Cheng Jingdong sat in front of the bronze mirror, silent. The man's pale lips could be vaguely seen in the candlelight, and he was pursed as tight as a thread.

As soon as the wooden door opened, Yan Si closed the door tightly, and carefully locked the copper lock. He walked closer to Cheng Jingdong in two steps.

"Master, the time has come. I have found out that the two men who claim to be merchants have arrived at the cage forest and set up a bonfire to rest. It seems that Wu Dian is vigilant tonight. After drinking, he naps by the fire. It seems that there is no possibility of hindrance."

"That's good. It's better not to let irrelevant people know about their own family affairs, so as not to cause trouble if they spread out." As he spoke, Cheng Jingdong applied water powder on his face, and his face turned pale again, and then smiled, "Wu Dian Zhong Ren, obviously a pseudonym for traveling around the world. Then Wu Dian must be a veteran who has been in the world for many years. Otherwise, with an ordinary businessman with inexperienced, how could I see my intention to fill the tea? I don't practice martial arts, but from you, the young man's swordsmanship is superb, and I think his skills will not be bad."

"When it comes to Siguan, with your skills, you really have to live in Qinghe Garden for a lifetime? Even if you join the army, you will definitely be able to produce a general and a captain from the operation for several years. Why not be limited to this muddy pond and be filthy? "The headmaster smiled, and the words were very relaxed.

"The life of the temple gate was saved by the headmaster. How can we abandon the headmaster in such a situation? If this is the case, it will be different from animals." It seemed a little angry, and the man said in a muffled voice, unmoved at all.

Cheng Jingdong turned his head and said in a deep voice: "Shiguan, you have paid off my life to save you. Six years ago, it was easy to say, but since that incident, except for the few rewards I earned from performing on stage and performing, the remaining huge deficit is not the time when you sold coolies, fishing, woodcutters and hunting animals in Yansiguan? And to cover up, I have to be scolded and sarcastic for me. My body is weak all year round, and everyone in the opera troupe has to entrust you to handle it. You might as well ask yourself, is it worth it?"

"Worth." The man was like an iron mountain under the moonlight, and he remained motionless.

Two years ago, Cheng Jingdong advised him several times and tried his best to talk, but Yansiguan was unmoved and insisted on staying in Qinghe Garden to assist Cheng Jingdong. The man himself was a bit stronger than today, but year after year, even though Yansiguan had a very solid foundation in martial arts practice, he could not help but lose weight. He could not fill his stomach all day long, just like fasting, and the gods could not resist it. But from the beginning to the end, the man only said that he wanted to stay, and his dark face never showed any sign of shaking.

"Forget it, let's do the important business first." In helplessness, Cheng Jingdong stood up, but his figure swayed. He was hurriedly supported by Yan Siguan and headed out of the door.

As the bonfire was about to be extinguished, Wu Shuang opened her eyes and looked towards Qinghe Garden, her eyes flickering.

Qinghe Garden is already located next to the side. In the houses scattered around Caixiantan, it seems lonely and even the waiter who is fighting for the Guards is unwilling to go too much. He beat the Gonggong several times in a few hundred feet, and it is a story. The two people in Qinghe Garden left the inner room gate and divided into two groups. Yansi Pass went straight to the southwest, while Cheng Jingdong walked into the backyard in the dark and soon disappeared.

On both sides of the long street, most people are sleeping peacefully. The cool breeze at summer night is a good time. The shop on the street closed the door of the shop a day or two before, guarding the windows near the street to sleep. If there is a stolen wind and grass, it is stolen. After waking up, it can also scare the thief to run away. The cool breeze floats by the window. This place is the coolest. When you fall asleep, the breeze blows on your face and makes your whole body feel much more comfortable. No one saw it. A very strong figure was galloping south on the street. Although it was stout, the place was silent, like a vicious tiger when you were rushing to a sheep. Its footsteps were light, and it fell down in one step, as if an arrow was leaving the string.

Soon, the figure came to an abandoned courtyard not far from Qinghe Park in the southwest. He took off the copper lock of the courtyard door and flashed into the hospital. The yard was not lit, and the puzzled thing was that although this courtyard was dilapidated, it was particularly similar to Qinghe Park, except that there was no screen, which was almost the same. The man gently pushed open the wooden door of the inner room, and the inside of the door was also dim.

"Madam, the headmaster is welcome." The figure lowered his voice and wiped off the oil paint on his face. It was Yan Siguan.

But where is the wife here?

There was only one woman with black hair and fierce eyes, her eyes were red and full of tyrannical expressions.

"Master, I really have a show today? The stage was empty all night long, so no one was willing to go out to perform." The boy rubbed his sleepy eyes, feeling sleepy, so he was so sleepy that he was sitting more than fifty feet above the ground, not even noticed it.

"When did Master lie?" Wu Shuang activated the flying sword, and there was a faint sound of breaking through the air at the tip of the sword, and the two of them sat quite stably.

The ten miles of journey arrives in a flash.

In the abandoned courtyard, Yan Siguan was stalked by the strange woman's legs and was repelled into the courtyard by huge force. His arms trembled and the wooden door was broken. Fortunately, he was located in a remote place, and no one could hear the sound of fighting in the courtyard. Yan Siguan took a deep breath, lowered his body, and his bones were ringing constantly, his muscles poured over and mixed like flowing water. He looked up and stared at the woman opposite who was no longer human-shaped. The woman disheveled her hair, revealing an eye from her black hair, as if she wanted to choose someone to eat.

Yan Siguan's feet suddenly moved their strength. With a kick, they forced themselves to cross nearly ten steps. In an instant, they rushed to the strange woman, fists straight to both sides of the other person's head, and the fist wind blew, with great momentum. The woman sank her whole body down. When the empty door of Yan Siguan opened, she stretched out her hands very quickly, leaving several deep wounds on the man's chest, and retreated with one blow, making her more flexible than the spiritual ape in the deep mountains.

Yan Siguan took a step back and did not dare to be negligent at all. Suddenly his eyes opened slightly, but the strange woman stretched out her hands, and at the ends of her ten fingers, there were sharp nails about an inch long. Blood from Yan Siguan's chest flowed down from the woman's palm, and the woman stretched out her tongue to lick it all over, and then she let out a tragic smile, which was not like a human voice.

Yansi Pass rushed out of the gate and ran towards Qingheyuan by taking the unmanned path. The woman was on the ground with her limbs, chasing her closely behind like a beast.

"Master, look at what's on the street?" On the flying sword, Yun Zhong's eyes were sharp, staring at the two black shadows, one in front and one behind, and it seemed like a woman behind her, but her feet were extremely terrifying, so he hurriedly asked Wu Shuang.

"Eighty times he is a poor person." Wu Shuang was in front of him, and he could not see his face.

But the boy felt that the flying sword under his feet suddenly had a murderous intent at this moment, and the clouds were shaking.

ps.All kinds of ghosts and monsters are at the root of the problem, and people's hearts are at the forefront.

This is how this volume is. I have seen many things and many people, and then I have reached out to help.

This is called youth.
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