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There was only a bed, a table, a stool, a lamp, and a sword.

Everything was wiped without a trace of dust, and where it was supposed to be, there were not many things on the table, except for the broken lamp, which was only a long sword placed in a wooden box.

The fifth building had been in the room for a day and a night, barely stepping a foot out of the door, and had not fallen asleep until three hours earlier.

She didn't sleep well.

When awake, she always seems so heartless and happy, but when she is asleep, she looks like a lost child.

In her two deep-locked willow eyebrows, I don't know how many grievances, sorrows, and pains that can't be poured out......

No one wants to listen to her, and she can't talk to anyone.

There are some things that she will never be able to tell others in her life, and perhaps on a certain day in the future, these secrets will be brought into the coffin with her corpse - maybe not even a coffin.

So she has no friends, no lovers, and certainly no relatives, some of which she has lost, and some of which she cannot have now.

The only thing she has the best relationship with is a feral cat who was kicked out of her territory a few years ago and is now wandering the streets.

Sometimes she would bring some food to the old cat and tell me some interesting things that had happened recently, and the cat seemed to be very happy to see her coming, of course, if she brought food.

For the most part, the old cat was lying alone at the end of the alley, licking his hair, his eyes looking at the territory he had been in.

- Isn't it just like her?

Of all the human emotions, only hatred is the most difficult to break free.

However, although hatred is not a good thing, it can whip people forward like a whip, and they keep moving forward!

Her sword is the best proof of that.

Dusk is coming to an end, and the moon is rising tomorrow.

Just when black and white alternated, the sun and the moon changed, the fifth small building suddenly woke up.

She stared at the dark ceiling in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking, and she didn't seem to have woken up yet. After being stunned for a while, he sat up from the bed, got dressed, dragged out a bucket of well water from under the bed, and finally pushed the window open.

It was quiet outside the window, and the wind was very cold.

There are not many quiet courtyards like this in Yuecheng, but she can find the most secluded and comfortable one.

The remaining lights in the house have been extinguished, and there is not even a light in the small courtyard.

Fortunately, there are stars and moons in the sky, lined with the lights and stars in the distance, and the fifth small building standing at the window looks even more lonely and lonely, but she doesn't seem to care at all, and a faint smile hangs on the corner of her mouth.

She was used to these days.

It's time for dinner, and isn't it worth the joy to have a bowl of hot beef noodles when you're hungry?

At the exit of the alley, there is a small noodle stall.

The stall had been here before she moved in, and it never closed for a day, rain or shine, or even during the Chinese New Year.

Therefore, the fifth small building often eats noodles here, not only because it is poor, but also because the owner of this noodle stall does not like to talk very much.

At this moment, the boss sat there, looking at the passers-by, smoking dry cigarettes without a puff, and the few tables that had many oil stains and cracks on them, just like his face.

Most of the old customers who come here to eat noodles are poor people who live in this alley, but today there are two more young men who look like they are in high spirits.

The two of them were still very young, both with swords, and they were very well-dressed, but the boss still didn't want to look at them.

The fifth Xiaolou wore a hood, hung her head in the corner and ate noodles very seriously, the hood hid all her face in shadows, as if she didn't want to look at these two people more.

They were eating noodles and talking and laughing.

Suddenly, there was a person who said with a smile: "There are too few Yuecheng restaurant inns, and it is still the capital of Yueguo, I don't think even one percent of my Great Zhou Shengjing is comparable!"

It turned out to be two young heroes from Da Zhou.

The people of the Great Zhou seem to be very arrogant, let alone the people of Shengjing.

The other shook his head and scolded with a smile: "You are a very cheap person, eat your noodles well." ”

The man said: "Let's not talk about anything else, just to see the faces of Feng Wudao and Yan Ming is enough to make the swordsmen of the world crazy, not to mention that these two people are talking about swords, I can't see this broken noodle stall full of people in a few days." ”

The boss didn't seem to hear anything, still puffing on the smoke rings.

The fifth small building suddenly became interested, and couldn't help but put down the chopsticks in his hand and listened.

As long as it is a person who mixes the rivers and lakes, there is no one who has not heard of the names of Feng Wudao and Yan Ming, but there is no one who uses a sword who does not worship these two gods of the sword.

The fifth Xiaolou is also a person who uses a sword, so he is naturally a little curious - if the strongest sword recognized in the world is encountered, what kind of wonderful chemical reaction will it produce if it encounters another sword that is also recognized as the strongest sword in the world?

But she would never worship these two, because she would only worship a swordsman named Aggie.

The man let out a long sigh and said, "I don't know if I can see these two people, since the first day of sword training, I have regarded these two seniors as the guiding light of life, even if I look at them from a distance, I am satisfied." ”

The other nodded, and began to put noodles into his mouth.

The man was just holding chopsticks and pondering, and suddenly said: "But I heard that the location of the two of them discussing swords is set in the Yue Imperial Palace, if there is no one to guide me, I am afraid that I will be shot into a hedgehog by random arrows before I go in." ”

The Imperial Palace of the Yue Kingdom!

The fifth Xiaolou couldn't help but glance at the two of them, even his breath was short, if he could enter the palace to watch these two people discuss swords, wouldn't it mean that Zhengda Guangming bypassed the strict guards, and it would be much easier to assassinate King Yue?

Another said: "But I've heard that it's not just the big names that have one place, but there are six additional places that have been specified. ”

The man was taken aback and said, "I know about the famous sect, but I haven't heard of this designated quota yet, what are the specific requirements?"

The other person took another bite of noodles before saying, "I also heard from my master yesterday, this requirement is high and high, and low is also very low, as long as the person who receives the invitation jade plate can enter." ”

The man said, "So, who is responsible for distributing the invitation jade plates?"

The other person's expression suddenly became a little strange, as if he had suddenly eaten a grain of sand in the noodles, and said in a quacked voice: "You should ride the wind......"

I have heard this name Wu Xiaolou many times in the past few years, and the evaluation of this person on the rivers and lakes is probably that he is a nosy person, but he is not only good at light skills, but also high in martial arts, and few people even know what kind of martial arts he uses.

The time when this name impressed the fifth Xiaolou the most was on the night of the Li Mansion, when an injured third-rate master had to say that he was riding the wind.

Thinking of this person, Fifth Xiaolou couldn't help but want to laugh again, but when she thought of the Li Mansion, she couldn't laugh anymore.

The man was even more surprised, and lost his voice, "It's him!?"

Another said: "Not bad. ”

The man hesitated, "What does this matter have to do with him?"

Another said: "Because he is not only Yan Ming's friend, but also Feng Wudao's friend." ”

The man said: "It's not strange that Yan Daxia's friends are all over the world, but I heard that a few years ago, Feng Wudao was still chasing and killing Ying Chengfeng, all the way from Liaobei to Yannan, how can they become friends again now?"

Another said: "I don't know, I only know that these two gave all six jade plates to Ying Chengfeng, and no matter who he gave the jade plates to, he can go in!"

The man took a deep breath and lost his voice, "Where is Ying Chengfeng!?"

The other laughed and said, "Hahahaha...... Everybody is asking this question now, and of course I want to know. ”

The man stared at the noodle bowl, as if he was pondering, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "Without further ado, I will go to my master immediately!"

Before he began to eat his noodles, he "snapped" his chopsticks, and then "rubbed" to stand up, threw down the silver with a "click", picked up his sword and left.

The other looked at him, looked at the noodles again, sighed slightly, and didn't have the heart to continue eating this noodles, so he picked up his sword and followed.

After the two of them walked away, the fifth small building slowly stood up, and then one, two, three, and slowly felt out ten copper plates and placed them upright on the table, quietly following them.

Because now she also wants to know where Ying Chengfeng is.

There are not many opportunities to enter the heavily guarded palace in such a righteous and bright light, and there are also not many opportunities for revenge, so she must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

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