People have the feeling of meeting.

In life, we often hear people say, "What will happen when I find him... "If I see him, I will be ... "Kind of words.

The how and how here is usually replaced by horrific acts such as dismantling pieces, peeling skin and bones. But when we really met, there were very few people who could actually travel their vows, and they might sigh or write down the knocks that seemed to be heavy and light.

This is the so-called meeting feeling.

When they didn't meet, they swore that they wouldn't let each other go, but when they really met, they looked back at the past, and the oath became a trivial toothache curse.

It's very difficult, but it's not necessarily impossible.

"You shouldn't have come back. ”

"But I'm back. ”

"You're back, you're back, but at least you shouldn't be in front of our family. ”

"Because you're going to kill me?"

"Because we're going to kill you. ”

"I want to kill you too. ”

"That's good. ”

The back alley of the East Factory is like a hook.

The misty moonlight sprinkled down, and Xu Ruyi's face was like a thin silver veil. A pair of dazzling Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, looking at their old friend, and the conversation between the two, above.

There is no need to elaborate on the past, but no matter which aspect you look at, it is always Xu Ruyi who owes Hua Pengfei.

The gate of heaven was given to him by Ren Xiao, and if he can give it, he can naturally take it back, which is the etiquette of heaven and earth.

Hua Pengfei is Ren Xiao's niece, and it is understandable to want to save his uncle.

Xu Ruyi can give such and such reasons to express his helplessness, but if he is really in person at this time, he finds that he has nothing to say. You can take back what you gave me, and I'll kill you.

I thought I would make a different choice, but in fact there was only one way.

Sure enough, I still can't let it go...

Chime

With a wave of his hand, the inky gentleman's sword pointed obliquely in front of him, and the corners of Xu Ruyi's mouth hooked up a wistful smile, and he shook his head: "You know our family's martial arts, you can't run." When death is approaching, what else do you have to say? What are your wishes unfulfilled? Our family can help you. ”

Hua Pengfei didn't have any weapons in his hands, just a pair of bare hands, naturally hanging down to his side, and the corners of his mouth were also a smile, revealing spicy sarcasm: "Ungrateful dog, I want to see you die, are you willing?"

"No, I can't. Anything else?"

"That's gone. ”

"Then you can go on the road with peace of mind. ”

The heart is cold, the sword is cold.

The crude one can't even be called a sword move, only terrifyingly fast. Like a flash of lightning, it was deeper than this unthick night, the two of them were three feet away in the last second, and the next moment it was four feet and three inches away, just the length of an arm and a sword.

The tip of the sword was in Hua Pengfei's heart, and there was no blood, so naturally there was no injury.

"Thirteen Taibao horizontal practice?" Xu Ruyi raised his eyebrows and nodded: "It is worthy of the Heavenly Silkworm Demon Skill." The accumulation of this internal force is truly amazing. ”

Hua Pengfei raised his hand lightly, pointed to make a sword, and pushed the chill in his heart aside: "I can't beat you, but with this internal force as the foundation, and my light skill, you can't kill me in a short time." ”

"In a short time?" Xu Ruyi took two steps back and replied lightly: "A pillar of incense, a cup of tea, you still want to die." ”

"Maybe it's you who will die?" Hua Pengfei also smiled, his toes were light, and the person had jumped in the air, and with a shake of his body, the nine phantoms flickered vertically and horizontally with the Nine Palaces formation.

"Spiral Nine Shadows, not bad, but unfortunately not enough to see. As the words fell, Xu Ruyi's shadow gradually became ethereal, and the illusion dissolved in the night.

"Bang!

"Whoosh!

"Huh!"

A few sword roars sounded, and the nine shadows disappeared without a trace. The alley seemed to be empty, but the sound of fierce exchanges rang out one after another.

This small world is everywhere a battlefield for two.

Dust and smoke were rolled up in the air, and the storm was raging, and the spirit was rampant.

Someone once said that the world's martial arts are unbreakable, only fast and unbreakable.

Some people also say that the internal force is the transformation of the realm, and all things in heaven and earth are used. Picking leaves and flying flowers can also kill people invisibly.

The evil sword technique and the Sunflower Treasure Book gave Xu Ruyi a ghostly speed, and the half-step innate cultivation brought him endless internal strength, but sometimes, the strongest defense is the truth of survival.

Hua Pengfei's speed may not be as good as Xu Ruyi's, but his body is peerless, and his internal strength is not as good as Xu Ruyi's realm, but the seventh-layer Heavenly Silkworm Demon Skill is not exhausted in a short period of time. Although he is at a disadvantage, he is good at applying everything he has, dodging and moving, gritting his teeth, and working hard to persist with his quick horizontal kung fu.

He didn't need to fight back, because it was impossible for him to cause any damage to Xu Ruyi. There is no need to fight back, as long as the time comes, he is the final winner.

As long as the hour comes, as long as the storyteller finishes the book, it will be fine.

The fast-mouthed fish spoke very slowly in today's book, and even the donkey's lips in the opening poem were not in the horse's mouth, which caused a burst of laughter. The story he tells is also very boring, not a story to be exact, but more like a statement, a statement of a certain history.

The boring story will not be a blockbuster, but the tea customers below listened attentively, and their faces were even more surprised.

The shopkeeper of the teahouse was sweating profusely, he didn't know where the fast mouth fish came from to dare to tell such a story, but he knew that he was finished.

If nothing else, the fish is dead, and so is it, and it may not even see the sun tomorrow.

Make up for the merits, only make up for the merits!

The shopkeeper walked out of the teahouse with his feet on his feet and a cat's waist, and then settled his mind and ran towards the rich gambling house like a mad dog, praying secretly in his heart: "Second Master Niu, you must be here!"

The evening breeze is light, and the storytelling sound of the fastmouth fish still lingers in the ears.

"Emperor Qin is dead. When the son Fusu succeeded to the throne. But Zhao Gao intended to make Hu Hai the emperor. Why? It's just because Fusu is shrewd and Hu Hai is dull.

It takes a dull king to assert his power. And a shrewd emperor will only hold the power firmly in his own hands, and will not allow others to touch it.

Zhao Gao is ambitious, but he is still a eunuch after all. Although the power is in the hands of the emperor, it is the civil and military officials who can govern the world.

The current situation is unfavorable for Zhao Gao, so he needs a foreign aid to lean on.

Looking around, the only person who is qualified and likely to cooperate with him is Prime Minister Li Si.

After some conspiracy, Emperor Qin's carriage began to be filled with the smell of smoky fish and shrimp, and a holy decree was also sent to the border by the messenger. ”

"Fusu and Li Si are dead, Zhao Gao is trapped in the Afang Palace, the beauty and wine and meat are confused, and the second is happy and does not know it. ”

Zhao Gao pointed to the elk in the palace and said with a smile: "This horse is also, why are you waiting?"