"It's dry, be careful with the candles, when ...... When, when, when, when......"

The sound of gongs outside the window reported the fifth watch, and the four people in the house still did not feel sleepy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After listening to Xiaoma's narration, Murong Yuxin, Monk, and Nuan Wen were also embarrassed.

Murong Yuxin looked at the pony and said softly: "I still remember that you often had a smile on your face when you were young, but now you always have a cold face when you say goodbye, only that you look down on others, but it turns out that you have experienced so many hardships over the years, but I thought wrong." ”

Xiao Ma sighed and said, "Over the years, it has been a matter of occupation, and secondly, Xiao Leng's death has had a great impact on me, and I never ask about things that have nothing to do with me." I'm ashamed to say it, if I hadn't known that you were the person from Murong Villa that day, I wouldn't have made a move. ”

The monk was slightly drunk and said: "In my opinion, this is called fate, otherwise, we can't get together at this moment." Just this point, you should have a toast. After speaking, he drank the wine in his cup.

Murong Yuxin thought for a moment and said, "If the masked man on the Snake Ridge yesterday was Xiao Leng, where did he go after all these years? Why didn't he go back to you? And you call him Xiao Leng, he seems to be inexplicable, what is wrong with this?"

Pony shook his head and sighed, "All of this can only be figured out if you find him, he doesn't seem to know me at all, I don't know what he's been through all these years, but it's not easy to think of it." ”

"In my opinion, he's no longer the little Leng you know now. It stands to reason that there is no reason why you should not know about the existence of the Blood Spirit. The fact that they have been able to grow to such a scale without you even noticing it shows how easy it is. Xiao Leng is now just a pawn in their hands. To solve all this, we still have to turn out the Blood Hall. "The monk drank in his throat, but he spoke more methodically than usual.

Pony said, "These things are all mixed together, interlocking, maybe unraveling one of the links, and unraveling the others." After a pause, he replied: "Since Xiao Leng is still alive, I have to get him back no matter what." "The tone is firm and to the point!

After speaking, he picked up the wine glass and said: "It's almost dawn, let's rest after this glass of wine, maybe it's another fierce battle today." ”

The crowd drank and dispersed, and the pony fell asleep on the bench.

It was quiet all day!

Except for the shopkeeper, no one came to disturb them.

The pony knows that this is the quiet before the storm, but he doesn't know when the storm will come.

There are so many masters hidden in Fulin Restaurant and its surroundings, and the Blood Monster Hall is far-sighted, and after judging the situation, it will definitely not come to the door.

And the hidden people here all have ghosts in their hearts, and they are in their own camps, just hoping that others will make the first move, and they will pick up the benefits later, so how can they do it first?

etc., and that doesn't solve the problem.

If the current impasse is not broken, perhaps it will not be fruitful in the next year.

Xiao Ma is unwilling to wait, he can't wait, this matter must be solved as soon as possible, he wants to find Xiao Leng and solve the doubts in his heart, and he also has to give Murong Yuxin an explanation.

In the evening, he pushed open the door and walked out, and there was a courtyard under the hallway.

There was a small pond in the middle of the yard, and rockeries were piled up to raise some goldfish.

A middle-aged man dressed as a scribe faces the pony and looks at the goldfish with his hands behind his back. The pony recognizes him as a "piano and chess master". That day, he chased and killed Hequ Zhisuo into the forest, and since he was here, Hequ Zhisuo was naturally dead.

Under the eaves of the west wing, a flag with gold trim on a black background is obliquely inserted, and a white camel is embroidered on the flag, which moves with the wind and hunts. The door of the room was closed, and two big men in sheepskin shirts stood next to the door with their chests open, like two door gods.

The "White Camel Gang" of the Western Regions also came, and the pony couldn't help frowning. The "White Camel Gang" has a long history, a long time ago it was just some scattered Han people who robbed the merchants on the Silk Road, to the end of the Tang Dynasty, the dynasty was sluggish, beacons broke out, and some soldiers colluded with bandits to kill people and steal goods. After the matter was revealed, he hid in the desert and became a veritable official bandit. For hundreds of years, it has incorporated many small gangs of miscellaneous religions and stragglers, dominating the Western Regions. It is said that they have close contacts with Fanbang, and this time they appear here, I am afraid it is not so simple.

The three red-robed weirdos who were eating wontons at the entrance of the alley last night were walking through the courtyard to the east wing, and next to them a thin old man in a cotton robe sat on a stone bench by the pool, holding a dry tobacco pouch in his hand, leisurely swallowing clouds and spitting out fog.

The dry tobacco pouch was more than four feet long, as thick as a child's arm, made of pure steel, and weighed no less than fifty or sixty pounds, but he held it in his hand as if he was holding a straw. The big smoke pot was full of tobacco, and the bright light lit up for a minute or two for each puff, the breath was long, and the internal cultivation was as amazing as you could imagine. The firelight reflected on the withered and thin face, and the sangsang was old.

Pony's brow furrowed even more, and the old man arrived.

There are also Tianshan Wonder Heroes, Liaodong Two Monsters, and Rattlesnake in the outer lane.

Any one of these people is a powerful character on the rivers and lakes, and they have to shake the rivers and lakes when they cough, and they have to shake three times when they stomp their feet and martial arts.

They hadn't made a move until now, they just had a small calculation in their hearts.

If they join forces, the ponies will definitely not be opponents even if they have three heads and six arms.

However, the deadlock always has to be broken.

They don't move, let it be up to themselves!

The corridors and courtyards have been lit up, the wind blows, the lanterns sway gently, and the lights and lights in the courtyard are even more dim.

Pony stands outside the door of the "Three Saints", he doesn't knock, and the sound of his walk is loud enough for the people in the house to hear.

The people in the room don't seem to hear the sound, and the pony coughs, so quiet that he believes even a deaf person can wake up. There was still no movement in the room.

Strangely, the pony kicked the door open in an instant and broke the window to make the house empty.

In the past five years, I went to Murong Mountain Villa with my stepfather in the autumn of the fourth year, and I never left the ghost domain until the end of the training. Originally, I wasn't allowed to leave the Ghost Domain during the training period, but I don't know why I was able to set this precedent. I think it's a father-in-law's relationship. In the past five years, Xiao Leng and I have helped each other and competed with each other, and by the time we left, we had broken the records of the previous students one by one, in fact, I knew in my heart that if it wasn't for Xiao Leng, I would not have been able to reach such a height