Dongfang Wenxin heard a lot of Chu Qihun along the way. It is said that Chu Qihun has become famous for more than a hundred years, and he is the only top killer who can compare with the Dongfang Family, a killer family with one person. It can be said that it was originally
It is famous and is even more amazing now. I haven't heard it yet. What is the ridiculous thing about these people saying? How can such passionate deeds be heard as a joke? But as soon as my son and daughter-in-law hear it,
It's just so happy...it's too weird.
Since entering a popular place, Dongfang Wenxin no longer called Jun Moye's name, but called his nickname "Saner". First, he would not reveal his identity, and secondly, he also felt that this name was more intimate...
"Mom, now there are so many people here, it is not convenient to explain to you. When you arrive on the road another day, I will explain it to you in detail. When you understand the causes and consequences, you will be happy!" Jun Moye laughed.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the cotton curtain blocking the door of the tavern flew up suddenly, and countless snowflakes roared in with the strong wind; some irritable guests immediately wanted to curse, but
Then he sat down with fear on his face.
In the snow, the purple light chants moved, and three purple robe men entered the tavern like ghosts; it was snowing heavily outside; but when these three people walked in, they were clean, and there was not even a trace of snowflakes or mud on their shoes.
It was so clean that it was like I had just finished taking a bathhouse, and I was full of refreshment.
Wearing an iconic purple robe, the person who comes is the one who belongs to the Dreamy Blood Sea!
After the three of them came in, they looked around and looked at each other's face. Wherever their eyes saw, the person in that direction felt as if they were stripped of their clothes in the snow.
The coldness!
After observing for a while, Rushi walked a few steps in and stood next to the big brazier. Then he noticed that there was no empty table. One of them frowned and was closest to the nearest table beside him.
He patted the table, stretched out a finger, and pointed out the door!
The meaning is very obvious: Get out!
There were five people in this table, and they were the five burly men sent away by Jun Moye. I didn't expect to move here and be driven away again, which was a bad year. However, the five people were also straightforward and acted more neatly, and the wind blew the clouds.
She packed up the table, then bowed, walked out in shame, and disappeared into the wind and snow all over the sky...
Look at the faces of the three human kings in the dreamy sea of blood, but the faces are quite bad. Who dares to touch their bad heads at this time? Isn’t that asking for death?
Looking around the world, there are a few more Chu Qihun. No matter how many people there are, my brothers are definitely not! It is certain to be embarrassed, but it is definitely better than losing one's life!
The people in the tavern who were talking about the three holy places and Chu Qihun were now even more pleased with their eyebrows and lying on the table to eat and drink, but they didn't even dare to make a sound of chewing. Honestly
It's like meeting the third grader of elementary school students with the head teacher...
"Wine! Food! Pick it up, hurry up!" A man in purple robe sat down with a calm face, and at the counter, two old men raised their heads, looked at them, and then fell down at the same time.
Going down, it seemed like a sigh.
The waiter quickly served the food and the three men in purple robe began to eat and drink, dull and no one spoke. He looked so arrogant, but he felt as if no one was around.
The bustling hotel just now became silent in an instant. Everyone was silent. Chu Qihun slapped the face of the three holy places like this. These people were obviously full of anger. Whoever meets them will be unlucky. Everyone
They don't want to be that unlucky person.
We people do not have the strength of Chu Qihun, nor do we have the courage of Chu Qihun!
"Dream Blood Sea... It's really amazing." Jun Moye smiled. Mei Xueyan glanced at him warningly and signaled him not to cause trouble. Now is not a good time to cause trouble.
"It seems that Chu Qihun must be nearby!" Jun Moye sent a quiet voice.
Mei Xueyan calmly said, "If we meet...will we help? After all, it is us..."
Jun Moye smiled without comment and said nothing.
It was very quiet, so quiet that you could hear the sound of heavy snow falling in the vast earth outside the door, and the sound of the north wind whistled, and then moved away in an instant. This tavern filled with people
, it was as quiet as a ghost.
"Ba, bha, bha..." Outside, there were a few loud and crisp sounds, as if a thin bamboo pole was hitting the hard ice surface, getting closer and closer, with extra heavy steps and quite rapid
The sound of breathing is clearly heard.
The sound gradually approached and finally arrived at the door.
As soon as the door curtain was lifted, a crutch came in first, and pointed it hard. With a cough, a man moved in with difficulty with snowflakes on his body. Until he came in, everyone discovered that this man was a wooden stick.
He was pressed into his armpits and dragged one of his legs softly, and the person who came was a cripple.
The face was covered with wrinkles, and a thick white cloth was wrapped around his head, and there seemed to be a little blood. The thick white cloth even covered one of his eyes, as if he was blinded. The one exposed outside was
His eyes were full of pain, but he was carrying a narrow package on his back.
Is this person who looks so miserable, still a mysterious person? Otherwise, how could he rush in such a bad weather?
The man moved in with difficulty, and everyone stared at him. He coughed violently for a few times, his body shook, and the snowflakes fell all over the ground, and some ice pieces stuck to him, and the hat on his head was covered with
The few strands of hair exposed in the gap were frozen into ice strips.
"Give me a pot of soju... ten steamed buns; a plate of beef." The man was trembling with cold, even his teeth were fighting, and he took out a few pieces of silver from his arms.
When everyone opened their mouths, they frowned. The sound was as unpleasant as a duck who had not drunk water for seven or eight days and had been stuck in his neck again.
Then he looked around and saw that there was no empty seat to find. He seemed to have no Master Jun. The means of the people in the sea of blood could make other guests give way to him. However, he had other problems and just sat there.
In front of the brazier, he sucked his breath, rubbed his hands hard, and greeted everyone with a little embarrassed look, saying, "Hey... the weather is so cold..."
When he came in, the three people from the sea of dreamy blood looked at him. After looking at him for a long time, one of the people with square faces and big ears suddenly smiled, and said arrogantly and gently: "Friend, where did you come from? Why did it happen?
Is it so embarrassed?"
"Ah, this old man, thanks for his inquiry, the young man...ah, the young man thinks it's not good for the passing years. In this snowy weather, he actually met a robber..."
The cripple man said in tears: "I have been working hard for a whole year and finally saved hundreds of taels of silver. I wanted to go home for a good New Year... I didn't expect that I would be beaten to the Jishan Mountain.
The robbery... the soft and soft body was robbed, and even the fur coats bought for the wife and children were robbed... the hundreds of taels of silver... were left with only the outer clothes.
The less than three taels of scattered silver in my pocket... The most overwhelming thing is that the little one said a few words to beg for mercy, and the thief... the thief actually broke one leg of the villain, and he wasted one foot, and finally knew the way of the world.
It's hard to do it, and I don't know if I can return home if I can't help this life..."
"It's really too much..." The man in purple robe sighed and said sympathetically: "In recent years, the desperate people are becoming more and more rampant, and they all want to have a good New Year... However, those who were robbed by him
Don’t you want to have a good New Year? Who doesn’t want to be reunited with your wife and children?”
"That's it." The lame man slapped hissing in pain and squeezed his one-eyed eyes, "Those people are really careless!"
"Well, what does the person who robs you look like?" said the man in purple. "Tell me, let's be prepared."
"I didn't see clearly what that man looked like... I was covered in white, like a snowman suddenly lived; I became like this after a few bangs... I tried my best to spare me, and then I was beaten by that man
I broke my legs until I woke up, but I didn't see clearly what the thief looked like. Even if I had the will to report to the official, it would be difficult to tell the difference..." As he said that, he even shed tears.
The man in purple robe said kindly: "But it is always good to be able to save a life. It is better than being robbed of money and killed by death... It is also a great blessing in disgrace. My friend, do you think so?"
The lame man looked stunned and sighed for a long time. At this time, the wine and steamed buns and beef he wanted also came. He took a sip of warm soju, and suddenly lowered his head sadly, his shoulders shaking, and his vest.
The robe can also be seen twitching, as if crying...
Dongfang Wenxin sighed and whispered: "If you lose your foot, you will know that the world is hard to go. It's really pitiful... San'er, if you can help such a poor person, just help me. You are quite well-off, and you have it.
How little money can you help others when buying tables?”
Jun Moye kept looking at the cripple man quietly, laughed at him, lowered his voice and said, "Mom, you are wrong, don't worry, this cripple man is not pitiful at all. This world is more pitiful than him.
There are so many people going."
As he said that, he smiled meaningfully and said, "Mom, keep watching; there may be many people here that deserve pity, but they are definitely not a cripple. If you lose your feet, you will know that the world will be difficult to move forward?
I don’t know who will not be able to travel the world again tomorrow morning!”
Mei Xueyan chuckled softly and said, "Mom, what Mo Ye said this time is right. You haven't seen the three supreme masters above the Dream Blood Sea since entering the shop, and at most people in the shop are
Just take a look? Why did they question this cripple so kindly? What do they care about such a cripple? What do they care about such a cripple doing?"
Dongfang Wenxin was stunned and said in surprise: "Is that cripple actually weird?"
Jun Moye and Mei Xueyan laughed at the same time: "The strange thing is so big..."
Mei Xueyan and Jun Moye both had super strong spiritual senses, and had already realized something was wrong with the lame man. Since he came in, the two of them had noticed keenly. Jun Moye's mouth even curled up with a bit of a sinister smile.
Have tea there.
Although they were not sure, both of them guessed: This cripple is probably the killer supreme Chu Qihun!
A generation of killer supreme, an immortal legend that is now being circulated to the highest point...