Is this person a friend of Chen Ximing? Or is it his own brother? Why is this person also white? Does he have the same disease as Chen Ximing? But looking at his complexion, he is as warm as jade and white, but not as morbidly white as Chen Ximing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he stood on the wall, peerless, spotless, like an immortal. This person must be an amazing hero, right? In other words, every hero has a magic weapon, and he is no exception, but his weapon is very special, a seven-foot knife, although it is seven feet, but the blade is three feet long, and the handle is four feet long, and it is the first time I have seen such a knife.

"Ha~" Tang Xiaoxian didn't know when he hid behind me, grabbed my arm fiercely, and exhaled a breath of cold air. What's wrong? Why is she so scared? Is this still Tang Xiaoxian who I know who is not afraid of heaven and earth? Even in the face of his brother, I have never seen her afraid of being like this. "So?" I had to ask, did they have a holiday?" "This person... very dangerous! very dangerous!" Tang Xiaoxian actually shuddered. "It's okay, didn't you say that you won't be afraid of anything if I'm here?" I comforted her, what is the origin of this person in the snowy night. "It's different, it's different this time..." Don't care what you say, Chen Xi's life is still on the side, what can go wrong?

Chen Ximing snorted: "I didn't expect you to really come, if you don't come, I'll fall asleep." "The first snow of the year came earlier than usual. Chen Ximing laughed: "Okay, okay, it's done." The white-clothed swordsman walked over, his steps light and brisk, leaving only shallow footprints on the snow. He walked to a place that was a foot away from us and stopped, and untied the burden on his body, needless to say, his burden was also white, and he really didn't notice that he was carrying a burden without looking closely. The burden was thrown in front of us, and three heads fell out of the baggage! One of the heads rolled at my feet like a ball, which startled me a lot, and I jumped away, what happened?

Duguye! One of the heads is the head of Duguye! I won't admit this face, and I can't admit it, it's definitely Duguye! He's dead? He was killed by the swordsman in front of him? There are two heads, I don't know if it's the unjust soul. But if they were killed together, they should be Duguye's friends, right? Things gather people in groups, and Duguye's friends will not be too weak, but the three of them were killed by the person in front of them together. Duguye's face showed a look of surprise mixed with despair. And the other two people have very special expressions. One is laughing, the other is very calm, why is that? Shouldn't you be able to laugh before being killed? Isn't it? The three of them were talking, and suddenly the knife man broke in, and these two people didn't even have time to react, so they were killed!

The white-clothed swordsman spoke: "Before this old man died, he told me a big secret when he said that he would spare his life. This sentence caught my attention, the big secret, must be related to this Lu family's incident. "I didn't give him a chance to speak out, though. Hearing this, my heart sank, this person was too fast, so let him tell the secret. Chen Ximing disagreed: "Why are you telling me this?" "Because of some small regrets, what if you are interested in this secret? You should let him tell the secret and kill him again." The white-clothed swordsman said slowly, wanting to say another inconsequential matter. This sentence sounds a little awkward, and it doesn't look like a "good person" said it.

"Our accounts have been cleared. The swordsman said. "It's been cleared for a long time. Chen Ximing smiled. "Oh, yes. Eighteen people have commissioned me to kill you this year. The white-clothed swordsman said again. What does this mean?Could it be that he's a killer?!"And then?How's the offer?" Chen Ximing seemed very interested in knowing how much his life was worth. "The low gold thousand taels, the high one... Southern Song Dynasty Ma Yuan's "Snow Scene". "So?" "I thought they were offering too low, so I killed them all." "Killed? He killed eighteen people? Anyway, he shouldn't kill anyone・・・・・・ isn't he a killer. No, no, no, a killer can't just kill people... No, how can a killer make money and eat if he doesn't kill people... No, no, no, no, this is not the time to think about this, he is dangerous, really dangerous.

"Do you owe me a favor?" the swordsman asked. "Yes, yes, you don't need money to see me in the future, what?" The white-clothed swordsman laughed loudly, then turned and left. "Hey, hey, don't you sit down and have a cup of tea?" Chen Ximing poured a cup of "tea" and kept a sentence. "Your tea tastes too light!" "The gentleman's friendship is as light as water!" "Let's go." "I don't send it. The footsteps were connected, and he jumped forward, and after a few breaths, he was gone. Only the poems that reverberated between heaven and earth were left: "The blood-colored remnant sun ancient road, the end of the world is a lonely shadow, and everyone in the world laughs and laughs." The wind is howling, the snow is drifting. I am the only one in the world. ”

From the time he came to the time he went, he didn't say a word to me, he didn't even look at me. I don't know who his name is, I don't know anything, maybe the killer has to keep it a secret for himself, right?" "Who is he?" I couldn't help but ask, killing Duguye can't be a nameless person, right?" "He's... What is it called, let me think about it." You don't even know what people's names are. Looking at Chen Ximing's serious thinking expression, I really didn't know what to say. "Oh, by the way, his name is Mu Yan. Chen replied. "Mu Yan, Mu Yan, Mu Yan, Mu Yan, blood, he's, he is!" Tang Xiaoxian seemed to remember something, and said in surprise.

"It's him, eighteen years ago, the world sealed the knife and washed the blood of the immortal madman of all major sects. "Then what he has in his hand is..." Tang Xiaoxian said halfway again. "Famous weapon, Mo knife, no dust. Chen Ximing added. Eighteen years ago? It's been a long time, and I'm only two years old. Ah? Then he has to be at least in his thirties now, right? What is the sealing knife in the world? How can it sound so terrifying! Another kind of knife is called Mo Dao, if Brother Lu is here, he should be able to see it at a glance, right? Such a peerless killer, how can he have a connection with Chen Ximing? Chen Ximing saved Dugu Ye and asked him to kill Dugu Ye, people's hearts, it is really impossible to see through.

"Then why did he recite poetry? When he came, he read it again, and when he left, he did it again. Tang Xiaoxian asked with interest, I also want to ask this question, to be precise, he should read the words, right? Why do you keep reading it?" This poem seems to have been written to him by a person who is very important to him, so the words are not separated from his mouth. "I didn't expect Chen Ximing to know him very well. "Can a man like him get away with it?" I couldn't help asking, and I could see that he was very lonely, and a little person like me didn't bother to look at it, and he should have few friends like this, right?

Perhaps, he immersed himself in his own world and became his own hero. Chen replied. Immerse yourself in your own world and be your own hero?