Long Xiaoxiaohan,

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Ten years of old hatred of wind and rain,

looked at Wu Hook coldly.

Singing during the day,

To the moon drink,

Flick the sword and laugh at the prince.

Waiting for the dragon medium to set foot in China,

Ask how many opponents there are in the world!

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The snow was falling, and the whole world was covered in snow.

Matching with the white of the snow is the festive red everywhere, the bright red lanterns, the big red blessing word, the New Year is approaching, and there is a joyful atmosphere in Jinyang City.

This is the most prosperous street in Jinyang City, where businesses on both sides are enthusiastically soliciting customers, and pedestrians are full of festive smiles.

There is only one exception.

The boy crawling in the snow.

Although the dirty and torn padded jacket is very swollen, it still makes people feel the thinness of the teenager. Messy hair on his head covered most of his face. The hand next to the broken bowl was red from the cold, and there were still a few large sores on it.

Passers-by all looked disgusted and covered their noses.

"Young Master Lu, look at this, this is a high-grade flower Luo that has just been shipped from Yongzhou......"

"Young Master Lu, you are here, I have specially prepared a red ...... for your daughter who has been in the cellar for twenty years."

"Young Master Lu,......"

The voice of sycophants came from far and near, and a young man strode forward, with a bright jade crown and a white brocade robe, and the young man looked dignified, but his face was full of arrogance and pride.

Behind him, a tall man bent over, holding a large handful of strange gadgets in his arms, and the shopkeepers on both sides nodded at him and laughed again and again.

This person is the son of Yin Lu Fengchun of Jinyang Mansion, Lu Shaolin, in this Jinyang City, it can be said that he wants the wind to be the wind and the rain.

Getting closer and closer, Lu Shaolin came to the little beggar and frowned fiercely.

"Blessed. ”

The tall man came over, "Young Master, what's the matter?"

Lu Shaolin pointed at the little beggar, "This kid is really an eyesore, when did you ask for food here?"

Defu scratched his head, "Maybe it was the day before yesterday, maybe it was yesterday, I can't remember ......"

Also, who cares about this filthy beggar.

Lu Shaolin stepped on the little beggar's head, "It's really unlucky, Young Master Ben's good mood was disturbed by you today!"

Defu looked at the big sores on the little beggar's body, he was very disgusted, and his eyes rolled and said: "Young master, this kid is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his body is thin, your hands are heavy, and if you don't pay attention to killing him, how unlucky it is to kill him this year." ”

Lu Shaolin sneered, "Heavy hands, do you mean I don't know the weight?!"

Defu said with a smile: "Little don't dare, who doesn't know that Young Master, you are a senior disciple of Elder Yin of Jiuhua Mountain, with superb martial arts, and you can shake the wind and thunder with your shots, how can we ordinary people bear it." ”

Lu Shaolin was very useful for this compliment, and said with a smile: "You can speak, so you can spare this kid today." ”

As he spoke, he spat on the little beggar's head with thick phlegm, and said viciously: "Little beggar, this young master will spare you for the time being, give you a stick of incense time, and get out of this street, otherwise you will look good!"

The little beggar seemed terrified, and trembled like chaff.

Lu Shaolin muttered, walked into the drunken flower building and drank two cups of chong chong.

After three cups of flower wine, the unhappiness brought by the little beggar gradually left behind, left and right beauties, warblers singing and dancing, and Lu Shaolin was in a much better mood.

An hour later, there was a sudden commotion outside the Drunken Flower Building.

Lu Shaolin frowned again.

"Defoe, go see what's going on!"

Defu, who was guarding outside the hall, ran back and hurriedly replied: "Young master, Master Qiu of the Zhenxi Dart Bureau was killed!"

"What?!" Lu Shaolin sat up straight.

Zhenxi Dart Bureau is the property of his Lu family, and the head of the dart, Lu Fengqiu, is his uncle, shocked to hear the bad news, Lu Shaolin can hardly hide his shock.

"When and where were they killed?!"

Defu wiped his sweat, "Master Qiu was just killed in front of the Luo family's silk shop on the street outside the door. ”

"How is it possible!" Lu Shaolin slapped the table and got up.

Lu Fengqiu is a disciple of the lay family in Jiuhua Mountain, and his martial arts are not low, how could he be killed in this public?!

Lu Shaolin turned around and rushed out of the drunken flower building.

Pedestrians on the street outside the building fled in all directions, killing people at the end of the year, which was both unlucky and frightening.

Lu Shaolin hurriedly rushed towards the Luojia silk shop.

There Lu Fengqiu was already lying down, breathless, a black hole in his chest, blood gurgling out, and the snow was full of shocking red.

"Uncle!" Lu Shaolin exclaimed in surprise, reaching out to probe his nose, barely feeling it. Touch the neck again, there is still residual warmth.

"The murderer hasn't gone far yet!" Lu Shaolin was shocked in his heart.

Looking up, there were only one or two pedestrians on the street, and they were horrified at the sight of the dead.

At this moment, Lu Shaolin suddenly noticed a black shadow flashing in the distance and disappeared into the small alley.

"This figure is somewhat familiar...... It's that little beggar!" Lu Shaolin was full of excitement.

Yes, this little beggar suddenly appeared here in the past two days, and then his uncle was killed, these two things are not unrelated.

This little beggar may be the murderer!

But my uncle's martial arts are far above him, and this little beggar is only sixteen or seventeen years old, how can he win?!

I don't care about much, so I will go and catch him first and come back to ask what is going on.

Lu Shaolin performed light skills and chased after the little beggar's fleeing figure.

Jiuhua is a peerless learner, a famous sword and light skill.

Although Lu Shaolin has not worked hard, he has a foundation after all, and he caught up with the little beggar after three miles out of the city.

"Stop!" Lu Shaolin shouted angrily.

Judging from the running movements, this little beggar is also a practicing family, and he can almost determine his judgment that this little beggar is the murderer!

The little beggar seemed to understand his situation and stopped.

Lu Shaolin snorted coldly: "Turn around!"

The little beggar still stood quietly, without any movement.

Lu Shaolin was almost angry, "Bastard, turn around!"

After a few moments, the little beggar slowly turned around.

Lu Shaolin narrowed his eyes, he wanted to see who this little beggar was.

The little beggar's unkempt hair covered his eyebrows, and without waiting for Lu Shaolin to speak, he slowly raised his head and straightened up.

Where is the appearance of a beggar, his face is as clear as jade, there is no scar, his eyebrows are like swords, flying obliquely, and his body is as tall and steep as a long sword, but the most impressive thing is his eyes, like a cold edge of autumn water, shiny, sharp, with three points of loneliness, seven points of scarcity, anyone as long as they look at it, they will never forget.

No wonder he wants to hide himself.

Suddenly, a strange feeling appeared in Lu Shaolin's heart, and for a moment he felt that he was not a hunter, but a prey!

This little beggar didn't look frightened at all, could it be that he deliberately lured himself out of the city?!

Lu Shaolin only felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart, and the inexplicable fear exploded like a bubble.

At this moment, his eyes lit up, and a sword light went straight into front of him!

Lu Shaolin almost screamed out in fear.

Before that, he was still very confident in his martial arts, but in the face of this sword, his so-called self-confidence collapsed like a sandcastle.

It's not because of the ruthlessness and swiftness of the knife technique, but the killing intent contained in it!

Lu Shaolin used all his strength to retreat more than ten steps in a row, and finally avoided the knife, he shouted in panic, "You...... Who are you?!"

The young killer said coldly: "There is no door to hell!"

Lu Shaolin's feet were soft and he almost sat down.

There is a road in Huangquan, there is no door to hell, and the two killer organizations in Beichen did not expect it to be the killer they sent.

"I ...... I can't win......" After the stab just now, and then hearing the name of hell, Lu Shaolin's self-confidence in his heart had completely collapsed, he wanted to turn around and run away towards Jinyang City, but his feet were already weak, he wanted to pull out the long sword at his waist, but his fingers seemed to have frozen, and there was no reaction.

The young killer walked over slowly, his pale face was bloodless, and Lu Shaolin was cold from head to toe like ice.

He walked in front of Lu Shaolin, his cold eyes met Lu Shaolin's eyes, Lu Shaolin wanted to close his eyes but didn't dare at all.

"Uncle, how did you provoke such a person!"

The young killer was standing in front of him, but Lu Shaolin didn't hear his breathing, as if this person was a demon in hell who didn't need to breathe.

The cold north wind blew through Lu Shaolin's body, he shivered, and a yellow liquid suddenly flowed from the base of his thighs and soaked the precious brocade robe.

Lu Shaolin was so frightened that he urinated incontinence on the spot.

"This ...... Public...... Childe, spare your life, spare your life......"

Lu Shaolin stammered and begged for mercy, and there was no trace of blood on his lips.

The young killer's lips lightly opened, and he said word by word: "No one can step on my head!"

Lu Shaolin's mind was already blank, and he just begged for mercy blankly, "...... Spare your life, spare your life......"

The young killer didn't do it again, paused and turned to leave, and the cold words followed, "I can't do your last request, because I won't spare a dead man's life." ”

Lu Shaolin was stunned for a moment, and at this moment, it was as if a line in his body had been torn off, and the whole world was plunged into boundless darkness......

With the blood spring rising to the sky, the skull on Lu Shaolin's neck that had been with him for sixteen years fell to the snow.

The severed head knife Lu Shaolin didn't dodge it after all, although he avoided the blade, but the sharp knife qi had already cut his neck!

What a fast knife, such a ruthless man!

Dragons have reverse scales, and if they commit it, they will die!

The snow is falling heavier and heavier, bringing the whole world a bitter cold, and the figure of the young killer has long since disappeared into the heavy snow, disappearing into the barren forest.