Silence! Deathly quiet!

The black face fell on his back on the square table, and Lao Ye held the hand of the black-faced man with one hand, and at the same time pulled out a dagger from his waist and made a motion to cut off his fingers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I caught a glimpse of the white-faced man carrying his hands all the time, and at the moment he still didn't mean to help, just frowned slightly.

Chop, the black-faced man exclaimed, and then cold sweat covered his forehead, he carefully looked at his fingers, five fingers connected to the heart, after all, they were still connected, and only two mocking voices could be heard.

I said to the black-faced man in a mocking tone, "It must be uncomfortable to have your fingers cut off, right?"

The black-faced man was furious at the moment, this was an unprecedented humiliation he had received since he became a member of the Nether Cave.

But even so, I guess I don't dare to have a seizure at the moment, so I have to stare at me hatefully.

The white-faced man suddenly smiled sadly and said, "It turns out that there are hidden masters here, and our brothers are really blindsided." ”

I asked, "Yan Luo Suo, the magic flute hooks the soul, who are you the magic flute Fan Yu?"

The white-faced man's right hand flipped, and there was an iron flute shining with cold light in his hand, and he said proudly: "It's my father! As long as the two of you can resist my trick and ambush on all sides, the iron flute will take your heart, not only will my brothers take away every grass and tree here, but also give us our heads to you!"

It turns out that the magic flute Fan Yu is this person's old man, no wonder he dares to shout with Hemingxuan, although I am not afraid of anyone, but I don't want to cause trouble, just when I came up with three solutions and was about to speak.

Suddenly a voice sounded outside the door, "How much is your head worth?"

Hearing this, Lao Ye seemed to be surprised, but I was very happy, I raised my head and saw that the man in the woods was walking into this inn.

People who are not afraid of trouble are coming.

He still had the little child with him, and the child was looking at the white-faced man with wide eyes, as if he was looking at something strange, and he had walked for so long, but there was not a trace of fatigue on his face.

Seeing this child and the person's thin body, the uneasiness in the white-faced man's heart turned into a sneer, "You said that sentence just now?"

The man: "Yes!"

The white-faced man said, "You want to know how much our heads are worth?"

The man said: "The Luoyang Yamen Bounty Department announced that the head of the magic flute Fan Yu is worth 10,000 taels of silver, and presumably his son is worth 800 if he doesn't have a thousand! ”

The white-faced man was stunned, and his eyes rolled up and down to look at him a few times, until he saw the knife stuck in his waist, and suddenly laughed wildly, and said, "Good boy, there is a way in heaven if you don't go, and there is no door in hell for you to come in." As soon as the words fell, a flute with a "beautiful" melody sounded.

Lao Ye began to worry about that person, even if he didn't like this person very much, he couldn't talk about hating it, not to mention that he had such a cute child by his side, but I knew that this white face stepped on the tiger's tail, and it ended, alas, don't talk about it, look.

The flute sounded melodiously, but it only sounded once, and then stopped.

As soon as the flute sounded, the knife on the man's waist had already been swung out!

No one saw how he did it, and suddenly, the knife had already cut off the white-faced man's head. Blood gushes out of the gap in the neck like a flood that bursts the levee, like a fountain, and the picture is both tragic and amazing.

Blood stained a large area of polished seepage tiles on the ground.

The man glared at the white-faced man's head and said, "It is only right to repay debts and kill people to pay for their lives." ”

The white-faced man couldn't answer a word anymore.

His strength is a little stronger than I imagined, the black-faced man was already ready to slip away, but at this moment his feet did not obey the call, just like the second Murong Sheng, his back had been soaked with sweat, clinging to his cloak, and the unbeatable scenery was gone!

The man had already turned his head, turned to the black-faced man, and said lightly: "Put the things down, and then you can go!"

This sentence is not light or heavy, but there is an irresistible magic, a magic that must be obeyed.

The black-faced man's lips trembled, and he said, "You... Are you really going to let me go?"

The man said lightly: "Words must be done!"

The black-faced man was relieved, pulled out the envelope in his arms, threw it hard in front of the man, and then ran away like a fly, Lao Ye and I didn't stop it, I didn't want to cause trouble.

And I thought the boy wouldn't let him go, and let the enemy go back to report the news? That was a foolish thing to do, but I was wrong.

The young man really let him go like this, he didn't chase after him, he just took a few steps forward, and then bent down, wanting to pick up the envelope, but he didn't see the movements of Murong Sheng, the smiling man, Murong Sheng didn't run away just now, he saw me when he left, he knew that the white and black faces were going to be unlucky, so he chose to hide behind the door, and kept observing the movement inside.

At this moment, he suddenly swept out, and with a wave of his left hand, the seven or eight cold stars shot at me, and his right hand stabbed the back of the man's heart with a sword! He first fired a secret weapon at me in order to make me have no time to interfere, and after the sneak attack was successful, he took the envelope and then took the road and fled. It's a win-win-win-win

His sword was not slow, and that person would not have thought that Murong Sheng, who had fled just now, would come back again, not to mention that they had a common enemy, the enemy of the enemy, shouldn't it be a friend?

Seeing that this sword was about to pierce his back, I sneered, the light of the hidden weapon dilated in my pupils, and just when the hidden weapon was about to approach me, I drew the sword with my backhand, and used a move that I have used countless times, and it is also a very effective move, with a ding, followed by the flash of the sword light, I can feel the movement of Murong Sheng's heart jumping, and with a muffled snort, a sharp sword with the hilt of the dragon's mouth has pierced his heart!

A sword pierces the heart!

Seven or eight cold stars all hit the sword, still shining, Lao Ye was closest to me, but then he told me that even he didn't see how I made a move, and the sword pierced his heart like this.

Murong Sheng covered his chest with his hands, the blood was bright red, the organs of his face were twisted together, his eyes were glaring at me, even his eyeballs were about to pop out, and he roared wildly: "A sword pierces the heart! Xie Ruilin... You... ”

I slowly pulled out my sword, I didn't want to kill anyone, but if I didn't draw my sword, I couldn't save that person, and as soon as I made a move, I would definitely pierce my heart with a sword.

I sighed and said, "Hey, you brought it all on." ”

Murong Sheng didn't hear me say this, because the dead can't hear others.

The man glanced back at Murong Sheng, only glanced at it, then ignored it, he turned his head to look at me, and finally showed a smile on his cold face that was enough to warm people's hearts.

"Crazy. ”

"Xie Ruilin. ”

"I remember you said you were going to invite me to drink?"

I learned his accent and said, "Walk the talk." ”