The leader of the alliance always thinks he is a scumbag

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After Su Biluo frowned for a moment, a look of horror appeared on his face, "City Master Baili?"

Some fragmentary clues were finally connected together, the young man who was an important witness, the eyeliner outside the city lord's mansion, and the person who eavesdropped outside the study.

"You are very smart." The owner of the Liuli Pavilion said.

"At that time, this good show will turn into a show where the demon sect massacres and frames Zhengdao under the direction of the court, and Zhengdao angrily kills the Baili City Lord who dominates everything. At that time, what kind of situation do you think will happen to the court and the martial arts?"

Su Biluo bit her lower lip hard, "I'm afraid things won't be as beautiful as you think, and people in the world are not fools."

The head of the Liuli Pavilion looked at her, "Leader Su, your heart is disturbed.

Now that we have done the work, there will be a series of subsequent arrangements, and the court and the rivers and lakes will be chaotic, and cracks will appear in the solid ice of Huaguo. "

"Forget it." Su Biluo sighed lightly, "Even if I try to stop it now, I'm afraid it's too late. What's more, if we fight against you, the outcome is only a five or five chance."

She pulled out her long sword wrapped with emerald tassels from the scabbard, "I used this sword to face everything, and now I should use it to end everything. There is no regret in meeting old friends under the yellow spring like this." ."

The head of the Liuli Pavilion said calmly, "I am willing to accompany you."

At the same time, there was also the sound of clashing sharp knives from below the roof.

Chapter 46

Sitting by the bed, Yun Gu touched Hua Wuya's face, her expression was not disturbed, but her movements were very gentle.

Luo Guinian sat at the table, she wiped her sword with cold eyes.

She didn't practice martial arts well, and she seldom used weapons. Hearing the loud shouts and killings in the front yard, she still had no expression on her face.

Yun Gu didn't ask anything, even though she didn't ask, she knew in her heart that it was nothing more than another killing game, it just depends on who the winner is.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Luo Guinian's movements paused, she thought for a while, "I have experienced hell, and I have nothing to fear in the world."

Yun Gu turned around and glanced at her, her expression became complicated.

"I will protect you." Luo Guinian said in a calm tone, "if they break in."

Seeing that Yun Gu was still in a coma without buds, she lowered her eyes to look at her swollen abdomen, only to hear that Luo Guinian unexpectedly did not end the conversation.

"There are many things in this world that may be unfair and unreasonable. But that doesn't mean that some things don't make sense."

Yun Gu was taken aback for a moment, she vaguely understood that these words were aimed at her inner knot.

"I still owe senior a word of thanks." Luo Guinian put the sword in its sheath and stepped forward, bowing solemnly.

"I also want to tell my predecessors that the road you have walked is not all lonely."

Yun Gu's complexion finally changed, "Could it be that you... your surname is Luo!"

"Yes." Luo Guinian's expression was light, "Everyone except me died at the hands of the fourteen bandits in Luo City."

Yun Gu sighed.

How can the misery in the world be described in just one short sentence.

City Lord's Mansion.

The boy patted the big yellow dog's head lightly, and the big yellow dog raised its head to look at the frowning master, obediently stuck out its tongue, and licked his palm.

Thinking about what A-Lian said, the young man finally made up his mind, changed into clean clothes, wiped his shiny dagger, turned and walked out of the room.

His expressionless face, in the darkness of night... was a little scary.

He walked quietly on the promenade, avoiding the patrolling guards, and touched the city lord's room.

After living for so many days, he has already figured out the patrol time and various routes here.

He took out a bamboo tube, lightly punctured the window paper, blowing misty smoke inside, then separated the door latch with a short knife, looked around again to make sure there was no one around, and then opened the door and walked in.

After he closed the door, he was not in a hurry to make a move, but made sure that there was a light breathing sound coming from the bed, making sure that the person was lying on it, and then he sighed silently and raised the knife and stepped forward.

Just when he was about to stab, the brocade quilt on the bed was lifted up and hit him head and face.

Startled, the young man took a step back and split open the brocade quilt with a knife.

The sound of cloth being torn was accompanied by the flying of cotton wool. The young man saw a girl in red turn over and stand up, and drew out a long knife under the pillow, showing a confrontation.

"It really is you!" The girl in red sighed before the cold light flickered.

The lights in the rooms in the backyard were all turned off, only the red lanterns hung on both sides of the promenade, swaying in the wind, sprinkled the light as if soaked in blood on the ground.

Zhuo Ziyu walked slowly to the middle of the yard alone, "Senior Lu, you are not a person who hides your head and shows your tail, why don't you come out, let's settle this grievance together."

After he finished speaking, he waited for a while, and then said: "Could it be that you let me in and drag you out? That scene is too ugly."

He took a few steps in the yard at a leisurely pace.

The cold light of a sword flashed behind him, and at the same time the subtle buzzing of the weapon sounded.

Zhuo Ziyu turned around abruptly, and saw a little girl with an indifferent expression, hanging upside down with her feet hooked on the eaves, her saber pointing directly at Zhuo Ziyu's chest.

The wind lifted the corners of their robes, and the two looked at each other, as if time had frozen for a moment.

Zhuo Ziyu raised his hand, pinching the blade of the sword with his fingers, "Are you from Zhanyuemen?"

He recognized Luo Guinian, but the other party remained expressionless, like an indifferent ghost.

As soon as he exerted force with his fingers, the blade of the sword was firmly grasped. Luo Guinian raised his left hand clenched into a fist, and swung the medicine powder in his hand.

Zhuo Ziyu waved his sleeves in front of him, "Small tricks."

He sneered, and the sword body made a sound of shattering, and then cracks appeared on the sword body, and it broke into several pieces after a while.

Luo Guinian didn't panic, turned his wrist, and the silver needle flew out from his sleeve.

With a flash of Zhuo Ziyu's figure, a row of silver needles were nailed to the red lacquered pillar.

He held the internal force of luck in his palm, and slapped it towards Luo Guinian.

Luo Guinian dropped the broken sword in his hand, raised his hand to forcefully receive his palm, and felt a surge of internal energy shake his internal organs.

She took a few steps back, lost her footing, and fell into the surrounding flowers and trees.

Zhuo Ziyu stepped forward slowly and looked down at her, "Senior Lu, if you don't come out, this little girl will die."

He didn't look at Luo Guinian directly from the beginning to the end, but he has a kind of obsession with Yun Gu, and it seems that it's not just because of hatred.

Luo Guinian raised his eyes and looked at him, "You said you want to settle your grudges with her, so you might as well settle your old and new grudges with me."

She bites the words very heavily, as if chewing from between her lips and teeth, "Los Angeles City includes my whole family, three thousand 110 innocent souls, and those children who have not reached the age of Zhanyuemen. Do you think these debts should be settled with you? Calculate?"

The first time Zhuo Ziyu looked at her, people would subconsciously ignore existences that were too weak for them. Sometimes, in the eyes of another person, one person was indeed not much different from an ant.

He looked at Luo Guinian with deep eyes, "It turns out that you are an orphan in Luo City."

"Unfortunately, they can't come, can't come."

How do the dead people get rid of the thousands of grievances condensed by blood and tears.

Luo Guinian's tone of voice didn't fluctuate at all, "There are only living people who can say something boldly and settle their grievances."

She stared at the other party, and twitched the corners of her lips. This expression could hardly be called a smile. Against the background of the night, it was more like the cold mockery of a revived ghost.

"Shameless."

Zhuo Ziyu looked at her in a daze for a moment, but did not show any signs of anger, "I can't justify the past, and you are qualified to collect blood debts on their behalf."

More than ten years ago, he was only a teenager, but he clearly knew that no matter what he did or did not do, he was inevitably infected with the camp he was in and the position he stood in. Blood.