The mystery of Simon Blowing Blood's appearance disappeared completely, and no one even knew his origin, and the only two people who might know the identity of Simon Blowing Blood were the two masters of the Huangquan Ghost Gate at that time, but these two people also died bizarrely on the day when Ximen Blowing Blood stole the secret recipe of the Hundred Flowers Pill, some people thought that it was the killer under Simon Blowing Blood, but after inspection, it was found that these two masters actually died of suicide, and were invaded by each other's true qi.

However, people always like to be angry, although they know that the two masters of the door are not killed by Simon Blowing Blood, but this matter must be inseparable from Simon Blowing Blood and stealing the secret recipe, so Simon Blowing Blood naturally becomes the mortal enemy of the Huangquan Ghost Gate, and everyone wants to kill them quickly. However, there is one exception, that is, Night Lonely City, he also hopes to find out Ximen Blowing Blood as much as possible, but his most urgent thing is not to kill Ximen Blowing Blood, but to find out the truth of the matter, because he doesn't want to believe that this elegant man who is also a teacher and friend would actually do such a bad thing, so this incident has become the only heart disease in Night Lonely City's life.

As Night Lonely City fell into his own memories, the room fell silent again, it was originally Night Lonely City that gathered everyone together, but because he was immersed in memories one after another, everyone didn't know what to say.

"The purpose of the seniors to recruit us is to blow blood for this Ximen?" After a long time, Wang Shi took the lead in breaking the silence, and he was the one who was most interested in Baihua Pill among the people.

Night Lonely City was pulled out of his memories by Wang Shi's voice, cleaned up his mood, and touched his mouth a few times, silently reminiscing. Memory is a person's most precious treasure, not only because memory carries too many emotions and experiences, but also extends different possibilities and becomes a kind of psychological sustenance. Although memories are in the past, due to people's natural luck mentality, there will always be various thoughts about what happened at the beginning and what will happen later, and regret the stupid things that have been done in the past.

Although Night Lonely City has never done anything he regrets, he has also had such thoughts as before. If he didn't know Ximen Blowing Blood, he wouldn't have been entangled in this matter for the rest of his life; if there was no medicine like Baihua Pill at the beginning, then Ximen Blowing Blood would not have stolen the secret recipe; if someone in the Huangquan Ghost Sect could make the Hundred Flower Pill, Ximen Blowing Blood would not have used this to enter the Huangquan Ghost Gate and then successfully steal the secret recipe. People often have too many ifs, but they don't think about it, if these happened at the beginning, he wouldn't stand here and think about what if.

The reason why Night Lonely City is so entangled is because he doesn't want to believe that Simon blows blood to do such a thing. Once when others were trying to find the whereabouts of Ximen blowing blood, he was looking for evidence, evidence to prove that Ximen was blowing serum, but his efforts could only point the root of Yiqiē to Ximen Blowing blood, so Ye Gucheng quickly gave up his wishful thinking, just hoping to see Ximen blowing blood and ask Yiqiē clearly.

When Wang Shi spoke, Night Lonely City was thinking about what if he gave up at the beginning, hoping to see Ximen blow blood. This is not the first time that this situation has occurred, every night when I am alone in a lonely city, I will think about it again, and then I will be lonely.

After coming back to his senses, Ye Gucheng thought about a few more ifs, sighed heavily, looked at Wang Shi and nodded.

Night Lonely City's sigh came very abruptly, which made Wang Shi stunned, and thought that he had said something wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't find anything wrong, so he didn't think about it anymore, and continued his question: "Who is that Simon blowing blood?"

This question is of great concern to all, because the name alone can arouse infinite reverie among people. Lonely and independent, lonely and tall than snow, incarnated as a sword, he is the most magnificent person in heaven and earth, what kind of peerless person will he be if he can deserve this name. Everyone kept deifying this Simon in their minds, just by virtue of a name.

mentioned Simon Blowing Blood, Night Lonely City's eyes also showed a blazing light, and a smile appeared on Night Lonely City's face again: "Simon Blowing Blood is a real person, a pure person, a person who has detached from low-level tastes. ”

When Night Lonely City said this, the respect and piety in his eyes were difficult to hide, but what he said still made everyone a little unbearable, and the image of infinite deification that had just been established in his psychology was also greatly discounted in an instant.

"Senior, let's talk about something practical. Wang Shi interrupted the night lonely city with no eyesight.

Ye Gucheng squinted at everyone, he could see that these people had no sense of agreement with what he said, and said very dissatisfied: "You haven't seen that person, how can you imagine that his height is unbearable, and how can you know that what I said is not realistic?"

"Senior...... You guys...... I guess it's the enemy. Master Wang asked with a slight stammer.

He didn't expect that Night Lonely City's respect for Ximen Blowing Blood was so deep, and it was not at all like the attitude that a person who stole the treasures of the sect should have, so Master Wang's tone was also a little suspicious.

Hearing Wang Shi's question, Ye Gucheng was slightly stunned, his feelings for Ximen Blowing Blood are only clear to him, it is a kind of relationship that is also a teacher and a friend, because of this, Night Lonely City often inadvertently or intentionally ignores the real relationship between Ximen Blowing Blood and him, a mortal enemy. Because of this, Night Lonely City almost didn't have the same hateful attitude as the rest of the Huangquan Ghost Sect, and at this moment, Wang Shi's very direct words made Night Lonely City suddenly realize that he was not too naïve, and it was his own wishful thinking in the past, the fact is that Ximen Blowing Blood did steal the secret recipe for the preparation of the Hundred Flowers Pill, and it was very likely that he led to the death of the previous generation of Shuangmen Masters, even if he had a kindness to him, what happened was irreparable.

Ye Gucheng sighed heavily, in fact, he didn't think about these things, but some emotions were not so light that he could let go. The idol that he identified with when he was a teenager often has a lifelong impact on a person, especially the idol of Night Lonely City is still really touchable, and Simon Blowing Blood has indeed brought a lot of decisive influence to the growth of Night Lonely City, such as the name of Night Lonely City, such as the character of Night Lonely City, so Night Lonely City is entangled in what Simon Blows Blood does all his life. He has hatred, why did he do such a thing because he hated Simon for blowing blood, but the root of this hatred is still the love of Night Lonely City for Simon blowing blood.

After cleaning up his mood, Ye Gucheng threw away all the distracting thoughts in his heart, and said solemnly: "Ximen Blowing Blood is a person you can't imagine, and only the word peerless can be worthy of him." ”

When Night Lonely City said this, the others also pricked up their ears, and what he described was very close to what everyone imagined in their hearts.

"The first time I saw Simon blowing blood was when I was eight years old, and I was in the middle of ......" Night Lonely City began his story leisurely.

From the initial meeting between the two, to the guidance of Ximen blowing blood to the night lonely city, and then to the disappearance of the blood and stealing treasures by the west gate, this series of past events, the night lonely city said that there were two hours, and it was past lunch time, but no one shouted that they were hungry. Because although the story of Night Lonely City is not exciting and vivid, the content he described is very attractive, after all, the growth experience of the King of Killers is also very legendary, especially there is an extremely mysterious Simon blowing blood in it.

“...... When it was discovered that the previous generation of the Shuangmen Master had died, it was already a few days later, and by that time Simon had long since disappeared. In addition to infamy and hatred, all he left behind was a hundred Hundred Flower Pills. ”

"So the Hundred Flower Pills used by the Huangquan Ghost Gate now are all left over from Ximen blowing blood?"

"Well, it's these Hundred Flower Pills, which have been consumed for fifty years, and there is not much left. Night Lonely City said with regret.

I haven't used up a hundred pills in fifty years, and this speed is very slow, but thinking about the efficacy of the Baihua Pill, such a speed is also understandable, after all, the Baihua Pill is not a jelly bean.

"In that case, the juniors have something unclear and want to ask the seniors. Wang Shi looked straight at the Night Lonely City.

"Huh?" Night Lonely City also looked at Wang Shi, and suddenly said, "Why do you have so many questions?"