Chapter 121: White Clothes Fighting Black Clothes
A few people staggered, pushing cups and changing lamps, Li Laosan's bearded face gradually turned a little red, at this time, the wine was surging, he slapped the table, and said with a big tongue: "I heard that Deng Zhi, the traitor of the Chu army, was killed in the Qinglou a few days ago, and it was a good killing, this kind of person will be a scourge in Daqin sooner or later." Hey, I still remember when Lao Tzu went on the expedition, he glanced at the generalissimo from afar, hey, Grandma's, the tiger's head and gold armor were really majestic, when he had just broken through the city gate, and was still outside the palace gate, he nailed the emperor of Dachu to the dragon chair with an arrow, and the majestic and heroic posture of the generalissimo holding the bow and the full moon, Lao Tzu will never forget it for the rest of his life. ”
Li Laosan's eyes were foggy, he slapped the white-clothed boy on the shoulder, lifted the excellent daughter red and poured it into his mouth, just drank half of the jar, he suddenly put down the jar, and asked tentatively: "Shaodong, you won't pit my Lao Li, right? This wine really doesn't need money? If you want money, Lao Tzu can't afford to drink it." ”
After saying that, he burped and looked up like a scoundrel.
The man in white couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "I really don't want your money, so I'll treat me." ”
Li Laosan laughed when he heard this, raised the wine altar again, gave a thumbs up to the man in white, and praised: "Shaodong is a cheerful person, then Lao Li and I are welcome." ”
As soon as the words fell, his throat rolled, and a good daughter red on the altar was drunk in one gulp by him like a cow chewing a peony.
The white-clothed man's face was indifferent, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, until he put the wine jar on the table and exclaimed, before he asked, "Brother, who is the generalissimo you are talking about?"
"Naturally, it is our current Generalissimo of the Zhenguo State of Great Qin and the Marshal of the Military Department Shangshu Nangong. Li Laosan's eyes were misty, he spat out a mouthful of wine, and said: " Our generalissimo is a strange person, in the early years was born in the green forest, and he took dozens of brothers out to break in, and later after being recruited by the government, the group of turtle grandchildren originally had the idea to let them go to the front line to die, where do you know that our generalissimo Hongfu Qitian, not only did he send his life in vain during the southern expedition and the northern expedition, but the team was like a snowball, and it grew stronger and stronger, so it was more than 20 years of crawling and climbing, until the last nineteen years ago, after destroying the Great Chu, the group of turtle grandsons on the temple suddenly realized that the green forest reckless man did not know when he climbed to the point of the generalissimo, and then wanted to suppress it again, but there was nothing he could do。
Our generalissimo's surname is Nanming Palace, but he wants to use his own name as his surname for generations to come, and I don't know why. By the way, when it comes to the generalissimo, the three fierce generals under him have to be mentioned, the purple-eyed tiger Ye Bai, the overlord Mo Ya, and the ghost Duanmu Changge, are all good hands in the military department, do you know who the champion of the military department is now? It is the overlord Mo Ya, one of the fierce generals, but the ruthless man who broke the Yanmen gate and closed the city gate with one punch when attacking Yan!
The man in white lowered his head and listened quietly, until he finished speaking, and did not interject a word, no one could see it, his face buried at the moment was killing and rampant, and the names of these people had been engraved in his heart.
These are the people he wants to hunt
Not far from the alley outside the inn, a man in black walked slowly with a black iron gun on his back, the man's face was square, his temples were like knives, and a pair of sword eyebrows were extremely conspicuous, straight into his temples. He walked calmly to the inn step by step, and with each step, it was as if thousands of troops and horses had stepped on, and the bluestone slab at his feet was cracked.
When he walked to the door of the inn, he squinted his eyes and looked up at the apricot wine flag with Yuelai written on it, then raised his left foot and slowly stepped in.
At the same time, the white-clothed man, who was talking nonsense with Li Laosan and a few others, suddenly put away his smile, got up suddenly, stared straight at the man, and said without replying: "Wan'er, close." ”
Zhu Lingwan, who was busy, was stunned for a moment, and said inexplicably: "It's still noon, what's the matter?"
The man in white had a solemn face, and said in a deep voice: "If you are told to close, you will close, and you will understand after a while." ”
Zhu Lingwan frowned, and began to drive away the guests, one of the big men with sideburns was furious, slapped the table, and said loudly: "Lao Tzu paid the silver, at this time you said let me go? Lao Tzu will not leave, what are you doing?"
Zhu Lingwan stood helplessly aside, the white-clothed man's face was gloomy, he took out a silver tael from his chest, and threw it casually, the silver ingots instantly hit the mouth of the big man with sideburns, knocking out a few of his teeth, and the white-clothed man said coldly: "Get out." ”
The big man with sideburns opened his mouth to scold, but when he saw the white-clothed man staring at him quietly, he didn't know why he was cold in his heart, and he stopped talking several times, and finally snorted coldly and brushed his sleeves away.
That Li Laosan's eyes rolled around, knowing that he had taken advantage of it today, and he knew that he would accept it when he saw it, so he immediately said haha: "Since the young owner has something, then Lao Li will leave first." Shouted at Xie Tian and the others, and walked out of the inn in a few steps.
Within a few moments, the inn, which was still full of people and friends, suddenly became deserted, leaving only the black-clothed person with a gun, the man approached to find a place to sit down, picked up the wine jug from the table and poured himself a glass, and asked expressionlessly, "Where is the heir of the Demon Sect?"
The white-clothed man looked calm, and said lightly: "In the inn." ”
The man obviously didn't expect him to be so honest, so he immediately frowned, glanced at him, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, hand it over, otherwise, die." ”
The man in white shook his head calmly, and suddenly grinned: "You say you will hand it over?"
The man's face was stunned for a moment, but he would not engage in verbal disputes with others since he was born, so he nodded and said seriously: "Okay, then you will die." ”
After that, the glass full of wine was popped out by his backhand, like a streamer, and slashed towards the door of the man in white, without a drop of wine spilling.
The man in white firmly planted his legs firmly in place, and slowly stretched out his hand, although his movements were slow, but he was impartial and just embedded in the wine glass that shot from him. As soon as the wine glass was reached, a huge concussive force rushed to the fingertips, and the white-clothed man's shoulders sank, and he unloaded this force, and the wine bowl in his right hand came to his mouth and slowly sipped in.
The man in black frowned again, but this time he frowned deeper, glanced at the man in white with deep meaning, slowly pulled out the black iron gun behind his back, and asked, "Who are you?"
After that, without waiting for the man in white to answer, he held the handle of the gun, picked up a half-arc, smashed the overlord and slammed it down, and slammed it down on the head of the man in white.
The man in white turned a deaf ear, didn't lift his eyelids a point, and muttered, "Man, it's been a long time." ”
As he spoke, he stepped down with a heavy foot, and suddenly the stone slab in the inn exploded, a magic pattern coiled, the barrel of the gun was pitch black, but the tip of the spear was silver-white, and the three-zhang spear suddenly broke through the ground, stabbing on the black iron spear that fell from top to bottom.
"Ding. With a loud bang, the man's large gun was bounced off the ground and he took a step back.
The white-clothed man's left hand stretched straight out, his five fingers spread out, and he instantly held the three-zhang spear, the tip of the spear pointed obliquely at the floor, and said with a smile: "I am an iron dog." ”
A scene of white clothes fighting black clothes.
Rise.
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