The red glow of the sunset is getting thicker and lighter, and all the busyness, all the sorrows and joys will eventually separate from the day to the poles.

In the willow forest at sunset, pedestrians are gradually thinning out, only the lonely wine house is not ready to close, maybe it itself does not exist and how to close?

The old man looked at the sunset for a long time, his eyes were full of thoughts, and the white beard at the corner of his mouth was gently raised upward, he seemed to be laughing, but there was nothing ridiculous here!

The old man touched the knife entrusted to him by Duan Yunhong, and his smile became brighter and brighter, and he muttered to himself: "Good knife, good knife, maybe if your master is not emotional, I will not be able to get you in my life, but how can things in the world be the enemy of a love word? The knife man is not the most suitable person to use a knife in this world, because the knife is used to kill!"

When the last sentence popped out of the old man's mouth, there was no trace of warmth and love in the sunset, but it was all conspiracy and murder.

The old man is the wisest and most loving person in the world, but once they are infected with murderous aura and conspiracy, they will also become the most terrible and evil people in the world!

The willow hut is still so quiet, because the willow trees here are thick and shaded from the sky, so the night comes much earlier than outside.

Nightthorn hasn't lived here since she came to Willow Forest, and she has never forgotten her original purpose of coming here, but now she may prefer to live here forever, like a sword with her beloved.

The breeze blew into the wooden house through the cracks, blowing the only flame in the wooden house and trembling, and there was a bronze mirror in front of the dresser, and two beauties in and out of the mirror. The bronze mirror can reproduce her face and portray her beauty, but it is difficult to read the faint sadness in her heart.

Nightthorn quietly looked at herself in the mirror, stretched out her hand to touch the world's face that made the men of the world worship, she sighed softly: "Even if I am as beautiful as a fairy, I am just a red dust killer, maybe God never thought of giving me a home when he created me, what is home? What is home? I want something that I don't even know what it is?"

Nightthorn smiled slightly.

Her smile should be beautiful and good-looking, but no one will appreciate her self-deprecating smile and frustrated smile, no matter how beautiful she is.

The breeze stirred the catkins, and there was a "whooshing" sound outside the wooden house, the sound slowly became louder and more mixed, and the wind seemed to be accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, getting denser and closer.

Suddenly, the trembling flames in the wooden house were finally extinguished, and it was pitch black in the wooden house, and the night thorns were not surprised or afraid, and the fighting in the rivers and lakes was like a common occurrence for the killer, but I don't know if the killer who was moved could still be as sharp as ever?

Fortunately, there is still some moonlight tonight, so the slaughtered willow forest does not seem to be so bleak!

During the day, those in the Zhendong Restaurant had already arrived at the Liulin Wooden House as promised, and there were probably hundreds of people surrounding the Liulin Wooden House.

During the day, the leading man walked out and said to everyone: "Don't act rashly, the female devil is in this wooden house, this woman is strong in martial arts, and we are by no means opponents when fighting alone." ”

Someone in the crowd immediately asked, "What then?"

The leader said: "We need to lure this person out and take her down in one fell swoop with the strength of all of us." ”

Someone else said, "Then how can you get her out?"

The leader said, "Stand back, I'll knock on the door." ”

After that, the leader turned around and walked towards the door of the wooden house, which was only one step away from the door of the wooden house, but the leader did not dare to stretch out his hand.

There was a hint of coolness in the crack of the door, and the leader was silent for a long time before he mustered up the courage to stretch out his hand, he didn't know what the consequences of this knock were?

Before the outstretched hand could fall, a golden needle burst out of the crack in the door with a "whoosh", and the man in charge seemed to have been prepared to avoid the blow, but the speed of the golden needle shot into the crowd and stabbed a person in the neck, who was killed on the spot without even wailing.

said that it was too late, and the big man who took the lead even turned a few somersaults and withdrew a few steps away, and the big knife in his hand was immediately unsheathed, and the crowd also exploded, and everyone's frightened shouts and the sound of sharp weapons unsheathed were connected, although they were outnumbered, but in the face of opponents in the dark, none of them wanted to be the first bird?

The leading man roared: "The female devil quickly appears, you don't want to escape if the heroes of the world are here today!"

"You deserve to be called heroes, it's really a big joke!" The beautiful sound was accompanied by the "creaking" sound of the door opening, and the night thorn slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Even if it was dark night, even if the moonlight was dim, even if they could only see an outline clearly, it was enough for them to reverie and look forward to it infinitely.

Looking at the beautiful and moving body in front of them, the slender waist, the flowing long hair and the pair of watery eyes, even if the person in front of them is a heinous devil, the men's instinctive reaction is to appreciate this shocking beauty first.

Everyone fell silent, the air was full of murderous aura but there was no blood for a long time, the group was hesitating, and the night stab was also hesitating, because she didn't want to kill anymore.

After a long time, the leading man finally broke the silence and said: "Girl, you look so delicate and beautiful, why did you come out to harm the rivers and lakes if you don't find a man to marry well?"

Night Thorn smiled and said, "You men can fight and kill in the rivers and lakes, why can't women?

The leader was silent, he wanted to refute what the Night Thorn had just said, but the last one of the Night Thorn asked him powerlessly?

Nightthorn smiled and said, "Let's go! I don't want to kill tonight." ”

The leader looked at the corpse on the ground and said, "But you have already killed someone." ”

Nightthorn said coldly, "What if you kill you?"

The leader raised the knife in his hand and said, "We must kill you here today, otherwise how can the rivers and lakes be peaceful in the future?"

After that, the leader of the big man rushed forward with a knife in his hand, and several swordsmen and swordsmen standing in front of the crowd also rushed up, and in an instant, the night stab was surrounded by more than a dozen people from the rivers and lakes.

Night Thorn said coldly: "Come on, even if the killer can't kill people and live in this world, he will suffer." ”

It seems that the Night Thorn has made up her mind to die, and in the face of more than 100 Jianghu men, even if the Night Thorn is strong in martial arts, she is absolutely invincible, and her golden needle will always be used up at the moment.

The wind stopped, the sound of killing rose, and I didn't hear the sound of Jin Ge, but I only saw the figure dancing in the air, and those swords that were ruthless in the moonlight.

This is more than a dozen people and is not a prodigal son of the rivers and lakes, the sword in his hand dances without leakage, the night stab while dodging, and then release the golden needle, of course, the strength and accuracy are also greatly reduced, her martial arts are not as powerful as imagined, because her most powerful killing weapon is not martial arts but her beauty.

The golden needles are splashing everywhere like raindrops, and each needle is a fatal blow, whether it can hit the vital point or not, as long as it hits it is either dead or disabled!

The dozen or so people who fought did not receive the slightest injury, but those who were watching the battle from behind fell one by one.

As time passed, the figure of the night thorn gradually slowed down, and it slowed down to a halt, and the rest of the more than a dozen people in the rivers and lakes who took the lead also seemed to be a little tired.

The leader said, "Demon girl, you've run out of golden needles, right?"

The rest of the dozen or so people in the rivers and lakes also chimed in: "Next, you just wait to be conquered!"

Nightthorn smiled and said, "What's the fear of death? I'm enough to kill so many people!"

Suddenly, a voice suddenly came out of the group of people behind him and said: "Keep your mouth alive, wouldn't it be a waste if such a beautiful woman didn't have a good pastime!"

Immediately, someone chimed in: "Yes, you must stay alive!"

Hearing this, Night Thorn smiled coldly, and glanced at the ugly faces of these people in the rivers and lakes again and again, she had anger, remorse, and longing in her heart, people always have thousands of thoughts when they are about to die, and killers are no exception, at this moment Night Thorn should not be a killer, she is more like a woman who has been bullied and needs to be cared for!

Nightthorn stretched out his right hand, which frightened everyone, and between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, there was a bright golden needle, and said coldly: "I never thought that one day I would be killed by my own needle!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the golden needle in his right hand stabbed towards his temple. The death of the female demon should be a joyous thing, but no one here applauds, but from their eyes revealed a trace of reluctance and regret, maybe their kindness is just coveting this beauty!

"Bang", out of nowhere, a flying stone shot out of nowhere, impartially hit the golden needle in the right hand of the night thorn? the golden needle fell to the ground in response, everyone looked around nervously, only the night thorn did not seem surprised, she looked at the golden needle on the ground and muttered, "Is it you?"

There was no movement in the darkness of the night, and in a corner where no one could have noticed, a figure in a black shirt appeared who seemed darker than the night.

The scabbard is black, the hilt is black, and the whole person is black.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "You can't die, what should he do if you die?" The killer is the most innocent person in the world!"

After that, his black eyes looked at the night sky quietly, his eyes were full of memories and joy, as if he knew the killer better than anyone else, maybe because there was an innocent killer in his life!

"Stop, stop" Duan Yunhong's cry broke the silence of the night, and he hurriedly felt here before he had time to take care of himself and was unkempt and full of alcohol.

Everyone looked towards the depths of the willow forest, and Nightthorn also looked over there, because she had been waiting for this voice for a long time!

Nightthorn smiled, and the roses bloomed at night only because they met the best flower admirer in the world.

The swordsman smiled, put down the knife and put down the burden on his body, and only watched the flowers bloom.

The most poisonous flowers are no longer poisonous, the best swordsmen no longer use knives, hugging tightly to leave everything behind, the most fearful of love in the rivers and lakes is not because of poison, but because it is too beautiful and intoxicating.