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"Aren't you afraid of death?"

The name of the leader of the Daqi Sect, the silver spear of the Desert resounded throughout the sky. As the disciple of the Venerable of the Tribulation Realm, Huang Shifu entered the spiritual orifice realm in no time, no matter how he looked at it, he had completely possessed the rampant sky.

The confidence of the West.

In fact, I have been worshipping Yinqiu more than ten years ago, and I think and do everything.

Tonight, I met someone who dared to shoot a cold arrow at him, and that man was still a rural boy with no cultivation.

He was not angry, but just felt fresh and interesting.

"You slaughter the whole town, of course you won't care about the difference between killing one more person and killing one less person. Raise your knife and chop it, why bother to say more!" Hu Lai held the bow in one hand and the short blade in the other. His expression was firm and his eyes were firm, as if he only had to do it.

This young master of the Daqi Sect is ready to fight to the death at any time when he draws his sword.

Hu Zhou, a middle-aged man with a national face, had a cold sweat on his back and hurriedly stepped forward to cover the young man's mouth that was not afraid of being afraid of being afraid of disobedient and touching the Killing God's Scale.

How could he know that Hu Lai struggled to resist and was unwilling to leave half of his position in the face of his enemy? Even with a look, he would glar back fiercely, stubborn and stubborn.

Huzhou had no choice but to finally plucked up the courage to block the boy, looking at him as if he was home.

Huang Shifu laughed.

According to the teachings of the master, eight out of ten things are not satisfactory in the world. No matter whether you can always be lucky or not, you must never miss it when you meet interesting people.

The world changes, and in just over a decade, I have been accustomed to seeing all living beings seeking survival, and rarely seeking death. Huang Shifu felt that the young man in front of me was quite interesting.

Such an interesting person would be a pity to roll his head with a knife, so he changed his mind.

The long bow of the flag gate chases the wing and kills people and robs. After hundreds of years of opening the mountain and raising the flag, there has never been a precedent for robbing people. Today, the young master simply broke the rules and looked down at the boy and asked: "Name?

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The boy said, "Do it."

Huang Shifu said, "It's a fool? Hey, isn't it?"

The man with a Chinese-faced face who had already put life and death aside at the moment when he was blocking the boy's face spitted. Perhaps he was infected by the boy's spirit, or he felt that the injustice creditor was too cowardly to be a little bit cowardly, so he replied with a tough heart: "Hu Hu,"

The son of the state, the seeds that I sow..."

Huang Shifu was slightly stunned, obviously not understanding the wonderful meaning of this sentence. She no longer argued, and the scabbard resisted her shoulders and said lazily: "Take the valuable ones away, and cut them off with breath. This young man...

Go back to the big flag gate.”

"Don't forget to give a hand to the hundred ghost brothers in Xiefeng Valley, pick up corpses and sprinkle money to create an atmosphere. I always watch the group of ghosts move the corpses silently.

When I entered the coffin, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and I was so scared."

Huang Shi helped drive the horse and turned around.

Although they were bandits, they all carried swords and bows, looking at the big flag gate chasing cavalry, which was no less than the iron armor that had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, and they drew their swords with a cold light.

"Who dares to touch my son!" Hu Zhou took big steps.

At the critical moment of life and death, the widows and orphans in Feijia Town have no worries? No matter whether they can win or not, they must not lose in terms of momentum and fight to the end.

The young man Hu Lai secretly stuffed the short blade into his father's hand, and he used his hand to get an arrow, and then pulled his bow and aimed at the young master of the big flag sect with his back facing them again.

As one of the few practitioners in the town, Uncle Jin Liu, who has the highest realm, has no time to think about the momentary thoughts that flashed through his mind just now, and began to secretly accumulate energy. The opponent he chose was naturally Huang Shifu. He used his soul to face the spiritual orifice, only

If you can win with one blow, you will lose three times and lose all the consequences, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

"kill."

A sound fell, and a critical moment.

A gust of wind suddenly broke out in the desert, a white wind.

The wind has no color. If you see the color of the wind, it must be not the wind.

It's probably an individual, or a demon.

No matter what the truth is, it is too late, because when the young master of the big flag gate with the long bow felt the chill behind him and turned his horse's head and waved his scabbard to remove the yellow sand and dust, those who should have become swords

The dead ants have long disappeared.

Including the boy who made a fool of himself.

The elite chasing horses controlled the restless horses, raised their swords in their hands, looking around but failed, and they couldn't help but look at each other in a low voice.

I vaguely realized something, and then I realized that my spine was slightly cold.

Huang Shifu is no exception.

After practicing the silver spear in the desert that was transformed into a disaster, he practiced burning, killing, looting, and heard much more than ordinary people. In addition to the Dragon Prisoner who is as famous as his master, the people worthy of attention in this broken world are counted.

I can't count the number of hands, but I haven't heard anyone likes to wear white clothes?

Could it be that I have walked too much at night and encountered a ghost?

Huang Shifu looked at the dark money that was falling like the rain in the sky, and remembered the silent night walking around the hundred ghosts after chasing the horse. The young master of the Big Flag Sect touched the back of his neck unconsciously.

...

When the boy woke up, he found himself lying on the strange bed.

Very comfortable and soft.

I lingered a little, but didn't forget to go back.

He lifted up the bedding and stood up, and casually held the old bow and quiver on the edge of the bed, opened the door, and then saw people coming and going downstairs.

Lively scene.

"Is this Longmen Town?" Hu Lai was a little confused. With a little suspicion, he went down the stairs.

This is an inn, and Hu Lai's first impression was like this. So he began to search for the inns in Longmen Town in his memory and took a look at them.

...

Xiao Liuzi is a native child in Longmen Town.

Of course, now he is no longer a fartworm who is teased by the purple-clothed girl who is a few years younger than him and then cries and runny nose.

More than a month ago, he was already the owner of the inn, and Longmen became Liu Ye.

I originally wanted to take charge of the family business left by the master from now on, so I would not have to worry about food and drink for the rest of my life. By the way, I would find a yellow girl with big breasts and big butts in Longmen Town to raise children, so I could live a worry-free life.

I never thought that I would be beaten back to my original state after a few days of dreaming. I was so cowardly.

This didn't seem long, it happened last night.

Around the hour of You, a few cousins ​​who had a good relationship with them on weekdays beat a fist in the inn and drank some wine. Taking advantage of the fact that they were interested, the few people discussed sneaking to Oasis Zhai for a few hours to enjoy.

When I was ugly, there were loud shouts in the gentle village. In my dream, the Sixth Master, who was not aware of the fairy, was suddenly woken up.

How could I feel angry when I get up?

Just as he was about to get angry, Liu Ye rubbed his eyes and saw the figure in the room clearly, the breeze suddenly passed by the hill and the rain disappeared.

He saw the old man in white hair and a white robe.

Who is it if it’s not Bai Zhiqiu?

After all, he followed his master, Zhang Guest Ye, and had been running in the inn for ten years. How could Xiao Liuzi not know the terrible thing about this old man who only lies in the backyard and ignores everything around him except for his teaching aunt?

He has seen some old men who were teased by his aunt and asked for trouble more than once. The old man in front of him, who was white and arrogant, was thrown out of the end of his sight, as if he hit the sunset in the sky, and then he would go back.

It has never appeared.

So the Sixth Master, who was awakened in the middle of the night, calmed down and respectfully came to the old man to listen to the teachings.

Therefore, the inn has this morning.

Take stock of your business and then close the door.

Xiao Liuzi didn't know the reason, but only knew the old man's order, saying that the desert would not be peaceful for a long time, and there would be almost no danger of being left on the street.

It's better to go back.

Xiao Liuzi asked where to go?

The old man said that the farther the better.

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