"Is it her?" Pei Ziyun's body shook, and she had a deep memory of her: "This woman is one of the three leaves and two fruits, how could she fall into the hands of the Holy Prison Gate?"

"This history has completely changed!"

Pei Ziyun returned to the room and sat upright. His muscles twitched for a moment. He sighed slightly. He changed everything and only killed a warrior who sneaked into the world. He didn't want to attract a great enemy for nothing. He killed his father's grudge. Qi Aiguo had resentment towards me. When he grew up, hey.

After thinking about this, Pei Ziyun thought to himself: "The Holy Prison Sect has obtained Qi Ai Fruit. This Taoist is really powerful. I know that I have discovered the mark and deliberately used it to lure the enemy. If the attack fails at this time, it almost directly shows."

"Song Zhi and I have the most direct conflict of interest, and only this person in the outside world can have an impact on doing this."

"Song Zhi, do you dare to collude with the Holy Prison Sect to frame me? Is it because I can't help but succeed?"

"This is really your personality."

Pei Ziyun was stunned for a long time and thought to himself: "However, the three-leaf second fruit that the original owner saw in his previous life said to have great numbers, but the original owner never knew how to have great numbers in his life."

He walked to the window and looked at it, thinking to himself: "This cliché of human beings who are scheming and drinking to test, but now he is still trying to conspire."

"In the original owner's memory, there is no such person. Could it be that it was caused by my killing Zhang Jieyu?"

"How many storms will this be so smart? How many storms will it cause by chance?"

"If you don't say anything else, if this person helps Jibei Hou, or Yingzhou's pattern and history will change." Pei Ziyun was a little silent and suddenly felt regretful. Guo Xiao coveted the heroes of the world and did not speak for a long time.

But I realized again: "No matter what, the most important thing for me now is to obtain the title and obtain the status of a direct disciple of Songyun Sect. I am not a prophet. Even if there are these variables, can't I deal with it?"

After thinking for a long time, when I opened my eyes, I saw the window paper was bright. It turned out that the snow was shining, but it also meant that it was early morning. I got up and pushed open the door. I saw a piece of snow white. The snow had stopped. The ground was very thick, and there was white mist when I breathed.

Pei Ziyun went out and paid the fee. There was no one mile away from the store. He looked over and saw that there were several boats, some carrying cloth and department stores, and then hired porters to transport them to the inland.

"We are all going home to prepare for the New Year. After this trip, there is no one." After asking, someone said that, but it happened that there was a boat at the dock that was attracting guests, and the bow was carrying a lantern!

Pei Ziyun looked carefully and saw that they were all ordinary people. He felt relieved. After asking about the boat, he was even more satisfied. He secretly matched his own route. Moreover, although the boat was not very spacious, it was not small. After asking about the price, he took the boat.

After a while, the snow fell again. Pei Ziyun returned to the cabin, read some books, and then went to bed. There was nothing wrong with the journey. In the blink of an eye, it was seven or eight days. At dusk, the boat stopped at a place. A boatman shouted: "Yuzhou Ping'an Mansion is here. Everyone can get off the boat and rest and have fun. You must come back in the middle of the night, don't miss the time."

Pei Ziyun listened to the sound on the boat and thought to himself that he had been staying on the boat these days and could go down and walk around. He took the sword and wore it beside him and got off the boat with everyone.

The cold wind blew across the corner of my clothes, and I saw a long bluestone road, with countless teahouses, taverns, pawn shops, and workshops lined up. On both sides of the street, shops, restaurants, and hotels, all with red couplets, and the doors were covered with blessings, which were lively and lively. There were many children running around the road.

Pei Ziyun took a casual walk, but before he could see that he had already walked through the third street: "Is it a night market?"

Daxu does not discriminate against businessmen, so every night, these big cities have no wind and rain. Not only do they sell fruits, snacks, eggs and cakes, but they also have calligraphy, paintings, jade, old books, silks, jewelry, real and fake antiques. To be honest, Pei Ziyun rarely has this leisure time, and saw the people in the night market standing side by side, and was full of interest in watching.

Before I knew it, I turned to the northeast corner, with many lanterns hanging. A ox cart came over and arrived at a place, but it was a woman. Pei Ziyun couldn't help but look at it. Although the weather in Xu was relatively open, it was rare for single women to travel at night. After following me, I saw the words "Nanmei Opera" written on it.

In the ticket mouth, the ticket seller poked his head: "Ten coins in the back row, fifty coins in the front row, and two hundred coins in the private room on the second floor, do you want this young master?"

"A ticket for the front row." Pei Ziyun laughed in silence. He actually encountered an ancient theater and bought a photo in it. He saw that the theater was large, with two floors, the first floor lobby, and the second floor private room.

After sitting down, the waiter served a pot of tea and a plate of melon seeds. After a little time, the performance started.

When Pei Ziyun saw the curtain open in front of him, a group of women came out one after another and sang the lyrics in half a circle.

"Fortunately, it's not a female role played by a man." However, when the sing started, Pei Ziyun was stunned. He couldn't understand these lyrics, but it was troublesome to quit, so he smiled and just treated it as a chat.

There was a private room on the second floor, and the lights were dim. A woman was watching the show, but her eyes were empty. After a long time, her eyes fell into the hall, where a boy sat.

"It looks very handsome. Which young man is going on a trip? Unfortunately, I have lost this right." The woman smiled. She was not really moved, but she was just feeling emotion.

In one hour, the play was finished.

Pei Ziyun couldn't wait to go out and secretly regretted that he could not appreciate such a play in his previous life, and now he couldn't appreciate it even more. He took a breath of coldness and watched it. The night gradually became deeper and the people gradually dispersed. In the end, it was ancient times, and the night market was limited, so it was probably astigmatism at the same time.

At this moment there was a scent of fragrance

"Three Fresh Wontons"

"Crab Noodle Soup Bun"

Hearing a hawking sound, the shops around him closed, and the night snack vendors were still doing the last wave of pedestrians and opera watchers. Pei Ziyun said casually: "Come on the bowl of three fresh wontons."

After using it, it was late at night and there were almost no pedestrians. Pei Ziyun headed towards the boat. There was no way, and he would drive the boat early tomorrow morning. He was afraid that it would be too late to stay in a hotel.

After walking a few steps, a commissar turned around the corner of the street, wearing a hat and holding a clapper. Pei Ziyun didn't care to pass through it, but as soon as he got closer, he was shocked. Almost at the same time, a cold light flashed, and the commissar stabbed a blade.

"Can you still chase Yuzhou by the Marquis of Jibei and the Holy Prison Gate?"

"This is a thousand miles away."

Pei Ziyun's body was on the side. He was attacked for a long time and naturally reacted very quickly, fast and fiercely. He did not retreat but advanced. The sword light flashed, and the sword was unbelievably unsheathed, and instantly penetrated the guest's throat, and blood splattered.

"It seems to be too easy?" Pei Ziyun was a little confused after killing this man. Suddenly, he heard the shouts of killing in the alley. With just a scan, he saw a ox cart, several guards protecting him. Then a group of people were wearing masks and sieges.

"Bah, it turns out that I'm involved in another incident!"

"That man was probably cleared just now, no wonder he was so easy to kill." Pei Ziyun glanced at him and saw the bodies of several passers-by and wanted to avoid it.

At this time, a masked man shouted softly: "Kill this witness quickly."

As soon as the words were finished, several people came forward to kill Pei Ziyun, with murderous intent in his eyes, and he was fired at the same time, wishing that one sword could stab Pei Ziyun in the front and the back.

"Idiot!" Pei Ziyun didn't want to be too troublesome, but then he snorted coldly, and his murderous intent suddenly appeared. He had accumulated hostility after multiple attacks, just a sword.

A "Zang" sound of the wrong sword was heard, and the figure suddenly separated and took the opportunity to cut in. The two of them screamed, and blood spurted out from a blood hole in their hearts.

In just a moment, the commander had already realized something was wrong. As soon as the expert took action, he knew if there was anything. He immediately realized that Pei Ziyun was a master, but his subconscious reaction was not to stop or ask, but to break through the sky with a long sword and wind and thunder.

"Kill!" Almost at the same time, two left and right swords cooperated to stab it out.

"It's this kind of openly murderous temperament, and it's this kind of array cooperation."

Pei Ziyun felt this smell just as soon as he saw it. Only soldiers who were innocent of murder, or even special soldiers, could develop this temperament. Even the public constable, although they were law enforcement officers, did not have the majesty of killing me.

Pei Ziyun has a deep understanding of such people. Unless you are the boss, no matter what you say, it will be useless to them. What's the big deal about killing a passerby for the sake of national interests?

There was a loud shout, and a hazy and strange light appeared on the sword.

"Zang" swords intersect, Mars splashed, and then bounced away.

"No, Taoist art!"

"I'm in the black clothes of Lu Wang..." This time the opponent was very aware of the goods and screamed in surprise, but it had no meaning at all. Pei Ziyun understood them too much, or rather, they understood their logic too much. Since he had already started, he showed no mercy. The sword light flashed, and the two of them pounced on the ground together, and blood oozed out.

"Uh..." The martial arts of the leader played a role. The clothes on his chest and abdomen were cracked, and the internal organs and blood were squeezed out. He was not dead within a few seconds. He pointed at his fingers and seemed to ask why Pei Ziyun dared to continue to take action, and he was still merciless.

"For people like you, it's easier to kill them directly." Pei Ziyun said lightly, looking around for a while, he saw that the guards in the field were all killing each other.

Six people died on this side, which seemed effortless, but they were able to deal with the guards. Two sword lights flashed by, and two guards were killed by the assassin. Two "puff" sounds, two screams, and their blood splashed out and splashed on the curtains.

"Ah" A scream rang out in the car, and a maid came out tremblingly and said, "If you want to kill me, just kill me. Don't hurt the head of the family, no, Miss."

The assassin snorted coldly and stabbed him with a knife without any mercy. Seeing that the maid was about to be killed on the spot, he heard a "clang" sound, and swords collided and sparks flew everywhere.

It turned out that Pei Ziyun blocked it with a sword, and the assassin looked at this side. Seeing that it was Pei Ziyun, he didn't ask any details, his eyes were still moving, and he had another knife.

Pei Ziyun's sword light flashed, rushed in, stabbed out, and the long sword penetrated into his body.

"You deserve to die!" The remaining two men in black shouted, but turned around and fled without hesitation. The mission failed and they had to go back to report and launch a force to surround and kill.

Pei Ziyun sneered, a wave of white light surged out of his body, and the figure suddenly became counted. He heard two puffs, and a half of his right body pierced into his mouth, and a large amount of blood was spewed out of his mouth, and it fell down.

Another person covered his throat, and blood spurted out from his throat and fell backwards.
Chapter completed!