When Fu Jingnian finally stood in front of Yu Chixiong, there was no one around Yu Chixiong, Yu Chixiong looked at Fu Jingnian like a ghost, hesitated for a long time, and said softly: "Have you entered King Kong?"

Fu Jingnian shook his head with a smile and said, "It's not that big, it's just a half-step King Kong." As soon as the words fell, Fu Jingnian cut off the head of the commander with a knife.

When the sword flashed, Yu Chixiong seemed to see himself nineteen years ago, when he was in his twentieth decade, he was just a military commander, and he had not yet achieved the position of the commander of the capital, he was young and proud, when the iron hooves of Daqin smashed the gate of the imperial city, he was the first to ride a horse into the slaughter, regardless of men, women, old and young, old and weak, women and Confucians. The indiscriminate killing is saying, what a vicious and majestic way it is.

Vaguely, Yu Chixiong seemed to remember that there were a few towering sycamore trees planted at the entrance of the Southern Chu Imperial Palace, and when a breeze blew, those towering sycamore trees would make a "rustle" sound, and a crimson leaf would fall, so he was not happy.

In the blur, Wei Chixiong seemed to see a newborn baby under the banyan tree, the baby did not cry as much as other peers, even if there was a cold arrow galloping past his ear, he did not make the slightest sound.

Gradually, the strange baby merged with the handsome and unseemly face in front of him.

Yu Chixiong wanted to say something, but he had already cut his throat with a knife.

"Goo-goo-goo

Fu Jingnian put away the knife and stood, the white robe made of coarse cloth was stained with a little red plum, and suddenly his chest rose and fell, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Fu Jingnian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his cuffs, and laughed loudly: "Sixth brother, go home." ”

After saying that, he turned over and got on his horse, lay on the sick horse, and fell asleep.

The obscene old man, formerly known as Delirium, drank the apricot blossom wine in the cup in one gulp, shook his head and said, "Go home, go home."

The yellow-faced girl who had been blinking her eyes to watch the play consciously took the reins of the sick horse, and muttered as she walked: "Alas, the damn Daqin Tieqi ruined all the rouge powder I bought." "I looked dejected.

"Senior, this knife used by Jing Nian is ...... Dead Heaven?" Fu Hu'er also followed in one step, walked in front of the obscene old man, and bowed his head and said softly.

The obscene old man just smiled and didn't speak.

.........

Nineteen years ago, there were people in Nanchu who ascended to the saint in one step, and it was said that the thunder of heaven and earth turned into a desperate sound.

"I have a knife, but I will die. "--Nan Chu, Delusional Heaven

Fu Jingnian didn't have time to appreciate the prosperity of the ancestral city in the ancestral city, and when he came out of the ancestral city again, the group went south to the Nanban, since there was an extra Fu Huer by his side, no matter where he went, he would attract the attention of others, and it was really his size that people couldn't ignore.

On the way home, the walk was not very smooth, Fu Jingnian no longer knew how many waves of "demons and monsters" had been killed, Xu was a thief who had no vision to rob them, Xu was a child of a family who thought very highly of himself but was really brainless, Xu was ordered to encircle and suppress their Great Qin Iron Cavalry, all of which were insufficient.

Fu Jingnian has been in danger many times, but every time he saves the danger, I remember one time, Fu Jingnian was surrounded by five hundred iron cavalry alone, after killing more than two hundred horsemen, his whole body was weak, his true qi was exhausted, ten big guns were heavily pressed on his body, and his knees had already knelt down fiercely, if it weren't for his ruthlessness, splitting a way of life, maybe Fu Jingnian would have died on the spot.

A month later, in response to Hu'er's request, Fu Jingnian came to Suzhou.

Suzhou is a city of fireworks, it is different from the ancestral city with a heavy majesty, Suzhou is lively with rouge, and the air seems to have a heart-warming smell.

For the obscene old man, this is a fairyland, countless big daughters-in-law and little ladies with sharp buttocks and pretty faces shuttle through the streets and alleys, walking next to you, there will be a burst of fragrant wind.

The sky is dark, but the city of Suzhou is still brightly lit, crowded, countless talented and beautiful people carry small lanterns to embrace each other to enjoy the moon, every time the moonlight is the most beautiful, the talented people will chant one or two poems, send them to the warm people in their arms, which attracts the eyes of these little ladies and daughters-in-law.

As soon as she entered the city, Fu Hu'er booked an inn with Fu Jingnian and others, and left in a hurry after making an appointment, saying that she was going to find an old man for many years, and then the yellow-faced girl also happily bought rouge powder alone.

And Fu Jingnian and the obscene old man shuttled through the willow alleys of various flower streets, judging the girls who walked by him.

"Old man, look at this, look at this, your chin is really pointy. Definitely a six. ”

"Don't believe it when you say you're a kid, look at a woman, you have to see if your butt is round enough, your chest is not upturned, don't look at something all day long, hey, look at this, the mother's skin and ass are really round enough, and you must have a baby if you marry back." Oops, look at this, the chest is really upright, and it must feel good. Eight points. The old fellow squinted, his gaze constantly scanning the crowd, rubbing his hands together, ignoring the disgusted and disdainful glances cast by the others.

The sky gradually became like ink, the moon was hidden by dark clouds and snow, and Fu Jingnian and the two of them sat casually at the night food stall on the side of the street.

"Xiao Er, two jars of good green wine. ”

"Well, wait, officer. The shopkeeper slapped the rag on his right.

It didn't take long for the two of them to get drunk. "Boy, you know, I want to live in vain, I don't respect heaven and earth, I don't respect ghosts and gods, I only believe in myself, if the sky abandons me, I will become a demon. The old man lifted the jar and drank it up. He said in a loud voice: "Little Er, let's have another altar." ”

"Who should count his life, let me do it! Why take it from heaven?

Whoever breaks the piano thinks it is me!

Who dares to point it from afar, the sky has it. Isn't it me?

I hate the immortals, why should I be wronged, and the sky will abandon me and become a demon!

I seek the heavens but the heavens deceive me, how can it be wrong to die in the heavens?"

The old man's voice was choked, and he didn't care about Fu Jingnian, he just drank glass after glass. "I have been vain all my life, I have become in the rivers and lakes, and I have been ruined in the rivers and lakes, and I have forgotten each other in the rivers and lakes, and the entanglement has been deeply incomprehensible, this state of mind, how can others understand?!!! how can others ?!! Xuanxuan, in this life, I do not live up to the rivers and lakes, not to live up to the great Chu, not to live up to the long knife I hold in my hand, but only you are the one.

If there is an afterlife, I will take the world to the end of the world, and I will not live up to you. Don't do what is admired by thousands of people, only guard the white head with you, you weave clothes and I hoe and plow, okay? You lay in my arms that year, and finally asked me, do I have the knife in your hand to look good?

I will answer you now, you are better than a knife, you are better than the whole world!" As soon as the words fell, the old man was drunk and did not wake up to the world.

Don't you see, he's in tears?