The two sides drew their swords and confronted each other, and the Lin Pavilion Master sneered: "You see if I dare." ”

Then he waved his hand: "Up!"

Then, a crowd of people poured up from all directions.

The proprietress flashed in her eyes, looking at the crowd rushing up, and was about to make a move.

Suddenly, the two Lotus Gang disciples who wanted to go upstairs had blood flowers blooming on their foreheads, and suddenly there was an extra hole, and then they fell from mid-air and smashed onto the table.

Before the two sides could react, a Lotus Gang disciple at the window suddenly fell to the ground, and the long sword came out of his hand.

Immediately afterwards, a disciple of the Lotus Gang who stepped on the floor and came straight to the rain suddenly hit an invisible wall, tilted his head, climbed over the railing without saying a word, and fell from the upper floor.

The maid beside Yu had wide eyes and looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

I saw that this young man who called himself Yu put his finger into the wine glass, dipped a drop of wine, and then flicked his fingers and flicked this drop of wine out. Immediately after, a person with blood blooming on his forehead turned out of the window. After a few bullets, several more people fell to the ground.

The maid is also a person who has seen the world, and in such a strange situation, she has only seen it for the first time, and she has heard of it from Mr. Say. But what people exaggerate is to kill people with peanuts, and this one is killing people with wine.

The rain lazily swayed the drops of wine, every drop of wine, killing a person, no example.

Bang!

Another man fell to the ground and rolled down the stairs. The corpse fell down the stairs, hands outstretched, sword at the side. His eyes were wide open, and a round hole appeared an inch above the center of his eyebrows, slowly oozing blood.

Ten breaths, 20 people.

The smell of blood slowly spread, and everyone couldn't help but tremble.

20 people, 20 good hands who dare to fight and kill, it's gone, only ten breaths.

At this time, everyone reacted.

Everyone knows the roots, and it is natural to know what the other party is capable of. And the only one who doesn't know the bottom line is one person left.

His eyes were focused on this young man who called himself Rain.

And at this moment, he stood up, stepped on the floor, took the handrail, and went down the wooden staircase.

Step by step, crunch.

Everyone's eyes moved with him, and they were naturally attracted by him.

These eyes are filled with all kinds of feelings, horror, curiosity, yearning, hatred, and affection.

The proprietress looked at the young man in white, her eyes were almost dripping, her cheeks were flushed, and she was already deeply emotional. She wanted to hug this young man, so that he couldn't get rid of herself from now on. However, his legs could not move.

Not only her, but everybody's legs couldn't move, they couldn't move half a minute.

The Lin Pavilion Master trembled, he wanted to escape, but he couldn't move, he wanted to kill this person desperately, but he couldn't move either. I could only stay where I was, trembling all over, watching the man get closer and closer.

The two were about to stagger by, when suddenly, the young man who called himself Yu stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

All over the body, blood clots.

Cardiac, sudden arrest.

The main face of the Lin Pavilion was bloodless, and he died immediately.

Yu walked out of the door, looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and then, through the flying snowflakes, he looked at the city gate.

The reason why he came to this Xingxinglou was because an avenue in front of Xingxinglou Street led straight to the city gate.

At the gate of the city, the fairy sword in his body shook like he had met an old friend who had been competing for many years, excited with a faint hostility.

The big mouth wrapped around the hilt of the sword, tightly curled into a ball, and shivered. Ghost Cry raised his hand, lifted the hat above his head, raised his eyelids, and looked ahead.

In front of that tall building, a young man in white was so conspicuous under the heavy snow that people couldn't help but notice him at a glance.

He was dressed in white and won the snow, and the falling snowflakes gently avoided him and fell to the ground.

"Tsk!" the ghost cried and staggered, "It can't be a sword master!"

Yu looked at the city gate, his lips moved slightly: "Welcome home, breeze." ”

Rain, to be precise, is a drizzle, drizzle sword master.

He came to this county town to welcome the breeze of return. As for the killing of adultery and evil, that is a matter of incident.

Seeing the ghost crying as he strode towards this side, Drizzle smiled slightly, turned around and returned to the Star Picking Tower, and then waved his hand: "After cleaning up, you can leave with the corpse." ”

Everyone is light, and they can move.

Looking at the drizzle, his eyes were full of fear.

Especially the disciples of the Lotus Gang, they were busy cleaning up and dragging the corpses away.

Drizzle strotted upstairs, walked to the proprietress in front of her, pinched the proprietress chin, and blew softly in her ear: "I have a guest, I want to entertain him here, and enjoy your dance with him, can you?"

This is not in accordance with the rules, but the proprietress is already crispy at the moment, where can she take care of these: "Naturally." ”

As she spoke, her face turned redder and redder: "Please allow me to change my clothes first." ”

Smelling the aroma on the proprietress's body, Drizzle showed a meaningful smile: "Naturally, you can." ”

Ghost Cry and the group of people dragging the corpse at the door staggered by, walked in with their feet raised, and were blocked.

"Let him in. The drizzle raised his voice slightly.

A few people at the door looked at the proprietress and the proprietress nodded: "Let him in." ”

Devil Cry walked in, walked down the hall, and up the stairs. The proprietress whispered in the drizzle's ear: "I'll go back when I go." ”

"Go ahead. Drizzle gently slapped her buttocks, and the proprietress snorted softly and walked away with her legs between her legs.

Drizzle turned his head to look at Ghost Cry, a gentle smile on his face, "Drizzle." ”

"Ghost cry. ”

The ghost cried and clenched his fists, and Drizzle frowned slightly: "You don't call Qingfeng?"

"I'm not the Qingfeng Sword Master, I'm just sending the sword back to Shushan. ”

"It identifies with you. ”

"But I don't want to. ”

Ghost cry and drizzle smiled at the same time, and the atmosphere froze.

Ghost Cry felt his blood stagnate, and then reversed uncontrollably. Immediately after, the fairy sword breeze shook slightly in his body, and everything returned to normal.

"If there is no breeze, you are dead. ”

"But I still don't want to. ”

Drizzle's beautiful brows furrowed: "Why don't you want to?"

"Unwillingness is unwillingness. ”

"Incomprehensible. He shook his head, because of the drizzle of the fairy sword, he got everything he wanted, so he couldn't understand the behavior of ghost crying.

The two of them sat down, and the maid filled the wine with it.

Devil Cry picked up the wine glass and put it down again: "Are there any peanuts?"

The ghost cried and ate the peanuts one by one, and the drizzle took a small sip of wine.

The proprietress reappeared and changed into a white dress. On stage, the sword danced.

The dance was beautiful, and both of them were involved in it.

After the dance, the ghost cried, "You can take the breeze away." ”

"I can't, you have to go up the mountain yourself and return the breeze. ”

"Good!"

The ghost cried and got up and left, without any regrets. Drizzle sweated slightly on his forehead, and the blood that controlled the ghost cry was not as light as he seemed.

glanced at the proprietress on the stage, then got up on stage with a smile and grabbed the proprietress 's thin waist. He loves the bosses, who dare to love and hate, but he can't resist their beautiful eyes like spring water, and he also likes their free and easy.

Drizzle and the proprietress also left, and the luthier watched silently, put away the piano, and then went downstairs and went out.

It was snowing heavily in the sky, and it was very cold, so he tightened the qin in his arms, only to feel that his heart was even colder.