"You are the person I hate the most," Monk Hua felt the murderous aura behind him. He did not want to see this person in his dreams.

"I have never liked others," this is loneliness, loneliness said.

"Do you always like to stand behind others?" Hua Monk asked.

"Because I don't want to see your old face," Lonely's voice was very cold, as cold as the wind in the cold winter, which instantly made people's hearts freeze to the extreme.

"You are really not a lovable person," said Monk Hua. He stopped turning his hands and covered the black rosary beads in his hands.

"This person is my favorite today," Li Qing said with a smile. Li Qing already knew from the crow's eyes that there was another person outside the window.

There is only one person who can stand behind Monk Hua without letting himself be discovered. This person must be lonely. When he is quiet, even the birds returning home cannot see him.

Only Li Qing likes this person now. When he appears, the world will be peaceful. In his world, there are only two kinds of people. In the lonely world, there are only living people and dead people.

The world of the dead is always peaceful and quiet. No living person is willing to argue with the dead unless he is a living dead.

"You definitely don't like me," Lonely looked at Monk Hua's neck. He looked very carefully. He must be looking for a place where his sword could easily penetrate.

"You should take a bath first," Lonely sighed again. Lonely's sword did not make a move, he fell under the window, and he stood behind Monk Hua.

"Should I take a bath?" Monk Hua was very surprised. Monk Hua didn't understand. The crow continued to stare at her, but she just didn't understand.

At this time, loneliness would make Monk Hua take a bath? Does he like to kill people after taking a bath? Crow thought, he must not take a bath now.

"Hey! He must dislike your neck," Li Qing knew Lonely's personality. When this person kills someone, his pale face will become even paler.

Li Qing didn't want to see the two faces behind him. Of these two faces, one must be sweating and the other white.

"My neck?" Monk Hua asked, but he did not dare to move. He was afraid that the moment he turned around, the sword would pierce his Adam's apple. The speed of this sword made him afraid to try it.

At this moment, he knew that Loneliness was standing behind him, and Loneliness's sword would come to his neck at any time.

But he wanted to know why Lonely asked him to take a bath? Could it be that while taking a bath, his neck could become very hard so that Lonely's sword could not cut off his head?

It's a pity that when he heard Lonely's words, it didn't go as he wished. Lonely's words were like actually cutting off the head of a chicken.

"Wash your neck clean, cut off your head and hang it up to look good," Lonely said.

Monk Hua was not a monk. He thought of the moment when the pig was killed. The pig would be tied with four legs and lie in a large wooden basin, and scalding hot water would be poured over its body.

Then a sharp knife is used to cut off the pig's big head. The big head will be hung high, with the pig's eyes closed and its mouth grinning.

Monk Hua felt like he was in a steam bath, with sweat dripping from his neck. He wanted to pick up the fan on the ground, he also wanted the people behind him to get out of the way, and he wanted to get the wind outside the window.

Monk Hua felt that his head was hanging high. He just didn't talk. He wanted to shut his mouth now. He didn't want to hear anyone speak.

There are men everywhere who don't know how to be charming. When Monk Hua heard Li Qing's words, his words were always incomprehensible.

"We should start a game now," said Li Qing, standing in front of the crow.

"A game? What game?" Crow asked. Crow felt that men at night are very humorous, and men at this time like to talk.

"Now you stand in front of me, and I stand in front of the flower monk. We are now a bunch of candied haws," Li Qing said.

"Candied haws on the street?" Crow's face began to change. She knew that candied haws and candied haws were all strung together.

Crow is a woman who grew up as a child. She has eaten candied haws from a street vendor.

The four people now are like a bunch of candied haws, except that the bamboo stick in the middle is missing. The lonely sword is slender, and his sword can be used as a bamboo stick.

"Now I want to try, who is at the front of the candied haws on a stick?" Li Qing said, with a smile on his face when he spoke, but he did not look back.

"I, I don't want to be a candied haws," Crow's body was trembling, and she felt her legs starting to get weak. She knew that she must be the first candied fruit on the bamboo stick.

She looked at the door. The door to the room was not open. She must regret now why she had to close the door? She turned her face sideways and looked at Monk Hua.

"It seems she doesn't want to be a candied haws on the street," said Lonely, who stood at the end.

"To be honest, I don't want to be this sugar-coated haws of apple," Li Qing said leisurely.

Li Qing saw that Crow's tears were already streaming down her face. Was she regretting it? Crow began to cry, "Oh my God, I really have no choice. It's all Monk Hua's fault."

Li Qing said softly: "But Monk Hua trusts you very much. You are the female head here. It was you who helped him contact Liu Dazi."

"Bah, damn Liu Mazi, it won't make people feel at ease even if he dies," the crow suddenly stopped crying and said viciously.

She picked up the handkerchief in her hand and put it on her face. As she wiped her tears, a sinister smile appeared in the corner of her eyes.

At this moment, Li Qing suddenly heard a cry coming from Wanhua Tower. It was a woman's quarrel. It was very loud, and there was the sound of tables and chairs falling.

The three men were all surprised. What happened outside? Now someone is coming to Wanhua Building to cause trouble?

Li Qing frowned involuntarily. He saw Crow opening the handkerchief in his hand.

The handkerchief shook open instantly, and a scent of fragrance hit the three men in front of her. Crow's trembling legs no longer trembled, and her slender legs became very nimble.

The little feet had already been raised, and the figure rushed straight to the door of the room. The moment the door opened, only three men and the crow's words were left in the room. "I am a crow, I am not a stupid magpie."

The flower monk smelled the most fragrant fragrance. His head was not hung up, but now it could only hang on his neck.

Li Qing wanted to stop the crow running out, but when he saw the handkerchief picked up, he could only avoid it, and Li Qing's figure floated straight up.

The moment he floated up, he thought of a person. He knew that Yang Chun was still alive. Would the crow in front of him also use this? Only women know women's weapons.

A woman's handkerchief is also a weapon. This kind of weapon makes even a smart man unable to guard against it. The handkerchief must contain drugs.

Li Qing's figure clung to the roof of the room. There happened to be a wooden beam here. Li Qing didn't want to fall down now. He looked at the Hua Monk who fell on the ground. This was the most unlucky Hua Monk.

The lonely figure had disappeared, and the window was open. Li Qing saw that the night was already very dark. It was just the right time for this lonely figure to leave, and it was also the right time for him to come.

Li Qing saw a head peeking out of the door. It was also a big bald head. This big bald head was not a flower monk. Mengdie's figure slipped in quietly.

Mengdie saw Monk Hua lying on the ground. She covered her mouth in surprise, came to Monk Hua, and muttered: "Damn bald head."

Li Qing heard the first words Mengdie slipped in, and he held his mouth tightly. Did Mengdie forget that he was also a bald man?

This is a crow training a pig. They are not the same species, they are just the same color. But today the crow flew away.

Li Qing secretly thought, this is a group of strange women, this crow that flew away is a ghost? Mengdie should have come to the Wandie Valley, she is very familiar with Xiaodie.

But they are all in the Wanhua Building controlled by the flying crow. What is their relationship? Now Mengdie has come to this room.

How could she sneak here? Li Qing wanted to know. He saw the bald Mengdie come to the window, stretched out her bald head and looked outside, with her little hands on her head.

"Did the brat escape?" This was Mengdie's second sentence.

Li Qing was a little strange. How did she know that she was back in Wanhua Building? Did she not leave the escort agency at all? She had been peeking in the backyard of the escort agency?

"You can't even give it to a girl, she's just a big fool," this was Mengdie's third sentence. She closed the window with her hands and came to Monk Hua's side.

Raising her little foot, she kicked Monk Hua and shook her bald head. Monk Hua, who fell to the ground, showed no reaction.

Mengdie looked around, hummed in her mouth, and immediately left the room quickly. When she left, she gently closed the door of the room.

Waiting for everything to become quiet again, Li Qing fell from the roof. He put his hand next to Hua Monk's nose and tried it. He felt a hint of heat.

Now the flower monk is not dead. What the crow spilled was just the poison, and Li Qing's figure floated out of the room.

Seeing Li Qing again, he appeared in the backyard of the escort agency. Li Qing's figure fell on the orange tree in the backyard. He looked at the room quietly and listened to every move in the room.

Everything was quiet. There was no oil lamp lit in the room. Li Qing lowered his body and was about to enter the room. Li Qing opened the door and walked into the room.

There is no drunk Xiaodie on the bed. Xiaodie has left. She does not seem to be drunk. Is she pretending to be drunk? Li Qing feels that everything this night is a mystery?

The moonlight was still very bright, and only his figure was moving in the room. Li Qing came to the dressing table. There were many iron boxes on the table.

Li Qing smelled a faint smell of rouge, which was a woman's makeup. The boxes were placed neatly. Li Qing turned around and came to the door and closed it gently.

He came to the window of the room. Under the moonlight, Li Qing saw silver powder sprinkled on the window sill. Li Qing smiled. The people in this room were indeed very cautious.

This room should not belong to Xiaodie alone. There must be another person living here. Who could this person be?

Li Qing was very glad that he pushed the door open. If he entered through this window, he would definitely leave his mark. These silver powders would definitely be carried away by his figure.

Li Qing heard footsteps in the moonlight. The footsteps were very thin and light. They were the footsteps of a woman. The footsteps came to the door.
Chapter completed!