After drinking wine and drinking, the young men walked out of the grass and trees wine shop, swaying around while holding on to the ones who were not drunk, chatting and laughing all the way, and had no fun.
Momo Xiaolang was happy. Although he didn't drink too much, he was swaying up and down, being held up by Xiao Canglang and Qi Hanyu. He was mumbling something, giggling and laughing, and couldn't understand.
When the eldest grandson Taiqiong saw Yi Wuxin taking the lead in sending Tao Xiaolang back, he couldn't lose his temper. He just frowned and said, "Are all children these days such a waste? It's already midnight, why don't you go to bed!"
Yi Wuxin has always been arrogant, but now he didn't dare to look directly at Changsun Taiqiong's face. He secretly waved his hands and taught Little Canglang and Qi Hanyu to retreat quickly, and started laughing right after they went out.
When the eldest grandson Taiqiong heard the laughter, he shook his head and smiled. He walked back to the bed and sat down. He helped Xiao Lang pull the quilt and said with a smile, "Why are you the only one drunk?"
Momo Xiaolang's face turned red and he replied: "I'm happy."
The eldest grandson Taiqiong sneered, stretched out his hand to caress Momo Xiaolang's face, "Why are you happy?"
Momoxiao Lang grabbed his eldest grandson Taiqiong's hand and refused to take it away, "The eldest brother and the second brother have found their destination."
"Homecoming?" Changsun Taiqiong rarely heard such a rare word from Xiaolang's mouth, and smiled, "Do you know what home is?"
Xiaolang said: "One day, I will raise my eldest sister."
"You..." Changsun Taiqiong was stunned, suddenly turned his head away, and hummed, "Sleep!"
…
Some people can't sleep.
Yu Canghai blew out the lamp and sat alone in the elegant room in Qingcheng. Something might have happened, which made him uneasy.
Some time earlier, the silly Taoist priest returned to his private room, evasive and hesitant to speak, and something seemed wrong at first sight.
"If you have something to say, just say it, why are you hesitating?" Yu Canghai was afraid that something would go wrong and felt very uneasy.
The silly Taoist priest said tremblingly: "Master..."
"What grandpa!" Yu Canghai suddenly interrupted, "How many times have I told you, in Luoyang, you must call me master at any time! Okay, what do you want to say?"
The silly Taoist priest lowered his head and did not dare to look at anyone, "Ah... Master, master, can I lose in the battle tomorrow?"
Yu Canghai's heart pounded, as if he had been hit by a bell. He almost made him vomit blood, but he remained calm and asked, "Why did you say such a thing suddenly?"
The silly Taoist priest noticed that grandpa was not angry and said with a smile: "Because if I lose, Sister Tao will kiss me. I want to kiss her."
Speaking of this, it was just a joke by Moo Erlang. Of course, he also wanted to trick the stupid Taoist priest, but the stupid Taoist priest believed it. In the end, he did not hear Ruan Shengyi say that he would not kiss him. He only heard Ruan Shengyi say that he would lose.
be punished.
"Hahaha." Yu Canghai smiled instead of being angry, "There is such a good thing in the world, how come I didn't know about it?"
The silly Taoist priest said: "Erlang said it, and Sister Tao did not refuse."
Yu Canghai's face darkened and he thought to himself: How can it be unreasonable? These people, pretending to be smart people, actually teamed up to bully Ah Si!
"Silly boy, if you don't agree, you just don't agree." Yu Canghai smiled and said, "Sister Tao told me personally that if you win, she will definitely kiss you."
The silly Taoist priest's eyes lit up and he was so excited, "Then I want to win!"
"We must win." Yu Canghai said threateningly, "Otherwise, Sister Tao will never kiss you."
…
There are ten pieces of silver on the counter.
Xiaoba touched his left hand and then his right hand, which was hilarious.
Erlang poured the last pile of garbage into the wooden bucket and was about to take it outside to empty it. He passed by the counter and shouted: "Xiaoba, where are you going to dump this?"
Xiaoba raised his eyes, smiled, and said, "You said that Sister Taohua is good at drinking and rich?"
Erlang smiled and said, "I'm not very familiar with her."
Xiaoba slipped out of the counter and winked hard, "Anyone who comes out to hang out has to be familiar with everyone."
Erlang immediately understood and laughed, "Look at me, I guarantee you'll be familiar with it."
"Hey, come with me." Xiaoba led the way, walked out of the wine shop, and suddenly took half a step back.
"What's the matter?" Erlang quickly followed up with a wooden bucket before going out. He saw a masked man standing on the street opposite. He immediately caught up, stretched out his hand to block Xiaoba, and protected Xiaoba behind him. He shouted coldly, "What?
people!"
"Hmm..." The masked man pretended to think, "Let's say he's the Lord of Hell. That's a bit flattering. Say he's the killer, but he doesn't think he's classy enough. How about asking the Lord of Hell himself?"
"Second brother, take the knife!" Ichiro rushed out of the wine shop, throwing the knife and taking a step forward to block Erlang.
Seeing Ichiro and Erlang holding knives, Xiaoba, who had returned from reporting the news, swallowed his throat and shouted: "Brother, you must be careful!"
"Got it!" Erlang's blood surged, "Go back quickly and tell Mr. Eight not to come out!"
Bang bang bang.
The masked man applauded and sighed: "Living an ordinary life can really wear down a person's will. It's not good, it's not good to let down your guard right now."
Ichiro was alert, "Who are you?"
"Killing people." The masked guest said jokingly, "If this can be considered a kind of person."
Ichiro hummed: "If that's the case, why don't you take action?"
The masked man shrugged, "The dark days have passed for a long time, and it is inevitable that I will become a bit talkative. I hope you two can understand."
Ichiro said: "If you fart, hurry up."
"Hey, the world is so beautiful, but we are so irritable, no good, no good." The masked man was so lazy that he said, "Back to the subject, as a killer, I should have been... him! He was carrying a wooden
I will attack when the barrel comes out, but considering that I am still a famous swordsman, I feel very ashamed to sneak attack on the junior."
Ichiro said: "It finally has some style."
The masked man glanced at Xiaoba who had not yet retreated, "Also to promote it, the killer's motto is to kill without mercy. Killing innocents indiscriminately is what bad guys do, and I... am not a bad guy!"
call!
Dang! Dang Dang Dang!
The masked man drew his sword very quickly, so fast that even Ichiro and Erlang struggled to parry it together.
"Huh?" Ichiro and Erlang looked at each other, not understanding why the masked man suddenly retreated.
"My sword skills are good." The masked man said with a smile, "It's just that I'm also a little face-blind. Which one is Erlang now?"
"I am, what do you want?" Ichiro tightened his grip on the knife handle and stared at the masked man fiercely.
"Brother, it's me he's looking for!" Erlang didn't give Ichiro a chance.
The masked man smiled and said, "Okay, I believe you."
knife!
Faster knife!
Ichiro and Erlang were injured almost at the same time, but they escaped the fatal move!
"Why am I so merciful!" The masked man sighed, swiped his left hand on his lower back, whirled his two swords, and beheaded Erlang immediately...
boom!
Bang!
A bench flew out of the barrier, diminishing the power of the sword.
However, Erlang still couldn't avoid it, and his left arm was scratched by the blade. Blood mist suddenly flew out, and the long knife fell to the ground.
boom!
Another bench had hit the masked man's heart, violently driving the masked man back a few steps!
"There are still experts, cough, cough!" The masked man rubbed his heart with his right hand, but his eyes were staring ahead on guard.
Yakusagi quickly withdrew the bench and sat with his legs spread in front of the street. He chuckled and said, "It's annoying. I only used 30% of my power just now. It was too big."
The masked guest was doubtful and did not dare to act rashly, "I haven't asked for advice yet."
"Fuck!" Yakusagi was extremely arrogant, "I live in seclusion in the city. I never dreamed that I would be disturbed by you. Listen up, it's you ants who are making noise!"
"Sure enough, the real person is not showing his face." A gray-haired masked old man appeared and stood diagonally opposite the masked guests, making them and Yacaomu form a triangle. He smiled and said, "Boy, you said it's not good to show off.