The show was about to begin. Everyone exchanged glances with each other, unable to stop being excited and gloating. They even hoped that Mr. Lou would be defeated and it would be best to be killed so as not to bring trouble to the crowd.
Murong Qiufeng still drank the Mengxiang scented tea obediently last night, so she took it for granted that she had no dreams all night until dawn. As soon as she got up and washed herself, she heard the noise below. She thought it was those people who came.
Can Yang and Qian Baihuan stood in the middle of the stairs holding swords, looking at the people below with their heads held high, with arrogance and disdain on their faces.
One person was leaning against the railing beside the stairway, looking down sideways, yawning lazily, as if he didn't pay attention to the people below at all, the hair that had been tied up fell down, and was simply tied at the end.
The clothes are tied up, the expression is lazy, and the movements are extremely enchanting, making the face that looks ordinary due to the disguise come alive.
"Give them all to me. I'll kill those two boys with a thousand cuts." Mr. Lou stood at the gate, looking at the two people at the stairs who were provoking him. He didn't need to ask the people next to him.
Knowing that it must be the group of people who hurt others yesterday, they were immediately furious.
Thinking that Lou Guang has been in Black Wind City for more than 20 years, this is the first time he has suffered such a loss. If he doesn't get back tenfold, it will really be difficult for him to let go of the hatred in his heart.
"Yes." The people around him rushed up to the stairs with a roar. The shopkeeper quickly stepped forward to greet Mr. Lou, but before he could speak, someone spoke first.
"With so many people serving you, the eldest son is really not picky about food. But I don't know if the eldest son has this ability. Maybe it would be more appropriate to turn it upside down, let alone the silver wax gun head." Qian Baihuan looked at it with a half-smile but not a smile.
At first glance, the man in colorful clothes at the door really looks like a ball.
It's not that he is too fat, he is similar. Looking at the protruding face, you can tell that he must have a skinny body. You don't have to guess that this must be caused by excessive sexual indulgence. It seems that he has not been alive for many years, and his body is covered with layers of fat.
The fur and snow fur of the man forced his bamboo pole-like figure into a circle, showing how many of them he had. If it weren't for the support of two handsome young men beside him, he would probably not be able to stand still even without walking.
As soon as he said this, many people lowered their heads to suppress laughter, and some even took a sip of wine.
Lou Guang's face turned red instantly, and then quickly turned black and purple, and the thugs all had pale faces. They couldn't hold it back without giving orders. Anyway, there were so many of them, and there were only two of them.
The setting sun curled up the corners of his mouth and couldn't help but lick Tian's dry lips. Looking at these ferocious people was like looking at a meal of food. His eyes were full of excitement. Such an expression made people unable to help but look at it.
A chill ran down my spine, and the sword I originally held in my hand moved sideways.
Qian Baihuan smiled and held the scabbard tacitly.
There was a faint sound, cold light came out, and a cold light shone out. The long sword came out of the scabbard and was swung down at will. The air seemed to be cut open. The silver sword made people feel an inexplicable biting evil aura.
No matter how ordinary a sword is, it will become a magic weapon after being polished with blood and thousands of years of experience. "Old man, it's your turn to have a feast today."
After saying that, the figure flashed, the clothes were flying, the sword light kept flashing, and it was almost invisible. Only some afterimages and the inexplicable falling people falling and screaming were seen. The screams made people feel a little bit sad.
I shudder, some of them are already secretly trying to escape, for fear of being affected. It is better not to watch life-threatening excitement.
Lou Guang's eyes widened, and he subconsciously stepped back. His feet were a little weak. For the first time in his life, he felt scared. Looking at the blood splattering, many people died in his hands, but that was all based on his
On the basis of gaining the upper hand.
But before he could think about it, the tip of the sword with an icy air was already in front of him. The sword was still silvery white and not stained with blood. He knew it was a sword at a glance.
Behind him, many people had fallen to the ground, holding one hand and screaming and struggling. Those who were not injured stood dumbly, not daring to move.
His cheeks were sore from the sword energy, and the young men on both sides were frightened and took a few steps back. Lou Guang, who lost his support, his legs softened and he rushed forward towards the sword tip.
The pupils shrank suddenly, a fear of death spread in the heart, and the heartbeat almost stopped. Everyone's eyes widened, and they gasped, unable to breathe. All the movements seemed to be in slow motion.
The shopkeeper subconsciously tried to pull him, but because his hands and feet were stiff, not only could he not be able to pull him, but he was also carried forward by him and fell forward.
"What are you making all the noise about so early in the morning?" The gentle voice sounded with a hint of impatience and laziness, but it made everyone feel like they were waking up from a dream.
But the swords of the two people who were about to fall over were suddenly put away. The person holding the sword also stood sideways, and the two people who fell fell straight to the ground. The shopkeeper was okay, he just felt
It's like falling on a ball of cotton.
As for Lou Guang, although the fall was not heavy, and the clothes on his body were thick, there was no pain. However, he was thin and frightened. With such a fall and pressure, he suddenly felt dizzy and almost couldn't get up.
Two more people appeared at the top of the stairs. One was the woman in white who was speaking. She had a white veil on her face and a lazy look. She seemed to have just gotten up. Her voice didn't sound like she was a girl, but just by looking at her appearance, one couldn't tell how young she was.
age.
Next to her is the young man in white, who is not wearing a large hooded cloak at the moment. He is wearing a snow-white silver-patterned brocade robe, with a circle of snow-white ferret velvet at the cuffs, collar, and hem. Inside is a white brocade robe that is tied around the waist and close to the body.
It also has a silver pattern, which looks elegant and noble. The white fur boots and thick fur collar look like a whole snow fox.
He held a very cute little white wolf cub in his arms. Snow wolves, snow foxes and other things are not difficult to see in the snowy areas, so everyone did not investigate and doubt it more, just thinking it was this young master's little pet.
The black hair is simply tied up with two strands and braided at the back and fixed with silver tassels. The silver willow tree looks very dazzling on the black hair underneath.
Her skin is like gelatin, her brows are like willows, her eyes are starry, as bright as the scorching sun, and her long and narrow eyes seem to be filled with a clear spring. The sparkling light is calm and peaceful, not enchanting, but it makes people endlessly fascinated by it.
It's a pity that the face is also covered by a white veil, so it can't be seen clearly, but it also makes people more fanciful and itchy, wanting to see how amazing the appearance under the veil is.
Yesterday, I only saw his back and outline, and I already felt that this person was extraordinary. Today, I felt that he was elegant and elegant.
Even Lou Guang, who had raised his head to curse angrily, stayed there for a while, maintaining his prone posture, staring blankly, with a slight obsession in his eyes, but there was still something vaguely crystal clear in his mouth.