hand in the knife, and a person who is called an immortal thief by later generations.

Sikong picks up the stars: "Guest officer, your wine!"

Rogu: "No, it's not my wine, it's yours." ”

Sikong picks up the stars: "Guest officer, you are really joking." I'm just a little second, how can I eat with the guest officer. ”

Rogu: "I don't drink. When he had said this, he ate to himself.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Sikong Xingxing thought to himself: Could it be that this person has discovered me, but it is impossible for my disguise technique to be discovered by others, and this person does not know me at all.

Sikong Xingxing's heart thought a lot, but his face did not change at all, and of course Sikong Xingxing's heartbeat did not speed up at all.

Sikong Xingxing thought in his heart: "You are powerful, but the thief is not empty, I must take one of your things." ”

Sikong Xingxing nodded and poured wine for Luo Gu, "The guest wine will pour you well, you drink it slowly." I'll go first. ”

Rogu: "If you dare to leave, my swordsman won't give you any face." ”

Sikong picks up the stars: "What must be difficult for the guest officer." ”

Rogu: "Sit down. ”

Sikong Xingxing: "Do you know who I am?", he straightened his back, and the expression like Xiao Er disappeared in an instant, and now he had the momentum of a great grandmaster.

Rogu: "A thief." ”

"I'm not a thief, it's art. ”

"Stealing. ”

Sikong Xingxing felt his face tremble a little, "How can what I do be described as stealing, this is taking, you know?Babies are so cute, they beg me to say, they are so lonely, they want to change owners, so I satisfy them, is there anything wrong with me?"

Rogu: "You can't give them another master, you don't have that right. ”

Sikong Xingxing: "In my hands, this thing is mine." ”

Rogu: "After all, you're not a thief's mind. ”

Sikong Xingxing suddenly found that he had an urge to beat people, but he was a little worried that he would not be able to beat this white-haired man in black, so he could only comfort himself: adults don't remember villains.

Rogu: "Did you take anything from me?"

Sikong Xingxing: "You don't have anything I want, it's just simple things, I don't like it." ”

Rogu: "Oh. Drink. ”

Sikong picked up the stars and looked at Luo Gu, sat down with a big grin, drank wine, and said to Luo Gu, "Why don't you drink?"

Rogu: "I'm a swordsman, it's not for me to drink here, drinking will make my knives no longer fast." ”

"I also have a friend who never drinks. His sword is also fast. ”

Luo Gu: "I know, his name is Ximen Fuxue, a generation of sword gods. But he wasn't a god yet. ”

It was this calm tone that made Sikong Xingxing judge that Luo Gu's skill was not weak, and it was even possible to reach the same height as Ximen Blowing Snow.

Sikong Xingxing: "You are very similar to him, but you are a little more human than him." ”

Sikong Xingxing drank the wine, "It's not delicious, the wine here, next time I'll let you taste the imperial wine in the palace." ”

Rogu smiled, "Okay." ”

Sikong picked the stars and left. Out of the tavern, he quickly changed his appearance, if it weren't for the reminder of the devil, Luo Gu would not have looked at the person who looked like the rich second generation under the car.

Demon: "What a handsome disguise technique, such a fast change of clothes." ”

Luo Gu smiled, he didn't know that he was going there, because he forgot the plot in the ancient dragon world, which is not a good phenomenon, because in the realm of Luo Gu, there should not be a lot of forgetfulness, and he will even remember death.

Luo Gu: After watching Sikong picking up stars, why don't you go and see the flower full building?

Rogu settled the bill, holding his knife. The hall was noisy, and some people were even discussing this Rogu.

Luo Gu released the momentum of his whole body.

This hall is quiet. It wasn't until after Rogu left that it was still quiet.

Spectator: I didn't expect this swordsman to be so strong.

(End of chapter)