"I don't know how to lift!" the man said angrily as he looked at the woman's back as she left.

"I don't know how to lift!" suddenly sounded the same sentence in the darkness, and even the tone and the man were withdrawn, as if it were a man's echo.

It would never be an echo, for the man's voice was not loud enough to provoke an echo in this empty mountain, and since it was not an echo, the answer was obvious.

"Who?" the man's face instantly darkened, and there was a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

A thin man came out from behind the big tree, it was Dao Wuji, Dao Wuji's face was a little haggard, and the doubts in his heart were tormenting him all the time, not to mention the days of running, such days were really sad.

"How is that possible!" The man was obviously shocked, and almost called out on the spot, but fortunately, he was also a person who had seen the world, so he didn't call out, and after the shock, the man smiled and said, "I knew you wouldn't die so easily." ”

"Aren't you a little disappointed?" Dao Wuji's voice was cold, like a cold wind in winter, cold to the heart.

The man laughed dryly, pretending to be relaxed, and said with a smile: "How can you be disappointed, if you are really dead, where will I go to ask you for work?"

Dao Wujian said coldly: "You can't find me, you can ask the court for wages, can't you?"

"Did you hear it all?" said the man, in a deep voice.

"I heard it, and not a word fell. Dao Wujian didn't lie, and there was no need to lie, after a while, Dao Wujian said again: "Under the tunnel of the Tongfu Inn in Taiyuan, Shanxi, you are the murderer of the shopkeeper?"

"It's really Xiong. The man is Xiong Xiaoxiao, who is known as "the world's first skillful hand".

"Good, good. Dao Wujian said.

Sometimes "good" doesn't mean really good, and very good doesn't mean really good, but it's very bad, it's just terrible, and that's what Dao Wuji means now.

Xiong Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly and said slowly: "You hate me for not lying to you?"

Anyone who is deceived will not be happy, if they are deceived by a friend, they are afraid that they will be even more unhappy, and Dao Wujian and Xiong Xiaoxiao are just friends, although friends meet, but Dao Wujian is really not happy.

Without waiting for Dao Wujian to speak, Xiong Xiaoxiao continued: "Have you thought about it? We are our own masters, our positions are different, I used the head of the fake Tianlong Master to warn you, don't meddle in things, it was not you who we had to deal with at that time, but unfortunately you didn't listen." ”

"Later, you and Le Haojie were inseparable, but I hid here to help you do things, Le Haojie is the master of heaven killing, he asked Cui Yuer to urge me several times, let me take action against you, have I ever dealt with you?

Xiong Xiaoxiao said justifiably, as if she had been greatly wronged, her expression was excited, and she said: "You have to understand one thing, your friend is not my friend, and your master is not my master, if you are really dead, where will I be sorry for you if I take refuge in the court?"

Dao Wujian was stunned, after listening to so much, instead of being sorry for himself, the other party was sorry for him, Dao Wujian didn't speak, and he had nothing to say.

"Why don't you speak?" Xiong Xiaoxiao had a kind of unforgiving posture.

Half an hour later!

Dao Wujian opened his mouth and said, "I'm wondering if you're a woman after all, otherwise why is your mouth so powerful?"

Xiong Xiaoxiao smiled, sighed, and said, "You should have come out a long time ago." ”

Dao Wujian was stunned again, he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, he didn't speak, he knew that Xiong Xiaoxiao would give him an answer, Xiong Xiaoxiao said again: "Yu'er likes you, you should see her, after the first battle in the desert, Yu'er felt guilty and became a monk." ”

"But she still has hair?" said Dao Wuji.

Xiong Xiaoxiao said angrily: "Haven't you heard of cultivating with hair?"

Dao Wujian had nothing to say, so he had to choose to be silent, Cui Yu'er's appearance came to mind, it was a lively and lovely girl, but such a girl was a monk, his heart had a faint tingling feeling, as if he was stabbed in the heart by an embroidery needle, and finally, all his thoughts turned into a long sigh.

"If it's too peaceful today. Xiong Xiaoxiao came out without a head.

"Yes!" Dao Wuji's heart was as heavy as if a boulder had been pressed on it, and his heart couldn't help sinking.

"So, stop it, don't think I don't know what you're going to do, with your ability, you can't go anywhere in the world, why bother to send you to death. Xiong Xiaoxiao said.

"Have you ever heard that the eldest husband does something and doesn't do anything?" said Dao Wujian in a deep voice.

Xiong Xiaoxiao stared at Dao Wujian and said seriously: "You will die, you will definitely die." ”

Dao Wujian nodded thoughtfully and said, "Something?"

This sentence was inexplicable, but Xiong Xiaoxiao understood it.

Xiong Xiaoxiao took out the jade pendant that Dao Wujian gave herself from her arms, took out a drawing, handed it over together, and said: "The entrance is at our feet, with your cleverness, it is not difficult to find out, I am leaving, you can do it yourself." ”

Dao Wujian took the jade pendant and the drawings, and said narrowly: "You don't want to be paid?"

"If you don't want to be sorry for me, send the money to my house in Taiyuan. Xiong Xiaoxiao said without looking back, he really left, and he walked very chic.

Dao Wujian stayed in the mountains for two days before leaving, and when he left, he had a smile on his face, the kind of smile that knew him.

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Suncheonfu!

After Shuntianfu became the capital division, the city defense was at least twice as strong as before, after all, it was at the feet of the Son of Heaven, if something went wrong, once the Son of Heaven was angry, he would have to move his head, so no one dared to be careless.

On this day, a middle-aged man in a thin black robe, with a bearded face, a few pockmarks on his face, and a knife on his back, although he could not see the blade, but those who knew the goods would find that this knife was absolutely extraordinary, otherwise he would not have used expensive green shark skin as a scabbard, let alone decorated with rare pure black opal.

The middle-aged man is none other than the knife after the disguise.

At this time, Dao Wujian had calmly passed through the city gate and entered the Shuntian Mansion.

The city is full of people, traffic, and the cries of selling come and go, so it's not lively.

The people on the street seem to be extremely energetic, whether they are men, women, young or old, they are all full of energy, and they all exude a pride in their bones, as if it is an amazing thing to live in the capital.