kill those singularities

"Ouch, little sister, you've got the wrong person! Hiccup..." The bearded, long-haired young man staggered, wanting to get back his flagon.

"Then why did you react so strongly just now? You're obviously drunk." Wen Shuo walked vigorously holding his bamboo wine pot, and ran away with a jerk.

"You, what are you talking about? What is the reaction of this exorcism master?"

Baili Tusu saw the drunk man who was reeking of alcohol accidentally tripped over a stool and fell on his back, causing everyone around him to burst into laughter, and said, "Xiao Shuo, give it back to him, I It looks like this brother doesn't look like the person Qingxue is looking for."

In Feng Qingxue's mouth, her elder brother is like a god, how could she be such a down and out drunkard?

"Yes, yes, little girl, I just saw this stinky Taoist priest lost a bet and had no money to exchange for wine debts, and was chased around by the proprietress, how could he be this girl's eldest brother?" The person joked: "Besides, what's the use of picking up this kind of guy who only knows how to be drunk today, am I right?"

"Is he a Taoist priest?"

"Hey, fake Taoist priests, they are far worse than the group of people in Chunyang Palace."

Wen Shuo pursed his lips, and put the jug on the table amidst boos, along with a stack of copper plates as a gift, "Here, return the jug to you, and by the way, I'm apologizing by asking you to drink."

The young man who was still hugging the table legs and mumbling to himself struggled "swipe" and stretched out his hands on the table, "Wine? Wine...Little sister, you are such a good person..."

Wen Shuo narrowed his eyes at this man for a while, then walked away, "Qingxue, let's go, we have to go to Chunyang."

Feng Qingxue hesitated for a while, and put some more money on the table. At this moment, she felt a heavy weight on her shoulders. Mordred hooked her shoulders with a smile, and walked out of the restaurant with her half-armed, "Let's go, let's go!" Hey, it’s too late if we don’t go anymore!”

"Eh? But..."

After Baili Tusu settled the bill, he glanced at the drunkard who was still holding the flagon murmuring, shook his head, turned around and followed the pace of the three of them.

Along the way, Feng Qingxue was much quieter than before, and Mordred whistled when she saw this, "Why, are you still thinking about that drunkard?"

"I, I just..." She grabbed her braid subconsciously, "I just think he gives me a very kind feeling... I don't think he is my big brother, if he is really big brother, how can I not recognize him And me?"

If it was Feng Guangmo, he would never refuse to recognize his sister.Of course, she subconsciously denied the unreasonable trend of "Feng Guangmo doesn't want to recognize her".

The rebellious knight clicked his tongue, "Don't think about him, your elder brother is so wise and mighty, even if he doesn't remember you, he can't be like that."

Baili Tusu agreed, he nodded and said: "Although that man is carrying an epee, I observed his footwork and found that his foundation is loose, his skills are not deep, and his knowledge is superficial. You once said that your eldest brother is the most powerful sword in your generation. great people……"

The implication is that he doesn't think so, and this person is not at all.

"Spirit Sword Shuangsha" reached a consensus on this point.

Feng Qingxue subconsciously looked at Wen Shuo, only to find that the little girl was counting out her purse and thinking: "...fifteen, sixteen, seventeen... Hey, we can't kill Chang'an all the way according to this progress... "

She suddenly smiled and rolled her eyes, and patted Wen Shuo's head, "If you don't have any, then go earn some more."

"One penny can't beat four heroes," Lori raised her face, a little sad, "Why doesn't Arthur have a golden rate?"

"What is the golden rate... Be careful!"

The crimson flame waves protected Feng Qingxue and Wen Shuo behind them.

The young man with a bit of cinnabar between his brows frowned, opened and closed the Fen Ji sword, and chopped off all the hidden weapons that came under the sword. He said in a deep voice, "It's the same as last time, it was ordered by the same person."

Mordred flicked his ponytail, evoked a wicked smile, and watched the outflanking men in black, "Very well, it seems that the scumbags have become stronger, so I won't be polite!"

In the face of crushing strength, ordinary people can't last for a few rounds, but even so, these people's body skills and moves have improved a lot compared to their predecessors, and it took a little effort to kill them.

Now there are corpses lying all over the ground, not even a single one is left alive - it is obvious that Arthur has forgotten this matter again.

Baili Tusu put his sword back into its sheath, and asked, "Any clues?"

"Huh?" Wen Shuo stroked his chin, and didn't care about the loss of life, because it was useless.

She thought for a while and said: "First, their target is very clear, it's me; second, it's absolutely impossible because of the joke we released about 'the fiancée of the venerable shield bearer', because there have been signs before that Thirdly, the frequency of roadblocks has increased, and people behind the scenes are preventing us from approaching Chang'an."

Baili Tusu nodded. This is a Jianghu vendetta, and he can't do anything except help.

Mordred's eyes turned cold instantly, and she snorted coldly, "I want to see who it is!"

"Speaking of it, I always thought it was very strange. It's not uncommon for the person behind the scenes to have hands and eyes. It's also possible to have power. It's okay for this person to arrest me at first and then kill me. The problem is how did he know that I just came here? The location? Does he know astrology?"

Wen Shuo thought it was incredible, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't think of any famous astrologers or magic sticks in Tang Dynasty.

"And what kind of people are sent here wave after wave? If I really know that I have helpers (servants) by my side, it would be a waste of energy to do so."

"Perhaps this person wants to procrastinate." Baili Shaoxia gave his thoughts in a rare way.

delay?Mosquito legs like a tiny bit of time?Tell her so nakedly, what else is there in Chang'an except her family, Matthew?This is a conspiracy.

Wen Shuo frowned tightly.

As expected, more killers appeared on the road ahead, unlike the assassins of the Tang Sect, who could travel thousands of miles away with a single blow.

They are more like dead men, with insidious and cunning means, and come to the banquet like moths, as if with infinite courage and determination to die together.

Go to the feast of death.

Especially when it was less than a day away from Chang'an City, this grand occasion reached its peak.

Two swords, one with a huge scythe, danced vigorously, and the sword with blazing brilliance was even more sharp, with the same undisguised killing intent as the sword light, killing all visible enemies Kill them all.

Only the man opposite Mordred could not be killed.

That is a person who is as slippery as a loach and extremely difficult to deal with.

Still a woman.

A woman dressed in white, who is as free and easy as the wind.

"Assassin..." The rebellious knight's murderous aura soared, his eyes flashed, and his sword was vertical and horizontal, and he raised his sword obliquely from bottom to top.

But he saw that beautiful woman who didn't even wear a veil was like misty wind and smoke, kicking her long legs, retreating nimbly, avoiding the sword glow like a fish and going away in an instant.

And gave Mordred a cold smile before disappearing.

"Want to run? No way!"

"Stop chasing, it's useless."

Mordred braked sharply, "Hey, what does she mean, provocative?" She turned around, caught a glimpse of Wen Shuo's grim expression, and was stunned: "Master..."

Luoli had a cold face, her expression was inexplicable, and after a while she managed to say: "Maybe we shouldn't go to Chang'an."

"Who is that person?" Baili Tusu asked.

"Maybe it's Nie Yinniang, maybe it's Lu Siniang, maybe it's Hong Funu, maybe it's Jingke... who knows."

Baili Tusu was silent.

Feng Qingxue let out a soft "Huh": "Isn't Jing Ke a man?"

The other three looked at her together.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" She touched her face.

"You're right. Jing Ke is a man." Wen Shuo gritted his teeth, "What I just said was the code name of my enemies..."

"Suo Shuo, why do you have so many enemies?" Feng Qingxue said worriedly: "This one is already so powerful today..."

"Are you afraid? It's too late to leave me now?"

The long black braid flicked, "No. I'll help you find my sister." She turned to the young man with delicate eyebrows: "Where's Susu?"

The young man shook his head and said concisely, "Me neither."

It was Mordred who saved him when he lost control on the night of the full moon last year. Although the method was a bit rough, the result was undoubtedly good.At least he won't leave until he repays the favor, even if Mordred's force value is much higher than him.

Mordred laughed loudly: "I read you right, brother!"

Originally, she thought it would be more convenient to have a native doing everything, but now she has a new impression of this boy.

The blond knight shouldered his sword and walked into the woods: "Master, don't think too much, don't care what Chang'an has, you'll know when you go there?"

She simply dodged into the woods neatly, and came back with a person like catching a chicken.

"Hey, little brother, let go..." The young man caught by Mordred covered his ears and jumped, "Why are you so rough?"

"Say! What's your purpose for following us?" A long sword rested on his neck.

"Been sneaking around for a long time...what's the intention?"

The unruly young man in a toga with long sleeves swallowed his saliva and laughed dryly: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, I just happened to pass by."

He waved his hands repeatedly at Shang Feng Qingxue's curious expression: "Don't get me wrong, I really don't know you, sister."

Qingxue tilted her head, "You are the big brother who drank that day..."

Wen Shuo was in a very bad mood right now, so he didn't have the mood to tease people about Tai Chi, and said straight to the point: "What? Hearing that my sister is about to get involved in danger, I can't sit still?"

"You, what nonsense are you talking about. I am a chivalrous and righteous man. My job is to drive away evil spirits. I don't understand what you are talking about at all."

"Then why are you following us? Are you rushing to be our younger brother?" Mordred said angrily.

"Didn't I... want to remind you to go the wrong way?" He carefully moved the sword across his neck away, and took a few steps back.

Wen Shuo laughed, and grinned: "How do you know we're going the wrong way?"

The tall, unshaven young man waved his hands casually, "Didn't you say you're going to Chunyang? The road to Chunyang is on the west side, not here... I'm a good person, I don't leave my name casually, so I'm leaving, I'm leaving."

The man who seemed as stable as an old dog, but was actually very guilty, felt windy under his feet, but was pulled back by Baili Tusu, and this time it was Fen Ji who stood in front of him.He squinted, and Brother Baili watched him seriously: "You have ghosts in your heart."

Yin Qianshang: ...

A faint loli voice sounded from behind: "Drunk and confused, can you still remember where a random passer-by is going?"

Yin Qianshang's heart skipped a beat.

"Can a fake Taoist priest with poor martial arts keep up with us? Can he not be scared and run a hundred and eight thousand miles after watching a lot of fights?"

Yin Qianshang: ...

He coughed dryly, and was about to clarify something when he saw that ghostly little loli pick up his money bag, and shook the things away with a "crash".

"Hey, what are you doing? Looting in broad daylight?"

Wen Shuo tugged at the purse, and said with a smile, "No more, no less, exactly one or two taels of silver and twenty. How much did you give Qingxue to him that day?"

Both Baili Shaoxia and Mo Juxia stared at him inexplicably, Yin Qianshang turned his face disinterestedly, and saw the beautiful girl with long braids staring at him blankly, hesitant to speak .

"Brother?" After a long while, the faint voice of a mosquito sounded in the silence.

The unruly young man sighed secretly in his heart, put away his cynical look, and after a moment of silence, said lightly: "Feng Guangmo is dead."

Feng Qingxue was taken aback when she heard the words, but mist floated in her big eyes.

She looked down at her toes for a while, and said, "...what's your name?"

"...Yin Qianshang."

"Oh, brother, your new name sounds really nice." Feng Qingxue raised her eyes and said seriously.

Yin Qianshang: ...

"It doesn't look too scumbag." Wen Shuo sighed while watching the scene where the siblings recognized each other.

She felt a hand covering the top of her head, and touched it very jerky and softly, as if to comfort.

She raised her face in surprise, and saw Baili Tusu put down her hands a little shyly, pursed her lips, and said, "Don't be sad, brother will always love sister."

Wen Shuo was stunned for a long time before realizing what Baili Shaoxia meant.

Oh, is this comforting her and condemning her titular brother, Mr. Dantès, who is responsible for the blame in disguise?

The author has something to say: Mr. Wang who is still not online today: ...

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Why is famine so fun? Just like civilization, it is an artifact to kill time. Hey...

Thanks to little angel Chaoyan and little angel Changlu Xiaoxiao for their nutrient solution =3=

But Xiaoxiao, your number shocked me...

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